The third prince Sal hesitated for a while, then made a decision, and said categorically: "Okay, as long as you are willing to take refuge in me, and persuade others to surrender, help me open the palace gate of the Victory Palace, and when I ascend the throne, I will make you a real marquis! This is my bottom line, I hope you will think about it!"

A strange glint flashed in Dells' eyes, and he said with a smile: "I want the marquis of the plains from God." ”

The third prince's face changed greatly, and he categorically refused: "Impossible!!You are dreaming! Any marquis can be, even the marquis of the God-given plain is impossible!"

The Divine Plain is a plain that has been blessed by the three goddesses of human beings: the goddess of life, the goddess of plants, and the goddess of agriculture.

On the many fertile lands of the Sauron plane, the yield of one mu of wheat is only about two hundred to two hundred and fifty catties. And in that god-given plain, the yield per mu of wheat is as high as 2,000 catties, which is ten times the yield per mu in ordinary places.

The Divine Plain is the territory of the royal family and the major divine families, except for the few founding heroes who have followed the founding emperor and made peerless achievements, for more than 100,000 years, there has never been a precedent for non-divine families to obtain the fiefdom of the Divine Plain!

This has already formed a conventional rule, as long as his third prince Sal dares to touch the big cake belonging to the god family, it is estimated that it will not be long before he dies violently!

Dells said loudly: "Then an earldom is fine, a countydom of the plains of God, can completely make my life glorious and rich." As long as Your Highness agrees to give me a piece of the Earl of the God-given Plains after ascending the throne, I will immediately take 500 subordinates to join Your Highness and serve Your Highness with dogs and horses, and I will have no second heart!"

Dells is simply an insatiable person, and when he saw that the marquis of the God-given plain could not succeed, he instantly wanted an earldom......

In other places, there will be natural and man-made disasters, which will reduce the wheat yield and fail the harvest due to various reasons. And in the God-given Plains, that never happens.

A God-given plain county is definitely the foundation of generations of glory and wealth!~

The third prince, Sal, had a gloomy face, and kept thinking in his heart.

The land of such abundance in the God-given plain has naturally been divided up by everyone.

The royal family occupies the largest part of the God-given Plain, and that is where their foundation lies.

There has never been a precedent for the realm of the plains to be divided!

The royal family is a huge family, and the family is also as strong as a cloud.

The third prince, Sal, competed with other princes for the throne, and the people in the royal family didn't care at all.

After all, for more than 100,000 years, it is not the first time that they have fought each other for the heirs of the throne.

Whichever prince wins, the Morris family will support which prince......

But once the third prince, Sal, divided the Divine Plain, the entire imperial family would rebound against him inheriting the throne of the emperor.

The third prince, Sal, shook his head directly and proposed: "No, I can give you a rich marquisate." God's land on the plains, not even a lord's domain.

That is the wealth that the great gods have given to our royal family, and no one else is allowed to touch it. ”

The third prince, Sal, didn't dare to say that he wouldn't give it to the Dells Territory because he was afraid of dying on the throne again!

That's a lot of loss of face for his third prince, Sal!

Dells fell into a deep groan, and said slowly: "Another marquisate? Let me think about it and see which marquisate is better!"

Eventually, Dells had the intention of relenting......

At this moment, however, the earth shook, and the sound of horses' hooves came from the east.

Goyer's face changed slightly, and he said to Louis: "The commander of the First Legion of the Praetorian Guard in the East, Tracha, is inclined to the Grand Prince Salo, this is their cavalry!!Be careful!!"

When Louis heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he looked towards Dels, only to see that Dels still looked hesitant and embarrassed.

Louis suddenly pointed coldly at Del and said in a cold voice: "Bakas, use the sixth-order fire magic, the Fire Dragon Technique, and kill them! We don't have time for them to continue to consume!"

"Yes! Elaine-sama!"

The Bakas Magister quickly recited the incantation, then spat out a series of magical scales and pointed at Dells and the five hundred Praetorian Guards.

Countless furious fire elements instantly condensed, and a ten-zhang long fire dragon suddenly took shape.

As soon as Dells saw the ten-zhang long flame dragon, his face changed drastically, and he screamed with a pale face: "I surrender!!Your Highness, spare my life!!I surrender!Your Highness!!"

The next moment, the ten-zhang long fire dragon fell from the sky and pounced into Del's party.

Wherever the flame dragon passed, all the Praetorian Guard soldiers were burned to the ground, and let out a terrible scream.

Most of the Praetorian Guards fled in all directions like ants watered with boiling water. As soon as Dells died, they couldn't organize themselves.

"Why!!" The third prince, Sal, flashed with anger in his eyes and shouted at Louie, "They have surrendered!

