The warrior, who was as tough as steel, was also frightened by the scene before him, and he threw the saber towards the pseudo-emperor desperately.

A masked man hooked his fingers, and the saber deviated from its original trajectory, as if he was being pulled in the air by an invisible hand and turned a corner into the bush.

The masked man's hand shot out another cold light, and he penetrated a hole in the head of the hussar in the end, ending the charge that should have been successful.

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531 years of the imperial calendar

United Republic/Republic of Forthland

Guitucheng/Drenthe/Drenthe

The city gate was slowly opened, and the door shaft, which lacks lubrication, made a harsh friction sound.

This is the first time that Richard IV's army has opened the west gate of Guitu City.

The soldiers moved out the components prepared in advance and built a simple floating bridge leading to the opposite shore of the moat.

A soldier rode his horse onto the pontoon bridge, and he walked through the moat, and he walked through the land that was fully wet with blood, and through the trenches and earthen walls built by the enemy used to block Drente.

He walked through the enemy's military camp under the numbness or hatred eyes and walked all the way to the emperor's headquarters.

Finally, he sat down at a long table with the glare of the important officials of Richard IV.

The emperor himself entered the tent after everyone sat down.

He sat in the chair in the main seat, looked at the soldier, and asked casually: "You want to surrender now? Ned of Tolmes."

"No, your Majesty. It was me who brought peace to you." Ned Smith answered sincerely.

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532 years of the imperial calendar

United Republic

Guitucheng

"It's done! It's done! It's done!" Brigadier General Antoine Laurent took the letter, jumped and laughed.

He screamed excitedly, slapped his thighs hard, and waved his arms in the air.

He felt that this was not strong enough, so he pulled out the sword from the closet, slashed randomly in the room, and smashed many bottles and jars.

His wife heard the shouts and the sound of demolishing the house from the study, and hurried over to check.

When Antoine Laurent saw his wife pushing open the door, throwing the sword in her hand to the ground, picking up his lover and walking around the room for several rounds.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? Why are you crazy?" His wife was so scared that her face turned pale.

Antoine Laurent put down his wife, but his hands did not let go.

He hugged his lover and kissed him hard on the other person's face: "We must also have our own magician!"

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"We should understand history, because everything that happens now can find the real reason from the past."
Chapter completed!