"The enemy is coming! They're coming this way! ”

Not long after returning to the position, the sentry received news of the enemy's attack.

At this time, King Pullen, who was standing on the top of the mountain, looked down and saw that the enemy's large army was rushing straight towards his own camp from the central passage. The number of the enemy was about 1,600 men, almost two-thirds of the total strength of Wales was involved.

Annoyed by the humiliation, the Prince of Wales attacked without hesitation. His plan was very simple, that is, to force his way to the formation of the Pulun King City with a huge numerical advantage! It's a very boring attack, but it's incredibly simple and effective. In the face of the overwhelming crowd of people, it was not possible to be safe under this terrible onslaught, even the royal city of Purun.

Carlos, Prince of Wales, stood on a boulder, like a fierce and fearless lion, roaring and cursing King Pullen loudly. His eyes were red, and he greeted all his relatives in the most vicious language in the world, and his anger was almost enough to merge into a monolith.

"Kill them all! Kill all the Puluns!! Kill them all!! I'm going to drink with their hearts! Carlos's almost irrational hideousness frightened the guards around him, and even some of the Welsh nobles who were usually closest to him were frightened by Carlos's hideous face at this time.

On the other hand, the Welsh nobles were also very sympathetic to the Purnes who were about to be tortured, because they knew that once the Pulen were defeated, the Welsh king would not be as open-minded as the other kings and let them go. Rather, everyone will inevitably die, and they may even die without even being able to piece together the corpse.

The forests and plains were full of enemies, and they were like the waves of the sea, coming from all directions. The number of enemies was so great that each Pullen soldier had to face more than two or three enemies on average, and now even including the reserves and the Fallen Forces, the total number of the Pullen Legion was less than a thousand, while the number of enemies was more than two thousand or three hundred.

There is no doubt that this is different from the previous skirmishes for the Puron Royal City, this is the first time they have faced a thousand-man legion, and it will be a very difficult battle...... Is it?

High on the mountain, the battle horn sounded.

King Pullun's eyes were fixed on the enemies surging down the mountain.

“1… 2… 3… 4… 5? The enemy's center has about 500 people, and the defense of the left and right flanks is weak, and a large number of personnel are concentrated on the middle line in a vain attempt to break through the defensive line of our army in one go. The enemy's reserves were still in the forest, and from this side they looked like ranged troops, but they didn't use ranged strikes before melee battles broke out. ”

Touching his chin, King Pullen glanced meaningfully at the silver-haired knight beside him and said, "Do you know why they didn't use long-range strikes first?" ”

The silver-haired knight lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and said, "Because anger and shame have made the enemy king lose his mind, he can no longer make steady progress step by step, and anger forces him to make the fastest and most ventive way to vent his anger. Yes?! …… Is this what the king meant when he said that a commander in anger is more useful than a dead one? ”

The silver-haired knight turned his head in surprise and looked at King Pullen and said.

"That's half right." King Pullen nodded and said, "If it is a first-class commander, at this time, he will take the lead in finding a way to calm down before attacking." For example, at the very least, thoroughly investigate the surrounding terrain, the number of enemies, the strategy, the terrain that may be used to ambush and ......"

At this time, the silver-haired knight suddenly answered: "The enemy's trump card hidden in the shadows...... Is that right? ”

Hearing this, King Pullen turned around and stared at the silver-haired knight in surprise. It's different from the cold gaze that doesn't have any emotion in the past. This time, King Pullen's eyes were clearly interested.

“…… You are so different from the others, it is unbelievable that such a young knight in this day and age could think of so much. ”

King Pullen asked, "Sue me by your name, unknown knight." I'm kindly really interested in you. ”

The silver-haired knight was stunned, then she raised her arm and gently removed the silver helmet from her head, and her flowing silver hair that reached her waist fluttered in the wind. She slowly turned her head and tucked her helmet under her armpit, the surprised expression of King Pullen reflected in her starlight eyes.

"- Honorable King, my name is Jania. Bedron. Clean. "After that, this one has a stunning beauty

The female knight nodded to King Pullen.

"Yanya?" King Pullen repeated, then turned his head away, continued to stare at the battlefield below, and said, "I remember your name, Yanya. Bedron. Clean. It looks like you're going to be a very good piece. ”

"I'm honored. But would the king never accuse others of his own name? ”

"Huh?"

King Pullen turned around, looked at Jania strangely, and said, "The king is a symbol, that is, a minister, and a nobleman is just a title. Names or something, it will only give people the original king is just a mortal who can be born, old, sick and die, and he will be hungry, cry, laugh and other feelings that only mortals can have. This understanding will give some ordinary people the delusion that even I can be king, or take over the world. Therefore, it is enough for you to remember that King Pullon is the Lord of Pullen, and it is enough to take the idea that King Pullon is the rightful master of King Pullon's city in the name of Pullon, and it is enough to penetrate into your brains. ”

"But when it comes to diplomatic occasions, you still need to be famous, don't you?" Yania said.

"......," King Pullen fell silent. He hesitated, pondering, and there was no doubt that what Yania had said made sense. It is impossible for him to call himself a king all the time, and he really needs a name to the outside world. However, the name Han Tianxiang is too strange to be incompatible with the entire Western European world.

So, it's time to give yourself a name that's just for the outside world.

But what is the best name? After a moment of thought, King Pullen decided that he should use a name that he remembered very well.

"King?" Yania shouted.

"Ah, it's nothing, just a little stunned. As for the question of name, you can call me that from now on. ”

The wind blew, and King Pullen, standing on the edge of the mountaintop, danced in the wind with his bright red cloak behind him.

"King of Pullen, Drac. D. Char. ”

With that, the King of Pullen turned his gaze back to the battlefield again, but he didn't notice that there was a look of astonishment in Yania's wide eyes. She stood behind the king, took a deep breath, and forced back the excitement in her heart. When she opened her eyes again, they brightened.