Hail the King

With the general here, he should be able to guarantee that other soldiers will not be persecuted, right?

In a desperate situation, Ribery can only do this, using the most optimistic guesses to comfort himself.

"My lord... My lord..." The last remaining soldier on the opposite side saw that Franck Ribery's expression was not right, so he couldn't help calling softly, "My lord, are you alright?"

This is a handsome young man, only nineteen years old, still very young, but he is very brave in combat, and he is also very clever. He is an orphan whose parents died. After joining the army, he performed well in several battles and was selected by Franck Ribery. He served in his personal battalion. In the war not long ago, out of the more than 20,000 soldiers in the entire garrison, he was one of the 20 heroic soldiers who were commended and awarded by the supreme commander of the theater, King Chambord Alexander, for their bravery and meritorious service. .

"I'm fine." Franck Ribery opened his eyes, looked at the young man opposite, and showed a smile on his face: "Don't worry... little guy, are you afraid?"

The young man touched his nose mischievously, and said with a smile: "My lord, you underestimate people, I am not afraid, I am a warrior who killed the Ajax sand ghost with you and Lord Alexander, and got the hero medal Look, look!" As he spoke, the young soldier spread out his palm, revealing a silver medal with a gold coin on it, engraved with the sword peak of Zenit Empire Martial Sacred Mountain, and the young man's name engraved on the other side .

This is the reward medal designed by King Chambord, the first commander in the theater. There are 20 medals in total, each of which is engraved with the name of the recipient. An ordinary soldier who performed well.

After Franck Ribery and the others were captured, everyone was searched, but no one knew how this guy had hidden the medal on his body and was not searched away.

Seeing this medal, Franck Ribery couldn't help but smile, and suddenly thought, if at this time, the designer of the medal is in Twin Flags City, with his unscrupulous character and extraordinary strength, I'm afraid Solo Yev, Matheson and the others don't dare to be so arrogant, do they?

"My lord, when you were taken away by them, we all quietly saved these. Look, there are still a few pieces of shredded pork. It's really delicious. You should eat it soon. When you are full and have enough strength, you can recover." Strength, you can kill it..." The young man carefully put away the medal, then turned around, pulled a few times from the withered grass in the cell behind him, and brought out a bowl of slightly dry rice as if by magic, and swallowed. Across the iron fence, with a flick of his wrist, he accurately retreated the rice bowl to Ribery's cell.

A group of people were imprisoned in this cell for three whole days, and only received food twice. Franck Ribery can be sure that this bowl of rice was secretly saved by the soldiers and left for himself... Thinking of this, he again I couldn't help a burst of anger and regret. The anger was because of the viciousness of Matheisen and Soloyev, and the regret was my own carelessness.

"I'm really hungry, so let's eat half of each person." Franck Ribery knew that if he refused to eat, the young people would definitely not eat. He had to cheer up and not pass on his negative emotions to the other side. The young soldier smiled slightly, he ate half of it, and was about to push half a bowl of rice under the city to the young soldier who watched him eating and couldn't help but his throat twitched and forced to suppress the hunger.

I was locked up for three days and three nights, and I only ate two meals, and everyone would faint from hunger.

The young soldier was about to refuse in a panic, at this moment, the iron door of the underground prison in the distance was opened, and there was a burst of loud footsteps.

Ribery's heart trembled: again?

On the other side, the young soldier who had been trying to keep his expression relaxed, his face suddenly turned white. Obviously, he had already guessed that something unexpected had happened to his nineteen companions when they were taken away. He had been calm before, but In order not to make his chief more sad.

However, he was still only a nineteen-year-old child after all, and at this moment, he finally felt scared inevitably.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, like the call of death.

"My lord, my lord, can you... keep this for me? When we go out... you can return it to me..." The young soldier's voice trembled, and he suddenly thought of something, and took the medal that was regarded as his life , lightly threw it to Franck Ribery, paused, and then said: "In case...in case I can't get out, please tell Lord Alexander that I am a brave soldier. At the last moment, I have not tarnished the honor of this medal."

