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This was a picture that was so lonely, so lonely that anyone would feel that the King sitting quietly on the ground was being weathered away little by little by time. The road of the monarch was so lonely, so lonely that even heaven and earth couldn’t stand it.

A slender figure stood on the edge of the scorched forest.

The Devil arrived soundlessly.

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His complexion was paler than usual, and standing there he seemed to blend with the surrounding scorched wood, like an unreal phantom. Holding a black umbrella, it was as if he came to mourn the Duke of Buckingham.

He twirled the black umbrella gently.

In fact, what qualifications do human beings have to say that the Devil in hell was too treacherous?

Unscrupulous behavior was not the patent of hell, but the means of all madmen. The Rose family was probably the very typical example of a lunatic. After all, how many existences in the world dare to fight against the gods, and dare to scheme against hell?

The representatives of the Rose family of the generation of William III and the Duke of Buckingham happened to pull off such a wonderful fraud.

More than ten years ago, William III unified Legrand’s thirty-six states.

Naturally, the Holy Court would not sit back and watch William III push down the knife of reform. Across the Abyss Strait, they activated the hidden nails that had been planted in Legrand for so many years, setting off a series of political turmoil. That era was also steeped in weapon and fire, and at the most dangerous juncture Queen Eleanor became pregnant.

In the womb of a young raven-haired queen, the destined monarch was conceived.

The Holy Court no longer held back, and all the hidden nails were raised. In the month when the Crown Prince was about to be born, William III had to personally lead an army to the southwest to put down a rebellion. The Duke of Buckingham guarded the palace, and the shadow blades of the Rose family patrolled outside the palace. Every day, new blood soaked the ground of the palace.

In that month, the Pope led one of the Holy Court’s twelve sanctuaries, and left the Holy City for the first time in the name of “The Mandate of Heaven” to come across the sea.

He came to baptize the newborn Crown Prince.

Papal baptism was an honor, a holy grace that could not be refused.

No country could refuse the arrival of the Pope’s carriage, and no country’s crown was not placed by the hands of the Holy Court. As long as William III refused, the Pope would have enough reason to launch a holy “Western Crusade” against Legrand, forcing Legrand to surrender by force.

Either accept the baptism and let the new monarch be controlled by the Holy Court and become a puppet of the Holy Court.

Or refuse the baptism and have the army of the Holy Western Crusade land in Legrand. There were too many countries eager to use the excuse of a Western Crusade to plunder the land of Legrand, and the vassal states in Legrand were also unwilling to surrender to rule of the Rose family…..The Rose family could not bear such a conquest.

Unless they wanted Legrand, who was moving toward unity, to collapse again.

William III did not want to choose either.

The Rose family had fought against the Holy Court for thousands of years, and they had found a way to resist the Holy Court’s secret method of baptism through the fall of one young monarch after another. The ordinary secret method was carried out by the archbishop of the Holy Court, and the Rose family found a way to resist it, but the baptism performed by the Pope himself used the real blood of the gods.

It went without saying how precious the blood of the gods was, and even the Holy Court would not use it lightly.

In the history of the Rose family, only one king was baptized by the Pope himself, and that was the “Mad King” Henry.

The Devil remembered the monarch who was later known as the “Mad King”.

He was crowned king at the age of sixteen. Before the age of twenty-three, Henry was an impeccable monarch. In his hands, the territory of the Legrand royal family gradually recovered, and the majesty of the royal family gradually became stronger, but the method used by the Rose family to resist the baptism was no match for the blood of the gods.

Henry did not become a puppet being manipulated, but from that moment on, an out-of-control madness entangled that originally great monarch like a shadow.

He became the “Mad King”.

The former hero became more and more unable to control himself. When his reason was overwhelmed by madness, he would become a beast that only knew how to kill. At the last moment of his life, when the Mad King Henry realized in a brief moment of sobriety that his loss of control was destroying everything he had worked so hard to build, he handed the sword to his son.

Mad King Henry’s last order given was for his son to kill him.

William III and the Duke of Buckingham did not want a second tragic mad king to be born.

They must preserve a calm and sober monarch for the Rose family, and they must have Legrand continue on the road to prosperity instead of aborting prematurely on the way again and again.

So on a land swept by a violent storm, William III reached a deal with the Devil who the Rose family had been looking for thousands of years. From that moment on, the person who should have been the country’s most noble became a betting chip in this war that no one knew how long would last, becoming the most important pawn.

The Devil sighed faintly.

He couldn’t be blamed for being deceived by that bastard William III in a moment of ecstasy. After all, who would have thought of it?

Who would have thought that the Rose family would use their king as a pawn to be thrown into this war.

With the king as a pawn.

Such a country, such a family, such a sad and hopeless fate.

His king, his majesty.

As the Devil thought, he walked towards the King. When approaching the King, he deliberately let his footsteps sound.

The King didn’t look back. When the footsteps came up behind him, he drew out the sword at his waist, and stabbed backwards precisely.

It did not land.

“Good day, my dear majesty.” The Devil closed his umbrella and bowed.

“I didn’t summon you.” The King didn’t sheath back the sword, and the cold light on the blade flickered slightly, announcing its master’s rising hostility.

The Devil smiled helplessly: “…..I will choose a better time to see you next time. However, today please forgive me for the moment, at least for the sake of a gift I brought you.”

“A gift from Hell to you. The Holy Court has occupied it for too long. I brought it back for you.”

The Devil’s voice became faint and flickering.

Hearing the “Holy Court”, the King finally stood up. He looked at the slightly bowed Devil with no expression, a long and narrow black iron box held in the Devil’s hands.

“What’s this?”

The King didn’t take it.

“A key.”

The Devil looked up at the King and showed a faint smile. That smile was not like the usual mask that usually hung on the face of the Devil. In that smile there was a mockery directed at something else concealed within.

“The key to the Millennium Kingdom.”

“Those people of the Holy Court enshrined it in their holy temple as an ordinary holy object, but spent hundreds of thousands of years looking for it…..Now don’t you think that’s ridiculous?” The Devil’s tone when speaking made no secret of his malice towards the Holy Court, “So I brought it to you, and I believe that if this war really breaks out, you would hope it was you who opened it instead of those idiots?”

The Devil knew his majesty too well.

The millennium was approaching, and the war between the Holy Court and Hell would start again.

If the world was destined to become a battlefield, then the King would definitely choose for the mortals to launch this war.

The King looked at the Devil with an unchanging expression for a long time, and then finally reached out to take the black iron box.

“Then…..please allow me to take my leave first, Your Majesty.” The Devil straightened up.

“Are there still souls here?”

At the moment when the Devil’s figure was about to fade away, the King suddenly spoke. His voice was very soft, and if it wasn’t the Devil who was here, anyone else might not be able to hear it clearly.

But the Devil heard it clearly, and he even caught a glimmer of hope under the calmness.

The Devil sighed in his heart…..

He wanted to take his leave early exactly because he wanted to avoid answering this question, but the King asked it anyway.

The Devil was no longer in a hurry to leave now. He bowed to the King and said, “I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

The King closed his eyes.

Pureland, although broken, will eventually be born anew and beautiful in nirvana…..His father and his uncle had hidden all the answers in his name early on.

Distant, childhood memories came to mind.

It was in Legrand, while he was conscious, that the Duke of Buckingham taught him and Johan swordsmanship. During break times, the Duke of Buckingham told them the deeds of each ancestor in the family. All the stories began with the same legend. It took place a long time ago in an age of legends, where there was a family who wanted to slay the dragon.

“This family had drawn up a long conspiracy to slay the dragon with disgraceful means. For this, are they shameful?” In the afternoon sun, the Duke of Buckingham seemed to be asking himself, or asking the two young children in front of him, “But how can there be any fairness in the war between mortals and the dragon?”

Unspeakable grief surged like a tide.

He should have told his uncle.

The Duke of Buckingham need not feel guilty, he and William III had never done anything wrong.

