"Yes!" Garcia suddenly screamed, screaming at the old Prime Minister: "Yes !!!!" At such a close distance, Garcia's foam even sprayed on the old Prime Minister's face. -== dream ==-

After a while, the old prime minister immediately shouted, "No! Your Majesty! Now we must not escape !!!"

"Can't escape? Sit here, wait? Wait for the rebels to come here, break through the palace gate, kill in this hall, and then cut off my head like slaughtering cattle and sheep? Garcia screamed, body Shaking away like leaves in the cold wind. The old prime minister knew that this light emperor had really collapsed this year, and he was frightened! "No! !! "

The old man also stood up. He stopped in front of the emperor and quickly said, "Your Majesty! You can't go! You are the king of the empire! If you leave here now, the empire will have no emperor and no hope anymore!" "Hope ?! Do we still have hope! Didn't you hear anything outside! Those rebels have already entered the city!" "Have next one by one one by one"

"They're outside! I can hear their voices sitting here! They are cheering, they are killing here, they are going to kill me, they are going to chop off my head! I want to hang my body on On the city gates! "" Take the next one by one one by one "" I can smell them! Do you know? I can smell it! I can smell it! "Young emperor, the ping-pong sound has a bit of crazy taste Already.

The old prime minister took a deep breath, stared at Garcia, suddenly gritted his teeth, and threw his hand away.

Snapped! !! !!

With a clear sound, it retreated in the grand hall, even with a clear echo.

Garcia seemed to be choking. He subconsciously raised his hands around his cheeks, and looked at the old courtier in surprise, as if after a while, then said: "You ... you ... you actually hit Got me? "

"Your Majesty!" The old prime minister said in a deep voice. "I offend your guilt. You can punish me in the future.

But now, I must not let you leave the palace a step! I know you are scared now, and I can tell you, we are all scared! But don't forget your identity! You are the emperor of the Byzantine Empire and the king of the Empire! The glory of the Kelmar family rests on you! If you left here today, then the thousand years of glory of the Karenma family will disappear. What you lose is not the glory of you alone, but the glory of your surname ‘Kelema! All your ancestors, His Majesty the Emperor, will be ashamed of it! In the vein of the Karenma family, even the most difficult Shili 1 ever encountered in history, there has never been an emperor doing this kind of thing, never, never, an emperor, who had escaped from Oscaria! If you do it today, it is not only the empire that is perishing, but also the glory of the entire royal family for thousands of years, has been shattered in your hands! !! "

The old prime minister grabbed the emperor's sleeve and pointed at the door: "It's outside at the moment, and the loyal soldiers of the empire are fighting for you! They haven't given up! There are countless others in the capital city! The loyalty is draining the last drop of blood for this empire !!! If you leave, are you worthy of this empire! Are you worthy of your ancestors, are they worthy of those who die for your loyalty! "

The young emperor was there.

Garcia wasn't really that kind of cowardly person, but it was this defeat that defeated his cowardly confidence. He has also made enough efforts for this empire. While in the Rodría Cavalry, he has experienced the front line of the war revolution and suffered with the soldiers. He is not a timid person, but he has experienced this. After all this, in the face of the final failure, his confidence collapsed and he could not make a correct judgment.

An old man and a young man, while facing each other, suddenly the door of the hall was knocked open again. With the sound of lead armor collision, a tall and majestic figure strode in.

General Span turned green and walked slowly with a sharp sword. He was kneeling on one knee, less than ten steps away, and the sword was stuck in the ground in front of him. General Span bowed his head deeply: "Your Majesty!"

Emperor Garcia suddenly shook his voice: "Span! I asked you to gather horses-" Gather the cavalry to protect me and go to the port. Are you ready? "

Span didn't speak, his eyes glanced at the old prime minister standing aside, and finally landed on the sword blade in front of him. On the blade, blood was clearly visible. "Your Majesty." General Span's voice was awkward: "I have gathered all the horses in the palace, and all the cavalry I brought, have assembled ...

Garcia's eyes were clearly shaken, and his voice shuddered again: "Okay, okay, you immediately ordered me to let them line up outside ... to protect me to the dock, we" on the ship one by one r one by one the one by the sea One by one one by one "

In the end, the young emperor did not even dare to look up to catch the eyes of the old prime minister.

Just when Salem Bonelli's eyes were filled with despair ...

"Sorry, Your Majesty, I can't execute your order.

Suddenly, General Span raised his head and met the emperor's eyes: "I can't do it.

Garcia's eyes looked at the mushrooms and daggers: "You, what do you say?"

