Hail the King

Chapter 32 Two Opposite Orders

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A round of Langde.

But in the next second, he almost subconsciously remembered the fierce eyes of the beasts, the eyes that came out of the knight's face mask... the eyes, until now, still let him There is a feeling of trepidation and shuddering.

"The strength of that guy is probably around a star warrior, but it is very strange, but it is not the slightest vindictiveness. It seems to be an incredible power of nature..." Langde said with a lingering recollection, slowly said: "Besides this He gave me the feeling that it was like a growing fierce beast, crazy bloodthirsty, as if born to be a beast born for battle."

"The beast?"

The silver-faced man put down the jade cup in his hand, and his sight finally fell on Langde. He smiled lightly: "It’s very vivid. It’s a very interesting metaphor...Land, you said that if I grab this 'beast' Would it be more interesting to get up to the Imperial Colosseum?"

"Send to the Colosseum? Master wise..." Rounder took a little flattering: "This crazy guy, if sent to the Imperial Colosseum, will definitely be the best beast, and by then There will be countless buyers rushing to buy this guy!"

The Imperial Colosseum on the mainland of Azeroth is a place where the upper classes of the great empires are eagerly awaited.

In the Colosseum, almost every day, **** programs are staged. Some natural powers or specially trained slave talents are forced to fight in the Colosseum with various strange and brutal beasts. In order to win aristocratic music.

Such **** killings have been in the Azeroth continent for a long time. They were originally sacrificed rituals for the gods of war, and later evolved into a way for the nobility to pursue excitement. As more and more nobles enthusiasm, the Colosseum formed. A huge and incredible industrial chain, countless imperial forces participated in it, and even led to the development of Azeroth's mainland gambling industry. Many people are therefore rich and enemies. Of course, many people are ruined because of their families.

However, it is worth mentioning that the beast fighters also have very strict requirements. Only slaves or poor people without a warrior title are allowed to participate. The warriors and magicians who master the vindictiveness must not appear in the Colosseum because Aze The Warriors League and the Wizards Guild of Lass believe that if the warriors and magicians are put into the Colosseum, it is an insult to the honor of the entire samurai and magician class.

Of course, this is not the case at first.

The nobles who used to be among the super-imperial forces did not abide by this rule. At one time, a large number of warriors and magicians were forced to smash in the Colosseum. Such acts have angered the peak of Azeroth's continent. More than five hundred years ago, countless top powers in Azeroth were united by the call of the Japanese sage Beckenbauer and the great-day Master Bailey. After the release of the Warrior's Declaration of Compassion and the strong annihilation of 241 empire and more than 10,000 Colosseum violations of this declaration, no country or individual dared to risk the offense of the top. Samurai and magicians enter the Colosseum.

In this context, an excellent beast warrior becomes very rare, like Sun Fei, who has the strength of a first-class warrior, but does not have the arrogant 'many cow'. In the eyes of the silver-faced person, it is obviously a piece. Rare gems, if operated properly, can definitely bring huge profits to themselves, even if it is not possible to reach the noble forces of the higher empire.

"[No.1], after dawn, you bring [16], [17], [18] to the city under the city of Chambord to persuade them to tell the idiot king, as long as they are willing to surrender in the city, the royal family and officials can be exempted from death. The civilians in the city can also be exempted from death, only to be slaves... Otherwise, the city will be broken, the city will be washed, and the city will be destroyed for three days!"

The silver face is indifferent and the tone is sensational.

The voice did not fall, I saw a bitter white chill out of his hand, and instantly frozen the jade cup and the wine into a crystal-friendly ice sculpture.

"Yes, my subordinates understand!"

Standing on the right side of the first row of codenamed [1], the black knight stood up and replied.

"Well, remember, in front of everyone in Chambord, pass my orders to their idiot king." The silver-faced man threw the cup in his hand to the side, and his mouth smirked with a playful smile. One sentence.

"Follow!"

[1] With [16] [17], [18], I took the lead and turned out of the tent.

"[2], [3], [4], [5], [6], five of you let the soldiers of their own secrets prepare themselves, as long as the city of Champa is surrendered, they will immediately take the soldiers to join, except that The Angela woman and the 'beast' are not left behind."

The silver noodles continued to issue military orders.

His second military order, and the previous order to persuade him, turned out to be the opposite.

