When William and Billy heard the soldier's tone as if they were taken for granted, they were startled and then smiled at each other. Billy asked with interest: "Carding? What kind of accounting method should be?"

The Wing soldier was like a familiar businessman, and said directly without saying a word: "We all want all Wings slaves, regardless of age. After passing the training, half of the adult Wings returned to serve as a free man, while the remaining Wing soldiers were all under the jurisdiction of the Crescent Army and had no connection with the Salinth Province."

"Your business is not fair, why do I take out all the slaves, but I only come back a small part of it. It is unfair to do so." William said not very politely, but it seemed to have expected it. The winged man said coldly: "If we had not had our training, you would not have one, and the crescent province has also taken the burden of the old and young, which is already fair to the Salint Province. If we don't do it, the crescent province will not force it."

The two looked at each other again, both shocked by the calmness of the man in front of them. However, Billy said very readily: "I believe that Lord Gui Chou will never go back on his word. Since that's the case, when do you plan to come and hand over?"

The soldier knew that his negotiations were completed and said with a slow expression: "If we can take down the rebels tomorrow night, then we will hand over the handover at noon the day after tomorrow?" He was clean and decisive, and he could see that the ghostly and ugly figure was on the body of this winged man.

"Okay! Although you are a messenger, your bravery has won my respect. If that's the case, what should I do if I go to the mansion to talk?" After that, Billy took the hand of the Wingman, but the Wingman broke free and said, "It's so busy. Please prepare early!" After that, the Wingman jumped down the city wall with one foot. The wind suddenly started to sound, and he saw him soaring into the sky from the city, adjusting the direction and flew out from the east of the city.

"What if the person who came here was a dwarf?" William asked quipped, and Billy said without blinking, "Then this business is also cost-effective." The two looked at each other and did not stay on the city wall for a long time. The two of them immediately returned home, while Billy spread his palms open. William smiled slightly when he saw it but looked clear.

The next morning, the loud horn sounded in Salint City as usual, and the howling under the city walls did not respond in outdones. However, when the two sides competed with each other's horn sound, an offensive horn that did not belong to either side suddenly came outside the court.

For a moment, not only the rebels under the city were a little confused, but even some soldiers on the city wall were a little surprised. However, Billy soon ordered the city gate to open and prepare to attack, but the rebels under the city wall heard a roar. The sound did not come from the opposite city gate, but from behind!

"What's the situation? Didn't it be the night attack tonight?" A lord representative said to another representative with a look of surprise, but the lord representative opposite him just shook his head. But no matter how confused they were, the enemy behind him had already appeared. If they didn't respond in time, they would probably face a situation of attacking from front to back.

"Hurry! Put on your equipment!" "Hurry, pick up your weapons!" "Run out of the camp and prepare to fight the enemy!" Various messy commands sounded in every corner of the camp, and at this time, both the Salint army on the city and the rebels under the city discovered the team behind.

"cavalry!"

That's right, the troops coming were indeed cavalry, and the overwhelming smoke and dust made it impossible to tell the specific number of people, but from the momentum, it was quite a big situation.

Even William on the city wall couldn't help but frown, "This ghost cuckold won't send all the crescent cavalry here, right?" But he also knew that this was absolutely impossible. So the cavalry under the city were a trick?

Although William could figure it out, the enemy under the city was not sure. Although the north wind was blowing in the sky and the troops came from the south, the smoke and dust were too strong, and even the wind was powerless. William was stunned and shook his head bored.

"Sir, that's a cavalry?" "Nonsense, I'm not stupid!" "Sir, how many people are there? Can we stop it?"

For a moment, there was a lot of discussion outside the camp because there was a message from the insider. The attack that should have happened only tonight, but it happened at dawn today. In this way, even the insider inside seemed to have been deceived, so how many enemies are there?

Just as the beacon was approaching outside Salint City, Kahler, who was in Crescent Moon City, received a letter, and the letter was sent by someone he was very familiar with.

"Your Highness, the old emperor..." A man with a shiny head and a terrifying scar on his face. He was carrying a long sword of more than one person tall and choked up, but he didn't know what to say. Kahler looked at the envelope on his hand, but he was even a little black.

