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Augustus looked at the old man who was tired of lying on a large soft chair, and listened to him analyze the various factors that were certain to Sauron's demise, and his expression was complicated.

Of course, he didn't believe that the old man dragged his old body and rushed to Alfred's castle without warning, just to tell him about the imminent destruction of Sauron, but since he didn't say what he really meant at the moment, Augustus didn't mind waiting - patience was a very basic necessity for Augustus, who had climbed the mall and successfully reached the top in his previous life.

"Speaking of your father's methods, Augustus, you have guessed that sending his two daughters to Sauron Castle as guests is indeed a source of hatred buried in Francis's heart, and I can tell you that, if I am not mistaken, your father must have been in this hatred lead. ”

As the old man spoke slowly again, Augustus finally could no longer maintain his composure, and he was stunned, wondering why the old man had suddenly mentioned his father.

"It's a pity that your father died too suddenly, otherwise no one can be sure what the wasteland will be like in ten years' time. ”

"Don't be surprised, a clever boy like you, I just need to give you a few hints, and you'll be able to figure out what role your father has played in the wasteland all these years— Let's not talk about your father's subtle and patient planting of hatred for Sauron in Francis's heart, let's just say that the Donald family, Donald decades ago was indeed independent of the wasteland because of his status as a magician, but at that time, even if he was independent, Donald had to obey the will of the wasteland as a whole, like the decision made by the Sauron Council, even if Sauron could not do anything to Donald, Donald still needed to show support for Sauron's decision. But the appearance of your father changed the pattern, he raised the Donald family, and also co-opted the Christopher family, so that Sauron, who has always been authoritarian, must ask Donald and Alfred for advice. ”

"That's largely why Sauron couldn't wait to bury Alfred after your father's death, he really has too many reasons to hate the surname Alfred. ”

In other words, the original 3 circles of the wasteland were almost created by his father?

Augustus frowned in surprise, he found that even the memories of his life still knew very little about his father, and in his memory, his father only let him focus on the realm of fighting energy, and rarely let him be exposed to these things.

"It's a pity that fate has given your father amazing wisdom, but it has deprived him of his talent for strength, if it weren't for your father's physique not suitable for climbing in the realm of fighting energy, he probably wouldn't have died easily in the attack. ”

Augustus thought for a moment, realizing that there was indeed no memory of his father's strength in his memory in this life, and he vaguely felt that what the old man said might be true.

He pondered for a moment, and finally asked softly, "Why did you suddenly mention my father, just because my father was in Francis's hatred of Sauron?"

The old man got up and picked up the teacup in front of him, held it in his arms, glanced at Augustus, and said indifferently: "I just think that there are some aspects where you are really similar to your father." ”

That's it?

Augustus naturally didn't believe it, and he wanted to continue asking, but when he found that it seemed to be too much, the old man closed his eyes gently in his living room.

......

At dusk, the sun of the wasteland that I had not seen for a long time finally ushered in, and the golden sunset sprinkled through the windows of the castle living room, gorgeous and beautiful.

Under Augustus's gaze, the old man, who had rested for about 5 minutes, opened his eyes with difficulty, he didn't mind Augustus's slightly aggressive eyes, but indifferently looked at the dusk and sunset in front of the window, he was still holding a teacup, and asked abruptly: "Do you think that only in terms of the Knights, Francis's Knights can defeat the Sauron Knights?"

Augustus, who wanted to ask about his father's affairs, was stunned again.

It really felt that the old man was too antelope to change the topic, and he couldn't figure out the old man's true intentions at all.

But he still thought about it seriously and said: "It's difficult, it's almost impossible, it is said that only the Sauron family has a hundred-person heavy armored knight order in the wasteland, under normal circumstances, a war between knights, a heavy armored knight order wants to attack twice their enemy, it is not difficult." ”

"Yes, if it is a war between knights, Sauron is still very promising, but unfortunately, this is not a war of knights, but the survival of two families. ”

The old man, who was clearly meaningful, sighed softly, and then he sat up suddenly, holding the sapphire scepter in his hand, and he looked at the window of the castle living room, his eyes were particularly deep.

He said calmly: "Just outside the city of Sauron, on the loess slope, the knights of Sauron will be wiped out, and after dark, there will be no real heavy knights in the wasteland. ”

......

On the loess slope outside the city of Sauron, a bright red flag embroidered with a roaring lion fluttering in the wind.

