(My heart is broken when I see the data, so I'll write it in the future!)

"Report ......"

Just when the shouts of killing in the rear shook the sky, the Duke of Minas was furious.

A long bulletin was heard, and under the panic of a lone horse, it rushed out from the already chaotic phalanx in the rear, and passed through the formation, until the sound of the explosion echoed in the ears of the Duke of Minas.

"Plop!"

Before the horse arrived, the man had already fallen off the horse first, and there was a dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Fortunately, the place where the knight fell was not far from the Duke of Minas, and he quickly came to the Duke of Minas.

"Report ......"

The knight fell to his knees in front of the Duke of Minas's horse, his face as if he had just been blown a chrysanthemum from behind.

But even so, he did not forget to kneel on one knee and bow to the Duke of Minas, obviously a veteran who has been tested in the 'workplace' for a long time and strictly abides by the 'rules of the workplace'.

"What happened?"

Looking at the knight in front of him, who was in disarray, looking embarrassed, the Duke of Minas was so angry that he almost wanted to slash him alive with a sword.

When has it been since then, and you still want to do these useless face-saving efforts!

There was time for the salute, and everything that mattered was finished.

Need ......

In a single moment, victory or defeat can be decided in a matter of seconds.

At this time, he blindly cared about the courtesy of dignity and humility, and did not hurry up to report, which was obviously stupid and unattainable.

If this is because of such a critical time to delay the big event, then the Duke of Minas would simply die with his heart.

However, before he died, the Duke of Minas would definitely split the fool in front of him who could only engage in 'formalism'.

Now......

Naturally, the Duke of Minas had no choice but to endure it......

Because he still has to figure out what is going on from the mouth of this idiot who can only engage in 'formalism'.

"Report to the Duke...... He Yanfeng ...... He ......"

"What is he?"

His eyes widened like brass bells for a moment, and the Duke of Minas roared angrily, almost wanting to jump off his horse and kick the stammering bastard in front of him.

At the same time, years of experience also made the Duke of Minas the moment he heard the name 'He Yanfeng'. I instinctively felt a little bad in my heart.

Really......

The Duke of Minas's bad premonition was immediately confirmed!

The knight, who was defined by the Duke of Minas as only engaging in 'formalism', brought him bad news with a horrified face.

"What is the wind of him...... He not only personally led his army to break through the east gate that we had just occupied, but also attacked our tail army desperately! Lord Duke...... Brother of the Tail Army...... The brothers of the tail army can't stand it anymore!"

"Why did you say that the wind led the army to attack us?"

When Duke Minas heard this, he almost wanted to vomit blood!

He couldn't think of any motives and reasons for He Yanfeng to do this!

Judging from the current situation and the comparison of military strength......

How many people does he say?

But it's only 50,000!

Even if you add the independent regiment that is being surrounded by regiments in the palace. It will only be 100,000!

And how many centaurs did the Duke of Minas himself!

The pro-army, the descendants, and those who surrendered their allegiance combined, the total strength reached a staggering 250,000.

Such a comparison of strengths......

Under normal circumstances, as long as He Yanfeng's brain is not broken, it is impossible to get involved.

Otherwise, it will only be crushed.

The Duke of Minas didn't even need to divide his troops to deal with him, just dragged him down with a detachment of men.

And then. Concentrate superior forces and give priority to destroying the independent regiments stationed in the palace.

When he turns around again, it will be the death of He Yanfeng and his Dark Moon Legion. ...,

In the eyes of the Duke of Minas, at this time, He Yanfeng led the army to attack him, which was a manifestation of taking the wrong medicine and having a fever in his brain.

Otherwise, how could he know that he would definitely be defeated, but still have the courage to attack him sideways.

Could it be ......

How could he really regard himself as a loyal minister and swear allegiance to the princess?

Or......

He Yanfeng thought that he could rely on his meager strength to take this opportunity to kill two birds with one stone. Bring down yourself and the princess and make your own business?

Stop playing international jokes!

Don't say that the former statement is not believed by Duke Minas, I am afraid that it is He Yanfeng himself. I won't believe it!

