People in the Ark, Dimensional Blacksmith

The Seventh Corps' siege of the private soldiers of the nobles was not successfully completed. After all, one of the teams that could be brought to participate in this parade was a master in the territory of those nobles, and they wanted to complete tactics against them. Complete concealment and crushing on the ground is absolutely impossible.

The army commanders of these nobles also tried to negotiate with the current commander of the Seventh Corps, hoping that the other party could give him a reasonable explanation, but before they could negotiate a few words, the soldiers of the Seventh Corps suddenly Launched an attack on these noble armies.

However, this battlefield was not a complete one. Even though the Seventh Corps had put armored units into the battlefield, it still failed to defeat the defenses of these noble troops in the first place.

There was even a stalemate between the two in front of the front line, and it was not until the Young Guards entered the battlefield that this balance was completely broken.

In any case, these aristocratic armies composed of mercenaries, veterans, and self-trained private soldiers were able to fight head-on with the Gaul regular army, and they did not retreat until the opponent's elite forces entered the field. Can be worthy of the salary they get.

But the current situation still has no way to explain why these Gaul regular troops suddenly launched an attack, and considering the current situation in Waterloo, those commanders and grassroots members even doubted whether their bosses took the lead in the rebellion. Will be directly attacked by the regular army.

And the answer to this question was revealed one step earlier than they expected.

"Sir! Look behind!"

The commander from the Montpellier Governor's Guards had some thoughts of yelling, and now those young guards' killers in front of them were pressing on, so where did they come from to turn their heads and look behind them?

It's just that the commander was still stopped by the voice, and subconsciously turned his head to look behind him.

The place they were in was the hotel where the nobles rested at night. When they were attacked, the nobles had not returned from the feast of the tour, which made it a little easier for them to establish a line of defense.

And behind the commander of the Montpellier Guards, there is a commercial building in the Gallic chain. A huge screen is hung on the building body, which is usually used to broadcast advertisements and promotional videos. Today, due to special circumstances, , The content on this screen is also converted into a live broadcast of the Triumph Tour.

It's just that the picture that appears on the screen now is not those celebratory banquets and biographical movies belonging to the Sun King, but a cold ward.

Those highly respected doctors lay on the ground in twos and threes, their whole bodies shriveled up, as if they had been dried by the air, without a single drop of blood in their bodies.

Where did their blood go?

Their blood was sprinkled in the entire ward, from the ceiling to the wall to the floor, it was covered with dark red blood.

The instigator of all this was standing in front of the sick bed in the ward, slowly wiping his palms with a handkerchief.

Carlo Lorraine Liang, the Duke of Blood Rose, looked at the old man on the hospital bed in front of him, and said in a flat voice, "Whenever I see you lying on the hospital bed, I always think about something."

The position of the camera is slightly deflected, so that the appearance of the old man can be shown on the screen.

The Sun King Louis XIV opened his eyes with difficulty, but there was still a slight sneer in his tone: "What are you thinking about?"

He was so angry that he seemed to die the next moment.

"I would think, are you cheating? After putting on such a miserable dying look, you turned into a fisherman and waited for my fish to take the bait."

"Ha...haha cough..." Louis XIV smiled, but it also caused a series of coughs: "Are you so afraid of me?"

"Who isn't afraid?" Kosche threw the handkerchief behind him, looked at the man in front of him, and said softly.

Even though the age he lived was far longer than that of Louis XIV, even if the glory he witnessed was far greater than the glory of the Sun King, Kosche had to admit one thing.

This emaciated and dying person in front of him was one of the many people he had seen as dazzling as the sun in his long life.

"Then I'm curious, since you're so afraid of me, why didn't you wait for me to die before coming here to find what you want."

Louis XIV took a deep breath, raised his head and slowly pulled out the oxygen tube in his nasal cavity, and removed the needle on his arm: "You can't still be afraid, a dead man will jump out of his coffin Give you a punch."

"Because if you die, then I won't be able to get what I need."

Kosich watched Louis XIV's movements firmly, and said in a word: "The blood of the gods and people will be dimmed at the moment of death."

"I see..."

Louis XIV was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It's already reached this point, why don't you take action?"

"I will."

The Duke of Blood Rose on the screen raised his arms, and the dark red light shone on him

The gathering of his fingertips is a sign that his Originium skills are being activated. Countless Gaul soldiers and civilians have witnessed this scene.

It's just that in the past, this ominous light would fall on the enemies of Gaul, but this time the light will fall on the old man.

Everyone in Waterloo saw this scene. They were either frightened or annoyed. They were frightened because Liang's move was a colossal conspiracy to kill Gaul's true banner of glory, but they were still in doubt because of their anger. All this is not a hoax.

Suddenly, the picture in the live broadcast room was interrupted. It seemed that the people at the radio station reacted and finally cut off the stream.

But before any more emotions rose in other people's hearts, the light spots on the screen flickered, and that picture appeared again.

Even this time, the position of the camera started to move, it left the ward, floated out of the window, and completely filmed the whole situation.

The people at the bottom of the committee building subconsciously raised their heads to look at the sky, and then when they turned their heads to look at the screen again, they saw themselves on top with a dumbfounded expression.

This is not a prank, but a reality that is happening.

The commander of Montlier watched the changes on the screen. He suddenly came to his senses. He turned his head and looked at the young guards who were constantly attacking the front line. He couldn't help shouting: "It turns out that you are the ones who rebelled!"

Although such a voice really can't bring much change to the situation of the battle, but after knowing that the problem is not their own, these noble soldiers are also somewhat confident in their hearts.

No matter how the war goes on, for these soldiers participating in the war, they need a legitimate reason after all.

Otherwise, their morale will be difficult to gather, and they will be crushed at the touch of a finger.