He knew that he was a pawn thrown by the Rose family on the battlefield. After he returned to Legrand, after he had fully awakened, he knew that his past years were also a part of a long-lasting war. A war waged between the Rose family and the Holy Court.

He didn’t have the chance to tell the Duke of Buckingham that it didn’t matter.

They originally should have been the most daring schemers, this originally was a dance on the tip of the knife, and if they weren’t careful, they would fall to their deaths. The Rose family used conspiracy to kill the evil dragon back then, and now they didn’t hesitate to use disgraceful means to subvert the world of the supernatural.

The war between mortals and gods was unfair from the very beginning, so how could one speak of honor?

He was willing to be such a pawn.

………………

After the long waiting knights were finally allowed to step on the slope, they finally knew what was in the carriage they brought with them this time.

It was an empty coffin.

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The King opened the coffin and personally scooped the blood-colored soil into the coffin with his own hands.

“I will show you the suppression of the rebellion in the Northland, the unification of Legrand, and the beginning and end of this war.” The King whispered, “I will…..take you home.”

How long has this war been going on?

How long would it continue?

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While the King beheaded General Ayton, in the territory of Legrand, Koszoya Port.

The Jenny of the Walway Pirates was docked at the port, letting the tide wash over the hull. On the deck at the bow, three people stood quietly, looking to the north.

After many years, the old friends and acquaintances finally meet again.

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Captain Hawkins still wore his crooked black hat, and the scar on his face slanted across his cheek. He squinted his eyes slightly, holding a flagon in his hand. First Mate Charles was dressed in a neat double-breasted black overcoat, and next to him was the dark-haired Queen Mother Eleanor.

“Is this the ship he boarded?” Eleanor looked at a water bird sitting on a rope. “He told me that it is called…..Jenny?”

These memories were actually very far away, but when Eleanor talked about it, it felt like it was still yesterday.

She had just walked down the bright red carpet in a gorgeous gown to marry the young monarch with sky-blue eyes. On the second day of their marriage, he took her to the highest tower of the Rose Palace, where all his treasures——many paintings——were sealed.

Few people know that William III had superb painting skills.

He painted down all the beautiful scenes in his memory one by one: riding a horse with the Duke of Buckingham when he was young, receiving a long sword from his father for the first time and becoming a knight, going out to sea and settling on a notorious pirate ship…..William III pointed to the pirate ship on the painting and said to her with a smile:

“This is a naive little girl.”

As soon as Queen Mother Eleanor’s words fell, many rose buds grew one after another on the railing in front of her, and they bloomed in a blink of an eye, automatically winding and weaving into a flower crown.

The vines spread and sent the flower crown to Eleanor’s head.

The black-haired Queen Mother wore a crown of bright red roses, as beautiful as she was when she was a young princess.

She raised her hand and gently touched the flower crown.

Perhaps the one thing the King did not know was that…..alchemy made living ships have better memories than humans, and the moment the King stepped on deck, this ghost ship recognized him as William III’s son, just as she recognized Eleanor was the sweetheart who was “as beautiful as a rose” in the words of William III.

Time was too long for humans and too short for unnatural beings.

So short that Jenny clearly remembered William III and the dark-haired woman he described.

“She also liked William very much back then, and now she also likes you and Your Majesty.” Charles patted the railing lightly, as if remembering something, and laughed, “I don’t know why, but only the Duke of Buckingham did not receive her fondness.”

Captain Hawkins on the side leaned lazily on the railing, his lips curling: “That bastard almost burned Jenny’s sail on the first day he stepped on the ship. It’s no wonder Jenny dislikes him…..Ha! That was his most embarrassing moment!”

Charles looked at Captain Hawkins with a smile, and reminded him: “Don’t forget, you were the one talking nonsense back then that made him think we were really going to kidnap William…..You are also partly responsible for the sails burning.”

As soon as Charles finished speaking, the railing that Captain Hawkins was leaning on made a cracking sound and suddenly separated from the middle automatically.

“Hey!”

Captain Hawkins was caught off guard, and only had time to call out “Jenny” before falling into the sea with a big “splash”.

“When the Duke of Buckingham was on the ship back then, he was basically given this treatment.” Charles said to Queen Eleanor with a smile.

Eleanor raised her eyebrows. Thinking of the Duke of Buckingham, who was always serious, being thrown into the sea by Jenny just like Captain Hawkins, she also felt amused.

The relaxed atmosphere diluted the faint sadness of the reunion of old friends. The people who met again after more than ten years seem to have returned to their youth. Although everyone was still burdened under heavy pressure, they were still laughing and cursing in high spirits.

Captain Hawkins climbed out of the water wet all over and wiped the water from his face. Just as he was about to complain, a carrier pigeon landed on the ship.

Charles took down the letter with a smile.

He unfolded the letter.

Almost at the same time the content of the letter jumped out into his eyes, the smile on his face froze.

“What’s up?”

Hawkins rarely saw Charles’s expression change like this.

Charles took a deep breath, and he slowly raised his head. The happy past reflected in his always gentle eyes slowly faded little by little.

“He…..died in battle.”

The beauty of the past was suddenly shattered, and time once again lay in front of everyone. Behind the three old friends, the tide of the sea rose and fell, and the sound of the sea remained unchanged since times immemorial.

……………………

Early morning.

In the misty light blue mist, a team of cavalry crossed the white snow field, a carriage in their midst. The faint light dyed their armor a cool bluish metallic hue, and the knight at the head was none other than the King.

General Sheehan had arrived and was now leading an army to recapture Newcastle. While the battle to recapture the castle was going on, the King was not on the battlefield. He led a team of cavalry around the castle and went straight to the old battlefield where the Duke of Buckingham blocked the path of Prince Will.

Retaking Newcastle was very easy for the current Legrand army.

As the King expected, the death of a hero far outweighed the death of a prince of noble blood.

After General Ayton’s head hung high outside the city gate, the rebel army in the central part of the Northland began to collapse. And in Newcastle, which was closest to Benz City, many defenders began to flee secretly every day.

In fact, if the King had not arrived in time and succeeded in winning a miraculous battle, Legrand would be facing the rebel army’s situation now.

After all, how was the fall of the Duke of Buckingham not the same as making the empire lose her hero?

Legrand had a new king who could take over the banner of the Imperial Lion, but the Northland was not so lucky. When General Sheehan arrived with the follow-up troops, the King ordered the army to march towards Newcastle, and the war against the rebellion was finally on the right track.

When General Sheehan arrived, the other two armies finally also relayed good news.

There were three states participating in the rebellion this time, Newcastle State, Balboa State, and Chavos State.

Among them, the state of Newcastle was the most powerful, and the state of Balboa was located on the left side of the state of Newcastle, and its strength was relatively weak. The left army led by Earl Henry successfully arrived at the border of the Balboa State, successfully regained a castle and some autonomous towns, and established a foothold for the left army.

General Roger, the commander of the army on the right, followed the King’s previous order. After arriving in Newcastle, he went all the way north from the border, cutting off the connection between the coastal port of Newcastle State and the interior, thereby preventing the rebels from receiving aid from overseas.

After the follow-up army of the central army led by General Sheehan arrived, the King’s Iron Rose Cavalry joined the army and left Benz City.

They would first retake the royal castle of Newcastle, and then attack Bomari, which was the stronghold of the rebel rebellion.

According to the plan, when the King led the central army to attack Bomari, Earl Henry and General Roger would also complete the advance on the left and right fronts. The three armies would rejoin after pacifying Newcastle and Balboa, and finally go north to pacify Chavos State, thus completely completing the pacification campaign of the entire Northland rebellion.

Thud, thud, thud.

The war horses crossed the glacier river, and the slope appeared in the King’s vision.

The King reined in his horse.

There was still a burnt smell and the coppery scent of blood in the air as if a great fire had passed by the area. The sparse forest on the slope had been burned into black charcoal, charred twigs leaning or falling this way or that way.

