Law of the Devil

(second today ~)

Chapter 156 [Thoughts] (below)

At this moment, the Great Prince's face was gloomy and he was relieved when he watched Junk rush up with a man.

Holy Knight Regiment of the Temple? Hmmm...

The great prince bites his teeth and scolds these clerics. A thousand elite cavalry men around him are ready, but he is slow to order a strike. The man who watches Jonker and the Holy Knights fight so hard, but there is something else in the great prince's heart...

What is the biggest chip in a coup? It's the power in your hand! The 1,000 cavalry cavalry in his own hand was built quietly after years of hard work. This Thousand Cavalry is the true system of its own!

As for Count Raymond, so is General Junk, although he is on his side... but it is difficult to predict! If you didn't have a thousand cavalry around you, wouldn't you be a bareback commander? After the coup d 'état, Jonk and Raymond were both military generals, and there were thousands of horses left in the empire. What if they turned their backs?

Humph, historically, Wu has mastered superior military power, and there are many examples of coups d 'état! This thousand cavalry kept the coup to deter Juncker and Count Raymond from them! You can't lose it!

Hit it! Knights of the Holy Knights, fight well with Jonker's men! The best way to beat them is to hurt them both!

“Your Highness... General Junk's men seem to be losing their grip.” A knight next to him sat on his horse and watched the battle in the distance, suddenly whispering: “Shall we go up...”

“Wait a little longer!” The Grand Prince sneered: “Rest assured, General Juncker is an experienced fierce general, he can hold on a little longer. ”

People around them looked at the Grand Prince with a cold smile and couldn't help but palpitate their hearts and closed their mouths.

Count Raymond had already put Alpha on the horse, both riding a war horse, and turned around towards the array of the Grand Prince, behind which were less than fifty of the remaining elite guards of the Rollins, watching the Grand Prince sit on his horse and watch the Jonkers die, and Count Raymond was almost spitting blood.

With his floating life in the sea, how can you not think of what the Grand Prince is up to at this moment? When he looked at the Grand Prince's eyes, he knew what his lord had in mind... to preserve his strength? If you want to save your strength, you have to be emperor first! If you really let the Holy Knights into the square, you're not even sitting in the emperor, why keep a thousand cavalry! Run for your life?

Count Raymond returned to the Grand Prince, his face naturally looked ugly. The Grand Prince also knew that he was a little excessive. He did not want to make his own reinforcement of the army too cold. He said, "Count Raymond has worked so hard... your men have just sworn to kill my enemies. When I get to the throne, I will seal a distinguished title for all the warriors who died in battle! ”

Count Raymond wanted to make a heavy "hum”, but when he spoke to his throat, he forced himself to hold on, and his heart secretly said: "Everyone is dead, what use is a throne seal?" He whispered: “Your Highness, General Junk won't last long...”

“Don't worry, Raymond.” The Grand Prince slowly said: “How many people can there be in the Temple of Light in the Emperor? The temple of Emperor Du, it is allowed to retain only 500 horsemen, up to a maximum of 500, which cannot cause much wind wave. You see, General Junk has already pressed the scene...”

He raised a finger.

It is true that the brave General Juncker is not the brave general of the military. He can be given the heavy responsibility of defense of the imperial capital. Naturally, the general is better at battle battles. Although his personal defense is not as good as the Holy Knights, he is a veteran after all, combined with Juncker's acute battlefield observation. During the mixed warfare, the friendly defense beside him from time to time issued commands. The rear Urban Guard rebels quickly returned from under the palace walls, and the progress of the Holy Knights has been blocked.

Two waves of human horses were killed at the corner of the square, and the Holy Knights were about to rush into the square, and Jonker guarded the street on this side of the square, looking at the death and injury of the City Guard, but the hundreds of Holy Knights also lost a lot of money, and now only half of them are left.

The battle, on that side of the square, left at least 2,000 corpses.

The Marquis of Solomon is the angriest man. He hates the temple in his heart at this moment. The direction in which the Holy Knights just rushed in is where his Solomon archers are located. The first wave of strikes was borne by his Solomon militia, so his losses are the worst. Less than half of the family militiamen who had been transported into Didu in a merchant fleet were already there.

