Hail the King

Chapter 346 , I Break It With One Punch

After the 3,000 Pioneer Legion set off, the school grounds were tense and busy. The army was making final preparations for departure. People were noisy and horses were neighing, wheels were rolling, and flags were covering the sky. All the important members of the military department and the great figures of the noble families in the imperial capital , and everyone from the second prince Dominguez's family all appeared in the school grounds to practice for the army.

Sun Fei was also invited, but he didn't show up on the school grounds.

In the cold weather, the exhaled air almost turned into ice. For a while, the white air exhaled by more than 60,000 people transpired and turned into dark clouds in the sky. The army also moved out in an orderly manner.

The whole scene is extremely spectacular.

It was also the first time for Fei to see such a large army marching out. The swords and guns were like forests, the crowds were like water, and a murderous aura permeated the sky and the earth. Thousands of soldiers exuded a kind of iron-blooded aura. Although this iron-blooded air is invisible, it fills the space between the heaven and the earth. Even the white air and dark clouds exhaled by more than 60,000 people in the sky were washed away by this iron-blooded air to form a huge cloud hole. Incredible meteorological spectacle.

The killing spirit exuded by thousands of soldiers even had a kind of awe-inspiring meaning, which made a master like Fei feel a sense of insignificance at this moment.

As the army continued to advance, flying past from a distance in the torrent-like army, Fei finally saw the Zenit in the distance who was proud of himself under the protection of the elite guards of the [Iron Blood Battalion], with a white horse and black armor. God of War] Andrei Arshavin.

Beneath a double-headed white ice bear, the iconic long banner of the imperial family, the commander-in-chief of the 60,000 Japanese Army appeared incomparably heroic, unparalleled in imposing manner, exuding a noble and majestic aura. The eyes of thousands of soldiers revealed an invincible demeanor.

Fei even keenly observed that the iron-blooded aura and awe-inspiring meaning emanating from thousands of soldiers actually had faint signs of enveloping this generation of [Military God], as if thousands of books The strength of the soldiers was blessed to Arshavin.

And against this aura, Arshavin's not-so-tall figure turned out to be incomparably tall, and a terrifying and noble aura that Fei had never seen before suddenly emerged from his body.

At this moment, the Empire [Military God] seemed to have noticed something. Turning his head to look over, a pair of lightning-like gazes fell on Fei, and soon noticed the person sitting next to Fei. Witch Paris.

The atmosphere at this moment is extremely delicate.

Although far away,

But Fei seemed to hear a heavy snort from the nose of the Empire [Military God].

This hum seems to be able to arouse the iron-blooded murderous aura of thousands of soldiers, just like the gods above the clouds in the nine heavens dress the world, full of an irresistible spirit.

At this moment, Fei really understood that the name of Arshavin [Military God] is definitely not a vain name.

Originally, in Fei's previous impression, Arshavin was not considered a very dazzling character. Although he had a six-star grudge, he was considered one of the masters in the empire, but his strength was only comparable to that of the top ten ruling knights. Almost, it is not considered the top military power of the empire. After Fei defeated the four knights of judgment in a row, he actually didn't pay much attention to this [Military God] in his heart.

But at this moment, Fei suddenly understood a little bit that Arshavin's [Military God] is not only based on the supremacy of personal force, the most important thing is his talent in commanding the army and his ability to control thousands of troops. The momentum and means of the time.

When Arshavin has tens of thousands of soldiers and horses under his command, this time is the real "Military God", like a god, predicting the enemy's opportunities first, invincible, invincible, winning from thousands of miles away.

At this moment, Arshavin seemed to have a faint aura that made Fei feel ashamed.

At the very least, Fei tried to ask himself over and over again, if he was commanding thousands of troops, could he be as clear-sighted as the prince with a white horse and black armor in the distance, combining the power of thousands of people with the new year? together?

The final answer is no.

At this moment, Fei was a little lost.

"Hehehe, why, you were shocked by the heroic posture of His Royal Highness the First Prince?"

The coquettish witch Paris's beautiful eyes were full of eroticism. Looking at Fei's pensive look, how could she not know what was going on in his heart, and softly comforted her.