Behind that was the battlefield of that day.

The King looked at the burned woods quietly, and after a while, he slowly urged his horse forward. The cavalry behind him silently tried to follow, but were stopped.

“Wait here.”

The King said.

To the person who wore the crown, just how many people could become close to him? And how many of those people would gradually disappear due to various reasons?

The King climbed the slope alone.

At the moment when the war horse flicked its tail on the top of the slope, the scene below the slope suddenly appeared in front of the King’s eyes, and the splash of red instantly burned the King’s pupils painfully like a fire.

He closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them again and stared fixedly at the battlefield below.

In the vast expanse of white snow, there was a circular spot of red land.

Layers of blood dyed the open space vermilion. That was the place where the heroic soul was buried. His uncle, the Duke of Buckingham, and all the knights of the royal family were buried here. The snow fluttered down from the sky, but did not dare to fall on that spot of land, as if the fervent blood that had fought to the death that day still remained in the air.

The heroic soul was buried here, and here there was no spring and autumn.

The King got off his horse and walked slowly downwards.

His last step took him onto the bloody field.

The battlefield was clean, nothing was left, the King saw neither bones nor armor…..The fire of the war angel burned everything.

Only the ashes of blood and fire remained here, mingled with the whole land.

The King looked around the entire clearing of the circular area. He couldn’t tell where the last place his uncle had stood so he went to the darkest patch of land and sat down there.

He left the knights behind the slope, because a king should not show his sorrow in front of his soldiers, and at this time he was not only King of Legrand, but also the nephew of the Duke of Buckingham.

It was a private moment for a nephew to see his uncle off, and there shouldn’t be outsiders in the first place.

The King lowered his eyes. He looked at the blood on the ground and suddenly felt very tired.

“I haven’t had any more headaches lately, and I won’t any longer in the future.”

The King spoke, slowly and in a low voice.

He remembered that when he was in the Rose Palace, the Duke of Buckingham handed him the letter stating that the Pope would personally crown Ferri III. At that time, they briefly talked about an issue that both parties deliberately avoided.

The Duke of Buckingham asked him if his headache had been better lately.

At that moment, the eyes of both men briefly met. He clearly saw the guilt in the Duke of Buckingham’s eyes…..What was there to feel guilty about? So he looked away and replied curtly, “Much better.”

Why did both sides avoid that topic at that time? Why not be more frank?

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Why did he rush anxiously to rescue the Duke of Buckingham from the moment he woke up? Why did he subconsciously say “I’m sorry” after the Duke of Buckingham gave him a hug in the Mohn Tower? Why did he not feel any unfamiliarity towards Legrand? Why did he feel a sense of familiarity the moment he drew out his sword when facing the Gulundi heavy cavalry outside the city of Truu, as if he had swung the long sword thousands of times before?

He knew the answer, and so did the Duke of Buckingham.

Because…..

There had never been any rebirth, and there had never been any time travel!

Zhu Chi was him, and so was Pureland!

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The lieutenant general led the way for the King.

The prison conditions in Benz City were very poor. In the past, most of the prisoners here were only small fries jailed for brawling. The general of the rebel army was the highest-ranked prisoner to be held here in the history of this small prison.

The lieutenant general held a torch to light the narrow passage for the King.

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He was wounded in the battle. No one survived the bloody battle unscathed, and even the King had an arrow wound on his shoulder. When the lieutenant general later heard about the King’s performance on the battlefield, he felt as if he saw another William III, or a second Duke of Buckingham.

The members of the Rose family seem to be born with madness flowing in their veins.

General Ayton, the commander of the rebel army, was held at the lowest level of the prison. Except for him, none of the other prisoners of war survived. When the King was clearing the battlefield, he ordered the massacre of nearly a thousand prisoners of war and wounded rebels. There was no chivalry and only cruelty to this order, but there was not a single voice of opposition in Benz City.

All the grown men in Benz City died in this war. Compared with humaneness, those who survived were more willing to use blood to soothe their grief and hatred.

An eye for an eye, blood for blood.

General Ayton was in his early thirties, and he was not like Prince Will.

He came from a very ordinary background. He was originally an insignificant soldier, but later he joined the riots in the Northland. During the war, he climbed up step by step relying on his military exploits, and finally became a general. In the Northland, his story was legendary to many young men who joined the rebellion.

Before now, General Ayton refused to accept anyone’s interrogation, and even when he was thrown into the cold cell he did not say a word.

“I’ve always wanted to see you.” Seeing the King stepping into the cell, General Ayton shook the iron lock on his wrists and spoke for the first time. He narrowed his eyes slightly and sized up the King: “I wanted to see just what kind of person had the ability to earn the Duke of Buckingham’s loyalty for so many years?”

The King examined the captured general.

General Ayton, who was in his thirties, looked like he was forty years old. The harsh natural environment of the Northland and years of life on the battlefield had ground him into a hard and firm rock. Born as a refugee, he had none of the airs of a general, and looked no different from any common Northland warrior.

“Now you have seen me.”

The King took the torch from the lieutenant general.

“Is that idiot Will dead?”

General Ayton didn’t seem to have the slightest self-awareness of being a prisoner.

“Very much so.”

The lieutenant general felt that the current scene was a bit strange. One was the King of Legrand, and the other was a general of the rebel army. But in the meeting of the two, the conversation could be called very peaceful. The King, who wanted to know about the Duke of Buckingham’s death, was not as angry as he might have imagined.

“All the prisoners of war…..” General Ayton paused, “are they dead too?”

“Indeed.”

The King looked at him calmly.

General Ayton’s fingers twitched, and he let out a long breath: “You are really like your father. He also gave such an order back then. But there is nothing wrong about it, if it were me, I would do the same.”

After all, the number of Legrand’s troops stationed in Benz City was small. In order to prevent the rebels from regrouping, this was indeed the best choice.

“You care about your men,” the King said. “You waited so many days just to know if they are alive.”

General Ayton laughed soundlessly: “Do you know? The Northland has always been poor, and it’s cold and hungry here. I promised the boys’ parents that I would bring them back safely, and that I would go back with them with food and horses…..Without them, I am nothing.”

The hard as rock general seemed to age several years the moment he got his answer.

“I know what you want to ask.” He looked down at his hands, “but I’ll only tell you.”

The lieutenant general immediately looked at the King: “Your Majesty, he is one of the most skilled knights in the Northland…..”

Even if he had not eaten for several days, General Ayton still had the strength to put up a fight in this small space.

The King interrupted him with a raised hand, gesturing him to back out.

The lieutenant general could only give General Ayton a warning look, and handed the torch to the King.

“Your general seems to have misunderstood that you have no intention of killing me.” General Ayton turned his head to look at the retreating lieutenant general, and suddenly smiled, “But why do I feel that no one in this world wants to kill me more than you?”

Only General Ayton and the King himself knew that the conversation between them was definitely not “peaceful”. True killing intent never appears on the surface, the King would not forgive anyone related to his uncle’s death, and General Ayton regarded his soldiers as valuable as his life. The both of them had only deep hatred for each other.

The King held the torch and looked at him.

The light of the fire fell on the King’s eyes, like a long river of red gold, and also like a still molten lava in a crater.

“I learned from other people who also experienced that battle on that day, an angel joined the battle. You people call it a miracle, the Battle of God’s Blessing.” The King said slowly, “Who is the angel who joined the battle?”

The King already knew about the situation that day from other prisoners of war.

Just when the Duke of Buckingham had gained the upper hand, an angel descended. It was not until the angel descended that the soldiers knew that there were three sacred caskets hidden in the three carriages among the enemy ranks.

Regarding the three caskets, the King had certain guesses:

——The “Millennium Kingdom” spoken by the Devil and the Holy Court was about to arrive, and the Code had already been loosened. The Holy Court collecting a large number of holy objects was related to this. It was very likely that the three sacred caskets contained the holy objects collected by the Holy Court. With the help of the holy object, the Holy Court briefly violated the Code and let the angel descend and join that battle.

