"Which legion? No matter which legion, if you run over without an order, is it going to rebel?"

After listening to the squadron leader's report, Roydas was furious and beckoned to his attendants: "Assemble the Guards Corps, drive the soldiers back to the camp, and then arrest the main messenger!"

The squadron leader's heart skipped a beat, and he faintly regretted coming here, and carefully persuaded: "They are just here to petition, hoping that Her Majesty the Queen will wear the crown, isn't it okay to do this?"

Roydas roared: "No matter what you do, military discipline is an iron law!"

The attendant was also a little hesitant, it seemed that now was not the time to talk about military discipline: "But ......"

"I am Valentine's lieutenant, the commander of the Guards Legion, and my duty is to maintain military discipline!"

Roydas was resolute: "Does Her Majesty still blame me?

The attendants and squadron leaders felt a little relieved and took the order.

After a while, several captains came, some directly questioned Roydas's intentions, and some tactfully persuaded that the other party did not bring weapons to make trouble, and it was not too late to talk about military discipline tomorrow. Roydas turned a deaf ear to the former and scolded the latter.

However, when some captains talked about practical problems, Roydas couldn't help but think about it seriously.

The number of officers and men gathered outside is almost 10,000! It is still increasing at a rate of several dozen people per minute, and with the size of more than 2,000 people in the Guards Corps, if you want to drive people out, I am afraid that you will not be driven out.

Roydas frowned: "Although the proportion of legionnaires is now more than half, most of them are apprentices who can only fight with magic guns." The Guards Legion is at the lowest level of formal transcendents, isn't driving these people the same as driving pigs and sheep?"

The attendant sighed: "Just because they are only apprentices, they have all experienced the battle of forming a close queue and shooting each other with the enemy from a hundred meters away with magic guide guns, and now that they are not on the battlefield, they will not be afraid." ”

The captain from Sachiton crossed his arms and sneered: "Yes, the noble children of our Guards Legion can only stand on wooden stakes, even if they have a little extraordinary strength, they will fight with those monsters who will not blink their eyelids in the rain of bullets, and they will flee in two or three strokes." It would be terrible for everyone, especially Her Majesty, to see the ugliness of the Guards. ”

"These untouchables!"

Although the tone made Roydas very unhappy, he had to admit that this was a reality, after all, he was the deputy commander, and he was still clear about the actual situation of the legion.

"Today we should have discussed the matter of driving these guys back to their hometown, but I didn't expect to be stopped by the question of the crown", Roydas began to regret that he was in the hall during the day, and he also shouted the crown together.

He said in a deep voice, "The Guards still have to be assembled, and at the same time we should inform the king's representatives and the Grand Dukes, that they should hurry forward and drive their respective legions back to the camp!

Even the captain of the Sachedonian team nodded subconsciously.

Roydas lowered his voice again: "Don't alarm Her Majesty, if Her Majesty asks, push it on me." ”

Another captain asked, "Do you want to be armed?"

Roydas gave him a blank look: "How stupid are you? Wait for those people to make a mess and then look for weapons? Of course you have to be armed!"

Bands of soldiers of the Guards, armed with guns and armoured, converged on the castle gates while blocking other access routes. At the same time, the shouting subsided considerably, but more officers and soldiers gathered in the wasteland outside the gate.

More than 10,000 officers and men are lined up in squadrons, brigades, and regiments. Fluorite lamps and battle flags were erected, as if they were waiting to be reviewed.

The Guards only confronted the growing ranks, while others crossed the confrontation and scattered in front of the various legions. Most of these richly dressed men were swaggering, either on dragon horses, or sitting in magic carts to talk to the leaders of those teams, and some even sent squires to give orders.

"What's going on out there?"

Below the castle, Brynto had just come out when he heard a commotion outside the castle.

The squire explained: "Many legionnaires came to show their loyalty, hoping that the queen would be crowned empress. ”

Brinto said casually, "What are those untouchables doing here?" go and ask General Roydas, and tell him that the queen needs to be quiet." ”

The squire hurried away, and returned a moment later to report that action was already underway, but Brynto waved his hand and ignored it.

"Let's make a fuss, at least let the queen know that the Legion supports her. ”

Brynto muttered that it would be the right thing for him to have the acolytes contact the heads of the other gods' churches.

In another corner tower of the castle, Gordon came out of the communication room and heard the commotion.

After the squire explained, Gordon nodded: "It's a good thing, but it doesn't make much sense, it's just to give us one more reason for tomorrow's memories." ”

After saying that, he didn't pay attention to it, and went into the communication room to get busy.

Outside the gate, the voices of the nobles who were talking to the legions grew louder.

