Hail the King

Chapter 24: The king has the final say

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Damn old man, knowing that I have become a normal person, he still dares to rely on his old man to sell his old man like this, do you want to show off? Are you really not paying attention to Lao Tzu, the king? Okay, if you do the first day of junior high school, then I will do the fifteenth day...

"Are you injured? Hmph!"

Fei snorted coldly: "Pierce, you bring twenty soldiers over now, I don't want to listen to any excuses, bring them over to me immediately, even if they are kidnapped, I have to tie Gejir to the city wall. Anyone who dares to block it will be killed on the spot!"

Fei's voice was cold, and everyone could feel the king's anger and murderous intent.

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Pierce was overjoyed. Such a decisive and majestic king was the type he and his soldiers admired. The white-haired macho agreed excitedly, like a client who had borrowed money from whoring, and turned around with a lewd smile A soldier of the king's guard went down to the city.

"Brooke, you immediately send someone to summon military judge Konka and warden Oleg, and let them go to the city wall to join the battle immediately. If they dare to resist, they will be killed on the spot!"

Sun Fei issued two cold-blooded military orders in a row, obviously to show his prestige.

It was kindness to settle and treat the wounded soldiers yesterday. Today, I took a few nobles who were hiding at home to escape the battle and drove them to kill chickens for monkeys to see. There is no other way, so there is always a way for your own people, right

To fight against the outside world, we must first settle down inside.

Baldy Jiang's once notorious caring strategy is very suitable in Chambord City at this time.

Sure enough, as soon as the two orders came out, the bleak air immediately swept away on the city wall. Fei could clearly feel that after the soldiers heard it, everyone's fighting spirit became high.

At this moment, Angela smiled and walked out from the stone wall of the watchtower.

Little Lori Gemma followed behind, still in a daze, yawning and rubbing her eyes, after looking at Fei, she winked secretly, then shook her pink fist, The expression you know what it means.

Sun Fei chuckled.

After the conversation an hour ago, Fei could feel that the little girl's hostility towards him had completely disappeared.

"Angela, you woke up just in time. I have something very important that I need you to help me with."

Fei was shocked by Angela's lazy and stunning face when he first woke up. He walked over to help his fiancée straighten her slightly messy hair, and said with a smile.

"What's up?"

As soon as she heard that Alexander had something to arrange for herself, the beautiful girl instantly became full of energy. She was afraid that she would not be able to help Alexander at this time. asked with his face raised.

"You and Gemma go and help me invite Uncle Lampard. The battle may start soon. I need him, a master, to sit at the head of the city."

What Sun Fei said was serious.

"I'm going to find Uncle Lampard right now."

Upon hearing that the situation was urgent, Angela pulled Gemma, who was still a little dazed, and left immediately.

"By the way, Angela, after you find Uncle Lampard, don't come to the city wall again. There are still some wounded soldiers who haven't recovered. You and Gemma can help me take care of them. Thank you!"

Fei laughed and shouted behind him.

Angela was stunned.

This girl who is as smart as snow understood Fei's meaning almost instantly - the battle will start soon, the city wall is too dangerous, staying here by herself will not help at all, but will become a burden instead, Alexander is deliberately distracting It was just her. The so-called taking care of the wounded was just a lame excuse.

However, she, who was as smart as snow, did not refute.

Suri Angela really wanted to stay on the city wall to help Alexander, but she also knew that if she really stayed, she would definitely become a burden, so she nodded to show that she knew.

Jima obviously also understood Fei's intentions.

While following Angela, the little girl turned around and gave Fei a thumbs up quietly...

Twenty minutes later.

The mysterious enemy on the other side of the river has already begun to gather. Black infantry phalanxes stepped out of the camp with neat steps. The bright swords shone coldly in the morning light, and the knives and guns stood up like a forest. A plain professional soldier, looking around, a breath-taking murderous aura rushed towards his face.

Fei was standing at the top of the city to observe the movement, when suddenly there was a commotion behind him.

"Don't touch me with your mean dirty hands... Get off, damn it, I'm going to kill you idiot maggots sooner or later!"

A familiar and arrogant voice came.

Fei turned around and saw that it was the dead fat pig Gejill who was tied up by Piers. The fat fat man obviously didn't have the slightest sense of bad luck, and he was still yelling and screaming recklessly.

Fei's pupils shrank suddenly, and his eyes passed over the dead fat pig, focusing on a person behind him.