But who was the one who summoned the angel?

The prisoners of war who relayed this information did not know more details. Before that, the angel was a white-robed priest concealed among their ranks, but ordinary soldiers didn’t know the name of the white-robed priest at all.

And General Ayton in front of him was the one who was responsible for escorting the three sacred caskets at that time, and he had direct contact with the white-robed priest.

“The people who told you this must be already dead, right?” General Ayton sighed, “They thought you would spare their lives after knowing this…..What idiots, what kind of morals and benevolence did they think they could discuss with an iron-blooded monarch?”

“Name.”

The King was unmoved.

“Can I stand up?” General Ayton raised the chains on his hand, “You wouldn’t be afraid of a chained guy, would you?”

The King looked at him coldly and nodded slightly.

General Ayton stood up. He hadn’t eaten in days, and he staggered as he rose to his feet. Steadying himself, General Ayton walked towards the King.

“His name is…..”

The moment he walked close to the King, the iron chains in General Ayton’s hand made a clanging sound, twisting towards the King’s neck like a poisonous snake.

The lieutenant general’s judgment was not wrong.

As a well-known knight in the Northland, General Ayton still had the power to strike a blow even though he was wounded and imprisoned for so many days. The people in Benz City used the strongest and heaviest iron chains on General Ayton. At this time, the veins on his arms were bulging, and the muscles were knotted one by one. The iron chains turned into a murderous weapon on his wrists.

There was a flash of fire.

At the moment when the iron chain struck like a snake, the King twisted his wrist, and the torch was sent forward instead of being strangled by the iron chain. Almost instantly, there was a cracking sound of the stick breaking. The fire tip fell to the ground, and the cell suddenly darkened. General Ayton took advantage of the situation and whipped the iron chain in both hands.

The King originally didn’t think that the torch could withstand General Ayton’s long-planned blow.

At the moment when the flames flickered, he had already pulled back and stepped away to the side.

In the darkness, there was only the crisp sound of a sword when it was unsheathed.

Clang——

Iron and iron collided, and sparks burst out.

The torch that fell to the ground ignited the straw spread on the ground, and the flames suddenly became bigger again. The cell was bright again.

In the light of the flames, the King held the sword expressionlessly, and most of the sword was buried into General Ayton’s chest, while General Ayton held a thin broken sword in his hand, blood dripping down his wrist.

That fragment of sword was the real weapon that General Ayton planned to use to kill the King.

Whether it was attacking with iron chains in the beginning or intentionally shaking the chains to make noise in the dark, they were all just to cover up his real purpose of cutting the King’s throat with the broken sword.

The broken sword was pulled out by General Ayton from his own wound.

The people of Benz City hated him to the bone, and no one bothered to tend to his wounds, so he managed to hide such a small sharp blade on his body. From the moment he refused to reveal any news, he was preparing for this blow. These days, he sat leaning against the wall to gather as much strength as possible.

With a twist of his wrist, the King drew his sword out.

He carried a sword under his cloak. From the very beginning he had come to kill General Ayton.

As General Ayton said, after the death of the Duke of Buckingham, the killing intent in his heart was stronger than that of anyone else. Beneath his calmness lay the emperor’s wrath, which when poured out, consumed all enemies.

The blade in General Ayton’s hand fell to the ground, and he fell to his knees as well, blood gushing out.

“Warwick Blyth…..that’s his name.”

General Ayton’s voice came in between intermittent breaths. Before he died, he fulfilled his promise and told the King the identity of the angel.

“He is…..Saint Val.”

His pupils gradually dilated: “…..That battle should have been won by…..by…..”

General Ayton suddenly slumped.

“That battle should have been won by the Duke,” said the King slowly, his face illuminated by the flames.

The Duke of Buckingham would have won the battle had it not been for the angel. Even his enemies admitted this.

“In that battle, you should have been the one to win.”

The King said softly.

………………

The lieutenant general waited anxiously outside the prison.

He knew that the King’s shoulder was still wounded, and the King hadn’t come out for so long, he was worried that General Ayton would suddenly attack and hurt the King. Just as the lieutenant general was pacing back and forth, unable to wait any longer, footsteps sounded from behind.

The lieutenant general’s heart finally fell back in its place.

He rushed forward to meet the King.

After he saw clearly the figure slowly walking out of the prison, the lieutenant general was shocked.

The King slowly walked out of the darkness holding a head.

That head belonged to General Ayton, and it dripped with blood. There was no expression on the King’s face, but the lieutenant general felt that he seemed to be wrapped in a thick bloody miasma. At this moment, the lieutenant general had a premonition…..perhaps, the King would walk on more corpses and blood in the days to come.

His royal robes would be soaked in blood.

“Have someone go inside to put out the fire.” The King said lightly, and he handed General Ayton’s head to the lieutenant general, “hang it above the gate of the castle.”

Compared with Prince Will, General Ayton had a higher prestige in the hearts of the Northland rebels, and he was the real banner of the rebel army. As long as he lived, new young men would join the rebellion. The death of a hero was much more significant than the death of a prince with noble blood.

The latter disintegrated an army, but the former disintegrated the willpower in one’s heart.

“Your Majesty…..” The lieutenant general wanted to say something, but couldn’t finish in the end.

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The King had already stepped out into the cold wind, and it whipped at his robe, which seemed to be covered with blood. He would cut off their heads, he would crush their sinful bones, and he would make their souls kneel in their graves forever.

He never joked.

“Let the army rest. As soon as Sheehan arrives, immediately set off to retake Newcastle.”

The King ordered.

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The white salamander flag fell from the air to the ground, and the Iron Rose Cavalry that followed behind him trampled it into the bloody mud, instantly becoming dirty.

For a moment the rebels were dead silent, as if they had not yet reacted over what happened.

Prince Will’s head rolled on the pile of corpses on the ground. An Iron Rose cavalryman shook his wrist and speared it up high with his spear.

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The remaining commanding officer of the rebel army on the battlefield, a pitiful count watched the Iron Rose Cavalry charge straight to him, the head of Prince Will still dripping blood. This rebel army noble only had time to allow fright to freeze his face stiff before without hesitation, he turned around, and fled.

The King sheathed his sword, and took the long bow from behind his back.

He set an arrow to the sting and pulled it back.

His ice blue eyes locked onto the prey like an eagle and aimed at the fleeing earl. The next moment, he let go of his hand, the iron arrow flew out, and screamed across the air like a vengeful ghost.

The earl only heard the sharp and piercing sound of the arrow, before a chill suddenly crawled up his spine. He subconsciously raised his arm to block his back with a shield. But just as he raised the shield, the cold iron arrow buried through the gap between his helmet and armor, piercing through the sophisticated chainmail.

The earl slowly bowed his head and saw the arrow tip poking out of his throat.

From his throat, he let out a gurgling sound of unwillingness, before immediately falling off his horse and planting face first onto the battle ground

The King hung the longbow back on his back, pulled out his sword again, and pointed it to the defeated rebels who were attempting to escape: “Kill!”

The word “kindness” was always just a joke on the battlefield!

The flag had fallen, and the leader was dead, the remaining rebels were completely unable to put up a fight themselves. And waiting for them was the Iron Rose Calvary reborn in blood and fire. The cavalry followed the King, galloping across the battlefield fast like lightning, trampling on all the enemies in their wake.

The sound of thunderous horseshoes came from the distance.

The King turned around and led his knights to line up into an assault formation.

The Gulundi heavy cavalry, had arrived.

In the rolling dust and kicked up snow, the black torrent came from the other end of the earth. This terrifying shadow of the battlefield rolled across the land, the bone spurs on their armor were covered with blood, and the iron spears in their hands dripped equally in the viscous blood. It was not difficult to imagine what kind of slaughter this Gulundi heavy cavalry launched on the central army.

