I Will Be The Crowned King

Clouds of lead covered the ground, and cold rain fell on the ground.

Until the dawn of the day, the war-torn Chanugang Port could not wait for the dawn of the day. The rain mixed with dust recklessly ridiculed the attacking and defending sides who were killing each other, blowing their mood.

The loser becomes more and more desperate, and the winner has no joy.

But no matter what, the days of gunpowder and war were finally extinguished under this shower of rain, and the originally tattered mud pits and trenches turned into a swamp, soaked in hundreds of shells, and also soaked in each other's dead bodies.

When the reinforcements led by Carl Bain and Norton Crosell arrived, they found that the only tasks left to them were cleaning the rain-soaked swampy battlefield and managing two or three times their number of prisoners of war. We waited silently for the arrival of the follow-up main force and the jihadist fleet.

It was obvious that they rushed over to save the talents, but they were finally arranged to clean up the garbage. The mood of the soldiers of the infantry regiment can be imagined, but they had to bite the bullet and accept it—their supplies were also consumed very little. Moreover, the physical strength after the long-distance attack could not support them to turn back and compete for the feat of killing Borre Lewent.

"...7,822 captured soldiers, including 3,188 with minor injuries, 421 with serious injuries, 123 officers, and 53 with higher status, There were sixty-seven talents; four hundred and eighteen horses and warhorses were captured, ten three-pounders, five eight-pounders, five six-pounders, and carriages…”

Standing under the temporary canopy, the clerk held the hastily prepared register and quickly reported the results of the battle that had just been handed in. His steady tone exuded a certain depressing and heavy magic power, destroying the prisoners present over and over again. their hearts.

Listening to the words that made the people present, Pavel Duksky's expression was extremely numb, his bloodshot eyes even observed sitting in front of him, claiming to be "Anson Bach", who was taken by the Holy See. And the verdict that the Knights are listed as "must catch" suspects.

He looked less than thirty years old, he should have been younger, without a beard, wearing a neat and slim red and black military uniform and gray military coat, smoking a nanmu pipe like a middle-aged forty-year-old, as skilled as a clerk He drafted an extremely fair agreement on a white paper, listened to his subordinates' reports like a real commander, and faced dozens of free hands and feet like a powerful talent, and he could rush up to him at any time. Surrounded by knight captives.

All kinds of images were mixed together to form the figure in front of him—only 12,000 people defeated, even annihilated 20,000 holy war troops, and even suspected that they killed the Clovis of the Knights of Judgment.

After another minute, the little secretary's report that made everyone present finally stopped, and An Sen, who was smoking a pipe, stopped writing at the same time, and pushed the agreement in front of him with one hand: "Okay, as long as you sign this agreement, you You and your subordinates are free, Acting Legion Commander His Excellency Pavel Dukaski."

Taking the agreement with slender and white hands, Pavel glanced at the neatly handwritten parchment with a good smell of ink, and the various "reasonable" requirements on it: the Boley Crusaders must not continue to hostile to the Free Confederacy, Dozens of imperial giants headed by the Dukasky family have to pay ransoms in line with their status to the Confederacy, and acquiesce to some Confederate intelligence officers to withdraw from Sail City as jihadist soldiers, and to protect them...

If they don't agree or go back, then the Free Confederation has the right to expose the truth that they framed the Levant family, betrayed themselves and cooperated with the enemy, and it is the kind of people who get stolen goods and evidence.

An Sen only wanted to make it clear that this was robbery, and he didn't bother to pretend, so he didn't hide it at all.

But Pavel, who glanced at it casually, didn't care too much. He put the agreement on the table, calmly took the pen to sign, and wrote his name on the agreement.

"Dear Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach, I have a small question that I would like to ask you."

Silently putting down the pen he signed, Pavel pointed to the agreement on the table: "I don't know what you think, but judging from the content of this document, you seem to be very confident in defeating the Mujahideen. "

"Yes, I do not deny your brilliant victory this time, and I admire your decisiveness in Sail City, Black Reef Harbor and Grey Pigeon Fort... But all the brilliance and decisiveness cannot hide the huge gap between us. "

"So I'm really curious, where did your almost blind confidence come from?"

