118 Northern Expedition
"Yes, yes. I will actively consider your suggestions ......"
Since becoming a monarch, Chen Xing has aspired to be a monarch who is good at accepting opinions.
But, the question is......
"I thought about it again, and I still think it's better to act right away, haha."
Yes, three seconds, it only took Chen Xing three seconds to overturn the idea just now.
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This left the following ministers speechless for the absurdity of their king's behavior.
Changing faces is faster than flipping through a book.
"This is a wise decision, Your Majesty."
At this time, Michael stood up and supported Chen Xing's decision.
"At present, the durian is dead, and the grassland must be in chaos. If we take the risk now, we can get good results even if we don't finish it. I dare to think that if we inflict heavy damage on them this time, they will never be able to attack us again, at least for a few years to come. ”
"I agree with you, Sir Michael."
Chen Xing grinned.
"Moreover, we killed Durian and his green dragon, brought their corpses, and severely damaged their morale, this operation, just in time, Your Majesty."
Michael's thoughts were the same as Chen Xing's, and he also supported the Northern Expedition immediately.
Not only that, but Michael is eloquent.
Each time several ministers raised objections, Michael stepped forward and argued the arguments of those who opposed the Northern Expedition, so that no one could raise a proper objection.
"It seems that it can't be recovered."
Oscar looked at the current scene and muttered to himself.
"As long as Sir Michael is behind His Majesty's opinion, no one can stop this."
Oscar realizes that when the power of the king and the logic of genius are combined, all opposition will seem powerless.
"Well, so who disagrees? Let's keep bringing it up and let's talk about it. ”
Chen Xing said, his face full of smiles.
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The ministers, overwhelmed by Michael's words, whether sophistry or irrefutable logic, had nothing to say.
These ministers paid more respect to the recently airborne Minister of State.
"Sir Oscar."
"Your Majesty."
"Get everything ready, we'll be on your way tomorrow morning!"
"Yes, Your Majesty! Oscar will arrange everything. ”
Oscar knelt down on one knee to Chen Xing and said respectfully.
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The next morning.
The blue sky on the prairie is unreal.
In front of the "Disgruntled Tribe", a female knight suddenly appeared.
"Listen, barbarian!"
The female knight, riding a white horse and carrying a knightly legion of about 500 people, stood not far from the "dissatisfied tribe" and shouted loudly.
"Now, lay down all your weapons and surrender, and swear allegiance to the ruler of the Kingdom of Protin, Chenchen von Protin. Surrender to life, resist to die! ”
Such a simple threat must be of little use to these barbarians of the steppe.
"Hahahaha, where did the little girl come from? Threatening the men of our steppe to surrender?! ”
"Hahaha, the female knight of the continent opposite?"
"Little girl, look at your age, come here, let you take a good look at how we men on the grassland treat women, hahaha."
Among the many steppe barbarian tribes, the "disgruntled tribes" are particularly belligerent and have a reputation for being the most barbaric and brutal.
Oscar was unmoved by the provocation of these barbarian men, she just smiled coldly and lifted something up.
"Do you know what this is?"
What Oscar held up was a half-rotten human head.
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Seeing this scene, the eyes of the samurai of the "dissatisfied tribe" who were still smiling just now suddenly appeared with shock.
Durian?!
This is their leader, and the leader of the entire grassland, who once rode a dragon south alone to seize the kingdom of Protin, but now he has turned into a corpse.
"Nope! No way! ”
"This must be this bitch's scam! That can't be the chief's head! ”
"yes, it can't be! You bitch, do you think you can fool us with such a simple trick? Ha ha. ”
The samurai of the "dissatisfied tribe" were shocked when they saw Durian's head, and then immediately chose not to believe it, how could the leader of the tribe die in the south?
Moreover, in their hearts, the people on the opposite continent are very shrewd and have all kinds of tricks at any time.
But what they didn't think about was why the durian leader who rode south on a dragon hadn't returned for three days?
"Pull the cart!"
Oscar ordered the knight behind him.
Knock knock!
Several knights pulled up a cart and showed the barbarian warriors what it contained.
The cart was carrying the head of a dragon with its horns cut off and its eyes gouged out.
"That's? That's a dragon?! ”
"That's a dragon's head!"
"What? The dragon head of the green dragon Smog! ”
After seeing Smog's head, the warriors of the "disgruntled tribe" realized that Durian was really dead.
"Do you believe it now? Your leader is dead. That green dragon was also hunted by us. Give up resistance. If you surrender sincerely, my Lord will spare your lives, as long as you swear allegiance. My Lord is a good and merciful man. ”
Oscar once again asked the samurai of the "disgruntled tribe" to surrender.
"Avenge the leader!"
"Die! You lackeys of the continent! ”
"We tore her apart and threw her to the wolves of the steppe! Avenge the Chief! ”
Instead of being demoralized, the samurai of the "Dissatisfied Tribe" seem to be more frenzied, shouting for revenge for Durian.
This doesn't seem to make sense.
But this is the grassland, and it seems reasonable to face the barbarians.
Especially the belligerent "disgruntled tribes".
In the dictionary of the samurai of the "disgruntled tribe", there is no word for surrender.
Even if they knew that they would die in battle, they would not hesitate to attack.
No one is afraid of death.
This is the most aggressive and militant "discontent tribe" in the steppe.
Knock knock!
A large group of samurai rode on horseback and shouted to avenge the chieftain, and then rushed towards the knightly legion that Oscar was leading.
The steppe cavalry, magnificent.
"I'll leave it to me."
Chen Xing came to Oscar's side.
"It's dangerous, Your Majesty. The steppe was their home field, and the cavalry was dominant here. Our knightly legions are not numerous. ”
"It's because our knightly legion doesn't have an advantage over the steppe cavalry that we need me to play in the front, Sir Oscar."
"But, Your Majesty......"
"Don't you believe me?"
"Your Majesty, forgive your sins. Oscar believes in His Majesty unconditionally. ”
As he spoke, Oscar muttered in his heart.
"Your Majesty, do you have any other ability to show?"
Looking at the cavalry rushing ahead.