The King moved forward immediately and stood at the forefront of the Iron Rose Cavalry.

He held his ground and faced the terrible momentum of the Gulundi heavy cavalry head on.

A war horse let out a shrill scream.

The horses hanging with heavy armor stopped at the same time, and the Gulundi heavy cavalry suddenly changed from a wild flood to a sudden static ocean.

In front of the Gulundi heavy cavalry on the opposite side, stood their leader.

The two sides stood facing each other and no one spoke.

At this moment, the battlefield was so quiet that the sound of blood dripping could be heard.

Chief Hermóðr squinted slightly. He looked at the Legrand cavalry opposite, and the familiar bloody royal banner fluttering in the cold wind. Holding the royal banners was a group of knights in blood soaked armor——they were the true Iron Rose Cavalry. And the leader of this cavalry was that too young king.

“The Rose family…..”

Chief Hermóðr said lowly.

The warrior behind the leader felt that his father’s eyes seemed to have become sharp again in an instant.

Earlier, they led Gulundi heavy cavalry, effortlessly tearing down the large number of central army troops, and chased those who had fled. At that time, he also believed that after the death of Buckingham, Legrand no longer had a decent army.

But now it seemed that was not the case.

Although the person who could really be called the Imperial Lion had fallen, the Rose family member who took over the mantle from him inherited the same might as him.

The King looked at the quiet Gulundi heavy cavalry. He reached out and took the spear with the head of Prince Will on it from the knight next to him, and flicked his wrist.

The head drew a long arc in the air, and accurately fell towards Chief Hermóðr.

The heavy cavalry behind Chief Hermóðr shifted, wanting to swing their spear forward. But Chief Hermóðr held up a hand out and stopped them.

The head with blood that had completely condensed fell from the air, rolled on the ground, and finally came to a stop on the grass less than one meter in front of Chief Hermóðr.

Chief Hermóðr looked at the head of his employer, and then looked up to see the King standing opposite from him.

The King had taken off his helmet and the recognizable silver hair of the Rose family hung down on the armor covered in blood, revealing that youthful but expressionless young face under the helmet. The wind rolled his heavy cloak, and at this time, blood could be seen still dripping down from the hems of his cloak.

The King’s pale face was splattered with red blood, and his whole person was shrouded in a kind of aggressive vicious mood.

Separated by a swamp battlefield full of blood and mud, the two sides looked at each other.

Chief Hermóðr narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly laughed, bellowing out laughter that sounded like thunder: “Duke of Buckingham! Good ol’ Duke of Buckingham!”

He should have thought! How could a cub that had grown up under a fierce lion’s guidance be weak!

Chief Hermóðr raised the spear in the direction of the King and the Iron Rose Cavalry, and then turned his horse’s head: “Let’s go!”

At his order the black Gulundi heavy cavalry detoured the bloody and muddy battlefield and withdrew from the area.

Seeing this scene, the knights holding the royal banners high behind the King, hollered: “For the glory of the Rose!”

“For the glory of the Rose!”

Everyone roared together, the sound carried on the wind, and mixed with the scent of blood that filled this place to be echoed far away.

They, won!

Faint cheers could be heard behind.

The warrior caught up with his father in front of him and asked lowly: “Why didn’t we fight?”

The young king and his cavalry were fierce and aggressive, not timid or cowardly at all. But after a brutal battle, whether it was the number of people or amount of energy, they could no longer bear a second round of brutal battles.

“Fight my ass.” Chief Hermóðr slapped his son’s head unceremoniously with a big hand. “The employer is dead, who do you want to fight a free battle for?”

The warrior grimaced and found that he did indeed ask a stupid question.

Chief Hermóðr took his hand back, and he turned to look at the direction of the battlefield: “A new lion…..”

There would always be an opportunity to fight.

Chief Hermóðr thought, retracted his gaze, and drove his horse forward.

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The air was filled with a thick and weird odor.

It was the odor of human blood, the blood of downed horses, burnt flesh…..these various odors were mixed together.

The young slave stood dazed in the center of a pile of dead bodies, holding the sword tightly in his hand. There was a long wound on his shoulder, and it no longer bled at this time.

He climbed out of the pile of bodies.

The Gulundi heavy cavalry killed almost all the reserves who had just become knights. At this time, there were not many people left on the battlefield.

In less than half a day, the adult males in the entire Benz City were buried on this land.

The scene of the Gulundi heavy cavalry cutting through them was still in front of his eyes. Wherever the armored monsters passed, only residual broken limbs on the ground remained. After they left, there was only a dead silence on the grassland.

He stood up and wanted to find several other slaves he was familiar with from the dead.

Corpses were stacked on top of corpses, and the broken limbs were frozen into slabs by the blood. He couldn’t find the others.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes sounded again.

The young slave grabbed the sword with a cold hand, and he turned around.

The Rose Royal flag fluttered in the cold wind, and the King who granted him knighthood on the high platform returned bathed in blood with his cavalry.

The King pulled the reins and looked at the battlefield of the central army. The small number of Iron Rose cavalrymen who he sent to lead this reserve army was not able to survive, and the King saw a bloody flag inserted not far away. Next to the flag, a knight wearing iron armor held the flagpole tightly even in death.

The knights behind him took off their helmets and bowed their heads and mourned.

Some of them closed their eyes and couldn’t bear to look at this scene again.

The King did not close his eyes.

He quietly stared at the battlefield full of corpses. After a while, he lowered his head to see the young slave with the sword. The King recognized him.

The young slave met the King’s eyes directly, neither kneeling nor talking.

The King watched him for a while, then reached out to order a knight to lead a war horse over——the owner of the war horse had died in the battle.

The war horse stopped in front of the young slave, and the King threw a badge with the symbol of the iron rose to the young slave.

He didn’t say anything more, simply turned around, and rushed towards the battlefield where the lieutenant general was located.

The Iron Rose Cavalry silently followed the King, and no one looked at the motionless slave again.

After a long time, the last knight at the back of the cavalry heard the sound of horseshoes behind him. The knight turned his head and saw the young slave ride the war horse over. He wore the iron rose badge on his chest.

The cavalryman slowed down and waited for this new Iron Rose cavalry member to join their ranks.

The knight reached out and patted his shoulder gently.

…………………………

The sky and the earth were all washed in blood, the sky and the earth were covered in white.

After Benz City paid a heavy price in the battle, they finally welcomed a miraculous victory. Along with victory was also heavy sadness.

After the rebels retreated, the people of Benz City opened the gate and started cleaning up the battlefield in accordance with the order of the King. All the corpses were concentrated and burned. It wasn’t that no one was opposed to burning the corpse, but when they arrived at the battlefield, they found that even if the corpses were not cremated, there was no way to distinguish who was their own relatives.

Before the battle, all reserve soldiers were registered in the book, and the names of all the victims would be officially entered into the Iron Rose Cavalry casualty list, and they would enjoy the same treatment that the royal family soldiers would have after sacrificing their lives.

The funeral would be held after seven days, and everyone’s tombstones would be concentrated on a hillside outside the city.

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When the cavalry was resting, waiting for the follow-up army to arrive, the King who had just treated the arrow wound on his shoulder hurriedly entered the prison of Benz City.

When they went to support the right wing army, they captured a general of the rebel army.

The King specifically left the life of the general.

He wanted to know the details of the situation when the Duke of Buckingham was killed.

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Right now, Prince Will could be described as elated.

He saw with his own eyes the Duke of Buckingham and his royal soldiers burned to ashes by the red fire of the war angel in front of him. The greatest fear of his life was gone in that moment——Legrand without the Duke of Buckingham had no one to bring him fear now.

The Gulundi heavy cavalry arrived as scheduled. Out of caution, Prince Will arranged the Gulundi heavy cavalry as the central army to defeat the main force of Legrand’s army.

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When he arrived at the battlefield, Prince Will saw the bloody royal flag fluttering in the middle of Legrand’s central position in the distance——that was where Legrand’s monarch was.

