Chapter 12: Persuasion

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In the battle mage formation of the royal family.

"Ice wall, earth wall, whatever it is, put up a barrier for me!" The Grand (Harmony) Mage of the Kingdom of Andris and the Deputy Head of the Royal War Mage Regiment, Benson Baird, brandished his ironwood sword and shouted hoarsely.

At this time, King Charles's Praetorian Guards had already broken through the outer mage array and rushed straight to his own formation. The distance was only seventy or eighty paces, and it was only a matter of a few breaths for the cavalry.

Master Benson (Harmony) didn't want to recite the forbidden spell now, and only hoped to contain the opponent's momentum.

It's a pity that the heavens didn't fulfill people's wishes, and seeing that the mages summoned countless magic barriers in front of the formation, the Praetorian Cavalry also made a decisive change - several members of the first row of the cavalry formation were above the seventh level of fighting spirit, and the fierce generals of the broken army wrapped in brilliant weapons on Zhou's body quickly jumped out of the array and launched an attack on the magic barrier in turn!

Their impact power is not comparable to that of ordinary knights, just look at Douglas, this guy can force a path in the forest! Countless giant trees that covered the sky and the sun were as fragile as rotten wood in front of him, shattering when they were rushed, not to mention the few walls of earth and ice that the mages had temporarily pulled up.

Under the onslaught of the invincible Breakers, the magic barrier is decreasing at a rapid rate!

"Advanced range spells, let's put advanced range spells together!" Benson Baird ordered loudly that it was not the style of their War Mage Regiment to defend and not attack.

Hearing this, the more than 200 war mages of the pro-guard team each chanted the high-level spells they were good at.

However, this action of theirs undoubtedly irritated the Praetorian Guards, who could no longer care about the damage, and suddenly increased the speed of their horses, and crashed into them like a wall!

Even if it costs the lives of all the soldiers in the first row, they will completely crush each other before the mages can cast their spells!

"Shhhh Are these guys crazy?! ”

Master Benson (Harmony), who was chanting spells, stopped abruptly and gritted his teeth as he stared at the countless red-eyed Praetorian Iron Riders crashing into the magic barrier, knowing that his home could not be defended.

At this point, avoiding it is the right choice.

However, just as he turned his horse's head to get out of the dead place as soon as possible, a big hand suddenly covered his head!

"You!" Benson glared at his own guard captain, DeWitt Eggbert.

"Your Excellency Master (Harmony), farewell!" Devit smirked and unleashed the spell!

In an instant, a blue-blue flame burst out from DeWitt's palm and enveloped Benson's head!

"Uhhh

Under the extremely high temperature of the flame, Benson's hair burned clean at a very fast speed, and his skin quickly dried up and turned black! He could no longer sit on his mount and fell off his horse screaming.

DeWitt also dismounted, walked up to him, and thrust his ironwood sword with both hands upside down!

"Poof!"

The razor-sharp ironwood sword effortlessly pierced the armor on Benson's chest and pierced him right into his heart!

Benson, who was struggling and screaming, only twitched a few times and then didn't move.

At this time, the Praetorian Guard Cavalry Formation, which had noticed that the situation had changed, had also stopped its charge, and together with the other war mages in the formation, they looked at DeWitt who had killed their main general.

"DeWitt, you brute! How could you do such a thing! ”

After a few moments, someone finally came to their senses, and a war mage swung his sword and was about to charge towards DeWitt.

"Shut up, Mark!" DeWitt yelled.

The war mage named Mark was stunned for a moment, he never thought that a scumbag who killed his master would have the face to yell at him so justifiably.

"The victory is decided, surrender!" Devit flattened his arms and addressed all the war mages. "King Charles will put an end to the Millennial War and give us war mages freedom! Isn't that what we've always dreamed of? ”

"This ......" all the war mages looked at each other.

That's right, the war has been fought for thousands of years, and even those war mages who have been brainwashed by religious ideas since childhood are actually very tired of it. Moreover, they have been forced to be separated from their families since they were children, have no personal freedom, and have served the royal family and the church all their lives, how can they not have resentment in their hearts?

If...... If the war could really be stopped, and they could be given their freedom and reunited with their families, then Charlie would be willing to be loyal to him, even if he was a shameful apostate.

"Who knows if what you're saying is true or false?" The war mage named Mark said.

