Chapter Forty-Nine: Dare to Rob My Things

Seeing that his people loved him so much, Vlad was also happy, and raised his glass to toast with everyone at the banquet. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The feast ushered in the most enthusiastic moment, everyone in front of the wine and food in front of them, today is Easter, the day of the resurrection of Jesus, is the day of the whole castle celebration, can only have fun.

"Mirena, where's Ingrass?" Vlad asked in a low voice, on today's big day, Ingrass, who is the most prince, has not come.

"Don't worry, he's with Mr. Merlin now."

"Bang ......"

With a loud bang, the gates of the castle were opened, it was not the sound of pushing the door, it was the sound of banging on the door.

Vlad looked up, and at this moment a group of people walked in from outside the gate, and the person in the front was a small flat head, with a large circle of beard on his mouth, deep sunken eyes, and a smile on the corner of his mouth, wearing silver armor, and the helmet was also holding his right hand.

When Vlad saw these people, his face changed, and the events of the morning suddenly came to his mind.

They're still coming.

The whole hall fell silent, and the people saw clearly who the group of people before them was, the army of Muhammad, the demons, the devils who killed everywhere.

Vlad stood up and squinted his eyes.

"Welcome, Lord Hamza, I didn't expect to meet so soon."

Hamza also looked at his old friend in front of him and said, "Sultan Mehmed II greets your father and son." ”

"Thank him on my behalf, Gongjin is ready." After saying that, Vlad waved his hand, and the soldiers behind him carried out a half-human-high box, which was opened, and it was full of gold coins engraved with Vlad's head.

Hamza looked at the gold coin and just smiled, then turned to Vlad and said, "This time, in addition to the tribute, I'm afraid there are other things to discuss." He took two steps forward, looked at Vlad and said, "Piercing Male, the bloodthirsty desire still lurks in your heart, imprisoned in a dark cage, unknown, but you know very well that it still exists. ”

Hamza's voice was full of bewitchment, and Vlad's face became more and more ugly with his voice, not because he said it badly, but because he was right, there was indeed a murderous figure in his heart, but he was deeply suppressed by his wife and children.

"The tribute to the Sultan, take it and leave!" There was not the slightest emotion in the voice.

Hamza looked at Vlad in front of him, the corpse hanging on the spear kept coming to his mind, smiled and turned to leave, just took two steps and patted his head fiercely, as if he remembered something, turned around and said: "One more thing to remind you is that the Sultan needs a thousand children to join his elite army." ”

A sentence seemed to ignite the entire hall, and the quiet crowd suddenly erupted in endless anger, and the faces of the Vlads sitting on the throne also changed greatly.

"Impossible."

"Don't think about it."

Before Vlad could speak, the people below were already shouting at Hamza.

Vlad stood up and said angrily, "Elite army? This provision was repealed a few years ago. ”

What is the Elite Army?

From the beginning of the children's selection, let them join the army when they are still teenagers, keep training, fighting, killing, fighting with their own people, fighting with enemies, killing their friends, killing all the enemies in front of them, killing is his only purpose, in general, it is a group of machines that only know how to kill, a hundred people go in, and when they come out, only one may survive, Vlad was a member of the elite army back then, and achieved his name as a piercing man.

Hamza shouted to the whole hall: "Boys over the age of fifteen are to fight in Hungary, and boys between the ages of ten and fourteen are to prepare for the attack on Vienna, and the Sultan wants everyone to be obedient." After speaking, he turned to Vlad and smiled: "Didn't your father also hand you over obediently." ”

There was mockery in his voice.

A soldier who had followed Hamza touched the chin of the trembling boy lying on the table in front of him, with a grim smile on his face.

"Not too strong, but enough."

There was endless coldness in the voice.

The father of the child next to him, although full of fear, stretched out his hands and took the soldier's arm and pleaded: "Don't do this, please." ”

The man gave the father a cruel look, grabbed his pleading right hand, and pressed it the table, while his left hand reached his waist, grabbed the short knife at his waist, and raised it violently, trying to cut off the right hand of the frightened father.

