I'm such an old god, so sorry

The Oliros Army, occupying Avon Town, had the only stronghold in the battle. Originally, the coalition had to rely on this to tilt its forces to put pressure on the enemy. Oliros did this and the coalition was immediately confused.

Because a part of the coalition forces have passed from Avon Town, Oliros’ temporary jump cut off their back path, and the most important part of the diagonal attack tactics turned back, causing the Royal Capital defenders to seize the opportunity to eat the coalition forces. A section of the right-wing vanguard.

"Oliose rebellion? What did he do?!"

When Paris sent people to pass the message to the throne who was fighting, the throne was full of fierce and strong sword prints of [Gang]. Cang Lei Sword Sage had already killed one Sword Sage and took another The Juggernaut stepped on his feet and pointed at the opponent with a sharp blade.

This kind of arrogant record was naturally not made by the throne casually. He is really strong enough to be unparalleled among several sword saint groups, so he doesn't have to rack his brains.

In order to create a one-on-one environment for him, two of the five self-discipline constructs have been broken.

Oliose's betrayal irritated the throne, and after the anger was doubts.It is understandable for the Juggernauts to take refuge in the ancient nobles, but you, Oliros, are you avenging revenge like this?Can those blue-blooded people make promises to you regardless of your origin?

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he even doubted his personal charm.

However, he temporarily suspended the battle with the enemy Swordmaster, letting go of the exhausted Swordmaster like Oki.

After all, the battle has been going on for two hours since the battle in the morning. The two-hour battle in Ainfal is already very long. It is not the real cold weapon era. After opening the situation, the professional is the most Good killing machine.

Coupled with the immediate betrayal of the Oliros Legion, the king had to order a temporary retreat and wait for the second round of confrontation.The defenders of the royal capital finally breathed a sigh of relief from the tremendous pressure.

After the offensive contracted, the chaos caused by Oliros was quickly subdued, and announcements such as "Our army is defeated" would not cause a chain reaction to rout. There is no enemy on Ainfal now. The quality of the army is so low that it can quickly clarify the rumors that the existence of magic tricks.

"I want to use Oliros' skull as a bowl."

In the command center, the king seat said in a calm tone.

He waved his hand, interrupting what Paris and others wanted to say:

"I understand the situation. No matter what reason Oliros defected, the top priority is to solve the current predicament..."

"Ahem... Lord, Oliros actually made a name for himself, and the reason for his betrayal... but we don't understand it."

Junza took a look at the report, and Oliose only had to express his reason in one sentence:

[There is no second chance to feel the ultimate greatness and vastness. Even if you obtain all the power and wealth in the mortal world, you cannot have such a chance to contact the greatness]

Oli Rose, when have you become like a fanatical ancient nobleman!

The throne rubbed the report into a ball. Although he knew that Oliros had a tendency to worship the blue, he always thought that the latter, like those princes, was just a good dragon.

After a cough, the Lord decided to expose the matter.

The blood-stained armguard knocked on the table, and it showed a simulated map of the battlefield with a projection spell.

"...You should want to hit a side attack, right? Then the tactics will remain the same and continue to pour troops. Oleros's defection is just a short measure. Our troops are still superior, but I myself don’t wait to exhaust the enemy’s legends...I will directly attack the enemy’s rear, and the three structures left behind will be used to drag the enemy. You can drag as much as possible... ...It's really impossible to let them go back and chase me."

"Prince..."

Hearing the throne’s sigh, the generals in the meeting felt very uncomfortable, but they have been fighting with the throne until now, they all firmly believe that the throne will win the final victory, and the current situation cannot be said to be bad or not. ?Tarzod?He has several divisions.

The current coalition generals still don't know about the ancient nobles, and their confidence is inflated.

"You will be king."

Carlo Lidi first said sternly, and then other generals also expressed their opinions, except for Paris, who has been expressionless.

