Chapter Fifty-Eight: Harvesting the Soul of the Dead
The Duke of Windsor looked at Busen with astonishment and anger, and the knights who stood with him, did they all want to blame themselves?
When Lu Jingzhi saw Bu Sen stand up, he knew that something was wrong, Bu Sen was the same as Afaron, he was a straightforward person, but he did not have Afaron's machine change and martial arts. At this time, he stood up and questioned the Duke of Winsha with a sense of wine, and he was already desperately relieved of his status as a castle knight. Although he cherished honor as his life, his admiration for the late commander made him swallow these words like a fish, and he did not vomit or be unhappy.
Sure enough, Duke Wensha's face changed several times, and he finally said in a deep voice: "What do you mean by this?
Busen said proudly: "Lord Duke, where were you when Your Excellency Afalon and I were besieged!"
The Duke of Windsor wanted to say haughtily that there was no need to answer you, and he tried to cover it up with his words, but he thought uncertainly, but did not speak. At this time, Lu Jingzhi stood behind him and said, "Father, you were fighting at that time. Duke Wensha suddenly said: "Of course on the battlefield, my knight, are you doubting my martial prowess?"
Busen looked around, saw that all the knights had stopped drinking, looked at himself, felt more courageous, and said: "Your Excellency, it was indeed on the battlefield at that time, but can you tell me why you turned your back on the enemy when all the knights were fighting for you?!"
As soon as these words came out, the hall was in an uproar. Everyone still doesn't know what the real reason for this defeat is, they just think that fighting each other on the battlefield, victory or defeat is naturally a common thing in soldiers. But listening to Busen's words, it turned out that the Duke escaped before the battle and led to the rout of the whole army, could it be that the Duke is a coward?
Duke Wensha was nervous, and his words stammered, and he pointed at Busen and said, "You are nonsense...... What nonsense...... What! I, I, how can I escape...... Escape?"
Busen sneered, stepped forward and said, "Please tell me, why is your back facing the enemy?"
Duke Wensha was annoyed and angry when he was asked, and was about to go crazy, when suddenly Lu Jingzhi behind him stopped in front of him, and said to Busen in an apologetic voice: "Knight Busen, I am deeply sorry for the death of His Excellency Afaron. As he spoke, he walked towards Busen and said with his eyes: Don't come back, don't come back, listen to me.
"Your Excellency ...... Magic" Busen wanted to say something, but was stopped by Lu Jingzhi with a strange look. He still has a lot of respect for the high-ranking knight Lu Jingzhi, and among all the great undead, only Lu Jingzhi is often praised privately by the chief Afaron. They also led their troops to battle and victory, the difference was that their commander fell to the battlefield after the victory, while Lu Jingzhi led the undead troops back to the castle almost unharmed. As for the human slaves who fought, the casualties would not be counted by Busen.
"Buson, let me explain to you why you saw the back of the Duke. Lu Jingzhi put his hand on the hilt of the one-handed sword at his waist, "That's because of me." The Duke saw that I was in danger, so he turned back to save me. Although this is not true, you must believe it, if you have any doubts, at least don't ask them here! Lu Jingzhi shouted in his heart.
Buson was stunned, is that so......?" But, sir, I didn't see you then. He did see knights and foot soldiers in front of the Duke's horse, but there were no magicians there.
"Of course you can't see me, because my mount fell from an arrow. Lu Jingzhi stared at Busen's face with his eyes at the same time, and continued to shout to him in his heart, don't ask again, don't expose it, once the duke can't get off the stage, it will be you and the knights behind you who will suffer serious consequences, and I will keep you to deal with Ados.
Busen suddenly realized and said, "So, it was the Duke who turned back in front of the enemy in order to save you?"
Lu Jingzhi nodded and said, "As a knight, you should know how difficult it is. "Very well, Buson, that's good, go on along that lines.
"That is to say...... Lord Duke saved you, and you went to raid the enemy camp again and saved the battle?" Busen sorted out his thoughts while restoring the scene in his imagination, and suddenly said worriedly: "Your Excellency the Magician, if you hadn't raided the enemy camp, I'm afraid we would have been wiped out there." ”
Lu Jingzhi said: "You're right. "Awesome, well done! Just convince yourself that you have to give the Duke a step, and if he can get off the stage, you will not be in danger.
