The wide avenue in front of the council hall is paved with expensive white jade, and whenever the sun shines on it, the white road will reflect the golden sparkling light, which looks extremely gorgeous, so it is named "Cotai Avenue".

At this moment, this Cotai Avenue has completely turned into a killing Shura field.

With Horn, the leader of the West Gate garrison, as his guide, it only took a short time for General Manozov and his main cavalry force of nearly 20,000 knights to attack all the way to the palace gate.

Although there was sporadic resistance along the way, in the face of this steel torrent composed of 20,000 knights, hundreds or thousands of Françine infantry were completely mantis arms, and the cavalry did not even stop at all and ran over these loyal soldiers directly, and then left a corpse.

And when the cavalry came all the way to the palace gate, something shocked General Manozov again, the expected palace gate was closed and the defenders did not appear in martial law, and the army guarding here actually left the palace gate completely open, and then laid down their arms and chose to surrender in formation.

A middle-aged man in a purple bishop's robe dispelled General Manozov's doubts: "Your Excellency, I am the Archbishop of Richelieu, who is in charge of the two dioceses in the Kingdom of France, and His Majesty Leo has ordered me to cooperate with your actions!" ”

The moment he heard these words, General Manozov's admiration for the young pope who was far away in the Holy See suddenly reached the extreme.

His Majesty Leo was not only able to intervene in the command and dispatch of the rebel coalition forces, but also was able to open the city gate remotely, and even the palace gate that should have been guarded by Louis was secretly opened by His Majesty Leo.

What did General Manozov do? He didn't even have to do anything, he just took his 30,000 cavalry and galloped along the road paved by Leo towards the final fruits of victory.

Although this battle was not intense, it was too smooth, too comfortable, and too effortless! There are no shocking casualties, no boring setbacks, and no unacceptable defeats, this is simply every general's dream battle!

There were still many Français soldiers resisting on the Cotai Strip, but in the face of the elite rebel cavalry, these Louis diehards had no choice but to sacrifice their lives in vain.

After a tragic but not fierce battle, hundreds of corpses fell on the Cotai Strip, most of them soldiers of the Kingdom of France loyal to Louis, and the rebel coalition paid less than a hundred casualties.

From the moment the first cavalry of the rebel coalition army rushed into the west gate of Paris City, the outcome of this war was completely sealed.

Blood quietly poured out of the corpse's wounds and flowed quietly on the white golden avenue. The morning sun once again shone on this world-famous avenue, reflecting the blood-red color of the sky.

An officer rode his horse and galloped in front of General Manozov and said in a loud voice: "General Qiyu, the council hall has been completely surrounded by our army, and the puppet king Louis has been confirmed to be in the council hall!" ”

"Very good, follow me!" General Manozov nodded, jumped from his saddle, and strode up the steps in front of the council hall.

The whole council hall was empty, except for one man who sat on the highest throne in the temple with a crown.

Although he had never met this man before, General Manozov knew immediately that this must be his most important target in this campaign - Louis the "Usurper".

General Manozov pulled out the long sword at his waist, and the snowy blade glittered in the sun: "You are Louie?" ”

Louis on the throne looked at General Manozov under the throne, and his mood was suddenly very complicated.

On that night less than half a year ago, when Louis and his soldiers rushed into the council hall, how similar it was to today!

It's just that although Louis stood under the throne at that time, he was very ambitious, because Bonaparte XI on the throne at that time was at the end of his rope and had no choice but to die.

But Louis never imagined that he would one day, like Bonaparte XI at that time, become the man who sat on the throne and was at the end of his life.

How similar and ridiculous are the paths of fate!

But what made Louis even more sad was that Bonaparte XI had dozens of loyal guards guarding the throne until his death, but now he is just sitting here alone, without even a loyal minister to accompany him!

There is no one more lonely than this.

Louis had a chance to leave here, and if he was willing to leave with ibuprofen, Louis had a good chance of escaping Paris City under the protection of a Sanctuary powerhouse.

But Louis did not flee, he chose to stay.

With just one sentence, he made ibuprofen give up hope of continuing to persuade: "I am grateful for your friendship, Your Excellency Ibuprofen. But all this is what I have worked hard all my life to achieve, and if defeat is really decided, I Louis would rather die in this palace, on this throne. ”

So ibuprofen left.

Louis sat on the throne, and he clearly saw the burly, strong general as a hill under the throne, holding a sharp sword, walking towards him step by step.

Louis suddenly spoke: "Are you from the Church of Light?" ”

General Manozov's footsteps paused, and then continued on his way.

"I am General Manozov, the head of the Knights of the Heart of Light under the command of Pope Leo, and today I am here to take the life of your puppet king dog on the order of Marshal Lian of the rebel coalition forces!" The general's loud voice echoed in the hall.

"Leo Pope's people..."Louis had a strange look on his face, although he had not met the newly enthroned Pope, Louis already knew a lot about the amazing deeds of the youngest pope in history, and even more so that Leo was betrothed to Princess Bela, the only daughter of Bonaparte XI who had escaped the massacre.

Louie's heart was gloomy, and he could not see any light or hope. Looking at the general who was walking towards him step by step in front of him, Louis suddenly remembered something in his heart - on the night of his own incident, when Bonaparte XI was sitting on the throne at that time, watching himself walk to the throne step by step, was he in the same mood as he is now?

"If you don't cut the grass and don't remove the roots, the spring breeze blows and grows again."

Louis let out a long sigh and slowly closed his eyes.

The sword flashed, and a large head with a crown separated from its neck, and then it rolled down the steps, staining a blood-colored line on the smooth floor, and finally stopped before the temple door.

The place where the head rested was the same place where Louis stood when he had rushed into the council with disdain as he looked at the throne at the end of his rope.

The ambitious usurper eventually died in the place he had dreamed of for the rest of his life.

(End of chapter)

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