Chapter 8 You, What Do You Want to Do?!

All of Yifeng's speculations have been confirmed.

This can be perfectly illustrated by the cavalry sentry on the hillside, covered in several arrows and covered in blood, while warning and galloping over.

As the cavalryman rolled over and dismounted, the sentinel that had just galloped out fled like a rabbit with greater speed.

One message after another came together.

"Report! There are orc cavalry and infantry troops in the west, about 2,000 people!"

"Report! There is also a large army of orcs in the south, the number is ominous, about a thousand!"

"Report! The orcs in the north are overwhelming, and the visual inspection is about 5,000 or so!"

The situation is becoming more and more obvious, this is a situation of encirclement on all sides!

The situation is getting more and more serious!

That's a lot of money!

In order to deal with this mere hundred cavalry, tens of thousands of troops were used!

In the end, the four lines converged on Yifeng! Everyone couldn't help but gasp.

This simply doesn't give any way to live!

Squadron Leader Maginow's face grew darker and darker, and he was almost muttering to himself.

"How is it possible? How could the orcs get the news so quickly? You know, we have just found Her Royal Highness!"

Obviously, in the face of such a dangerous situation, even the captain of the Royal Guard, who is the leader of the army, has lost his ground.

"There's only one reason!"

Yifeng raised his fingers.

"It's just one of us who is tipping off!"

"Impossible!"

Yifeng's remarks were immediately strongly opposed by Pierre, who retorted in an impassioned voice.

"We, the Royal Guard, have been selected from among the most elite and loyal ranks in all of Atlanta, and it is absolutely impossible for us to betray His Majesty the King!"

As if to test Pierre's words, the returning Sentry stated a fact in a mournful tone.

"The eight detectives scattered around have been found. Their heads are hung high on the flagpole by the orcs!"

Yifeng looked at the middle-aged man who was bleeding and did not frown, and smiled dumbly.

"Brother has no doubts about your loyalty. The reason is simple. ”

He turned to face the pale-faced Erabela.

"Your Royal Highness, you didn't say anything wrong. You should have a few brothers, right?"

Although she didn't understand that Yifeng suddenly asked such a strange question at this time, Princess Erabella bit her lip and confirmed Yifeng's speculation.

"Yes! You're right. Ilabella also has three older brothers. ”

Yifeng glanced at her sympathetically and continued to ask.

"If you're not mistaken, you should have the right to inherit the kingdom too, right?"

That's right, as the only precious daughter of His Majesty Edward, even if it is a daughter, Irabella still has the right to inherit, although not the first.

Erabela's face darkened a little, and she nodded again.

"That's the problem!"

Yifeng shrugged.

"If it were me, if I had such a good opportunity, I would be able to get rid of a big enemy by borrowing the hands of the orcs!

"Big Brother Adam must have been!"

As if thinking of something terrible, Princess Ilabella almost crushed her silver fangs, and said in affirmation.

"The eldest brother, Adam, has always been dissatisfied with me because my father favored me too much, and the second brother, Arthur is usually the closest to me and treats people kindly, and he will definitely not do such a thing. The third brother, Charlie, is idle, loves poetry and painting, and often lingers with famous ladies, and has no time and interest in doing such things. ”

The cause was found, but the problem was still not solved.

Pierre, who misunderstood Yifeng, was red-faced, hummed and couldn't say a complete sentence, and turned his eyes for help to Squadron Leader Maginow, who also had a gloomy face.

"What now?"

Without saying a word, Squadron Leader Maginot drew his cross-sword and turned on his horse.

Yifeng sighed and reached out to grab the reins of his horse.

"Your Excellency, Squadron Leader, what are you going to do?"

"What can I do?"

Squadron Leader Maginot had an unprecedentedly resolute gaze.

"Concentrate the hundreds of elite cavalry under my command, plus your monsters! I Maginot don't believe it, and I can't rush a way?"

These soldiers are really missing a tendon in their heads!

Yifeng was no longer able to touch his forehead.

But his own life is at stake, and he can't watch everyone die.

