The anger in my chest could not be suppressed, so I slapped my horse forward and came into the formation of the assault force that was ready to attack.

"Soldiers, after ten days of training and almost ten days of fighting, you can proudly say that you are already veterans. I spoke slowly, the morning sun shining on my armor, reflecting a little light: "And these people in front of me, they are the murderers of my subjects! Al Qaeda is not a common enemy! Now...... I command you! Hold on to your weapons and kill them your way!"

"Yes!" the neat answer swung in a torrent that rolled in my ears.

With a "bang", I pulled out the black iron knife, and I shouted: "Assault...... Kill!"

"Kill!"

The four guards regiments all rushed out, and after unfolding, they maintained an impact surface about half a mile wide, and the dense sound of horses' hooves was deafening, and the loud shouts of killing soared into the sky!

The soldiers drew the reins with one hand, and with the other hand clenched their spears or knives, constantly stimulating the horses with spurs mounted on their heels to increase the speed of the impact, and they held their weapons flat, wrapped in a howling wind, with a bitter murderous aura!

Looking at this unstoppable iron army, the desperate rebels cried and fled for their lives, and everyone only hated the two legs of the young man...... In a short time, the rebels were caught up, and those who fell behind were either picked up or knocked over!

Every swing of the knife caused the rebels to fall to the ground, and every stab was accompanied by the screams of the rebels. The rebel soldiers did not resist at all, and in my eyes they were nothing more than a faint floating dust. In an instant, it was swallowed up by the surging waves of steel. and in an instant it perished.

I'll kill you rebellious brutes! Cut your throats. I will use your blood and your life to pay tribute to His Majesty and his wife!

I danced wildly with the black iron knife in my hand, the helmet on my head, the armor on my body, and even my face were splattered with a little blood. If it weren't for the duties of the Commander, I would have been more involved in the massacre of the rebels, and the Rock simply surrounded me with a group of guards.

The earth trembled under the horse's hooves, and death lingered on the battlefield. The assault team was like a furious rush, chasing the tail of the rebels, and the blood mist was everywhere they went. The corpses of the rebel soldiers were strewn all over the field, and the deaths were strange.

The enemy had no fighting spirit to speak of, and in a short time the battle was nearing its end, and only sporadic pursuits remained on the battlefield.

"Sir!" a winged officer flew up to me and shouted, "We have found Your Highness!"

"Fischet?" I leaned out and dragged him over with one hand, "Where is he?!"

The winged officer was caught off guard and fell to the ground with a cry of surprise, but his hand was still pointing at the small castle.

I was in a state of ecstasy, and turned to look at the castle, and found that one of my staff officers was already standing under the city gate with a group of soldiers. And the other staff officer hurried and rushed all the way towards me.

"Long ...... Sir!" he did not stop his horse until I came close. The expression of excitement was evident on his face: "Your Highness, it's Your Highness!

"When I heard that Fischette was okay, something immediately blocked my throat, and there was an irrepressible flow of liquid in my eyes.

After standing still for a moment, I ran towards the castle gate with my legs between my legs, and the guards behind me hurriedly patted my horse to follow.

The soldiers under the castle dismounted, and quickly cleaned up the rebel corpses on the passage outside the gate, and the castle gate was opened, and several figures walked to the city gate and stood still...... There's Uncle Turner, and there's Uncle Wilbur, and the one who stands in front of Turnersee and Uncle Wilbur isn't who Fischette is!

Fifty paces from the city gate, I jumped off my horse, threw aside my helmet, and strode to Fichette, who was smiling.

At this moment, looking at Fischette with good arms and legs in front of me, I didn't know what to say, although I had a thousand words in my heart, I didn't know where to speak...... The ecstasy of reuniting after a long absence, the comfort of my friend's safety, and the sorrow of the death of His Majesty and his wife, these feelings are all churning and mixing in my heart.

Mine was manually activated...... Fischette is already His Majesty, and our identities are no longer the same.

