Hail the King

Chapter 440 , Fear of the Nobles

"Gods above, this is the real warrior!"

Seeing the last barbarian soldier in the city and the two Ajax masters die together, the officers of the Shuangqi City garrison at the top of the city were all admired and ashamed, their hearts were full of blood, but they felt it was a pity However, such fifteen warriors forged with iron and blood died in the endless crowd tactics of their opponents. In fact, if they were used properly, these warriors could have played a greater role.

However, Fei didn't have any emotional changes because of the death of the fifteen barbarian fighters.

He took out the [Desert Eagle] again, drew the longbow, and shot arrows continuously.

Under the city, Ajax warriors were directly nailed to the ground one after another.

These warriors are the elite of the Ajax Heavenly Killing Battalion.

Although they were mixed among the ordinary soldiers, they could not hide from Fei's aura. They stood out like torches in the dark night. Fei shot them out with one arrow after another. Thirty or forty masters were nailed to death under the city. Clara, the favorite general of Fairhunton, was the first to die under the arrow. Later, he felt the threat of death. The masters retreated one after another...

Although the current Sun Fei has experienced a lot and can grasp some major aspects, there is a huge gap between the officers who have really experienced the baptism of war in terms of grasping the details of the battlefield. , Sun Fei handed over the control of the situation to the officers of the garrison in Shuangqi City. He was just sitting under the enemy tower at the west city gate, killing the masters who appeared before the opponent's army, and helping those who were in danger at any time. Our own soldiers in the border.

At this time, the officers of the garrison and thirty holy warriors had already participated in the battle for the city wall, leading soldiers to fight repeatedly with the enemy on the kilometer-long city wall.

As for the divination and death of the fifteen barbarian warriors, Fei didn't feel any huge fluctuations in his heart.

Because the death of these fighters in the real world does not mean their real demise, as long as he wants, Fei can still summon them from the dark world to continue to fight, which is almost like Fei can revive them at any time—— Of course, this kind of 'resurrection' is not unlimited. Judging from the information told by the mysterious cold voice in his mind, summoning barbarian warriors three times a day is Fei's current maximum summoning limit.

As long as Fei is willing, he can now resummon the fifteen barbarian warriors who died in the battle.

Today he still has two summoning opportunities.

But Fei didn't do that.

Because His Majesty the King suddenly grasped some more suitable methods of using these fifteen barbarian fighters, he found that he seemed to be able to give orders to these barbarian fighters through his mind, making them move towards the target he chose Initiate an impact. In this case, the role of barbarian fighters should be greatly improved.

He was thinking about how to maximize the role of these fifteen barbarian warriors, instead of simply charging into battle and only playing the role of dead soldiers like now.

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The city wall on the north side of Double Flag City.

Since the Ajax army mainly attacked the city gates on the east and west sides, the pressure here was relatively lower. The two armies shot bows and arrows at each other across the city wall, and five or six siege ladders could not cause damage to the defenders on the city wall. what a threat.

In the low building in the center of the northern city wall, a dozen or so nobles wearing gorgeous armor and cloaks were gathering to discuss something.

"This new theater commander is obviously a ruthless character, and he has made it clear that he wants to be our enemy. What should we do?"

"Hmph, the king of a small dependent country dares to ride on our heads and act recklessly once he gains power. Could it be that the Imperial Army and the Palace of Knights just let him do whatever he wants?"

"The Palace of Knights? Hehe, five of the ten ruling knights in the Palace of Knights were defeated by King Chambord. It is said that Akinfeev, the Grand Knight Commander, admired King Chambord and wanted to protect him. Can the Palace of Knights hold him How about it?"

"That is, since the Imperial Army has chosen to appoint him as the first commander of the Ajax theater, this is already very telling!"

"You mean...does the empire want to attack us? No way?"

The nobles, big and small, no longer had the usual arrogance and domineering on their faces. They all looked panic-stricken and chattered, but they couldn't draw any useful conclusions. Do whatever they want, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, even the big bosses of the empire can't control them, but now, this kind of happy life is coming to an end, King Chambord Alexander, this young but ruthless figure is like A majestic giant mountain weighs on the hearts of the nobles. Just thinking about what happened today will make everyone shudder.

"Don't shut up." Maybe he was distracted by the noise, the fat man who had been sitting behind the only large beech table in the hut in the enemy building patted the table heavily and roared angrily.

All of a sudden, the entire enemy building fell silent, and the nobles, big and small, shut their mouths obediently and looked at the fat man.

