Chapter 432 [The Death of a Man] (V)

The subordinate also changed his expression. He looked up and saw that his commander was staring at him with a bright look. The officer made a move and immediately understood. A trace of light flashed in his eyes and was about to answer...

"Sir! There are troops under the banner of Byzantine coming towards us! The number of people is around 2,000!"

A sudden report from the front immediately dispelled the last thought in Gislunt's heart.

He frowned and looked into the distance. He saw that at the end of the street square in the distance, a Byzantine army slowly came, the whole army was full of murderous aura and was on guard! He did not hold back the bowstrings and the sword in his hand, and he actually looked like a fight. The whole army slowly pushed over along the street!

The two sides were almost in contact, and the other party had just slapped the flag. A dark horse slowly walked up, and a burly figure came. From a distance, a hoarse and familiar voice could be heard.

"Adric of the Byzantine Empire is here, and the Rantis friendly forces in front of him, who is the leader?"

When Gislunt heard this, he sighed in his heart: "What a pity... why did this guy come so urgently? Alas, I missed the opportunity."

He immediately cheered up and walked up, then laughed loudly and said, "Adric? You guy, really, aren't dead!"

After saying that, he whispered to the subordinate beside him who was already murderous intent, sighed softly, and said with a smile: "Forget it, if you miss the opportunity, you missed it. I didn't expect this scarface to come so quickly... Hehe! It's the sky is endless and he is Byzantine."

While shaking his head, Gislund had already stepped out of the crowd and strided to the front of the team.

At this moment, in the square outside the palace, the Lantis army was at the intersection of a street, and crossed the square opposite, and the Byzantine army was.

Adrick sat on the war horse - he had been seriously injured. After suffering for several days, he was afraid that the last trace of energy in his body had been squeezed out. Although the reinforcements of Landis who had been waiting for many days at this moment arrived, Adrick's expression and eyes were more nervous and solemn than the day before yesterday!

Although his eyes were dark due to many injuries and suffering from his body, he was still sitting on the horse's back with high spirits, and even his waist was still straight.

Behind him, naturally, there were elite soldiers who had been brought from Arc de Triomphe for the rest of his life. When El Salvador finally brought his men to retreat, almost all the defenders at Arc de Triomphe had been reunited. The troops of seven or eight thousand people had suffered more than half of their casualties. In the war in the cold weapon era, such a casualty ratio should have been dispersed. It was up to him, the last famous general of the empire, to support it.

Once El Salvador retreated, Adrick was not relieved. He immediately realized that the current situation would become more sensitive, more subtle, and more dangerous!!

Almost immediately, he ordered the entire army to jump out of the camp without hesitation, but instead entangled the El Salvador's troops all the way. At the first glance, he naturally wanted to buy time at the last moment and prevent El Salvador from joining forces with Hughes and making a last-minute attempt. On the other hand, the thoughts in his heart could not be explained to outsiders!

The palace! You must rush to the palace as soon as possible!!

Although the Landis were reinforcements, such allies may not be reliable! At this moment, the Byzantine Empire is at its end, and it is difficult to guarantee these allies... they may not have the intention of a jackal!

The remnants behind him have been fighting hard for days, hunger, fatigue, casualties and almost crushed the team to the verge of collapse.

However, Adrick still forced the team out, fought with El Salvador's back team along the way, and then rushed to the palace in a life-threatening manner... Sure enough, he and the Landis arrived just by stepping forward and back.

And his concerns were indeed reasonable... Adric himself didn't know that if he had come a while later, he would have been afraid that Gislund, the opposite side would have really thought!

The people brought by Adrick have been fighting hard for many days. At this moment, the two thousand-year-old soldiers were still standing on the long street behind him, with bows and strings and swords in his hand, making it clear that he was about to fight desperately at any time, but Adrick did it deliberately.

