He is nearly forty years old, with 40,000 infantry under his command, and is a third-class earl. Except for the Finsen family, which is faintly supported by the Davao First Family.

The old head of the Finsen family is nearly sixty, and he no longer has any position except for the title of duke. The reason for his voluntary retirement is simple, "Finsen Double Dragon" is good enough, he does not hold important positions anymore, and he seems too powerful.

"Finsen Double Dragon", one is Fensensdier, who was awarded the title of First Earl, and the other is Finsensdieck. Steele is a resourceful man who is the right-hand man of King Davao. Stitch has made many achievements, but the limelight has always been inferior to this cousin.

One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, the old family head is in power, and Stitch can still get the support of the family. Once Stier succeeds to the throne, the first thing will definitely weaken Stirk's influence. Even if he can't take the position of the head of the family, Stitch may break away and stand on his own.

After all these considerations, Stitch chose to take the risk and accept the exhibition from the enemy country. But when he saw a robe drink and collapse, he began to regret it.

Treason and collaboration can be done, and the new ruler is not taboo, he may be able to take the family to new heights. And the result of failure, he did not dare to imagine.

Spark's words to Feng Luo made Stitch recognize the facts. He openly rebelled, and how many of his cronies really followed, and how many of the army would join him?

Becoming a loner, you can imagine how Sticker will be treated. Sparker implicitly advised, not wanting to tear his face on the surface.

Moments later, two of Davao's most powerful generals met in their prime. The location was in the tavern diagonally opposite the City Lord's Mansion, and they said very little, and when they came out of it, they had already looked like good brothers for many years.

The Fuzen Alliance, which was talked about by later generations, took place and ended very quickly. No one knew what the two generals discussed, and those who were present were Feng Luo.

Knowledgeable historians have explored a variety of historical sources, including a pillar that was taken down from the tavern and placed in the memorial, which is also scrutinized. They had a lot of speculations, and the only consensus was: the two generals were impressed by Feng Luo's charm!

If Feng Luo knew what the future generations would say, he would definitely be speechless. Of course he was there, but he said almost nothing. And the two later "famous generals" didn't say much.

"How did the old man die?" asked Stitch.

"The Duke was plotted by the Empire, and he was unwilling to be coerced, so he detonated the scroll and perished together!" replied Spark.

"What did I do?" said Sticky looking at the other with a smirk. He was at a disadvantage, and the initiative was in the hands of Sparker and others. If he didn't make arrangements, he would rather die and break the net.

"Well, you're discussing military affairs with the Duke, and you're not protecting yourself well, so you ask for punishment. Sparker arched his hand in the direction of the national capital, "I and the regimental commanders will intercede for you, saying that the war is urgent, and you can't do without it."

"How can I trust you?" asked Stitch the last question.

Sparker was speechless, the two were the biggest competitors before, and their interests were completely conflicting. It is in Spark's interest to fall into the well and beat the water dogs, and it is best to take the opportunity to swallow Stitch's 40,000 infantry.

Do you use personality as a guarantee? Battlefield veterans never believe in this set, and only the blade can make people believe it. Next, they really saw the blades.

Feng Luo's dagger lightly pressed against Stitch's collar, and the cold air penetrated his neck. Sticker felt that the blood on his body was about to clot, and he couldn't move. The whole body is locked, and it seems that raising the fingers, or swallowing saliva, will invite a deadly attack.

That's the consciousness of people who have survived the battlefield for a long time. Although he didn't see it, Stitch was convinced that he didn't feel wrong, and that death was thinner than paper from him.

The wind Luo pulse is running, and the cultivation is fully open. An icy murderous aura permeated the tavern, and even Sparky felt uncomfortable.

"Now you can believe it. I warn you, don't run your pulse, your throat will be pierced before you try to detonate the scroll!" Feng Luo's tone was calm, without a hint of emotion.

The killer usually acts like an ordinary person, but when faced with prey, he is a piece of ice!

At this time, Feng Luo is a piece of ice that freezes the lives of others at will. Sticker knew that his words were not wrong, so he relaxed his muscles. The other party's cultivation is far higher.

If Stitch were killed at this point, he would not have any complaints. He carried ten scrolls with him, and the rank was not low, there were various types. Even in the face of four or five Spark, he was sure to cast the scroll and escape.

A Spark, a young man in his twenties, Stitch felt that he could not be provoked, but he could afford to hide. As a result, he paid the price for his overconfidence. As a general, the most important thing to do is not to regret your mistakes and take the initiative to bear the price.

Therefore, Stitch was very calm and did a good job of paying the price with his life.

"Spark, do you think you can control my elite infantry, and they won't go back anywhere without me!" Stitch felt himself struggling powerlessly, and his tongue was as fast as he could. But it's really cool to do that.

"My men will kill several captains as they did you. Feng Luo took over, "The infantry regiment may not be elite, but it should be enough to resist the incoming enemy." Anyway, Big Brother Sparky will be dominated by heavy cavalry in the future. ”

"You...... Despicable!" Stitch almost pulsed, and the coldness on the back of his neck made him calm down quickly.

If there were a few more killers like Feng Luo, it would be easy to kill those captains. Without the command of the generals, the combat effectiveness of the corps will be greatly reduced, and it will no longer be an elite. What's the matter? It should be enough to use it as cannon fodder, right?

Sidick felt heartache when he foresaw that more than a dozen well-trained generals and 40,000 soldiers who had followed him for many years would be sent to purgatory like garbage, and they would not even play their due role!

"Hehe, just kidding, Captain Stitch doesn't mind. Feng Luo withdrew his dagger, took two steps back, and leaned diagonally against the pillar, which after a few years was revered and polished to the point of being nearly broken.

Sticky gasped for breath, as if he had just been fished up from the river. The feeling of almost suffocating to death made him shiver all over. And the joy of the rest of his life after the catastrophe made him forget to speak for a while.

I tried to run the pulse qi and found that my body was intact and my veins were not frozen. Stitch slowly exhaled a cloudy breath, finally having the strength to speak.

"Fuck you, bastard......" The street thugs swore words that spurted out of the mouth of the third-class Earl of Davao.