A small group of Dornites under the city walls appeared in front of the city gates.

They were arrogant. greeted Zheng Ming and the others in broken Celtic language. All kinds of filthy words emerge one after another, and they roar like a rainbow.

On the city wall, Zheng Ming sat on a rattan chair and watched the performance below with great interest.

"Your Excellency. Please allow me to get out of the city and let me slaughter those unclean-mouthed Dorne brutes. ”

Hearing Saion's angry plea, Zheng Ming turned around and looked behind him.

Behind him stood the city's generals and several captains of the Guards cavalry, in addition to Seon. At this time, their faces were full of anger and grievance, and their anger could be seen from their faces alone.

Zheng Ming ignored Seon's request to fight, and instead looked at Jaylander, the only one in the crowd with a calm face.

"What do you think, Jaylander?"

"Lord Shadow of the Throne, the Dornish have not launched a decent offensive since that siege a few days ago. Coming to shout and scold every day is just to provoke us out of the city for a decisive battle. I don't think we should bother. It won't be long before reinforcements arrive, and it's not too late for us to go out of the city for a decisive battle. Now it's them who need to be in a hurry, and what we have to do is avoid the pitfalls and mistakes that lead to the loss of Cersoburg. ”

After hearing Jaylander's answer, Zheng Ming nodded with satisfaction and looked at the generals who were full of muscles and fighting.

"Do you hear that? That's why I ordered me not to go out of the city without permission. These people under the city are easy to deal with. But if you fall into an ambush while chasing them, will I save them or not? I don't want to miss out on that. ”

Just when a group of people silently bowed their heads to listen to Zheng Ming's instructions, a big man in the team who was as tall as a white bear shouted.

"I just want to destroy these Dornish. I'm not a coward, and adults don't need to save me. ”

Seeing that because of this stunned Qing, everyone's emotions were ignited again, Zheng Ming rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, and snorted coldly angrily.

"Fart. None of you need to be rescued, you've all been fished up and killed by the Dorn. After that, how did Lao Tzu destroy their own army? Do you rely on those old soldiers who come slowly? Give Lao Tzu a stop. If you want to have a lot of military exploits, can those old soldiers still rob you? I can't swallow this breath, so I can endure it. When the time comes, there will be an opportunity for them to see who is the soft egg and the coward. ”

Seeing that everyone was silent, Zheng Ming softened his excited tone.

"Alright. It's all gone. Don't forget how they scolded you. When the time comes, let them take a good look at how good Celtic 'cowards' are. ”

Everyone said goodbye to Zheng Ming and left. After briefly pacifying his subordinates, Zheng Ming sighed and looked at Jayland who was left alone.

"Jaylander, I have to say I admire you. I'm sure you've also discovered that I've been deliberately cultivating you lately. But if you want to gain their respect, you can't just rely on your mind and eyesight. You also need to have enough strength. I hope you haven't put down your martial arts. ”

"I understand."

"Say it. What are you trying to tell me when you're alone? ”

"There's news from my cousin."

"Oh? Lancelot's side? Is it about to arrive and need us to pick you up? ”

"Cousin, he did speed up the trip. But it hasn't arrived yet. The news he came this time was......"

Seeing Jaylander's slurping appearance, Zheng Ming finally sat up from the recliner and turned to look at him.

"What the hell is going on? Don't spit out. ”

"For some unknown reason, news began to circulate in various places that the Shadow of the Throne intended to seize power and usurp the throne. It has even reached the royal capital. ”

"That's all? Oh, it's still the same old method. This group of people really doesn't have any heart at all. ”

Seeing Zheng Ming's indifferent smile and then lying back on the recliner again, Jayland asked puzzledly, "Aren't you afraid that Wang will be suspicious?" ”

"He~ With what I know about him, it shouldn't be! If he really doubted me and took a chance, then I would have been able to leave with peace of mind. ”

"Are you willing? These days, your attitude towards your soldiers after the war, and the means of training your defenders. I read them all. The fact that you have gained the respect of your soldiers in just a few days speaks volumes about how good you are. Are you willing to be pinned down all the time? Don't you wonder what would happen if you could do it one day? The stories of those true dragon knights throughout the ages do make people yearn for them, but we all forget that in fact, the powerful dragon next to the real dragon knight is the foundation. If it is lost, the True Dragon Knight will only be a stronger human. ”

Hearing this, Zheng Ming got up from the rattan chair and walked in front of Jaylander. Jaylander's face quickly turned pale, and after a cold sweat broke out, he spoke in a calm tone.

"For one, I was able to gain respect in just a few days, not because of how good I was, but because of my status as Shadow of the Throne. It is because of the nobility of my status that I have never thought of myself as an aristocrat, which is in strong contrast. That's why you can gain the respect of soldiers who think they are inferior. ”

"Second, I'm not that great, but I'm a little ahead of the people here. I only care about my ability, no matter where I come from.

The aristocracy is stronger than the commoners because of their innate advantages, but it has to be said that on the basis of a huge number, there will always be a small number of commoners who stand out. They are more capable, they want to learn, and they are more enthusiastic about climbing. This may bring me the respect of the common people. But it also got me in trouble. My current bad relationship with the aristocracy began in the final analysis. ”

"Third, I have no interest in the throne. Led troops to fight, and only because this place belonged to Arthur's kingdom. If there are enough people, I wish I was lazy. ”

"It's good to be ambitious, but don't be ambitious."

Under Zheng Ming's direct gaze, Jayland only felt cold hands and feet. He stood stunned, and by the time he came back to his senses, Zheng Ming had already fallen back on the rattan chair.

After hesitating in place for a while, Geralde, who was full of unwillingness, gritted his teeth and couldn't help but ask the question in his heart.

"You Dragon have always been summoned for a purpose, right? What are your goals? Can't others help you achieve it? ”

The question from behind him made Zheng Ming subconsciously sneer, and then fell into a trance.

"Huh~~~ purpose...... I don't know about anyone else, but I didn't come to this world for a purpose in the first place. If it's a goal, maybe it's to fulfill Arthur's wish, right? Then I was able to leave in peace. ”

Thinking of the dark vortex in his mind that had not moved for many years, Zheng Ming shook his head and smiled bitterly, and said casually to Jaylander, who was stunned behind him: "I appreciate your ambition. Who doesn't have ambition? But it's obviously not a wise judgment to hit me with an idea.

You can leave. I don't think I heard today's conversation. As for those rumors, let them spread them. There will always be an opportunity to clean up theirs. ”

Jayland looked at Zheng Ming, who was lying on a wicker chair and waving to him, a look of struggle flashed in his eyes, and in the end, reason prevailed. After bowing to Zheng Ming, he bowed and left.

As Jaylander's footsteps faded away, Zheng Ming, who was originally basking in the sun with his eyes closed, opened his eyes. An inexplicable light flashed in it.

"Oh, ambition. It seems that the plan to train him to become the commander of the guards is about to be canceled. ”

Zheng Ming sighed in a low voice, closed his eyes again, and lazily enjoyed the baptism of the sun.

The Dornite squad, who had been screaming and cursing under the city walls for a long time, finally couldn't bear the burning pain in their throats, greeted their companions hoarsely, and dragged their tired bodies away. In the direction they were heading, another squad of Dornese was practicing broken Celtic language.

When they saw the previous team returning, they immediately greeted them with excitement and ran in the direction of the city gate.