With a bang, our armor collided, and Fichette had already hugged me tightly!

"Cohen! Fichette shouted in my ear, "I knew you weren't going to die!"

"Fichette ......," I said without fear, "I'm afraid I'll be late." ”

We parted, staring at each other for a long time, Fischette's face a little haggard, and his eyes were red.

Patting me on the shoulder, Fichette's lips moved, as if to say something, but before he could say it, tears were already overflowing from his eyes.

"It's good to see you're okay......" My throat was gagged again: "My brother!"

"I'm fine. Fichette finally spoke: "I'm just worried about you, my father and mother are gone, and I can't afford to lose you as a friend anymore......"

"Be strong, my brother. I looked into Fischet's eyes and said, "We must all live well, so that we can avenge His Majesty, and we must cut up the miscellaneous pieces of Ruman!"

"I will!" Fichette nodded vigorously: "With you by my side, you are my greatest support." ”

"In that case, please call yourself this king. I said in a firm tone, "Now, Your Majesty is already the king of my Sbia Empire!"

"I ......" Fichette hesitated for a moment, and then his eyes showed a deep sadness.

"Your Majesty, no matter how sad we are, this is true. I said, "Only when His Majesty's name is confirmed, can our army exert its greatest combat effectiveness, and the people's will will be attached." ”

"Cohen," Fischer nodded, "and the king understands your intentions. ”

"Majesty!"

"Although we ...... Now I am a king, but I hope ......" Fischette looked at me sincerely, "but I hope that our friendship will never change, and that you will still be my brother and my arm!"

"I will, Your Majesty. I nodded in agreement: "I will always keep this friendship in my heart." That's something I want to cherish. ”

"It's for the best. Fichette tilted his head: Second, let me see your army. Seriously. I was amazed by how they dressed. “

"This ...... Now there's still a bit of a small battle. I smiled awkwardly: "Your Majesty's safety is important, wait a minute, is it okay?"

"Have you forgotten it?" Fischette was afraid of someone some time ago?" Fischette raised his eyebrows, and his gentle eyes showed incomparable persistence: "These soldiers fought for me, and I should be with them, not only now, but until I have the sword in my hand, I will stay with them." ”

"That's right. But the battle isn't over yet......"

"Sue me, my Governor of Cohen. Fichette smiled faintly: "What other place in this world could be safer than in my brother's army?"

"You convinced me, my majesty. I nodded in agreement...... "Please, this is your army, too." "Fischette and I rode side by side to the troops, and the rocks hurriedly took the outer three layers of the guards and the third layer of the inner three layers to protect us.

"Rocks!"

"Here!"

"Passing the order, His Majesty Fichette has already arrived at the battlefield in person! I said to the rocks, "All regiments must fight bravely and give me a good job!"

"Yes, sir!" the rock turned around and was about to leave.

"Captain, wait a minute. Fichette called out to the rocks. He turned to me and said, "Governor Cohen, I want their commander." ”

"No problem. 陛xià. I nodded in agreement and instructed the rock: "Capture the enemy officer alive, the more the better!"

"Yes, sir!" the rock quickly left, arranging for the herald to go.

"Is this your officer of the guard?" Fichette asked me, "a very spirited officer." ”

"Not only him, this group of troops is very spiritual, most of them are clansmen from the thirty-six tribes of the god and demon dividing line, although they have only joined for a short time, they are very good. I replied to Fischet: "Actually, no matter what race the soldier comes from, as long as he is conscientious, things can be done." ”

"It's really hard for you. Fischette looked at me and said, "You don't know, I'm really worried about you in the days when you haven't heard from you. ”

"Aren't I all right now?" I said, "Aren't we brothers?" ”

Hearing my name be Your Majesty, Fischette smiled reluctantly and turned his head to look at the only remaining battle in the distance.

