Ever since swords became expensive as sharp weapons capable of killing people, they have been endowed with all kinds of meanings by lonely men and women. My teacher was a vulgar scumbag and a country boy, although to him weapons were just for cutting people.

and prevent oneself from being cut, but in the years of educating us, he constantly cultivated us to realize that the sword has other meanings besides cutting and preventing being cut.

One of the things is that for a high-ranking noble like me, especially a royal family like me who plans to take the military attache route, giving out the sword means giving away one's own dignity and pride. Doing this often means surrendering.

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This also led to the fact that the so-called famous generals and commanders' families often became sword collectors in a certain sense. Maurice and his grandfather had many Sviatos, and the old scumbag also had a few, but we are really

I can't tell who belongs to whom, because the old boy throws these things everywhere.

When the interest arose, he would grab a handful and tell them which sultan it belonged to. At first, he could fool us a few times, but after a few times, Constans, who had a good memory, pointed out the old scumbag's mistake.

After a few times, the old scumbag never showed off his famous swords in front of us.

In short, carrying a sword is of great significance and should not be given to others lightly. Even the broken sword and breastplate of the Great Kong Dynasty were given as relics.

But I gave the sword to Prince Condé, and I thought I had nothing to explain.

He is dead and everyone is dead, so why don't I fulfill his last wish?

Until his death, he wanted to prove to the world that he could defeat me. In order to do this, he even basically reproduced our confrontation on the battlefield. Of course, for this French prince,

I also admit that he is better than me. In the battle with me in France, I was also convinced by his use of geographical advantages. If the French had not rashly descended from the mountain, the right wing of the French army would have been

The high ground was captured by us, leaving the central position under our artillery bombardment, and we could not win. So after thinking about the impact of giving my sword, I decided to give my sword to the Grand Prince of Condai.

. From the side, I acquiesce to the fact that he is better than me. As for the French making a fuss about this, I have nothing to do with it. Anyway, the great Confucius is dead. Is it possible that the dead can be resurrected?

Not only the Duke of Luxembourg, but also the two old guys who just saw me and wanted to kill me all looked at me with softened eyes. They obviously understood the meaning behind my move and knew my current behavior.

In a sense, it is already quite friendly.

"He deserves such an honor, and I regret that I was not able to have an honest contest with him until his death." My feelings towards this great Condai are very complicated. The first contest made me understand.

has narrowed the gap between us, so if I were to lead the troops to fight him again, I would

It will be with fear, but on the other hand, I want to play against him again to see if I can beat this commander who represents the pinnacle of micro management in this era, or know where the gap between us is. Now,

He died. I was somewhat relieved, but I did feel a little regretful.

"Thank you." The Duke of Luxembourg said with a trembling tone.

I walked down the steps and came to the side of the Duke of Luxembourg. I turned back and glanced at the coffin again, and my eyes caught sight of a rapier also mounted on the corner.

Has anyone given a sword to the great Kongdai?

"It was sent by Viscount Turenne from the north earlier," said the Duke of Luxembourg.

"Oh." I suddenly realized. I dare to think that the man in the north also gave this old enemy a sword at a friendly price. In this case, Da Kong's title as the number one general of this century will be confirmed. Although there is

Very moist.

"So I bought you with just a sword!" A harsh tone broke the harmonious atmosphere in this side hall where we Roman soldiers and French soldiers could not help but cherish each other.

Who is it?

"Look at you, no wonder we Frenchmen were beaten to Strasbourg by these Romans and actually developed a good impression of the enemy. Cousin Condé, is this the oath you took a few days ago? Still, a Roman swaggered into your father

in the mourning hall, and then let him insult him again?!"

Among the women in white dresses in the mourning hall, I saw a familiar face.

Constance, I haven’t seen her for a long time. She is still the same as before. She is still a bright flower blooming in the flowers. But this time when we met, her eyes faced me with stronger emotions and hatred than before.

.

What did I do to her again?

"Yes! You hateful Roman, get your dirty thing out of front of my father! Guards! Guards!!!" A young man who looked a few years older than Constance came out.

After passing the light cast by the rose window of the side hall, I finally understood why the Duke of Luxembourg shook his head and sighed when he mentioned him.

It is estimated that if anyone sees that Da Kongdai actually has a son who has a thicker foundation on his face than a woman, a brighter red mouth, and even a few moles on the corners of his mouth, he will feel like a tiger father.