Of course, no one really doubted Adrick's intentions with many soldiers and generals. Even though the rebels had withdrawn, they still ordered the entire army to act like a warning. Most people only think that the commander was to prevent the rebels from counterattacking. Even if some of them had a more flexible mind and a sharp sense of smell, the gap was a bit unusual, and naturally they would not really express such thoughts in public.

Gislunt stood in the distance, looking at Adrick himself and the soldiers behind him.

Gislund's experience in his ranks, it is naturally not difficult to see that the Byzantine army opposite him has almost reached a desperate situation. From soldiers to generals, all of them are scarred, soldiers are exhausted, with heavy casualties, untidy clothing and armor, incomplete flags, and everyone is tired and covered in blood.

However, he was still able to act alert and set up the formation. Even Adrick and Gislunt, who were in front of him, could see the other party's weakness at a glance. Even if Adrick tried his best to cheer up, his injuries were quite as good as those of a smart person like Gislunt.

For a moment, even Gislent himself was shaken!

(Adric is at his weakest time now. The remnant army behind him has squeezed out all his energy and looks crooked. I am afraid that he will fall down with a slight poke... If he suddenly attacks at this time, maybe... with just one charge, he can completely annihilate the opponent's team... maybe, just one charge... maybe!)

Such a great temptation is enough to make the commander like Gislunt's heart beat faster and his mouth is dry.

Defeat Adrick's army in one fell swoop, kill the pillar of the Byzantine Empire, and kill Adrick, which is a famous general who can leave a place in history books, and then set a capital of a country. As long as you swing your army, the already shaky palace gate will probably not be able to stop the Lantis elite behind you! The emperor in the palace can firmly grasp it...

Kill the strongest general of a country, set up the capital of a country, and capture the emperor of a country... Such great achievements are only a name that is kept in history books. Even if it takes another hundred and a thousand years, people will not forget the names "Gislent" and "Son of the Storm"!

With the hundreds of years of history of the Landis Kingdom, except for the founding fathers, I am afraid that no one can match his martial arts!

Perhaps... I just need to make a decision by myself.

Maybe, just a charge!!

Such a great temptation, Gislunt's eyes were really shaken after a while!

Until the opposite side, Adrick, who was sitting on the horse, seemed to have noticed the strange silence of the "Son of the Storm" opposite, and immediately shot a sharp sword-like look...

"Haha...it's really exciting."

Gislunt licked his lips, took a deep breath, and his eyes finally returned to a bright light.

The temptation is indeed great, but... I can't move myself!

Really... I can't move.

Kill Adrick, destroy the remnant army in front of him, and then rush into the palace... The comparison of his strength at this moment may be really possible.

But what afterwards?

There are more than 100,000 rebels inside and outside the city. If they really do this, I am afraid that the guys El Salvador and Hughes will laugh so hard that they can't even close their mouths. If they turn against the Byzantine Empire at this moment, then the next overall strategy will be gone!

The "legal principle" of Lantis's troops will no longer exist! Not to mention whether he can catch the Garcia Emperor, even if he catches it, he will not be able to use such a method to control the remaining power of the Byzantine Empire. At that time... if the emperor's banner is lost, the local forces in various parts of Byzantine will collapse completely... and turn into a mess, which will not benefit him at all! The only big and small ones are those rebels!

After all, I...Landis's side is an "outsider" after all!

Unless Lantis has made up his mind to take the stance of a full-scale war, mobilizes the whole country, and all the troops will be pulled out, make up their minds to fight a war with the goal of completely extermination of the Byzantine Empire...

But, can you really afford to fight now?

Byzantium now has rebels inside and Odin outside! If the royal family really destroys it, it will be impossible for one side to swallow such an empire!

Gislunt knew very well that from top to bottom, the conclusion of this war had already been made: it was impossible to eat this empire at once! In this war, the only purpose of his country's participation in the war was to gain enough benefits! However, this premise must ensure that the royal family of the Byzantine Empire continues to exist.

Gentle, gentle, Gislunt let go of his fists that had been clenched unknowingly, and then exhaled, as if he had relieved all the heat that had just risen in his heart.

