I don't know how long it was.

Holder felt the cold iron bar in his hand being picked up.

But his mood still didn't relax for a moment.

He was ready to die, but now he just wants to live, and this may be where the complexity of human beings lies.

After identifying Edward as the real "king" of the Northlands, it seemed that the defeat was no longer a shame for him, which made him look forward to the battlefield in the South.

As a general, a commander on the battlefield, what he was afraid of was not death, but the meaninglessness of death, and even more afraid that he would not be able to participate in the great war in the south.

Even in the middle of winter, the sweat on Holder's forehead was dripping like a summer rainstorm.

God, he would rather face three hundred soldiers than face this "man" in front of him, who was ten years younger than him.

"Are you Holder? You are the veteran of the famous family, but why did you bring the head of the elder of your famous family to meet me?"

The man's voice was the kind of accent that came from the south, and although he could vaguely tell that it was in the same language as his, it still felt very hoarse and unfathomable.

This couldn't help but make Holder a little afraid to raise his head, and even the mildness in the man's tone was selectively ignored.

And Edward couldn't see that Holder didn't make any new moves for a long time, but just blindly knelt on the ground, and his mood inevitably became a little irritable.

A thought flashed through his mind.

I heard that most people from famous families are proud to marry their cousins, but most of the children born do not receive more pure "divine favor", but instead give birth to a group of children born with defects.

Could it be that the person in front of him, although he has a little talent on the battlefield, is essentially a dull idiot?

"Lift up your head, answer my questions, and show me what you look like!"

These orders are finally easy to understand, Edward thought as he wiped a sweat in his heart. He actually has a lot of psychological pressure, and this is the first time he and Holder have met, in case this guy is a complete idiot, and this idiot kills those elders who can speak in famous families......

Then he had no choice but to withdraw from here with as many goods and soldiers as he could.

Because it would take a lot of time and troops just to quell the rebellion of those nobles and nobles of the famous family, and by the time he finished quelling the rebellion, it was estimated that the legions of the Great Pruss would be able to climb to this place.

At that time, he will fight the elite of the Great Prussians with a tired army.

Fortunately, before Edward made up the picture of his own head, the fat man in front of him finally raised his head.

Although he was still a little afraid to look at Edward directly, he could understand his words.

"Your Excellency?"

Holder was a little dazed, he had actually just been waiting for Edward's decision on his fate, but he didn't expect Edward to look at his appearance first to make a decision.

Naturally, he didn't think about Edward in the direction of any special hobby, he just secretly admired it in his heart.

"It is so rare and unfathomable that the king of man has the art of face-to-face, and it is no wonder that so many priests are bent on supporting him as the king of the Wiegand people. ”

And when Edward saw the fat on Holder's face clearly, the little bit of heart that had just been raised couldn't help but sink a little.

He frowned slightly.

"You are so talented, you have military merits, and you are from a ...... Born of noble birth, it stands to reason that you are the most deserving person in your tribe to be the leader of the Alliance, and why did you send that waste of Nocas to power?"

Edward's implication was to ask Holder to explain whether he had any illness, but these things were in Holder's ears, which was a kind of appeasement to him.

There was a rush of ecstasy in his heart.

Since the leader recognized his talents, he certainly wouldn't die.

Thinking of this, he arched towards Edward again to express his gratitude.

The corners of Edward's mouth twitched a few times, and in order to avoid the fat man from seeing the embarrassed look on his face, and to leave a little self-esteem as a fig leaf for the fat man, Edward turned his face to the other side.

"Ahem...... Do you have any other available talents in your army, who can be from your famous families, and call them over to communicate with me?"

Holder quickly got up from the ground, said a word, and ran all the way from Edward's front to his army.

Although this was somewhat different from the surrender ceremony he imagined, Edward ordered him to return to the army to recruit available talents for him, and set his sights on the south, obviously preparing for the next war!

Moreover, he also ordered himself to go back to recruit talents, and did not let people follow and supervise him, obviously because he had great trust in himself to make such a choice.

Thinking of this, his fat body couldn't help but speed up a few steps.

Running around for the king's affairs, although he is tired, he is happy and relieved when he is tired!

Perhaps, even he Holder himself didn't figure it out, it was precisely because in his past life, he had always had the consciousness of this kind of tool man, that he finally fell to such a state.

Of course, perhaps in the new era, his talent can be developed in a new way.

Looking at the white ball of fat that rushed out, Edward sighed deeply.

"Has the famous family really degenerated to such a point? Can't even find a general with a normal brain?"

He subconsciously waved the short sword in his hand, which was just offered by the fat man.

And the blade made a sharp whine through the air.

The sun shone on the sword, reflecting a dazzling white light.

This is still a little bit of blood stains on the upper sword body, otherwise it can be clearer and more translucent.

Edward was so surprised by the sharpness of the sword that he immediately gave one of his men his original saber and then concentrated on playing with it.

Of course, in order to save time, of course, he was not only playing with this sword, but also walked to the ranks of the famous army while playing with this sword.

In order to save the hearts of the famous warriors, in his opinion, although these elders can no longer be used for themselves, they should also find a place to bury them and make a memorial meeting for them or something.

In short, he had to make a very respectful gesture towards these elders, and no matter what, he couldn't let the pot of that forced the famous elders to die be buckled on his head.

