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Chapter 850 The blood-stained crown

"Wait a minute...Isn't the coronation ceremony the day after tomorrow? Please let me see General Gulion...Did you get the time wrong?"

There were about a hundred people standing in the solemn courtroom of Saifan Harbor Courthouse.

Looking at the guests in the jury box who were temporarily brought in to make up the number, Akbar initially had a blank expression on his face, and then looked at the Wilant people standing aside and expressed his dissatisfaction.

According to the original arrangement, he would be crowned in the presence of his father's veterans and become the undisputed new emperor of Borneo Province.

But now, only a few counts and viscounts are witnessing this moment.

Even more than that, there were some people in the jury box who were not even nobles. They were looking at him with crazy and excited faces, with the words "never seen the world" almost written on their faces.

Those guys look like jerks at first glance.

How could such an important thing allow these guys to join in the fun?

What kind of words does this sound like!

Regarding the little emperor's dissatisfaction, Peter didn't bother to pay attention to it and just said impatiently.

There is shame written on every face, but we are all confused. Is there any difference between continuing to guard and risking death?

No matter how much he appeases Absaek, I will definitely take one step forward!

No one can stop us from going forward.

Isher said in a serious tone.

Our task is to cut into the northwest corner of Lion State and open up a strategic corridor on the northwest side of Borneo Province from Akbar to the eight northern states.

In an instant, eight centurions in my hand were beaten, and contact was completely lost.

As the first gunshot started, rows of 100mm artillery roared.

I regretted that I had to grit my teeth to pieces, but I still had to shoot this figure in the back.

That's all, Akbar's air force units also took off one after another, and nearly a hundred "Dagger" propeller fighters rushed towards the Borneo air force.

"The 111th Thousand-man Corps of Borneo has not advanced yet." It's so joyful!

"Does he still think that you are looking for someone else?"

Yes, this guy's mind is indeed big enough, and his bottom line is very low, maybe just a little lower than the monkeys outside the court.

"Team 2 saves 7 people!"

Finally regaining his shaky consciousness, Centurion McClun picked up the rifle that had been left aside.

Like these war-loving Valeantians, we had also waited too long for that moment.

The "thunder" that had been brewing for a long time finally came from the air and reached the outside of Xifan Harbor, where a stunned look on his face opened his mouth.

Saifan Port is not a person who is afraid of death. Finally, he can fight without pain! Maybe this guy is also being coerced... he is a shameful thing!

"General Otlet's troops are going to Dog State to fight the rebels! If you want to die, get out of here and make way for the legion!"

"The successive rounds of shelling are just a warning to them! They must continue to insist on their own way, but don't blame the shells for having eyes-"

Uncle Kang Fang shouted softly.

However, I didn't dare to take the risk and climbed up from the ground. I could only grit my teeth and bear the heat of the eggs. That moment finally came!

Before discovering the incoming enemy plane, the "Horn" airship immediately stopped supporting the rear line, turned its course, and aimed its cannons at the sky below Akbar.

"Well," Uncle Kang Fang nodded, "That price is worth it."

The communications soldier is still alive, squatting outside the trench and operating the radio.

But if I risked my life, I would have to change my life before I die!

The rising and falling sounds echoed in the solemn court, like a symphony without a conductor's baton.

Finally letting out the breath that was stuck in his chest, Chet spat on the ground in relief and stomped on it before leaving that place of right and wrong.

The old man held the gold crown in both hands and bowed obediently.

"Haha, the alliance... this is what we are going to do," Kang Fangbo curled his lips and said with a clear face, "You will let us know the price of being nosy.

"The alliance's envoy is in Tiandu, you think we will pretend not to see it."

My subordinates and I have not been waiting for that day for too long!

We will completely smash the first shackles that bind the people of Valant - this "contract of shame" signed in the witness of the "legacies" of the War and Construction Committee.

The officer standing behind me looked solemn and gave an excited military salute.

"Dang! You should...wait a minute, that throne is not yours to begin with!

Looking at the torrent of steel and the track marks pressing down on the field, the face of the woman huddled at the edge of the field was flushed with excitement.

"Xilan is hopeless!"

Under the nearby battle line, tanks one after another passed through the defense line of the Borneo Army without any obstruction, and like a storm sweeping across the cold zone steppe, they retreated towards the Dog State in the eight northern states.

The frontier of the Valantians should be at the edge of the solar system—or even the Milky Way!

In front of each tank, there were ten-man brigades with guns and live ammunition, following closely.

"The radio station has been bombed!"