Under the banner, led by a heavy order of knights whose entire body, including their horses, was wrapped in heavy armor, and behind them was the regular knights of Sauron wearing helmets and only cuirass - they silently looked down at the enemy at their feet, waiting for the final order to charge, they were fearless, calm and proud, because they would only leave one battlefield after another with their heads held high, with victory in their hearts.

And beneath them, there is the Knights of Francis, who are obviously numerous.

In fact, just from the appearance of the knights, it can be seen that Francis's background is far inferior to the number one giant of the wasteland, in addition to the 300 people in the front of his knights, they also wear helmets and cuirasses, and the knights behind them are clearly swordsmen on horses, and they can't even find a neat piece of armor.

A low horn whimpered.

The knights on the dirt slope suddenly let out a piercing sound of armor colliding with silver spears, and then the dust flew and the earth roared.

They were greeted by the most repudiated bow and arrow in the knightly war, and the first wave of bows and arrows appeared above the knights' heads almost as soon as the Sauron Knights charged.

But it is obviously too difficult to rely on bows and arrows to bring damage to the almost invincible heavy armored knights who charge head-on on the mainland, from the time the heavy armored knights launched a charge, to the time they brazenly rushed down the dirt slope, the heavy armored knights of a full hundred people did not fall a knight, they still have the same momentum, and because it is a dive, the impact is even more terrifying.

In front of them, Francis's knights remained motionless, stationed silently, as if waiting to be crushed by them and turned to dust.

The heavily armored knights had disdain in their eyes, and they had every reason to believe that they could complete this despicable order and bury them with just one charge.

However.

Just as they rushed down the dirt slope and were less than a hundred meters away from the Francis Knights, the despicable knights suddenly dispersed, scattering in two directions, left and right.

Does this still deserve to be called a knight?

The uneasiness in their hearts intensified the disdain of the heavily armored knights, and eventually turned into anger.

But anger was not enough to fill the traps in front of them.

Indeed, the Knights of Heavy Armor are almost invincible in the frontal charge battle on the mainland, and they are also the most terrifying knights with strong impact, but at the same time, with strong strength, they have paid almost all of their mobility, so it is impossible for them to make any effective evasive actions at such a short distance, they can only watch the trap, and cannot stop their steps.

People flipped on their backs, and blood flowed.

It dyes the loess slope red, and also makes the bright roaring lion flag even more red.

......

"I don't understand, and I don't believe that Sauron would be so stupid to follow Francis's plan, he should know that if Francis dares to collide head-on with his knights, it will not simply be a head-on collision. ”

The living room of Alfred Castle.

Augustus understood what the old man meant, and he really didn't know the real intention of the old man's sudden visit, but at least he probably felt the rhythm of the old man's conversation.

The old man who had re-reclined back in his chair sighed softly: "There is nothing I don't understand, after so many years, I'm afraid no one knows Sauron better than Francis, so since he can lure Sauron's knights outside Sauron, then he also has the same way to bring Sauron's knights to the battlefield he wants for a premeditated decisive battle." ”

Augustus was silent, and after a long time, until the tea in front of him was completely cold, and the sky outside the window was finally dark, he met the gray eyes of the old man and asked, "And then?"

"Then, there's nothing else. The old man smiled bitterly and muttered to himself, as if he was recounting something that had happened, and said in a calm tone: " The next thing Francis has to do is to seize the city of Sauron, he knows very well that even if he buries all the power of the Sauron family, as long as the city of Sauron is still in the hands of Sauron, Sauron is not dead, then he must be the last to die, this is not only because Sauron is the rear of the wasteland, itself relies on the Alps, occupies the best geographical location and masters the best channel for smuggling, but also because he also knows that only when Sauron dies, Sauron's second heir, Louis can control the power in the hands of the small lords of the Sauron family's territories, otherwise, these forces will always be in the hands of Sauron, that Sauron...... It will always come back strong. ”

"It is said that Marquis Sauron is the only powerhouse in the wasteland who has a level 7 high-level Dou Qi power, how can Francis kill him?"

Seemingly dissatisfied with Augustus's question, the old man glanced at Augustus casually, and said simply: "It is indeed important to have strong personal strength, but I said before, after so many years, who knows what kind of adventurers Francis has recruited? Among these adventurers, even if no one can kill Sauron, but even if the sea of people piles up, it can also pile up Sauron, you know, no matter how brave the lion is, it can't beat a group of jackals." ”

Augustus nodded slightly, as if completely unaware that he really didn't need to ask this question.

