Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 60: Games

Heroes Palace, in front of the Hall of Heroes.

Under the tense atmosphere, the confrontation between the black sand collar and the other grand princes continued.

With the stone hall gate as the center, people stood very differently: the princes’ subordinates and court guards occupied the inner ring, and the black sand collars surrounded them on the outside, and both sides were angry at each other. Yes, many people's palms are on the blade, the crossbow machine is on standby, the shield is erected, and they are ready to go to war.

And it all depends on the crucial conversation between the five princes in the Stone Hall.

Even in this case, the black sand-collared Viscount of Munton, Ella Cambeda is one of the few people who can still calm down-at least with the woman who has a fierce look on his side and her fingers. Comparing swordsman Kroaishi, Viscount Cambeda seemed calm and relaxed.

Until a sentinel scout passed the latest news into his ears, making Cambida frowned.

The viscount thought for a moment, then beckoned to Kroaishi, walked to the corner with a solemn expression, and sent someone to find the fiery knight Tuleha.

The three gathered together, Cambida took a deep breath and carefully said what he had heard.

"There is news from the guard post at the gate of the palace," Viscount Cambida lowered his voice and said in a low voice: "Someone broke into the city gate."

"It is very likely that the Palace of Valor has been invaded."

As soon as this statement came out, Kroaixi's face changed slightly, his eyes flashed, and Tuleha showed a thoughtful expression.

"Broken into the city gate?" The female swordsman said worriedly: "What's wrong with our defense?"

Cambida shook his head: "I don't know, but the city gate is still in our hands."

"It's funny," Tuleha raised his head, with a slight irritation in his voice: "Earl Lewand may be overconfident sometimes, but Ullad should be able to make up for his shortcomings."

"This is what I worry about," Cambida sighed:

"A noble-born earl and a civilian prisoner-born order officer--they can't get along too well."

Croaig's eyes moved:

"How many intruders are there?"

Cambeda's expression is subtle, and it seems that he is not sure: "Not many, it is said that there are no more than a dozen, or even less."

The other two were stunned.

"So few?" Kroaishi frowned: "What are they going to do?"

Cambida shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

The Burning Knight snorted coldly: "We have a brigade in the palace, close to 500 people, most of them are heavy infantry and heavy swordsmen, don't worry."

The Lord then narrowed his eyes: "Where is the intruder? Where?"

As soon as this question came up, Viscount Cambida took a deep breath, smiled the most polite, and spoke cautiously.

Seems embarrassed by this question.

"According to the description of the sentry post, it is very likely that it is the White Blade Guard that remains outside—perhaps there are also the meteorites, or even the star people."

The viscount shrugged and said lightly: "I guess they came back after stealing the prince."

Sure enough, after the "Blade Guard" and even the "Meteor" blurted out, Tuleha's expression became extremely terrifying-as if he had heard a terrible shame.

Cambida watched his face and said cautiously: "As for the location, they disappeared soon after they broke in, leaving only a carriage at the gate of the palace."

Silence.

Lian Kroaishi was also silent under Cambida's eyes.

Finally, Lord Tulha took a deep breath: "I will find them and give me a guard-even only four teams and a hundred people."

At this moment, the burning knight seemed to be really blazing in his eyes: "This time, I will erase all of them."

Kambida heard this and couldn't help sighing deeply.

Crow Ash raised his eyebrows.

Tulha waited quietly for his answer.

Your Excellency held up his arms, turned around, and glanced at the door of the hall.

"Look at these people in front of you."

Cambida said softly.

Following his gaze, Tulha turned to the hall and saw countless soldiers facing each other nervously, both from both sides.

He frowned.

Just listen to Cambida calmly and unquestionably: "The court guards, the blade guards, and the prince’s attendants add up to more than two hundred people-this is not the warriors with a group of dragons outside, they clearly know that they are What to protect."

"If the situation changes, they will fight to the death."

"Your Excellency is here."

Cambida paused for a few seconds.

Tulha kept silent and seemed to be thinking.

"In this game, the location of the princes is the key," Cambeda looked at Tuleha's face and nodded:

"We must maintain an absolute advantage over the Hall of Heroes. Five hundred people are already very tight to two hundred people, and we can no longer risk dividing troops."

"The four grand princes are not fools. Any big move of ours will reveal unnecessary information to them, which will hinder your plan."

Tulha took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Your Excellency the Viscount continued: "As long as Chen Yi has a heavy army and controls the hall well, neither the invaders nor these people can take advantage of it."

On the other side, the female swordsman Kroaixi narrowed her eyes and said in a timely manner: "Why can't we bring more people? Maybe it's easier to fight?"

Cambida threw a approving look at her.

"You said'more people', but the standing army is not a conscript, ma'am," Cambida turned to her and said politely, "Besides, we didn't come to guard the court, nor did we I was going to take the city gate, but because of an accident, I had to stand here."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Tuleha intentionally or unintentionally: "The only task is to protect the Lord."

Tulha snorted coldly.

"Then let's look at it like this," Croix raised his mouth and looked at the Viscount Your Excellency with subtle eyes: "Let those dozen flies run around in the palace?"

Cambida shook her head.

"Your Excellency is fighting alone inside, and I have confidence in him," he nodded, "All we need to do is to stand behind him to reduce accidents."

The words fall.

Cambeda and Kroaishi both looked at Tulha.

A few seconds passed.

Tulha finally opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

"You are the temporary commander appointed by the Grand Duke, and the title is higher than me," I heard the fire knight coldly said: "What to do, you have the final say."

Listening to Tulleha's answer, Cambida smiled.

