Chapter 120 The Tragic Earl

The soft guide lights are flickering and darker. Because a large amount of guide warlocks have been lost, it is not easy to light up the guide light during the march.

The tent was as quiet as a cemetery. Although the conference table was full of people, none of these powerful generals knew what to say at this moment.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock..."

In the silence, Grand Duke Francis sat upright on the main seat without saying a word, his right index finger, which was casually placed on the conference table, bent slightly, and seemed to be touching the smooth tabletop lightly.

"That's what he really said?"

I don't know how much time has passed, Grand Duke Francis asked casually.

"Yes, respected Lord Duke."

Behind him was Barron Barnett, who was still standing up like a statue, but at this moment, there was another loyal warrior missing on the other side of the Duke.

"Arrogant! It's so arrogant!"

The first one who couldn't help it was the roaring Count Shemoth, "Baron! Why didn't you impose sanctions immediately at that time?"

Everyone looked at the indignant Earl of Shemoth with an incredible look, and some people looked at him with an idiot.

Although Baron Barnett's title is only a baron, he is not an ordinary baron. He is the leader of the Knights of Barritt, a blood-robed man who belongs directly to Grand Duke Francis. If you want to point out the person that Grand Duke Francis trusts the most, then he must be. He is definitely not an earl who has obtained his current status by his cleverness and hereditary fiefs. Shemoth has been in his territory for too long, and the work in the barracks is no longer suitable for him. Perhaps leaving now is the best choice for him.

It seems that the Brenda family has also declined, and it is really regrettable that the old earl does not have a suitable heir.

Facing the responsibilities of Count Shemoth, Barron did not say a word, or he did not bother to explain.

"rude!"

But his attitude once again stimulated Earl Shemoth. What he could not stand the most was being so contemptuous by a "little person" who he thought was more than his own. He has not forgotten yet. Before that, there was a small mercenary who treated him with this attitude! That was the greatest shame in his life, and he would never forget it in his life. At this moment, Barron's disdainful face overlapped with the rebellious mercenary, and his rage had completely burned out his reason. He had forgotten where he was now and what occasion it was.

"A little baron dares to treat the Count with noble blood like this! I want..."

"Shemoth." Grand Duke Francis finally spoke. Although his tone was still very calm, and although the expression on his face had not changed at all, Earl of Shemoth felt a shock and trembling all over.

"The logistics transfer station in Gary Brady is missing a person in charge now. You can set off tomorrow."

A simple sentence has already determined the fate of Earl Shemoth. The logistics transfer station of Gary Brady is just a free job. For the entire supply line, this place is simply a dispensable existence. Being sent to this place is no different from exile. The only better thing is that it sounds better to exile.

The blood faded from the face of Earl Shemoth in an instant. Even the foolish people knew that Grand Duke Francis had excluded him from this war operation. In other words, he had no contact with the entire senior officials of the Duchy of Walken, which means that he had no chance of being appreciated by Grand Duke again, that is,...

He didn't understand what he did wrong? The previous few failures were not his responsibility...

"Duke..."

"No need to say more!" Grand Duke Francis waved his hand and interrupted Shemoth's defense. No one could change the decision that Grand Duke Francis had made, never!

"Baron, what do you think of these mysterious warriors?" Ignoring the Earl of Shemoth who was slumped in the seat, Grand Duke Francis asked for the opinion of the heavy baron.

"I never heard of it, I never saw it!" Barron Barnett replied frankly, "Not to mention the young people who led them, the orc warriors wearing strange armor, have the courage I have never seen in my life. I can say with certainty that if their number is comparable to our blood-robed Knights Barrit, I cannot guarantee that I can defeat them 100%!"

“Luckily, they aren’t there a lot of people?”

“That’s exactly that!”

"Then if you meet them again..."

"I still can't guarantee that I will win!"

"Oh? This is the first time I have heard you say such a disheartening thing." Grand Duke Francis suddenly smiled.

"I'm just telling the facts." The heavy baron said lightly. "I can't see through the young warriors who led them! Especially the three warriors who appeared later, the two warriors in golden armor reminded me of my mentor!"

"Is this happening?"

The mentor of the re-installed baron? That is an existence known as the strongest warrior of mankind ever! Can you see the shadow of the legendary warrior in them? Those two young men who look around twenty years old?

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Grand Duke Francis suddenly burst into laughter, and the other generals who had been quiet looked at each other. No one knew why Grand Duke Francis laughed.

"Fun! Fun! More and more interesting!"

Grand Duke Francis did not care about the eyes of others, and nodded while smiling, "It seems that St. Ostan has prepared a lot of surprises for us this time!"

"besides!"

"what else?"

"The young man who defeated Andre."

"Oh? It's the young man who scolds us for starting a war?"

“That’s right!”

"What's wrong with him?"

"He is the one who challenged me!"

Grand Duke Francis lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, "Are you sure?"

“I’ve never been so sure.”

Grand Duke Francis narrowed his eyes and the corners of his mouth bent into a sharp curve. "So, has he been to us Walken?"

"Yes!"

"And so close to our military camp?"

"That's it!"

Grand Duke Francis's eyes fell on the lost Earl of Shemoth again, "Shemoth, how do you explain this? You are responsible for the border security check before departure."

