Realm of Power

Shan Wu sincerely thanks Leng Hai Duxing. Yu Na voted, and those who made a wish voted.

"Don't be afraid! We still have Fort Dechio!" Someone on the top of the city underestimated the words, which made the city wall guards who were looking sad just now breathe a sigh of relief, and there was a burst of um-huh discussions on the city wall.

"Yes, we still have the solid Fort Dechios. As long as Fort Dechios is still there, we will be safe!" Many city guards shouted loudly. People always like to have a little luck. Even the noble leader is unwilling to make these soldiers give up the castle they are guarding with just a few words. Deserting was a serious crime in the Myrian Code. If you escape without a fight, you will be beheaded in public if you are captured.

This was also the case in the Battle of Jalbo. Even though Appleton knew that he was helpless, the remaining soldiers under his command still had to withstand Samor's powerful crossbows. Launch a group-style desperate charge.

"It's up to you!" Tatuk looked at the soldiers whispering on the city wall and knew that he could not persuade these people to leave this place. A place of death. Shaking his head regretfully, "Everyone, I have to leave. I hope I can see you all when I come next time!"

After Tatuk finished speaking, he walked down the city road, took the reins of the horse from the servant, and rode out of the city gate of Winskburg. There were still blood stains on the drawbridge. Fernald's fat body was being beaten by several people. The soldiers struggled to carry the flatbed carriage and saw Tatuk galloping from a distance. Several soldiers saluted respectfully.

"His Royal Highness Tatuk! Why don't we stay here!" Running across the suspension bridge and stepping onto the Winkos Plain, the walls of Winkosberg gradually disappeared. The servant following Tatuk carefully asked the master in front of him, "Here The lord has just died, and His Highness has gained the trust of the soldiers. This is an excellent opportunity for us to seize the territorial rights. Why should we go to the north to seek help? Your Highness, have you not been looking for a suitable lord to help you restore your country? Well, why give up such an excellent opportunity!”

"Wintons. You don't understand." Tatuk turned around, his eyes clear and bright, shining with a sacred and noble light, "I once thought this was an excellent opportunity, but I was wrong! Originally, I wanted to persuade Fernald to secretly help me restore the country. , but when I saw those Vekian cavalry just now, I suddenly figured out that there is nothing I need here."

"What does Your Highness need?" the young servant Wintons asked curiously.

"I forgot that this is the south of the kingdom. The south does not produce war horses!" Tatuk smiled helplessly. "That despicable Haraus has six knights. How can I expect to rely on the cowardly southern infantry?" Are you going to fight against that despicable villain's cavalry? Don't forget, thirty years ago, this despicable little leftist relied on the 20,000 cavalry supported by the northern lords to defeat the 100,000-strong army of the southern lords who supported his father. It seems that he understands this The truth was earlier than us, so we lost!”

"But most of the northern lords are supporters of Haraus, and it will be difficult to persuade them!" Wintons said with an ugly face.

"Haha! That was before!" Taranke said in an indifferent voice.

"Now Haraus is old. He is no longer the talented and ambitious continental overlord thirty years ago. At that time, he was keen-eyed and ambitious. He took advantage of the civil strife in Kyoto and traveled to the north of the kingdom. He gathered the scattered northern lords. Get up, otherwise it won't be his turn, a lowly foreign prince, to sit on the throne of the king!

Harraus is now like an old dog lying next to a campfire. He no longer has any extra energy to unify the forces of the north and the south. He only focuses on the false name of the so-called continental hegemon. The Corridor Battle is just a mixed bag;

Later, the Sixth Knights were mobilized to attack Samour, the overlord of Wikiia. This undoubtedly put the southern part of Yin Erdian into the danger of fighting on two fronts at the same time. Even if the raccoon dog was finally able to stabilize, the southern power of the entire kingdom would be greatly damaged, and the north would be strong and the south would be weak. , those northern supporters of Haraus will no longer be satisfied with the current state of only three major lords, and there will inevitably be chaos within the kingdom. That is the best time for me to rise up! "

"I am an orthodox descendant of the Yin'erdian royal family. As long as I pay enough, these northern lords who are dissatisfied with the status quo will inevitably abandon Harraus and support me!" Tutak's voice paused. Suddenly he said excitedly, "At that time, I can return to Kyoto Parahan with the support of the northern lords. I will use the blood of the old dog to wash away the shame my father suffered thirty years ago! "I want to get my father back. What I deserve is mine! mine! "Tutak's face turned red with excitement, and he clenched his fingers. Looking at Tutak's appearance, the servant Wintons' face darkened, and he stared at the sky in the distance, which seemed to bring back memories of the past. "If the old master knew that His Highness was like this, You are capable, I believe you will be very pleased! "

In the bright and dazzling main hall of Palasz Academy, golden eyes shone from the sixteen holes in the roof of the hall, forming circular pillars of light. Sixteen-year-old Wintons knelt in front of the base of the hall with a pious expression. A long sword inlaid with red gems gently Putting it on his shoulder, a soft and steady voice said, "As a knight! You must be fearless in the face of powerful enemies: be bold, loyal, and honest. Ting Geng said directly, would rather die than lie: protect the weak starting today, You are my Tatukit's knight

On the bloody Parahan night, knights were everywhere stepping into the military camp like an iron stream. The sky was lit with fiery red flames. The shouts of the warriors were mixed with the neighing of the knights' horses. The soldiers were running around in confusion, and the military flags were flying. Torn to pieces by heavy horse hooves.

Corpses and blood stained everything in sight red

When the wounded Wintons rushed into the military tent with a silver bow in his hand amid the fierce shouts of the battle. The heroic prince Zhao Jing leaned against the pillar of the tent with his bloodstained body. The knight's sword inlaid with rubies in his hand broke into several pieces. A knight's heavy sword inlaid with the royal emblem nailed him to the wooden pillar. Blood flowed down from the wound on his chest. The grass in front of him was dyed red.

"Wintons." Tutak's call brought Wintons back to his mind from his memories. Tutak knew that the old servant was thinking about the past again, and patted his shoulder comfortingly. "You are the most loyal follower of our Tuta family. As long as I become king, you will be my kingdom marshal! The Wintons family must also be the first duke family in the kingdom!"

"Your Highness's kindness, I will definitely remember it!" Wintons' wrinkled face bloomed with an ugly smile. In order to avoid the kingdom's wanted list. Wintons used the special secret medicine of the northern Kugit witch doctor. The face of Wintons, who was less than fifty years old, looked as old as an eighty-year-old man.

Since it was based on riding and slashing, there were naturally many restorers who liked to run around everywhere!