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The platform was almost collapsed.

The frame made of magic steel was cracking, and the fragments fell to the ground, stirring up billowing smoke and dust.

Roar!

The Golden Lion Knight roared, and his bright golden hair flew. The golden lion showed its fangs, and the strong sound waves visible to the naked eye swept out, like a thunderclap from the ground.

The dozens of construct knights who were closest to him fainted directly, and blood flowed from their ear canals and helmets. The true form ability of the peak knight, the lion's roar, made these trainee knight-level warriors unable to bear the aftermath.

Fortunately, the royal elders on the opposite side were still in good condition, and the sword energy around them protected the platform. In fact, although both sides were fighting seriously, they chose to leave room for maneuver.

For the peak knights of noble origin, as the first echelon under the titled knights, they were already qualified to sit at the long table of power.

If Henry VI had not been such a scoundrel, the five upper nobles would not have "rebelled against their superiors". After all, without the backing of a title, the real power of the dukes and marquises was already the limit of the family's territory. Even if this rebellion succeeded, it would not bring significant benefits.

From the perspective of the royal elders, the second prince was also of royal blood. The king would eventually grow old, and the replacement of the old with the new was a destined future. The reason for fighting at this moment was nothing more than to maintain the majesty of the kingship and the interests of the royal family as a whole.

If the king encountered a rebellion but no one went to fight, the negative impact on the Red Rose Lancaster family would be immeasurable.

"Golden Lion Swordsmanship·Fangs!"

The Duke of Golden Lion slashed out a sword and shouted it out openly. He looked angry, but his heart was extremely calm.

The true form of the golden lion pounced forward, and the red giant sword collided with it, stirring up waves.

The three battlefields all showed a situation of equal strength.

But the fall of the Duke of Black Snake also attracted the attention of the strong men.

The sword blades collided, and the sword shadows were chaotic.

The Duke of Golden Lion looked at the enemy who was so close, and asked with some energy: "Who is that masked man?"

The royal elder raised his sword to block, and the two sides started a close combat that was enough to quickly defeat the elite knight.

"How do I know? He is Cecilia's man."

"Humph, she really has an incredible mastiff."

The Duke of Golden Lion did not hide his dislike for someone. He was obviously a knight, but he could burst out with speed and strength comparable to the peak. He was slashed by the black snake but was unscathed, which showed that his recovery ability and resistance to poison were extraordinary.

The most important thing is the fact at the moment. The masked man and Princess Cecilia cooperated very well. The combination of the two had the power to quickly kill the peak knight.

This is a destruction of balance.

"Kill him!"

"Charge! For the king!"

"Save me, I don't want to die!"

On the long street, the internal fighting between the capital and the Red Rose Knights intensified, the battlefield was filled with smoke, and the shouts of killing were deafening. The construct knights in heavy armor collided with each other, and their sharp swords broke one after another.

Blood splattered on the cold magic steel, war horses neighed, swords flashed, and the fallen bodies were quickly trampled by horses' hooves. Life was as fragile and small as a candle in the wind in this tragic melee, and the breath of death permeated every inch of the street.

Unlike the mutual "confrontation" of high-end combat forces, the chaotic battle on the main road was extremely tragic. Most criminals were caught in the battle and had no way to escape. The scattered lucky ones rushed into the houses on both sides of the street, further amplifying the chaos.

On the high platform.

The second prince had come to the throne under the escort of the Grizzly Knight. Through the layers of people, he looked at his father with ferocious eyes and felt incomparable joy in his heart.

"Father, you treat us brothers and sisters like stray dogs on the roadside. Have you ever thought about today?"

The second prince killed a constructed knight and grinned: "I thought my biggest opponent to the throne was my brother, but I didn't expect it to be you, an old lunatic. There is no blood relationship between you and me. Just commit suicide if you know better..."

"Your Highness, be careful." Grizzly reminded that without blood, there is no legitimacy in the succession to the throne. This kind of thing is not a joke. The big event is approaching, and the prince is a little out of control.

"Traitors, thieves!"

Henry VI pointed at the two with an angry smile. He turned the ring on his hand, and four figures ran out from behind the throne, covered in cloaks, giving people a tall and bulky feeling.

Grizzly's face was a little serious, but not too solemn. The royal wizard golem technology, more accurately, is the rose family golem technology. This technology is inherited between the red and white roses, and the royal family has a more complete one.

