As Andrako wondered how to leave, General Haddou let out a long and secretly long breath.

He only felt the breath that had been supporting him just now, and as his breath suddenly dissipated, the feeling of exhaustion, weakness, and soreness hit him at the same time, as if it had been suddenly hollowed out.

Haddu pursed his lips tightly, and he forced himself to moan out without pain.

But what little blood on his face receded, turning a sickly blue-white.

The little maid who was holding Hadu next to her keenly noticed that the general's body was gradually trembling, but he kept trying hard to control himself.

She peeked at Haddou, and saw that his face turned even paler, and she couldn't help but worry for a while. For fear that the general would suddenly fall.

Doctors had already diagnosed Haddou's condition, and the results were not encouraging. Chapter 1034 Every Eagle Must Reverse (Asking for a Monthly Pass)

It was already a miracle that Haddou was able to get back up from his bed, and he still had to stand here and command.

The little maid could see that the little bit of General Haddou's body was almost exhausted.

At this time, the shouts of killing on the street had gradually subsided, and the sound was getting farther and farther away, and both the stingers and the guards had all disappeared into the darkness.

From the screams heard from time to time, the fighting continued, regardless of the fact that the Assassins had been driven away.

She hesitated for a moment, then boldly, gently pulled Hadu's sleeve, and said tremblingly: "General, it's windy outside, let's go back to the room and have a good rest." When the guards next to him heard this, they couldn't help but look at Haddou with concern.

They could also see that Haddou's face was sickly pale, and his whole body was trembling slightly.

For the guards, the general is now in good health, and he is holding on. It really needs to be rested, in case he is going to fall again, the big guy will be unlucky again, today is hard to guarantee that it won't happen again, next time they won't be so lucky.

Hadu smiled slightly, stretched out his hand, and gently rubbed the little maid's hair, Chapter 1034 Feng Ying Bi Reverse (asking for a monthly ticket) said: "No." I'm still holding on. ”

Haddou himself is a strong-willed soldier who has been in the army for decades and has already developed a tenacious character, although weak, Haddou gritted his teeth and held on to his back.

He knew he couldn't lie down and rest at this time.

Angel also stepped forward at this time, with a concerned expression, and said, "Father, you really need to rest." Leave the matter to me. ”

Haddou's face suddenly changed, and he snorted coldly and glared at him coldly.

Angel touched his nose and had to retreat abruptly, looking at the dissatisfaction and reproach in Haddou's eyes, Angel was extremely uneasy.

Today's situation, but not to mention the chaos outside caused by himself, he was almost dug out of his nest. After the old man found out, he didn't know how he would punish himself?

And Laht watched Angel eat deflated from the side, and suddenly felt a great feeling in his heart, which was even more comfortable than eating the secret recipe of the Flying Eagle Company, limited production, and the expensive Häagen-Dazs.

That thing can not only kill the dad, but also kill the godfather. It's Laht himself, who only buys one for himself every week.

At the same time, I couldn't stop scolding in my heart: Idiot, I really don't know how this idiot became the heir?

Now that the rebellion had just been settled, and the fire in the city had not been completely extinguished, it was a time when the people were panicking, the people were terrified, and rumors were flying.

If the chaotic situation is not well controlled, it is easy to smash, loot and burn, and once the worst happens when the people flee such turmoil, this old nest of the Haddou family and the largest city in the south will be greatly damaged.

At this time, there may be many ill-intentioned guys who will say that it is a rumor that the old man is awake. Do everything you can to muddy the waters to cover up their crimes.

The old man had to stand here for all to see.

Let them all know: the general is on his feet again.

As a figure of the soul of the entire South, Haddou's prestige is unmatched.

For the military and civilians in the south, Haddou's words were even like a plan, which was an influence that had accumulated power for many years.

Only in this way can we dispel rumors and stabilize the hearts of people who are in danger~!

Only in this way can the situation be saved~!

Thinking of this, Laht glanced at Angel with a smile, and saw that the other party's face turned into a purple pork liver color under his gaze, and his heart was even more proud.

Even the last time I got a group of triplets, I wasn't as proud as I am now.

Then, with an extremely dashing hand, he stretched out his hand and untied his cloak. His hand was draped over General Haddou's body.

As a standard huāhuā son, he is extremely handsome in this hand.

Because this set of actions is completely a compulsory course for the aristocratic pickle girl outfit B. In order to facilitate the play with the female companion, and then when the ladies who showed a large area of snow-white chest muscles pretended not to be exposed to the cold, they took off their cloaks and wrapped them around each other's bodies as soon as possible, in order to show their gentlemanly demeanor of pity and cherishing jade.

Just for the handsomeness, Lahter can get an outstanding.

Although General Hadou started suddenly, Hadou himself was not from an aristocratic background, and did not have a long history of three to five hundred years, according to the eyes of the traditional nobles in the south, he was a standard nouveau riche, and he could barely be called a nobleman by the fifth generation.

