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Damn! After walking out of the palace, the poor Dao was in a very unhappy mood! He even asked the king, an idiot, to put him on a show! Without asking too much, I can imagine how bloody the group duel project that this group of cold-blooded nobles came up with! It is estimated that there are not many people left, and as for the losing side, it will definitely be dead! Can he still live if he makes his monarch lose face?

In other words, no matter what the result is, my mad dragoons are going to suffer heavy losses this time! What a level of poisonous tricks! No? Can such a vicious trick be thought of with the king's IQ?

When I got home, I went to see my grandfather immediately. The old man was leisurely drinking tea, and when he saw me, he smiled happily and said, "You're coming to see Grandpa again?"

"Yes, is Grandpa doing?" asked Poor Dao with a smile.

"Cut, come less, eighty percent of you are in trouble, so you came to the old man to solve it, didn't you?" said Grandpa with a smile.

"How do you know?" asked the poor Dao strangely.

"You came in with a frown, what else could be good?"

"Hey, hey, it's still grandpa!" Poor Dao couldn't help but admire this old man's keen observation!

"Tell me, what's wrong? Something that can make you panic must be more troublesome!" said Grandpa.

"Trouble Dala!" said the poor Dao Dao, and finally said: "How many of my mad dragoons are there? Everyone has spent a lot of my gold coins and equipment, and they are all very precious, and if I ask this king to waste it on the dueling arena for me, I will not be distressed to death?"

"Well, according to the usual practice, this kind of thing is taken by the five major legions in turn, and this time it has been brought to our Long family, so it is reasonable to ask you to go!" Grandpa said, "Are you afraid?"

"I'm not used to working hard for the king!" said Poor Dao helplessly, "Can you tell me the specific rules?"

"There are no rules, it's just that in a particularly large arena, 1,000 people on each side, set up a formation, kill at the first order, you can use any item, make any trick, there is no limit, as long as you kill the opponent, you win!"

Damn! It's bloody enough!

"Then who is fighting whom? How is it arranged?" asked Poor Dao.

"There is no arrangement, it is the kings who pick their opponents, to see who is not pleasing to the eye or has had a festival before, just go directly to the challenge, if the opponent agrees, you can ask the deacons of the Holy See to arrange the venue, the time is set by themselves, and then kill. Grandpa's flat tone made me shudder a little.

"Are there many dead?" asked the poor Dao.

"Tens of thousands every year!" Grandpa's flat tone made me shudder a little.

"Who are the opponents?"

"They are all the most elite troops of all countries, and absolutely only the elite of the elite, the ace of the aces, are qualified to participate! The winner will have a huge honor and a generous reward. Grandpa began to say excitedly: "Our Long family has won several championships and won huge honors on the mainland, don't you let me down?"

"Dizzy, can you ask about our casualties?" said Poor Dao uneasily.

"Well~!Not necessarily, when there are more, there are more than 10,000, and if there is less, there are five or six thousand!"

"Ah! Death of so many people just for the sake of fighting for fun? It's just sick!" Poor Dao said angrily: "I won't do it! I have a total of 3,500 mad dragoons, and I can't wipe them all out at this time?"

"Hehe, don't worry, I will transfer 1W Qinglong Iron Cavalry to you, you can send some wild dragoons every time!" Grandpa smiled: "I won't tell you to fight all of them!"

"How many people are we going to?"

"Normally, it's 3W people, 20,000 royal guards, and 1W soldiers who participate in the duel!"

"Damn! We have lost so many people, and the king will not subsidize it?" asked the poor man dissatisfied!

"Haha, don't you know that this is a good opportunity to make money?" said Grandpa with a sly smile.

"Make money, you say gambling?" asked Poor Dao in surprise.

"Yes!" said Grandpa

"Doesn't the doctrine of God of Light advise people not to gamble?

"Hehe, that's an admonition, not a ban, and besides, the church charges 10% of the fee in the name of 'confession to the gods.'" How can we collect money if we don't block them?" said Grandpa.

"10%? isn't that the same as the casino charges?" asked Poor Dao

"Hehe! Not only is the amount the same! The service is the same, they also lend usury, help you collect debts, etc., etc., etc!" Grandpa said jokingly: "They are just a legal underworld!"