While frowning and pondering, he suddenly remembered a key person, and he asked directly, "What about Stuart? He, who is also in Sauron City, should have no reason to just watch all this happen, right?"

"He certainly had reason to watch it all. ”

The old man's expression was suddenly complicated, looking out of the dark window, he didn't seem to feel the coldness of the teacup in his hand, but said without emotion: " First, Stuart and Sauron's death is only an alliance, but Stuart is in a weak position in this relationship and needs to rely on the Marquis of Sauron, second, I can't think of any conflict between Stuart and Francis, and third, Francis must have a reason to persuade Stuart not to intervene, so since he can get Francis's promise just by not interfering and without doing anything, what reason does Stuart have to do it? After all, Francis's insidious cunning and cruelty are only aimed at Sauron. ”

"Of course, these are not the most important things, the most important thing is that what Stuart has always wanted, Sauron can't give him, and Francis can give him. ”

......

"I'd love to know what Stuart wants, I can't give, and you can. ”

The city of Sauron, on the lawn of Sauron Castle.

Marquis Sauron, dressed in a sackcloth swordsman's suit, stood indifferently on the grass, the big sword in his right hand pointed diagonally at the ground, and on the ground, blood was dripping, and around him in front of him and behind him, there were corpses in black clothes everywhere.

He slain many despicable assailants, and of course paid a price, just as the blood on his great sword, not only from the enemy, but also from the blood on the shoulder that flowed down his arm.

"The position of the second giant of the wasteland. ”

Francis stared gloomily at Sauron's wounds, how could he have thought that even if he paid enough attention to Sauron, the old lion, and sent almost all the swordsmen with level 6 fighting strength in his hands, after paying the price of more than 10 people, he still only brought a wound on Sauron's shoulder, and did not let him suffer any serious injuries on the surface, which really shocked Francis.

"The position of the second giant of the wasteland? Joke, I can't give it, why should you give it? Donald can you move if you want?"

Even though this insidious and despicable attack made Sauron angry, Sauron never questioned why Francis suddenly turned against him, not that he didn't want to know, except that he could vaguely guess some reasons, Sauron didn't allow him to ask such a boring question at all, which was Sauron's pride.

Even if it is death, the lion will only welcome death in pride.

"Do you really not know, or do you pretend not to know?" Where is there still a little bit of flattery and submissiveness in front of Sauron, Count Francis stood behind the 10 or so men in black, squinted at Sauron, and sneered: "It seems that you were really calculated too much by Alfred a few years ago, and your courage was also exhausted in the calculations again and again, even if Alfred is dead, but he still left a deep shadow in his psychology - Donald is indeed an old fox, but what about his heir?" It's a pity that his heir has inherited his magical talent, but not the shrewd mind he needs to be a nobleman, what is so terrible about such a Donald family? You know, Donald is too old after all, half of his body is lying in a coffin, and even God can't guarantee how many days he can last. ”

"You're underestimating Donald and overestimating Stuart. ”

Sauron said this indifferently, and suddenly stopped talking.

Francis who squinted his eyes was not in a hurry, the reason why he still had so much nonsense with Sauron was of course not because of his compassion or nostalgia for Sauron's desire to breathe a few more breaths of air that was still alive, but the desperate counterattack of a lion before his death made him have to be afraid, then, seeing that this lion was bleeding little by little, he couldn't think of a reason not to delay and not wait for the lion's blood to drain out.

A qualified nobleman who can bring his enemies 2 steps closer to death will definitely not just bring him 1 step closer.

"Last question, what will you do with Louie next?"

What a proud and conceited lion, who is about to die, and does not even ask him why he did it, is he not afraid of dying?

Francis smiled fiercely: "Don't worry, even for the sake of your care for me in the past, I will not let Louis die, of course, at least not for the time being, I need him to be in charge of your Sauron." ”

Sauron raised an eyebrow.

It is not surprising that his tone is flat when he mentions his second in line, and of course he is not angry, and if a stupid wolf is born in the lions, the lion will naturally only mourn, not anger.