"You are Saqitonians! How dare you disobey the Great Prince? The Great Prince will soon be king, don't you know your position?"

An earl was reprimanding several officers, and the eldest prince of Sachiton did not come forward, which was natural, how could the prince come forward with the matter of drinking the rank and file of the rank-and-file officers and soldiers of the army.

"We are now soldiers of the Order Alliance, and we obey the Queen's orders first, and then the orders of Sachidon!"

"Does the eldest prince object to the queen being the empress? Let the eldest prince come out and make it clear to everyone!"

"We're just here to express our wishes, don't we have the right to do that?"

These were at most the angry protests of the officers of the squad leader, who gathered here with great enthusiasm to express their hearts, and did not expect the nobles to come out and stop them.

The officers took the lead, and the soldiers behind them also gained courage and shouted at the earl.

The earl was also angry: "What a boldness! The queen should not be the empress, the queen will discuss with us, and you are also worthy of mixing?"

The officers did not flinch: "Why are we not worthy? We shed blood and sacrificed for the Queen's cause! Is it wrong to shout a few slogans? We support the Queen as the Empress and lead us to continue the battle!"

The soldiers are also excited, not worthy of mixing?

They joined the war to share the Queen's beliefs, but at the same time, didn't they also change their lives, break free from the suffering of slaves, commoners and the weak, and move towards a better tomorrow?

The war has given them extraordinary powers, and they all have a vision to continue to grow, earn bounties, reputations, and even knighthoods, and return to their homeland with a new identity to start a new life. Of course, it's okay to change places and live a better life.

In short, when queens become empresses, they can affirm their merits, and ensure that their bounties, reputations, and titles are not taken away from the barons, viscounts, lords, or counts, marquises, or even grand dukes and kings of their homeland.

In short, they, and those who have died, need a new country, an empire, so that the beautiful tomorrow they envision can be truly realized.

Now someone says to them, they don't deserve to be involved in such a thing?

"What family are you from??What title?Commoner?Pioneer Knight?"

The Earl did not dare to dwell on the topic of the Queen, and turned to his identity: "What a boldness! Without my permission, you pariahs dare to talk to me with your head held high?"

"Kneel," shouted the squire, "Didn't you hear the earl?"

The officers returned contemptuous glances and were invariably silent.

Indeed, the law of nobility is a powerful tradition, and even if they strive for it, they only have the same power as a count in the face of others.

But now, they deeply feel their other identity, that is, the queen's followers, the queen's knights. There is no distinction between high and low, under the queen, everyone is equal!

The difference between them could not be clarified for a while, and they had to express their rebellion against the laws of nobility in silence.

"Bastards, you're rebelling!"

The Count was furious: "Whip them!

Several attendants waved their horsewhips around, this scene, if you strip away the environment at the moment, take off the uniforms of the officers, and return to the identity under the uniform, it can be seen in the whole world from time to time, commonplace, and those who smoke and are taken for granted. /

But at this moment, the situation was different, the officers shouted "you dare", and the soldiers also surrounded with fierce eyes.

For an extremely brief period of time, both sides dismissed the other as a bluff.

But when the squire was urged by the Count to instinctively swing the whip and whip it on the officer's body, just as the magic and magic power that had been filled with magic power were ignited by a small magic force, the officers and soldiers exploded.

Dozens or hundreds of people rushed up, punched and kicked, and the attendants were suddenly pressed down and screamed repeatedly.

The earl's mount was taken aback, and even the earl thought that he had become a target, and he subconsciously pulled out his long sword and swung it wildly, and the tip of the sword pulled a bloody mark on a certain officer, which also made the officer's eyes immediately bloodshot.

The Count was torn off his horse, first for help, then for mercy.

The count was followed by some attendants, and these loyal attendants naturally only considered the safety of their masters, and immediately took up the magic guide spear.

The scattered gunshots splashed blood in the crowd, which also stunned the officers and soldiers who were beating the earl.

Immediately afterward, even angier cries rang out.

'They actually shot at us!'

"Kill them!"

"Enemy! This is the enemy!"

The queue was suddenly chaotic, hundreds of people rushed up, how could a few magic guide guns resist.

There were also smart people in the crowd, shouting, "They oppose the coronation of the queen, they are spies!

The chaos of this Sachitonian regiment did not attract the attention of the other regiments, after all, the gunfire was not very obvious, and the same confusion had already happened before them.

In front of the legions, all dressed in leather armor and with pointed ears, a hundred or so attendants of Morning Song and Earl Sunset formed in a circle, struggling to fend off attacks several times their size.