The wizard golem of the Great Completion has a physical quality that exceeds that of an ordinary knight. Because it lacks the three supports of silver, its combat power is similar to that of an ordinary knight.

Such combat weapons represent the foundation of the royal family, but they also have many shortcomings. The cost of each unit is extremely high. Not counting the production process, the cost alone has reached 2 million gold coins. Moreover, the golem has no wisdom. With such a cost, it is far less practical than forming a secondary knight group or building a warship.

Facing four Great Completion Golems, Grizzlie believed that he had a 100% chance of winning.

But the next moment, his expression suddenly changed.

"Come and kill me!"

Henry VI picked up the ceremonial sword and walked down the throne. His body immersed in wine still retained the power of a knight. This is the extreme that resources can be piled up. The silver will needs to awaken autonomously, and even the king who enjoys countless resources is powerless.

Henry VI did not even look at his second son. He strode towards Grizzlie, as if he was the peak knight.

"Come and kill me!"

Grizzly couldn't help but take a step back after roaring for the second time. It was not because he was afraid, but in this era, if a noble was charged with the crime of regicide, he would be seriously injured, and even lose the future of his family.

No new monarch of any generation would like a family that had killed their own kind, and most nobles would spontaneously hate such rule breakers.

"Only royal blood can kill royal blood, father, your executioner is here!"

The second prince was about to step forward to rescue, but was stopped by the Great Golem. Grizzly came to the prince with his speed. Looking at the king walking with the golem in front of him, he felt a headache, especially those construct knights. Although they were vulnerable, they also greatly affected the efficiency of movement.

"Let's go together."

Two hundred construct knights attacked from all directions and fought with the prince's guards. Four Great Golems surrounded the enemy.

The grizzly bear paused after killing several construct knights, and was about to attack, but Henry VI was standing behind the target golem. He could only forcibly retract most of his strength. Once the golem was smashed, the aftermath alone would kill the weak "knight".

"Madman, you are simply crazy!" The grizzly bear cursed. His strength was almost the best among the strong men of the same level, but his speed was an unavoidable shortcoming.

"Tsk!"

Henry VI sneered: "Let me duel with my rebellious son!"

When this was said, not only the grizzly bear, but also the construct knights were stunned.

How could this be said by the king of a country?

"Why, do you still have to be timid to become a king!?"

Henry VI roared, his expression was both angry and contemptuous.

None of the sons satisfied him.

"Then it's as you wish."

The second prince walked out of the protection circle.

Grizz felt deeply constrained. Under normal circumstances, he could deal with the Great Golem in a few minutes, but now he had to control his strength to avoid hurting the two monarchs. Moreover, if he remembered correctly, the Great Golem should be able to self-destruct. This thing was originally a consumable created by alchemists, and it was inhumane.

The knight's sword collided with the ceremonial sword.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the second prince and Henry VI started a single sword fight. Almost all the great knights cast their eyes over. Although the sword skills of the two warring parties were not worth paying attention to, this battle determined the future of the kingdom.

The knight's sword slashed across Henry VI's neck, and the tip of the sword cut a cluster of blood. He swung the sword back and slashed his second son's shoulder, but failed to break the defense.

Unlike the ceremonial dress of the king attending the event, the second prince wore the Great Knight's armor, which gave him an absolute advantage in the sword fight.

Bang!

The second prince stepped forward, his arm bent with the deflected blade, and a powerful elbow strike hit the king's chest directly. The knight's fighting spirit was vented wantonly, and the slight crisp sound of bone cracking sounded like thunder in the ears of all the great knights.

Henry VI staggered back, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

"Die, I've had enough of you!"

The second prince cut off the king's head with a sword.

At the same time, the upper nobles and the royal elders tacitly stopped, and the captains of the knights hurriedly shouted to the constructed knights to stop their internal friction and target the criminals.

No mistake, one sentence, one post, one content, one 6, one 9, one book, one bar, one look!

The second prince held up the king's head to symbolize his victory.

"Today, in the name of the knights and the God of the Rich Soil, I will kill the most heinous..."

Puff!

Time seemed to stand still.

The Duke of Golden Lion and the royal elders were stunned.

On the city wall, the Knights of the Guards looked at each other, and Modres kept stroking the giant sword in his hand.

In the houses on the street, Margaret covered her mouth with her hands, tears in her eyes. Her face was not sad, but she was a little confused about the future.

The Construct Knights stayed in place like puppets.

