Hail the King

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Before the sun went down, the camp of the Chambord Expeditionary Force was finally set up.

Looking at the new camp that appeared by the river, people from the surrounding countries were all dazed. There was no other reason. The Shampoo camp was too extravagant. The camp was all black warm tents engraved with magic patterns, exuding a faint The fluctuation of magic power not only allows soldiers to never feel the coming cold, but also has a certain degree of early warning function. When they are attacked by the enemy, they can feel the movement of the outside world at the first time. Very capable.

Such a magic tent, not to mention that the value of each one is more than a thousand gold coins, and to activate and maintain the tent magic array, the magic stone energy must be consumed every moment, a low-grade magic stone It can only maintain the magic power needed to provide the tent magic circle for three days. Such treatment, even the king of a smaller dependent country can't enjoy it, and the Chambord people can let the most humble groom live in such a luxurious magic tent. This really made the surrounding dependent countries envious and jealous.

Of course, more people began to be shocked by the strength shown by the Chambord people.

Because apart from these fifty expensive magic tents, other military camp supplies, armor and weapons seem to have something to do with magic, so that the whole camp is filled with a faint magical atmosphere, as if a low-level temporary magic has appeared out of thin air. At the same time, a huge three-meter-high black iron tower shield with ten sides erected on each side of the camp, like an arrow tower, defended the entire Chambord camp. The archer with arrows stared at his surroundings vigilantly.

This kind of camp setting is not too different from the top ten first-class affiliated countries.

The inside story revealed by the Chambord people shocked those who observed secretly.

"These Chambords... are too extravagant!"

"It's hard to understand why a small sixth-class dependent country lives in the bitter cold of the northern frontier. It is said that it didn't even have the financial resources to equip soldiers with armor. Why is it so rich now? What happened?"

"Hmph, no matter how much you show off, you're just an upstart country bumpkin!"

Around the Chambord camp, there were many warriors and officials from other dependent countries, acquainted or unfamiliar, gathered in twos and threes, whispering to each other and making comments. Some countries that had previously regarded as private allies exchanged information. There are those who envy those who are close to them, those who admire and sigh, those who are silent and indifferent, those who are disdainful and jealous, and those who have ulterior motives or ulterior motives.

At this time, the atmosphere in the twenty-mile camp on the plain seemed to be peaceful, but it was actually very tense.

Although the Martial Arts Competition is seen by many imperial aristocrats, it is only a stage for those powerful subordinate countries to show their majesty in exchange for benefits, but for those small countries, there are also some small interests that can be pursued. Big countries eat meat, small countries Drinking soup, there are kings of small countries who are fantasizing about raising their own country's level, and there are kings of low-level dependent countries who are doing their best to support the royal family's level and existence. The system of the imperial martial arts competition makes any country Each country may become an opponent, so before the official start of the game, it is the best time and the last chance for each country to find out the details of each other.

And Sun Fei and others went out to the camp of the twenty-mile affiliated country, because the address of the camp they got was excellent, it immediately became the focus of everyone's attention, and what followed shocked everyone even more. Crude, one of the ruling knights, roared and challenged the sky, and even more so, the attention of all the countries in the twenty-mile affiliated country camp was focused on this small open space by the river.

Being able to be challenged actively by the top ten masters of the top ten ruling knights, no matter the final result of victory or defeat, this is already an honor that ordinary kings cannot match, and it is also the recognition of King Chambord's strength. He who knows its cause is better,

Soon, people began to spread the news about King Chambord Alexander's achievements on the twin tower peaks, which aroused a lot of experience and doubts, and people looked forward to the upcoming duel even more.

The plain of about 20 square kilometers from under the Moro Mountain Pass to the imperial capital St. Petersburg was neatly and orderly divided into large and small squares by the empire. Each square was stationed with an army of a dependent country. From the bird's-eye view of the sky, It's like a huge chessboard is laid out between the world and the 250 affiliated countries are the chess pieces on this chessboard, and a bloody battle between life and death is about to start.

As the focus of the twenty-mile affiliated state-run area, the Chambord people were treated as "crowded".

