Lord of all tribes

Chapter 462 Death of the Body, Destruction of the Soul, Burying the Bone on the Battlefield
Anger has filled His Majesty's entire chest, and he feels that his self-esteem has been greatly trampled on.

He is His Majesty the King of the Reynolds Kingdom, and now the envoy he sent was killed casually by that Earl of Koxingda.

What is this guy trying to do?Break with him completely?Completely cut off the final retreat?This is crazy too!

In the view of His Majesty King Alexis, within the ten thousand miles of the kingdom, only that wolf cub, Luo Lin, is qualified to fight against him like this;

As for who is Ke Xingda?Alexis felt that he had to think a little more before he could dissect who the name represented.

But it was such a person he despised who dared to kill the envoy he sent without any scruple, without leaving a single bit of face.

When the two armies are at war, they should not be beheaded. This is a customary rule on the battlefield.

Even if the two countries were at war, there were very few demonstrations by beheading the envoys. Obviously, the Earl of Kexingda had already touched the bottom line of King Alexis.

The frantic siege began after His Majesty the King gave an order.

Gerald led the [-] remnants under his command to take the lead in launching the first wave of siege battles. Behind him was the supervising team specially arranged by King Alexis. The shining sword was the most ruthless sentence for cowards.

Gerald's complexion changed involuntarily, he could foresee it, whenever he had the slightest thought of wanting to fight or avoid the battle, the shining sword might be on his shoulder.

This is not Gerald's self-intimidation, but the conclusion he got after in-depth research and analysis of the character of His Majesty the King.

That His Majesty the King is not a kind person, especially under this kind of rage after being teased, this His Majesty the King will definitely not be merciful, maybe he is looking around to see if he can find someone to vent his anger on now. Whoever hits the muzzle of the gun will peel off his skin if he does not die.

The war broke out, and the second battle of Corgi City started.

Standing on the tower, Earl Kexingda seemed very preoccupied. His eyes were fixed on the endless enemy formation, and his heart sank.

To be honest, when the envoy sent by His Majesty King Alexis came to him to report the favorable conditions, he was not unmoved.

He surveyed the battle situation by himself, and combined with the deployment of troops in Corgi City, he got an estimated ending that he was very unwilling to accept.

If there were no reinforcements, he would lead the newly built Sachs Legion to guard the city wall of Corgi City, and he could only last for seven days at most.

This is still a conservative estimate.

If something unexpected happens in the middle, even seven days in Corgi City will seem extravagant.

But for some reason, in the end he involuntarily pulled out the sword from his waist, and stabbed the envoy who was confidently persuading him to surrender.

By the way, his head was also chopped off.

In retrospect, Earl Kexingda didn't feel any regret at all.

He also felt very abnormal. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but he was willing to be controlled by the interests of the Galatians to move forward.

You know, half a month ago, he was also a great lord full of ambitions!

In just a few days, why did he have such a big change.

Earl Kexingda knew the specific reason in his heart, but it was difficult to express it in words.

In fact, during this period, he had been to the inner territory of the Garadi Territory.

He came to the city of Versilia, he came to the city of Galactica, he came to the desolate and desolate place in the northwest of the kingdom.

The prosperity, wealth, stability of the people, and the state of the people's aspirations displayed there greatly shocked the Earl of Koxingda.

He thought carefully, if he ruled these desolate and remote places, would he really be able to make these poor and remote places so rich and prosperous?

Even, even the hearts of the people are so unified?

Earl Kexinda shook his head firmly, he understood that it was impossible for him to do it.

He understands his ability and what he does. If he is leading an army in a war, he can still intervene a few words, but he has little knowledge and little ability when it comes to these people's livelihood construction.

Not only was he unable to turn these backwaters into a paradise on earth, who among the so-called lords and nobles in the kingdom could say that he could do it?
Or, how many of these people who dare to say that they can do it are self-advocating?
Earl Cosinda never believed what was said, and what he paid attention to was always the naked reality.

Now the reality is in front of his eyes, those remote villages are gradually becoming a paradise on earth under the rule of the Lord Luo Lin, this is the reality he sees, and this is the answer he wants to get.

Not only is he superior in army construction, he is also outstanding in the construction of people's livelihood territory. It is the luck of all the people in the territory to meet such a lord, and it is also the honor of all the soldiers and generals in the territory.

Even the current Earl of Cossingda is proud to be a member of the Garadi leadership system.

This is indeed a miraculous place, so miraculous that even a hero like Earl Kexingda began to put his heart away.

Perhaps, this is also the fundamental reason why he had the urge to kill the envoy, Ke Xingda sighed leisurely.

Even if it is to protect that piece of heaven, he should work hard to kill the enemy, keep these invaders who want to disturb the paradise on earth from the border, and guard this final bottom line with flesh and blood.

Those who cross the bottom line, die!
For the indomitable belief, what does it matter even if you die?

In order to protect the person who should be protected, what's the point even if the soul is destroyed?

In order to realize the promise of a gentleman, is it not a blessing in life to bury the bones in the battlefield?

Raising the sword of war, Earl Kexingda felt for the first time that the defense of the city could be so passionate.

Perhaps it is more meaningful not to start a war for oneself.

Looking at the distant enemy army formation, Earl Koxingda felt extremely calm. At this moment, he seemed to have found the goal and direction of the decisive battle, and he continued to move forward in this direction. This is his way.

Maybe this road is doomed to be full of thorns, maybe this road is doomed to be full of dead souls, maybe this road is doomed to be deprived of vitality, but Earl Kexinda feels that as long as he is willing to do it, these will not be his hindrances.

He has the heart of a decisive battle, and regards death as his declaration of death.

The war has begun, and Corgi City is alive.

Under the city, the enemy army carrying the siege ladder and pushing the siege vehicle came up. Ke Xingda calmly commanded the Sax Army to carry out rhythmic and layered obstruction and counterattack.

(End of this chapter)