Prince Will had full confidence.

Even the cavalry led by the Duke of Buckingham couldn’t compete with monsters like the Gulundi heavy cavalry, let alone the royal cavalry formed by a young junior at the end of last year? When the Gulundi heavy cavalry rushed into the opposite central army battlefield and started the massacre, causing the young king of Legrand to die under the iron hooves, the rebellion in the Northland would be victorious!

They would even be able to sweep down all the way, carve up the land belonging to the Rose family again as they did a thousand years ago.

The Gulundi heavy cavalry had already launched the charge.

Prince Will also led the main force of the rebel army onto the battlefield——he wanted to tear apart the weak left wing of the Legrandians, and then join the Gulundi heavy cavalry to completely strangle all of Legrand’s forces!

The shadow of Legrand’s cavalry appeared ahead, and the opponent’s army was less than one-third of theirs.

“Kill them!”

Prince Will didn’t pay attention to this low-key left-wing army without any banners——generally speaking, those placed on the left and right wings to hold the formation were all inferior forces, completely uncomparable to them, who were the main force of the rebel army.

The desolate horn echoed in the air at the same time as Prince Will gave the order.

Their enemies and Prince Will’s huge army gave the order to charge at the same time, and the cavalry, which was much smaller than the rebel army, immediately galloped when the horn sounded.

The wind blew from the direction of Legrand’s army, accompanied by galloping horses, the wind lifted the snow on the ground high into the air. The figures of the cavalry were shrouded in a thick fog of snow, and their specific appearance could not be seen clearly, only that the shadows of the horses were becoming faster and faster.

Prince Will suddenly felt that something was wrong——

Ordinary cavalry didn’t have such a fast speed!

As soon as this thought flashed by, the distance between the two sides had already narrowed sharply, and it was too late for him to change the order.

At this moment, among the cavalry who charged head-on with snowflakes sweeping in their wake, hundreds of banners were raised high at the same moment——

The banners were all in scarlet, and iron roses bloomed on the bloody background.

Hundreds of royal banners were unfurled at the same instant, as if a blood-colored fury was spreading across the surface in an instant, bringing with them a huge momentum.

The rebels have too deep a memory of this bloody banner!

A few days ago, the fallen imperial lion charged into their army with such a tide of blood, and started a wanton one sided massacre!

“The Duke of Buckingham?!”

Prince Will almost blurted out, at that moment, those bloody banners seemed to turn into ferocious ghosts in his eyes, howling and biting towards him.

He almost thought that the elation of the previous few days was just a dream, and the Duke of Buckingham made a comeback as a lingering ghost.

However, soon, Prince Will came to his senses.

The Duke of Buckingham was dead! People killed by angels would never appear on the battlefield again!

“Not good! A trap!”

Prince Will realized with a start.

Besides the Duke of Buckingham, there was one other person, a cavalry that would use such a banner——

That was Legrand’s King! The Iron Rose Cavalry that the King just formed last year!

They were tricked!

That bloody royal flag erected in front of the army in Legrand’s central position was just a means to deceive them! Legrand’s real elite was not arranged in the central army at all! The King personally led the Iron Rose Cavalry disguised as a weak left wing, waiting for their attack!

But it was too late to realize this now.

The armies of both sides had already rammed hard against each other.

The iron armor was clanging, and when swords met with each other, blood flew high into the sky almost instantly.

“Kill!”

At the front of the Iron Rose Cavalry was a young knight, and it was he who roared loudly.

The wind scraped across the knight’s helmet, and the icy armor equipped him to become a majestic iron emperor. He rode his horse and was the first to knock away the iron spear of the rebel army. The sword in his hand quickly swung out in arc-shaped crescent moons, and the throats of the enemies standing in front of him were cut mercilessly.

The iron emperor led his army, like a furious lion, cutting into the front line of the rebel army.

In an instant, a bloody and fierce battle broke out!

……………………

On the battlefield, the right front.

“Block! Block!”

The lieutenant general roared, sweating profusely.

With his roar, the longbowmen raised their bows again and began to shoot. The sound of the horn echoed in the valley, and a new massacre began again.

Legrand’s longbowmen were famous all over the world, and they could shoot through chain mail from sixty yards away.

The King allocated all the longbowmen in the vanguard this time to the right-wing army. What they had to do was to use the terrain to firmly stop the rebel light cavalry, and prevent the rebel light cavalry from getting a chance to bypass the battlefield to support Prince Will.

The lieutenant general led the army to dig a triple trench on the hillside on the right side of the battlefield, and inserted sharp wooden stakes deeply into the ground to form a protective line of defense, before finally arranging the longbowmen on the hillside in an echelon from top to bottom, where they shot again and again at the light cavalry who attacked them.

Based on the dense rain of arrows, the lieutenant general successfully held off the first two cavalry charges.

Longbowmen have limited lethality against heavy cavalry, but towards light cavalry, they possessed a lethality that could not be underestimated.

The chain mail of light cavalry was not as thick as that of heavy cavalry, which meant  that they could not face a rain of arrows as easily as heavy cavalry. Instead, light cavalry horses without armed protection were often fatally injured under arrow rain.

The horses fell to the ground from the arrows, and the rebel knights on the horses also fell heavily. Immediately after the rain of arrows fell, the lives of the fallen knights were taken. In addition, many knights were trampled because their horses were injured and struggled frenzily, dying under the horseshoes of their own horse. In an instant, the hillside was dyed red.

The first and second charges were held off.

But it didn’t end there.

Relying on several times more numbers to hold up against the rain of arrows, the rebel army forcibly launched a charge. Relying on the sacrifice of human life, many light cavalry rushed to the slope occupied by Legrand’s right wing, massacring the longbowmen behind the simple bunker.

By this time, there were many casualties on both sides.

After the second charge was suppressed, the rebels retreated briefly to rest.

Seizing this short opportunity, the lieutenant general commanded the soldiers to drag the corpses on the ground and nearby slopes to form a new protective wall to stop the enemy’s third charge.

This was probably the most horrifying defensive wall ever built.

It was piled with the corpses of comrades and enemies. The blood on those corpses was still dripping down, and every head was covered with blood and mud.

The horn sounded loud and clear again.

The lieutenant general pulled the bowstring first, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: “Block them! Stop them with your lives!”

They must resist this charge again and again!

At this time, on the battlefield on their left, the Gulundi heavy cavalry had already rushed into the central army.

Facing the top combat power of the knight age, the group of new knights in the central army simply had no power to fight back. Under the leadership of the Iron Rose knights at the front, the central army retreated by taking advantage of fleeing in disorder, sacrificing hundreds of lives every minute and every second to hold back the footsteps of the Gulundi heavy cavalry and distract them.

After paying so many lives, they would never allow failure!

Their King was now facing the main force of the rebel army on the left flank. Even if they died, they must fight against this group of light cavalry for the King, and buy enough time for the King to kill Prince Will!

As long as Prince Will was dead, this war would be over! Mercenaries without employers would have no reason to join the war, and rebels without their main force and marshal could only be defeated!

So, they must block them!

“Shoot! Shoot!”

The lieutenant general roared, his hands had already been cut with hideous wounds by the bowstring.

The cavalry charged forward under the rain of arrows, and the longbowmen drew their bows under the pressure of galloping horses…..

The battlefield had turned into a huge grinding pan, and both sides were throwing their lives into the flames of war that crushed everything.

……………………

When the Gulundi heavy cavalry chased the retreating central army and raised their slaughtering knives, the battlefield where the King was also fell into a life-and-death battle.

This place had become a huge slaughterhouse.

Corpses were piled on top of each other, and while the living people who had just fallen still had some remaining breaths in them, new corpses were already heavily pressing down over them. The snow field had turned into a swamp, and blood flowed like a river. People and horses were fighting in this bloody river. Both sides clashed in a gridlock.

