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Fueled by the strong winds, the fire gradually spread to the land, burning the giant's tent for dozens of miles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The fire burned down the giant's camp and reduced it to ashes along with a large amount of supplies, but at the same time as the fire burned, it seemed that a fire was also lit up behind the giant.

The fire burned the grain and grass that the giants had hoarded behind.

After crossing the river, Diharut stood on a high cliff and looked up, but he felt a little strange.

According to common sense, no matter how big the fire is, it is impossible to burn to the rear of the giants, right?

Well, how did the fire in the rear ignite?

Just thinking about it, suddenly a basin-sized projectile whistled and flew in the direction of Diharut, Diharut hurriedly flashed, narrowly dodged the projectile, the projectile grazed Diharut's shoulder and flew over, "Boom!~", and smashed the cliff behind him.

It turned out that after Diharut crossed the river, a giant team had already discovered Diharut's whereabouts, quietly followed, and surrounded Diharut on the cliff.

With a large number of enemy troops at the bottom of the mountain, and with cliffs behind them, Diharut has no way to retreat.

"Oh no, unknowingly, I fell into the trap of the giant. DiHarut secretly screamed badly, "Hurry up and send a distress signal to the other side, and let Archduke Kreston send troops to support us." ”

"Yes, Lord Diharut!" the soldier hurriedly lit a distress fireworks.

Archduke Kreston, who was on the other side of the Ella River, looked at the rapidly jumping flames for help, but his expression was extremely indifferent.

"Lord Duke, Lord Diharut's forward battalion is surrounded by the enemy, do you send reinforcements to the rescue?" asked the adjutant.

"It's just wonderful. Archduke Kreston squinted slightly and said ambiguously.

"Lord Duke?" asked the adjutant in astonishment.

"Removing this hidden danger with the help of a giant is not necessarily a bad thing for us Dean. Archduke Kreston said with a smile.

"But what about the brothers of the Forward Battalion, do you want them to be buried with Diharut?" said the adjutant in his heart.

"In order to eliminate the great hidden danger of Diharut, it is also necessary to pay the price of some people's lives, and it is not possible to send troops to rescue, and the whole army retreats!" Archduke Kreston suddenly ordered.

"This... ”

"Well, are you going to disobey?" asked Kreston coldly, and the lieutenant shuddered.

"No, the subordinates don't dare!" The adjutant quickly shook his head, and then shouted: "The whole army retreats!"

With a wave of the flag, the Archduke Kreston led the army out of position.

Looking at the army that turned around and left, the soldiers of the forward battalion across the river fell into complete despair.

"Archduke Kreston has withdrawn!~"

"We're done, we're dead!~" The soldiers shouted in despair.

DiHarut seemed to have a premonition of something, and an even more ominous premonition struck him, "Oh no, Aiyi, Hain?"

On the windless post, a group of cavalry suddenly appeared, causing Hain, who was casting the spell, to notice the abnormalities around him.

"Lord Hain, the spell casting is over!~" A team of centaurs suddenly appeared on the hill, and the one led by it was none other than Emmarinke.

"What?" Before Hain could react, a rope slip came from behind Hain's back, enveloping Hain entirely.

Due to the fact that summoning wind magic consumes a lot of spiritual power, Hain's body, which is almost prostrated at this time, is powerless to break free, so he has to be captured.

"Thank you for your magic, Lord Hain, but please come with me for now. With a flick of his whip, one of them threw Hain into the carriage and drove away from the windless hill with lightning speed.

Kreston led the army back in triumph, and the Second Battle of the Ella River ended in Dean's brilliant victory.

The warships that the giants had worked so hard to build were all burned down, and in a short period of time, they had lost the ability to start a war on their own initiative.

Before the triumphal ceremony, the Grand Duke of Kreston returned to King Dean the night before and met with Filthos to give a brief account of the battle.

Felseos was not very interested in these battles, but more concerned about Diharut, a rival in his eyes who was like a thorn in his eye and a thorn in his flesh.

"So, what about Diharut's head?" asked Filthos eagerly.

It turned out that before this battle, Felseos had already issued an assassination order for Diharut in advance, and asked Kreston to find an opportunity to kill Diharut during the battle, and then, and then fabricated an illusion that DiHarut was killed on the battlefield, so that he could get rid of his rival in love, so that Princess Aiyi could be naturally included in Felsesos's Houv Palace.

