Cech and Shevchenko were not angry when they heard Koman's wild words, because the Ajax man in front of him, who was as tall as a mountain and dragged a long knife backwards, was indeed stronger than himself. The two looked at each other and smiled slightly. , and the body moved sideways to make way for a wide gap.
Koman looked back along the gap between the two of them.
When he saw the figure sitting quietly in the big tent, his pupils shrank suddenly.
In the brightly lit tent, a figure is sitting leisurely on a stone chair, holding a thick book whose name cannot be seen, reading it with great interest, with his head slightly lowered, in very casual attire, His thick black hair was scattered behind him like a waterfall, his face could not be seen clearly, he was wearing a loose robe, barefoot, with a lazy demeanor, completely indifferent to the atmosphere of the imminent hand-to-hand combat outside the tent.
Beside this man, there is a strange-shaped giant beast that is more than four meters tall even if it is half squatting. Its strong limbs are as terrifying as huge pillars, and its black mane hangs down like a waterfall, covering most of its head. Behind the mane, you can vaguely see two huge bright eyes exuding undisguised hostility. Bai Sen's sharp serrated teeth seem to be able to tear apart all opponents. His mouth is slightly opened, and a faint The smell of sulfur emanates from it, as if a mouth can spew out hot flames in a second...
If it weren't for this strange beast covered in black and shiny long hair, Coman might have thought that it was actually a vanished ancient dragon. The faint coercion and sulphurous breath were exactly the same as the legendary dragon.
Obviously, the strange roar similar to the barking of a dog just now was made by this monster, and the roar scared more than 400 sand tigers to the point of losing their ability to move.
Coman's heart sank little by little.
He couldn't feel this person's level of strength at all, without the slightest fluctuation of fighting spirit, he was like an ordinary person with different martial arts skills, but it was obviously not something an ordinary person could do to dissipate his full strength in an understatement.
There is only one explanation for this, that is, the opponent's strength has far surpassed what he can understand.
It's dangerous tonight!
As if he had sensed Coman's gaze, the man who had been holding a book and reading quietly raised his head slightly, and a handsome face with vigorous and saber eyebrows flying into his temples appeared in Coman's sight, with a faint smile on his face. With a smile, he said: "Just now you were clamoring to see me, but now that you have met me as you wished, are you willing to kneel down and surrender?"
This handsome and majestic man was naturally His Majesty the King who deliberately put on a show of bravado.
It is natural to be kind in front of your own people, but it is definitely good for your physical and mental health to pretend to be aggressive and unpredictable in front of the enemy. Besides, for Fei, it is the first time to lead the army. Putting on airs.
"Kneel and surrender?"
Coman tightly held the giant scimitar in his hand, took a deep breath to calm himself down, and then smiled slowly: "Ajax people, there have always been only warriors who died in battle, and there were no cowards who surrendered, let alone..."
Having said that, he slowly swept over the tide-like Zenit soldiers around him, and said proudly: "Besides, if we break through with all our heart, we won't be unable to get out."
"Haha, a mere four hundred people dare to attack my vanguard barracks without knowing their life and death, and even rush out?"
Fei Fei shook his head as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, and said with a laugh: "With this king's order, within ten minutes, all four hundred of you, including you, will become bloody corpses. Your heads will be cut off and piled up into mountains, and your corpses will be thrown into the wilderness to be exposed to the sun and let the jackals and scavengers eat them, just like what you have done to my Zenit civilians these days!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Fei's words aroused the anger in the hearts of the soldiers. Five or six thousand Zenit soldiers around roared in unison. They tapped the armor on their bodies with the weapons in their hands, and approached step by step. The sound was surging like a tide, and the murderous aura of iron and blood was overflowing. Zenit's morale was like a rainbow, rushing straight into the sky, and the powerful breath was suffocating.
Fei put down the book in his hands, stood up suddenly, and said with a sneer, "If you don't believe me, you can try it!"
As he got up, a strong bloody murderous aura burst out from his body, and the space around him suddenly seemed to be turned into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Human wailing, as if the red pungent blood rushes like the sea, and it seems that time and space are suddenly placed in the miserable ancient battlefield with bloodshed and sculls, lingering in death.
It's terrible... momentum!