Human life became the least valuable thing at this time.

The Iron Rose Cavalry, which were like a group of madmen, managed to hold back the main force of the rebel army, which was several times larger than them.

Indeed, the Iron Rose Cavalry led by the King had just been formed less than a year ago, and they were far inferior to the experienced royal family soldiers led by the Duke of Buckingham. But at this moment, the Iron Rose Cavalry were inspired by a kind of frenzy. This fiery and frenzied passion came from their King.

——The King galloped and sprung his sword in the heart of the battle in blood stained armor.

The King fought on the battlefield in person and put his head on the battle with all his soldiers!

Blood splattered all around him, and an arrow shot from the opposite side pierced his shoulder, but he onpy slashed the tail of the arrow with a swing of his sword, ignoring his wounds. No one could stop his footsteps.

When Prince Will withdrew from the fight and noticed this scene, he couldn’t help shivering.

The nightmarish scene decades ago overlapped with the present one.

The young king rode across the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, split the entire battlefield, and charged straight towards him. All the soldiers who stood between the two were beheaded one by one by the King without mercy. He was the most terrifying knight on the entire battlefield. When he swung his long sword, the sticky blood drops on the sword flew out obliquely in a fan-shaped arc.

The same silver hair and blue eyes, the same madness.

The arrogance in generations of the Rose family revived in the young king.

He came bathed in blood, peerless and unstoppable.

“Archers! Archers!”

Prince Will shuddered.

At that moment, he found that the shadow of the Rose family did not disappear with the fall of the Duke of Buckingham, and that it was still firmly shrouded over his head from beginning to end.

This damn family of lunatics!

Prince Will stepped back while ordering the archers to abandon other targets and shoot the King at the center of the battlefield with all their strength. He didn’t dare to fight forward anymore, but shouted and ordered the surrounding shield knights to gather around and protect him.

Even though he was surrounded by thousands of troops, he didn’t have the slightest sense of security.

He could feel that the young king’s gaze was always on him, that cold gaze was like a sharp knife, closely pressed to his neck, ready to cut off his head at any moment.

The battlefield at this time had become extremely bloody.

No one could tell which side had the upper hand, and everyone was fighting fiercely. The archers gathered together, but they didn’t know how to shoot for a while——there were many warriors of the rebel army around the King. They were stuck together, moving and spinning quickly, and it was difficult to lock on a single person.

“Don’t care! Just kill him!”

Prince Will roared.

The archers received the order and no longer hesitated, nodding their arrows and pulling strings towards the approaching war zone.

The iron arrow shot out through the air with a shrill sound.

The rebel knights, who were fighting to protect Prince Will, heard the sound of arrows raining behind them, and subconsciously raised their shields while looking back——only to see the archers under the order of Prince Will, shoot the arrows this way regardless of their lives.

The rebel knights stared wide-eyed.

Some of them opened their mouths in astonishment and wanted to say something, but an arrow pierced through the air and into his mouth, directly piercing through his skull.

The King was at the very center of a siege of rebel knights.

At this time, his enemy became the city wall that blocked the rain of arrows for him. He grabbed a shield and protected most of the rain of arrows, and he also blocked the rest with his long sword.

At this moment, the knights of the rebel army didn’t have the wherewithal to besiege the King any more, and scattered in all directions.

“Your Majesty!”

Three Iron Rose knights with shields galloped through the blood, and they surrounded the King. In the rain of arrows, they protected the King and rushed forward, charging straight to the center of the rebel army——where the big flag with the emblem of a salamander on a white background was fluttering in the wind.

Prince Will was under that flag.

Prince Will realized the King’s intentions and frantically urged the archers to stop the King’s approach.

The remaining Iron Rse knights on the battlefield kept a close distance from the King. At this time, they all abandoned their enemies and gathered together at the risk of being cut by the enemy a few times.

The Iron Rose Cavalry charged again.

This time, the charge penetrated the battlefield between Prince Will and the King in one breath, and successfully sent the King to Prince Will.

Facing the fully armed Iron Rose Cavalry, the archers of the rebel army burst out with unprecedented shooting speed in the face of life and death.

In an instant, arrows rained down.

At this moment, the three shield knights roared and rushed forward to form an indestructible shield wall.

They held up their shields together, and let the arrows from all sides shoot themselves into hedgehogs, creating a chance for the King to make that fatal blow.

Covered by three shields, the King broke through the archer’s line of defense and rushed to the white salamander flag.

Prince Will saw his enemy clearly at this moment.

There was no emotion in his cold blue eyes.

The young king was surrounded by a murderous and bloodthirsty cavalry, and he finally killed his way a path through the mountain of corpses and sea of blood to him. His armor was dyed a dark red color because it was spattered with too much blood. He was a furious emperor who came here to behead his enemy.

Prince Will squeezed out the final order from his throat, calling out to the surrounding shield bearers to protect him.

The shieldmen dutifully inserted the giant shield as tall as a man into the ground, trying to erect an iron wall around Prince Will to stop the charge.

The war horse arrived in front of him in an instant, but the shield bearers did not receive the expected impact.

The moment he rushed to the front of the shield formation, the King let go of the reins and leaped high from the horseback——this was originally a horsemanship skill used to show off on the grassland, but it was now used by the King on the battlefield at this time. His figure was fierce and graceful at that moment, like a goshawk soaring on wide wings, and everyone’s eyes subconsciously followed his figure.

The King changed from one hand holding the sword to two hands in mid-air.

The long sword was raised high, sunlight reflecting off the sharp edge of the sword, and it was as bright as a gorgeous aurora at that moment.

Prince Will had a feeling at that moment.

“No——”

He screamed, frantically wanting to back away, trying to hide. But beside him were the shieldmen who protected him tightly, and he had no way out.

That dazzling light slanted down from mid-air.

A pool of hot blood spurted up high along with the flying head.

The shield bearers couldn’t believe their eyes at all——the King of Legrand killed Prince Will under their heavy protection!

The King landed from the air, breathing heavily and half-kneeling on the chariot where Prince Will was originally, blood dripping down his somewhat chipped helmet.

The shield bearers stood stunned on the spot, but the Iron Rose Cavalry did not stand still.

Taking advantage of the opportunity when the enemy was overly frightened by the killing of Prince Will, the Iron Rose Cavalry broke through the archer’s line of defense. The horses came galloping, violently driving away the shield bearers around the King. Some shield bearers reacted faster and jumped to the side to avoid it, while others reacted slower, and were trampled into new bloody mud by the iron hoofs in a blink of an eye.

The King’s war horse galloped along with them.

It stopped beside the King.

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The King reached out and grabbed the reins, and jumped back onto his horse.

Only when the King mounted his horse did the knights move forward again. The horses galloped, and at the moment when they passed the central flag, the King’s raised sword swung horizontally.

The big salamander flag with a white background was slashed to the ground.

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At the end of January 1433 in the Western Continent, Benz City.

It seemed that snow was about to fall again from the sky. Now was the coldest time of the year. After this month, the glaciers would soon thaw, and spring would spread with new greenery in a short time. The scouts who went out of the city returned one after another, the rebel army had finished resting.

The battle was coming.

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According to the King’s order, the adult men in the entire city of Benz gathered together. The number of people gathered on the first day did not meet the King’s requirements, so the King issued another writ, as long as all the slaves in the city joined the battle, they would be free from the moment they took up arms.

This order was more effective than the previous one, and overnight, many slaves gathered at the place where the weapons were distributed.

A simple high platform was erected on the square of Benz City, which was the largest knight conferring ceremony in Legrand’s history.

The temporarily recruited soldiers gathered in the square, and the sun rose from the clouds and shone on everyone’s faces. The expressions on those faces were full of anxiety, hesitation and fear, but there was also a trace of excitement. In the snow, the swords in their hands and the armor on the people reflected dazzling light.

The lieutenant general looked at the gathered men.

