“Karolus serenissimus Augustus a Deo coronatus magnus pacificus imperator Romanum gubernans imperium (Karolus, the most pious and sincere Augustus, the great emperor crowned by God)!”

The Earl of France had never recited this spell so solemnly. At that moment, he seemed to be Emperor Carl himself, wearing a bloody dress and a bloody crown.

The soldiers who were sprinkled with blood began to change. They surrounded themselves and protected the Count of Ile de France in the middle, pointing the spearhead at the partner who had fought with them. Their comrades called their names in confusion and fear. Their commanders shouted out instructions in surprise and angrily, but this could not shake the soldiers at all. At that moment, they had become soldiers fighting for Caroling and had formed an army fighting for Caroling.

"I am Caroling." The Count of Ile-de-France staggered his sword and pointed at the Duke of Brittany who was guarded by the knights in the center. "Today, I will destroy the Principality of Brittany!"

In response to his voice, the soldiers took a neat step forward.

The Duke of Brittany suddenly raised his head and laughed—

"I've heard of this magic! It is said that the Carolingian clan has the power to control people's hearts and no one can disobey. It's extremely terrifying - but today it seems that it's just that. You have shed so much blood, but what you control is nothing more than the dozens of people closest to you."

As he said that, he pointed his hand at the vast army behind him:

"And today the one standing in front of you is an army of 30,000! Caroling, is your blood enough?"

A strange magic began to escape from the body of the Count of Ile de France.

"This is a military order." He said to the dozens of troops under his control, "attack at any cost and dismember the Duke of Brittany!"

At that moment, these dozens of ordinary soldiers suddenly let out a howl of the most experienced knight!

Each of them began to fight like a legendary hero. They rushed towards the enemy's army like wind, and avoided all bows and arrows flying towards them like water; they resisted the enemy's attack without wavering like soil, and destroyed all obstacles in front of them like fire!

They rushed into the 30,000 army, just like dozens of wild wolves rushing into the 30,000 sheep. Even though the enemy was thousands or more times theirs, they tore a hole in the enemy's army formation and let the soldiers around them flee in panic!

As soon as the soldiers in front ran away, the soldiers behind were immediately in chaos. In the narrow streets, they didn't know what was happening in front, and they didn't know how many enemies there were. They only saw their bodies flying into the sky like leaves swept by the wind!

The entire army is already in a vague collapse!

Even the Duke of Brittany himself had to retreat under the protection of the knights - the dozens of soldiers had already come to him and were fighting with dozens of horse-riding knights!

Even if infantry versus cavalry, the dozens of soldiers were not at all inferior. In the sword light and sword shadows, one war horse after another was cut into two pieces by them!

"What kind of magic is this?" the Duke of Brittany yelled, "What kind of magic is this!"

Aphrodite's protection can influence the rational judgment of others with love; Hermes' protection can give people wisdom and speed; Ares' protection can protect himself and his comrades with swords and shields; Cronos' protection can give deep curses to his enemies; Artemis' protection can use bows and arrows and beasts as extensions of his arms; Apollo's protection can heal all wounds and pains; besides these, in the magic system of the Seven Hills Empire, there is only the last protection left-

Inexplicably, lightning fell again. Under the pale night sky, the Earl of France jumped up on the shoulders of a soldier. After turning around, he held the lightning in his hand like a weapon, and then threw it fiercely towards the Duke of Brittany!

A dazzling white light flashed, and a deafening explosion sounded, which stripped away the Duke of Brittany's vision and hearing in an instant. When the world gradually returned to its original state, the Duke of Brittany saw that more than half of the soldiers standing in front of him had turned into pitch black coke, including two lords with many real powers.

A chill rose from the soles of the Duke of Brittany - Caroling was serious, he really defeated Ragna Lodbrok, and he probably really wanted to destroy the Principality of Brittany today!

The soldiers of the Principal of Brittany were already defeated. Under the leadership of Caroling, the dozens of soldiers rushed towards the Duke of Brittany with shouts!

——The world suddenly stopped at this moment.

The soldiers affected by Carolin's blood suddenly stood still and looked around at a loss. Carolin's body shook on the spot and fell straight to the ground.

His magic power was almost exhausted. His blood was about to drain.

He still had a trace of consciousness, and his eyes were staring straight at the already calm sky:

"After all I...can't do it."

That year, he failed to kill Ragna. Today, he also failed to kill Duke Brittany.

"Ha...haha...hahahaha!"

The Duke of Brittany, who realized what was going on, burst into laughter like crazy.

"Look... he can't do it anymore! He can't do it anymore! We won! We won! Come back! Come back and take a good look. What is this Carolin now-Ga?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! He saw his fiancée, Princess of Navarra, Simena, and Gazias, walking towards this side. She was covered with a piece of white linen that had been found from the house, which was disgraceful and dirty.

"Let me say a few words to him at the end." She said, staring at the Duke of Brittany.

“Ha…ga…”

In the Duke of Brittany's unidentified answer, Simena squatted down beside the Count of Ile de France.

The Count of Ile de France opened his muddy eyes and looked at her.

"I just thought about it for a long time." Simena said slowly word by word, "I can't let go of your grudge for killing my whole family."

The Earl of Ile France tilted his lips and smiled bitterly.

"So, I'm going to take this last chance to take revenge."

Simena pulled out a dagger from her arms. The next second, the dagger pierced into his right forearm with a muffled groan from the Count of Ile de France.

"This is the commander of the imperial guards. He is the right-hand man of his father. He has been loyal to the country for his whole life, and he was killed by you."

After pulling the dagger out of his right wrist, Simena soon stabbed the dagger into the left forearm of the Count of Ile de France without any mercy.

"This is the stabbing of the dead and wounded soldiers in the palace. Like the imperial guards, they have been guarding the country and have been killed by you."

The Count of Ile de France gritted his teeth and endured all this silently.

After pulling out the dagger, Simena soon stabbed the dagger into Caroling's left calf.

"This is a sting for my two younger brothers. I don't have a good relationship with them, but no matter what, they are my closest relatives."

Then, he stabbed hard into his right calf—

"This is a stab to my uncle and my uncle's children. They have been secretly fighting for power with my father, but in short, they are my blood-connected relatives."

"These injuries are not fatal. However, there is still the last blow left."

Simena lifted her dagger and drew circles one after another near the heart of the Count of Ile de France.

"This knife is to stab my father and mother for giving birth to my father and mother. As a human being, I have to stab this knife, and if I stab this knife, you will die. Carolin, what else do you want to say?"

Carolin no longer had the strength to speak, but just nodded silently, his eyes full of despair. So Simena raised the dagger high and condensed all the power in her hands-

Then, it stabbed into her own chest.

"I'll bear this knife for you."

Simena fell to the ground with a wry smile, and fell to Caroling. In the pool of blood, she wriggled her body hard, put her mouth to the ear of the Count of Ile de France, and said softly:
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