The Final Knight

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The war was over at noon.

Although these aristocratic coalition forces can be regarded as a multitude of people compared to the regular army, but Yulian’s time is really good, just like hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, one hit directly hits the opponent’s weakness, thus making the west The cavalrymen of the Slovenian Empire had no strength but nowhere to start, and these seemingly regular guys seemed to be as valiant as they were desperate, and it was beyond the expectations of the cavalrymen. The intelligence has been obtained before departure, although the final Yan Knights are the objects that these people have been worrying about and paying attention to, but this group of noble coalition forces has not really been taken into account by them. After all, the power of the private aristocracy is almost negligible.

However, after the war, the cavalry of the Sith Empire was surprised to find that these private troops were so brave, they did not even fear death, and they were entangled with them at any cost. Eventually, after paying the price of about eight thousand corpses, The cavalry of the Sith Empire finally broke through the line of defense again, and fled without looking back. Until then, these cavalry of the Sith Empire did not understand what motivated these noble private armies to attack so bravely. Is it loyal to their family? Still a love for the country? However, this is not the case.

The cavalry certainly did not understand the driving force that drives these noble coalitions to attack so bravely. In fact, before the war began, these noble coalition forces did not expect any difficulties. After all, in their view, their commander is so powerful, and there is a Dragon Knights here, they simply can not get their turn to play. At most, I will do the cleaning of the scraps.

However, at this moment, Yulian suddenly announced to them that he and Judy and others would not fight in this battle. Only rely on themselves to act, and require them to fully obey their own orders.

Due to the fact that the gap between reality and expectations is too great, these noble coalition forces naturally caused a commotion, and some even planned to withdraw temporarily and leave directly. But then they were stopped... Because Yulian made it clear that anyone who tried to escape from the battle would be completely wiped out by Judy and her Dragon Knights.

"If you turn around and run away, then you will die. If you don't obey the command, then you will die. If you can't do it, then you will also die. Choose your own."

Yulian threw a sentence with a smile on his face, and then turned away. Only those noble coalition troops left their eyes wide open, and of course they understood that this young lord was a character who did what he said. If they really make such a choice, then I am afraid they will become a dragon in the next moment. Dim sum.

So these noble coalition forces immediately faced a dilemma of choice-run away, dead. If you don't listen to the command, you're dead, and if you lose, you're dead.

Although this condition has been harsh and overbearing, these noble coalition forces are really lacking in temper. People have the power to say this, and there is no way to be dissatisfied. In the end, you can only do it according to Yulian's requirements. After all, if you die in the battle on the battlefield, you can still be considered a sacrifice for the country. This is dying under his own dragon's breath, so it is really unclear what is going on.

And because of this pressure, these noble coalition forces faced the regular cavalry regiment of the Sith Empire, but they exerted their superhuman strength. What motivates them is not glory and pride, but merely "don't want to die." Motivation.

In fact, during the fight, many people are looking at the back with fright and fear, fearing that they have not worked hard enough or their partners have fallen off the chain, causing a few flying dragons to come out behind.... There is no difference between these enemies of the Sith Empire.

"withdraw troops."

Seeing that the other party had fled, Yulian quickly gave orders, and those noble coalition soldiers, after hearing the orders, decided not to pursue, but began to withdraw into the defense line.

"So, sir, we are going to count the people."

Viscount Bird and Della saluted Yulian before leaving immediately, and until then, O'Falir held her chest and let out a long breath.

"Master Yulian......... Is this the end?"

"ended."

Yulian stood on the outpost, looking at the battlefield in front, where there was only a dead body of people and horses, which looked like hell.

"It's just for fun, so far."

"But... we lost a lot of people."

"War is like this. Even if you play, you can die, it's just a matter of how much you die."

Hearing this, O'Falil frowned, and she was still unable to get used to such casualties. In fact, in O'Fallier's view, even dozens of casualties were difficult to accept. If she can, she hopes to be able to fight without letting anyone die under her command. But her reason is also very clear. This is nothing more than a delusion. There will always be casualties in battle, and there is no complete victory in politics, but a bilateral compromise. Then this is also applicable in war.

"Even a hunter who hunts, there are times when the throat is bitten by the prey."

Seemingly aware of Yulian's sight, O'Falil just nodded slightly and didn't speak. Then she followed Yulian and walked off the post to the rear of the defense line.

At this moment, Viscount Bird and Della have assembled the noble private army. Their complexion is very complex, and they have the luck of escaping from death. (Considering the dilemma they face, this is not a shameful expression. ), there is also the excitement of victory, as well as anger and dissatisfaction, complaining, all kinds of complicated eyes are looking at the young man in front of him. Yulian just nodded at them, then smiled.

"Good job, it seems that you are much better than I thought."

Speaking of this, he paused and then swept across the crowd.

"Next, we will continue to wait here for some time, and during this time, you still have to obey my instructions. Before I give the order, no one is allowed to leave, if any of you want to escape. ............"

Speaking of this, Yulian paused, then looked at the soldiers with a smile.

"You can give it a try, maybe I won't catch you."

