On the black snow, at the very front of all the corpses, were several strong and huge bodies, their scaly skin still glistening in the faint light. These are the most powerful knights, and they are all high-level evolved zombies that Sun Dashuai personally slaughtered.

But now, like the corpse behind him, he was beheaded, hanging from a stake that ran through his body, the only difference being that on his muscular chest, with a spear stuck in a white piece of cloth with something written in blood.

"Bring it!"

Count Yan Yong gritted his teeth and let out a hoarse roar from the depths of his dry throat, and one of the attendants turned over and dismounted, drew his spear, and carefully handed the piece of cloth to Yan Yong with both hands respectfully.

It was obviously a piece of cloth torn from a knight's underwear, with a line of words written in blood on it, in authentic Chinese, and although the handwriting was rusty, it was still easily recognizable.

"Dark City pigs, we're waiting for you on the road ahead!"

"Haha, good.. Very good... I really raised a bunch of idiots for these useless wastes, and they were slaughtered like pigs like this!" Yan courageously laughed, his white and powerful palms struggling to tear apart the pieces of cloth in his hands.

"Give me my orders, gather me the whole army! Find those damned beasts! I will kill them all! Kill them all, men, women, and children!"

Throwing the pieces of cloth out of his hand with all his might, Count Yan Yong's face was red as if it was burning, and he was screaming and screaming completely ignited by the anger of shame.

"Damn, why don't you give the order?"

An angry slap slapped the herald beside him in the face, the delicate and sturdy ring on his pale hand left an inch of blood on the herald's cheek, and the green liquid flowed down his cheek, and the swift herald with frightened face did not dare to reach out and wipe it, not knowing what to say.

If you tell Count Yan Yong that you are not the commander of the coalition forces, and that you have no right to mobilize a large army, this kind of adding fuel to the fire will definitely put your poor head at risk, and maybe you will become the earl's meal.

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"Count Yan Yong, remember your identity! I am the commander of this expeditionary force! Without my approval, who would dare to mobilize a large army!"

Morishima Yuan, who came in a hurry, questioned angrily, he was already dissatisfied with the repeated overstepping of authority by these dark nobles, and now he wanted to bypass him and mobilize a large army at will, which made Morishima Yuan's heart even more angry.

"Morishima Moto, do you want to show off your bloodline in front of the noble dark family? You're just the illegitimate son of the despicable Shimazaki family with a copper stench!"

The enraged Yan Yong completely lost his mind and roared angrily at Morishima Moto, who dared to stop him.

"What are you talking about?you damn stupid pig, filthy maggot!" Although the Star Federation sounds good about being a federal democracy, the honor of the family is above all else, Yan Yong's words just poked Morishima Yuan's sore spot, instantly pushing Morishima Yuan's anger to the peak.

With a roar of gnashing teeth and a crisp sound of continuous weapons out of the body, the interstellar infantry warriors who belonged directly to the Shimazaki family under the leadership of Morishima Moto angrily took out the Gauss rifle on their backs.

The honor of the family is not to be dishonored, and if this damn vampire can't give a good explanation, then they can only wash away their humiliation with each other's blood.

Similarly, the zombie warriors of the Blood Hell City family also showed their sharp claws, pulled out their sharp swords, and surrounded Yan Yong, their swords were all pointed at each other, as long as the family leader gave an order, these soldiers who directly belonged to the family would swear to face the enemy, even if they were their comrades a few seconds ago.

Just under the stunned gaze of the soldiers of the Dark Alliance, just in front of the march of the expeditionary force, the nobles from two ancient families in the expeditionary force led their respective warriors to confront each other in front of the battle.

At this critical moment, the Divine Envoy of Light, covered in black robes, stepped forward slowly, gently pushed away the swords and spears of the coalition soldiers with his hand, and walked between the two confronting nobles.

"Amen, please forgive us from the God of Creation. Calm your anger and don't turn your weapons on your companions, two noble lords, this is not what a valiant warrior of the God of Light should do!"

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The confrontation between the two noble lords is only the condition of another person with a noble enough status to dissuade them.

"Zelinda Divine Envoy, it's not that I want to insult the honor of a noble warrior, but you also heard what Count Yan Yong said just now, he dared to insult my noble Shimazaki family of the Federal Republic, this is a fault that is absolutely not forgivable!"

Morishima still retains some sanity, and he is counting on the emissary of the Cult of Light to win him over enough allies in the Federation to secure his position in the family.

"Count Yan Yong, as a noble nobleman, he must have the courage to face his mistakes and apologize for his actions!"

A pair of miserable white eyes under the cloak glanced at Yan Yong lightly, and the Light Divine Envoy complimented him and gave him a suitable step.

"Well, well, I apologize for my words and deeds that inadvertently insulted the Shimazaki family!" In fact, Yan Yong regretted it after he said it, although the Shimazaki family, who is in charge of the federal finances, has always been privately portrayed as a family full of copper smell, but his direct rebuke is tantamount to declaring war on the Shimazaki family.

If the Shimazaki family were to start a war against all odds, destroying Bloodhell City would only be a slightly more troublesome matter.

And he is different from Morishima Yuan, it is impossible for Morishima Yuan to obtain the right of inheritance, and he is a direct descendant of Blood Hell City, and he has a good chance of obtaining the right to inherit, once he really matches the Shimazaki family, he will definitely have no good fruit to eat. This is what it means that those who wear shoes are afraid of being barefoot, and those who are barefoot are afraid of dying.

Now that he has a light envoy to give him a step, he also hurriedly borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, and while apologizing, he can also show his noble bloodline and the courage to bear the wrong quality.

"Well, I accept your apology. In addition, I only hope that Count Yan Yong's words and deeds can be self-disciplined, words and deeds must be thought through the brain, we are an army, not a loose rabble!"

Morishima Yuan glanced at Yan Yong deeply, and finally ordered the soldiers to put the weapon back, although the rift between the two could not be repaired, but now was really not the time to turn his face. Especially with so many pairs of eyes watching, once the two sides fight, it may tear the coalition forces apart.

However, as the leader of the coalition forces, if he does not show something about this conflict, Morishima Moto's prestige will be lost, and how can he command the battle. So he ordered it again.

"As punishment for daring to commit a crime, the officers of the Bloody Prison City who dare to draw their swords against me must be imprisoned. Three days of confinement!"