At this moment, Ribery was so sad that he wanted to cry.

"Come on, come on, you bastards, you bastards like dogs, come and catch me, don't take him away, he is still a child, knows nothing, inhuman bastards, sooner or later One day, King Chambord knows what happened here, and your end will come..." Franck Ribery suddenly slammed into the iron fence like crazy, roaring wildly, he felt that the anger in his heart was about to explode.

However, six soldiers in black fine armor walked over silently and mercilessly, opened the opposite cell door mercilessly, and dragged the young guard away.

A nobleman leading the team suddenly turned around when he heard the words, looked at Franck Ribery, and said with a sinister smile: "Don't worry, in two hours, it will be your turn, hehe, you will survive or not!" I can't die... As for King Chambord? His Royal Highness will soon get rid of this stupid little king, hehe..."

The footsteps gradually faded away, and finally there was the sound of the iron door closing.

Franck Ribery's eyes were about to crack, his five fingers scratched the bloodstains on the iron fence, but he was powerless to stop it from happening. The fighting spirit Xingxuan in his body was destroyed from the very beginning, and the fighting spirit channel was also shattered and abolished. With martial arts cultivation base, now he is only a little stronger than ordinary people.

The rapid and heavy breathing gradually calmed down.

Franck Ribery sat down slowly, picked up the half bowl of rice left on the ground, and ate it up bit by bit, with great care, without wasting a single grain, and ate it cleanly, then began to close his eyes and meditate, Seize every minute and every second to recover and wait for the last chance to come.

These two hours are so long and so difficult.

Two hours later.

Amidst the bang, the iron door far away from the cell was opened again.

"Franck Ribery, hehe, Lord Legion, it's your turn, don't you really want to know where your twenty soldiers are? Let's go, you will know soon..." Franck Ribery's man was the city lord Soloyev. This fat pig-like guy had viciousness and ridicule in his small eyes. With a wave of his hand, six armored soldiers came over and set up Franck Ribery. go outside.

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First update.

Release Notes

The remaining two chapters today will be updated at 11:30 in the evening, two in one, and the content will be more refreshing.

Otherwise, it may be tangled.

By the way, let's talk about tonight's commentary, don't blame the knife, I was forced to publicize.

Copy today's single chapter——

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618、Strange Situation

Franck Ribery did not resist, saving every ounce of energy, and followed Soloyev and his party towards the outside of the prison.

The cold and damp tunnel presents a gloomy black color, with unspeakable horror. If you look carefully, you can even see darker black mottled spots on the wall, exuding a stench, which should be The splashed blood drops, after many years, have dried up and stained the stone wall, covering the original color of the stone wall, leaving only a dark brown that makes the spine chill.

On this narrow and deep corridor, I don't know how much blood was left and how many people died before it became what it is today.

It was like hell.

"Hey, Mr. Frank, speaking of it, we have worked together in Twin Flags City for more than ten years. For more than ten years, we have been living in peace, but why did you immediately turn your face and deny him when King Chambord came? People, follow that damned stupid pig king, put the butcher's knife on the heads of our old friends? Isn't this not enough friends?"

With a mocking smile on his face, Soloyev taunted Ribery with a gesture of mastery.

Franck Ribery looked up at him, and said in a low voice: "I just hate that I didn't persuade Lord Alexander to kill you, this old fat dog with evil intentions!"

A look of anger flashed across Soloyev's face, he smiled instead of anger, and said, "Why bother, that idiot little king will be slaughtered by His Royal Highness sooner or later, hum, that Alexander doesn't even look at himself What kind of thing is it that you dare to oppose His Highness the Prince, you don't know how to live or die, you follow him so desperately, just to die together, for the sake of you and I have worked together once, I will give you one last chance, you just need to plot against King Chambord Confess the crime of treason, and I will definitely convince Lord Mattison to spare your life."

"Ha, Lord Alexander, is a strong man in the world, who can do anything to him? Old fat dog, although I, Frank Ribery, am not a hero, I will definitely not be like you, a begging villain. If you want to eat, you can lick whose ass!"