"The five hundred cavalry I brought, and all the horses gathered together in the palace, all together, a total of 671 horses ... now all have been killed!" Span's The voice, at this moment, became surprisingly calm. He stared at the emperor Garcia: "Your Majesty, I personally ordered, I'm sorry, I used your name, and I asked the soldiers to take all the horses.

All slaughtered! Now no one can find a living warhorse inside or outside the palace! Garcia screamed, and howled back a few steps, staring at General Span: "You, what did you say? You actually disobeyed my order! Span! Span !!!"

Span slowly stood up: "Her Majesty, slaughter all the war horses. At this moment, the generals of the army have given up the option of fleeing! We will guard the palace and coexist with the empire! And you ... Your Majesty, please, and bereavement Together! "Flutter! The emperor's body fell, and he sat on the ground embarrassed.

Span suddenly seemed to let go of all his hesitation and anxiety. The general turned away, and instead of looking at the emperor on the ground, he strode toward the entrance of the hall.

When he came to the door, Span turned and looked back at the emperor: "Your Majesty, if the enemy comes into the imperial city, there is only one who may step on my body one by one! This is the only thing I can assure you. Please forgive me for breaking your order, but this is my last loyalty to the empire. "After that, the general slowly exited the gate of the hall.

Suddenly the old prime minister breathed a long breath. His eyes looked a little complicated outside the door, and then the emperor sitting on the ground.

The old man bent down and picked up his sword from the ground. I & # 39; s within easy reach, he did not even reach out to help the emperor sitting on the ground. "His Majesty"

The old prime minister patted his clothes gently, bounced off the dust on his knees, and then wiped the blood on the blade with his sleeve. Looking at the emperor, his tone seemed very indifferent: "There is nothing to worry about now. Regardless of the final outcome, you now have at least one choice:

"Choose, do I still have a choice?" Garcia's voice calmed down, "with a sneer and a mockery.

"Yes, choose." The old prime minister nodded, gazing into Garcia's eyes: "At least, at this last moment, you can choose glory, choose glorious standing."

After that, the old prime minister was no longer-looking at the emperor, holding a sword in his hand, he turned and strode away.

In the hall, it suddenly became dead and silent.

Garcia heard his breathing clearly, even his heartbeat. He sat on the ground and didn't know how long it had passed. At this moment, time seemed to have stopped completely "" ... Do I really have any choice? ? "

The young emperor suddenly turned around and looked at the corner: "If, I command you, protect me from leaving the palace, leave Osquilia, I order you to protect me from the ship and go to sea?"

In the corner, the sinking middle-aged man stepped out of the darkness as if stepping out; "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm going to refuse your order. I'm willing to serve you, but it's not a way to help you escape. .If the rebels really kill here, I won't let anyone hurt you until I bleed the last drop of blood. But otherwise ... I'm sorry, I won't leave! "Garcia heard it, suddenly Laughing, his laughter was a little crazy.

"Ha ha ha ha! Good choice! Good choice! You all have choices, but I have no choice! What choices do you leave for me? You only give me choices for you! Well, good! You are all warriors, are you only Am I a coward !!! "

Outside the palace, most of the aristocratic ministers have been scattered, some of them can't wait for the news of the emperor, they have disappeared in the chaos, and some are the old prime minister and General Span who left the hall. Driven away.

The old Prime Minister threw the words to these people very plainly: "If you are afraid of death, find a place to run and hide yourself! If you still have a little courage and dignity, take up your weapons and prepare for the last loyalty of the Empire." In this world, not everyone has the courage and dignity to face death.

Those noble ministers have at least ran away, and the rest of them are not necessarily all loyal. Everyone is just in this case, there is no other place to escape, no Nowhere else.

Span was no longer wasting time here. He had left the gate of the hall to rectify armaments and hurry up the final time to arrange defense.

The soldiers ran back and forth, demolishing many of the palace's buildings, the door panels, tables and chairs, and all the available wood. The arsenal of the palace has been opened, and some of the remaining weapons stored have been moved. Even the waiters in the court have been armed. Although it is not known how much these guys can use when the war is coming, but in At this time, it is good to have even half the strength. But everyone was still panicking, because the young emperor in the palace still didn't show up. The strong blood was filling the air, not human blood, but horse blood!

Everyone knows that all the war horses have been slaughtered. Without the war horses, when the rebels have entered the city, and no one knows the place around the palace, no one has the courage to escape. The city is full of soldiers and horses. Without war horses, there is no possibility of escape. Even Span has ordered the palace door to be blocked.

Finally, just outside the palace, many noble ministers were desperate, and behind him, the heavy door opened. The young emperor finally gave birth. Although his face was still gray, and although his eyes were still a little scared, he finally appeared.