"My lord, I beg your pardon for being rude. The upright Bussen fell down on one knee with the Duke and begged the Lord for forgiveness.
"Forgiveness?!" the Duke finally regained his feeling as a lord, and the shame he felt for his cowardice in front of his subordinates turned into anger and vented: "Now do you know that you are wrong? Now you know that I am your lord? It is not so easy to get my forgiveness!"
Lu Jingzhi was just about to defend Busen a few words, when he suddenly saw Gaso standing up with his body bent, standing in front of the duke and saying in a loud voice: "Your Excellency is no longer right, Busen, this is not something that can be solved with a few apologies! You have to win more military exploits for your lordship, so as to show your martial arts and your former commander, Your Excellency Afaron!"
Although it was ridiculous that he crooked his old waist and didn't know when he would fall, when he said this, his aura was so strong that it overshadowed the whole audience, even the lord. The honor of knights and high-ranking knights suddenly became the most important content in the topic, and even the anger of the lord became insignificant.
Just as everyone was moved by Old Gaso's words, Lu Jingzhi drew the one-handed sword at his waist with a swipe. The duke was overjoyed in his heart, and secretly said in his heart: My son still knows my intentions, so he quickly cut off his head with a sword, and gave my father this evil breath!
Unexpectedly, Lu Jingzhi handed the sword to Busen's hand and said: "This sword is the sword used by His Excellency Afalong during his lifetime, and just now you also saw that Lord Duke posthumously awarded it the title of permanent army commander, and now I will hand over this sword to you for safekeeping, in order to reward your loyalty to Lord Afalong and Lord Duke." ”
Buson was grateful, and couldn't say more. He was ready to be expelled and become a wandering dismounted knight, but he was unexpectedly discerned by His Excellency the Demon Envoy and received such great glory. He hurriedly took the sword with both hands, kissed it solemnly, and hugged it tightly in his arms.
"Your Excellency, it's time to give your Excellency the Magician a sword. Old Gaso reminded in a whisper. He couldn't help but sigh secretly when he saw that he wanted to increase the popularity of the Duke in such a layout, but he was still superior to Lu Jing's skills and bought the loyalty of the knights.
Duke Wensha didn't know what to do now, but he was stopped by Gassel first, and almost made Lu Jingzhi's anger crooked. Fortunately, he was a great undead after all, and finally calmed down at the critical moment, and the rattle bell called the waiter to bring the sword that had been prepared a long time ago, and said, "Magician, my child, come here, come to my father." ”
When Lu Jingzhi heard this, he smiled at Busen, turned back to the duke, and shouted, "Father." ”
The Duke took up a silver sword in the attendant's hand, the hilt of which was encrusted with a ruby that glittered in the firelight. The dark red color on the blade of the sword, like a dried bloodstain, declared the unusual origin of this sword.
"This is my treasured sword, called 'Blood of Kings'. The duke picked up the sword, and when the fire shone brightly, the ruby on the hilt and the red on the blade lit up at the same time, and the red light emitted like an endless murderous aura about to rush out of the sword. Lu Jingzhi only felt that the ice pill in his stomach was about to move, and he unconsciously covered his stomach with his hand.
The duke looked at the sword in his hand with admiration, and said, "This sword was obtained from the enemy when I was the head of the knight in the royal capital, and in that war, I obtained this castle by virtue of my military exploits. When His Majesty knew that I had obtained this sword, he offered to exchange another castle for my sword, but I did not agree to him. So he was removed from His Majesty's close ministers and returned here to be a small lord. If I had said yes, the city of Athos would have been mine. ”
Lu Jingzhi endured the discomfort in his stomach and reluctantly smiled: "Father, you must know the origin of this sword?"
The duke stared at the blade and said, "I didn't know about it, but later, a bard came to the city, saying that he had heard that I had obtained a sword from the royal capital, and he came to see it. Of course I wouldn't just show him that, but he wrote me a lot of poems to see the sword, saying that it was going to be sung all over the empire. As soon as I was pleased, I took it out and showed it to him. ”
Bingjian Sauer has been watching this farce silently, and seeing that Gasuo and Lu Jingzhi have resolved the contradiction between Busen and the duke, he still has a little regret in his heart. At this time, when he heard the lord say this, he snorted coldly in his heart, and said in a low voice: "I'm afraid that the poet slapped you a lot of sycophants!" Although the voice was very small, it was heard by Lu Jingzhi.