Five black knights on both sides stood up and took the lead. The shock in the eyes of several people was difficult to conceal. The silver noodles had just ordered 'one' to take people to persuade, and promised the life of the city of Xiangbo. Such a cold decision is obviously deceiving the other side.

"The time is tight. According to our plan, the city of Chambord must be overcome as soon as possible. I am worried that the time of the siege will be long. The Zenit Empire will find out, so I can only do this..." It seems that I feel the doubts of my subordinates. The dictatorial silver-faced man, who had a rare and patient explanation of the two sentences, said that he also said to the Samsung swordsman, Langde, "Land, in the battle of tomorrow, realize the promise you made to me, the city of Chambord. The head of the three-star swordsman, you will cut it down for me!"

"As you wish, my master!" Lande is full of confidence in this order.

"As for the others, they are following me on the bench... Ok, let's get ready, start tomorrow when the sunrise is over!"

With the silver-faced man, the Black Knight and Lander are all present, ready to leave the tent to prepare... But, at this time - "Wait!"

The mysterious cloak who has been silent for a sudden, suddenly unexpectedly stopped.

The magician hides his face under the deep cloak, nodding his head at the silver face. It is a salute. His voice is hoarse, like a blunt knife slowly grinding on the stone. It is extremely sharp and ugly. "Your Highness, I suddenly felt that in the city of Chambord, there seems to be a powerful magician, and your plan may be disturbed."

"Magician?" The face of the silver face suddenly changed. The existence of Master Mo often changed the battle structure in a casual moment. He tried to ask: "Teacher, can you feel the strength of this magician? ”

"The magician is hiding deep, like he can avoid anything, I just just noticed... well, probably around Samsung!"

"Samsung?" The silver face looks a little relaxed: "If it is a Samsung magician, the threat is not very big, but I still hope that the teacher can shoot at the right time to help students solve this threat!"

"Well." The mysterious cloak nodded: "I can shoot, but even a three-star magician can already cause a lot of damage, and let your army stay a little farther away to avoid accidental injury."

The silver-faced man heard the mysterious cloak and agreed to his request. He felt a loose feeling and smiled slightly: "This teacher please rest assured that as long as you don't damage the main wall of the city of Chambord, the rest has nothing to do with it. The teacher is fine. ""

The mysterious cloak nodded, chilling and screaming, no longer talking.

The cold wind blew and pierced.

Sun Fei had a cold war and opened his eyes a bit, suddenly surprised.

"Damn, I am on the night... I cough, actually fell asleep? The enemy didn't take the opportunity to touch it?"

He was thinking, suddenly a faint fragrance into the nose.

Sun Fei stunned and turned his head and was surprised to find that when he did not know when, the beautiful and beautiful Angela was sitting next to him, sleeping quietly against a cold stone wall.

The girl seems to feel the cold in her sleep.

She curled her hands tightly on her knees, and the crystal dew wet her delicate hair like a lacquer-like ink. The long lashes were soft and delicate, and the delicate mouth was slightly upturned, like what she did. The beautiful dream, the exquisite face of the white, under the stars, gives people a stunning flower fairy.

Sun Fei turned his body slightly.

At this time, he discovered that he did not know when he was wearing a thick velvet blanket.

Apparently Angela took him to see him in the middle of the night, draped when he fell asleep.

Feeling the heat from the blanket, Sun Fei’s unprecedented warmth, I don’t know why, looking at this kind and beautiful girl in front of him, he is like seeing his pure and beautiful first love, faint, Pure, warm... Everything is so beautiful, fascinating and heartbreaking.

He stood up gently and put the blanket on Angela's body.

This silly girl ran to the tower to send a blanket, but she was so thin.

At that moment, Sun Fei couldn't help but feel bad.

However, seeing Angela slept sweetly, Sun Fei could not bear to bother.

He stared at Angela's exquisite face and watched quietly for a moment. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but draw a slight arc, cover the blanket, and then turned and walked lightly.

Out of the enemy building with only four stone walls, the surrounding area was quiet. Sun Fei looked around and there were still soldiers going back and forth in the distance. The enemy camp in the distance was quiet and the heart was loose. He turned around and looked at it. But it was a big surprise - because the blond little Loli Jimar is actually on the wall.

The little girl leaned against the stone wall of the enemy building, guarding the collapsed door like a guard, perhaps because it was too sleepy, so she stood asleep and fell asleep, squinting her head, morning breeze. With the moisture of the river under the city, her golden hair was blown up, and the clothes were fluttering up and down in the wind.

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