But now, after knowing all the reasons, these noble soldiers are also full of hostility.

They began to regroup, and quickly built a new line of defense behind them while giving way to the space in the position.

If they were still fighting for no reason before, now they understand why they are fighting, and even when facing the Seventh Legion, which is stronger than themselves, they burst into a kind of mourning momentum.

They were determined to block the Seventh Corps here, and if they wanted to pass through here, they had to step over their own corpses.

And when more and more troops began to be thrown into the battlefield, and the scale evolved from the initial sneak attack of a small group of troops to a large-scale encounter, the pictures in the live broadcast room were still not disconnected.

So people could see that the Duke of Blood Rose stretched out his arm towards Louis XIV, thinking that he wanted to grab the old man's throat and kill him completely here.

But in the next moment, a golden light burst out from Louis XIV's body, and there was a roar, and a holy sword that turned from illusion into substance was held in Louis XIV's hand.

At that moment, all the death aura on the old man disappeared, replaced by a brilliant aura, like the scorching sun above the sky, making it difficult to look directly at.

It was as if what Kosche was worried about happened. Louis XIV was still fishing this time, and he finally caught his big fish.

Kosche's pupils shrunk slightly, and his arms moved forward instead of retreating, as if what happened in front of him was illusory, and he wanted to pierce it directly.

The Originium skill of the Gorefiend family was stimulated to the extreme at this moment, and the blood in the entire room was absorbed instantly, turning into a ferocious armor, pointing directly at Louis XIV.

But then, the holy sword landed on Kosiche's arm faster than before, cutting iron like mud, and the origin stone skills of the Duke of Blood Rose were torn apart like thin paper. At the same time, everyone seemed to hear There was a voice.

That was not the heavy breathing of Louis XIV, nor the scream of the Duke of Blood Rose, but the cascading battle cries of countless old guards.

Once upon a time, when the Old Guards appeared on the battlefield and charged the enemy, such battles would resound throughout the world.

Looking at everything in the picture, many people clenched their fists and waved them vigorously, and some even couldn't help shouting, just like the Sun King returned after defeating the enemy.

Kosich retreated again and again, his face was as serious as iron, the Sun King's slash cut off his palm and forearm, almost completely severed his arm.

Even when he was old and dying, the strength of the Sun King was still enough to shake everything in the world.

Louis XIV walked from the hospital bed to the ground, and then suddenly made a gesture of charging forward. The light of the holy sword in his hand was also completely lit at this moment, as if the second sun was shining brightly from it.

Kosiche was startled, and immediately stepped back with both legs, and even smashed through the wall behind him, directly retreating a distance of four houses.

Then, he heard a comfortable smile.

In the picture of the live broadcast room, the camera passed through the smoke and saw everything that happened on this battlefield.

The Duke of Blood Rose retreated in embarrassment, but in fact the Sun King did not chase forward.

Louis XIV just put out a shelf, and then stopped in place.

The holy sword dissipated from his hand, and his aging body hit the ground. The electrocardiogram leads still attached to his chest transmitted the old man's life information to the instrument terminal.

The heartbeat is stopping, and the breathing is starting to stop.

With one last laugh, Bonaparte

The No. 14 monarch of the Ba family passed away, and even at the last moment of his life, the Sun King was not defeated in the face of the Duke of Blood Rose, a powerhouse on the continent of Terra, and even just put on a pose, Just let the other party stay away.

Thinking about it now, that chuckle sounded a bit like the laughter of a circus clown dancing hard.

As it has been said in countless eulogized operas.

Only time can defeat this man.

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Chapter 190

When the dust settled, when the old man fell down, everyone felt as if something had disappeared in their hearts, and felt a sense of emptiness.

Even if the lies and comfort will pervade for a long time, people actually already know a reality-the backbone of the Gaul is really dead.

For the Gauls, they can accept that the man is old, can accept that the man gradually withdraws from the stage of history, and can accept that the man cannot move on the hospital bed.

But they couldn't accept that the other was dead.

The only thing that can be called a consolation may be that in the last battle of Louis XIV, he still won the victory, and even played the other party ruthlessly.

And then, there was anger.

Just as there will always be various unfavorable things happening in the world, and on this land, such suffering is indeed filled in every corner.

And of all hardships, betrayal alone is intolerable.

The character design created by the Duke of Blood Rose over the past ten years has collapsed today, and this influence is destined to spread to every corner of Gaul like a tsunami.

But before that, the people of Waterloo still need to face an almost crazy Duke of Blood Rose.

They will face the power of the Grand Duke as they had been the enemies of Gaul in the past.

"I don't know why, every time I meet you, you always bring me a lot of show effects."

The screen in the live broadcast room had already started to replay from the first time the Duke of Blood Rose entered the ward, so people did not hear this sentence with a slight smile.

Kosche's breathing trembled a little, he turned his head slowly, his eyes glowing red: "H-er-bo!"

"Why are you yelling so loudly?" Standing on the balcony outside the ward, Silber made a gesture of scratching his ears: "This time you and Louis XIV are in a fair duel, I didn't interfere at all, you can't say it's unfair."

Afterwards, Silber took a serious look at Kosche's complexion, and said very firmly, "Well, sure enough, it's red and warm."

Kosche stared at Silber, and after a while he suddenly let out a breath, and his emotions calmed down, as if the previous gaffe had never happened before.

"It doesn't matter, even if you don't get his blood, as long as it can kill you, then everything is worth it."

Silber smiled. He held onto the side wall and pushed it hard, pushing away the already damaged concrete so that Kosche could see the scene outside the window:

"Use me alone to exchange your foundation in Gaul for decades. To be honest, for me, this business is not very profitable for me personally."