As a result, the weirdest post-war summary in history ended, the soldiers dispersed quickly, and Viscount Bird and Della reported the list of members lost in this battle. A total of 1,500 soldiers were killed in this battle. Although in comparison, it is still an acceptable result, but the strength of these noble private soldiers is really too bad. After all, many of them were sent to death, not the elite of the family, so even if they put their lives together, the damage they can cause is extremely limited. This is still thanks to Yulian's grasp and control of the battle situation, otherwise, the casualties may be even greater.

In fact, at the time of the report, Viscount Bird and Della were also somewhat dissatisfied. After all, it was 20,000 to 15,000, but the final casualty was 1,500 to 8,000. This number is really a bit ugly, but lucky What's more, Yulian didn't seem to care about this, so after the report was over, everyone immediately dispersed.

Although it is only a small outpost, it is necessary to do the same thing. First, someone was sent to consolidate the corpse, count the loot and consumption, and then calculate the report. Although Yulian is not West People, but he is responsible for guarding the right wing defense after all, so he must read the report and sign it, then send it to General Celtic. Of course, many people know that this is just a form, but there is nothing else to do right now, so the steps should be taken. And after all this has been busy, it is already midnight.

"call………"

After signing the last document, Yulian raised his head and stretched his waist. At this moment, the entire right wing defense line had become quieter. Inside, the magic stone exuded a soft luster, making people feel comfortable and warm.

"Master, have you finished?"

"finished."

You connected with the milk tea delivered by Charlotte, and then responded casually, he took a sip, then closed his eyes, feeling the comfortable warm and delicious tea, and then opened his eyes and looked around.

"What response did General Celtic have?"

"The troops of the Sith Empire have backed off a part of the distance, but they did not mean to leave, but began to regroup, but still did not see the flags of the two talented knights."

"It's three."

Yulian interrupted Charlotte's report.

"I heard that Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Sith Empire is here too?"

"Yes Master."

"What kind of person is she, in your eyes?"

Hearing Yulian's inquiry, Charlotte held out his finger this time and pressed it against his chin. After thinking for a moment, he answered.

"Well......very clever and steady lady. It should be said that it is the Queen of the Sith Empire. It is almost the same feeling. Although it feels similar to Miss O'Falir, it is a little bit more. Persevere, maybe this is the difference between the two."

"is it beautiful?"

"That's as good as Miss O'Falil's beauty. I can use my soul to guarantee that you will want to do it a hundred times without being tired."

"Oh?"

Hearing this, Yulian's eyes immediately widened slightly, then exuded an inexplicably dangerous glory.

"It's really as beautiful as you said, wouldn't it be swaying me, Charlotte, in case your report does not match the facts, then the crime of deceiving me is very heavy?"

"Of course I understand, master, please rest assured."

Although the tone of both people is very solemn and serious, as long as they see a faint smile on their faces, they can know that these two people are just joking. At this moment, Yulian stood up and put down her teacup.

"It's almost time, and you should go to rest...Ovalier?"

"Miss O'Falil is currently at the forefront of the defense line and seems to be thinking about some issues."

Although not by his side, mastering the intelligence of the target is a necessary skill for Charlotte.

"I know."

Hearing this, Yulian nodded.

"You can go to rest."

"Yes, master."

Charlotte chuckled, then opened the door to leave, and then she seemed to think of something and turned her head again.

"So, Master, do you need me to warm your bed? The weather is already cold?"

"If there is no first guest, you can try it."

"Observe, master."

Looking at Charlotte's departure, a trace of wry smile appeared on Yulian's face. The relationship between him and these wandering souls was really a bit unclear. In fact, in the days when these wandering spirits followed themselves, almost Many people have had a physical relationship with him, but this does not mean much love. After all, there is only one person in Yulian, and it is impossible to be so "fraternal" to put all the more than one hundred girls in the heart. For the soul wanderers, although they are dead, they were all girls after all, and as the top characters of various forces and groups, they always focus on their goals when they are alive and work hard for it. Very There is less time to talk about love. Take Charlotte, for example. During her lifetime, as a talented alchemist, she was soaked in the laboratory almost every day. In the company of the demon, the man was basically a conceptual item for her. Yulian still remembers clearly now, When she hugged her for the first time, not only was the elder lady not half-dead and shy, she also almost curiously tried to cut this thing to be used as a research experiment... That was really dangerous and unbearable memory .

Therefore, although these young ladies did not have much time before they died, they had a lot of time to consider these issues after their death due to the shackles of undead magic. For wandering souls, it is really a bit difficult to ask them to find their own Prince Charming for a while, and many people have not considered that they will have this problem at all, and even if they can find what they like People, whether those living people are interested in a dead soul is another question. Although the needs in this respect can be ignored, the wandering souls are all girls after all, and have never experienced a woman’s complete experience and died like this, which is more or less regrettable. So in the end, they put their idea on Yulian's head.

After all, Yulian is a male, and it's not a disgusting type. Moreover, as their master, Yulian has also signed a soul contract with the wandering souls. This deep exchange of souls between each other, from In a sense, it is no different from love. For Yulian, this is naturally an option that does not require rejection.