The squires drove the legionnaires back with their shields and swords, and at the same time angrily cursed slaves and lowly people, and in return they were saliva like drops of spit, mud, and even stones.

Seeing the chaos of the legion, the Guards guarding the gate began to advance, and Roydas gave them strict orders to ensure order even if they couldn't drive people away. The current situation has obviously reached the point where it has to be driven out by force.

Not all legions were in disarray, and the legions from Tangus, Hadron, and Elanis had been chanting slogans in unison, and the liaison officers who went to these legions not only did not dispel them, but joined the ranks and became higher leaders.

Seeing the movement of the Guards Legion, these legions took the opportunity to advance, and there was originally an empty strip on both sides, but now it has disappeared, and from a distance, it is thought that a battle of the old times has broken out.

A few kilometers from Valentinsiburg, in the camp of the Seventy-fourth Regiment of Independence, the commander of the regiment, Prince Remako, led only half of his men to support Sylvie, and half of the troops remained here.

A detachment of men and horses hurried into the camp, broke directly into the commander's tent, and beat the war drums to gather all the officers.

Dressed in silver armor, the Grand Prince of Sachiton was escorted by a legendary court magician of Sachiton, as well as dozens of elite attendants, pacing back and forth in the big tent, looking full of ambition.

So when the tent was suddenly opened, dozens or hundreds of magic machine gun carts and vehicle-mounted magic cannons, as well as thousands of soldiers armed with automatic magic guns, appeared and surrounded them, the eldest prince was so shocked that he turned into a sculpture and kept it for a long time.

"Big brother, you asked me to return to the Saqiton Kingdom immediately, it turned out that I came to receive my legion. ”

Prince Rimaco appeared, far away, his face still clearly visible under the fluorite lamp. It looks a little regretful, but there is also a kind of calm under the determination.

The eldest prince finally came to his senses and shouted in anger: "This, this is not your legion!

"Yes, I was wrong, this is not my legion", Rimako said lightly: "But you are also wrong, this is not your legion, not Saqiton's legion." ”

The eldest prince shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about!?"

"Nonsense?"

Rimako turned his head to look left and right, and shouted, "Tell me, soldiers, who are you fighting for!?"

Thousands shouted in unison: "For Theresia! For the Queen!"

Rimako raised his arms and shouted, "For the Empress!"

The voices of the people were louder: "For the Empress!"

Rimacko shook his head at the eldest prince: "The name of this legion is the seventy-fourth legion of the Order Alliance, and from me, the commander of the legion, to the most ordinary soldiers, they only obey the orders of Her Majesty Theresia. Do you want to take over the Legion, do you have orders from Your Majesty?"

The eldest prince said hatefully: "Ruimako, do you want to rebel?"

The legendary magician stood up: "This is not an attempt to rebel, but you have already rebelled!

"Take him!"

With the support of the legend, the eldest prince was much calmer: "You legends shouldn't be afraid of those guns!"

The legend groaned slightly, and the power gushed out, ready to move.

A deep female voice sounded: "It's okay to say that Rimaco has betrayed, before you judge Rimako, I have to judge you for the crime of rebellion!"

A figure stepped out of the shadows and stood beside Rimako, which immediately surprised the eldest prince and the legend.

Sylvie!

"Thank you, Marshal, I didn't expect the Marshal to accept my request," Rimak nodded to her gratefully.

"Originally, I only wanted to repay you, after all, you have done me a great favor in the west," said Sylvie, "but now it seems that it is not only your business, but that there are people who are impatient to break our alliance and betray Theresia." ”

The eldest prince said in despair: "This, this is just our own business!

"Why?"

Sylvie sneered: "Just because Rimacko supports the queen's coronation as empress, just because his legion is the legion of the empress, not the legion of your Saqidon kingdom." ”

She slowly pulled out the sword at her waist, and the warm white and dense holy light rippled on the sword body like water: "You should be glad that you are only a prince, and your actions cannot represent the entire kingdom of Saqidon, otherwise your rebellion will drag the entire kingdom into the dark abyss." ”

The holy light water streaks erupted, condensing into a foot-long sword, and Sylvie glanced at the group, his gaze as sharp as a sword: "Now, do you want to be caught, or wait for me to cut off your heads." ”

The eldest prince subconsciously looked at the legend around him, and the legendary magician trembled his lips and barely squeezed out a sentence: "Within the alliance, between legends, there should be no fight with each other." ”

After saying that, he bowed slightly to Sylvie, and the figure dissipated, and Sylvie did not stop him.

The eldest prince's face turned pale instantly, and at this time, the attendants behind him also knelt down one by one, he shook his body, as if his entire spine had been sucked away, and he knelt on the ground softly.