At Sun Fei's current speed, the distance of 1,000 miles from Chambord City to St. Petersburg, the imperial capital, is only more than ten minutes.

However, along the way, Sun Fei did not move forward at a high speed, but carefully observed.

The spiritual power spread like a tide, and His Majesty the King scanned from all sides like a humanoid radar, basically seeing the wind and grass all the way from Chambord City to St. Petersburg.

It is not wrong with His Majesty's guess at the beginning, the closer you get to the imperial capital of St. Petersburg, the stronger the power of the coalition army becomes, and layers of obstacles are set up along the way to block the army in the territory of Zenit.

Within a radius of 100 miles from the imperial capital of St. Petersburg, it has been completely under the control of Dortmund and Lyon and other multinational coalition forces, and the small-scale garrisons and cavalry are intertwined and scattered, and the earth is full of smoke, burning fires, and corpses are piled up, and it is like a hell.

The coalition forces seem to have some meaning of encircling and sending reinforcements, and they want to use this method to break through each and wipe out all the elite soldiers in the Zenit Empire when they are not brought together.

What reassured Sun Fei was that he did not encounter the Dortmund army rushing to Chambord City along the way, and the revenge of the Dortmund people seemed to have been delayed for some reason, and they had not taken Chambord City into account.

Along the way, His Majesty the King was not polite, and along the way, whenever there were masters above four-star in the camp of the two armies, they would be eliminated without mercy.

The two countries are at war, and there is not the slightest mercy to speak of.

Others are in the air, invisible and traceless, the spiritual power is as surging as the waves, and there is no need to even make a move, once they encounter the enemy master, a wisp of spiritual power condenses like a needle, and instantly invades the opponent's mind, killing the opponent in seconds, and there are at least thirty or forty coalition masters who died silently along the way, but the other party cannot find out the cause of death, and falls into chaos.

After such a delay, Sun Fei's speed slowed down a lot.

After about an hour, they entered an area of more than 60 miles near the imperial capital of St. Petersburg.

At this time, the number of coalition troops on the ground has become more and more, like dense ants.

Sun Fei could even feel in the direction of St. Petersburg, the imperial capital in the distance, and a terrifying fluctuation of magic and fighting qi was coming, obviously there was a fighting spirit and magic masters, and the terrifying momentum spread far away dozens of miles away.

And vaguely, you can already hear the earth-shattering shouting and killing, tens of thousands of people fighting together, and a blood-like cloud in the distance rises into the sky, like a pillar of the sky, it is the iron and blood of Jin Ge produced by the battle of the army, even the sunlight in the sky is covered, and there is a thick blood-colored cloud between heaven and earth, as if it is the end of the world in the era of the demon god.

This is a spectacle that can only be produced by large-scale battles in the era of cold weapons.

It has been a day and a night since the [Letters and Visits Office] reported the shocking changes in the empire, and at this time, near the imperial capital, there must have been rivers of blood and mountains, and I don't know what a tragic appearance it is.

Sun Fei was about to speed up and rush over, when suddenly his heart moved, he looked down and found something.

"Well, it's the second prince, they...... It turned out that they had not yet rushed into the imperial capital, and it seemed that they had encountered some difficulties. ”

On a hill below, the sound of killing shook the sky.

After all, the Zenit Wedding Mission still did not break through the blockade of the coalition forces, and at this time it was in a predicament, compressed to the top of the hill, and with the help of the terrain, it was difficult to organize a defensive circle full of corpses, and the original more than 300 people were left with less than 100 hundred, and there were at least tens of thousands of coalition troops besieging them around.

Viewed from above, it looks like an endless tide crashing against the reef in waves, and the opponent is in danger of engulfing the reef.

......

"Kill!"

[Redbeard] Granero roared angrily, and the sword light of a long sword in his hand fluttered, and a wisp of golden sharp gold fighting qi sword light shot out.

His swordsmanship was so superb that like a raindrop, he inadvertently pierced the throats of three Lyon masters who had crossed the outer defensive circle.

At the same time, because of the excessive force, a wound on his waist that had just shown signs of healing more than 20 centimeters collapsed, blood gushed out, dyed red and wrapped in the cloak around his waist, the severe pain made him half-kneeling on the ground, the long sword supported his body and did not fall, like a fish out of water, he opened his mouth wide and breathed the air with the smell of blood sharply.

At this time, Granero, where did he still have the style of not being angry and fearful when he was in control of the imperial capital, and he looked very embarrassed.

There were no less than 20 scars on his body, large and small, although he carefully avoided the vital parts, but the wounds still opened open, revealing white bones, in a semi-healing state, and a magic chain soft armor made of fine iron was also cut through several openings and draped on his body scattered......

Blood stained his body red, tired, his lips blackened, and a red beard that he cherished was cut in half, and the sword not only cut off his beard, but also left a deep scar in his neck, and if he hadn't dodged it in time, it is conceivable that the sword would have been enough to cut off his head.

Granero braced himself with his sword and struggled to his feet.

There was a burst of blackness in front of him, he shook a few times, barely stood firm, looked around, and found that the elite soldiers who followed the second prince had lost more than two-thirds, and almost all of the rest were injured, and the weapons in their hands were also broken......

Originally dressed in a white dress fluttering like a widowed and independent fairy, the [Demon Witch] Paris, at this time was covered in blood, the white skirt became a red skirt, and the exposed beautiful arms and calves each had a regular bloody mouth, and they were also struggling to support, but it seemed that it was also the end of the crossbow, and it was surrounded by such a sea of people, even if the witch was wise and scheming, there was no way.

In the center of the defensive circle, the second prince Dominic is no better.

The crippled puppy Oka was obediently lying at his feet, and there were three thumb-sized bloody holes on his body, which were scars shot by the arrows of the terrible Demon Breaker Arrow, and the tail of the arrow was cut off by Domingos with his sword, but the tip of the barbed arrow remained in his body, and he could not take it out for a while, as long as he moved slightly, it was like cutting flesh with a knife, and the pain was so severe that ordinary people could not bear it.

But even if the situation was so embarrassing, Domingos still maintained a handsome demeanor, with a smile on his face, he commanded the soldiers on all sides to resist the enemy's attack, and the three shocking blood holes on his body seemed to grow on someone else's body, and the severe pain could not make his handsome face show the slightest pain.

His Royal Highness the Prince's calm and calm momentum made the surviving soldiers brave and confident.

The tired soldiers looked at the prince with admiration and madness burning in their eyes, fearlessly blocking the enemy's attack, even if the weapon in their hands was cut off, even if they used flesh and blood, they had to block the enemy, and as long as there was still a breath, they had to protect His Royal Highness.

"Your Highness, the brothers are about to be unable to stop it, why don't we retreat to the periphery, our strength will not be able to rush into the imperial capital at all. Granero had already rushed to the front of the defensive circle, and with the help of the terrain and the boulders that had been piled up before, he and the surviving soldiers used the terrain and the boulders that had been piled up before to resist the attack of the Lyonnais, and with a single sword, he beheaded six Lyon soldiers and shouted.

More than 300 soldiers, all of whom were elite soldiers he drew from the imperial capital, were all masters of fighting spirit, loyal, and strong in battle, but in this endless battle surrounded by people and seas, they could not give full play to the advantages of individual combat, and lost more than 200 people in vain along the way.

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