From noon to dusk, almost every participating vassal country has sent its own forces to the camp to test the strength of the Chambord people. According to the tradition of performing martial arts, a sixth-class vassal country has appeared that can provoke a challenge from the Judgment Knight. It is not good news for any country, because due to the schedule and order, this tiger that suddenly appeared may encounter any country in the game, and it may also threaten any country. The existence of Chambord made the city of Chambord already have a faint taste of the enemy of all countries.

In the evening, more and more people gathered around the Chambord camp.

There is nothing to avoid, maybe in a few days the two sides will meet each other in the battle, and it is not uncommon for there to be a lot of dead people in the martial arts competition. The most elite soldiers and samurai of the dependent countries have the most obvious killing spirit. Disagreements and sword-drawing incidents happen all the time. The empire does not prohibit private duels between the warriors of the dependent countries, and prepared in the camp area Fifty sword-testing arenas are used as venues for private duels. In the recent period, the number of people who have died in duels on the sword-testing arenas has exceeded one hundred. They all died on the sword test platform.

So standing at the side of the camp to observe the enemy's situation, the warriors with long swords and scimitars did it "fairly and aboveboard". For a while, the crowds gathered around the Chambord camp, full of excitement, like the entrance of the most famous gambling house in the imperial capital. Noisy.

Among the crowd, three or four handsome young men in brocade robes were the most eye-catching. They were surrounded by more than a dozen guards with distinctive armor, and each of them had a surging fighting spirit. No one around them dared to approach them. They all stood far away, looking at these young people with fear in their eyes.

"Prince Sola, what do you think of these Chambords? Will they pose a threat to us?" A handsome young man with long blue hair wearing a golden robe with a sapphire headband and clasped his arms across his chest asked.

"Hmph, it's just a bunch of country bumpkins who haven't seen the world!" Prince Sola sneered coldly, with slender brown eyebrows and a handsome face, but his aquiline nose made this handsome look a bit sinister. High-spirited, vain, with a slightly disdainful expression.

"Your Highness Sola, don't be careless. King Chambor defeated the Tenth Judgment Knight and attracted the Seventh Judgment Knight—the bloody knight Crude to make a move. It is definitely not an easy character! Even Your Highness Sola, you have already To advance to the five-star rank, I'm afraid I can't do anything to King Chambord!" Another purple-haired youth who also wore a golden crown headband held his sword in his hand and smiled slightly. This person feels a lot calmer, with a pair of eyes shining brightly, looking like a tiger, making him look deeper in the city. Moreover, there was a hint of provocation in his words.

"Hmph!" Prince Sola showed a trace of disdain under his hooked nose, snorted coldly and didn't say much, but there was obviously more eagerness and anger between his brows.

"Your Highnesses, I have seen King Chambord with my own eyes. His strength is indeed impressive, but he is arrogant and lawless. He is like a mad dog. Moreover, he is also very lustful. There are several women around him, all of whom are stunning in the world! "An old man with a goatee and only half an ear stood behind several young princes, and suddenly stroked the goatee and said.

"Oh? Stunning beauty in the world?" Among the four young people, the one who had never opened his mouth changed his expression. His hair was slightly thinning, his scalp was exposed, he opened his mouth, and he could see a mouthful of yellow teeth. He was short in stature, with strange facial features, and his complexion was sickly pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness. He heard the old man with a goatee and one ear and a shady bird say. The words 'extremely beautiful in the world' suddenly became energetic: "How stunning is it?"

There was a trace of sinisterness in the eyes of the goatee old man, but his mouth said respectfully: "His Royal Highness Zweitan, please forgive me for being rude, I want the four maids by your side to be ten times more beautiful and noble!"

"Ten times? Haha, hehe, interesting, really interesting!" The ugly Prince Zweitan licked his lips and smiled: "Maybe I should go and meet this interesting Chambord King!"

"It is an honor for His Royal Highness Tomsk, the head of the ten first-class dependent countries, to meet King Chambord..." the one-eared old man with a goatee complimented.

Not far from the group of princes in Chinese clothes standing out from the crowd, several black and thin young men in old leather armor have been staring at the gate of the Chambord Camp, with burning eyes shining in their eyes. I have been standing here for half an afternoon, I have been hesitating, I want to step into the door, but I seem to be scruples, and I still can't make up my mind.

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