Hail the King

One thousand and sixty-three, the spirit of fighting on Wusheng Mountain

"Tonight may be the last night that the Imperial Knights' Palace exists in this world, and the last moment has finally arrived." Akinfeev's voice was as calm as eternal ice: "Tell me, can you Ever felt scared?

"We have nothing to fear, and we are willing to be with the empire" the top ten ruling knights promised

Among them, some may have been involved in the battle for the throne of several princes, and they have also taken over the grievances with the imperial guardian of the country. They have played disgraceful roles in the legendary history of King Chambord Alexander, and some of them were the last ruling knights. Those who were recently selected and replaced after dying on the battlefield, especially the [Silver Moon Knight] Piasson who is currently ranked tenth, was replaced after the former [Sun Golden Knight] entered Wusheng Mountain. Under the age of eight, he is a rare teenage genius, the smallest novel Baidu search "novel"

However, no matter what their characters are or how old they are, when faced with a national crisis and facing foreign enemies, they have shown a truly fearless demeanor that belongs to the northern Zenit giant bears, without showing the slightest backing down.

A true warrior, the courage shown in the face of death, has nothing to do with character

"Okay, then go out and gather your followers, and I will give you three minutes to arrange all your personal affairs and get everything ready." Akinfeev suddenly stood up from the stone seat: "Tonight, let us stand together side by side." War, shed the last drop of blood for the empire" The smallest novel Baidu search "novel"

"Yes" the top ten knights stood up, holding their long blood-red cloaks, and walked towards their respective knight towers, hurry up and prepare

"[Silver Moon Knight], you stay." Akinfeev suddenly thought of something

Piazon, the youngest, turns back with a puzzled look on his face

The Grand Knight Commander looked at this heroic young knight, and for a moment, he seemed to see his own shadow more than fifty years ago. At that time, he was as young and fearless as he was, and he followed Emperor Yassin every day. Zhan must charge at the forefront, for ideals, glory, and to prove his courage and strength, he can face any enemy... The passage of time has changed everything

"come here\

,"Akinfeev waved his hand, called [Silver Moon Knight] Piasson in front of him, took out a sealed magic scroll from the storage ring, handed it to the young knight, and said solemnly: "You Don't go to fight, change into ordinary civilian clothes, take this scroll, escape, and hand him over to King Chambord Alexander"

"My lord, this is..." The young Piazon was full of doubts

"You will know young people in the future. Remember, this scroll is related to whether the future empire can be reborn from the ashes. It is more important than your life. No matter what method you use, you must hand this scroll to the In the hands of His Majesty Alexander, the Protector of the Empire, nothing can go wrong." Akinfeev's tone was unprecedentedly dignified.

"My lord, I..." Piasson was a little taken aback

Young and energetic, he wants to hold the long sword and fight the Barcelona people side by side with his companions, instead of running away like a coward

"This is the ruling knight who ordered you to be young and Jin, so the people of Barcelona must not understand you. I want you to pretend to be a commoner, a beggar, a child, a fool... anyway, no matter what method you use, even at critical moments, Regardless of whether you choose to endure humiliation and surrender, you must personally hand over this scroll to the Imperial Protector Martial Saint. After completing this task, you will become the greatest hero in the history of the Empire."

"Yes, my lord." The young [Silver Moon Knight] finally nodded, took the scroll, and carefully put it away

"And these two things, you take them too." Akinfeev thought for a while,

He took out a silver scroll and a golden scroll from his bosom, and explained: "The silver scroll is a prison of light that can imprison the powerful below the demigod level, and the power of His Majesty Yassin's full blow is sealed in the silver scroll." , at a critical moment, it can come in handy, hurry up"

"My lord, you... take care"

Piasson did not refuse, took the scroll, knelt down on one knee, saluted deeply, then turned and walked out of the hall

Akinfeev watched [Silver Moon Knight] walk out of the hall, exhaled lightly, and relaxed a lot, with a smile of relief on his face

Son, you are still young, with a talent comparable to that of the third prince Alexander, it is not worth dying in such an irreversible battle, and you will go to the third prince with your majesty's secret decree to pass on the throne

If you get the support of the third prince, you will become another martial arts star of the empire in the not-too-distant future. The future of the empire will depend on you young people to decide, and us old guys, it’s finally time to end the curtain

Soon, the other nine Judgment Knights returned with their respective knight retinues

Didn't see [Silver Moon Knight], although they felt strange, they didn't say anything

"Go, let's fight our last battle"

Grand Knight Commander Akinfeev of the Palace of Knights, who was later called the most loyal minions and hounds of Emperor Yassin, slowly walked down from the stone seat, dragging his blood-red cloak on the smooth ground, bringing With his subordinates, he embarked on his own last battle

...

In the center of the imperial capital, the towering Wusheng Mountain

At the first moment when the [Guardian of Mother Earth] magic circle shattered, the former [Sun Golden Knight] Chris Sutton, who was sitting cross-legged on the cliff and practicing, sighed softly and opened his eyes.

"Has this day come yet?"

He got up slowly, and saw the irreparable No. 1 magic tower in the center of the imperial capital that had begun to collapse in the distance, with a sad look on his face

After a while, fifty or sixty figures with strong aura appeared behind him immediately

They are all disciples of Wusheng Mountain, disciples of Wusheng Krasic of the former empire

"My lord, what should we do now?" A Wusheng Mountain disciple asked

'War' Chris Sutton's Answer, Just One Word

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand and clawed in the void, and a knight spear made of black gold appeared in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the wolf beast on the mount not far away broke free from the chain and came to him, deep pink tongue, rubbing his head affectionately against his body

"Old man, today, for the last time, give me another helping hand." Sutton looked at the four walls in the distance soaring to the sky, and then looked down at this alien wolf that grew up with him since he was a child, like a brother. Beast, reached out and stroked its forehead, I don't know what it feels like

"Send someone to take care of His Royal Highness Lu Fei's mother. If you can escort her, you must send your wife to leave the imperial capital and go to Chambord City." Sutton suddenly thought of this matter, and said to the disciples of Wusheng Mountain behind him

"No need." A calm and gentle female voice came out from the shadow of the whirling tree in the distance. It was the wife of the former imperial swordsman genius [One Sword]

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