"confidence?"

Anson let out a breath of smoke and looked up at Pavel: "Is this the only thing you want to know?"

"That's right." Pavel nodded slightly, his expression didn't look like he was joking at all: "It's me... No, it should be someone who faces the same situation as you, and should have been desperate a long time ago, but after you In my eyes, it seems that everything is planned and within control... I am so curious."

"Of course, this is just a little bit of my personal problem. If you don't want to say anything, it's fine. I will still do the agreement that should be performed. Please don't take my words as a condition."

Pavel's tone was very sincere, and his suave expression was even more like a knight than the former Louis. From head to toe, Alexei exuded an aristocratic atmosphere that had never been seen in Alexei, which was cultivated by good education and the environment.

But An Sen's expression became serious, and he unconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly.

The other party seemed to just want to ask casually, but in fact he was questioning his trump card, and he wanted to really understand the Free Confederation, or what was the barrier between the Storm Legion and the Holy See.

And a prisoner who has even clearly betrayed his own people suddenly wants to ask this, it is definitely not because of the so-called "curiosity", it may only be a more real reason: he wants to rebel!

If it was an ordinary person, Anson might not care, but the other party was the heir to the Dukasky family, and it even included a bunch of big and small, dozens of giants in the southern part of the empire.

Previously, they were the backbone of the Holy War support of the emperor and the Holy See, especially the Levant family. Now the southern giants will collectively abandon the Levant rebellion. If successful, the anti-war and main war forces in the empire will be completely reversed. There is the possibility of completely emptying the Holy See and the imperial family!

Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that the other party is a false shot... Therefore, An Sen must be cautious, even if it is true, he must also consider how much he should disclose based on the psychological tolerance level of the other party.

But in Pavel's eyes, the situation was the complete opposite.

Originally, he wanted to use this to test the other party's details, and then judge whether the other party has the value of continuing to cooperate; but the other party always kept silent, and there seemed to be a bit of disdain in his eyes, and he had no interest in his "sincerity".

This made Pavel feel terrified: Although the Dukaski family is not a wealthy family like the Seven Great Knights, it is also quite influential in the southern part of the empire and the royal family. As the actual ruler of the Free Confederation, it is impossible for him to know this. .

In this case, the other party's disdain can only be interpreted as having a higher-level force already on his side. Could it be that... the rumors about Edlane, Clovis, and Hantu are true?

It is possible, very likely!

In this way, things became clear: what seemed to be a world war between the old and the new, was actually a struggle between the empire and the Holy See and most of the ordered world, whether the colonies or the Clovis Rebellion, but they were pushed to the front by those people. representative.

As for himself, who has betrayed the Levant family, it means that he has cut himself off from the Holy See and the royal camp, but now he is pretending to test the other party, but in the eyes of others, he is simply a typical example of arrogance and actively seeking death...

The more Pavel thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his calm attitude was gradually unsustainable, so that Anson did not activate the "power" at all, and he also noticed something strange in him:

"Your Excellency Pavel, are you okay?"

"Ah...ah! I, I'm fine, fine!" Pavel, who was greeted by the humiliation, woke up, with a somewhat flattering expression on his face: "Please, what's the matter?!"

What's up? An Sen was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "You weren't curious just now, why do we..."

"Ah... ah, that matter, I just said it casually, I don't really want to know!"

Pavel hurriedly waved his hands, and even showed a somewhat pleasing look on his face: "I'm really sorry for making you worry too much, don't worry, I've figured it out myself!"

"Uh..." An Sen raised his eyebrows: "Have you figured it out?"

"I really figured it out!"

Pavel nodded solemnly, he stood up slowly, glanced at the prisoners behind him with a very vigilant expression, cautiously approached Anson, and tried his best to lower his voice:

"Please don't worry too much. As long as Alexei is still here for a day, the Dukasky family will always be the most staunch supporter of the Free Confederation's independence, no one!"

