Arslan was not guarded by a single soldier, and the king did not give him many soldiers, although at least he was allowed to act alone, but when the king first went into battle, he was a thousand horsemen with five thousand soldiers, but Arslan was only given a hundred horses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Therefore, Arslan thought that he had to build up his merits and gain the power to lead the army on his own, but in the sudden change of reality, he lost his men one by one in the chaos and the flames.

Half of his men were killed in battle, while the other half were scattered. His cloak was scorched, his spear was broken, his horse was tired, and he felt pain everywhere in his body, and it was incredible that he had survived until now.

"Eh~" Arslan sighed and dropped his spear.

At that moment, a Rusidanian cavalryman rode over with a spear.

Arslan was dressed in gold armor, like a prince. Maybe the other party just saw his outfit and thought that he had found the best prey. Arslan's whole body tensed, and he drew his sword to face the enemy.

However, the other party suddenly fell off his horse, and when he looked closely, he found that the helmet of the Rusidanian cavalryman was actually embedded with a stone, which seemed to have been thrown by a powerful force!

"Yo! Prince, I'm sorry we're late! "Two men dressed in Pars soldier costumes walked over, but they clearly didn't look like Pars, one of them looked more like a man from the Silk Country!

"You are ・・・・・・・・"

"Dalong! Dalong! I am here! Before Arslan could finish his sentence, he spotted Daron, who seemed to be searching for something in the distance.

"Ah, Your Highness, are you alright?" The black figure of the young knight who jumped down from the black horse and knelt on the ground was tantamount to a divine soldier who fell from the sky to the current Arslan.

If you look closely, this Da Long's armor is stained with dried human blood, how much trouble did he spend looking for His Royal Highness?

"The lower official came out to find His Highness on the order of the general, and the two of you protected His Highness, it was hard work."

"Of course! His Highness Arslan must not die! ”

"But is my father alright?"

"According to the opinion of the lower officials, if there is an uncle and the immortal team to follow, you should be able to escape from the battlefield safely." Daron replied with a strong grip on himself.

"His Highness will lead His Highness to His Majesty's side." Here Dalong lied, and he had to say so in order to get the prince out of here.

In an instant, facing His Highness's pupils the color of a clear night sky, Da Long couldn't help but cringe a little in his heart.

"There's no point in staying on the battlefield anymore. In order to appreciate His Majesty's intentions, please consider your own safety first. ”

"I see. However, if you want to return to the royal capital, you still have to go through the battlefield again. Even if you're brave, it's too reluctant, isn't it? "On this point, Dalong already has a case in his heart.

"Let's go to my friend Narzas! He now lives in seclusion in Mount Basauer. According to the opinion of the lower officials, he will stop at him for a while and plan a way to find an opportunity to return to the royal capital in the future. ”

The prince tilted his head and asked, "But, as far as I know, isn't there a rift between Narzas and his father?" ”

"Yes. If our army had won the battle today, and His Highness had gone to see him as a victor, perhaps he would not have seen His Highness. But, perhaps, luck? We are now miserable losers. ”

"The vanquished...... Well, that's right. No wonder Arslan's voice was gloomy.

"So, he probably won't refuse us. Because, as my uncle said, he was a man of a perverse temperament. Let's go find him! ”

"But, Da Long ・・・・・・・" The young man's voice and eyes showed excitement for the first time.

"There are still our soldiers on the battlefield, are we going to leave them behind?" Da Long's expression became extremely sad.

"It's got to this point, and there's no way around it. Please let Your Highness take a long-term view and focus on revenge in the future! ”

Because you can only take revenge if you save your life first!

"・・・・・・・・," Arslan nodded silently.

"You two! Come with me, Your Highness must have soldiers by his side to protect me, and I can't do it alone! ”

"Yes!" The two men nodded.

They are Regulus and Ah Chen, who broke into the battlefield before, even if they change into the clothes of the Pars soldiers, they can't hide Ah Chen's appearance, in this world it seems to be called the Silk Country, and Regulus's words don't look like the people of Pars (let alone the Rusidani), but now even Da Long is not in the mood to detect the wrong identity of the two.

And as for why Regulus and Ah Chen were able to understand their words, and even speak Pars without any strangeness? Hehe~ As a Golden Saint Seiya and the current Pope of the Sanctuary, he will have no choice! Extracting the knowledge of others from the corpse, this trick is nothing short of pediatric for the Golden Saint Seiya of Cancer.

The fog that has not yet completely subsided and the rapidly approaching twilight compete for dominance on the ground. It was also because of this natural condition that Arslan, Daron, and Regulus were able to escape the pursuit of the Rusidanian army and disappear into the dense forests and valleys of the Bashur mountain system.

Even if the enemy stubbornly pursued this place, as long as the thought of the mountains of corpses piled up in front of Da Long's body, I believe that no one will not feel trembling. On this day, the existence of killing countless famous black knights of the Rusidanian Army was undoubtedly a nightmare for the Rusidanian Army.

When half of the moon rose and shone on the mist that remained on the dark plains, the war was completely over.

"So, can you tell me who you really are?" Knowing that soldiers in the country of Pars are actually equivalent to slaves, Daron knows that there are absolutely no slaves of the Silk Country in the country he is loyal to, and Regulus looks very much like the people of the Silk Country, but his hair color and eyes are ・・・・・・・・・・

"Well~ don't be so excited! The two of us came to Pars to find someone, and we were inadvertently involved in the war between you and Rusidania, so we had no choice but to pretend to be Pars's soldiers, but I didn't expect you to be defeated・・・・・・・" Regulus looked at Daron's 'I'll kill you if you don't have a proper theory' expression, waved his hand and chuckled.

"We didn't expect ・・・・・・・・・," Arslan's expression was also very low, perhaps sad about the defeat of his country or the death of his subordinates.

"Your Highness, don't be sad yet, it's not yet certain that His Majesty the King has been completely defeated!" Seeing this, Dalong hurriedly spoke to comfort him, and then turned his head to look at Regulus, "I still can't believe your words, but since you have admitted that you are not a soldier of Pars, then don't wear the costume of a soldier of Pars!" ”

"But our clothes have been thrown into the battlefield, do you want us two to be naked?" Regulus looked at Daron in surprise.

"Uh・・・・・・・・" Da Long didn't know what to say when he heard this, and His Highness Arslan was also beside him, so he couldn't let the two of them take off their clothes in front of His Highness.

"Don't be hard for them anymore, Daron, I don't think they're bad people~"

"But Your Highness! The ・・・・・・・・・ of unknown origin of these two people"

"Unknown origin? You can really say that we will not harm His Highness Arslan, but can we be allowed to follow you until we find someone? ”

"Yes, yes!"

"Your Highness!!"

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Yes! I didn't change the snake girl!