A little rabbit like Laht, who has not been educated in an aristocratic family, is naturally unlikely to have any aristocratic demeanor.

The true aristocratic demeanor, with just one action of pinching a teacup, can express feelings such as elegance, pleasure, courtesy, disdain, and disgust.

How could those hillbillies comprehend these profound and noble arts?

However, Laht once paid a lot of money for this, hired a third-rate dancer teacher, and taught him hand-in-hand for three months, and for a long time, there was no shortage of female companions around him, most of them were young ladies from aristocratic families.

Therefore, he did not practice this set of movements less, and he was naturally extremely proficient.

Although it is now used on his father's body, he has elegant manners and full of style. It's like a dance, and it's pleasing to the eye.

With this small action, the demeanor of the ten outstanding aristocratic youths in Haligard City was vividly revealed.

So much so that the poor little maid next to her had a dazzle of eyes for a while, and her two eyes looked at him directly, and she almost popped out two red hearts.

Seeing this, Laht immediately grinned and squeezed his eyes at the little maid. The little maid was startled, then covered her mouth and smiled sheepishly.

In fact, this is also the reason why Laht is more liked by Haddou's family, no matter who he is, he is friendly and friendly.

Haddou stretched out his hand and tightened his cloak. Then he quietly turned to the side, cutting off Raht's gaze at the little maid.

Hadu had a great headache for his second son, so many people looked at it, he dared to flirt with the little maid beside him, and he didn't pay attention to the occasion and influence at all, there was still a corpse on the ground, and the knight's sword next to him was still dripping blood.

Haddou knew that Raht might not have done it on purpose, that his frivolous movements were already instinctive.

At this time, the guards also reacted one after another, and hurriedly rushed forward, forming a tight human wall around Haddou's body to block the cold wind that was blowing.

It was a long time before the fighting on the streets finally subsided.

The soldiers who pursued out also received orders and turned back one after another. All of them were elated and jubilant, as if they had won a great victory.

Many of them even carried one, or a few bloody heads, in their hands.

Repaying merit with the first rank, although this way is a bit barbaric, but after all, in this feudal era, you can't ask for too much.

If you want to calculate military merit fairly and objectively, you can only use this way. Everyone also counts military merit in this way, which can be called an international practice.

As for how many of them were assassins, or whether they were good and meritorious, it is unknown.

Officials turn a blind eye to this kind of thing.

Anyway, most of the Lou people, suddenly a few ordinary people rushed out, and there was no way to tell if it was not, so they cut it down.

Besides, if you don't sleep in the middle of the night and run around on the street, you are suspected of misconduct. It cannot be ruled out that the assassins took off their black clothes to disguise themselves as good citizens, and it was always right to kill them anyway.

At best, a mistake is an indirect injury.

When they returned, they couldn't help but let out a burst of cheers when they saw General Haddou standing majestically at the door, as before, to greet them, the warriors who had returned triumphantly.

Then they stepped forward and saluted him solemnly.

All of them had a glint of excitement in their eyes. With Haddou as the backbone, the big guy suddenly has a sense of down-to-earthness. It's not as panicked as before.

Hearing their loud shouts of "Long live General Haddou", the people of the city had the audacity to look out through the cracks in the doors or windows.

There was no clashing fire, no shouts of killing, and no one running through the streets with blood-dripping swords, as if the battle had just been a sudden nightmare.

Seeing that there was no danger, the common people then emboldened themselves and poked their heads out of their homes to look out or inquire about the situation.

Subsequently, a piece of news spread like lightning throughout the city, "General Haddou has woken up~!"

"Long live the general~!" The cheers began somewhere, but then spread like stones thrown into a pond.

From all corners of the city, there were loud cheers.

"The general's son is old~!"

"Long live the general~!"

“...............”

The sound was wave after nose, like the waves of the sea.

The cheer was heard far away. On the avenue outside the city, several knights who were lying on the back of their war horses and galloping quickly heard the cheers, and they couldn't help but stop for a moment, looking at each other for a while.

Their hearts were full of horror: General Haddou's prestige in the hearts of the people was so high~!

But in the next moment, they galloped again, and now it was more important to flee for their lives than to sigh.

The rumbling of horses' hooves, after a few moments, had faded away into the darkness of the night......

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"Tell me what the situation is now. Haddou's calm, slightly weak voice rang out in the room.

Through the bright light in the room, it can be clearly seen that he is half-lying on a sofa, with a large and soft cushion behind him.

If someone who knows the goods is present, you can be surprised to find that all the furnishings and furniture in this room are ultra-high-end Renaissance style furniture produced by the Da Vinci Furniture Factory of Flying Eagle Company.

A complete set of furniture requires at least 100,000 gold coins, which is claimed to be not the most expensive, only more expensive. In the south, it is a symbol of aristocratic demeanor.

Although the chief leader of the southern provinces, the most powerful hawkish general of the Almohad Empire, has been shouting in public, "I don't share the sky with the Ruman Empire~!" and hated something related to the Flying Eagle International Co., Ltd.

