"Elizabeth, you take someone to organize the retreat of the civilians in the city, according to the previous plan, if possible, to the territory of Chambord City at once," Constantine said to his princess as the soldiers around him were all enthusiastically preparing for the battle: The enemy is fierce, I am afraid that it is the super empire of other large domains, only to have such strength, the war is still coming, once Byzantium falls, the southern frontier of the empire, I am afraid that no one will be able to stop the invaders, I have a hunch, only by retreating to the north of the imperial capital and relying on the power of Chambord City can we preserve our strength, and we must keep a trace of blood for Byzantium!"

The young and beautiful Princess Elizabeth at this moment, did not panic as an ordinary woman.

He nodded calmly, his slender hands deepened, and carefully sorted out the battle armor on his body for his husband, before he smiled and said, "I am waiting for you in Chambord City, you will survive...... Our children cannot be born without a father. ”

"Our child?" Constantine was slightly stunned, and then ecstatic: "You mean...... Are you pregnant?"

Elizabeth nodded lightly: "I was told before the ceremony this morning, after the doctor's examination. Beloved, I know that you have the honor and responsibility of being a king, but remember also that you are also the husband of a woman and the father of a child who is about to be born. ”

Constantine was silent for a moment before giving his wife a deep kiss on the forehead.

Watching the guards disappear into the distance in a dinghy with Elizabeth, the young king gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his eyebrows raised, and his starry eyes shining with determination.

Child, one day, when you hear the story of your father, you will be proud of him, so let me, here, fight to the death for you and your mother's not to become slaves of the kingdom!"

Boom Rumble——!!!!

At this time, in the last series of crazy and violent explosions, on the sea in the distance, the golden sword qi finally began to slowly dim and disappear.

The fist spirit imprint left by the King of Chambord has finally been cracked.

The brutal battle is about to begin!

......

"Meet Mistress Pedro!"

On the flagship of the [Spear of the Sea God] Naval Advance Legion, Montoya and the officers, who had escaped death and were in shock, turned pale and knelt on one knee in front of a figure dressed in red and blue battle armor.

This person is only about one meter seven tall, but he is extremely well-proportioned, with thick short black hair, a Chinese face, a resolute face, a cross helmet in his right hand, and a red and blue cloak on his back hunting in the wind.

The flickering Dou Qi on this person's body was unfathomable, but there were a little ups and downs - this was because he had consumed too much Origin Dou Qi just now in order to crack the terrifying fist intent spirit imprint Void Sword Qi on the sea.

The man's name was Pedro Rodriguez.

The people of the Barcelona Empire prefer to call him Pedro, the captain of the [Spear of the Sea] Navy, the commander-in-chief, born at the Royal Military Academy of La Masia, he is already the minister of the humerus of this ninth-level empire at a young age, but he is extremely toned, compared to Messi, Villa, Xavi and several other famous marshals in Barcelona, Pedro is not famous, but his strength is absolutely unfathomable, it is said that even Leo Messi, who is now invincible in the Western Regions, admires one of the silent naval commanders very much.

"I know what happened, Montoya, you are too careless! Although Zenit is only a first-level empire, don't forget, they have a demigod-level Yashin Emperor!"

Although he was not reprimanded harshly, Pedro's serious momentum still made Montoya and the others tremble.

"Yes, I know it's wrong, brother. Montoya was full of remorse.

The two of them are both from the Royal Military Academy of La Masia, but Pedro graduated a few years earlier than him, so the title of senior brother is reasonable.

However, hearing this, Pedro's narrow eyebrows wrinkled, and he said, "Shut up, there is no senior brother on the battlefield." ”

Montoya's face turned red and she said, "Yes, Master Pedro, I know that I am wrong. ”

"You were careless, you mistakenly hit the whole set of Zenits, the forward corps suffered heavy losses, it is difficult to escape the blame, from now on, you step down from the post of commander-in-chief of the vanguard corps, you go to the rear supply ships to reflect!"

Pedro is decisive.

"My ......, my lord"

Montoya was in a hurry, and wanted to say something, but was gently pulled by a henchman next to him, and he made a look, so he had to salute and get up to leave.

