Seeing this scene, the two commanders at the east gate and north gate were covered in cold sweat. They never thought that the fourth prince would be so bold as to use the city defense magic crossbow to deal with his own people. Could it be that he is crazy? What a madman! Fortunately, he was not Granero, otherwise he would fall into a scheme, and life and death would be out of his control.
"Now as long as you kneel down and kowtow to the prince to admit your mistake, I don't have to kill you."
The fourth prince has everything under control, with a vicious and aggressive expression on his face.
Granero turned around, looked at Christo like an idiot, and sneered: "If a stupid pig like you hadn't been born in the royal family, he would have starved to death by the side of the road long ago. It's ridiculous, you Do you still want to inherit the throne? You can do everything, what are you fighting against the God of War? Then what are you fighting against His Royal Highness the Second Prince? I am standing here today, give an order and try to see if you can shoot me! "
[Red Beard]I've never been so angry like tonight.
For a long time, although he was one of the most trusted arms of the second prince Dominguez, and he was regarded as a high-ranking authority, he was always extremely low-key, cautious, and thoughtful. She doesn't show her emotions at all, she doesn't show her emotions or anger, but today she seems to be a different person.
He really hated the face of the fourth prince, making jokes about the defense of the imperial capital and the safety of tens of millions of people in the imperial capital. This is something that only stupid pigs and lunatics can do.
"You... well, insulting the royal family with words and not looking at His Majesty, what if I kill you tonight? You are looking for death yourself, kill him for me, kill him!"
The fourth prince, Christo, was furious and ordered the soldiers to shoot arrows loudly.
Creak creak—the sound of the bow string being tense, as if beating on everyone's heart, it was frightening. I didn't expect the matter to turn to this level. The fourth prince actually wanted to shoot and kill the general
"The weapons in Chambord City are not used to kill your own people."
At this moment, a peaceful but undeniable voice sounded in everyone's ears.
A tall figure slowly stood up from behind Granero, wearing tight black leather armor, carrying a huge black sword behind him, and a head of fiery red hair fluttering in the night wind like dancing flames.
He stood there, calm and collected.
But the crossbowmen never dared to let go of the bowstring in their hands.
The faces of the fourth prince, Christo, and his cronies changed even more, because they recognized the man in front of them—Frank Lampard, the quasi-polar strongman from Chambord City, the golden lion Frank Lampard, a semi-god-level strong man who can fight with the people of Barcelona. The terrifying existence of equal resistance, for such a strong man, the dragon-shooting magic crossbow is just a joke, and it is not in their eyes at all.
Moreover, Lampard walked out from behind [Red Beard] Granero, apparently fully demonstrating his force field.
He is with Granero.
This is not difficult to explain.
Because everyone in the imperial capital knows that the relationship between King Chambord Alexander and several princes is different. He was extremely at odds with the first prince in the early days, but later the relationship eased, and the relationship with the second prince Dominguez has always been very harmonious, because The reason for Paris, the coquettish witch, can even be said to be harmony. As the beloved general of Chambord King Alexander, the golden lion Lampard stood on Granero's side, which was originally reasonable.
Now that the quasi-extreme powerhouse showed up, everything that the fourth prince, Christo, planned tonight would be in vain.
His face was extremely ugly, he coughed in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "So... it turns out that Mr. Lampard is also here... It's really... surprising!"
Although Lampard is just a warrior of a subordinate country, but in this world where strength is the most important, the status of a quasi-polar powerhouse is definitely far higher than that of an empire king, so he naturally dare not be presumptuous.
Who knows that Lampard doesn't even look at him.
"Don't point the weapons produced in Chambord City at your own compatriots."
After saying a word, Lampard, Granero and the others turned and left. Hundreds of soldiers slammed out of the way automatically. No one dared to block the footsteps of a quasi-polar strongman.]The star warriors dared not point the arrow cluster at this group of people at all, until Granero and others disappeared at the corner of the city wall in the distance, everyone dared to show their atmosphere.
"damn it… "
The fourth prince, Christo, was full of anger and didn't know how to vent it, so he even cursed in public.
"Your Highness, this Lampard is really too arrogant. He is so arrogant in front of you. It is really time to send the judgment knight of the Knights Palace to send him to the black prison for punishment..."
The middle-aged officer who was so stared at by Granero before did not dare to let go flattered him.
Snapped!
Krystal slapped him and scolded angrily: "Your mother's pig's head, your head is full of shit, why do you think about things, you are a fucking quasi-extreme powerhouse With the backing of a demigod like King Chambord, how dare the Palace of Knights punish him? Those knights who ruled against King Chambord offended King Chambord in the early years, and now they all behave with their tails between their legs, how dare they make things difficult for King Chambord?"
A series of unmannered cursing, venting the anger in his heart to his heart's content, the fourth prince completely lost his composure.
The people around were secretly disdainful, and they were even more sure that the Fourth Prince was a mediocre person with a higher heart than paper, but he didn't dare to say anything on the surface...
"This is the brilliance of the Mushnikov brothers. He was hunted all the way back then, knowing that the enemy would find himself and his children sooner or later, so he sneaked into the royal palace of Chambord and secretly exchanged the third prince. King Chambord’s own son, who had not spoken for a day, took the child to hide in the endless forest for a few days, then deliberately exposed his whereabouts, was discovered by the enemy, and was killed by those people along with the child.”
Emperor Yassin said slightly apologetically and guiltily: "The enemy thought that the grass had been wiped out, so naturally they would not investigate again, and the third prince was saved because of this, but in this way, I really feel sorry for the old king of Chambord City. , killed his youngest son.”
Only then did Akinfeev understand, and sighed: "There is no other way to do it. The blame is only on those damned enemies. They are too cruel and vicious. Speaking of which, let the dignified third prince of the empire be the whole second son of the old king." Having a son in name for ten years can be regarded as compensation for him."
"Having said that, it is a life after all. My child is life, and so are other people's children."
Emperor Yaxin shook his head: "I have always owed too much to the old King Chambord, so I have always taken good care of this small country."