It can be said that every eagle must be opposed.

In fact, the guards around him all knew that he hated all of them, not to mention a "hawk, word, or a bird" with a word.

When the people around him speak, they never mention the word eagle, and they always use big chickens or big birds instead.

But he's not a fool either.

I have seen the high-end furniture, glass, horse lanterns, armor, and swords produced by the Flying Eagle Company.

Perfume... After waiting for luxury goods, I also found that the things produced by the Flying Eagle Company are indeed easy to use.

On the one hand, there are all kinds of high-quality and low-cost products with excellent performance produced by Feiying Company, and on the other hand, the principles and concepts that he has always adhered to.

It stands to reason that the contradiction between the two is absolutely irreconcilable, just like oil and water.

But it is not easy for General Hadou to get to this point. How could it be so small

The problem is stumped.

Therefore, he used a very ingenious solution to the idea that he hated Ruman, that is, to erase all the insignia of the eagle on those goods, or to remove them outright, or to paint them with other patterns.

In this way, although those furniture items seem to be a little less in appearance, they are not delayed in use at all, which can be described as killing two birds with one stone.

He looked at the dejected young man in front of him, picked up the medicine bowl on the table, smelled the pungent smell coming from the bowl, and couldn't help but hesitate. But then, under the fierce gaze of the little maid next to him, he stiffened his head and drank the potion in one gulp.

The little maid saw this, smiled with satisfaction, and then put another bowl full of honey water in front of Hadu, and then picked up the bowl of medicine just now, and walked out with a light step. Finally, the door was gently closed outside.

Only General Haddou and Angel remained, and the room was quiet for a while.

While the people of the city were cheering, General Haddou already knew that the situation was decided, and he no longer held on, but returned to his bedroom. But he did not rest, but seized the time to understand the specific circumstances of this period of time when he was unconscious.

Under Haddou's gaze, Angel couldn't help but feel weak for a while. He coughed lightly twice, and then recounted the whole incident.

As he spoke, he peeked at Haddu from time to time, but he saw that Haddou had a calm face, and he couldn't see any clues at all.

The more Angel spoke, the more he felt weak, and his voice gradually lowered, and finally he almost held on to finish the whole thing. Then he bowed his head and stood in front of Haddou, waiting in horror for his punishment.

In front of the nose of the great enemy, they did not unite the south, but fought for power and profit, and started an internal struggle.

First, he sent troops to seize territory, which caused dissatisfaction among the nobles in the south.

Later, for his father-in-law, General Meera, he seized power, and designed to trap the number one general in the Southern Army, the governor of Kirkfors Province, the commander of the Zindelun Fortress, and his father's best friend, Petrius. When he failed to do so, he attempted to assassinate him, but the matter was revealed and he forced Petrius to rebel.

In the end, he was incompetent, and led a group of assassins to rebel under his nose.

If it weren't for his good father who woke up in time, I'm afraid that Harrigad would have changed by now~!

Most importantly, in order to increase the strength in his hands, he even violated Haddou's principles and colluded with the man in gray. From his hands with the help of the power of darkness.

One by one, no matter which one of them, is enough to make Hadu angry, and even record the identity of the heir and drive him out of the family.

The more he thought about it, the more scared he became, and before he knew it, a layer of sweat oozed from his back. Trembling and waiting, waiting for the thunder that will come.

After a few more moments, Haddou's voice slowly sounded.

"You're doing the right thing~!"

"Father, I know it's wrong," Angel suddenly wailed, but then reacted, and couldn't help but "Huh, I said, looking into Haddou's eyes at a loss."

I poked such a big leak, but I was not wrong?

For a moment, I wondered if he had heard it wrong, or if his father had a fever and his brain was burning.

Haddou looked at him and said softly, "You heard me right, don't doubt it." Angel looked at him in a daze: since he had heard him correctly, there was only one explanation, and the old man's mind was indeed confused.

He wanted to step forward and reach out to test the temperature in front of Hadhu's forehead, but after flicking his fingers a few times, he couldn't muster up the courage.

Haddou looked at his panicked appearance and smiled indifferently before continuing: "Angel, my dear child. Although you are my heir, you are not me after all.

You have only just shown your strength in the past few years, and your prestige is far from enough to convince the public. Therefore, even if I ascend to that position, I can't be stronger than me in terms of control of the south.

With me, I can lead them against the Northern Army. Therefore, the nobles and magnates of the south did not dare not bow their heads and obey all my orders.

And you are different, they will not be able to obey your orders. Therefore, there is nothing wrong with sending troops to suppress and completely control the south before the enemy's army overwhelms the border.

Petrius was the number one general in the army and a close friend of mine. It's a pity that "

Speaking of this, he let out a long sigh and looked at Tianhuā Ban thoughtfully for a long time before continuing: "It's a pity that the Southern Army can only have one leader. ”！！！