After leaving the deck far away, Montoya asked the henchman who wanted to signal to him just now: "Delen, why did you stop me just now? I lost the command of the fleet, how can I make up for it? Alves, that old dog, will not be able to ride on our brother's head every day to and pee in the future?"

"My lord, Master Pedro and you are brothers, and he is doing this to protect you. The henchman Deren said with great certainty: "You have fallen for the tricks of the Zenites this time, and you have lost more than 800 warships, large and small, if the news is transmitted back to the royal family, you will inevitably be punished, and even go to prison, Alves, that old horseman, will definitely fall into the ground, but Lord Pedro, as the commander of the [Poseidon's Spear], has already punished you in advance, and it is not good for the royal family to say anything, just push the boat down the river, and then you don't need to worry about this matter." ”

"That's just as well. Montoya suddenly realized, and then frowned again: "However, now that I am locked up and confined, how can I make meritorious contributions?"

"Hehe, don't worry, Your Excellency Pedro didn't say how long it will take you, after all, he is your senior brother, with the blood of the Catalan royal family flowing in his body, it is estimated that he is just doing it, when the opportunity comes, you will definitely return to the helm of the army, and a lot of credit is waiting for you at that time!"

On the bridge in the distance.

"Although the talent is extraordinary, but it still needs to be honed, Montoya, grow up quickly, Barcelona is the Thai world of Catalan blood after all, and you will not let some outsiders control the military and politics, you must not disappoint Lord Puyol!"

Pedro watched Montoya and the others disappear into the distance, then turned around, shook his head at the Byzantine fleet that had not yet withdrawn in the distance, and was slightly surprised, and immediately ordered the remaining two hundred remaining warships to turn the bow of the ship and attack with all their strength without repairs!

"Emperor Yaxin, this fist spirit imprint void must have been arranged by you, right? Could it be that you are now hidden in the Byzantine fleet? That is really great, let me see the style of the legendary emperor of the Northern Regions!"

Pedro's fighting spirit is soaring!

The astonishing aura of the sea before alarmed him, who was sitting in the main fleet of the large rear, and only then did the volley fly arrive in time to relieve the crisis of the forward legion.

......

Boom Boom!

At a distance of about five hundred meters, the two navies opened fire at the same time.

The roar of the magic cannon and the colorful magic light bullets in the sky tore the prelude to the war.

The fleets on both sides were propped up with protective shields, and the soldiers on the deck were busy running like ants, each performing their duties, and all kinds of shouts and flags were noisily mixed together, so that the heaven and earth were filled with an indescribable murderous and arrogant atmosphere.

The fleet of the Byzantines, armed with the advanced technology of Chambord City's [Madman Laboratory], had a relative upper hand in the long-distance bombardment, not only the protective shield was harder than the Barcelona battleship, but the armor-piercing ability of the magic guide cannon was also sharper, from a distance of 500 meters to less than 20 meters in the course of ten minutes, the Byzantine warships sank three, and the Barcelona people paid ten times the price!

When the distance is reduced to within ten meters, the magic cannon is useless.

Because of the violent explosion and damage caused by such a close range of magic bombardment, it will affect their own warships, and the two sides have a tacit understanding to stop the bombardment and prepare for close combat.

At this time, all language is superfluous.

The previous battle had brought the killing intent between the two sides to the peak, and they couldn't wait to die together.

......

"Barcelona Empire!"

As the battleship approached, Constantine finally saw the markings on the armor of the opposing soldiers, which made his heart sink uncontrollably.

The Barcelona Empire is the giant of the Western Regions Continent, in recent years, there have been many geniuses, the national strength has skyrocketed, and there is a faint tendency to become the first empire of the Azeroth continent, such an invincible empire, why would it suddenly attack the Zenit Empire?

In Constantine's memory, there was never any grudge between the two sides?

The enemy turned out to be this empire.

Constantine was shocked and began to worry about the fate of the Zenit Empire.

If it were to be replaced by other enemies, with the existence of two peerless geniuses, the Emperor Yasin and the King of Chambord, the Zenit would be absolutely fearless, but if it was Barcelona...... Who can stand in the way?