The emperor no longer held the scepter, but a sharp sword, his body. It is no longer that Hua-Li's feeble robe, but a new and bright armor.

Nevertheless, when the emperor appeared on the steps of the palace, the people below cheered.

Even the garrison in the distance, the guards, the Royal Army, also saw their emperor standing at the door of the main hall, holding a sword and armor. The soldiers raised their weapons, roared, and waved their swords at the emperor.

Although the old Prime Minister's face was still gloomy, his eyes were finally a bit more lively. He immediately came over, stood under the steps of the emperor, and exhaled: "Your Majesty, you made a right decision." " I wish it was correct. "Garcia answered blankly, coldly.

The morning light had gradually become clear. At this moment, a loud horn sound came from the direction of the city gate in the distance. Although the horn sounded intermittently because of the wind, it fell clearly in everyone's ear!

The soldiers in the palace castle, everyone could hear the horn, could not help looking at the direction of the horn sound.

Span even got a little excited, and he quickly jumped up the wall: "It's the Arc de Triomphe! The direction of the Arc de Triomphe, the Triumphal Trombone! It's Adrik! It must be him! He is telling us that they are still there! They just there!!

He immediately turned back and yelled, "Blow the trumpet! Trumpet responds to them! Tell them with a trumpet, we are here to stay! Never die!"

Just that morning, on this cold winter morning. Osgilia, this thousand-year-old ancient capital, is the largest city on the mainland. This city is said to never fall. The gates were broken by the rebels. The city was filled with fire and chaos. The rebels entered the city and the empire was called the end of time. . Above the city, the mighty and majestic horn of victory triumphed.

The last defender of the empire, under the city gate and in the palace, sounded the horn at the same time, so that the trumpet will be condensed over the city! "The emperor doesn't seem to run away."

At the end of a secluded street in the city, where the chaos has not yet spread, standing on the roof of a small building, a light woman this year sighs softly, beside her is a tall figure with purple hair and purple pupils , But Shen Shen, staring at the direction of the trumpet door.

At the harbour dock, one big ship flying the Landis flag has sailed off the coast. In one of the largest battleships, the bearded Gisbet stood on the bridge and stared quietly into the sky. Oscilia, the endless sound of the horn, rang in my ears, mixed with the sound of the sea breeze and waves. "No need to wait, Gislent.

Behind Gislent, the handsome-looking Landis young man sighed softly: "It seems that their emperor will not escape here. Obviously, these Byzantines are more than we think courage."

Gislent turned and smiled, looking at the young man behind him: "His Royal Highness, although a little disappointed, I have to say that I admire these Byzantines. Now ... it's time we came on stage."

History is like an abominable river. When you think of calm seas, there are always unexpected waves.

In this winter of the year, on this night, everything that happened in Osgilia seemed to bring the situation on the continent, which had already stabilized, to a new direction that was unknown.

And affected by this unexpected "turn", it is far more than just those who are in the center of the vortex of Oscilia ...

It is unknown at this moment. The arrival of this wave has the greatest impact, but it is not these peerless empires or emperors or ministers who are in the vortex.

The real influence is far-reaching, but it is a small character in the North Country who has not officially entered the center of the stage at the moment ...

Xia Yafu fell on the horse, pressed his body tightly, tried to put his body on the horse, and the wind blew by his ears. There was a rush of horseshoes around and behind him. It was just beside me. The horses galloped on the road in the wilderness, galloping all the way north.

In his heart, there seemed to be something like wild grass breeding wildly!

time! 1 hour! !! time! !!

In this galloping northward, although Xia Ya is still on horseback ~ lightnovelpub.net ~, his heart seems to have flown thousands of miles to Denzel City. "The city of Osgilia is broken, why is I so unlucky! Shouldn't this **** city never fall ?!" Charya cursed Heaven. All the original plans were disrupted!

He knew very well how much the situation in Osgilia had affected his small warlord on the edge! Whether the empire can survive is vital to his so-called "the last empire resistance force in the north"!

No matter what the plan was made before, after getting the news, at least one fact is obvious: all plans must be mentioned!

"Lao Tzu's army hasn't been rectified yet! There isn't enough reserves! Even the winter clothes haven't all been put together ... and food, morale, weapons, military expenses ... everything is not ready ..." The wind whispered to my ears, and my heart cursed wildly: "How a blink of an eye has changed!"

"Little Xia, I have a hunch." Dora's voice came from deep in my head.

"What?" "No matter how you curse, you can't change a fact." Dora's voice took care of some mocking Z} _ said: "You must come on stage in advance, go to this stage in advance!"