Of course, he was not brazen enough to say that he fell in love with all the girls, and the wandering souls did not communicate with him in spirit and flesh out of love. Some wandering souls were just to make up for not becoming A woman's regret, she lost interest after one or two sessions. Some wandering souls are trying to use this joy to forget the pain of their souls being bound, so they often come to ask for it, and some really like Yulian and love his type-Charlotte Special is one of them.

At that time, the alchemist, who was not familiar with the world, only knew about the research, and now there have been such changes.

Thinking of this, Yulian showed a helpless smile. They are always changing, and they are groping forward. Is this really a good tendency for wandering souls?

Thinking of this, Yulian shook his head, reluctantly throwing his thoughts away, and then he walked out of the room.

The cold wind at night was unusually cold, but O'Falil didn't feel a hint of chill. At this moment, she was standing on a hillside at the front of the defense line, watching the battlefield that was already shrouded in darkness in front.

"What are you thinking?"

Yulian stared at her back and walked forward slowly, looking at O'Falil with a smile. Perceiving his vision, O'Falil turned her head to look at Yulian, then nodded, and then she turned back to look at the darkness in the distance.

"Sir Yulian, it's so late, don't you go to rest yet?"

"I'm bored, go out and walk, what about you? What's going on here so late? Today, the Sith Empire suffered a loss and will not send people to carry out night raids anymore. Don't worry."

"I know."

O'Fallar replied softly, and then she bit her lip, and a look of embarrassment appeared on her face.

"I just... want to see the battlefield."

Hearing this answer, Yulian did not speak. He just shrugged his shoulders, then turned his head, and also enjoyed the night scenery. For a moment, the two fell silent. Only the cold, howling wind, and the fires burning the corpses in the distance, the tiny sound echoed in the darkness. After a long time, O'Falil opened his mouth to break the silence.

"Master Yulian, I used to not hate war."

"....................."

"Although I maintain a certain distance from the military, I know that political power and military power are inseparable. If you want to achieve better goals in diplomacy and other political affairs, then you need the support of military power. The most direct method of strength is war. Of course, I take it for granted that although soldiers may die in war, their deaths are meaningful, their lives are dedicated to the country, and we will Give their sacrifices the same reward...but now it seems that things are not the same as I thought."

Speaking of this, O'Falil looked away and looked at the fire in the distance.

"A war like today, I never thought it would happen, just aimlessly, just to test each other, so many people will die, their deaths seem too meaningless, and even if we win The same is true. I don’t know why these soldiers died. But I know that they didn’t get the honor they deserved. They didn’t even get a burial place after death. Completely destroyed in the flames. Even if their loved ones want to come here to remember and commemorate them in the future, I am afraid they do not know what to look for."

Ovalier lowered her face, her voice trembling.

"Sir Yulian, I have only now discovered that my understanding of war is really superficial. Perhaps, I am not at all suitable for the battlefield."

"Everyone has a different view of war, which is normal."

Julian finally spoke, and he reached out and patted Ovalier's shoulder.

"You think this battle is meaningless, then it means that you have not fully taken yourself into the role of a commander. Is there a meaning in a battle? That is something that is given to civilian officials and historians to comment on, of course, For the group of guys who stand and talk back and back pains, even the confrontation between hundreds of thousands of troops may be judged as meaningless by them......... Well, but we are not historians, we do not need For the commanders on the battlefield, it is our meaning to the commander on the battlefield to win every victory as far as possible. As for whether it involves justice, human rights and other boring things, it is all waiting. Things to summarize after the war."

"and so…………"

Speaking of this, Yulian paused for a moment.

"You don't need to struggle with this issue, because for us, the question of whether it makes sense is meaningless in itself."

"...Frankly, I still can't understand what you said."

Hearing Yulian's words, O'Falil thought for a moment, then shook his head helplessly.

"After all, I have too few of these experiences, and I can’t fully judge what you said is right or wrong, just like I can’t see through you, Master Yulian. Until now, I know nothing about you, So, I don’t know how to face what you said."

"Is this complaining?"

"Just stating the facts."

Facing Yulian's gaze with a smile, O'Falil looked down with a red face.

"After all, I’ve been a princess of the Kingdom of West anyway, but even me, I don’t know that Master Larry Bod would actually know you... and the ultimate Knights, Lord Yulian, Everything about you is a fan for me, so, I..."

"Unknown leads to confusion and fear. I know what you mean, Miss O'Falil."

Youlian smiled and interrupted O'Falir's careful words.

"Of course, I never thought of concealing these, just because you didn't ask, so I didn't take the initiative to explain."

"So, what do you mean, as long as I ask a question, you will answer? Lord Yulian?"

Hearing this, O'Falil's blue eyes flashed a glimmer of light.

"I will reserve the right not to answer."

With that said, Yulian clapped her hands.

"Okay, Miss O'Falriel, what do you want to know?"

"So..."

Hearing Yulian's inquiry, O'Falil thought for a moment, and then she raised her head curiously, staring at the teenager in front of her.

"I hope to know your story, Master Yulian." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. .)

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