This is a very fat guy. He looks about forty years old. Sitting on a big beech wood chair, his bloated body is like a mountain of meat. The largest special silver armor is almost covered by his fat body. The fat chin and the strips of white meat on the cheeks drooped, covering the neck like a Shar Pei, and even the eyes and mouth were almost submerged in the fat.

The fat man's name is Soroyev.

The lord of Double Flag City.

Before Fei arrived, he was the actual controller of Shuangqi City, the veritable earth emperor.

but now? Everything has changed.

Soroyev's head was about to explode from the quarrel of the nobles in his ears, so he slapped the table to end the meaningless debate that had lasted for almost half an hour since more than 20 minutes ago. But when the nobles looked at him with questioning eyes, Soroyev could only wave his hands irritably, but couldn't come up with any ideas.

This is the first time he has encountered such a predicament.

Two times of temptations, Soroyev has already felt the hidden crisis, which is an undisguised murderous intent, he feels like a lamb quietly watched by a terrifying beast, as long as he takes any wrong step , in danger of being torn to pieces by wild beasts at any time.

How long has he not felt this kind of danger?

Meeting such an unreasonable opponent as King Chambord Alexander, Soroyev felt exhausted for a while.

In Azeroth, the strong are respected. In terms of power, King Chambord is now the second-class hereditary nobleman of the empire, and the number one commander in the war zone. In terms of strength, Alexander can walk in and out of an army of ten thousand with ease. , and he, Soroyev, a former two-star warrior, was far beyond his reach.

When the strength and power were not as good as his opponent, Soroyev found that all the things he relied on in the past had lost their effect.

Just like wild dogs on the side of the road and fat pigs in a slaughterhouse, any struggle is powerless, and they can only pray for the mercy of their opponents, or wait for the butcher knife to pierce their bodies in endless torment.

However, if he really gave up at this point, Soroyev would be so unwilling.

"Obey King Chambord's order for the time being. If you offend this lunatic, the consequences will be unimaginable. You can only paralyze him with a submissive attitude, and when the opportunity comes... Hey, anything can happen." Soroyev said slowly Slowly sorted out his thoughts, and said one word at a time: "The status you have today is not achieved by fighting fiercely. What we need now is patience. I believe that opportunities will definitely come."

Soroyev has a high prestige among the nobles in Twin Flags City - of course, this prestige is established by being cruel, so after he made a decision, the nobles in the enemy building and hut can only Nodding in agreement.

"My lord, Carol, Adam, Miller, and a dozen other guys did not follow Alexander's order and led their troops here. Should I send someone to urge them..." There were four people beside the big beech wood table. The ten-year-old middle-aged nobleman thought of something and asked softly.

"Don't pay attention to them, wait for King Chambord to deal with them." Soroyev stood up tremblingly with the support of two guards around him, and said with a sinister smile: "Several old things who don't know how to live or die have always been against me. Just use King Chambord's hand to get rid of them, hehe, those guys are old-fashioned and want to show off their seniority..."

At this moment, bursts of cheers like a tsunami suddenly sounded outside the hut of the enemy building.

"Ajax retreat!!"

"Haha, this group of damned desert bandits were frightened by us!"

"Go away, chop suey, go back to your mother's arms and suck your milk!"

The cheers of the soldiers for the rest of their lives sounded like a tide, and the shouts of killing gradually subsided, and the hurried horns and drums sounded between the sky and the earth, indicating that the fierce fighting was temporarily over.

"Huh? The Ajax have retreated? Come with me to have a look."

The way Soroyev walked like a bouncy ball made people laugh, but none of the nobles behind him dared to really laugh out loud. The nobles carefully walked out of the huts of the watchtower, hid behind the battlements and looked out , Sure enough, after throwing the corpses all over the place, the Ajax people were receding into the distance like a tide...

"Finally back..." Almost everyone let out a sigh of relief. Even though they were hiding in the strong and guarded enemy building hut just now, they still felt terrified, and now they finally felt relieved.

Clang! ,

Soroyev pulled out a half-meter-long sword from his waist, cut the corpse of an Ajax man in two, rubbed the blood on the sword against his armor, and then let the guards I wiped some blood on my body, tore up some joints of the battle armor, and left a few traces of swords on purpose. After thinking about it, I was still uneasy, and I gritted my teeth and gently pulled a few on my arms and thighs. Only then did he nod his head full of blood.

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