"Ferramo, you..." Looking at a big man who almost never cried in front of him, Kahler felt that the letter in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds, but he didn't say much, but looked at the people below. The most conspicuous one was naturally a maid in his house, not more than one or less. However, after a long journey, he looked haggard, but he didn't add a lot of determination. Before this, there was a little girl who looked young, with stains on his face but a pair of smart eyes. Behind the little girl was a blind boy standing. The two of them were tightly pressed together, but the boy's face was only quiet, without any sadness.

Next to these two people were two unusual middle-aged men standing. One was wearing a light blue magic robe but covered half of his face with a cloak, and the other was a weird man with disheveled hair and clumped hair to cover his face. Looking to the side, there was a white-haired old man with sunken eyes and panting like a cow. If it weren't for the crutches in his hand, he seemed to fall down at any time.

There are only these people in the hall, they are all survivors of the fall of the Saint Capital, and everyone is injured.

"Sir Feng Lun, you go down and rest first, it's safe here." Kale said softly as he looked at the old man saluting first, but Feng Lun shook his head and carefully took down a package behind him. His body was hunched, and his face showed a hint of pain from time to time, but his face was solemn and sacred. Just looking at his expression and looking at the blood-filled package, Kale could guess what was inside.

After untiing the package, Feng Lun knelt on his knees and placed the package on the ground. The package was not light, but Feng Lun used all his strength to maintain a constant speed, and his movements could not help but tremble, but the speed did not change at all. The package that had turned into purple and black was placed on the ground by Feng Lun. He opened the section above, and his hands like dead branches trembled and wanted to uncover the cloth on it, but the package was stained with blood for too long, and the cloth was actually connected, while Feng Lun was weak but he had no strength to open it.

Seeing this, Kale immediately knelt in front of Feng Lun. As early as when Feng Lun knelt down, everyone in the room except the magician and the weirdo knelt down. Jesse, the commander of the tenth guard army who was blind, and his sister Lar knelt on Feng Lun's left. Ferramo knelt on Feng Lun's right. Seeing Feng Lun struggled, Faramo first signaled Lar to put Jesse's hand on the package, and then the four people opened the package together with force, uncovered layer after layer, but the eyes were covered with blood, from black to purple, purple to crimson, from crimson to blood red, layer by layer, layer by layer, layer by layer, like a knife and arrow, seeing Kale was crying, and everyone around her burst into tears.

When the last layer of cloth was unveiled, a golden seal and a scroll were quietly displayed in front of Kale. The square seal was bright and colorful. The scroll was flawless, forming a dazzling contrast with the layers of blood cloth. Feng Lun knelt on the ground, and his hands wanted to hold the square golden seal, but the golden seal was not moved at all. Jesse seemed to have sensed and reached out to hold Feng Lun's hand. At this time, Kale noticed that Jesse's fingernails had all disappeared, and there were black blood scabs that had condensed into pieces.

Holding Feng Lun's hand, Jesse's face also turned pale, beads of sweat the size of beans continued to ooze out, and in a blink of an eye it was already gathering into a stream. The old and young finally lifted the golden seal. Feng Lun took a deep breath, his chest was undulating, his voice hoarse, but he said with majesty: "The second prince of the Kotler Empire, Kale Kotler, takes the seal!"

Kale knelt on the ground like a protruding body, then took the golden seal with a solemn face, stretched his upper body straight, holding the golden seal with both hands higher than his head. Feng Lun slowly stood up with the help of Faram. Lar put the white scroll in the hands of the imperial prime minister. Feng Lun used a little force and slowly opened the scroll.

"Kale Kotler, the second prince of the Kotler Empire, took over the throne of the empire during the national crisis and became the 64th emperor of the Kotler Empire. Assisting the throne, we must clear the inside and outside, work hard to govern, and ensure the long-term stability of the Kotler Empire!" In just a few short sentences, Feng Lun actually took a break three times, but his expression was solemn and firm, and the people present also had solemn and solemn expressions. The two people standing beside him also knelt down. As for the soldiers on duty in the crescent moon city, everyone kneeled down to the lord's mansion.

This is the most pointed and brief throne-passing ceremony in the Kotler Empire and the entire continent, and it is also the smallest attendee-passing ceremony. Kahler raised his head, and his face was still filled with two lines of tears. After the scroll, the people present immediately called the name of the young king in a low voice, and then the entire Crescent Moon City was really the name of Kahler Kotler.
Chapter completed!