"General, I think we should hurry to Lord Alexander, don't you think that your actions have exceeded your authority. ”

Soroyev snorted coldly, his face was already very impatient.

"Overstepping his authority?" Drogba sneered: "I'm overstepping your authority, your sister!" Drogba used a mantra that His Majesty often used when laughing and scolding them, pointed at Soroyev's nose condescendingly, and asked unceremoniously: "The Imperial Military Department and His Majesty Yashin appointed His Majesty Alexander to oversee all affairs in the Ajax War Zone, and all the soldiers in Twin Banners City are the courtiers of King Alexander, and I will uphold justice for my lord's courtiers and wash away my grievances, where is the overstepping of my authority?"

"Enough! Pay attention to your words, Your Excellency, General, you are dealing with a hereditary nobleman of the second rank of the Empire, whose status and status are not half a point lower than that of His Majesty Alexander in your mouth. A nobleman sneered and stood up to speak for the city lord.

Drogba plucked out his ears: "What? What do you say? Just this fat pig like a dead fat man, dare to compare with King Alexander? I bet that even the hemorrhoids on His Majesty Alexander's ass are ten thousand times purer and nobler than this disgusting fat pig like a fat man in front of me." ”

"Correct, Didier," Pierce, who had been silent, said very seriously, "I don't think Your Majesty has hemorrhoids on his ass, I can think that you are making a scandal for Your Majesty with what you just said?"

Drobard was speechless.

"You ......"

"It's so presumptuous!"

"Guards, do it, grab these two lawless fellows and bring them to Alexander. ”

The nobles drew their long swords at their waists, and shouted angrily, the laughter of the two strong men in front of them had touched their poor and proud self-esteem, and after hearing the master's order, the silver-armored guards hesitated slightly, and then glanced at each other, shouting and rushing over.

"Hey, Paul, it's time for you to perform. Drogba lifted his chin.

"Your sister, it's me who does this kind of thing every time......" [White-haired Swift Sword] Pierce also remembered His Majesty's mantra, complained in his mouth, and strode towards the guards who rushed over, his body was as fast as lightning, punching out, and there was a burst of air explosion in the air, and all the guards who rushed over didn't have time to react, and they all fell out like broken sacks.

Bang bang!

A series of dense muffled noises came out, and forty or fifty guards, who didn't even hold on for thirty seconds, all lay on the ground**.

Coupled with the chief of the guard of the City Lord's Mansion who was stunned by Drogba's two slaps and kicks before, no one was able to stand.

The nobles who had burst out with fire and blood a moment ago kept the posture of drawing their swords, and they were all dumbfounded, and the light long sword that was half-drawn couldn't be pulled out, as if it was serialized with the scabbard.

The gods are above, this reckless man who looks stupid has such a high strength?

This...... He turned out to be a star samurai, and looking at the way he struck out, he didn't have much strength at all, and he looked like he still had some reservations...... Is this the soldier under the command of Alexander the King of Chambord?

Rao is a treacherous and cunning, and Soroyev's legs are also quietly trembling at this moment.

Once again, he was horrified to find that he had underestimated King Chambord.

Before, he was still trying to wait for the opportunity to wrestle with the young first commander of the war zone, after all, young people are more prone to make mistakes, but now, the cruel reality has made this sinister nobleman who tried to survive the crisis in front of him clearly understand how outrageous his thoughts are, and it turns out that he is helpless even the two generals under the command of King Chambord.

"Fortunately, his body is very strong and not in danger of life, but he has a broken hand, I don't know if those magicians who are with the army can help him pick up the ......" Drogba checked the tall and thin soldier who had a hand cut off and finally fell into a coma due to excessive blood loss at this time, and his face calmed down slightly: "Come a few people, find a stretcher, and carry him to the [Wolf Tooth Legion] to treat his injuries and illnesses, let the physician and the mage of the army help him heal, and in addition, in the name of Lord Alexander, he was rewarded with twenty gold coins, he was a warrior of the Empire. ”

Several soldiers quickly brought in stretchers and carried the wounded away for treatment.

"Well, after such a long delay, now we are really going to meet King Alexander, young man," Pierce patted the young warrior on the shoulder and smiled, "You take a few companions and go with us to meet His Majesty Alexander, and report what happened here to your lordship, and all rewards and punishments will be decided by your lord himself." ”

The young man nodded excitedly and apprehensively.

"Let's go, Lord of the City, do you want our two brothers to drag you to King Alexander?"