"You..." Grizz's tongue was tied. He stretched out his hand to grab the lawless guy in front of him, but felt unprecedented powerlessness.

Puff!

This is the second sword.

Jiang He threw away the ceremonial sword he picked up and broke away from the image stealth. He stretched out his hand to grab the back of the second prince's neck. The man was dead. One sword to the back of the head and one sword to the heart. For the knight class, this is an irreversible fatal injury.

"Everyone, welcome the new king."

As the voice fell, Queen Margaret hugged the ninth prince and walked up to the high platform.

The secret decree of the king to establish her status was easily obtained by her favor. Henry VI did not like his sons, but the three-year-old child had not yet been formed, so the process was simple and smooth.

Margaret remembered someone's words. Their camp had no support from the great nobles, so they had to occupy the righteousness.

"... The second prince Sosacres conspired to rebel and kill the king, and Minister Anor quelled the rebellion. He represents the will of the royal family, the ninth prince and me..."

"... Those who lay down their weapons now will not be held accountable..."

"... I will ask Grand Duke Modres to come forward to preside over the overall situation..."

The nobles who were still unwilling to give up gradually laid down their weapons. The second prince was alive, and they were internal changes. Now that the prince was dead, there was no royal blood involved, and the nature became a military rebellion of the nobles. The titled knight Modres swore never to interfere in politics, but he could take action against the rebellion at will.

"Your Majesty, please succeed to the throne."

When everyone was confused, Count Heru, who escaped from the family territory, was the first to kneel on one knee.

"Your Majesty, please take the throne." His father-in-law, Marquis Soren, followed closely behind.

There were more and more shouts, and the assembly knights saluted in turn. The Duke of the Golden Lion looked back at the direction of the city wall and sighed with one knee kneeling.

Nympho

Wangdu Waicheng, Lanhe Manor.

The biggest counselor of the second prince's camp came, and the middle -aged nobles followed the big knight of the Holy Blood Church.

Lanhe Manor is the residence of the third prince. The prince likes witchcraft, but unfortunately he has no talent. He often nests in the manor and does not come to the world. Henry VI also appreciates this kind of general behavior. The court bleeding incident did not involve the third prince.

Hei Lijue's eyes are serious.

In accordance with the rules of inheritance for thousands of years, after the death of the second prince, the right to inherit the third prince and Princess Ellino on the Ming side was in front of the ninth prince. Among them, Ellino was a mixed elves. As long as this identity burst out, The person will lose the legitimacy of inheritance, so no aristocracy considers her.

Compared with the child on the high platform at this moment, the third prince who has been forgotten for many years in the Lanhe Manor is the successor of the right.

Hei Marquis rushed into the estate castle, and the speed made the two big knights at the end of it, but his face gradually dignified. The corpse of the servant guarded on the side of the road. Big knight.

"Not good."

The gate of the castle collapsed. When the Marquis came to the door, a cold woman came out with the prince's head and his fingers were still dripping blood.

"Well, this is not the Marquis of Lun."

Simon seemed to take a walk after a meal, and raised his hand and greeted him: "You come late, he and the second prince collude, and the sin should be deserved."

Hei Jue's eyes were indifferent, "the three princes have been far away from the storm, what sin is, His Royal Highness is conspiracy rebellion."

Simon raised his eyebrows and said with a mockery: "This is really disgusting. The famous painting" Margaret "is dedicated to Henry VI. Conflict, also provoked the second prince's rebellion, the king, you are the conspiracy rebellion. "

The two sides confront each other, and the black Ujo urged the real shape. He knew that Princess Chekia had the ability to kill the big knight comparable to the peak. It is inestimable.

But at this moment, a team of Golden Cavaliers broke into the Blue River Manor, and the first deputy deputy deputy head of the Guardian Knights deserved. Obviously, the guardian of the royal power -Modres also believes that the third prince should be in the nine princes. Inherited the throne before.

The first deputy head looked at the situation of the sword tense, and glanced at the head of the prince. Today, the Xiaqiu Festival is completely reduced to bleeding day. Three died in half a day. The news is enough to shock the country.

"Two ..." The first deputy head was complicated. "Instead of doing it here, it is better to prepare to participate in His Majesty's successor. As far as I know, today's changes make my adults feel very bad. Line.

Simon shrugged his shoulders, turned his head and turned away.

Hei Jue pulled the cloak hat along his body and left with two big knights. He took out a secret letter from his sleeves and handed it to the relatives around him.

"Send it to Duke Duke."

"clear."