This was the new army that the King could muster in a hurry. Many of them were still slaves yesterday, and most of the other freemen were merchants. Such a group of people would be knighted today. If other countries knew that Legrand used such a group of rabble as knights, it would probably become a big joke, right?

The lieutenant general noticed that in this group of men, those slaves with sunken cheeks were the brightest-eyed ones. They held the sword in their hands tightly, as if they were holding their own lives.

The King ascended the dais.

The Rose family’s signature silver hair was blown by the cold wind, and there was no smile on his face. Now, no longer did anyone pay attention to his too young face when they first saw him. His scarlet cloak fell to the ground, and he was shrouded in the light of the crown, majestic and stern.

The originally noisy crowd quieted, and the people who had just become soldiers looked up at the person they were about to swear allegiance to.

“Whom among you escaped here from other places?”

The King looked down at the people below.

The people looked at each other, most of them were afraid of the majesty of the King.

After a while, a young man squeezed his way out of the crowd and stood before the King. He was extremely thin, and the leather armor on him seemed almost empty, giving him a very strange and incongruous look.

“Very well,” the King said flatly, “and now, brave sir, tell me why you have fled here?”

“They killed my master, they killed my sister,” said the young man hoarsely, a slave. “The town was burned, and we fled here.”

“Did you hear that?”

The cold wind laced the King’s voice with chill, and his icy blue eyes scanned everyone sharply.

“It’s been more than a month, and you know better than I who the people who are about to arrive in Benz City are like. They are merciless thugs, they are eager to break into your homes, plunder your wealth, kill your young children, take your wives, cut off your hands and feet, and pick up your heads to boast.”

In the King’s words, the smell of blood screamed past.

That was all the tragedy that happened in this month-long rebellion. Those burned cities, those people who died painfully after their stomachs were cut open, those hatreds that could no longer tell right from wrong.

“Tell me, is this something you are willing to accept? Are you willing to die?”

The King asked sharply.

“No!” replied the young slave emphatically.

Hatred was burning in his pupils.

The first voice appeared, and the people below began to answer the King’s question, and the voices gradually became one.

Who wanted to die like this? Who wanted their home to be turned into ruins in an instant? Who wanted a loved one to die and be separated from them forever?

“You need to know one thing.” The King’s voice dropped. “My uncle, the Duke of Buckingham, died a week ago, and he died for you. He is a knight of Legrand, protecting any Legrandian is his responsibility, he died for you, that is his glory!”

“Someone once advised me to retreat.”

There was a commotion among the crowd. Everyone knew that once the King and his cavalry retreated, the city of Benz would undoubtedly fall. Panic appeared on people’s faces.

“But I refused.” The King drew out his sword, and he pointed to the north, “My uncle died in battle, so I will take over from him to protect you! They think I don’t have knights, so I will grant the title of knight today to all of you! Take your knives and swords, and you will fight for yourselves, for Legrand, not for me!”

“Kneel down!”

He pointed his sword at the young slave in front of him and shouted sharply.

The young slave looked at the King, then at the crowd under the high platform, and finally knelt down on one knee slowly. Together with the young slave, the crowd finally knelt down on the icy snow all over the ground.

The King stepped forward and put the sword on the shoulder of the young slave.

He looked down at the young slave.

In his eyes, the slave only felt that what was resting on his shoulder was not a cold long sword, but a hot red flame. It was an honor that a slave could never imagine.

“I shall be considered foolish for placing my life in the hands of a pathetic mob held in contempt by the eyes of others.”

The King’s words were resounding.

He put the national sword on the shoulders of the most lowly people, and declared that he would fight by their side. The lieutenant general looked at this scene and felt as if molten lava was bubbling in icy midwinter air, as if  little flames of war had begun surging out. As if an invisible taboo had been broken, the lion’s roar was encompassed in the young king’s deep and powerful words.

“But I believe in you all, today, I will grant you glory, because you were born on this land! Because you will fight for this land!”

“I will bestow upon each of you the title of knight.”

“Tullus!” Called the King, “tell them what a Knight of Legrand is!”

The lieutenant general stepped out in response. He clenched his fist and beat his heart: “Loyalty, bravery, and protection.”

“Loyalty, bravery, and protection.” The King looked down on everyone from a high position, “You should be humble and keep your promises. You should be brave, and defend your country to the death. Legrand’s future is in your hands, you fight for her, and she will also return glory and honor to you. I will stand shoulder to shoulder with you all, and I will also put my life into your hands.”

“From today onwards, you are all part of the Iron Rose Cavalry!”

“Now——”

He drew back his long sword and raised it up high.

“All knights who are willing to fight to protect Legrand, swear! You will fight for Legrand!”

Armors collided, swords clanged, one after another, the “rabble” of the previous second, the imperial knights at this moment, they clench their fists and beat their hearts, their voices gathering together: “Fight for Legrand!”

Fight for Legrand!

The bard played a fervent melody in the square, and he sang in a low voice:

“Legrand, Legrand unmatched anywhere in the world,

On this land,

There are dense forests, meandering rivers, and vast pastures

O’ warriors here, you are free and glorious.”

This was the old Legrand ballad.

Standing silently behind the King, the Iron Rose Cavalry drew their swords, raised them high, and sang in unison with the melody of the harp: “O’ Legrand, let her people cut down the bodies and saddles of the enemy, the dead piled on top of each other, the King and his knights will always be remembered for their prowess!”

“Now——”

The King ordered.

“We leave the city! Prepare for battle!”

The city gate opened.

The Iron Rose Cavalry who had already waited for a long time rode out of the city from the lowered suspension bridge, and the newly conferred knights followed the commander appointed by the King and set foot on the battlefield. All the knights put on bright red smocks, which originally belonged only to the royal family’s soldiers, but at this time, the King distributed this honor to those who had just become knights.

They were the central army.

The bright sky was glaring, and Legrand’s army began to line up.

The battlefield set by the King was a must-pass between the city of Benz and Newcastle——that was, the place where James met the King’s cavalry that day. With such a distance, it was impossible for them to retreat back to Benz City. From the moment the suspension bridge fell, all those who stepped onto the battlefield had no way to retreat.

The army was divided into three divisions, the central army, the left wing, and the right wing.

The Iron Rose Cavalry separated out a small team which became the commander of the new reserve army, leading this army with the largest number to station on the gentlest slope on the road they had to pass. The front row of the Iron Rose Cavalry inserted scarlet royal flags into the snow. The royal flag was unfurled with great momentum.

The right wing concentrated all the longbowmen, led by the lieutenant general and arranged on the hillside on the right side of the battlefield to meet the enemy’s left wing light cavalry. As soon as the right-wing army reached the hillside, it immediately began digging trenches on the hillside, setting as many traps as possible.

The left wing was entirely the Iron Rose Cavalry, led by the King himself. They put down the royal flag and waited low-key on the route the cavalry led by Prince Will himself would arrive.

The battle line had been drawn, and the bloody battle was approaching.

Hot air was blowing from the horse’s nose, and the King’s hand rested on the hilt of his sword.

He stared straight ahead.

It was very cold, so cold that the breath of the war horse turned into a faint white mist. This was the King’s first real war. This war would determine the fate of an entire kingdom…..perhaps the entire world. Because in this war, the King put himself on the table as a bet.

He led the Iron Rose Cavalry to meet the rebel army several times larger than himself.

He might also die.

The knights behind him were wiping their swords and making final preparations before the battle.

The King lowered his head slightly, and saw his own eyes reflected on the sharp sword, and there seemed to be a faint flame burning in the depths of those ice-blue pupils.

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The ground began to shake.

The King raised his head, and on the horizon in front of him, snow could be seen being kicked up, and the salamander banner with a white background appeared in the field of vision. The main force of the rebel army led by Prince Will had arrived.

The King swung his sword, and the penetrating sound of the horn echoed in the cold air. The cavalry held their shields in one hand and leveled their lances in the other.

“Kill!”

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