In terms of loyalty, even if he wants to be loyal, I am afraid that he will be loyal to the county lord of Liqing, who has the idea of promoting him...... Empress!

How could it be the turn of Princess Niya, who has not dried up!

As for the latter......

The Duke of Minas let out a disdainful sneer in a burst of gnashing of teeth.

Looks......

What ambition ......

Sometimes it's really crazy!

It's so crazy that you dare to gamble on a losing game!

"He Yanfeng, He Yanfeng, I've been swaying for so long, is it just for this moment?"

Glaring coldly at the knight in front of the horse, the Duke of Minas seemed to regard him as He Yanfeng, and the expression in his own words was full of mockery.

At this moment, the Duke of Minas had completely calmed down, and there was no longer the anger and anger he had just had.

Even. For the tail army, which had a strength of 50,000 troops, was crushed by He Yanfeng, the Duke of Minas did not show the slightest anger.

As if, such a humiliating thing did not happen in his army.

"Pass My Commands......"

After sneering, he suddenly let out a shout, and a fierce light burst out of Duke Minas's eyes. He opened his mouth and gave an order that seemed normal to him.

"The tail army will do whatever it takes, even if it is dead, it will also give me the Dark Moon Legion that entangles He Yanfeng! Before I break through the entire palace, if one person misses, I will ask for everyone's heads, regardless of military rank!"

"Roll !!"

Finish with a heavy roar!

The Duke of Minas endured his murderous intent, looked at the knight who had been labeled as 'mortal', trembled and turned on his horse, and ran back into the military formation behind him, until he disappeared.

Then, he took a deep breath and forcefully took the reins of the horse, turning the horse's head back in the direction of the palace again.

"Princess Nia, I ask you one last thing. If you marry me, I won't marry, and you won't be able to open the city!"

"Don't marry!"

A cold rejection came, and there was no room for maneuver at all, and the princess in charge of the palace floor looked at the Duke of Minas coldly. The Duke of Minas was so resolute that he broke his heart.

And......

Maybe it's because the phrase 'don't marry' is not fully expressed......

Guan Guan then added another sentence after this cold and absolute refusal.

"Even if all the men on the mainland are dead, I will not marry! Because both my person and my heart will always belong to one man...... He's here, I'm here. He goes. I'll go with it!"

"Ye Chun!!"

With a loud shout, the Duke of Minas's entire face was full of bruises.

With his fists clenched, the Duke of Minas slowly drew the long sword in his hand inch by inch, and pointed the three-foot blade of the sword that flashed with cold light at the princess above the palace tower.

"Today, I will slay him by the sword with my own hands!"

"The ...... of the Armies"

"Offensive !!"

Angry eyes waved the long sword in his hand, and the Duke of Minas's long sword pointed at it, and the rebels who had been waiting behind him for a long time immediately let out an earth-shattering battle cry......

But before the shouts and charges began, another roar that shook the universe exploded. In an instant, all the voices of the rebels were drowned out, echoing in the sky. ...,

"Whew!!"

The huge dark green figure slowly rose from behind the palace wall, revealing its sharp fangs and claws. Tirt spewed a blazing dragon breath from his nostrils, and rose with a domineering roar all the way, and finally with a domineering asset that seemed to cover the sky and avoid the sun, he spread his wings and hovered directly in front of the entire palace gate, his eyes bloodthirsty to receive the gaze of 200,000 pairs of eyes.

"Minas, you old bastard who likes to dream! Even a fool like Ling dares to kill my boss with wild words? and you still want to marry my master? I don't know whether I live or die! Today, without the boss's action, Lao Tzu can break Ling and those waste ants behind you!"

Spat a mouthful of dragon breath into the ground, and Tilt reached out and stomped on it hard. Scatter the stone that has turned into magma.

At the end, it swung its wings and spun around and crushed it, as if it had trampled the Duke of Minas underneath.

Looking at its eyes, it was clear that it had the same intention, so hideous that Duke Minas couldn't help but squint his eyes.

As for the war horse he stepped on, he was even more frightened by Tirt. He took a dozen steps back, barely throwing the Duke of Minas off his back.

"Tirt!"