Since he couldn't find a suitable scabbard for the time being, he could only walk over with the sword in his hand.

And when the famous generals found out that it was Edward who was holding this sword, they all showed a little shock on their faces.

They hesitated for a moment, then fell to their knees before Edward.

Edward saw that those generals who were still unruly had become so obedient, but he didn't think much about it, just reached out and pinched the wolf's head on his head.

Could it be the miracle of this thing?

It seems that the wolf skins that I saved in the warehouse before can be put to use......

Eventually, he walked to the position of the elders' corpses.

He looked at the wounds of the corpses and found that although the elders showed signs of struggle, most of them were killed with one blow.

This reminded him of the fat man's figure in his head, and he subconsciously shook his head.

"No, it won't be him, the fat man, who takes two steps and takes three breaths, and if you want me to believe that he is a master of the sword, it is better to make me believe that the guard next to him did it. ”

He gave the order to dig a pit to the two guards beside him, and he turned his attention behind him.

It was a white knoll, and on the knoll there were more than two hundred soldiers who had not been fully disarmed.

Although he trusted his subordinates and could protect him, he was conservative and planned to keep an eye on them personally.

This was mainly because he really didn't bother to be a burrowing overseer.

Instead of spending time on those things, it would be better for him to see what else could be found among these people.

It was also at this time that the ball-like fat man walked into his eyes again

It was only at this point that he clearly looked a little different.

He first pointed out a dozen or twenty men from among the two hundred, ordered them to stand in a row, and scolded them, and at last he seemed to be a little dissatisfied, so he took a thorn from the hand of the guards who stood respectfully waiting, and drew it according to one of the strong men.

This couldn't help but make Edward sweat again.

For example, in this case, it is a good thing that the soldiers do not take the initiative to mutiny, and this fat man dares to go up and provoke him, he simply doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

He didn't even get up with it. After all, this fat man is a good person, he gave him such a sharp sword, and he is willing to do things for himself, such a person, even if he is really stupid, there is no reason to watch him die in vain.

Thinking of this, he almost ordered his guards to climb up to the hill to save people.

But what surprised him was yet to come.

The soldier who had been whipped took the initiative to whip himself several times in front of everyone after being whipped, and even seemed to cry.

The fat man looked like he had relented, but he just pinched his waist and didn't stop the soldier from lashing at him.

But just as he held out a hand, as if to dissuade him, Edward noticed with some embarrassment that the fat man seemed to notice that he was observing him.

It made him always feel like he was being discovered.

Just when he didn't know whether to say hello to this fat man to relieve his embarrassment, he was surprised to find that this person was like he had injected himself with chicken blood.

As a result, after handing the whip from the soldier's hand, he threw it directly on the ground, and then pulled out a long sword directly from the waist of the soldier on the side, pointing it directly at the soldier's neck.

Edward couldn't sit still anyway, and he hurriedly climbed up the hill with a few guards.

It's a trivial matter for these soldiers to slaughter this fat man, but what if they instigate a mutiny?

When the fat man saw Edward rushing up directly, he immediately stopped what he was doing.

When Edward had climbed the hill, he put away his sword and stood aside with a respectful expression.

The warriors, who looked unruly from a distance, faced him with a more humble attitude, and even the warrior who had just been nearly killed by Holder stood by with his hands tied, treating him as well as the other warriors.

"Holder, what's going on?" asked Edward, a little confused.

"My lord, this soldier is ...... Disloyal to your rule, I ordered him to be your general and serve you, but when this softball heard that he was going to take the place of a famous general, he rejected your offer, and I was about to punish him. ”

Holder said, still wrinkling his chubby face.

"Although you have specified that you want me to select more generals from famous families to serve you, with all due respect, with those wine bags and rice bags, they can't even lead the troops in line, how can they be loyal to the king?"

"If you want me to say, it's okay for you to let them be pawns, and be the generals who lead the troops, it's too far away!"

Edward was obviously a little uncomfortable with such an extremely organized Holder, and he was stunned for a moment, trying to find a clue in the middle.

"You mean, this soldier doesn't want to serve me, but I can see that he is humble. ”

"You're right, he's just too humble, too cowardly. Holder stretched his waist slightly, and the action caused the fat on his body to tremble several times in a row. "Since he does not want to serve you, allow me to put him to death, so that I can follow suit. ”

Edward opened his mouth in embarrassment. He only felt that the little "kingly demeanor" that he hadn't easily saved before the decisive battle had been completely messed up by the fat man in front of him.

"Can you kill one of him, and then kill everyone who doesn't want to serve me?"

It was originally just a critical remark, but it made Holder believe it.

"If you insist, I can do it for you. ”

The fat man said. "It only takes you and me a few days to go around those famous tribes, and then I can slowly solve these problems......

On the hillside, the king in the wolf's coat was silent, in the eyes of outsiders, he seemed to be majestically considering the gains and losses of this matter, but in fact, he was just repeatedly annoyed in his heart that he had not been bad for his previous attitude towards Holder, and the ecstasy he felt after reaping such a fierce general.

At this moment, the two soldiers who were in charge of digging the pit at the bottom of the mountain shouted:

"Master, the graves used to bury those old men have been dug, do you still need to bring any embellishments?"

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