Damn, it's fucking black!

"Forget it, I'll talk about it then! I've come to you for one more thing!" said Poor Dao, who didn't want to mention this filthy church anymore.

"What's the matter?" asked Grandpa.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Nicholas has sworn allegiance to me!" said Poor Dao lightly.

"Plop!" Grandpa squirted out a sip of tea and glared at me, "It's not a big deal? It's bigger than the sky!

"It's absolutely true!" Poor Dao didn't lie to him, told him about buying Nicholas for 1000W, and then said with a smile: "You think this deal is quite suitable, right?"

"It's right! It's so suitable!" Grandpa laughed and said, "I find that you can always do miracles! This time it was even more surprising to me! It was amazing to be able to subdue Nicholas in such a way!"

"Cut!" asked Nicholas with such joy?

"Go, you just pretend to be garlic, right?, isn't it rare for him, you miser, to be willing to spend 1000W?" Grandpa smiled: "He can top a million army no matter where he is!"

"Is it possible in Dahan?" asked the poor dissatisfied!

"What do you mean?" Grandpa said unhappily, "Dahan will definitely reuse him!"

"That's weird!" said the poor man dissatisfiedly, "I told the king the news just now, and I want him to arrange for Nicholas, guess what he said?"

"Isn't it true that the king won't agree?" asked Grandpa strangely.

"He said he had to think about it!" Poor Dao said dissatisfiedly: "Thinking about a fart, it's obviously an excuse to shirk, if it were me, I would throw the hat of a grand duke earlier, and then reorganize the Blue Lightning Legion with him!"

"Well, even if the king wants to do this, he has to discuss it with the minister?" Grandpa smiled: "Don't worry, Nicholas will be reused! Okay, you go and take Nicholas to live at home, your father is coming back from the front soon, he wants to know that you snub his guests, be careful of your ass!"

"Cut! He lost to me in the military chess deduction when he returned to the army, and he had no right to discipline me for a long time!"

My father has to have a military chess exercise with me every year on my birthday, since I won him at the age of three, he has come to me every year to compete, no way, his talent in the battle formation is really not high, but I have a belly of military books, it is too easy to clean him up! Because my mother would make great fun of each failure, and according to our agreement, he also lost the right to manage me for an extra year, so my father had nothing to do with me, and he was very faceless, so he was always very obsessed with looking for me to turn over the book, just like a gambler who lost in the casino, even when I was exiled, he also came to the territory to compete with me, but unfortunately he always came with hope and went away with disappointment! Until now, he has not won even once the right of father to discipline his son!

After saying goodbye to his grandfather, he asked his mother to arrange a residence for Nicholas. My mother showed great interest in my ability to subdue Nicholas, and when she learned of it, she was full of praise for Poor Dao!

Two days later, my father rushed back from the front, and the two old friends finally met.

The father gave Nicholas a warm bear hug and said excitedly, "How many years?

"It's been 30 years, how are you doing?" said Nicholas, too, with red eyes.

"Okay, so good!" said the father, letting go of Nicholas, "how are you?"

"Yes, isn't it good to have the most beautiful flower in the school on your shit?" said Nicholas jealously, "If you hadn't been so pitiful by the time I got the news, I would have had to duel with you!"

"Haha! I'm not as good as you in a fight, but if you want to talk about a fight, haha, you're not my opponent either!" said my father proudly.

"Uncle Nicholas, is your mother also your classmate?" asked Poor Dao curiously.

"Yes, she is the most beautiful girl in our school, there are thousands of princes, princes, and nobles who pursue her, and there are people duel for her every day, as long as she appears, the suitors immediately block the traffic, but it's a pity, why does she have a crush on a gorilla?" Nicholas said extremely dissatisfied: "You know that after the news of their love came out, the school was fried!"

"Tell me!" asked Poor Dao hurriedly.

But Nicholas looked at his father!

"What's the big deal, isn't it just a duel every day for months in a row?" Tell him, and let him know how powerful his son is!" said the father triumphantly.

"Dizzy, fight every day, have you taken it?" asked Poor Dao curiously. In a battle of this intensity, the iron man has to be exhausted to death?