Calling Tyrt's name heavily, the Duke of Minas grabbed his horse and snorted coldly, staring at him fiercely without the slightest fear.

"As a high-level dragon, you do have the qualifications to be arrogant!"

"But ......"

Duke Minas flicked his sword and sneered.

"If there is no means to deal with you, how dare I rush into trouble. It's a pity that today's opponent is not me and the army behind me!"

"Isn't it the army behind Ling and Ling?"

Tilt was stunned by Duke Minas's words.

"Who's that?"

To be honest, this thing is going to be curious too.

"It's me!"

A faint response rang out.

Then, a tall and straight figure appeared ten steps in front of the Duke of Minas's horse, with long silver hair and fluttering green clothes, like a fairy.

"Please, Master!"

After the man in Tsing Yi appeared, the Duke of Minas saluted the man in Tsing Yi from afar, and his tone was very respectful.

But on the other hand, the man in Tsing Yi ......

For the Duke of Minas's respectful performance, he just nodded, and hummed a faint breath from his nostrils, which was considered an answer.

In this regard, the Duke of Minas was not at all dissatisfied, as if the other party's reaction was as if it was a matter of course.

Not only that, but seeing the young man nodding, the Duke of Minas's face showed a hint of joy, and at the same time gave another salute.

Then the Duke of Minas rode back and retreated into the rebel army.

"Who is you?"

Watching the Duke of Minas retreat from under his nose, Tirt was furious but helpless.

The man in Tsing Yi in front of him put a lot of pressure on Tyrt in terms of breath.

And this kind of pressure, Tirt has only felt in the powerhouses of the 'Martial Saint Level'.

But compared with Gates, a lewd black bear of the same level, this pressure is significantly weaker.

With such a comparison, the strength of the man in Tsing Yi in front of him became clear.

'Martial Saint' Median!

Stabilize the high-level Warcraft pinnacle of Tirt!

But it is far from being the opponent of Gates, a lewd black bear of the same level!

Get this 'data'......

For a moment, Tyrt was inevitably a little intimidated.

Otherwise, this thing will never ask him "Who is you?" and waste his time, but directly greet him with "dragon breath" and sharp claws.

"As a high-level pinnacle dragon, you are qualified to know my name!"

His eyes faintly swept over Tirter's fearful dragon face, and the words that came out of the mouth of the man in green clothes. Tyrt, who was known for his arrogance, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes. ...,

As for the black bear on the palace tower, whose shrunken body was trampled under the feet of Her Royal Highness the princess in charge as a cushion and soft feet, and by the way, a certain black bear who did the rules of protection was even more angry by this sentence. The second Buddha ascended to heaven.

If it weren't for Her Royal Highness the Princess's order, she would have to play according to her intentions today, and the black bear would have swooped down directly, using a pair of thickened bear paws, to ruthlessly smash this strength is not good, but will borrow something between AC to put something in the sky to draw a soul and a soul, and the second soul will ascend to heaven.

Now......

A certain black bear can only prick up one pair of ears. I gritted my teeth and endured it.

What's that......

Titer must lie down!

Lie down, and Lao Tzu can shine out.

Anyway, you can't beat him, so why waste that time!

Do you still want to be abused by that guy?

Hurry up and die for Lao Tzu!

Here, a black bear is secretly cursing in circles......

A certain dragon on the other side didn't receive any of it, and then stood there stunned and waited for the man in Tsing Yi to say his name.

Tilt would like to hear what the identity of this old guy in front of him is.

"Remember my name, Lancelot Meredith!"

After a moment of silence, the man in Tsing Yi smiled and spit out his name, making Tirt and Gates feel like they were calling for '' at the same time.

Look at the face of the man in green clothes who called himself Lancelot Meredith. Obviously proud of his name.

But this pride changed completely in Tirter's eyes......

"This ...... That's gone?"

Tyrt looked surprised.

This thing still thinks that this Lan is a Lott guy, and what kind of title and name are scared to death.

It turned out to be just one name.

"Ling...... Don't you know me?"

Tirt looked surprised. Lancelot looked even more shocked than Tillte.

It was shocking and surprising that there was still a wizard in this world who didn't know about the existence of his genius wizard, Lancelot Meredith.

