Hail the King: 859, taboo topic Chambord King
. Ministry of Emperor.
The smell of acrid bloody is as if the air has become viscous plasma.
The already of the Imperial Ministry became a terrifying slaughterhouse. At least one-half of the warlords turned into the ghosts of Ordinary soldiers. In addition to outside, some Ordinary clerks of the military , Noble, warrior, were also brutally slaughtered, and the steel knife of the Iron Blood Camp soldiers who had executed were cut out of the gap.
The black human head is stacked in the center of the Military Department's deliberate hall, hill.
The sloppy blood water, like the stream after a heavy rain, merges into a stream of red, and then slowly flows out along the crevices covered with moss-covered steps, exposed to the cold air at night, exuding a slight The enthusiasm seems to tell that life has nostalgia for this cruel world.
The Iron Blood Camp soldier with the knife and sheath out of the sheath, looking somber and standing upright.
Eldest Prince Arshavin seems to be a little absent-minded, as if he is thinking about choosing a crucial problem. He propped his chin on one hand and looked down at the ground, as if it were a honorable sculpture, silent for a long time.
This kind of silence makes the whole military hall deliberately more depressed.
Those Noble and military leaders who survived the massacre feel that they have made a Nightmare, and this Nightmare does not seem to be a sign of the end. The air is so depressed that everyone Feeling that they were having difficulty breathing, they were afraid of the Man sitting on the high main seat, and with a wave of his hand, he gave another order for slaughter.
Oh!
A blaze of sharp signals blooms in the sky, and the sound of shrieks breaks the silence here.
Eldest Prince finally awakened from the long silence. He looked up at the tall head hill in front of his eyes, and there was a regretful expression in his eyes. He waved his hand impatiently, and the Iron Blood Camp soldiers bowed and survived. Nobles shocked amidst the meaningful glance(s), started to clean up the blood on the ground, and his head was transported out.
"You guys, you can go back." Arshavin stood up and said to Nobles in a low tone.
"Ah?" Someone exclaimed, crying sternly: "Don't, Eldest Prince Your Highness, don't kill me, I know everything, I am loyal to Royal Family ..."
*flapping* knelt a lot and everyone begged.
"You are all loyal subjects of Empire. In Empire, the most dangerous time, you stood in the faction of Royal Family and Empire people, and stood up to Ordeal. I am very happy. I am proud of you. Blood returns Blood. , Glory returns Glory, let Mantian Stars witness the vow of Zenit Royal Family, loyal to Empire, you will get flowers and cheese! "Eldest Prince chanted:" Things already is over, everyone, please come back! "
After some explanation, everyone stood up in shock, thanked them, and walked tremblingly outward.
Walking on the street, I found that there were heavily armed soldiers everywhere, apparently just after a hard battle, Armor blood on his body, blood-colored cold light on his body, and some Noble mansions that were very prominent on weekdays. , There was a sound of shouting and killing. The whole Imperial Capital seemed to be soaked in a piece of plasma, which was suffocating.
Nobles was shocked. The incident that happened tonight, already far exceeded their most exaggerated estimates.
Every time you look at each other, you can see the shock and fluke in each other's eyes.
The night breeze blew, no one dared to speak, and walked to the respective residences of facing. No one could have expected that a counterattack against Chambord King Alexander that was almost settled by the dust of already almost, at the last moment, it turned out It was such a bad thing that it didn't even need Chambord King to personally make a move, Empire's huge inverted Chambord King front, and it collapsed in an instant.
The name Chambord King Alexander, almost has become a taboo, you can't touch it, you can't touch it, it's best not to offend, let alone calculate, otherwise, there is no place for burial.
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On this Night of Flowing Blood, the only relatively calm place, except the slum outside, is the Guanyi District in the city.
The messengers from Northern Region Twelve and Empire, like the rats who had noticed the crossing of Divine Dragon, trembled and hid in the room and did not dare to come out. The night before, two burly men who claimed to be Chambord King's little **** Han, rushed into the post hall area, interrupted the thigh of the erect Anzi Empire messenger, hung up any foreign messenger who dared to abuse Chambord King, and turned each messenger's face into Pig-headed, which was like killing Pig slaughtering dogs generally crushed the entire post station area.
These messengers who must kill Chambord King have been completely guilty. The two strong men are like tigers breaking into the flock of sheep. Killing is like pulling out grass, there is no scruples at all, and it swells. Up everyone's face.
From yesterday, these arrogant messengers dropped their teeth and swallowed blood, each and everyone gnashed their teeth in the post hall area, and waited for the Dalisandro party to come, to humiliate the Zenit people, and to be severe Killing Chambord King, especially the one white-haired, one black-haired and two **** strong men, must see their skin cut off and dig into a complete bone shelf!
"Hey, chaos, the more chaotic the better, the Zenit people already crazily collapsed, until the Sun rises tomorrow, this is the Doomsday of this evil country, we have to kill every Zenit Man whose height exceeds the car 轱 辘, enslave all Zenit Woman! "
The messengers hid in their rooms and issued a vicious curse.
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Night of Flowing Blood, slowly ending.
The ancient and magnificent Saint Petersburg city seems to have fallen into silence again.
time is like a rushing river. It does n’t look back. It goes quickly, the night is getting thicker and thicker, and then it starts to fade. Stars flashes in the sky. The belly was white and the sky gradually became clear.
A series of orders, urgently arranged.
On the walls of Saint Petersburg city, at this time, already is densely packed with heavily armed soldiers. They clenched weapon, their faces were firm and there was no fear, and all kinds of precious magic weapon(s) devices rarely seen on weekdays were lifted. On the head of the city, the terrible fangs are exposed like a beast of beast. The hundreds of towering magic towers in the city are constantly gathering Magic Element, flickering with a faint flame, preparing for the powerful attack, which is about to trigger.
Under the enemy building in the south of city gate, Nobles replaced the most precious magic Armor, looking nervously into the sky in the distance.
Bright light, already is more and more obvious.
The moment of deciding Empire Fate is coming.
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Third, I still want to express my gratitude to my brothers and sisters.
Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, a happy family, and lovers who will eventually become dependents.
Thank you.
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