"You..." Soloyev finally couldn't contain his anger anymore on his plump face.

He could no longer maintain the richness of the nobility, so he reached out his hand viciously and patted the scar on Ribery's back, and then rubbed it vigorously, until strands of blood flowed from the scar that had just healed. Seeing the uncontrollable pain on the latter's face, he said sharply: "Well, idiot, you just wait for death. After a while, you will be like your twenty soldiers." , life is worse than death!"

Ribery's face changed: "What happened to my brothers?"

At this moment, Soloyev's slightly squinted eyes suddenly showed a look of horror, as if he had thought of something extremely terrible, and then he smiled grimly: "Don't worry, you will know soon .”

I walked all the way for about ten minutes, winding and twisting. I should have left the dungeon, but entered another more hidden place.

This is an extremely deep stone palace.

The two sides of the main hall were full of soldiers with sharp swords and armor, standing vigilantly on the side of the road and under the corridor.

There are also hidden magic fluctuations coming from all around, obviously full of traps.

Ribe didn't change his face, but his brain was running fast, firmly remembering the route along the way, remembering the location of every building and intersection, and constantly calculating in his heart, but unfortunately, his fighting spirit has been destroyed Otherwise, at this time, he can get away completely.

Enter the main hall and walk deep along the red carpet.

After another ten minutes, his eyes lit up.

It was the first time Ribery had been brought here in three days.

The lights on all sides are brightly lit, and there is a slight sweet fragrance in the air. There is no bloody smell like imagined, and there are no blood-stained instruments of torture. It is a rare peace, and the walls are decorated with resplendent gold ornaments. Long horns and withered deer heads, and a screen more than 20 meters long embroidered with scenes of warriors fighting on the battlefield, separated the main hall into two sections. Ten beautiful maids in white skirts stood quietly in front of the screen.

On both sides of the front half of the main hall, there are stone benches, standing twenty officers in black iron armor, all of them are extraordinary, and their bodies are shrouded in iron-blooded aura, about three or four-star dou qi realm, with solemn expressions, with a kind of With sympathetic eyes, he looked at Ribery.

In front of the screen, there are tables and chairs.

Franck Ribery's eyes fell on the person sitting on the stone chair in the middle.

Military Special Envoy Mattison.

This is a middle-aged man with an extremely burly figure, a slightly dark complexion, an upturned nose, leopard eyebrows and eyes, and a beard and hair. He is full of bloody hostility that cannot be concealed. He is wearing a black brocade robe and sits on a rock Sitting on the chair, with deep eyes and cruel arcs at the corners of his mouth, he looked down at Franck Ribery with pity.

"The First Prince regrets that you are a talent, and couldn't bear to kill you, so I will give you one last chance, do you want to say it?" Ma Taisen spoke slowly, with a cold tone, which caused the temperature in the hall to drop several degrees in an instant.

"Hmph!" Ribery just sneered when the other party asked him to say something.

"Okay, this is your own court for death." Matheson turned his head and sat beside him on an equal footing. Ever since Ribery entered the hall, he has been staring at Ribery's goatee and triangular triangle with a strange look. The old man said: "In this case, Mr. Alpha, the next thing is left to you."

Alpha, the goatee old man, nodded and waved again.

Two water magicians stood up, chanted for a while, waved out a sky-blue flame, and landed on Ribery's body. Waves of tingling and comfortable feelings immediately spread throughout Ribery's body. All the sore spots disappeared at this moment, and all the scars left on his body due to the previous torture were healed.

Franck Ribery was taken aback for a moment, not knowing what kind of trick his opponent was playing to heal him.

However, he still moved his body slightly to adjust his state.

The old man with goatee and triangular eyes flashed a cruel expression like a cat playing with a mouse in his eyes. He took out a small jasper bottle from his sleeve, weighed it in his hand, and said in a slightly regretful tone: "This is a bottle of jade. A bottle of purple magic potion, King Chambord called it [Comprehensive Recovery Potion]. At the beginning, he dedicated the formulated formula to His Royal Highness, and the royal pharmacists prepared it.

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