"The 1st Armored Centurion and 7th Infantry Centurion push back!

Where do those rubes get the time to train?!

Behind this kind of thing, positional warfare has completely lost its effect.

Isher, who was standing next to me, smiled faintly. We should die outside.

McClun punched the ground hard, stared in Akbar's direction and cursed.

What surprised us was the plane itself. I seemed to see a mouse.

"Your ideas are slightly different from his. What are the natives out there really like? But it's too early to say we will win now."

Just now I went there with bad intentions to persuade me to surrender, but I didn't expect that the other side would treat my bad intentions as donkey liver, and what I would get in return would be repayment of kindness with hatred.

"The phone line was blown up. How about you contact the troops at the rear? These little noses can even use heavy artillery. It would be so complicated just to gain power with you!"

The man was startled, stumbled and fell to the ground, got up and ran back, even daring to look back.

Waves of roars rang out from the fragmented formation, and it was obvious that I was the only one who was thinking this way.

Just as I expected, the signal soldier raised his head with a look of despair.

What the hell is that?!

"Slow down! Why is it still over?" Is it raining?

Still determined, I sent the messenger to the back line to check the situation, and quickly obtained the information from the forward headquarters.

Contacted and reported the situation at the border. "Oh oh oh!!"

"... Damn it, where is your radio station?! Please tell the front about the situation there!"

It was exactly the same as when I was at Kang Fang Bo. What I faced that time was not a fool but a group of bloodthirsty devils.

The hundred-man team, which originally had a full strength of 170 people, didn't even know how many people were left alive.

The people sitting in the jury box did not hear the conversation between the two.

It's a bad thing that this guy's marksmanship is terrible. If I run slowly, I'll be killed by this guy.

Just as he finished speaking, voices came one after another from the front.

Whether you are a commoner or a noble, "the enthronement ceremony is over."

Although I felt that even a deaf person could hear such a small movement, but I still yelled at the communication in front of me.

Sitting outside the headquarters, Captain Dumut looked down at the map with a cheerful smile on his face.

But the Borneo people.

"Turn on the safety and prepare to fight!!"

"No one is ready to fight! Let these little noses steal another inch of land from you!"

The battle line was pushed back almost every minute, and the Borneo Army was beaten to the point where it lost all its armor.

My people have been bleeding ever since this group of Velantans came to that land.

As the order was given, the Borneo soldiers left the trenches one after another and evacuated from the battlefield in an orderly manner while taking advantage of the gaps in firepower.

As players, we have fewer reasons to fight than these Valantians—

"You know... Your side will report your situation immediately."

We should survive, preserve our vitality, and bring what we see on the rear lines back to the front, with fewer people thinking about ways to deal with it.

My name is Chet Wai.

"That's a war! You're kidding them. You want them to send reinforcements immediately! Immediately! Damn it, I'll collect your bodies later!"

Guion didn't recognize the count behind him, but he couldn't find any fault with the respectful etiquette.

At this moment we were all shouting in unison.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty on your coronation!" "What the hell!!"

Our Ratfolk leader did the hardest, but not the least.

Before the man could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the sound of a gunshot.

Ross didn't look at me, he just winked at the old man standing aside.

"Um."

Just like when announcing the opening of the court, the judge said those words in a solemn tone, then turned and left the court.

And there were no more than a hundred fights!

This guy has even fewer barrels than the guns we have.

"All my dear friends, slowly come to your senses!"

Every time I read the reports in the "Daily Survivor" and saw these massacred family members, I felt a surge of anger in my chest.

Akbar was dumbfounded. He opened his mouth and was speechless for a moment. He just stared blankly at the Weirant people in front of him. ""

However, looking at me with my head covered in sweat, Kang Fangbo's heart sank, secretly thinking that something was going to happen.

The originally stable position seemed to be riddled with holes, and more than half of the soldiers lying in the trenches were killed or injured, with panic written on their shocked faces.

However, in the face of absolute strength, cunning is not enough, and the teeth and claws must be sharpened. Fortunately, the impact point is not far away from me.

"What the hell..." McClun let out a desperate moan.

Regarding this point, every survivor in the River Valley Province has no idea...

"yes!"

Vaguely, Uncle Kang Fang heard the exclamations coming from in front of him, so he raised his head and looked at the world.

This is a W-2 attack plane!

Enduring the pain in his abdomen, McClun looked at the messy battlefield in front of him and roared at the top of his lungs.

Just when I was thinking this, a man suddenly walked up to the edge of a farmland in Ruzuo.

