Hail the King

Chapter 268, seeing the road to help

"The King of Byzantine, the person who wants the blood knife mercenary group, you really do not know how to live and die, even dare to refuse to pay?"

A bully and low-sounding voice came from a small state-owned camp in the city of Shampoo. Sun Fei looked up and saw that the camp around the 100-meter camp was full of people. His eyes were like electricity. Instantly, it seems that there is a conflict in the center of the camp through the seams of people, and the party that has the upper hand in the conflict, more than a dozen big men’s black jackets and light armor, and in their chest leather On top, embroidered a curved knife with a drop of blood.

This is the logo of the Blood Knife Mercenary Group!

It’s really an innocent place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort.

Sun Fei slammed into the crowd and came to the forefront. Through the fence of the camp, he saw the mysterious stone pillars, which were engraved with the three characters of Byzantium, and showed people that this small camp was called Byzantium. The station of the small dependent country.

Sun Fei has not heard the name of this small country before, but from the whispers of the surrounding audience, it is known that this Byzantine country is actually a very small sixth-sized subsidiary country, but within the territory of the imperial territory. Contrary to the city of Chambord, it is located at the southernmost coast of the Zenit Empire. The climate is pleasant, the scenery is relatively beautiful, and it occupies a small harbor of the Empire. The geographical conditions are much better than the city of Chambord.

Among the other large camps beside the Byzantine state camp, there are several neighboring countries in Byzantium, so those who have a good understanding of their situation among the onlookers continue to whisper and let Sun Fei get more information. This Byzantine country is weak, but it occupies a small port that is still important in the south. It has been used as a fate by neighboring countries, and the old king died two years ago, leaving a minor. The only son inherits the throne, and the minister has the power to control. The whole kingdom is suddenly in a state of external worries. This time the little king personally led people to participate in the performance of the military competition, that is, he hopes to preserve the Byzantine Empire, but he does not know what The reason is that there is a conflict with the fierce blood knife mercenary group within the imperial capital.

The Blood Knife Mercenary Corps ranks among the four major mercenary groups of the empire. The forces are spread all over the emperor. The fierce name is fierce and the master is like a cloud. Behind it is the support of the Imperial Aristocratic Group. In the 20-mile camp, there are only ten. The first-class affiliated countries and a few powerful second-class affiliates can make a three-point concession, such as the Byzantine small and precarious small country, which may be cancelled after the military competition, and the blood knife will not Fear, but blatantly broke into the camp.

"Our head of the company admires Miss Isabella, who specially invites the lady to go to the emperor's headquarters for a feast. Byzantine king, do you dare to stop?" One of the backs is sturdy with eight black-black hammers that are bigger than his body. Han waited for the young Byzantine king to sneer, and the threat was overwhelming.

Byzantine King is a handsome but weak-skinned teenager. Obviously he has been pampered for a long time. He is not deep in the world. He has anger in his eyes. He has some helplessness and helplessness. He wears a white robe and hides his body. The thin body trembles because of tension. He held one arm tightly against a beautiful girl, and used his chest to protect the panicked girl, just like taking care of her own life, facing the strong man’s anger and pleading Road: "Captain Harry, Isabella, she... she... is sick, please let her go, let her go!"

The king of a country, so low-spirited, it can be seen that the Byzantine country has indeed been weak for a long time.

"Hey, I'm sick? The blood knife headquarters, there are the best doctors and treatment magicians in the Imperial City, just to cure her illness, let's go!" The brave man with the double giant hammer kept the Byzantine king's excuse, his The eyes were firmly fixed on the girl who was guarded by the Byzantine king's arms. The eyes were faintly radiant, and a pair of stunned eyes seemed to be swallowed.

"You are really too arrogant. Isabella is the future king of the Byzantine kingdom, the person who loves the deep love, the royal family, the rude villains of yours, how dare you bully me to force me?" By the side of King Byzantium The loyal guardian couldn’t help it anymore, and finally reprimanded.

boom!

A hammer is thrown out.

The head of the loyal guardian's guard was instantly shot into a pile of meat and blood.

The brave man named Harry laughed and provocatively smashed the giant hammer that guarded the flesh and blood on the tragic guarding body, smashed the red and white brains, and then reinserted back to the back. He did not make any explanation from beginning to end. It seems that just a slap in the face is just an annoying flies, not a close guard of the Byzantine king.

"You..." The Byzantine king was shocked and angry.