Two field regiments surrounded the remaining rebel regiments, and the soldiers on horseback were shooting the enemy in a circle with crossbow arrows. When the order to capture the enemy commander alive arrived, the troops stopped their attack and retreated a little, and the sound of persuasion to surrender sounded a few times, and there were already countless white things shaking in the rebel group.

"It's over. I whispered.

"This is an army of 20,000 men, but I didn't expect to be defeated like this. Fischette said with emotion: "How did the once illustrious Divine Alliance become like this?"

"By the way, 陛xià, I forgot to sue you. I said, "On the way here, we have defeated more than a dozen of these troops, and it seems that the fighting spirit of the Divine Coalition has collapsed, and the casualties of our troops are quite small." ”

"Probably to deal with relations with the Confederate Empire!" Fichette said, shaking his head, "Although the generals are interested in interests, most of the soldiers are unacceptable. ”

"This is indeed Luman's fatal wound. I said, "It is impossible for the armies of the other empires of the Divine Alliance to stay here for a long time to help him, and as soon as these armies leave, I will see what Lu Man will use to resist!"

"The reason why Lu Man rebelled was because someone was secretly supporting him, and he alone did not have the strength. Fichette said: "Besides, your deposit, the storage of your army, is his real fatal wound." Everyone thinks you can't come back, and the death notice from the coalition military headquarters may be in the hands of your wives. ”

"Therefore, we have to go to the Dark Moon Province immediately and release the news of your safety first, so that the Left Prime Minister will not be able to command the governors of other provinces. I said word by word: "And no matter who the person behind Lu Man is, I will dismantle him!"

"Let's not talk about that. Fichette said, "The battle is over, let me review our troops!"

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

Although the battle had just ended, the units were organized in an orderly manner because of the regular laws and training. The troops were arranged in a neat and standardized phalanx on the scale of a regiment.

From the phalanx that passed in front of us, energetic officers reported in a loud voice.

"The First Guards Regiment of the First Legion of the Dark Province salutes His Majesty!"

"The Fifth Guards Regiment of the First Legion of the Dark Province salutes His Majesty!"

"The Ninth Field Regiment of the First Legion of the Dark Province salutes His Majesty!"

Fischette solemnly placed his hands across his chest. Salute the troops who pass in front of you in return.

I'm there for him. Seeing this brother who had to take up the burden of the king early to avenge his parents... I feel a lot in my heart.

Fischette must have been very depressed in his heart, a prince who had lived in the care of his parents since he was a child. His parents died on the same day...... This is a bloody national hatred, he wants to purge the rebellion, rebuild the empire, and save the suffering subjects, too many responsibilities!

Lu Man has his own armament, and his men are full of lackeys, and even other empires and the Temple of Light are eyeing him...... Fichette has a lot of enemies to face. Either way, Fischette was my best brother, and he did everything he wanted to do. I'll do my best to get it done, whether our identities change or not.

I didn't have any friends in my previous life, and I have never felt the mellow of friendship, but I cherish this hard-won friendship in this life, four brothers who call me the eldest, and this intimate majesty in front of me, they accompany me to grow up, which is simply an indispensable part of my whole body and mind......

"Report sir! The staff officer ran over: "We have captured the supreme commander of the rebels, a major general of the Porta Empire. ”

I turned to look at Fischette, who nodded to me and said, "I'll interrogate." ”

"Stay put. The troops were ordered to rest for a while. I said to the chief of staff: "Send someone to inform Brigadier General Haiert and immediately move closer to us!"

"Yes!"

In my tent. Together with Fichette, I interrogated the Supreme Commander of the rebels, Major General of the Porta Empire. The pale-faced Major General Porta was dragged in between two burly guards.

"Put him down. Stunned and sluggish?

The guards threw him directly to the ground, he couldn't stand at all, his armor was loose and dirty, and his hair was unkempt.

"Raise your head!" I said, "You leper dog!"

The Major General propped up his upper body from the ground, and although his face was covered with dust, he made a non-caring expression to me.