"Very good," Viscount Cambida nodded, his tone was sincere and convincing: "Yes, we can really wait here, relying on heavy soldiers, and waiting for work..."

His words immediately changed.

"But I think, if the opponent is the lord of the stars," Cambida exhaled and smiled lightly: "He will not be stupid to be weak and strong, and rely on thin troops to find him to die."

Crow Ash looked at him and smiled.

"Your Excellency, dear lady, and even that one," Cambida's eyes flickered, and his words were profound: "Let your combat power stay in the army and play a role in the melee. Much better than a few mortal fighters who cooperate with each other."

"So," the Viscount's tone was full of ridicule: "Are you ready?"

Tulha's eyes lit up, and Croaich narrowed his eyes.

"No matter what those people want to do, be it desperate assassinations, desperate spoilers, or even sneaking sneakily," Cambida looked towards the corridor and the road illuminated by the brazier, smiling slightly: "We all have to keep them busy."

"No time to clone."

"Nowhere to hide."

"Unreachable."

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In another place in the Palace of Valor, Thales and others waited cautiously in a remote corner.

The remaining Blade Guards nervously cleaned up the wounds in the melee, while the star soldiers scattered out to report the movement ahead.

"Nicolai just stood there?"

Thyls leaned against the wall and frowned, thinking about the unbelievable scene: "Dragging those hundreds of enemies?"

Melke raised his eyes.

"If he wants to maintain the effect of Soulbreaker, yes."

The stubborn former official nodded, his face was serious, and his tone was serious: "The conditions for that legendary anti-devil armed force are very harsh."

Putila on the other side sighed: "I think we have lost an extreme combat power."

"The only extreme combat power."

Thyls frowned.

"He'll be fine." Beside him, Xiao Slider said with his head down.

After the melee just now, Nicolai turned around and let them go on fiercely.

He continued to stay in the circle of yellow light, resisting the pursuit of the black sand collar.

Indeed, with Nicolai's extraordinary performance, they broke into the Palace of Valor.

But next...

Thyls took a deep breath.

"Go on," the prince gritted his teeth and clenched his fists: "Let's go to Rumba, go to the princes."

"End this **** farce."

Raphael's voice came from behind them.

"For now, it seems a bit difficult."

Raphael gave a relaxed smile: "We have just inquired about the two corridors ahead. Although there is no enemy defense, but..."

Raphael stopped speaking and swept to everyone, smiling unabated.

Everyone frowned, waiting for his words.

"The movement is too loud. We probably have already alarmed the enemy's guard post," Miranda walked from behind him and said indifferently: "The people in the Palace of Valor--Rumba probably already know our existence. "

Thyls sighed: "How many people are there in the palace?"

"No more than on the city gate, after all, the pressure on the city gate is greater," Miranda looked at the prince, her eyes tightened unconsciously, revealing a trace of guilt: "But the worst estimate..."

"As many as city gates."

Everyone sank.

"That said, we are still in a dangerous situation-even if I follow Slys in, the situation will not be better?" Thales thought of the black sand soldiers who were not afraid of death, and They chased like waves, only feeling irritable.

"Well," Cohen raised his eyebrows, his eyes rolled: "That uncle meteorite...can we call him back? Play that trick again?"

The Blade Guard glared at him.

Melke also glanced at him diagonally, which was self-evident.

Cohen's face became stiff, he shrugged and smiled awkwardly: "I just ask."

When everyone was frowning, a familiar but unfamiliar voice rang.

It's veteran Gernard.

"They did not form a line of defense in front of the palace gate, nor did they divide their troops to patrol the corridors and passages." The veteran of the Star Corps narrowed his eyes, and the recruit Willow leaned against the wall beside him, facing so much The eyes of the character seem to be very nervous: "Duke John said,'The enemy is what the enemy thinks'."

"On the battlefield, this can explain a lot of problems."

Listening to his words, Putila's eyes moved slightly.

Thyls' eyes lit up: "For example?"

"For example," Putila took the veteran's words and exhaled deeply: "They are very confident in the defense of the city gate, thinking that no one can pass the city gate."

Thyls raised his eyebrows: "Very well, at least, we don't have to worry about this issue anymore."

Putila thought, his eyes flickering: "Secondly, they must have more important things to do. They are not allowed to disperse their forces."

"For example, deploy heavy troops to protect the most critical and vital places."

The most critical place.

Thyls's heart moved and he understood something.

"The commander just said that the hall..." The prince remembered the melee just now: "I think Rumba is in the hall of heroes!"

Raphael nodded slowly: "Guess, what is he doing?"

"The third," Putila narrowed his eyes, thoughtfully: "At least in the Palace of Valor, the strength of the black sand collar is already stretched and cannot be moved lightly."

Thyls took a deep breath.

"I see," the prince said with a certain sense of interest: "They are confronting the four grand princes!"

Thyls raised his head suddenly: "So they can't divide their forces, nor dare to take risks!"

"Because for them... the attitude of the four grand princes is more important!"

He must think so.

He must think so.

Putila nodded firmly.

"So, our situation now looks bad," the deputy envoy said softly: "But compared to just now, it's already a world of difference."

"We did catch their key points."

Putila raised his head~IndoMTL.com~ and smiled: "From now on, although we are small in number, we are a third party who suddenly entered..."

"Mastered the initiative."

At that moment, everyone's spirits were refreshed.

Is there anything that can boost morale better than hope in despair?

"So," Thales' eyes lit up: "As long as we..."

Putila nodded.

The thin deputy envoy pursed his lips: "They are the defensive side. They will prevent us from approaching at any cost to avoid accidents."

"Let Cautious go to hell."

Putila’s eyes showed confidence: "Now,"

"We are hunters."

"It's the attacker!"