Suspend!

It's too hanging!

Today's war is only the last day of Byzantium's existence in this world.

He looked back to the north.

King Chambord, if I die here, I hope you can keep a trace of blood for the Byzantines, and a trace of blood for the Zenit Empire!

"Kill!"

Constantine let out a loud shout, jumped up in the air, and the [Seven Wounds Fist] fist burst out and flew towards the opponent's battleship.

Behind him, a dense crowd of Byzantine warriors, roaring, followed behind their king, unhesitatingly, fearless to the death, attacking the formidable enemy.

......

"Emperor Yasin, where are you hiding?"

There was a fierce roar of fierce fighting, and the battleships slammed together, and the soldiers on both sides brandished their swords and began to kill, blood splattered everywhere, and severed limbs flew sideways, the scene was extremely cruel, but Pedro stood high on the bridge and did not make a move.

He was waiting for the Jashin the Great, who was 'hidden' among the Byzantines.

Cracking the Void Sword Formation of the Fist Spirit Brand before, it cost him a lot of strength, and it also made his jealousy of Emperor Yaxin even more a little, Pedro didn't dare to have the slightest distraction, he understood that in the face of such a terrifying enemy, if he didn't deal with it with all his strength, he was only afraid of the danger of defeat.

The killing of ordinary warriors is up to them.

This is the fate of the warrior.

Pedro believes that the warriors of the Barcelona Empire can definitely defeat the hillbillies in this first-class vassal country in front of him.

However, the truth was exactly what the arrogant naval commander had expected.

More than a hundred Byzantine warships showed strong combat effectiveness, and the Byzantines, who were not very strong, fought like crazy, fighting to the death, even if their bodies were pierced, they had to jump into the sea with Barcelona soldiers, and even if they fell into the sea, they would catch the Barcelona warriors who also fell into the water, and even their teeth were used, as long as there was still a breath, they would fight to the death, like a group of crazy beasts.

In morale, the Byzantines had a complete upper hand.

"Seven Wounds Fist!"

In the distance, a handsome king who was only in his twenties, wearing a crown on his head, was roaring, his body was flashing with golden light, his fist was extremely domineering, and when he punched out, there was the sound of a dragon and tiger roaring, like thunder, and the strong wind swept through, and there were more than a dozen Barcelona star warriors bursting, and wherever he passed, it was simply irresistible.

Even if it was a moon-level powerhouse wearing red and blue armor, almost no one was his enemy.

"Such a domineering fist, is this the legendary Zenit master Shamboo King, known as [One Punch Across the Sky]?

Pedro sighed secretly.

For a small first-class empire to be able to display such morale, it really shocked this high-ranking naval commander.

However, he did not intervene in the battle at this level.

He has been looking for the Emperor Yashin, who is 'hidden' in the crowd.

The previous fist spirit imprint void sword array made Pedro dare not slack off in the slightest, and firmly believed that the Emperor Yaxin must be here - the fist spirit imprint void will slowly dissipate with the passage of time, and if you want that level of sword formation, according to the previous intelligence description of the strength of the Emperor Yasin, the Emperor Yaxin must be arranged within a day to be so powerful.

This is also the reason why he is so sure that Emperor Yashin must be in the battle.

It's a pity that Pedro never dreamed that the person who arranged this fist spirit imprint Void Sword Array was Sun Fei, the king of Chambord who was ignored by him, and the person he thought was the king of Chambord was just the Byzantine king Constantine.

The Barcelona Empire thought it was a ninth-level empire and ruled the world, although for that reason, it had never carefully investigated the Zenit mercenaries, and suffered a big loss here.

......

When the belly of the fish was white on the edge of the sky, the shadow of the land finally appeared in the distance where the sea and the sky met.

Liana the goose let out a cheerful cry that resounded through the sky.

The originally sleepy orcs immediately jumped up, Pyg patriarch Artest snorted twice, opened his drunken eyes, shook his head, and was immediately overjoyed, came to Sun Fei's side, and said flatteringly: "Ah, here, Your Majesty, please look, ahead is the [Banished Land] ......"

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