Chapter 125: Grand Duke Francis’s Gambling

The conversation between the two men was without the restraint and strange feeling of the first time they met. If a third party was present at this moment, the mouth would probably not be able to close.

"Kidnap me?" Grand Duke Francis looked at the guy with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a simple face in front of him with a funny look. It was really a pity that he could think of it, "Do you think I would agree?"

"To be honest..." Feng Kan smiled silly, "You will definitely agree!"

"Haha!" Grand Duke Francis raised his eyebrows, "Why do you think so?"

"Why do you think so?" Feng Kan widened his eyes and looked incredible, "Isn't it? Is it really appropriate to continue fighting?"

"Don't forget, I still have more than 500,000 troops in my hands, and domestic reinforcements will come one after another soon. But what about you? Even if St. Ostan sends troops to Fort Reston again, it will probably not exceed 200,000, right? Kassina's little girl has already launched an offensive on the endless plains. Are you still free to take action?"

"Fighting is not just about having too many people." Feng Kan shook his fingers, looking like a villain with a successful look, and that way - he wanted to punch that big face.

"Is that true?" Grand Duke Francis smiled mysteriously, and raised his fingers to knock on the table lightly.

"Of course this is the case!" Feng Kan looked back at the back of the empty man, and a clear smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Then tell me."

"I said!" Feng Kan had a black line, "Even if you want to test me, do you still have some questions about being good at having a level? Anyone with eyes in the Reston Valley can see that it is a funnel-shaped terrain, with wide front and narrow back, easy to defend and difficult to attack. No matter how many people you have, you can directly connect with us and support us, and only 800 people will be able to break the sky. In addition, the steel fortress of Reston Fort, although we only have less than 30,000 troops, if we lose battle, you will definitely not be able to fight us!"

Grand Duke Francis smiled and said nothing, but his eyes were flashing.

"Well! I admit that your joint magic circle is really good. If you just let it go, thousands of soldiers will approach the city wall under the protection of the shield that cannot be broken from the outside, and the winner will not be certain..."

"Thank you for your compliment." Grand Duke Francis smiled indifferently.

"... And that rock-terrain dragon turret is even more amazing," as if encouraged, Feng Kan continued, "I admit that no city wall can withstand such violent artillery attacks, even an iron-cast city wall cannot do it. Thousands of shells - even if the city wall cannot be smashed, it can fill a city...

"You're really over-reputable."

"But..." Feng Kan smiled cunningly, "...We have all these high, right? I don't believe you can get so many rock terrain dragons, and..." As he said, he pointed to the torches and candles around him, "So many guiding warlocks who have been rigorously trained to cooperate so tacitly."

Grand Duke Francis was silent. If it weren't for the above reasons, he wouldn't have stopped the day before yesterday after the charge of the Blood-Barritt Knights failed. The charge of the Blood-Barritt Knights was the final offensive. Once it failed, Grand Duke Francis would have no other way to continue to pose a threat to Reston Fort.

"So, there is no need to continue fighting now. This will only waste the lives of soldiers on both sides in vain. Apart from this, I don't see any other meaning. I think the famous Grand Duke Francis should not make such a low-level mistake, right?"

"You're right!" Grand Duke Francis stood up, "I really have no choice to Fort Reston for the time being, but this does not mean that I will never be able to do anything."

"I admit this!" Feng Kan nodded. This is indeed the case. With the deep foundation and strong economic strength of the Jamins Empire, it is too simple to convert that huge wealth into combat power. All they need is time, which is a condition that St. Ostan cannot compete with. "So I said, would you please let me kidnap you?"

"Do you think kidnapping me can stop the footsteps of the Walken army?" Grand Duke Francis had already walked to a decorative armor in the tent, reached out and pulled out the long sword, his eyes moving along the cold blade, as if he was enjoying an exquisite work of art.

"This... although it is a 'kidnapping', we all know what happened. Grandpa, you should just take a vacation in Portral!" Feng Kan turned a blind eye to Grandpa Francis' dangerous actions, and continued to flip his mouth, "It's not that I'm boasting! Portral is as warm as spring and winter, and the winter is cold all year round. It's winter coming soon. Don't you want to spend this cold winter in a warmer place?"

Feng Kan is right. The so-called "kidnapping" is just a saying, just to make the Walken army stop. Even if Grand Duke Francis is not here, the "re-equipped baron" Barnett can still hold back the scene.