"Hmph." DeWitt looked at him and pouted, stuck his ironwood sword into the ground, and hurried to the array of Praetorian Guards, kneeling on one knee.

"Tell them yourself, Your Majesty!"

The knight in front of him, who was covered in heavy black armor like the other Praetorian Guards, and looked inconspicuous when he heard this, took off his overcover.

Dark red hair, sapphire blue eyes, and a handsome face with pale blonde.

"King Charlie!"

All the war mages exclaimed. They never dreamed that Charlie, who was the king of a country, would take the lead and fight side by side with the soldiers on the front line of danger.

"Egbert, flat."

Charlie raised his hand and said with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, the king!"

DeWitt stood up.

"How did Qing recognize Lonely?" Charlie asked curiously.

DeWitt smiled to himself and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, I know your horse." ”

Charlie's eyes widened in surprise, he was born in the Eastern Continent soldiers, and he knew the truth that "generals don't ride white horses", so not only did he wear the same armor as other Janissary iron horses, but even the horse was the least ridden and the most inconspicuous one in his own stable, but he didn't expect to be recognized by De Witt.

"Could it be that Feiqing has the ability to never forget?" He remembered that Devit rarely came to the camp of the Praetorian Cavalry, and that his horses had probably not seen him a few times.

"The king is indeed a holy candle."

Devitt bowed and replied with a smile. In fact, if he didn't have such ability, he had only watched the training of the Praetorian Guards with his superiors, heard their slogans from afar, and lacked understanding of Charlie's thoughts, how could he have said what he had just said?

"Qing is really talented!" Cha Reason sighed heartily.

"Bullshit!" Hearing that the king and DeWitt were talking happily in the Eastern Continent accent, Bill was upset, and he took off his helmet and scolded:

"This guy is just a despicable speculator and sycophant!"

The situation on the scene suddenly became a little stiff.

But Bill still gushed on: "If it wasn't for the defeat just now, he wouldn't have defected!" He thought I didn't know what kind of person he was? He relied on flattery and bribed officials to successfully rise to ......"

"Enough!" Charlie interrupted Bill with something to say, how could he not know this? It's just that Devit is now a hero after all, and it was he who killed Benson just now at the last moment to avoid a heavy loss for his Praetorian Cavalry, so the necessary commendation and face still have to be given to others.

Seeing the burning eyes of the king staring at him, Bill pursed his lips and turned his head away.

After suppressing Bill, Charlie turned to DeWitt again: "Egbert, you will never forget your credit this time." After the rebellion of the Holy See faction is completely quelled, Lone will definitely reward you heavily, so now you can step back first. ”

"Yes!"

DeWitt replied respectfully, Charlie said this very politely just now, it can be said that he has already given him face, how dare he give face without shame? So he stood aside at the moment, giving way to enter the main formation of the War Mage Regiment.

It was only after he stood still that he glanced at Bill with resentment, and pondered in his heart the idea of revenge against this man.

Charlie nodded to DeWitt and drove his horse into the main camp of the War Mages.

"Soldiers of the War Mage Regiment!" King Charles looked around at the countless war mages around him who were staring at him with hostility and distrust.

At this time, the battle was over, and the 2,000 members of the royal family's war mage regiment gathered together except for the dead and wounded.

"The war between the kingdoms of my Creation God and the Southern Brown Empire has been fought on and off for thousands of years, and I don't know how many loyal warriors and pious people have died in the war for thousands of years. Not to mention it from afar, let's just say that I am Andris Kingdom, the decline of the country, the fatigue of the people's livelihood, I think you are all deeply touched, right? ”

The war mages all nodded.

Charlie continued to say: "But what are we paying such a big price for? The will of the goddess? But ask yourselves, have your prayers ever been answered by her? ”

Several war mages gritted their teeth and shook their heads.

"We are grateful for her creative grace and are willing to be her devout disciples, but we have given thousands of years and countless generations of blood and lives for her, should we continue?"

A look of grief appeared on the faces of the war mages, how could they still want to continue after countless people in their families had died in the war for thousands of years?

It's just that I can't help myself! Neither their masters, the Church nor the Crown, were willing to give up the war, so what could they do?

"No matter what you think, but Lone is determined to put an end to this! Even if you fight alone, until you are alone, you must implement your ideals! Stop this war that has lasted for thousands of years! Charlie waved his fist and said impassionedly.