At this moment, Vlad rushed forward, reached out and grabbed the armor on the man's chest, pushing him against the wall, his right arm tightly pressed against his neck, and his eyes were full of murder.

"Do you know who I am?"

The man saw that Vlad was just pressing him against the wall, and his previous panic became fierce again.

"That's all in the past."

Vlad stared into his eyes tightly, and after a moment he let him go, his eyes full of helplessness, for the sake of his people, he was no longer the careless piercing man.

Hamza didn't make a move, just quietly looked at the angry Vlad in front of him.

"You don't have the strength or choice now, and if you don't listen to our orders, you will bear the consequences."

With a wave of his hand, he led his soldiers out of the hall and walked out.

At this time, Li Xing and Ingris walked into the hall from outside the city, and Ingris, who had been excited, kept gesturing in the air with the Tang knife given to him by Li Xing.

collided head-on with Hamza's group, and the two people looked at each other and staggered again.

The yellow-haired man who was dealt with by Vlad's move was angry at this time, and when he saw Li Xing and the two of them, especially the Tang knife in Ingris's hand, his face was happy, and he reached out and grabbed Ingris's right hand and forced the Tang knife into his hand.

"Ahh My knife. ”

Seeing someone snatching his knife, Ingris's face was full of panic.

Li Xing frowned deeply, and Hamza, who was at the front, turned his head to look at the regular meeting and continued to walk forward.

Ingris stared at the Tang knife, and quickly ran towards the yellow-haired man, wanting to snatch the Tang knife, the yellow-haired man touched the long knife in his hand with a look of surprise, and pushed Inglis who rushed over, and pushed the little guy directly to the side with his strong strength, and slammed his body into the wall behind him.

, rob my things, and dare to beat me, is it tolerable or unbearable.

With a leap, he grabbed the handle of the "streamer" knife with his right hand, and raised his right foot and kicked it hard at the yellow-haired man's stomach.

No one dared to underestimate Li Xing's strength, this kick directly kicked the yellow-haired man a few meters away, hit the door of the hall that had just opened, spit out a mouthful of blood, just came out of the hall, and flew back again, faster.

The people in Hamza stopped this time, and a person standing next to the yellow-haired man in armor on the side saw his teammates vomiting blood from the beating, his face was a little ugly, and he pulled out the long knife on his waist and slashed at Li Xing.

Li Xing put the snatched Tang knife in his left hand, moved his body sideways to avoid the long knife that was chopping, clenched his fist with his right hand, and rushed forward, his fist was fierce, bringing a hissing sound.

The other man next to him changed his face greatly, and he moved forward quickly, blocking the shield in his hand in front of Li Xing's fist, wanting to help his companion block Li Xing's punch.

Li Xing's right fist did not retract, but swung forward at a faster speed.

"Boom ......"

The fist and the shield met, the violent fist wind hit the shield fiercely, the whole shield became torn apart, the man behind the shield, the man holding the long knife behind the man, both spurted a mouthful of blood and flew backwards, only less than five seconds passed, and the strongest soldiers brought by Hamza were seriously injured by Li Xing's.

Looking at the dozen or so other soldiers who were constantly surrounding, Li Xing's face was serious, and he pushed Ingris back a step, and the Tang Dao was replaced by his right hand, and the wind was blowing under his feet, and he moved forward quickly.

In Chinese martial arts, there is a saying that the power of ten will be reduced, and Li Xing's strength is simply a bug here, coupled with weapons made of modern technology, there is no comparison with the root quilt.

But for a minute, Li Xing's long knife was on Hamza's neck, and under him lay a bunch of wailing soldiers, Li Xing didn't use heavy hands, just cut all their armor into pieces, and then stabbed them a few times in some parts to ensure that they couldn't die, but it hurt.

Hamza still had a bit of backbone, and although his whole body was trembling, he still said in a trembling voice.

"Are you declaring war on the Sultan?"

"Who gave you the guts to rob me of my things?" Li Xing said sharply.