The strong feeling of the dog. In addition to his appearance, the little Kongdai seems to be particularly provoked by others. He is obviously a person who does not have very independent opinions. But considering the violent character of the big Kongdai, maybe his son will do something

It's mostly because of him that this happened.

A few seconds after the shouts were heard, a large group of guards rushed in. This caused the guards under me to pull out their weapons and all gathered around me. The frightened family members of the nobles screamed and pulled them.

The hem of the skirt seems to be looking for a safe corner.

The situation suddenly became extremely chaotic, as if the place was littered with corpses in the next second.

"Guards, put away your weapons!"

A deafening shout jumped out of the Duke of Luxembourg's throat. Several young French generals also stared at the head of the guard who led the way in. This made the head of the guard look at the little boy in panic and bewilderment.

Kongdai.

With the guards backing him up, Xiao Kongdai's attitude became even tougher: "Don't hold it back, point your weapons at those Romans!"

"It turns out that this is how you French treat our group of guests. As long as you do anything to harm our prince, your Condé family will be discredited." Leon, who followed me in, warned, although this was a bit bluffing.

Xiao Condai's eyes were panicked. At this moment, Constance whispered a few words in his ear, and his courage became stronger again: "He is our biggest enemy in France. As long as I arrest you

Kill them. His Majesty the King will be very happy with what I do. Hahaha, capture the prince of the Romans! The only brother of the emperor! The most powerful commander of the Romans, come on. Capture them, and there will be rewards for them all."

Leon was shocked, I stretched out my hand and pressed his shoulder, telling him not to be nervous.

"Which of you dares to take action!"

The Duke of Luxembourg stood between us and Condé with his sword. At the same time, a dozen other French generals also stood up.

Obviously, this group of French nobles who were mixed with Prince Condé were more majestic than the newly ascended prince, and the guards did not rush towards them.

"Come on!"

"Why don't you come!!!"

Little Condé's voice was both angry and frightened. He was probably wondering why the Duke of Luxembourg and the group of uncles and nobles wanted to protect me, while his father's guards did not listen to him.

Others were equally surprised. Constance again...

"Aren't you clamoring all day long to avenge His Highness? Now the enemy is right in front of you, and if you don't take action, when will you wait!?"

"Yes! Could it be that you two have been bribed by this Roman to betray us, France?"

I was amazed by the strange thinking of this little Kongdai. He could think of this kind of divine expansion.

"Shut up, little Kongdai!"

The Duke of Luxembourg's face turned purple with anger. That's right. It's a touching scene. If I talk about this in the future, it might even improve the reputation of the Condai family. But because of this

A little Condai interfered and it turned into a farce. As a confidant and good friend, the Duke of Luxembourg would naturally be very angry.

"You are not coming! I will do it myself! You come with me!"

As he spoke, his blood started to surge. Xiao Kongdai, who probably had a negative IQ, walked up, followed by a few young people who were several steps behind him. The young people with hurried looks were probably his friends.

The Duke of Luxembourg stepped forward and stopped Condet, but the angry Condet pushed him aside. The French generals also shouted "princely" but failed to stop him.

Watching them coming up so aggressively. I didn't move, just stood looking at them. Then this little Kongdai seemed to realize that he couldn't get through the guards in front of me, so he turned his head and walked towards me.

On the steps, where I had put down my rapier, Xiao Kongdai picked up my sword. He seemed to have won a victory, his expression was full of pride, and then he raised it high. This move already told me that below him

Want to do something.

Either throw my sword out or break it in two.

"The Romans..."

When little Condet was about to throw my rapier, the Duke of Luxembourg grabbed his hand, and the next second, the Duke of Luxembourg whipped little Condet away.

With a snap, loud slaps filled the entire side hall. The Duke of Luxembourg held a stabbing sword in his left and right hands, and his face was filled with uncontrollable anger.

"Duke of Luxembourg! You..." Xiao Kongdai, who was lying on the ground, covered his face and struggled to get up.

"Shut up! Little Conde, you are the one who insulted your father! You should not insult your father's honor! You should not insult the respect of the Roman prince for your father!"

"But he is the enemy!"

"Even if he is an enemy, you can't do this!"

"But he killed my father!"

"Your father died in the wilderness of Strasbourg. It was his long-cherished wish to die like this!"

"Liar!"

"Liar?" The Duke of Luxembourg laughed angrily, "Little Conde, think about it for yourself, do you know your father better, or do we know better?"

"His last wish was to have a fair contest with the Roman prince, but he died before he could fulfill it. Now, the Roman prince did not hesitate to take the risk and came here, regardless of his reputation, just to fulfill his wish.
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