Things went surprisingly well, and Béla VII seemed to be a little impatient to execute Elder Lihid tonight, Raschel thought for a moment and suggested: "Your Majesty, our army has not yet taken the camp of the rebels, and for the sake of safety, I suggest that the execution of Lihid be postponed for the time being, and that we disarm those rebels first, and at the same time do not leak any news, so that we can kill them by surprise and minimize the possibility of a rebel counterattack." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Well, Your Excellency the General has always done things safely, so so be it. Béla VII nodded in agreement, forcibly calming his restless heart.

Elder Lichd was taken into the dungeon, heavily guarded by the royal family, and General Raschel personally led an elite team to the vicinity of the rebel camp.

"What's going on in the rebel camp?" Raschel called one of his sentry captains, the rebel camp had long been quietly surrounded, and thousands of elite soldiers of the city defense army were quietly watching the camp's every move in the dark.

"Report to the General, there is no movement in the rebel camp, and so far, no anomalies have been found, just wait for your order, we can attack the rebel camp immediately!" the sentry captain looked confident.

"There is no movement...... Raschel raised his eyebrows and whispered, "How can you be sure that there are no traps in this?"

"General, their defenses are indeed very lax, and even the guards in charge of patrols have been quietly killed by our men. The captain of the sentry smugly pointed to several corpses covered with white cloths not far away, "If you don't believe me, you can go and see them, I can assure you, they are defenseless and unaware of our movements!"

Raschel walked over to the corpses, lifted the white cloth, and made sure it was a rebel soldier, and his hanging heart fell.

"Crossbowmen, prepare for fire, cavalry on standby, prepare for a surprise attack!" Raschel drew his saber and ordered categorically, "Not a single traitor must be let go!"

In an instant, there were shouts and killings all around the camp, and one after another flaming arrows were shot into the barracks, and suddenly the flames were everywhere, and the smoke was billowing out, and the cavalry took advantage of the situation to quickly rush into the barracks, and used their spears to open the burning tents.

"Report to the general! except for a few guards, the camp is empty!" the cavalry captain brought in a panicked news that shocked everyone.

"What? how could this be!" Raschel was shocked, and a very bad premonition came over him, and he asked himself that he had been cautious enough, but in the end he had been defeated.

It was only a few minutes later that a cavalryman who had given orders brought an urgent report in a panic, "Report to the general, something is wrong!" Lihid...... Elder Lichd suddenly disappeared from the dungeon!"

"How is this possible, that old guy is heavily guarded and his magic is restricted, even if the magister helps, he can't escape!" Several magicians who accompanied the army blew up on the spot.

"Hurry back, go back to the palace and protect His Majesty!" In the midst of the panic, the battle-hardened veteran quickly regained his composure, the rebels were no longer here, and Lihid had mysteriously disappeared, and King Béla VII was afraid that something might happen to him.

The city guards rushed to the palace under Raschel's orders, and as soon as they arrived at the palace gate, they found that the gate was closed and there was no sound inside.

Raschel had a premonition that something was wrong, and after knocking on the door again and again, but there was no response, he simply asked someone to knock the door open.

"Purge the infidels! God is great!" As soon as they set foot in the palace, suddenly there was a hysterical shout all around, and the palace walls were suddenly bright with fire, arrows rained down, and the city defense army was caught off guard, and suffered heavy casualties, and they did not have time to organize effective resistance, and a neat sound of footsteps sounded on the ground, and Raschel was instantly killed --------by the heavy infantry of the rebel army.

"Kill!" With a loud shout, a column of elite heavy infantry with bright armor slaughtered into the city defense army that had already been disorganized, like chopping melons and vegetables, killing the city defense soldiers to the point of turning their horses.

"For the king, for the glory of the Iliad!" the veteran Raschel drew his command knife and fought hard, and after cutting down two heavy infantry in succession, the morale of the city defense army was boosted, and they resisted desperately.

However, most of the soldiers of the city defense army were cavalry and crossbowmen, and after engaging the elite heavy infantry in the relatively small space of the palace, although they had the advantage in numbers, they did not have the slightest advantage, and soon, the heavy infantry relied on their solid martial arts and heavy two-handed swords to turn these struggling city defense troops into bloody corpses.

Raschel was still wielding his saber in vain, and a group of heavy infantry raised their towers and shields surrounded him, but no one dared to come out and fight him. Although the veteran is over seventy years old, he is agile and fearless of death, and no one dares to come forward to fight against him for a while when the overall situation has been decided.

