When the battle was almost over, the crown prince came out of his hideout, and he was surrounded by people who showed him the place of battle, and Charles was extremely happy to see a large number of enemies in English costumes surrounded and taken away by his own soldiers.

"Haha! I didn't expect these knights to be so vulnerable! How long did it take for the battle to be over?"

"That's because of the presence of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the enemy knows that he cannot win, and surrender is the only way out, so that he can get your merciful pardon from His Highness. "Rigoslavs who serve the crown prince are the best at finding opportunities to flatter.

"What do you think, Richard?" Charles was in a good mood when he was photographed, but he still knew that he couldn't completely listen to the opinions of a layman who didn't have the slightest experience in warfare, so he turned to look at a fully armored guard behind him, and his tone of inquiry was rare with a bit of respect.

This person is the knight who is responsible for protecting the safety of the crown prince on the road to the coronation, inherited from the secret cultivation method of the Roland royal family, extremely strong, and has several war experiences when he was young, in fact, he is a close confidant of the crown prince very much, and this time he was brought with him for the crucial coronation and pushed to the front of the stage.

"The casualties on both sides are not large, although the favorable battlefield chosen by Ms. Di Lia has greatly damaged the enemy's morale, but I see that the Ingir people are actually unharmed, and with the knight's ability to surpass ordinary people, they really should not give up in the face of such a situation, I can only say that their commander is a fool, and the will to fight of the whole army is too weak. The middle-aged man's slightly vicissitudes of life voice came from under the heavy armor.

In just a few glances, he took in the entire battlefield and made disdainful comments.

"Sure enough, it is my kingdom knight Richard, and seeing the enemy situation is as easy as drinking wine at the dinner table! If this army is handed over to you to lead, it will definitely go back to be even more impressive." The crown prince thought he was very insightful, much better than the courtiers who could only talk about it.

Surprisingly, the other party denied it. "No, what I'm good at is training and leading knights across the battlefield. Lady Deria, on the other hand, is accustomed to strengthening ordinary soldiers with the power of magic, IMHO. This completely unchivalrous way of fighting doesn't match me. ”

Charleston paused for a moment, then put his eyes back on the battlefield and was dealing with the aftermath, the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield, pouted and said: "Can train dirty and useless ordinary people like this, Di Liya does have some ability, but this scene is really too ugly, where can it compare to the grandeur of the knights when they charge, that is art! Not to mention that some people are indeed still questioning that the magic she uses is a blasphemy against chivalry." ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, or my King!" Richard interrupted Charles' muttering. The words he said did not displease him in the slightest, "As a wise King Roland, please don't listen to the words of those who speak ill of people behind your back, those are poisonous snakes! The knight should openly raise his grievances to others on the battlefield, and please cherish Lady Delia, I believe that she was sent by the previous kings to help you in times of crisis, and do your best to use her talents!"

"Oh, Honest Richard, you are the model of a knight, you must know that you were the best commander in my mind in the first place! Even though she's doing a good job now!"

This was the end of the conversation at the top of the tower, and soon the acolytes with the ceremonial officers who had taken refuge elsewhere came here to urge the crown prince to go to the cathedral, and a great deal of preparations needed to be carried out by him himself, and half of the town of Reims, which had been reduced to a battlefield, was severely damaged. It was chaotic, but the other half near the back was still intact and did not affect the coronation ceremony. Before the war, Delia also repeatedly promised that important buildings such as the cathedral would not be damaged, and only then did she get the opportunity to carry out the plan.

The next morning, Ed lay in his bed, drowsy. In the distance, a continuous stream of bells sounded, as if announcing the beginning of a solemn and sacred ceremony. But the boy was not interested in the slightest.

It took him a lot of effort to get Chesterton back up last night, and although the other party looked miserable, fortunately he didn't touch anything like lava underground, and although he was unconscious, his life was saved.

Today is the date of the crown prince's coronation, although the news was released in order to lure the enemy that it was advanced to yesterday, but of course it was fake news, and the representatives of all the forces who ventured to arrive during this time were warmly welcomed in Reimstown, and everyone was obviously much happier after learning that the Ingiers were defeated and would not come to disrupt the ceremony.

Delia refused the crown prince's invitation and handed over the rest of the aftermath to Andre, but Ed rejected the invitation to watch the ceremony under the pretext that he was injured in the duel yesterday.

After a little laziness in bed, Ed got up and dressed, it was no longer enough to defeat the enemy army that had the remaining knightly troops that were ravaging the land of the Roland Kingdom yesterday, and the young man felt that his pressure was much lighter.

After putting on the habitual full-body equipment, Ed walked out of the camp where he lived, and there was already a constant flow of people outside the guard circle of the surrounding guards, and it was very lively, after losing the threat of the Ingir army, the crown prince yesterday showed very clearly his disgust that he did not want to live with ordinary soldiers anymore, all the Roland troops except the knights were asked to withdraw from Reims Town, and Ed naturally wanted to follow his own soldiers, so he also moved out.

"Ed, morning, haven't you had breakfast yet, how about some good ale?" Knight Roy had just walked near his tent when he saw the young man approaching enthusiastically, and raised the flask in his hand to say hello.

Ed looked at his drunken appearance, and knew in his heart that this meal had not started this morning, and that it was only now that last night's celebration feast had been dispersed, "No need! ”

"That's hard, I've heard that the rest of the clean bread is being given priority to the crown prince, and that the guests will be entertained after the coronation ceremony, and you will have to wait for our all-powerful Lord Commander to give him the sacrament!" Roy staggered to the side, where several Roland knights, who were also holding wine bottles, were walking towards him.

Although the crown prince did not expel the knights in his order, they fought several life-and-death battles with Ed's cavalry, and they all formed a good friendship with each other, and their views on ordinary soldiers were not as negative as in the past, so some of the knights simply moved out on the grounds of guarding the prisoners, and last night's celebration banquet was turned into an alcohol carnival by them, so that those soldiers in the army had a good understanding of the knights' madness for alcohol! (To be continued......