Cech and Shepchenko were not angry when they heard Coman say this, because the Ajax man in front of him, who was as burly as a mountain and dragged a long knife, was indeed higher than himself, the two glanced at each other, smiled slightly, and opened their bodies to the sides to make a wide gap.

Koeman's gaze looked behind him along the gap between the two men.

When he saw the figure sitting quietly in the big tent, his pupils suddenly shrank.

In the brightly lit tent, a figure sat gracefully on a stone chair, holding a thick book with no name in his hand and reading it with relish, slightly bowing his head, dressed very casually, his thick long black hair was scattered behind it like a waterfall, his face was not clear, he was wearing a loose robe, barefoot, and a lazy demeanor, and he didn't care at all about the atmosphere of the imminent hand-to-hand battle outside the tent.

Beside this person, there was a strange-shaped giant beast that was more than four meters even if it was half-squatting, its strong limbs were as terrifying as a huge pillar, its black mane hung down like a waterfall to cover most of its head, and behind the mane, two huge crystal eyes could be faintly seen exuding undisguised hostility, Bai Sen's sharp jagged teeth seemed to be able to tear apart all opponents, his mouth opened slightly, and a faint smell of sulfur erupted from it, as if a mouth could spew out hot flames in a second......

If it weren't for the beast's long, black and shiny hair, perhaps Koeman would have thought that it was actually an ancient dragon that had disappeared, and its faint coercion and sulfur aura were exactly the same as those of the legendary dragon.

Obviously, a strange roar similar to a dog's barking just now was emitted by this demonic beast, and a roar scared more than 400 sand tigers into losing their ability to move.

Koeman's heart sank little by little.

He couldn't feel the level of this person's strength at all, without the slightest fluctuation of fighting spirit, he was just like an ordinary person with different martial arts, but being able to dissolve his full strength with one sword lightly was obviously not something that an ordinary person could do.

There is only one explanation for this, and that is that the strength of the other party has far exceeded the level of how much he can understand.

Tonight, it's dangerous!

The man who seemed to sense Coman's gaze and had been quietly holding a book and reading raised his head slightly, and a handsome face with heroic sword eyebrows flying obliquely into his temples appeared in Koeman's sight, with a faint smile on his face, and said: "Just now you were clamoring to see this king, and now that you see me as you wish, are you willing to kneel and surrender?"

This delicate and majestic man is naturally His Majesty the King who deliberately put on a battle pretend.

In front of his own people, he naturally wants to be harmonious, but he pretends to be forced in front of the enemy by chance, and makes an unfathomable appearance, which is definitely beneficial to physical and mental health, not to mention that for Sun Fei, the first time he leads the army to fight, it is natural to put on a show.

"Surrender on your knees?" Coman clenched the giant scimitar in his hand, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then smiled slowly: "Ajax, there have always been warriors who have died in battle, and there are no cowards who surrender, let alone ......" Speaking of this, he slowly swept over the surrounding Zenit soldiers, and said proudly: "What's more, if we are determined to break through, it is not impossible to rush out." ”

"Haha, just 400 people, dare to attack my vanguard barracks without knowing whether they are alive or dead, and rush out in vain?"

Sun Fei seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, shook his head and laughed: "This king has an order, within ten minutes, all of you four hundred, including you, will become bloody corpses, your heads will be cut off and piled up into mountains, and your corpses will be discarded in the wilderness and exposed to the sun for jackals and scavenging birds to peck at, just like you have done to my Zenit civilians these days!"

"Kill!kill!kill!!"

Sun Fei's words aroused the anger in the hearts of the soldiers, and the five or six thousand Zenit soldiers around them roared in unison, they beat the armor on their bodies with the weapons in their hands, approaching step by step, and the sound of the uniform symphony of gold and stone was surging like a tide, and the iron-blooded murderous aura was overflowing, and the morale of Zenit was like a rainbow, soaring into the sky, and the strong breath was suffocating.

Sun Fei put down the book in his hand, Huo Ran got up, and sneered: "If you don't believe it, you can try!"

As he got up, a strong bloody murderous aura that was almost impossible to cut through burst out from his body, and suddenly the space around him seemed to turn into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and Coman only felt that the wails of thousands of people sounded in his ears in an instant, as if the red pungent blood water was rushing like the sea, and it was as if the time and space transformation suddenly placed himself in a miserable and bloody ancient battlefield, and the air was lifeless.

It's horrible...... Momentum!!

Coman only felt that for a moment, an irresistible momentum pressed on his body, as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing on his back at the same time, and his body almost subconsciously launched an instinctive resistance, and his bones made a crunching sound, squeaking as if they were all shattered.