"Your Majesty, what are you still hesitating? Please answer the request of Captain Harry quickly. Do you want to sever the hope of my Byzantine state for a woman? Don't forget, only by the help of the Blood Knife Mercenary, Byzantine I hope that I will keep the country in this martial arts competition!" Behind the Byzantine king, a chubby, rich-aged middle-aged man wearing a purple brocade gown opened his mouth and saw his status as a minister of the Byzantine state. However, the tone of the speech is mostly blamed for the young Byzantine king, while the giant hammer Harry nods his head and is full of smiles. The position is interesting.

"Ike, you are a Byzantine commander, how are you...you..." The young Byzantine king pointed to the rich fat man, and he didn't know what to say.

"Hey! Your Majesty, please make a quick decision, don't make a Byzantine sinner for a woman, bury the blood of the first king!" Rich fat man played the snow on the bomber's robes, said coldly.

"Your Majesty, save me, save me!" The girl was like a frightened deer, who sneaked into the arms of the young Byzantine king and pleaded with tears.

The wind blows, and the snow falls on the head of the young Byzantine king.

His loyal guards were just killed in front of their eyes with a hammer and broken their heads. The blood on the body was stained with white snow, and the blood was still hot.

His enemies are urging him to surrender his beloved woman.

His minister, but around him, helped him to abuse his words and persecution.

At this time, the Byzantine king, the young and thin body bears a huge weight, as if he is going to collapse at any time. His eyes are full of love and disappointment for the girl in the arms, more like a helpless fall. The ordinary weak boy in love, not the king of a country that is high above.

"Your Majesty, what are you waiting for? Do you really want to provoke Harry Captain to be angry? You even want to worship a sinister woman for a low-lying woman?" Purple robe middle-aged man glared at Byzantine King, coldly urging .

"I..." The young Byzantine king’s eyes showed a painful look, and the contradictions struggled.

"Hey!" It was obvious that the big hammer of the blood knife leader was cold and screaming, exerting pressure, and the other dozens of mercenaries were sneer at the bad looks.

"Your Majesty, Isabella does not want you to bear the crime of killing the country, I am willing to give everything for you, I... Harry, Ishabella is willing to go to the emperor to go to the banquet, beg you, don't forget the promise, please I must help my Majesty to keep the Byzantine national title in the battle of the military..."

Looking at the contradictions and painful struggles in the eyes of the young king, the pure girl finally understood what she was, and she sighed softly, reluctantly coming from the warm embrace of the lover, the crystal clear tears from her white cheeks. Sliding down, dripping into the snow, his delicate body trembled in the snow, facing a group of **** knives like a wolf, like a delicate little white flower in the cold wind, pure face Despair and heartbreak are pitiful.

"No..." The young Byzantine king was painfully and desperately ***, reaching out and trying to save anything, but was dragged by a fat middle-aged man in purple clothes.

"Ha ha ha ha!" The blood knife mercenaries were smirking.

"Oh... it’s a group of beasts. In these few days, there are no fewer than fifty girls in the countries that have been taken away by them in various names..." Among the crowd outside the military camp, some people sighed and sighed, the blood knife mercenary group These days, special five-color strong buy some beautiful girls from all the attachments, bring the emperor as a gift to the power behind them, such viciousness has already caused a resentment, but the blood knife is big, behind the big aristocracy support, some affiliated countries dare Angry can't speak.

The softest part of Sun Fei’s heart was instantly touched by the scene.

Especially when I saw the painful and struggling eyes of the young Byzantine king, and the girl named Isabella’s desperate heartbreaking look, I don’t know why, Sun Fei suddenly felt that the situation of Byzantine and his beloved woman turned out to be It is so similar to some of the things that I have experienced before. I was not suffering from the commander Bazel and the Black Army. If it was not the emergence of the Diablo World, he estimated that he would end up with Byzantine. Still miserable.

Thinking of this, Sun Fei opened the cloak that was buckled on his head.

"Scrapping the blood knife mercenary group thieves, unrelated people, speeding off!"

A big drink suddenly came out of the crowd.

As the screams came out, there were dozens of red fireballs with a diameter of more than ten centimeters.

Booming!

In the air, there was a burst of flames in the air. The temperature suddenly peaked, and a deep red color illumined the night sky. The powerful magic wave shocked the audience. More than a dozen blood knife mercenary group members took the lead and were caught off guard. !

"Oh ah..."

The blood knife mercenary hit by the red fireball suddenly burned a hot flame, screaming in the ground, rolling back and forth, but how can not get rid of this flame, and soon burned into a pile of ashes, even body The armor and weapons have turned into molten iron!

The whole scene is extremely horrible.

"Who?" Harry, the leader of the blood knife, took the hammer and turned to anger.

"Killing you!" Sun Fei switched from the Master mode to the Barbarian mode, laughing and separating everyone, striding into the camp, screaming and killing, stunned, moving one step at a time, two steps of ghosts, like a god, Step by step toward the field.

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