Coman only felt that an irresistible aura suddenly pressed on his body, as if tens of thousands of mountains were pressing on his back at the same time, his body almost subconsciously launched an instinctive resistance, and his bones There was a crackling sound, creaking, as if everything was broken.
Suddenly, Coman knew he was wrong.
So wrong.
The man in front of him was right, not to mention that he ordered six thousand elite Zenit soldiers to attack together, if this man in front of him attacked alone, none of the 400 black torrents under his command could escape.
This terrifying opponent, just by erupting his aura, has already made him, a seven-star warrior, unable to stand still.
"You... who the hell are...?"
Supporting his body with difficulty with a giant scimitar, Coman asked bitterly.
"My king, the king of shampoo, Alexander!"
"It turns out... so it's... it's you, I... I've heard of you, I was wrong... you really... really... poof!"
The pressure on his body made Coman speak intermittently, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't hold on any longer, and his knees had already bent down.
"Throw away your weapons and kneel down to beg for mercy. This king will spare you today and let the four hundred knights under your command leave alive."
Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, and a strange arc was drawn at the corner of his mouth.
"This is impossible!"
Coman supported his body with difficulty, and denied it: "Ajax fighters, they will never... will not kneel to you... They are all... the most heroic... fighters!"
"Yeah, they're all valiant fighters..."
Fei's eyes flicked over the tense and frightened faces of the Ajax cavalrymen, and he sighed: "As far as I know, the task they received was to clean up the surrounding areas of Double Flag City, which is a very easy task. , does not include the attack on the Zenit Vanguard Corps. Unfortunately, they met a stupid and arrogant commander. It is your stupidity that ruined four hundred brave soldiers. It is your great feat that put them in danger, their wives, children and parents You will suffer forever because of your decision... Now, you still have a chance to redeem your mistakes. As long as you throw away your weapons and gently bend your proud knees, you can save four hundred heroic Ajax fighters. More than 400 Ajax families can be spared the pain of family destruction, why not? Do you want them to die because of your stupidity and ignorant pride?"
Fei's voice sounded like the devil's temptation, resounding in the ears of every Ajax cavalryman, stirring the heartstrings deep in their hearts.
"No! You devil, you..."
Coman spat out a mouthful of blood.
He understands the significance of this battle better than anyone else.
This is the first real confrontation between the armies of the two sides.
Originally, Bennman fantasized that he could kill the commander of the Zenit Vanguard Army in one fell swoop and win the first war for the Ajax Empire, which would have the effect of boosting the morale of the imperial army, but since he miscalculated the form, he could not do it At this point, even if all four hundred people died in battle and became an example of the unyielding soldiers of the empire, he would never bow his knees and surrender.
If he chooses to kneel today, he will lose not only his own glory.
It is also the proud heart of the entire Ajax empire that has been dormant for more than 20 years and is about to rise.
If he knelt down, the entire imperial family and military would be ashamed. This would be an unbearable blow to the Ajax people who were trying to rise, and it would be a devastating subversion to the morale of the imperial soldiers.
This Zenit commander in front of him is so terrifying and vicious!
At this moment, Koeman suddenly regretted it.
I completely regret it.
Even if he knew before that he was being duped and besieged, even if he knew that there were masters in the Zenit formation, even if he knew that the enemy in front of him was not something he could defeat, even if he knew that no one in his party of more than 400 people could go back alive, Even... Even if the situation tonight is a hundred times more dangerous, Coman will not regret it.
But now, he really regretted it.
The enemy in front of him is too terrifying, so vicious and scheming.
A mistake of underestimating the enemy will become a shame that the soldiers of the Ajax Empire cannot wash away under the operation of this terrible opponent.
King Chambord Alexander, the name Coman has heard of. The Ajax people have their own intelligence system, and they have been paying attention to the movements of the Zenit people. The object of constant attention, King Chambord Alexander, who is known as the number one master of Zenit's 250 dependent countries, naturally also appeared on Ajax's intelligence letterhead.
King Chambord, Alexander, is the king of a dependent country who is called by some intelligence personnel to be a genius-level figure that is rare in a century.
Originally, Coman scoffed at this.
What genius can be found in the king of a small tributary state
This world has never been fair. Almost all real geniuses are born under the background of real super nobles, royal families, and big chaebols. Only these superpowers can cultivate a genius. Annihilated under harsh conditions, what level of genius can a small Zenit sixth-class dependent country produce