So, Yifeng looked at Maginot with a strange look, and his heart was about to go hairy.

"It's easy to die. Rush into the orc brigade to ensure that you can't die again!But you're dead for a hundred, what will your princess do?"

As if insulted, Maginot blushed with his old face and pointed diagonally upwards with his sword.

"Pledge our lives to defend the glory of the Atlantic Empire!"

As if infected by Maginow's tragic words, the royal cavalry drew their swords in unison and exchanged Maginow's sword, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth.

"Pledge to defend the glory of the Atlantic Empire with our lives!"

The scene is very touching and tragic!

Except for a very dissonant sound.

"If the oath works, why do you need the police? Come down, you!"

Yifeng ripped Maginot off his horse.

Maginow, who was apparently full of knowledge of the rampage, realized his own stupidity, even though he did not understand what a police officer was. He withdrew his sword and looked at Yifeng with a kind of instructive gaze.

"Lord Yifeng, do you have a better idea?"

"I really don't know how you usually fight?"

Yifeng muttered dissatisfiedly, and turned to the two masters and servants of Erabella, who were snuggled tightly together and shivering, and a wicked smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"Two beautiful ladies, please undress!"

As soon as this sentence came out, it was shocking.

The Maginot people, who were waiting for Yifeng's good idea, almost fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Master, this is mine!"

The obscene goblin began to rub his big hands excitedly, and his eyes squinted straight to Yelena's bulging breasts.

Could it be that this daring guy wants to have a final madness before he dies!?

Elena hugged her chest tightly, almost dying.

"You, what do you want to do?"

On the contrary, Princess Ilabella, who had been trembling, rarely maintained her composure. She said in a contemptuous tone.

"It's impossible to insult this princess!

"I really don't know what you're putting in your head?"

Yifeng smiled and nodded Yelena with bad intentions.

"Could it be that at this time, brother is still interested in doing that?"

"So, what does Your Excellency Yifeng mean?"

After all, he was still a soldier, and the captain of the Maginot squadron let out a long sigh of relief, and finally felt a hint of Yifeng's thoughts.

"Isn't it hard to find someone pretending to be a princess and distract the orcs?"

has been misunderstood repeatedly, and Yifeng's temper is not very good.

"Two ladies, please?"

With Yifeng's words, everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on Yelena.

"What do you want to do?"

Elena clasped her arms tighter.

"Obviously, you are the only woman who is suitable to play Her Royal Highness the princess here, who else would you be?"

Yifeng shook his head again and sighed.

A woman, or a beautiful and plump woman in the hands of a group of wolf-like orcs, think about it to know what will happen.

"You're revenge! Don't go, Elena would rather die here than go!"

Elena was dizzy, almost spilled.

She hugged the princess's arm tightly, and shook it softly, almost with a pleading gaze, her eyes full of tears.

"Your Royal Highness, I beg you. It's good not to let Yelena go, for God's sake!"

Faced with the bitter pleas of accompanying her since she was a child and being like a sister, the princess hesitated.

"Your Excellency Yifeng, is there no other way?"

Although Squadron Leader Maginot knew that this was the only feasible method, as a knight, there was respect and protection among the eight tenets, and he couldn't bear to push such a woman who was like a flower and a jade into the hands of the orcs, and he also groaned at the moment.

"Your Excellency Yifeng, let's think of other ways! Let such a weak woman die, I Maginot can't do it!"

Even the goblin who had always been obscene stared at those big eyes and hugged Yifeng's thighs.

"Master, can you change someone!"

It is clear that the goblin did not act out of pity, but regarded the maid as meat on his plate. Master with a princess, apprentice with a maid, it's a good match, isn't it?

"Good!"

In the face of everyone's almost reproach, Yifeng's face began to have a wicked smile again.

"Actually, you don't necessarily need a woman to dress up as a woman!"

His body began to turn, facing poor Pierre.

Pierre's face changed.

(PS: Pierre: Help! If you don't give tickets and collect them, the damn author will arrange for me to pretend to be a woman!)