"I also have a question. Since it was clear that he was waiting for the blood of the lion to drain out, and Sauron was very cooperative, Francis really couldn't think of a reason to refuse, he clenched the narrow sword in his hand, licked his dry lips, and asked: "Why didn't you see Dimmit? If you guessed correctly, the Dimmit next to you also has at least a 7th-level beginner fighting power, and with him, if I want to kill you, I need to pay more price." ”

"Sauron would never show his full strength to the despicable who do not deserve to be his enemies. ”

Does that mean he's unworthy?

The corners of Francis's lips curled into a cruel smile, his eyes catching Sauron's hand holding his sword trembling slightly, and he squinted tightly: "Are you hoping that Dimmit will be next to your Artelas? I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." ”

"But since you don't want to say it...... Then you go and die!"

As these words fell, the man in black in front of Francis suddenly lit up the big sword in his hand, and from four directions, he either slashed or stabbed, instantly shrouding Sauron in the shadow of the big sword.

Sauron raised his lips in disdain.

Francis was waiting for his blood to drain, wasn't he regaining his strength, and Francis saw his shoulders tremble, but did he see a shaking?

The broad and huge giant sword slammed into the earth, with the help of the power of the rebound, Sauron jumped high, and the blonde hair scattered behind his head instantly fluffed, he was in mid-air, like a god descending from the sky, he swept with a sword, and cut off a man in black who also jumped up at the same time, he held the sword in both hands, ignoring the man in black beside him, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Francis behind the man in black.

The attributes of vindictive spirit are strength, agility, and speed.

And if Sauron's fighting spirit attribute is absolute strength, then Count Francis is absolute speed, so even though Sauron's sword came extremely fierce and sudden, but Count Francis, who was behind the man in black, still blocked the tip of Sauron's sword with a horizontal sword, and quickly retreated backwards, which was able to dodge Sauron's powerful sword, and he was temporarily out of the battle circle.

Then looking down at the wound on his chest that had been cut by Sauron's sword, Francis licked his own blood, clenched his narrow sword, and returned to Sauron's side.

At this time, Sauron has been completely besieged by the men in black, 10 or so people with level 6 fighting strength, plus Francis's ghostly sword shadow, even if Sauron's powerful power instantly allows him to kill the two men in black who tried to get close to him, but his strength is inevitably consumed rapidly, and when his sword pierces the chest of the fourth man in black again, his breathing will also be short.

The big sword in his hand has become more and more weak.

But just when Sauron suddenly shouted and turned his big sword across Francis again, this time it was not only Francis who retreated quickly, but even the other 7 men in black around him also retreated at the same time.

He thrust his greatsword into the ground, pressed his hands on it, and Sauron gasped.

He lowered his head, but his eyes were still proudly on the gloomy Francis, he knew that the stupidest mistake in his life was to despise the dog, but he would admit his mistakes, but he would never regret his mistakes, in Sauron's world, there were no regrets.

He knew that his heir would one day avenge him.

He believed that his heir would one day wash away his folly.

"Bow your head, Sauron, I'll keep you all dead. ”

Francis, who looked gloomy, was shocked by the strength that Sauron still possessed at the end of his crossbow, and he squeezed such a sentence from his lips word by word.

Sauron gasped violently, and when he suddenly looked up, he laughed wildly: "Sauron only bows to God. ”

Francis was silent and did not speak, he stared at Sauron, who was still standing proudly even though he was covered in blood, and suddenly threw the narrow sword in his hand towards Sauron's heart.

The narrow sword had no chance to pierce Sauron's heart, but even Sauron could not have known that Francis's real means were actually behind him - the moment Francis threw the narrow sword, three arrows suddenly flew from behind Sauron, and they shot at Sauron's heart, spine, neck, and three vital points.

Sauron no longer had the strength to avoid the three arrows in his back, and the only thing he could do was keep this filthy narrow sword from sticking into his heart.

He stretched out his hand, met the flying narrow sword, and grabbed it in his hand.

But he was never able to dodge the arrow behind him.

This proud lion, even to death, pressed on his great sword, stood tenaciously, and never lowered his proud head.

Francis stepped forward slightly, he looked at the insolent smile on Sauron's face with a blank face, and slowly pulled his narrow sword from Sauron's hand, and then put it on Sauron's neck, which no longer had the slightest strength.

"God will watch you cry out in despair and in blood and go to your perdition, and you will live in God's hatred for the rest of your life. ”

Francis's eyes narrowed suddenly, and the narrow sword quickly circled Sauron's neck in a circle.

He carried Sauron's head in front of him, looked at the eyes that were still not closed, and murmured, "But I can't see where God is." ”