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"Today, everyone must have known that I just got a strong general!"

Muhammad stood in the lobby. Below, a group of warriors in armor looked excited, and they all listened attentively.

"Many people know his legend. One hundred and eight battles. Every enemy is a shrewd warrior selected from our most prestigious gladiatorial arena in Turkey. There are giants who are two meters tall and look like beasts, and there are extreme There are assassins with great fighting skills, and even our most heroic warriors in Turkey, but none of these elite generals are his enemies in one unit!”

Vlad, who was at the front of the generals, looked solemnly at Muhammad, who had an excited face and roared loudly, telling Lin Jue's achievements.

This was the last few years of his life as a proton, and even though they had participated in many large battles, they had watched that one fight under the leadership of Muhammad.

Extremely powerful, yet different from their exquisite sword skills, unparalleled reaction speed and the mysterious upper limit of power, and finally the look of contempt for everything, even he who has become famous on the battlefield and carries the name of Lord Impaler can feel it. Powerful oppression!

As Muhammad's speech above ended, everyone in the entire hall stared at the door slowly opening above.

A handsome face wearing heavy knight armor, walking vigorously and with a hint of smile on his face caught the eyes of all the warriors. Everyone held their breath. That figure that was not burly brought them something they had never experienced before. Despite the pressure, that iconic smile even became a nightmare in their sleep.

None of the generals who watched Lin Jue's battle could restrain their wildly beating hearts.

Muhammad stepped forward and gave Lin Jue a big hug.

"Welcome Lin!"

Under the heart-rending roar, the entire hall was filled with cheers from the knights and soldiers.

Lin Jue smiled and endured the wave of people's gazes that were either hot, jealous or frightening.

His eyes paused slightly at the only man in the crowd who stood still and did not move.

He had a firm face, long black hair tied casually behind his back, silver-gray armor wrapped around his burly body, and his firm eyes were staring at him... It was Vlad, the Impaler.

I didn't expect to meet you here, the Grand Duke of Impaler, who is extremely famous in Europe and makes his enemies frightened, Lin Jue thought secretly in his heart.

Under Muhammad's solemn expression, Lin Jue was taken to a hall filled with food, flowers and wine. Girls wearing thin gauze or no clothes walked through the hall.

Drinking wine and eating meat, Lin Jue relieved the boring days in the arena.

If there is something that Turkey admires most in the war-torn Central European century, it is undoubtedly the legendary personal force.

In the front was the famous Vlad the Impaler, and in the back was the invincible Lin Jue in the gladiatorial arena. Both of them were the protagonists of this banquet.

"Lin? I'm curious how you have those invincible fighting skills? Why have I never heard of it before?"

Muhammad gently put aside the naked girl in his hands, and looked at Lin Jue, who was chewing the leg of lamb, with a slightly deeper look.

His words also attracted the attention of the surrounding soldiers. Most of them had watched one or even many of Lin Jue's fights. Everyone admires the extremely superb sword skills, which is different from their extremely skilled sword skills.

"Haha, it's not that difficult to defeat a group of guys who only know how to use brute force!"

Lin Jue stared at the filled wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Okay! Then if I give you an army... can you train them to be as powerful as you?"

Vlad's eyes were fixed on Lin Jue, who seemed to be a little drunk. The atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly solidified. Vlad, who was at the top of the table on the other side, looked down at the dinner on his table.

"Ha! Of course, maybe even better than I let on!"

Lin Jue raised his wine glass and toasted to Muhammad from afar, with a smile on his lips and said in a calm tone.

"OK!"

…

"kill!"

"kill!"

Vlad's sword slit the throats of one enemy after another. As a general, he took the lead and rushed into the enemy's camp. Behind him, the Sultan's army swarmed.

He has gone through countless battles, and his fighting skills on the battlefield are at their peak. He can even kill all his enemies with one blow and pierce their bodies into the ground. However, at this time, his mind He involuntarily turned to another powerful place in his camp.

His eyes were vaguely observing the men who were killing people in all directions in the crowd. The slender long sword in his hand was different from their broadswords. Pieces of sword light flashed, and all the enemies were like wheat straw in front of him. Scattered and fell like wind blowing.

Not long into the battle, the figure that penetrated deep into the middle of the enemy's army had already made the enemy generals look horrified and shouted to retreat. The Turkish soldiers who followed the figure screamed with great momentum.

Fight an entire army with one person...

Seeing the figure entering the enemy's interior, Vlad was also shocked.

Poof!

With a sharp spear, he penetrated the throat of an enemy soldier in front of him and inserted it directly into the ground. Looking at the retreating enemy soldiers, Vlad's eyes were profound... This would be his last life. A battle.

Slowly turning his head, he saw that on the ground behind him stood enemy corpses one after another, pierced by spears and hung up. They were all enemies he had killed one by one.

However, he who should have received the honor only received a small amount of cheers at this moment, and most people's attention was focused on the man standing among the corpses on the other side.

Boom...boom...

The armored horses drove the chariots and galloped towards them.

Muhammad slowly drew out the long sword from his waist and threw it directly towards Lin Jue's figure.

Taking it from above easily and accurately, Lin Jue slowly pointed the King's Sword, which symbolized honor, at the sky.

In an instant, shouts and shouts resounded all around. At this moment, all the soldiers on the battlefield showed enthusiasm. They seemed to have seen the birth of a new king of war.

…

Vlad walked into Muhammad's palace with vigorous steps. At this moment, his heart felt more relaxed than ever before. Because of Lin Jue's arrival, the little Sultan who had just won a great victory decided to let him leave early!

A figure slowly passed him.

"Vlad, good luck to you!"

The slightly plain words rang in his ears. Vlad's expression was slightly shocked, and he looked at the man with a mysterious smile on his face in astonishment. He nodded solemnly. This time, he was able to return home early, and Lin Jue also To their great credit, the two became familiar with each other after experiencing several large-scale battles.

After understanding Vlad's eagerness to return home, at this moment, Lin Jue, who was famous in Central Europe, directly proposed to Muhammad that Vlad return home with honor.

The little Sultan, who had just won a great victory, was also officially crowned as the King of Turkey. He was so happy that he directly agreed to the request of being hailed as the strongest man in history.

This was a very fortunate thing in Vlad's eyes... It would have taken about two to three years, but Lin Jue shortened it significantly.

And Lin Jue thought so too.

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