Junzuo also hammered his chest in response. After a brief rest, Junzuo waited until his state was restored to its peak and stepped onto the battlefield again.

Upon seeing this, the defenders of the royal capital immediately dispatched a team of Juggernauts, and they could only passively confront them, which was more advantageous than the consumption of the throne.

However, this time Junzuo ignored them, but the horse went around from the other side, leaving three self-discipline constructs and a small batch of lyrebird swordsmen as a delay.

"He really went..."

Looking at the back of the king's seat, Ozi did not stop him, but sighed slightly, with a little pity in his eyes:

"I hope he is still alive next time I meet, Zero, it's a pity..."

Chapter Fifty Brothers, Friends and Sisters

Naturally, Obi’s whispers were not heard by the lord. He ran towards the rear of the royal guard with all his heart, paying attention to the movement behind him, and he was relieved after confirming that Obi and others had no idea of ​​blocking. , And at the same time more sure of a certain guess.

The ancient nobles... those blue blood must sit behind the town.

Ah, arrogant ancient nobles, is I Cangling a clown in your eyes?Don't even give me the qualification to face it upright...Well, Su Duo's throne will personally pick it up!

The king throne gallops happily, and the snow-white war horse mixed with the elven warhorse blood is spurred by the king throne, and by the way, with some magical stimulation, it turns into galloping white lightning across the front line of the battlefield.

For some reason, the throne appears to be lacking in confidence when facing the legendary "ancient nobles", probably because he knows that the other party is the orthodox Su Duo, and the position of the throne established by the prince and even the prince is just a usurper.

The king is eager to win a battle against the blue blood to prove his worthy ability to be the king.

And at the rear of the Royal Capital’s defenders, another big gathering place that was different from the front command was in a suburban manor not far from the king.

"He actually came like this."

Xiude looked at the picture projected by the light curtain in front of him, smacked his tongue, and said to Harendell who was serving the left and right.

The latter smiled slightly: "The subordinate simply established a thinking model of the Su Duo seat. There is an 89% chance that he will come alone in this situation. I hope that he can help you."

"Very helpful, Harendell...you are also unspeakable. I will say a few words to the Lord."

The words of Xiude make the leader of the Ring of God feel energetic, who can figure out the thoughts of Xiude and make arrangements and arrangements in advance. This is called thinking of the emperor... ahem, please ignore the above in the court... Loyalty is what the Father God thinks, what the Father God is anxious about, and what makes Xiu's moral comfort.

Harendell lowered his head thoughtfully, presumably to figure out the routine.

Whether it is to end the war in Su Duo as soon as possible or to satisfy Cangxia's wish, directly defeating the throne is the best choice.

Cang Xia shook his legs when he heard the words, picked up the scabbard and walked to the window, as if expecting a figure in the distance.

The Throne did not let her wait too much. The Throne who rushed with all his strength was like his title of Sword Saint, as unstoppable as thunder. The defenders of the King Capital who did not have eyesight blocked in front of the Throne, and were drawn by the thunder. Wanton slaughter, arrived at the manor a moment later.

Don't worry that the throne can't find a suitable place, this manor is not covered by an enchantment, the high-level professional aura of the ring of God is unreservedly released, and the throne can easily find the target.

"Waiting for me..."

Junzuo took a deep breath, holding a sharp blade, and slowed down as he approached the manor.

He doesn't know how many enemies there are and how strong they are. The king is proud but not stupid. He naturally knows the strength of the people of the starry sky. If there are only two or three apostles, he will be able to overcome them. There is nothing that can be done.

But the throne is still here, not only is the hope of winning, but also his pride drives him to be unable to make any escape behavior, he would rather accept defeat!

Standing up straight, the king seat got off his horse and pushed open the door of the manor house.

Then he saw the ring of gods, the people of the starry sky, who had imagined for a long time.

There is also Cang Xia who hugs each other in an ambiguous posture, Xiu De.