"This sword is the legendary sword that wounded Prince Ferdinand during the Rebellion of the Seven Kings. The Duke did not hear the slightest slander from the Ice Sword Sauer, and continued: "Now, I will grant you this sword, so that you can continue the prestige of this sword. ”
Lu Jing was stunned and said, "Father, I ......" Before he could think of a resignation, the duke ordered: "Kneel, my child!"
Lu Jingzhi knelt in front of the duke according to his words, but the duke did not hand him the sword immediately, but said to the knights, infantry, and servants in the audience: "When our army set off, there was a knight, with a scout team composed of subordinates, who traveled at night, avoided the reconnaissance net of the blood crow, reached the hill, and killed the enemy's high-ranking knight Gomez, so that our army could reach the position on time." Who is this warrior?"
The audience replied in unison: "It's the knight of Lu Jing!"
The duke nodded with satisfaction, snorted, and said, "When our army was fighting, who repelled the enemy's onslaught twice and led the left flank to counterattack?"
The audience replied loudly: "It's Your Excellency Lu Jingzhi!"
The duke showed a smile and continued to say loudly: "When our army was defeated, there was a soldier with his subordinates, who bravely marched forward and attacked the enemy camp at the risk of being cut off by the enemy, so that the enemy had to save himself and let us come back safely?"
The audience eagerly replied, "It's the magic envoy Lu Jingzhi!!"
The duke raised his right hand and pointed at Lu Jingzhi, and then asked: "When our army retreated, who was it who only led the human slaves to lay down a line of defense so that we could return safely, and also injured the other party's high-ranking knight Baronte?"
The audience cheered and shouted: "Your Excellency Lu Jingzhi!
Seeing that the atmosphere was gradually rising, the Duke asked again: "Your Excellency has the art of war of His Excellency Afalong and the power of magical magic, knights of the Afalong Legion, do you want to follow his sword and obtain your own martial honors?"
Buson and the rest of Afaron's old subordinates agreed in unison, and their voices were very impassioned.
In the more than 100 years of Afaron's leadership, there have been more than ten major battles and countless small battles, and the losses of the Afalong Legion have always been low to other legions. At this time, if the new legion commander is replaced by Gasus or Sauer, I am afraid that it will be difficult to convince the knights. But if it was replaced by Lu Jingzhi, it would be no longer proper. Even if some knights think that Lu Jingzhi has some small tricks, which can hardly be called a big strategy, it is much better than Sauer's courage and strategy. As for Gazo, everyone only thinks that he is just a witch doctor, at most he plays tricks and leads his troops to fight. At this time, I heard the duke ask if he was willing to follow Lu Jingzhi, and nine and a half out of ten were willing. Half of them are reluctant to follow Lu Jingzhi, but they are even more reluctant to follow the other two. So the knights, who were already enthusiastic, all raised their right hands at this time, shouting the name of the magic envoy Lu Jingzhi, cheering, and even celebrating with their foreheads.
Lu Jingzhi's mood also became excited, he had never been expected and expected by so many people. At this moment, he made up his mind that whoever went to battle with him, as long as he followed him wholeheartedly, he must bring them back. Bring it back alive!
Only to hear the Duke say to himself: "Magician, my child, you have heard, so many knights and soldiers, they will follow in your footsteps, go to every part of the battlefield, and willingly give their lives for you. ”
Lu Jingzhi was still immersed in the huge impact of the atmosphere at this time, and when he heard the duke's words, his heart moved again, and he nodded and said, "Father, I will not be disappointed." "Live up to these knights who swear to follow them, even if they are undead, lifeless corpses, but as long as they are righteous to themselves, they will inevitably have affection for them.
Although Ice Sword Sauer had long known that he had no chance to receive the Afalong Legion, when he heard the answer between the Duke and Lu Jingzhi, he still felt a cold jealousy in his heart.
At this time, the banquet was coming to an end, and the Duke raised his glass and said in a loud voice: "Today, I declare that the magic envoy Lu Jingzhi, my son, is the hero of this battle!"
The sound of cheers and clinking glasses, jubilation filled the hall. After the duke had told everyone to eat and drink, he was the first to leave, and Gasso quietly followed.
Do they have any conspiracy? What kind of enemy will Lu Jingzhi face?
If you want to know what happens next, let's see the next breakdown.