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“Looks like my brother, is still too young to be angry...” Prince Chen stood on the walls of the city looking at the distant occupation, watching the grand prince's 1,000 cavalry soldiers not move, how smart he was, immediately doubted his brother's intentions, had to sigh: “Don't he know... his character will kill him... hum, if he doesn't have the strength to preserve, suspect the thoughts of General Jonker and Count Raymond, put his cavalry out early in the morning to fight back, the Holy Knights won't necessarily be able to kill in front of him... hum...” Speaking of this, Prince Chen turned to look at Dewey and smiled slightly, "Dewey, you know? This brother of mine, he always felt like he wasn't like me, which is why he hated me so much. But, like, he was very proud, which is that he thought he was better than me in battle... Humph, didn't he go to the Northwest Front 20 years ago as a representative of the Father to check it out... did he really think he was better than me? Ridiculous... his character will kill him sooner or later. ”

Dewey is already a little cold in his heart at this moment. Prince Chen's back hand followed by a back hand. During this coup, he was calm and comfortable. Except for that fake Gandhoff who showed up, he was surprised. Other than time, he seemed to have full confidence... the temple, magic union, was dragged down by his silence... how did this guy do it?

And look at him blinking at this moment... as if? He's got a second move??

Dewey counted in his heart, watching the next battle glue, and suddenly he felt a palpitation in his heart!

No!

You can't do this!

Dewey's original intention was actually to hope that the Great Prince would succeed in his coup d 'état. Although he had a fondness for Prince Chen, he thought that when Prince Chen failed at the most, he could afford to take his life with him while he was in turmoil. But now it seems... if the Grand Prince fails, then the Rollins are doomed... mother, brother, all of them...

First Prince can't lose!

Looking at nearby Prince Chen, Dewey suddenly had an idea in his heart that surprised him!

Prince Chen stood less than two steps away, and because he trusted himself, the guards beside him were dispersed, but only let himself stand beside him... This prince could not do martial arts, only magic, so close, if he pulled out the dagger, he would draw on his neck so much... so that the whole situation... the great prince succeeded, the family also kept...

Once this idea was born, it could not be pressed down. Dewey drooped her face, but her eyes couldn't help but whisper around Prince Chen's naked throat outside...

“Dewey.” Prince Chen suddenly turned to look at Dewey and frowned: “Your face doesn't look so good... haven't you recovered your magic yet? ”

His voice was warm, and suddenly he turned around and turned his back on Dewey as if he was pulling something out of his arms. This move exposed his back completely and unreservedly to Dewey. From Dewey's point of view, the nearest guard is five steps away, so long as he pulls out the dagger now...

Dewey's heart jumped fast, and this feeling of heartbeat seemed to make the whole body of blood spill over his head, his tongue was dry for a moment, one of his hands was in his arms, and he had quietly pinched the sharp dagger given by the Lester family, practiced with secret silver!

“Ah, there it is!” Just as Dewey hesitated, Prince Chen turned around and smiled on his face. He pinched a small bottle in his hand. Prince Chen's eyes carried a little warmth. He reached out and handed the bottle to Dewey: “Here, drink it! ”

This bottle is actually polished with the finest crystals. The crystal bottle is compact and sophisticated. At first glance, it is not an ordinary product. There is nothing to think about in it, it is definitely precious.

“Drink it.” Prince Chen smiled slightly, "This is a good thing, it is the 'source of magic’ potion, it replenishes magic more than a dozen times the effect of ordinary magic potion! Don't look at your Magic Powerful Explorer, if this bottle can't replenish all your magic, it's almost there. This item is very precious. There are only five or six bottles in the palace, and the formula is gone. One bottle is one bottle less! ”

Saying, this bottle has been stuffed into Dewey's left hand.

Looking at Prince Chen's gentle face, the bottle in his hand seemed to carry the temperatures of His Highness. Dewey suddenly had an extremely complex thought in his heart, hiding in his arms and touching the right hand of the dagger...

At this moment, under the eyes of Prince Chen and Prince Chen, Dewey only felt that the dagger in his arms seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but where could he pull it out?!

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