Although Filsos issued an assassination order, the scheming Archduke Kreston felt that killing people with a knife was more secretive, so there was a matter of Diharut charging into battle and being inexplicably surrounded by enemies.

In fact, after the landing, Diharut was not discovered by the giants, but Kreston deliberately exposed DiHarut's whereabouts, all of which were under the control of Kreston, and he was sure that DiHarut would never fly back even if he had wings.

"Diharut's head has probably been reduced to a pile of ashes, and he has been ambushed by giants, and he has no third choice but to be burned by fire or to die by jumping off a cliff. Kreston said with a sneer.

Listening to Kreston's answer, Felseos smiled and nodded, "This time, Lord Kreston has made another great achievement, and once again saved the fate of the Dean Kingdom in a time of crisis. ”

"This is the duty of your subordinates. Kreston said modestly.

"During the reign of my father, the Qiyan Kingdom sent an army of 30,000 and threatened to destroy our Dean Kingdom, when it was in danger, everyone had nothing to do, only when you were only an earl at that time, you used a trick to defeat the Qiyan army and keep the Dean Kingdom, and you also got your name because of this war, and you were promoted to two levels in a row, and became the Grand Duke of the Dean Kingdom. Firssos was still smiling.

"Loyalty to the Kingdom and Your Majesty is the duty of your subordinates, and it is incumbent upon them. Kreston said modestly, still modestly.

"Now, the Grand Duke of Kreston has defeated the giants twice in a row, so that the giants can no longer cross east, and once again keep my kingdom, how can I thank you?" Filthos looked at Kreston faintly, and it was only then that Kreston noticed something strange around him.

In the dark palace, several dark shadows suddenly burst out, surrounding Kreston in the center.

"Your Majesty?" and Kreston stared at Firssos with a stunned expression.

"In the kingdom of Dean, the reputation of the Grand Duke of Kreston may not even be matched by my Filthos, my father has imprisoned you for nearly twenty years, but once you are released from prison, you can easily make tens of thousands of soldiers bow down and obey your command, which I am afraid even my father cannot do.

If one day, you suddenly feel that you want to live a royal addiction, I'm afraid that if you want my Filthos's head, it's just a matter of turning your hands, right?" As soon as Filthos said this, a cold air suddenly burst out of Kreston's back, and it instantly cooled from his head to his feet.

None of the ministers who were suspicious of the king would end well, and Kreston seemed to have a premonition of his fate, and his wrinkled old face suddenly turned white.

"I, Kreston, have always been loyal to the Kingdom of Dean, and have assisted three generations of kings, and have never had two hearts, if Your Majesty is really suspicious of the old minister, the old minister is willing to hand over all his rights and return to his hometown to be an ordinary commoner. Kreston said with a trembling voice.

"Hehe, you are still an old minister who has assisted three generations of kings, why don't you have any common sense? You have made great contributions, not only did I not reward you, but instead of rewarding you, I reduced you to the people, what will other nobles think of me?

"If you kill me, won't you tarnish Your Majesty's holy name even more?" asked Kreston.

"After you die, I will let Emmarin inherit your title and continue to serve as the Duke of the Kingdom, so that the hidden danger will be eliminated, and it can be regarded as an explanation for you, how about it?" Firsos asked coldly.

Kreston was completely conscious, in fact, before this expedition, he had this premonition, once the giant was completely defeated and the external troubles were eliminated, then, the only thing that Felseos was worried about was internal worries.

And the internal worry that worries Fierthos the most is that he is in a high position, his status has reached the point of no return, and he has established such a miraculous achievement, Fissos has nothing to reward himself, once the hero reaches the point where there is no reward, then, the next fate is only a dead end.

Kreston sneered, he laughed at his hesitation, laughed at his contempt for his enemy, he thought that Firsos was just a yellow-haired boy who didn't do anything more, but he didn't expect that he would be so scheming and do it to himself so quickly, and he was so neat and tidy that he didn't give himself a chance to breathe.

Defeated at the hands of such a man, Kreston had nothing to say, "In this case, the old minister can only die." ”

With that, Kreston drew his sword and struck himself in the court.