He Lancelot, apprenticed at the age of three, became a gray robe at the age of five, a green robe at the age of eight, a green robe at the age of fifteen, and a purple robe at the age of twenty-six......

Now, at the age of the tenth youngest in history, at the age of thirty-eight, he has stepped into the black robe level equal to the 'Martial Saint'......

Just ask. How can such a genius not be famous all over the world?

The four young masters praised by the major empires in the early years were as pale as the moon compared to his Lancelot.

If it weren't for the fact that Lancelot was a retainer of the Minas clan of the royal family of the previous dynasty, he should not act in a high-profile manner, and at the same time he practiced witchcraft. If it's not martial arts, then, I'm afraid there will be nothing to do with them for a long time.

This time, Lancelot said his name in front of Tyrt with great pride, thinking that Tilt would immediately run away if he wasn't scared.

But he never expected that the result of the matter would be like this!

Natirt, I don't even know him!

Ask ......

What embarrassment does this make Lancelot embarrassed!

The good mood of finally following the Duke of Minas to leap on his horse and become famous in the world was immediately broken in half.

Especially......

Faced with his own question, Tilt squinted his eyes.

"Who the is you, why do I have to know you?"

“......”

A scolding directly scolded Lancelot.

But he still instinctively memorized his genius resume as if it were an endorsement.

"I, Lancelot, apprenticed at the age of three, became a gray robe at the age of five, was promoted to a green robe at the age of eight, was promoted to a green robe at the age of fifteen, and entered the purple robe at the age of twenty-six, and now, at the age of thirteen, I have entered the black robe level equal to the 'Martial Saint' at the age of thirty-eight, I ............ "...,

"What are you, shut up Lao Tzu!"

With a loud roar, Tilter's brain almost exploded.

What is this guy doing?

Want to prove yourself a genius in public?

To be honest, Tyrt has never met such a 'superb', and he cares so much about his identity.

How......

You are a genius, do you want to know you all over the world?

Not knowing each other is as unexpected as if my mother has become a wife.

What kind of logic is this?

"How did you meet such a stupid B with a brain in water, what a waste of time!"

Raising his eyes to look at Lancelot, who was shocked by his words, Tirt raised his huge dragon eye and squinted at him with disdain, and then walked back without looking back.

Get!

Being tossed by Lancelot like this, Tilt was completely out of the mood to play.

Substitution!

All right!

It's a bear change!

Replace the black bear who is enduring humiliation and acting as a footpad for Her Royal Highness the Princess!

Such a game, it seems that the guy is more interested.

"I killed you!"

After being humiliated for so long, Lancelot finally broke out.

To be precise, it was he who finally remembered to explode.

I saw him with his hands, which was the posture of the 'forbidden spell', and the entire world completely changed color at this moment.

"Ahh

"I'm grass!"

"Help!"

Feeling the terrifying elemental power surging between heaven and earth, Tilt turned around and roared out of its dragon's mouth in three cries in one go.

All right!

It's true that you won't be able to die if you are hit by this 'forbidden curse'!

But delamination, for sure.

Although Tart is brave, even a high-level 'Valkyrie' like a tentacle bug is hard at a critical time.

But he's not a fool!

There are so many big names behind this backstage who don't use it, but they have to resist it themselves.

Isn't that really a stupid B?

"His grandmother's! It's finally Ben Bear's turn to appear! Ants, tremble to your heart's content! Quack ......"

The insolent laughter exploded in the entire discolored sky at the moment when Tilt called for help, as if with supreme domineering and majesty......

At the same time, a momentum far more terrifying than Lancelot's 'forbidden spell' posture descended on the sky, forcibly dispersing the elements condensed by Lancelot's 'forbidden spell', causing the faces of all the soldiers on the entire rebel side, including Lancelot and Duke Minas, to change at the same time.

But just after this shout, which seemed to be the opening sentence, created such a scene, I heard an 'oops', as if the person who made the roar before had been kicked.

Then, everyone heard the same thing......

"Oh, my aunt, don't kick, my ass is hard, don't get to your feet......! Go to ...... right away".

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