Movie World I Am A King

"Hahahaha... what is this little boy talking about??"

"Is he a court jester in Brittany... Hahaha..."

"He actually said, he actually said that we are invited to die... Is he here to make a joke?"

"Hahahaha... No, let me rest for a while... My stomach hurts from laughing!-"

In an instant——the French army laughed loudly, and countless soldiers were laughing loudly...

In their view, Zhou Ye's words were so ridiculous. Standing in front of his tens of thousands of troops by himself, he said to let them die once... Is this guy trying to laugh at them to death, so that he can win without a fight? ?

However, only the commander Charles standing in front of the formation and the Earl of Lorraine in the center of the formation did not laugh...

Those ignorant mud legs don't understand, so how could they not know?

The sound can still be transmitted here clearly across such a long distance, such a weird thing... To say that the other party is a clown, that's a bit too high for a clown...

At this moment——Charles suddenly realized that the sky had become dark...he raised his head in surprise, and looked towards the sky——

I saw - the entire sky, at some point, was already covered with thick dark clouds, the clouds were extremely low, as if they were just above a person's head, and in the dark clouds, with a flash of light, a A bolt of lightning pierced the sky, followed by a heart-pounding muffled thunder that resounded through the earth, shaking people's hearts tight...

"What... what's going on here??" Charles really didn't want to associate this weird celestial phenomenon with the boy standing in front of the formation, but—the boy opposite just said that he wanted to let everyone die once , such a weird scene appeared in the sky, how could he not connect the two together?

"Kill that guy, kill him quickly...he's a wizard..."

Charles suddenly seemed to realize something, he yelled frantically.

His yell woke up all the dull soldiers, and those French soldiers didn't care about the formation at this moment... They rushed towards Zhou Ye in a swarm, shouting while rushing: "Kill him...kill this Wizard... kill him quickly..."

And on the walls of the castle—those who had never seen Zhou Ye's revealing abilities were stunned...

The ecstatic John V, the sluggish Duchess, and Beatrice, who couldn't close her mouth... Everyone couldn't believe their eyes, the power of nature was so great that it was difficult for them to Believe...

And on the battlefield, Zhou Ye faced the French army that was sweeping towards him like a black tide... He glanced at those soldiers helplessly.

"Originally——you can live a little longer...Although, to you, that little extra life is just the last moment of your life... But, it's better to live than to die, and to live a little longer is a little while ...I really don't know how to live or die..."

As Zhou Ye's words fell, golden hexagram magic circles appeared out of thin air one meter behind him... The golden hexagram magic circle with a diameter of one meter spread rapidly towards his left and right as if they could replicate themselves. , Didn't stop until it was level with the entire French army's line of soldiers...

Those French troops charging ahead were frightened by the scene in front of them, and they desperately wanted to stop their steps...

However, how could the charging tide like a sea wave just stop...

They were involuntarily pushed forward by the colleagues behind them... they couldn't stop...

It wasn't until they were pushed to the point where they were only fifty meters away from Zhou Ye—that they gradually stopped—

It's not that they are strong enough to fight against the many soldiers behind them, but the soldiers behind them have also discovered the weird magic wall behind Zhou Ye...

"Although, I think it's a bit too low to slaughter you, but——I can't help it, who told you that you are my bargaining chip?" Zhou Ye smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and snapped his fingers lightly..."Fake · Wang Zhi Treasure."

There was a bang.

This crisp and loud voice instantly spread throughout the battlefield...

At this moment, everyone witnessed a miraculous scene...

I saw—the magic circle wall that appeared behind Zhou Ye, and with his snapping fingers, golden beams of light spewed out towards the French army formation—like golden light cannons. It cut through the air in an instant and directly penetrated their fragile bodies...

No matter whether you are wearing rough linen clothes or chain armor, whether you are holding a simple spear or a sophisticated knight's sword, in front of these beams of light, you will be instantly evaporated without discrimination...

Seen from the sky, the army formation composed of more than 20,000 French troops is like black ground at this time, and the sledge made of golden beams of light has plowed out bloodstains... However, those French troops who were directly evaporated by the beams of light The soldiers are not the worst, the worst are the guys who passed by the beam of light...

"My arm...my arm..."

"My legs... Has anyone seen my legs..."

"Almighty Lord, have mercy on your lamb..."

A sound of wailing made the entire battlefield look like hell... Charles and the Earl of Lorraine, who were lucky enough to survive, looked at the hell-like scene in front of them in disbelief, and both of them pinched themselves hard at the same time, thinking To see if I am in a dream...

However, the pain from their bodies clearly told them that all of this is real—not an illusory dream... At this moment, both of them shouted in unison: "Surrender—we surrender... "

"I want to surrender...I want to..."

The entire French army seemed to be shocked by the order of their own commander - there was silence for a moment, but after a while, they shouted loudly, "Surrender... we surrender..."

"My lord...we surrender..."

"I'm going home...Mom..."

"Surrender...we are willing to surrender..."

There were even quite a few French soldiers kneeling on the ground, holding their weapons high with both hands... Shouting the word "Surrender"...

However—will Zhou Ye accept their surrender? Is it useful for him to have these French prisoners? Take it as a slave? To feed them... as servants? Also be on guard against stabbing them in the back...

Therefore - Zhou Ye doesn't need slaves, let alone accept surrender...

For Zhou Ye, although European and American beauties account for a large proportion of his harem, but—ahem, it doesn't mean that he also likes European and American men... To him, these guys are more dead than dead. Live well, how do you say something?

The best enemy is a dead enemy.

Our Lady?

nonexistent……

kindness?

nothing...

"Let Lin Dong record the last fragments of your lives..." Zhou Ye pulled out an almost evil smile from the corner of his mouth.

Following his words, taking his position as the dividing line——

Behind him, the autumn sun is shining brightly, and it is sunny...

And in front of him, above the heads of those French soldiers—in the sky, dark clouds overwhelmed with lightning and thunder—countless hail and snowflakes fell on their heads like falling rocks...

PS: The first chapter has been updated... The character in the picture is Beatrice.