However, as the supreme commander of the first army, if he was taken away by someone, he would be unreasonable! This is a matter of face and cannot be avoided.

and……

"Why should we believe you?" A burly figure appeared silently in the tent. His actions were like a ghost, but his figure was like a mountain.

——"Re-mounted Baron" Barnett!

Feng Kan smacked his lips. He was right. Grand Duke Francis could believe in Earl Fargira unconditionally, but there was no reason to believe that he was such a guy he had met for the first time.

Although he had thought of this a long time ago, when he saw the heavy baron appearing in front of him in full arms, he suddenly had a very unknown premonition.

"I think time can tell everything. Now if we continue to fight on both sides, it will only be cheaper for the guy hiding in the dark, right?"

The guy who hid in the dark and provoked trouble was to make the war last longer. Even if Grand Duke Francis had an absolute advantage and Castle Reston was about to fall, then that guy would find a way to make trouble and make the situation even more confusing.

"Isn't it better to enter a confrontation rather than sacrificing the lives of soldiers without any sacrificing the lives of the soldiers?"

"Then do you have to follow you, a guy with unknown origin?" said the heavy baron slowly. Although his tone has always remained very calm, it can make people feel an inexplicable tremendous pressure.

Feng Kan touched his chin and then smiled.

"Doesn't the origin be known? It seems that it is true, but you have no other choice except trust me, right?"

"have!"

The re-mounted baron raised the spear in his hand, "As long as you stay, this question can end in another form!"

Feng Kan blinked his eyes and couldn't help laughing and crying, "Hey! Are you wrong? Can we compare with the Grand Duke with just about a hundred kilograms of meat? Do you really think Reston Castle will give up resistance because of me?"

"You are so modest. Is Sir Feng Kan, or should you call you a 'Holy Warrior'?"

Feng Kan scratched his head with a headache. He never expected that the Francis Guild "respected" him so much. He did not say anything about the name of the "Holy Warrior". Now he even caused such a big trouble for him.

Alas! It’s so tiring to be a false reputation!

"You might as well give it a try." Grand Duke Francis turned around with a smile, "Try it, whether you took me away or stayed by yourself."

"What's this? Is it a gambling game?" Feng Kan said with a lot of laughter.

"It can also be considered a bet!" Grand Duke Francis nodded, sat down in his seat, and placed the sword in his hand horizontally on the table in front of him. "Life - it was a big bet, right?"

Feng Kan had nothing to say. Although he knew that most of the guys in the military camp liked gambling, this Grand Duke Francis was the big gambling among these gamblers!

——This guy is betting on his life!

Since he can even bet on his own life, Feng Kan's life can be used even more as a bet on him.

"You can try!" Grand Duke Francis seemed not to see Feng Kan's "resentful" eyes, and still stared at his eyes with a smile, "If you can take me away in front of Barron, then I will follow your arrangements for everything in the future. But on the other hand..."

Grand Duke Francis habitually twisted the beard like steel wire under his chin, "...If you can't do it, then please stay here before St. Ostan and I decide."

This time I was so fun that I got myself in.

Feng Kan scratched his head with a headache, looked up at the heavy baron in front of him like a hill, "...Is it true that I took the grand duke away from here and you won't chase him?"

"As long as you can step out of the military camp!" The heavy baron's low voice was rare with a smile.

"Whatever method?"

"It's whatever you want!"

Facing Feng Kan's question, Barron Barnett answered very simply.

Hearing his confident answer, Feng Kan was a little confused about his background. Is he too conceited? Or is he still having any help?

However, it seems that it will be impossible not to agree. Things will not go so smoothly. Although this situation exceeded his expectations, it did not scare him.

"That's what you said!"

Feng Kan muttered and stood up helplessly.

Seeing that he had some action, the heavy baron stepped forward and blocked the Grand Duke Francis. The heavy shield on his left hand thrust, blocking the road between Feng Kan and Grand Duke Francis like an iron wall.

"Actually... you should have thought of it when I showed up."

Faced with the ready-to-go baron, Feng Kan smacked his lips. Just as Grand Duke Francis and Baron Barnett were paying attention to his movements, he suddenly disappeared from the spot.

"…No defense can stop me!"

The next moment, Feng Kan had already appeared beside Grand Duke Francis...
Chapter completed!