Chapter 116 Chaos

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In the early morning, the sun exposed the top of the snow-capped mountains outside the city of Odis. After a shimmer of light accompanied by the frigid wind, the ruins that had been burning overnight in the city were finally burnt out and turned into coke and extinguished.

King Charlo reversed the decadence of the previous month and ordered the only remaining maids and guards in the palace to serve him and change his clothes. The gorgeous king's robes, the heavy crown, and the exquisite cane made King Charlo seem to have returned to his youth. At that time, how high-spirited I was at that time, and I wanted to do something big.

However, the reality is far from the imagination when I was young.

Most of the maids and guards in the palace escaped last night. Although the palace guards have made great efforts to stop the escape, the situation has not improved, and even the guards themselves have fled.

The palace guards are different from the iron armored guards. There are many noble children among them. Most of them are stuffed by the elders of the family to mix their seniority. Who would stay here and die at this time.

The palace guards have long been corroded from the bones, but their appearance has been washed away by others.

"Forget it, if they want to escape, let them escape." Finally, King Charlo spoke. The old king was completely defeated. In the past, he naively thought that with the help of Otis City Strong weapon, able to block the attack of the Faustains.

Even the week after week of battles made him think that the Faustains were nothing more than that.

But after just one night's full impact, the guards of Otis City collapsed like a dam bursting. Not only shattered the last defense of Otis City, but also shattered the ambitious ambition of King Charlo.

The maids and servants in the palace, run as you want, the king doesn't care anymore, these people are also the people of Charlo after all, and the old king doesn't want to see them buried with him.

Yes, it was a funeral. King Charlo decided to live and die together with Charlo.

There is also a teleportation array made by Master Maris, the 'Yellow and White Warlock', in the palace with countless precious materials. It can transmit 10 people to an area 20 kilometers away at one time, and can operate five times a day with enough energy spar. King Charlo wanted to go, but no one could stop him.

Faustin's magicians are not so capable yet to interfere with this teleportation.

It has to be said that in the field of alchemy, Master Maris of Charlo has surpassed his mentor, the guardian of Charlo, the official magician Karida.

In fact, as early as the beginning of the siege of Faustin's army, the royal family of Charlo had already retreated in an orderly manner. Because of the scarcity of teleporters and the intentional concealment of magic fluctuations, Faustain never noticed.

Just last night, the King of Charlo, after explaining to his eldest son, the Prince of Charlo, watched his child disappear into the portal with his own eyes.

"Your Majesty, Marquis Philip asks to see you." A general hurried into the palace hall and reported to the king.

When the city broke down, the king already knew about Marquis Philip's formation of the fleeing motorcade, but this time he did not stop him. He thought that Marquis Philip had done enough. From this point of view, King Charlo is a rare and wise man, and he didn't think about letting everyone bury him with him.

Marquis Philip did not leave, but instead entered the palace at this time, the king showed a trace of surprise. "pass!"

After the general took orders, he hurriedly retreated. Faustin's army is just outside the palace, and sieges have begun in some places, and his general is so busy now that he is dying.

Not long after, Marquis Philip strode into the palace.

"Your Majesty!" Marquis Philip, dressed in a marquis python robe, walked to the main hall with great steps. Just like King Charlo, the current Marquis Philip also put on a brand new official robe.

"I didn't expect that in the end, it was your old friend who was with me." King Charlo sighed.

One of Charlo's three pillars, Marquis Clark was only 30 years old, and was dubbed the "God of War". Marquis Campbell was the illegitimate son of King Charlo, and only Marquis Philip was strictly a peer of the king. Both are in their fifties.

Marquis Philip didn't say much, he proved his determination with actions.

"Let's go! Follow me to meet the enemy!" King Charlo, who looked like an old man, laughed and waved the king's scepter boldly, and walked outside the palace. Behind him, except for Marquis Philip, there were only some young nobles and generals of Charlot to follow.

Outside the palace, Prince Kensel rode a war horse, surrounded by a group of nobles and generals in the center. Looking at the dazzling eaves of the Royal Palace of Charlo, Prince Kensel was full of vigor.

"Marquis of Mammon, how is the battle in the city now?" Prince Kensell waved his horse whip and asked the Marquis of Mammon beside him with a smile.

"The resistance is not very fierce everywhere, and it has been suppressed. Now only the palace has not been completely captured, but some areas have been broken through." The Marquis of Mammon replied.

"Marquis of West Asia, how is the progress of the Xiongfeng Legion?" Prince Kensel asked the Marquis of West Asia on the other side.

Because the Xiongfeng Legion was the last to participate in the war, the loss was the lowest among the three major legions. The main force in attacking the palace was the soldiers of the Xiongfeng Legion.

"The main gate has been captured and all the side gates are surrounded. Now the soldiers are attacking the front gate of the palace hall." The Marquis of West Asia replied.

The palace hall is generally the place where the king discusses with his ministers and nobles, and once the front door is captured, it can be said that the palace of Charlo is completely open to Faustain soldiers.