"Looks like you don't want to talk?" I smiled coldly: "Come on, give me twenty slaps first." ”

The two guards grabbed his arms and pulled up his upper body, and an officer from the Judge Advocate General's Office came up next to him, opened his bow left and right with both palms, and gave him twenty big slaps in the face with a "crackle".

At this time, slapping can be very knowledgeable, not only to hurt him, but also not to beat him so that he can't speak, and the people of the Judge Advocate General's Department have already slapped him countless times, practice makes perfect, and they are not afraid of making a mistake.

Major General Porta snorted a few times in pain, blood foaming from the corners of his mouth pursed, and although he still didn't speak, his eyes already showed hatred.

"Why, pretend to be not afraid of death with me? Who do you want to deceive? If you are really not afraid of death, what are you running on the battlefield? A nest of bears will be a nest of bears! Look at the soldiers you bring, you will know what virtues you have. I told him in a cold tone: "You pus, Young Master Ben has seen a lot, I'm bah!" The hatred in his eyes became even stronger.

"Look at your fine skin and tender meat, you must be a nobleman?" I smiled: "To be honest, Young Master Ben likes to play with nobles like you the most...... Tell me, how did you become a nobleman? Judging by your appearance, you must have licked someone's ass, right?"

"No!" the major general roared: "My title is hereditary!"

"Oh...... You see, then your virtue of running away when you see an enemy is also hereditary? Tell me, who told you to come here? I touched my chin and continued to trample on his personality: "After saying that, Young Master Ben will be merciful to give you some benefits, if you really don't want to explain honestly, Young Master Ben will let you speak! ”

"You ...... You're not a Demon Alliance!" Major General Porta finally reacted: "It's ...... to wear the uniform of the Demon Alliance It's despicable behavior!"

"That's not what you asked...... Give him another twenty slaps. I waved my hand disappreliantly: "You should pay attention to what Young Master Ben says! If you answer slowly, you will hurt; if you answer if Young Master Ben is not satisfied, you will also hurt; if you are so embarrassed!?"

Twenty slaps had been made, and the major general's face was already swollen high.

"How's that?" I took a moment to pick the dirt from my fingernails, "Right?"

"Kill if you want to!" I ...... I'm a nobleman, you can't treat me like this......" The major general was still holding on: "Even if it's me...... In the hands of the Demon Alliance, they won't treat me like this. ”

"Demon Alliance? I really forgot to tell you, none of the Demon Alliance troops that fell into my hands died happily, where do you think our equipment came from?" I said to the staff officer beside me, "Show him the captured Demon Alliance flag." In the blink of an eye, a large pile of military flags was placed in front of him, and I think he must have seen it big.

"Who are you?" asked the Major General in surprise.

"Knight of the Gods, Commander of the Ninth Legion of the Divine Alliance! Al Qaeda. I said, "This one next to me is Fischet, the current king of the Sbia Empire." Xia Mai Majesty, haven't seen Majesty yet?!"

I gave him a look, and the guards grabbed him by the body and forced him to kneel before Fischet.

"Fichette ......," he muttered.

"Do you dare to call my country's majesty by its name?" I slapped the table: "Come on, bring something!"

The Major General's body trembled, and Fischette sat on the side without speaking.

The military judge turned around and took a large bag and spread it out on the ground of Erfang, which was full of a set of delicate torture instruments, which looked creepy.

"Young Master Ben hasn't had a chance to play with these things for a long time, in other words, you gave me this opportunity, you are so cute......" I strode up to him, pinched my hands together, and my knuckles cracked: "Don't worry, I won't play with you too soon, I will let you enjoy these things from beginning to end, and then review them from end to end, until you satisfy Young Master Ben." ”

Although the major general still did not speak, I saw fear in his eyes.

"Well, you have smooth skin, slender fingers, and moderately well-manicured nails. I motioned for the guards to hold his body, and picked up a set of torture instruments: "By the way, wait a minute, don't scream too loudly." ”

As he spoke, the steel needle in his hand had been cut down. (To be continued......)