Hail the King

Suddenly, a figure flashed by and appeared on the stairs before the entrance of the highest-level meeting hall, and he roared on top of his lungs.

He was Second Prince Dominguez who rushed over to help.

“It is His Highness!”

“The Second Prince is here!”

As if they saw through the clouds and found their backbones, the anxious officers all stopped their panicking steps and looked at this royal member who built up his reputation in the last two wars in the southern region of Azeroth.

Dominguez glanced at these faces. Most of them were young, and a few were older.

With a rare passionate and blood-boiling tone, the Second Prince said, “Tell me, are you afraid? Nobles of Zenit and the riders of the giant bear of the north! The Barcelonans have broken into our city, and they are killing men, women, seniors, and children without mercy. They are demons without kindness or generosity; they feed off blood and murder. Also, they are extremely powerful, and we will lose for sure. Tell me! In this situation, are you afraid? Do you want to be cowards who kneel before demons and beg for mercy before being killed, or do you want to be heroes who will teach these demons a lesson with sharp swords, fighting for ourselves, our loved ones, and our families? Even if we can live for a few more minutes. Tell me, are you afraid? Are you afraid?”

The Second Prince’s words overpowered the roars of Barcelonans that resonated in the area, and his speech hammered everyone’s heart.

An emotion, a passion, and a craziness gradually filled everyone’s heart that was previously taken by fear and anxiety. They felt like a fire was burning in their chests, their blood, their bones, and their souls.

“We aren’t afraid!” someone roared.

“We aren’t afraid!” Everyone followed and roared at the same time.

“Great! Our troops need the orders from the Imperial Military Headquarters, and our people need us to go back to positions and protect them. Our souls and honor are waiting to be guarded by ourselves!” The Second Prince raised his sword and laughed, “Now, go back to your positions and return to your familiar jobs! Initiate the magic command system in the headquarters! I will protect this place with you until the b*stards of Barcelona step into the Imperial Military Headquarters! Then, we will draw out our swords and battle to the death!”

“As you wish, Your Highness!”

“The honor of the empire is with us!”

“Hahaha! Pathetic! Why should I be afraid of those Barcelonans? I will battle them to the end!”

Indescribable bravery and passion were ignited in the crowd, and everyone’s face turned red as a result. They were ashamed of their prior fear, and they quickly got back to their positions.

Soon, colorful magic light beams were shot from the Imperial Military Headquarters into the sky.

This was a distant magic command system of the military that would only be utilized in critical moments. The troops that lost contact with each other could instantly receive the orders from the headquarters and try their best to coordinate with other troops’ efforts.

Of course, this system had one fatal flaw.

If their own troops could see the orders, the enemies would instantly discover the location of the military command system, and they might focus all their attention onto this place.

In other words, the Imperial Military Headquarters was under great danger and would soon face the merciless attacks of Barcelonans.