"Go, let's go to the front door!" Prince Kensell slapped his horse and led his generals to the front door. He wanted to see the fall of the Charlo Kingdom with his own eyes. Above the palace of Erlo.

Now is the end of the decisive battle between the two countries, and almost all the high-level military leaders of Faust are gathered on both sides of Prince Kensel, and a group of people is heading for the Palace of Charlo.

When King Charlot walked to the front door of the palace, the remaining Charlot defenders were fighting bloody battles with the siege Faustan soldiers. Although there was a huge disparity in numbers, this Charlot remnant was extremely fierce. This is the only remaining elite of Charlo.

There is a saying that two fists are hard to beat with four hands. Although the Charlo defenders resisted fiercely, facing the Faustin soldiers several times and dozens of times more than him, they could only be submerged by the sea of ​​people, and not even a single wave came out. .

As soon as King Charlot approached the front door, what he saw was this scene of a crowd of countless Faustin soldiers, who divided and smashed the stubbornly resisting Charlot soldiers.

Just when these last Charlo soldiers were about to be engulfed by the Faustains, someone shouted, "Your Majesty the King!"

These Charlois soldiers turned back suddenly, and saw that their King's Majesty was really so close to them.

The soldiers who were already exhausted, a burst of blood from the chest again, forcibly blocked the attack of the Faustain soldiers.

"Block it, His Majesty is behind!"

"Be sure to block these bastards and keep His Majesty safe!"

"withstand!"

"..." Every Charlo soldier who was still standing at the front of the city burst out with endless fighting spirit.

Upon seeing this, the guards and generals around King Charlo also rushed to the city head with their swords drawn, and joined the soldiers to resist the Faustains.

Although their number is far from enough compared to the Faustain soldiers, it is just these few people, and the King of Charlo himself, to give these Charlo soldiers a shot in the arm.

Similarly, the Faustain soldiers who were sieging the city saw the old man behind the city wall, who was wearing a yellow ornate robe, a crown, and a scepter, and he could not guess his identity.

One by one, as if they had been beaten by chicken blood, they scrambled their necks, held long spears and danced long swords and rushed to the city head. Looking at their momentum, they were not much lower than the Charlo defenders.

The military merits of Faustin's army are directly linked to their own gains. The more enemies you kill, the higher the rank or status of the enemy, and the more military merits you get.

King Charlo's military merit bounty has not been announced by Faustain's senior management, but the head of a recent earl has a soldier holding a military merit that has been exchanged for 1,000 points.

1000 points, even if it is replaced by the lowest value Dele, it is also 1000 Kindler. A king's head is worth more than an earl, that's what every Faustin soldier thinks.

"I want that old man's head!" A very ferocious-looking man called Faustain brandishing a giant axe, it seemed that he was the squadron commander of a certain corps.

Before he finished speaking, a fine iron arrow stabbed straight into the big man's face, "Bang!" The big man fell to the ground in response.

There are still quite a few capable soldiers in the Charlo remnant army. If nothing else, there are several knights at the mid-level attendant level. King Charlo's head is not so easy to handle.

But this mere danger could not hinder the enthusiasm of Faustain soldiers.

The corpse of the fallen man was only used as a stepping stone for the follow-up soldiers, and more Faustin soldiers rushed to the front gate and headed for King Charlo.

"he's mine!"

"Don't let him run away!"

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

"There, he is there!"

"..."

Most of the Faustain soldiers fighting here are the regular regiments of the three major legions, and there are few private armies of the nobles mixed in.

The soldiers of these regular legions, unlike Locke, who are essentially private armies belonging to the nobles, can play the autumn wind from time to time and earn extra money.

Don't look at the soldiers of the regular regiment being better equipped and being treated better. Their only avenue for advancement is military merit, and most of their money comes from military pay.

Now seeing King Charlo as a moving golden mountain, every Faustin soldier is trying his best to win this top spot.

The madness of Faustain's soldiers broke the defense of the palace's front door not long afterward. Once the front door was broken, there would be nothing to stand by in the Charlo Palace.

Behind the front door is a wide square. Usually, the nobles and ministers of Charlot go to court and go out of the palace through this square. In the past, they used to chat and laugh with their colleagues.

Countless Faustin soldiers surrounded the last remaining Charlo soldiers, and at the center of the siege stood the current Charlo King.

His Majesty's gorgeous robes were stained with a little blood at some point, and the crown of thorns on his head also shifted a lot during the chaos. Although he was in a lot of embarrassment, the king still retained the minimum demeanor.

Standing behind the king was Marquis Philip holding a long sword, and under the marquis' python robe was a thin golden silkworm armor, which saved Marquis Philip's life.

Marquis Philip, a high-ranking servant, has just been targeted by the masters of Faustin's army, and a scratch on his back from his neck to his left waist is proof.

Without this armor, Marquis Philip would have been dismembered by the Faustin master who was hidden among the ordinary soldiers.

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