"Well, sorry, Edward, I need to discuss with you ministers before deciding on your territory and the replenishment of the army, but..."
"No, so far, this is enough. You know I'm not interested in things like territory, your highness." Edward said: "Just assign the soldiers I led this time to me directly, and,
During this operation, a large number of soldiers sacrificed their lives for the country. I have brought back the bodies. I hope to give them a funeral that suits the heroic status. As for the remaining half, I hope to take their families as
My entourage migrated to my territory. Also, this time they suffered great damage from their hard battles and were no longer suitable for staying on the battlefield. I hope they can set off on their way back and return to my territory to rest."
"This should not be a problem. But this is not enough. Edward, you have brought us back the territory of six cities. Such achievements..." The urgency in Edward's tone made Strand stunned. He was not
He didn't notice Edward's impatience, but obviously, the feeling of excitement in his heart made him not want to end the conversation in a hurry: "I think at least it should be given to you..."
"Then thank you for your gift."
Edward bowed his head slightly and interrupted him with a simple etiquette.
The rising jealousy around him burned like a fire, which made the psychic warlock quite impatient. Moreover, all he thought about Guan Nad in his mind, so he was not in the mood to argue here.
But obviously, under this situation, some people really want to have a fight with him.
"His Excellency Viscount Vincent, please pay attention to your words and deeds and interrupt the prince's...the admonition is this a nobleman. Should a wizard obey?" A middle-aged nobleman sitting on the left side of the prince.
Open the mouth.
His position was side by side with the Duke of Greenland on the side. However, unlike the Duke who had been in the military camp who had always been armored as a costume, he wore a green coat with complex gold thread patterns and family badges embroidered on it. He was the nobles.
The style I like most to show my identity is only equipped with a breastplate under it. The smooth carapace is as bright as a mirror and has exquisite magic patterns. It's just like this gorgeous, overly defensive carapace,
His pale and thin face never looked like a person who was destined to be a battlefield.
The middle-aged man touched the beautifully trimmed beard on his jaw. However, his raised voice and stern tone were enough to guide everyone's eyes to him in an instant: "Are you planning to guide His Royal Highness the Prince?
?Vissoc? You..."
"That's because what I'm going to say next is much more important than rewards or something."
Edward sneered and interrupted his speech directly - he looked at the idiot who dared to speak at this time without hesitation, and regarded the gorgeous duke's family emblem on his coat as nothing: "And.
The reason. It made you feel that His Highness the Prince can give me a warning? What made you think I can't guide him what should I do? Or, you don't know what the title of His Highness the Prince's teaching means? OK,
I will explain it briefly, which means that I can give him any teaching and have the identity of a teacher equivalent to him. Are you satisfied with this? Your Excellency, who I don’t know yet?”
"You..." The middle-aged man's voice stopped and then frowned in anger! But after his lips opened and closed, he found that he really had no reason to be angry.
In fact, he did not remember the title of this hateful little devil in front of him... Although it was personally enthroned by His Majesty Three. But now that His Majesty was unable to be in charge of the emperor due to illness, Prince Stran is already a de facto.
His Majesty the King, the title of this coach should have been cancelled long ago—
His Majesty the King is the representative of the entire kingdom. He is an absolutely supreme being, of course, without need or instructed.
But the problem is that now, this title has not been cancelled yet - so the person in front of him does have the identity and right to teach Prince Stiran. At least before that highness ascends the throne and becomes emperor, he can only rely on His Majesty the King to help him.
Only by the name of the teacher can the title be removed.
Edward's eyes flashed over the Duke, who should be the leader of the Blackwood family, and spoke seriously:
"In this infiltration operation, I encountered three legions of the imperial electorate who were preparing to reinforce the front battlefield, the Ice Wind Bear, the Scarlet Flame and the Withering White Phoenix. After the fierce battle, I wiped out several of them.
A hundred people, but there are at least two thousand left. Now they have begun to gather, and it is only a hundred miles away from here. I think everyone here should have heard of the combat effectiveness of the imperial imperial election legion.
, Among you, do anyone think this is not a military intelligence worth discussing first?"
"Three emperors elected marquis? Three thousand men?"
As expected, this heavy remark immediately caused an uproar.
