"Retreat!" Bassanio had completely failed to estimate the decency of the nobles, and now his only concern was to immediately withdraw from the battlefield. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Noel's power was well known to Bassanio, who had thought that the young man had the same potential as Esher to become king when he was holding back the withdrawal of the Trabizon army. But now, he saw that in front of the black death in front of him, everything seemed to be vulnerable.

Now for the capture of Trebizond, Bassanio didn't even dare to think about it, if he didn't guess wrong, that mecha would probably be the legendary black nightmare. At that time, the strongest First Army of New Rome was in the hands of this powerful fourth-generation aircraft. Before the Holy See broke with the Empire, both the West and the East were deeply afraid of the knights of the New Rome, and even if the New Roman Empire had a great crisis in armaments, the powerful countries at that time did not dare to challenge it easily.

It's amazing that this kind of thing can be reproduced here. Bassanio stared at the black demon god in the telescope, as if watching the demon come from hell.

And the Venetians, who had received the order, immediately retreated, while the Nicaeans had long since run away, and as the remnants of New Rome, of course they knew the horror of that kind of thing.

The so-called [klibanophoro] was the Emperor's Praetorian Guard, and the threat brought by it was no less than the existence of any violent institution, and the prestige of the Knight King still impressed them to this day, and when they saw the black nightmare at first sight, the Nicaean knew that Trebizond could never be captured.

"It's really fast!" Completely unrestrained, in Bassanio's eyes, the retreat of the Nicaean was a very ironic thing, and the dignified crusaders actually wanted to ally with these greedy people who were afraid of death. I really don't understand what the New Bullard Kingdom thinks, it's clear that this country can be wiped out at any time. In the current situation, if he forcibly attacked, even if he could defeat the black mecha, he would inevitably suffer heavy casualties, and Bassanio, who was unwilling to pay such a price, immediately made a decision.

"Evacuate everyone!"

"Secretary Bassanio, but in this case, the task of the Holy See ......" However, some generals had an extra layer of doubt on their faces, and their reverence for the Holy See was natural. In divided Italy, as the geographical name suggests, they have always lived in the shadow of a powerful state, and since the Ostrogothic kingdom was conquered by the new Roman general Belisarius, the Lombards, Franks, Normans, and countless foreign tribes ravaged the land, knowing the emergence of commercial cities such as Venice, Florence, and Genoa. The influence of the Holy See extends beyond many empires, and the Venetians have lived under the pressure of the Holy See to this day, and this time, if they had withdrawn without permission, no one dared to predict the consequences.

After all, many things had caused Venice to lose its reputation in Rome, and the big names were losing confidence.

However, there is another point that this order was also given by Claudius, and as the head of the nobility, his prestige cannot be underestimated.

But at such a time, where does Bassanio care? Right now, life matters.

"Don't you understand people? I told you to retreat immediately, do you want to die here? Bassanio roared as if he was looking at an idiot, these nobles didn't understand the gravity of the gaffe at all, this powerful existence was by no means something they could fight against.

In fact, at this time, Bassanio was also asking himself in his heart, what was he afraid of? And why did those Nicaeans run away like lost dogs?

And in the moment of lightning, such a picture burst out in his mind.

Beneath the crescent moon, beneath the night sky is a fiery red.

A swirling fiery flame.

The great crusaders finally conquered the outskirts of the royal city of the New Roman Empire, a great power that once dominated the world, and the countryside was in flames.

The towering stone walls are as if they have been cut off from the outside world. It was the last bridgehead of New Rome, Adrianople. It is a fortified fortress and the site of the battle between the Roman emperors and the Goths.

In the atrium, surrounded by the city walls, where sparks are falling, people just look up at the night sky.

The figure of a dragon seems to be flying in the air.

And on closer inspection, it was discovered that a fierce death match was unfolding in the suburbs, and the powerful mecha knights of the West launched an attack with confidence, but what reciprocated them was despair in despair.

Hundreds of knights were dying in the fire-lit land, mechs roaring. But to no avail, these Grim Reapers, on the battlefield, became prey today.

The demon who shattered the myth of absolute invincibility since the Crusader conquest is standing alone on top of a steel skeleton looking down on the world.

It is simply a raging black dragon, like a bird flying freely in the night sky with sparks, and those powerful mecha troops of the Crusaders are ultimately doomed.

It was a nightmare like never before!

……

"Knight King!" Bassanio blurted out, he finally remembered why the smell of fear was so familiar, it turned out that he had tasted the bitterness himself.

"Definitely him, definitely him." Bassanio's muttering made everyone else feel dazed.

"Bassanio? You ......" The nobleman next to him was a little stunned by the man's gaffe, and did not know what was happening.

But then, Bassanio suddenly seemed to turn into a grumpy leopard, grabbed a panicked nobleman, and roared loudly, "Get out of here!" Without even repeating it, he slammed the nobleman to the ground, boarded his locomotive and rode away, leaving only the aristocratic officers completely bewildered.

"What happened to Bassanio?" Everyone looked at each other, but the matter had come to this point, even if they were unwilling, they could only choose to leave.

……

At the same time, the door of the Elder Church of Trebizond was suddenly pushed open, and for a while the nobles couldn't help but stand up, their faces worried. They didn't understand what was going on, they were starving from the hard-handed way they had been left here by Andopoules, but more importantly, they were worried about the situation outside, and they didn't want to live and die with the city.

But Andopoulis, who walked in, had no expression on his face at this time, which made the nobles feel very uneasy.

"Gentlemen, long wait." The man's faint voice resounded in the synagogue, stirring waves in everyone's hearts, and they were deeply afraid, afraid that even the Knight King would not be able to defeat the mighty Crusaders.