It was an old man in a red satin gown, about 1.7 meters tall, with a hooked nose, gloomy face, habitually squinting eyes, and a slightly hunchbacked figure, but his walking pace was very steady, gray and white. Her hair was tied up with a pure gold headband inlaid with precious stones, and it was sparse and meticulous.

This old man is quite pretentious, could it be...

Fei was thinking about it, Pierce walked over gleefully, and reported to him with a smile: "Your Majesty, according to your order, I have brought that boy Gejill here..."

Having said that, he pointed to the old man in the red robe with a hunchback and a hooked nose and continued: "However, the herald Bazel is also here."

Sure enough, it was Bazel, the herald who replaced him in Chambord City.

Fei looked up and down at the old man. For some reason, this unattractive old man, who could even be said to be a bit wretched, gave Fei a sense of danger, as if a sullen and dormant poisonous snake stood in front of him.

"Your Majesty, I need an explanation!"

Just as Fei was looking up and down at this wretched old man, the old man suddenly took a few steps forward, and asked Fei aggressively with his hands on his hips: "Your Majesty Alexander, I would like to know what law my son Geerma has violated. You sent someone to tie them to the city wall? Please give me a reasonable explanation!"

Cooperating with Lao Tzu's rather unkind questioning, the son Gejir who was tied up by the soldiers also yelled at Fei, "Alexander, you idiot, hurry up and let these lowly guys let me go..."

Fei Fei smiled coldly.

Playing arrogant in front of Lao Tzu? Compared with Lao Tzu

Fei didn't even look at the red-robed old ghost Bazel, walked up to the dead fat pig without saying a word, and slammed past him without saying a word.

Pa, pa, pa, pa, after a dozen loud slaps, Gejir's face quickly swelled up like an inflated balloon. Fei didn't show any mercy these few times. The barbarian's strength made Gejir directly With blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he passed out.

After finishing all this, Fei walked slowly to the red-robed old man Bazel under the dumbfounded expressions of the people around him, wiped his hands, looked down at him, and said with a smile: "I am the king, am I the king?" Do I need to explain to you what to do?"

overbearing!

Naked domineering.

I don't want to talk too much about it with you, I just want to do this.

The gloomy Bazel was about to go mad.

Such a scene was something he never expected before coming here.

Although I already knew about Alexander's incredible performance in the battle yesterday, and also knew about his "communication" with the God of War to treat injuries, I was more or less prepared for Alexander to return to normal, in fact, he followed here , It has also been fully thought out, so what if the IQ is normal, he doesn't believe that a child under the age of eighteen can still be his opponent

If you can't do martial arts, then you can write texts.

Slowly talk 'reason' with this little guy, playing tricks is his old profession, Bazel is very confident in 'persuading' Alexander, as long as he uses some tricks to deceive this little guy, Chambord City will still be him in the future world.

But—bazel never dreamed that everything he had prepared before would be useless, and that after recovering his IQ, Alexander would become so domineering.

At this moment, he regretted a little.

Judging from the current private rumors in Chambord, the reason why Alexander suddenly became a normal person was because his brain was hit after being shot off the city wall by that arrow, which was a blessing in disguise. What made Bazel a little speechless was that the person who appeared on the city wall with Alexander was himself. Originally, he wanted to borrow a knife to kill people and let this foolish king die in the hands of the enemy. New obstacles emerge.

However, regret flashed by, and Bazel quickly adjusted his mentality.

Although his son's swollen pig-headed face almost made him go crazy, Bazel endured it. The plan must not be disrupted at this point. More importantly, he saw the first man in Chambord City. Master Frank Lampard came from a distance.

"Your Majesty, I apologize to you for my previous rude behavior!"

Bazel quickly adjusted his mentality. He walked up to Fei, paid tribute to the king with a standard etiquette, and then said: "I was too worried about my son just now, and I was too anxious. Please forgive me... But Gejir is already... Well, he is already in a coma, and I'm afraid he won't be able to participate in the next battle, I wonder if we can let him go home to recuperate first?"

"Cultivation? Cultivation for what? Chambord City is facing a catastrophe. As long as it is a man, even if he is about to belch, he will die on the city wall. What is such a minor injury?"

Fei Fei didn't give Bazel any face.

He turned around and gave an order, and a soldier came over with a large bucket of cold water and poured it on Gejir's body mercilessly. The dead fat pig immediately regained consciousness as if it had been stabbed eighteen times, and then struggled desperately and howled. .