"Edward, are you serious?" Strand cried out, and at the same time, the prince stood up and almost rushed over to hug his friend-fortunately the table in front of him played a role, using the impact
Some pain prevented him from exposing his identity: "You mean, have you repelled the imperial Electoral Legion of the Empire? Lord Edward?" He calmed down and said tremblingly.
"Please wait a moment, Your Highness."
Naturally, before Edward spoke, the Duke who had just been shocked and hit, first questioned: "This matter is probably still to be confirmed, right? The three thousand people of the imperial electoral army?" He glanced at his heart.
The warlock, full of contempt in his sneer: "Has the imperial elected legion of the empire already had that size? If they really had such a legion, how could they choose to fight us yesterday?"
This is undoubtedly a question that everyone knows.
So, everyone's eyes were focused on the black robe at this moment, with doubts without exception.
What is the concept of the three thousand people in the Emperor's Election Army? At that time, Fei Yan, the Emperor's Election Army, had already allowed the Imperials to break through the defense of High Manchester City, and directly break the peace that had lasted for a hundred years! That was the local thousands
The elite border defenders rely on the city walls to defend against enemies!
Has the three thousand people stopped the Emperor's Election Army? Just this little devil, and the teams under his command that are not even second-rate? How credible can such a thing be?
"This matter, I, and the five city lords here, can be proved for Viscount Edward."
For this question, Edward just curled a cold curve at the corner of his mouth. In fact, there was no need for him to answer. The few empires who had just been recognized could not wait to show their presence.
: "Please forgive me for being rude. Your Highness, I can swear in the name of the gods, what Viscount Edward Vincent just said is true."
"There are nine emperors in the empire, and seven of them have the ability to establish legions, and each legion can have ten thousand troops. These are the more realistic parts recorded in the history of the great... empire."
As the former highest rank among the six people, Sifse naturally controlled the say. The fat baron's priest coughed and explained in detail: "In the near future, the reorganized legion of the empire has a thousand people.
The scale of the left and right, the legions of the battlefield have been cultivated in total. In fact, it was the efforts of His Excellency Viscount Edward Vincent and his subordinates. These three legions did not join the decisive battle that happened yesterday. With their own efforts, they did not
The affected short-distance teleportation ability can quickly join the battle within a hundred miles. In fact, this short-distance raid is also one of the best tactics they are good at."
The marquis obviously had a sense of sensitivity that was completely opposite to her appearance. Although she didn't know why the high-level nobles of Tuminis gathered here dared to act so contemptuously towards a strong man whose ability exceeded that of the ** teacher.
I immediately seized this opportunity to please the latter and firmly revealed Edward's achievements.
As the baron finished speaking, a needle could be heard in the huge military tent.
Everyone was turning their eyes and exchanging eyes with the people around them. They also saw their own shock in their eyes - if what this imperial captor said was true, then wouldn't it mean that the game they just won
The fundamental reason for the battle and victory was entirely created by the little devil in front of him... the Viscount?
This is really unacceptable.
"Ahem, the army of the empire has just been completely defeated by us. With these more than two thousand people, the Duke of Greenland and General Pyrenees, do you think... can they have the strength to gather those defeated soldiers again?"
After the silence lasted for a while, the Duke of Blackwood finally barely spoke. His eyes were on the Duke of Greenland and the Old General beside him for a while, but the two of the latter obviously did not agree with him at all, so he could only
He tried to shift the center of the topic away reluctantly and clumsyly. "Well, even if they can, they are only more than 10,000 remnants who have lost all military equipment. What kind of powerful threat can they pose to us?"
However, when the voice fell, he noticed that the six imperial men were looking at him with a strange look at him... mixed with doubts and pity, as if they were watching a foolish child.
"Okay, yourselves." After a pause, Sifus spoke: "Because Tesla, one of the third divisions of the Empire, has also participated in the war, the Empire... all the combat power of the Empire people
, it is likely that it will be fully mobilized in a very short time."
"Tesla* Division participated in the battle?"
This time, even the Duke of Greenland, who had been absent-minded, could not help but speak: "Is this news true? Lord Edward?"
"really."
Edward sighed, and he looked around and found that he was too lazy to talk nonsense to these guys anymore, so he was going to throw all the situation directly to them. As for how the idiots in front of him decide, then he doesn't care about him.
: "But one good news is that if you are lucky, Tesla is dead..."
"What?"