Under the conspiracy verbal threat of [Hum Ha Two Sluts], Soroyev, the lord of Shuangqi City, and more than a dozen nobles were like defeated roosters, and they did not dare to resist in the slightest, and followed behind the two of them with a disgraced face, walking towards the west gate of the city wall.

......

Sun Fei sat under the enemy tower at the west gate of the city with a golden sword, listening to the garrison officers who rushed from all over the city wall to report on the killings and losses in the battle to defend the city just now.

Roughly calculated, from dawn yesterday to now, the sun has been slanted and about to set into the desert in the distance, in less than a day, the garrison of Twin Banners City has suffered more than 4,000 casualties, and the 6,000 people of the [Wolf Tooth Legion] vanguard army have lost 513 people in the battle just now...... Such a loss was worse than Sun Fei expected.

The soldiers of Twin Banners City cannot afford to be consumed, while the enemy's forces are constantly replenished.

If this situation continues, it is a miracle that Twin Banner City can hold out for ten days, even if the follow-up army of 34,000 people from the [Wolf Tooth Legion] arrives, it is definitely a question whether it can hold on until the cold winter fades and the warm spring comes.

It seems that the situation facing Twin Flags City is far worse than Sun Fei had imagined before he came.

"Order, the thirty members of the Saint Seiya squad patrol and guard all over the city wall, monitor the movements of the Ajax, and the other garrisons will take time to rest and eat, recuperate, and prepare for the next siege!"

Sun Fei's face did not show the slightest look of worry, but was full of confidence, so that those officers saw it in their eyes, and they had some confidence and confidence in their hearts.

"Report to your lordship, the city lord of Soroyev and other nobles in the city have arrived. "A soldier came running to report.

"Bring them here. Sun Fei waved his hand nonchalantly.

"Yes. ”

Soon, under the leadership of Drogba and Pierce, the city lord Soroyev and more than a dozen nobles walked over with uneasy faces, and the guards who had once flaunted their might in the city endured the pain brought to them by Pierce's fist, and followed behind one by one with grinning teeth, and did not dare to shout loudly.

Soroyev and the nobles were extremely apprehensive at this time.

If they had reached a consensus for the time being in the enemy huts on the north side of the city wall to pluck up the courage to compete with the King of Chambord and wait patiently for the opportunity to move, then after what had just happened, this kind of reluctant courage had long since disappeared, and it was no longer a problem that patience could solve by sending two big men to sweep all the nobles.

Weak!

Too weak!

This word, which they had used countless times to describe the civilians in the city, fell on their heads for the first time, and finally made these high-ranking nobles feel helplessness and unwillingness that they had never experienced before, especially the city lord Soroyev, who had no idea what kind of attitude he should use to meet that young opponent at this time.

After walking through the long city wall, under the vigilant glances of more than a dozen extremely fierce [Wolf Tooth Legion] soldiers, the nobles finally came to the bottom of the enemy tower at the West Gate.

It was the first time they had seen the King of Chambord, who had terrified them for a whole day.

To everyone's surprise and disbelief, this madman who they were desperately cursing every minute and every second turned out to be so young, a very delicate face told everyone that the owner of this face was definitely not more than twenty years old, although the intelligence obtained before was that this imperial upstart was extremely young, but after the real meeting, everyone was shocked.

But the momentum inadvertently revealed by this young man made it difficult for these nobles to have a contempt for them.

Soroyev's pupils constricted slightly.

He felt a very peculiar feeling in the young man, who sat quietly in front of him as if he was thinking about something, a feeling that he had ever felt in a person when he was not as fat as he is today, when he was still a young and fanciful noble knight, it was twenty-six years ago, it was too far from today.

All the luck and vain attempts to confront the psychology disappeared at this moment.

The last shred of pride as a second-class hereditary nobleman of the empire barely kept Soroyev from falling to his knees.

The cold wind blew, pulling the two fluttering flags at the head of the West Gate City, flying in the sky, hunting and ringing.

One of the flags is golden yellow, embroidered with a sharp scimitar pattern, exuding a graceful and luxurious atmosphere, it is the Ajax imperial flag cut down by Yashin the Great after conquering Amsterdam, the capital of Ajax, twenty-six years ago, and has been hanging here for twenty-six years, showing the glory of the Zenit Empire, but also reminding the Ajaxians that you have been conquered!

This flag, a disgrace to the Ajax people, is like a thorn in their hearts.

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The first update.

Tragedy, just came out of the small dark room.