Finally, a smile appeared on his face again, and he quickly ran to the front, spread his arms, indicating that he was not holding a sword in his hand. Facing Adrick's sharp eyes, Gislund laughed in a loud voice: "Hey, Scarface, I'll lead the army, you're so murderous intent, that's how you welcome allies? Hahahaha..."

As he said that, without hesitation, he left the team behind him alone and walked up the square.

Opposite, Adrick sat on the horse's back, watching Gislund finally come out, and the general finally breathed a sigh of relief.

(Gislent, after all, is still Gislent. If he changes to a short-sighted guy, he will be really dangerous.)

Adrick snorted. He didn't ride his horse forward, because of the war horse under his crotch. At this moment, he was afraid that he would not be able to run for a few steps.

"The Imperial City Guards again, I led my troops to guard His Majesty the Emperor of the Billy Kingdom. Since your troops are a guest army, please retreat a little and do not offend the imperial city."

Adrick threw these words coldly over.

This was very rude, but the smile on Gislunt's face did not diminish in half. He immediately turned his head and deliberately shouted in a voice that could be heard from the opposite side: "Send the order, the entire army will retreat two hundred steps! Without my order, no one is allowed to step into the square."

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The Landis lined up silently and retreated. The laughing Gislunt had no intention of going forward to speak, but turned his head and left. Before leaving, he threw a meaningful look, and it seemed that he had thrown a sentence from afar.

"Adric, you will be able to survive the imperial capital this time. You are very successful in your contributions. After the war, I am afraid that the general will be the leader of the Byzantine army in the future. I will congratulate you again."

Faced with such words, Adrick did not make any statement, but just looked at the other party coldly, watching the dark Lantis team completely withdraw from the street, leaving only dozens of checkpoints on the street from afar.

Adrick then turned over and got off the horse. The two guards around him came up to support him in a hidden manner. The always tough general did not refuse anymore - he could hardly even walk.

More than two thousand remaining troops stepped forward and occupied the square in front of the palace.

Hughes took the people away very simply, and even the tents and camps left before were not cleaned up. Two thousand people were stationed around the square, still taking a full alert attitude.

It was not until this time that the door of the palace, which was already covered with blood and fire, finally slowly opened.

Several generals covered in blood, one of them stood up, holding an imperial eagle-headed flag in his hand, and when he saw Adrick's figure from afar, the general suddenly knelt down.

When he raised his head, his face was covered in blood, his forehead was covered with gauze and his eyes were wrapped in it.

Adrick was helped in front of him, and the general kneeling on the ground suddenly burst into tears in his eyes.

Tears and blood on their faces were mixed together and rolled down.

"General...we, guard!"

Adrick recognized this man as a flag-holder among the city guards and a general who was usually quite brave. At this moment, he was obviously blind and knelt there, but his body kept trembling.

Adrick took a deep breath, glanced at the man, and said in a deep voice: "Where is Span?"

...There was no answer, and the few people in front of him were silent like death.

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When Adrick saw General Span, the general sat on the palace tower. He was holding a knife in his hand, tightly holding it, and the joints of his fingers were stretched white.

Span's lips were slightly growing, and he sat on the ground, leaning his back against the wall. The wounds on his body and blood had not dried yet, and the armor leaves on his chest had already been turned open, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

His face was gone, and he thought it had been wiped clean, his eyes were open and he refused to close it.

...Span is dead.

Death is absolutely terrible, and death is very sad.

I saw the most difficult time, and it seemed as if I was about to see the sunshine of dawn, but Span...he was dead.

He died at the last moment before dawn.

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Adrick stood in front of Span's body, quietly looked at his colleague, the Imperial General who had fought side by side with him for more than half a year, and the general who had achieved nothing before when he was middle-aged, but had stood up and turned the tide in this war of patriotism.

Some of the officers and generals in the city guards were crying in a low voice, while others were speechless.

Only the officer who lost one eye spoke in a low voice.
To be continued...