The continuous news hit everyone's mind like a heavy hammer, smashing all their thinking abilities together. Everyone seemed to be able to stare at this time and use different forms.
All kinds of surprises come to face everything in front of you.
"Die? A ** Master?" The deadly silence continued with an hourglass scale. The Duke of Blackwood finally spoke in a trembling voice, his voice sharp as if it was a clumsy drama: "You...
You're just talking nonsense!"
"Sorry, I am not good at speaking. But the few people here are just witnesses. You can ask them about the details. Of course, I really don't guarantee that he is really dead. A ** teacher can die
There are many ways to resurrection, but it is precisely because of this that I need you to think about a question. If he has not died, do you think the victory in front of you can really guarantee the smooth progress of the march?"
After saying this, he bowed slightly and turned away from the group of people who were as dull as wood sculptures and clay sculptures.
...
What expression would those guys look like when they asked everything from the mouths of several imperial captives? What kind of status would these successive achievements give them? Edward had already left them out of the camp
It's behind the head.
Because just now, a delicate battle hammer smashed heavily into his forehead with the sound of wind!
The sudden attack almost succeeded. Edward suddenly pulled back and gathered his strength at the same time. Finally, when the hammer was a few inches away from his head, he blocked it in the air!
However, he frowned and dissipated the second spiritual energy that had been habitually condensed, and just spoke slowly.
"Because I'm angry!" the little girl shouted, looking a little bit angry: "This is a punishment for you!" She screamed, and she waved the nail hammer in her hand and made a thunderous look.
. He smashed Edward mercilessly!
"Don't mess around!" Edward frowned and scolded softly. The invisible spiritual power came from all directions, wrapping the girl's hands and feet, then stretched out her hand to hold her arm, hugged her horizontally in her arms, and went to the front of her arms.
His own tabernacle went.
"Let me go, didn't you say you could come back in three or two days? It took more than ten days to run! Moreover, I caused such a big disaster!"
The little girl bit her lip and screamed relentlessly, reaching out to grab his face, but the invisible mind control power then tied up her hand. Although she immediately began to struggle hard, how could she be able to defeat the spiritual wizard.
The spiritual power? In desperation, she could only curse "bad guy! Bastard, stinky guy! The goddess said, are you going to trouble Lansendall? You idiot, are you desperate? You... in any case
I will beat you to death first, so I don’t have to worry about you, a bastard…”
For a moment, the psychic warlock couldn't help but feel a little amused.
He really didn't consider whether someone would really worry about him...or that in the more than ten years after coming to this world, he had almost forgotten that he had worried about others, or the feeling of others' concern.
"Your actions this time are really meaningless, just simple stupidity! What do you think the god is? I have told you a long time ago that even the God of Dawn is a human god, at least it is one of the few in this world who owns it.
One of the gods of the highest power is not inferior to His Majesty the Spider Queen. You actually chose to provoke him head-on. This is no longer reckless, but stupid! I thought you were different from those ordinary men, but
Now, it looks like nothing different..."
“I haven’t done it before…”
"That's just his servant! Do you think that the destruction of the temple has happened so many times, and Lansendall will really remain indifferent? You are just an ordinary person. He can only let you go with one thought if he wants, or even a thought.
Eliminate, without even leaving any trace!" Dahni's voice became louder, which made Edward's heart move. In my impression, it seemed that this was the first time she made such a sound in front of him - of course, when I met, those
Priest Drow's habitual domineering behavior is not included.
"You can't come back! Don't you use teleportation spells? Will you die when you come back halfway and see us? Discuss with us and you will die? You don't trust me at all!" "Okay, I understand.
, Have you found a beautiful girl again? Do you think we are useless, so you can throw it aside and ignore it, right?"
"No."
Of course Edward denied it... Unfortunately, Miss Half-Elf's ability to mess around was obviously increasing in the past ten days - she almost turned the topic to another direction: "I want to cheat people."
!I know, it's that Ryan, that damn bastard girl, I knew she had always wanted to curry favor with you!"
"No."
"It's weird if you don't... By the way, there's Claudia! Don't think I don't know, she has your smell!"
“…Stop messing around.”
"Don't quibble! Don't forget that I have elf blood and my nose is much more spiritual than you!" "It must be Claudia, saying, did you eat her completely?" (To be continued...)