Anson Bach: "...?"

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In the mud pit-like position, the prisoners of the Mujahideen Army who surrendered their weapons are being assembled and sent to the port of capture slaves to be held and guarded in batches.

It is said that they are imprisoned, but in fact there are neither prisoners who are responsible for watching over them, nor a prison that can accommodate so many people; it is still the officers of the jihadist army who take care of the soldiers of the jihadist army, and they are concentrated in the port of slavery, just because The number of people is too large, so it is convenient to manage, plus supplies are provided.

And the soldiers of the Mujahideen Army are also very clear about this. Holding the freshly boiled potatoes and the salted fish shared by two people, they have been very hungry, and they are very cooperative. The affected holy warriors will be disciplined by their own people at the first time - ranging from disability to death in severe cases.

Those who slept in the rough for a few days and shot their own people with their own hands, as long as they could get food and promise to live, they didn't care about killing a few more of their own people.

After placing these people in the town, Alexei didn't stay long in Slave Port. He ran to the seaside alone, looked at the sea horizon in the distance, and smoked a cigarette quietly.

"Why don't you go back to the front?"

"what?"

A familiar voice came from behind him. Alexei subconsciously took out a cigarette case from his arms and handed it over, but Norton stopped him and snatched the cigarette **** from the corner of his mouth and threw it directly into the sea.

"Hey, what are you doing..."

"answer my question!"

Norton stared blankly at the furious Alexei, without blinking his eyes: "Dangtang was the greatest hero in the Battle of Slave Harbor, captured thousands of prisoners of the Mujahideen Army, but ran to this place by himself... What do you want to do? ?"

"The hero, hum..." Alexey laughed at himself: "Are you talking about the hero who was deceived by his own people, or the hero who was deceived by your truth?"

"But you blocked the tens of thousands of holy war troops, and the position was not defeated!"

Looking at his friend, Norton said word by word, "This is something we couldn't do in Straw Town, and you did it."

"That's because at that time you were facing two corps of Thunderbolts, but I was fighting sparsely, with no baggage and equipment, and the shells were all stone-broken soldiers!" Alexei emphasized:

"Don't say me, this battle will make no difference if it is replaced by any infantry regiment of the Storm Legion! I'm just very lucky, and I fell into your hands by mistake!"

"The most important thing is that I don't want to see that person again... Both!"

The disgruntled Alexei had an expression of indescribable disgust on his face.

Norton laughed blankly... Although he didn't know what happened, the people who have cooperated with the truth group usually seem to have a good impression of this organization - even if the interests of both sides are completely the same.

It is obvious that every time he finds a party of interest, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com is always trying his best to ensure that the other party can finally make a profit. Why can't they get along well and leave a good impression on the other party?

Norton doesn't understand, but if he can start again, he will definitely try to replace Alexei... Although there is no if in this world.

"What's more, even if it is the hero of the Battle of Slave Harbor, the biggest credit must be the killing and capture of Boley Levent." Alexey turned the conversation and glanced at it like envy Norton: "In order to come to support you, you must be unwilling to give up your military exploits to Leo?"

"how come!"

Norton laughed dumbly, and shook his head indifferently: "Even if I stayed in the situation at the time, it would just continue to work in vain."

"Do you really think so?"

"of course it's true."

Nodding his head ceremoniously, Norton said in a betting tone: "Believe it or not, even if the incident at Slave Harbor is over, Leo and the others will not be able to capture or kill Borrey Levant."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly realized something, and he suddenly became alert: "Wait! Have you received any news?"

Alexey didn't answer his question, but the corners of his mouth began to rise uncontrollably, and at the same time, his right hand slowly raised, pointing behind Norton.

Unbelievable Norton looked back and saw that the Chief of General Staff was hurriedly walking towards this side, shouting, "You two, what are you still doing there?!"

"Leo's 4th Infantry Regiment successfully blocked the enemy, and Borre Lewent has been shot dead!"

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