"What the hell is going on, Secretary Andopolis." One of the nobles spoke breathlessly, they were already very unhappy that Andopulis had detained them here, and now they could not bear the man's dominance. Everything was balanced, but King Angros was so badly injured that even Narcissus could no match for it.

"Rest easy, gentlemen. The crusader offensive is over. Andopoules said lightly. Of course, he could see the displeasure of the nobles, but Andopouli had no need to worry about reproach, for the Knight King had not disappointed him.

And this seemingly casual sentence was like a stone stirring up a thousand waves, which suddenly made everyone fall into surprise, as if they were in the aftermath of the catastrophe.

The nobles looked at each other, feeling like they were in a dream, the Knight King was obviously just one person, but he really relied on his own strength against an entire army.

It's a miracle!

For a while, there were endless exclamations and admiration, and they couldn't help but express their sincere rejoicing that if it weren't for the Knight King, they would really be wiped out with this city.

Looking at those nobles, Andopulis sneered in his heart at this time, this is the so-called aristocracy of Trebizond, they don't have the kind of background of the Paglio family after all, just this kind of thing makes them happy.

Originally, it was a big gamble, and Andopulis was not sure whether Consitor Dante would win, but now it seems that the original choice was indeed correct. Maybe the Knight King can choose to give it a try and become a partner.

As he scanned the council hall as he thought, Andopoulis was slightly stunned.

What about the guy from Narcis? Where did he go?

As the upper echelon of the Presbyterian Church with himself, it stands to reason that Narsis, the patriarch of the Baño family, should not be absent. Suddenly, Andopoulis became suspicious.

"Which of you saw Narciss?" Andopolis asked, turning to look around.

And those attendants, you look at you, I look at me, they don't know anything, and they don't seem to be able to ask anything.

At this moment, an inconspicuous guard came over and whispered: "Secretary Andoples, I seem to have seen Secretary Narcissus seem to be heading in the direction of the Kingdom Prison. "The Kingdom Prison is a very secret place, where felons are kept, and there is only one way to reach it, so this guard can be so sure.

"Kingdom Prison? Hmph, it seems that I still have some illusions. Amusing! Andopolis sneered. There was only one reason to go there, and that was the man of Simon. Nominally a close confidant of King Angros, I think that girl who came to Sylvia must be begging Narsis to save her with all her might! Andopulis was not worried about this at all, even if there were too many tricks in front of him, it would be useless at all.

……

[klibanophoro] ended its battle and slowly walked into the city of Trebizond, Constance Dante was actually at the end of his crossbow, but he also knew that the other party had guessed his identity now, and it was more likely that he would retreat.

At this time, the entire city, the warriors of Trebizond were looking at them with awe.

Is this the coercion of the Knight King?!

Everyone whispered to themselves in their hearts, this shock was unprecedented, they never imagined that one day they would be able to witness such an earth-shattering battle.

With every step the mecha took, the sound of vibration made everyone's hearts tremble.

With a thud, the dug cockpit in [klibanophoro]'s hand was rudely tossed aside.

The sound of the mecha's power core gradually stopped, and the light in the black demon's eyes was extinguished.

Nerve connection unavailable!

The powertrain is off!

The electronic fire control system is turned off!

Mecha skeleton joint lock locked!

Constance Dante succeeded in disconnecting himself from the mech once and for all, but the short process was extremely painful.

You know, the longer the nerve connection lasts, the stronger the backlash will be, and it is very dangerous to disarm it at will, the snake-like black copper tube gnawed at Constance Dante's back, but in the end, it still succeeded in leaving Constance Dante's back, only to see the interface of the nerve connection - [Dragon Jewel Op], and blood flowed out along his back.

I saw that Constance Dante's eyes gradually turned white, and the pain had made him almost give up thinking. The exhausted man sat in the vapour, his face bloodless, and through the translucent skin he seemed to see the veins beating rapidly.

But after only closing his eyes for a short while, Constance Dante opened his eyes again, and those lake-blue eyes were still so deep.

But Cons, Dante felt that his vision in that eye had become a little blurry.

"Is this the price?" Constance Dante sneered, it was the same in Constantinople at that time, at a great cost, the huge load made one of his eyes and one leg temporarily lose function and almost completely necrotic. Will we repeat the same mistakes this time? He didn't believe he had another chance to be lucky. "Let him go!" As if to give up on himself, Constance Dante shook his head and opened the hatch of the mech.

At this time, everyone was waiting, waiting to see the true face of the knight king.

The armor on Klibanophoro's chest slowly detached, the hatch slammed open, and a young man from behind him stepped out. However, his appearance disappointed the Trabizon soldiers who had expectations. It's not that the appearance is mediocre, it's just that such a thin body is really difficult for people to connect with the previous demon gods. But when those officers saw those blue eyes, they all subconsciously shuddered, Trabizond has been fighting for many years, and as the backbone of the army, they are all people with blood on their hands, so they naturally understand the difference in the eyes of people who have been on the battlefield for a long time.

With just a glance in mind, the officers no longer doubted the identity of the Knight King of Constance Dante.

Coincidentally, the entire army paid their respects to Constance Dante in different ways, and Constituent, who stood on the mecha and condescended, did not have any expression on his face, at this moment he was really like a king.

……

The prison of the kingdom, deep and dark.

Even if it wasn't a time of war, this place was rarely returned, especially by this venerable being.

The robed man met no obstacles along the way, for no one dared to stop him, unless the soldier was tired of life.

"Open." He commanded that there should be no disobedience.

The guards had no choice but to open the closed door, and it was Admiral Simon, who was being held at the moment by Andopoulis, who had been accused of treason.

The man took off his cloak, looked at each other with a happy expression, and said, "Your Excellency, Hello, General! (To be continued.) )