Earl Shemoth, who was already weak, trembled like a sieve this time. Such a dereliction of duty could not be calculated by exile. Now it was really over. Not only did he be finished, but even the entire Brenda family might not be able to turn over in the future...

Feng Kan fell asleep as soon as his head stuck to the pillow. He was too tired!

**'s fatigue is nothing. After Jiyu's biological body strengthening and various combat skills, he can persist even if he has been in such a fierce battle.

He is tired of his heart.

Highly maintaining concentration and tension almost completely drained his energy.

How long can a person maintain a high concentration last? According to statistics, ordinary people can concentrate all their concentration in one place for no more than forty-five minutes. Once this limit is exceeded, the brain will develop irresistible fatigue!

That's right! This is why every class in the school is about forty-five minutes.

I heard that excellent snipers can lie in a place and wait quietly for the appearance of prey, but even if they don’t sleep, they have their own set of ways to relax their spirits and allow themselves to rest and keep a clear mind.

Three or four hours in a row, pressing the nerves to the most tense state, without even a little rest - no one can keep a clear mind in this situation.

Too tiring!

Feng Kan slept from the afternoon of that day until noon of the next day. He did not dream during this period, and he did not even have the strength to dream.

Mr. Mu is here, and Shaga is here, and the two Golden Saints in Fort Reston are in charge, plus Kenjiro, Dante, Vincent, Anisha, Wolverine and Snake and their three hundred "Snake Eaters" troops... They will take the blame even if the sky falls!

Unfortunately, Tien Pi is not here. Now he should be carrying other Saint Seiya to help the Santa Alliance? Such a narrow battlefield is indeed impossible to use the Autobot Warrior, who is about eight meters long. If he is able to show off his temper and collapse the mountains on both sides, the last thing that is troubled is Reston Fort!

Once his heart was settled, Feng Kan slept more at ease.

At midnight, Feng Kan finally opened his eyes again. Yesterday's battle seemed like a dream, an extremely real dream. He never thought that he had the courage to lead more than 100 people to attack the other side's millions of troops.

I breathed a long sigh, staring at the ceiling above my head in a daze, now it is time to consider how I will go in the future!

After several major battles yesterday, Grand Duke Francis should have felt pressure? Tens of thousands of casualties were killed or killed on the first day of the offensive. In addition, the number of casualties caused by the stolen battalion the night before the war started, Jamins's war damage should be almost 100,000, right? Almost one-sixth of the troops were eliminated. What will Grand Duke Francis do next?

The tactic of adding fuel is a taboo for military strategists. Grand Duke Francis will no longer use the remaining troops to attack. Although their current troops still have an absolute advantage, Fort Reston is not the end of their march this time. In order to preserve their troops, Grand Duke Francis will definitely not use the regular attack method like yesterday!

So what exactly would he do?

Waiting in anxiety and anxiety is indeed a very painful thing, a headache...

"Hmm? What?"

Just as Feng Kan was worried about getting up from the bed, she grabbed something soft with her left hand. It was very soft, very soft...

Soruna curled up like a stripped-out little aries and slept beside him. Her small nose opened and closed, and her healthy and soft skin shone slightly under the sunlight scattered through the window. The curve of her plump chest and abdomen gently undulated. A ball of smoothness on the right was somewhat deformed by his big hands. A small pink protrusion poked out mischievously from the gaps between his fingers. As he shook, he seemed to be sending him a tempting invitation...

It's time to have sex!

Feng Kan swallowed hard, lowered his head and looked at the little brother who must have been passionate when he woke up as usual...

When did this girl crawl onto our bed? Well... Now isn't the time to consider this issue! A little Aries who looks delicious! Should they eat it? Or not?

tmd! Do you still need to ask this? We are not Liu Xiahui! If you don’t eat the fat meat in your mouth, then is it still a man?

Feng Kan licked his lips, suddenly lifted up the sheet covering his body, covering himself and Soruna. After a while, the sob and bone-eroded moans came from the "crying" sound of the poor wooden bed. For a moment, the endless spring scenery was everywhere in the simple room...

"good……"

"Go! Get it!"

There were bursts of cheers coming from the training ground, and a large number of soldiers who were not on duty gathered together to cheer and cheer in the field.

It seems that Grand Duke Francis hit a nail yesterday and has no interest in continuing to attack today. Although he has not retreated yet, the soldiers in Fort Reston were given a chance to breathe.

"What's this for?"

Feng Kan came to the periphery of the crowd and happened to see the Lanchester Priest who shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, Lord Saint Warrior."

The young divine priest looked up and Feng Kan with a refreshing look on his face.

Well... the exercise of getting up was really refreshing. But his opponent was now limping on the bed and didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

"This..." Seeing Feng Kan in a thrilling manner, Lanchester looked helpless, "I can't control this anymore. Master Saint Warrior, please talk about them quickly! They are so messy!"

"So what am I asking?" Feng Kan was in a dark line. He didn't even know anything. How should he care?

"It's the prisoner you caught yesterday..."

"Is that big bull? What's wrong with him?"

“He is now working with your followers!”

Feng Kan blinked, "Ha?"
Chapter completed!