For the first subordinate he was about to ascend to the throne and subdued, the third prince Sal still values it very much!

Louie's eyes widened, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Your Highness!!Our time is running out!!The First Praetorian Guard Legion of the East Gate is rushing towards this side, and there are countless other forces ready to move. We must now get inside the palace as quickly as possible and take control of the palace. Otherwise, we will all die without a place to be buried!!Dells, he was clearly stalling for time!!Haven't you noticed yet?Is it the throne that matters, or is it the life that matters?"

The third prince Sal was slapped by Louis like this, and his heart was suddenly ashamed and angry, and when his mind turned, he understood that what Louis said was indeed not wrong, so he could only grit his teeth and order loudly: "Keep going!"

The group quickly passed through the area shrouded in flames, and walked straight in the direction of the palace.

The earth shook slightly, the sound of horses' hooves kept ringing, and in the rear of Louis and his party, the two thousand cavalry of the First Praetorian Guard Regiment had already rushed towards this side, getting closer and closer.

The third prince, Sal, frowned slightly, and looked towards Louie, only to see Louie looking ahead indifferently, without the slightest intention of letting his subordinates break off......

At this time, it was only a few streets away from the Imperial Palace, and it was of great significance to intercept the power of the First Praetorian Guard Regiment at the East Gate in this place.

The third prince, Sal, only hesitated for a moment before giving an order: "Thorstex, you take someone to stay behind. Don't let the two thousand cavalry catch up. ”

"Yes, Your Highness!"

The legendary Sword Saint-level powerhouse who was originally guarding the side of the Third Prince Sal responded respectfully, and quickly left behind with six hundred private soldiers directly under the Third Prince Sal to set up defenses in this block.

The third prince, Sal, continued to rush in the direction of the palace with the rest of the people: "Let's go!"

Not long after Louis and his party left the street, two thousand cavalry from the rear rushed over.

Thorstai's eyes were cold and he shouted, "Shoot the arrow!!"

In the swift room of the archers who were lying in wait on both sides of the street, a rain of swords fell on the cavalry of the Praetorian Guard, shooting more than a hundred horsemen off their horses at once.

The 600 private soldiers under the third prince Sal are his foundation, and they are also the most powerful force that can appear openly in his hands.

Among the six hundred private soldiers, there were three hundred archers, and each of the three hundred archers was a powerful archer with outstanding archery skills and cultivated a fighting spirit.

Arrow after arrow claimed the life of a cavalryman of the First Praetorian Legion, shooting them to the ground.

That cavalry unit suffered heavy casualties. Charging frantically, trying to rush through this street of death. They were given the order to catch up with the main force of the third prince Sal at all costs, and to capture the third prince Sal alive, or to drag the third prince Sal and wait for the main force in the rear to arrive.

Even if it costs hundreds of lives. That cavalry unit was also absolutely going to rush through the street and catch up. This is a struggle for imperial power, once lost, the loser will be ruined, and the family will become lowly slaves, living a life that is worse than death. As long as you participate in this game, then there is no way to advance or retreat, and no matter how much sacrifice is made, you must win.

Just before the two thousand horsemen were about to cross the street, Thor drew a magic greatsword that was two meters long. Swing hard.

Lines of incomparably blue sword light surrounded Thorstai.

As soon as the charging cavalry came into contact with the blue sword light, they were instantly torn apart, blood splattered everywhere, and countless fragments splattered in all directions.

The brilliant sword light continued to bloom, making Thor Sitai seem to have turned into an incomparably terrifying meat grinder, and the cavalry of the First Legion crashed into the huge meat grinder, turning into countless pieces.

No matter how much the cavalry of the First Legion charged, they could not break through Thorstex's defenses.

One ride is a thousand, and it is a sword saint with amazing strength like Thorstai.

The blue sword light shone, and countless fragments and blood almost filled the street.

Thor is like a demon god. Instead of retreating, he marched towards the cavalry of the First Praetorian Guard, each step seemed to be as heavy as a mountain, accompanied by countless blood.

The cavalrymen of the First Praetorian Legion saw the demon god-like Thorstair. Morale was robbed, and a look of fear flashed in everyone's eyes.

"Kill them all!!"

With a roar, more than three hundred sixth-order warriors, heavily armed warriors, flew out of the street on the side, swung their big swords, and slashed at the one that could no longer charge. The morale of the cavalry of the 1st Praetorian Regiment was taken.

Under the hard work of the 300 fresh troops, the cavalry of the 1st Praetorian Guard finally collapsed and retreated towards the rear.

Thorste watched the cavalry retreating according to the First Praetorian Legion, and finally let out a long breath, sweating like rain, and his muscles were slightly sore. He alone killed more than 700 cavalry and horses, and even though he was a sword master, he also consumed a huge amount of physical strength.