"You bunnies! Come on, see how a real soldier dies!" Raschel frantically pounced on the heavy infantry that surrounded him, his long knife slashing at the tower shield, but he still couldn't hurt the enemy in the slightest.

"General Raschel, I'm here to fight you!" suddenly erupted in a loud shout from the crowd, and a sturdy figure jumped into the encirclement of the heavy infantry, and Raschel fixed his eyes on it, and this person was none other than the commander of the resistance, ------- Garg.

"Your bravery is admirable, Your Excellency. Garg smirked and drew his long knife, "I will make you die like a warrior as you wish." ”

Raschel roared and rushed towards Garg without fear, but although he was proficient in martial arts and brave, he was old and weak after all, and he could not fight Garg in three combinations, and he was already panting like an ox.

Garg held a knife in one hand in his right hand, and snapped his fingers in his left hand, looking at it with ease, Raschel trembled with anger, raised his knife and pointed at Garg, "Garge! As a knight of the kingdom, you colluded with traitors and murdered the king, do you still have a little dignity and glory as a knight in your heart?!"

When Garg heard this, he looked up and laughed, and said with a mocking face: "Old general, you have some ability, why do you have to be loyal to a mediocre and incompetent king? The captain of the palace guard is much more knowledgeable than you!"

"A bunch of shameless cowards!" Raschel snorted coldly and said angrily: "Garge, I have to admit that you are indeed very powerful, but I also remind you that if you do too much injustice, you will kill yourself, your rebels have tied the civilians of the entire kingdom to your chariots for their own selfishness, and you have indirectly killed so many innocent lives, and you will be punished sooner or later!"

"No, Your Excellency, we are leading the people of the kingdom to fight for the true God and to die for the teachings of the true God, and the holy war has given their original humble life a noble and great meaning, and the true God will bless all the souls who die fighting for his teachings......" Calg immediately retorted, not forgetting to quote the scriptures, and by the way, he also memorized a short passage from the Book of Moses.

"the hell, you so-called jihadists, what exactly have you done, is it possible to fight and kill endlessly regardless of everyone's life and death for the sake of the teachings of the true God?" Raschel interrupted him, scolding.

"Your Excellency, you dare to question the Holy War, to question the true God! This is absolutely unforgivable!" Garge's face turned cold, and he said coldly: "Seeing that you are a warrior, I would have wanted to find an opportunity to let you live, or, at least, let you die decently. But if you blaspheme the true God and betray the faith, then don't blame me for being cruel!" he raised his sword to stab Raschel, and a moment later, Raschel's terrible screams resounded throughout the palace.

In the palace chambers, Béla VII bowed his head and closed his eyes when he heard the fighting that had subsided and the desperate screams at the end. The general trend has gone, and he has no room to turn the tables now, so he can only hang his head and sigh.

A handful of rebel soldiers, armed to the teeth, stood guard at the door, staring at King Béla VII's every move-------- who was already under house arrest when Raschel led the city defenders to attack the barracks.

After a while, the guards who were guarding the door suddenly took the initiative to give way to a way, and Bella VII looked up blankly, only to see an old man in a gray robe walking in calmly, his eyelids jumped slightly, this is the mastermind behind this military coup ------ Elder Lichd.

"Your Majesty, you have been here for so long, and you have been sitting hard, why don't you accept a generous gift we have prepared for you to entertain this boundless loneliness......" Elder Lihid clapped his hands, and several guards behind him rushed in, respectfully presenting a box in front of Bella VII.

"It's ......," Béla VII had a bad feeling in his heart.

"If you open it and take a look, I promise, it's definitely a surprise. ”

Béla VII opened the box with trembling hands, and when she looked inside, she let out a cry of surprise and fell to the ground.

The king's embarrassed appearance drew a burst of ridicule from the guards around him, and the contents of the box made them even more proud -------- General Raschel's head.

The head of the veteran Raschel was still wide with rage, and it seemed that he could not bat his eyes, and Béla VII could only feel sorrow and sigh in a lament: "General Raschel! I have harmed you! I should have followed your advice, and I was the one who should have listened to your advice...... I'm the one who hurt you......"

"Ha! What a pair of loyal ministers and virtuous kings, it is really touching. At some point, Garg stepped out from the back of the crowd, his face full of banter and mockery, "My Majesty, you need not be too sad, I will send you to Hell early tomorrow morning to be reunited with your loyal beloved general." ”