From the pure blood dragon clan, I started to become a human being

Chapter 346 Royal Capital ()

The fierce offensive and defensive battle continued, with dark clouds over the city and a gloomy sky. A large number of noble private soldiers were mixed into the count's rebels, which increased the overall combat strength. Pilemon commanded the infantry to defend alternately. He was only a senior swordsman. But he has good talents in tactical leadership.

Jiang Yuan sat on the corpse and waited quietly. There had been drastic changes in the Palace of Silver. It was estimated that someone would come looking for him. The identity of the Iron Guards and Wang Xue were both valuable. He did support King Asra, but he needed a name. After all, Qing Jun was on the side. It is not very different from tampering. Liquidation after the event must be prevented in advance.

Amidst the constant deaths, a man wearing a mask walked up to the city. The seal in his hand forced the guards to let him go because it was engraved with the king's private seal.

"Your Highness, please save the kingdom." The Rootless Man knelt down directly. He and King Asra had known each other since childhood. The dignity of the curse liar was not important at this moment, and His Highness Sariel had passed the imperial court. Loyalty test.

At the same time, only king blood can kill king blood.

"Zhang Li, do you know what it takes to break into the Silver Palace now?" Jiang Yuan asked calmly.

"I will try my best." The rootless man replied resolutely.

"I want a horse that is fast enough and at least allows me to save energy."

"The winning prize of this year's competition is the dragon knight paid tribute by the Kingdom of Shillong. It is under the city wall at the moment. I rode it here."

"I also want a sword. It has to be sharp enough. At the very least, it has to be able to help me cut through the Sword Emperor's domain of fighting spirit."

"There is no weapon sharper than the Holy Sword. It is waiting for you on the magic steel platform. As long as you can pull it out, we will deal with the Holy Kingdom afterwards, and the alliance will continue."

"I also want an army, and it must be cavalry. I can't waste too much fighting spirit when breaking through the guards."

"You are of king blood, so you should have the king blood knights."

"I like gold, silver, treasures and mineral materials. I need to use them to decorate the castle."

"The royal warehouse of Silver Palace is open for you."

Jiang Yuan stood up. The other party was sincere and there was no need to give it a try when there was a matrix dagger available to evacuate at any time.

"I will get it myself. Now you go and summon the King's Blood Knights and bring the knights who are willing to follow you to meet at the Magic Steel Platform."

"Wish you victory."

The Rootless One immediately set off in the direction of the south gate.

"You are alone now." Duke Pilemeng, who was not far away, said, "We have no cavalry."

"It'll be there soon."

Jiang Yuan left the city. Below, a strong, dark war horse was treading its hooves anxiously. Because it contained half of the dragon's blood in its body, it had a ferocious face like a dragon's head, four hooves shaped like sharp claws, and its tail was covered with spikes.

Upon noticing the arrival, a trace of human shock first flashed in the black dragon knight's eyes, and then turned into extreme excitement.

A walking dragon!

Jiang Yuan crushed the magic tool used to restrain it at its neck and got on the horse. The dragon rider did not resist at all and was extremely docile.

"straight."

As soon as he received the order, the black dragon knight couldn't wait to raise his claws and hooves. With one step, the ground cracked slightly, his speed suddenly increased in an instant, and his limbs alternated and almost left the afterimage. Three thousand cavalrymen gradually left the inner space of the Griffin Sword. In a short period of time, a group of knights appeared on the streets on the east side of the inner city, heading towards the magic steel platform at the intersection.

The strong wind roared past him, but Jiang Yuan felt no discomfort. The Wind Whisperer took advantage of the situation and gave his new mount the blessing of a new mount, making him faster.

Passing by the residential area, in the manor, a woman was lying on a rocking chair and drinking an ice-cold fruit drink. She heard a noise and waved happily after seeing who it was. The girl next to her only raised her head for a moment and then continued to deal with the things in her hands. Work.

The cavalry troops continued to run and arrived at the crossroads more than ten minutes later. On the street ahead, two groups of noble private soldiers were fighting. One of them was from the second prince's camp. When his brother conspired to rebel, he joined forces with his sister Ariel.

Jiang Yuan stepped onto the magic steel platform, and the holy sword covered with cracks stood in front of him. The sword was engraved with the inscription "You will be free, and so will my heart." The gem on the sword's tail glowed dimly.

Rumor has it that the Ten Blades in the World are all spiritual weapons, but just like the first time, this holy sword did not react to anyone, just like it faced the endless stream of tryers.

"Don't feel that you are not worthy of me." Jiang Yuan said calmly, "I need a sword now. Considering the current situation, you have barely qualified and you deserve the honor."

The magic steel platform began to tremble, and then the fluctuations quickly spread to the surroundings. The noble private soldiers who were fighting put down their swords and looked here with disbelief on their faces.

Whether they are ancient heroes or powerful swordsmen with the honor of sword gods, countless people have come here for hundreds of years, all hoping that they are unique and favored.

But until half a minute ago, the Holy Sword rejected everyone. Ever since Saint Milis asked for this sword in the ancestral land of the sword, no one has been able to pull it out. It may not be able to resist the strongest, but it can be independent. The earth annihilates itself.

The tremor reached its peak, and the ground seemed to be shaking violently for an instant. The black gem at the tail of the sword turned into powder with a click, but at the same time, a bright light bloomed.

The light containing majestic magic shrouded the holy sword, and those cracks seemed to have been injected with hot red magma. While intensifying the damage, it also stimulated its original power.

The light converged, and the holy sword slowly exited the magic steel platform. When it fell downward, it happened to fall into someone's hand.

Jiang Yuan wiped his fingers across the sword body, and the frequency of the two sides resonated. He immediately took over the dominance of the energy. The source of the demon's fighting energy spread out, enveloping the energy of the holy sword and gradually turned into green and red on the surface.

The trembling stopped, and the clear and melodious sound of the sword sounded. Anyone could understand the unconcealed joy.

A total of no more than five thousand king-blooded knights arrived. The Rootless Man looked at Sariel in front of him in silence. The holy sword made a choice. Even if it suffered the price of being completely broken afterwards, it still decided to respond to the glory in its full glory. and grace.

It is incomprehensible that the joy of the sword sound of the Ten-Blade Head is accompanied by clear anxiety and humiliation.

"The consciousness is good." Jiang Yuan affirmed.

All emotions disappeared, spiritual killing intent was filled, and the noble private soldiers and king-blood knights present felt the biting chill.

Like a soldier who has been personally commended by the emperor, it has no intention of thinking about anything other than killing the enemy.

Jiang Yuan mounted the black dragon, turned the dragon's head sideways, and headed towards the Silver Palace.

When the claws and hooves stepped out, the Alchemy Soldiers followed, and then the King Blood Knights.

At the intersection, the nobles who supported the first prince threw away their weapons. Seeing this, the soldiers behind them could only surrender with the prince. The holy sword was pulled out, which meant that a brave man with a glorious personality and powerful talent was born. His behavior was unparalleled among all the people. Justice is symbolized in epic poems, and the enemy of it is of course out-and-out rebellion.

(End of this chapter)