Immediately, Koeman knew he was wrong.

Couldn't be more wrong.

What the person in front of him said was not wrong, not to mention that he ordered six thousand elite Zenit soldiers to attack together, but I am afraid that the man in front of him will attack alone, and absolutely no one in the four hundred black torrents under his command will be able to escape.

This terrifying opponent, just by bursting out of his momentum, he had already made him, as a seven-star martial artist, unable to even stand on his feet.

"You...... What the hell is ...... Who is it?" asked Koman, bitterly holding his body with a giant scimitar.

"This king, the king of Chambord, Alexander!"

"Original...... It turned out to be ...... It's you, I'm ...... I've heard of you, and I'm wrong...... And so you did...... Really...... Poof!" The pressure on his body made Koeman's speech staccato, and eventually a mouthful of blood spurted out, unable to support it anymore, and his knee had bent down.

"Throw away your weapons, kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, this king will open the net today, and let the four hundred knights under your command leave alive. Sun Fei squinted his eyes slightly, and the corners of his mouth drew a strange arc.

"This can't be!" Coman struggled to prop up his body, and flatly denied: "Ajax warriors, absolutely not...... Won't kneel down to you...... They are all ...... is the most heroic...... Warrior!"

"Yes, they are all heroic warriors...... Sun Fei's gaze swept over the nervous and frightened faces of the Ajax cavalry, and sighed: "As far as I know, the task they received was only to clear the fields around the Twin Banners City for a hundred miles, which was a very easy task, and did not include attacking the Zenit Vanguard Legion, but unfortunately they met a stupid and arrogant commander, it was your stupidity that buried four hundred heroic soldiers, it was your great joy that put them in danger, and their wives, children, and parents will suffer for the rest of their lives because of your decision...... Now, you have a chance to redeem your mistakes, and if you throw away your weapons and gently bend your proud knees, you can save four hundred heroic Ajax warriors, and you can save more than four hundred Ajax families from the pain of family ruin, why not? Do you want them to die because of your stupidity and ignorant pride?"

Sun Fei's voice sounded like the temptation of the devil, ringing in the ears of every Ajax cavalryman, fluctuating the heartstrings in their hearts.

"No, you devil, you ......," Coman spurted blood.

He understood the significance of this battle better than anyone else.

This was the first meeting between the armies of the two sides in the true sense of the word.

Originally, Koeman also fantasized about being able to kill the commander of the Zenit Vanguard Army in one fell swoop and win the first war for the Ajax Empire, so as to boost the morale of the Imperial army, but since he miscalculated the form, he could not do this, so even if all 400 people died in battle and became an example of the loyalty and unyielding of the Imperial soldiers, he would never surrender on his knees.

If he chooses to kneel today, it will be a loss of more than just his glory.

It is also the pride of the entire Ajax Empire, which has been dormant for more than 20 years, and is about to rise.

If he knelt, the entire imperial family and military headquarters would be disgraced by this, which would be an unbearable blow to the Ajax people who were trying to rise, and a devastating subversion to the morale of the imperial soldiers.

The Zenit commander in front of him is so terrifying and vicious!

At this moment, Coman suddenly regretted it.

I regret it completely.

Even if he knew that he was besieged before, even if he knew that there were masters in the Zenit formation, even if he understood that the enemy in front of him was not something he could defeat, even if he understood that no one in his group of more than 400 people could go back alive, even if it was ...... Even if tonight's situation is a hundred times more dangerous, Coman will not regret it.

But now, he really, really regretted it.

The enemy in front of him is too terrifying, and he has a vicious scheming.

One of his own mistakes to underestimate the enemy will become a shame that is difficult to wash away by the soldiers of the Ajax Empire under the operation of this terrible opponent.

Chambord King Alexander, the name Coman has heard, the Ajax people have their own intelligence system, and they have been paying attention to the movements of the Zenits, and the recent Zenit Empire's fanfare vassal state martial arts competition is the object of their attention, and Alexander, the Chambord King, who is known as the first master of the two hundred and fifty vassal states of Zenit, naturally also appeared on Ajax's intelligence letterhead.

Alexander, the King of Chambord, was a vassal king who was called a rare genius by some intelligence officers.

Originally, Coman scoffed at this.

What genius can a small vassal king have?

This world has never been fair, almost all true geniuses are born under the background of real super nobles, royalty, and big chaebols, and only these super forces can cultivate a genius, even if the poor are talented, they will be annihilated because of the harsh conditions of the cultivation path, what kind of genius can a small Zenit sixth-rank vassal country have?

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The first update.