"Actually, Alexander, you don't have to try to suppress others in everything, because there is no perfect person in this world, and even the gods in the sky are not perfect. Do you know? Like me, although there are people in the empire Many people don't like the eldest prince very much, but everyone must admit that since the founding of the empire more than 20 years ago, the eldest prince is definitely the most brilliant general among all the generals of the empire. Other than Emperor Xin, there is absolutely no one who can be the match of the First Prince. His kind of person was born for war, and his command art comes from the love of the gods. It is an unparalleled talent. As long as there are soldiers under his command, his No one can take away his demeanor, as long as he is in the army, he is the real military god."

Hearing that the witch Paris had to describe the first prince Arshavin in this way, Fei gradually realized that he might never have known a real first prince. In this world, there are many people, many Things, I didn't even have time to really understand.

but--

"Even though he has thousands of troops, I will break them with one punch."

Fei quickly got rid of this negative emotion, clenched his fists, and suddenly became full of confidence.

Because he quickly figured out the key point. There are countless paths to the strong. Maybe Arshavin chooses the path to the strong, but Fei prefers another way—he doesn’t want to risk his own safety. Entrust it to other people, even if these people are his followers.

A real strong man does not need thousands of troops, but only a pair of invincible iron fists.

Only when you are invincible can you be truly invincible.

I have my own way.

Paris didn't seem to have expected that Fei would break free from the atmosphere created by the First Prince's thousands of troops so quickly.

At this moment, this charming woman couldn't help but think of another figure for some reason——

Six years ago, that handsome and picturesque man who liked to hold a handicapped puppy stood on the gate of the imperial capital for the first time to watch the triumphant Empire [God of War], and this was the first time for the two old enemies. At that time, Domingos seemed to be shocked for a short moment, and then quickly yawned. Only she heard the man muttering at that moment, "It's boring, it's better to have a dog than to lead the army." '...

"By the way, there is one more thing that I am very curious about. In half a month, it will be the period of the Martial Saint War originally agreed upon by the Martial Saints of the two empires. Now that a full-scale war has broken out between the two empires, the Martial Saint War will continue." Is it on schedule?" Fei changed the subject, looking at the towering Wusheng Mountain in the depths of the imperial capital, and asked softly.

"In the continent of Azeroth, as long as the [Martial Saint Sticker] appears, nothing will affect the duel between the martial saints. The outbreak of war will only make the martial saint battle more meaningful." Paris shook Shaking his head, he stretched out his hands to brush his hair that was blown by the wind, and replied softly: "The battle of martial arts will greatly affect the victory or defeat of this battle. A contest of victory and defeat on the battlefield."

"Then do you know, Mr. Krasic, the Martial Saint, what are the chances of winning in the Martial Saint War?" Fei asked.

"No one can defeat Mrs. Krasic." Paris' answer was firm.

Fei was silent.

Because he had never really known the Imperial Martial Saint, nor did he know how powerful this legendary Lord Krasic was, a moon-level powerhouse? Or a Japanese Venerable? It seems that the people of the entire Zenit Empire have a fanatical belief in this Martial Saint. Even a witch like Paris is full of confidence in him. What kind of person is this Imperial Martial Saint? people?

After chatting about some irrelevant topics, Fei took the initiative to leave.

"Alexander, remember your promise." Paris stared at Fei's back and said suddenly.

"kindness?"

"Remember, no matter when and under what circumstances, as long as I speak, you must make a move for His Royal Highness Dominguez, even if there is only one move, remember?" Paris shouted loudly, Fei has a kind of Illusion, the witch is looking forward to her answer, her voice seems a little nervous.

"kindness."

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Under the blessing and gaze of thousands of imperial people, the Zenit army, like a long black dragon, finally crossed the Moro Mountains, traveled south, and disappeared on the horizon.

After Fei and Paris parted, they did not rush back to the Chambord camp, but still dressed up as a 'deadly running show', wandered around the state-run area affiliated to Ershili all the way, and secretly observed all the people entering the camp. An hour later, they came to the camp of Byzantine, the sixth-ranking dependent country.

Fei revealed his identity, and the vigilant eyes of the Byzantines turned into surprise.

He soon received a warm welcome from the Byzantines. Hearing the report from the guards, King Constantine didn't even have time to put on his shoes. Barefoot and Princess Isabella came out from the king's tent far away, using the highest standard of etiquette Come to welcome Fei.

Almost all Byzantines will worship and thank Fei as a savior.

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First update.

The train at night, the terrible Spring Festival travel, here I come.

At peak times, it's scary.