Behind the "Horn" and the 902 heavy artillery of the Southern Army, these trenches dug with shovels are like a joke. Staying in one place and moving will only increase your own casualties.

"Fight with these little noses!" "Team 3! You have two left!" "Damn it!"

It turned out that it was like something that my father carried on his back, and my chest was filled with surging emotions.

Some Wilant soldiers stationed in Akbar raised their heads involuntarily and looked at the world, with expressions of surprise on their faces.

I had hope that I could survive that battle. "You bastards! It's you who should get out!"

"What's going on now? Have they seen the legion's troops?!"

By the time no one reacted, the dazzling white light and boiling flames had not yet landed on the Borneo border army's position.

"Long live my emperor!"

"Every unit listens to the order! Withdraw your position immediately! Move to the southeast!"

McClung, however, was unmoved. He just stared at the nearby fields and took aim with the rifle in his hand.

However, even if I was not ready to die heroically, I still had to think about my comrades squatting outside the trenches.

The smoky soil was baked hot.

McClun silently calculated in his mind that there were only 57 people left in the entire centurion team.

The main force in the retreat was Captain Oletwan's 170,000th team.

The moment the order was given, ten tanks parked at the edge of the field started their engines at the same time.

The telephone line connecting the rear-line radio station was blown up, and I was in constant contact with the centurions on the last line. Fortunately, the telephone line connecting the front line was still intact.

Guion stretched his hands back and raised them slightly downward, making a loving gesture.

What is even more shocking is the gun barrel embedded under the towering steel armor.

Pairs of cold eyes lit up around me, but I buried my head high, not daring to look down at the prince.

As for what happened before, I didn’t understand it at all.

What is the reason for this?

Perhaps sports warfare is a more appropriate way of fighting... Putting that funny monkey show outside my court is not an attempt to humiliate me.

The expression on my face gradually became serious, and I yelled in front of me.

There is no chance of winning if you continue to fight. There is no use except for dying!

Except for the distinguished nobles and knowledgeable elders, the people sitting in the jury box all had expressions of watching the excitement on their faces and were whispering to each other in high spirits.

Gritting his teeth and staring at this bastard, McClun roared angrily.

Xifanggang, who was hiding outside the bombhole, gritted his teeth and dug out the phone that had fallen to the ground from a pile of messy debris.

Xifanggang cursed secretly in his mind and continued to roar into the phone.

The same thunder also reached Peter.

"Your Majesty... please crown me." My voice trembled slightly, and I knelt on the ground hastily.

Dark clouds suddenly filled the sky, covering up the light, and a dull sound came from the high and low clouds.

But something else.

An officer walked up to me and said loudly. At that moment, the muffled sound coming from the clouds was getting closer and closer.

"A battle without any suspense... You thought the natives out there would be stupider than the freaks outside the small desert. But you thought less. We are still fighting like this group of people with iron rods."

Guy."

The operator's voice was also calm. It was obvious that he was not new to the business, and the command center at the front did not expect the current situation at all.

I didn't have time to think about it before flashes of light flew over from under the floating fortress and formed tens of thousands of bullets in the air.

"Does he think we haven't had a chance to make a comeback?"

I responded with my nose, and then I reached out and picked up the gold crown, and solemnly put it on my head.

If a fight really breaks out, there should be something wrong with giving the front five minutes.

The stupid thing about those guys is that we actually thought about defeating the legion through positional warfare.

This roaring sound came from under the propeller, and the clouds were torn apart by the huge and small blades.

The legion's troops didn't even look at us as they walked through the mud mixed with blood and flesh.

"Out there is the 111th Thousand-man Team of the Northwest Section of the Defense Line. You are being shelled from the direction of Akbar! I repeat, you are being shelled from the direction of Akbar!"

On the other side, underneath the last line of the northwest section of the defense line.

This is a giant whale flying with its wings spread out, with rows of huge propellers embedded under its wings.

The bullet landed at the man's feet, sending up a cloud of smoke and dust.

At the same time that Dumut's men were racing towards the north, the roar of propellers also approached Kang Fangbo's sky from the east.

This Lion Clan man was the sweeper of the court. We carefully gave me the title of earl and then explained what I was going to do.

This seems to be Thunder. "Long live Xilan!"

That round of shelling was less violent than the previous ones, and the sound of the explosion completely covered McClun's roar.

Now the Wilant people want to continue to move backward and let this cannibal hell spread to the hinterland of Borneo...

There was the sound of a chair being pulled out on the other end of the phone, and the operator said calmly.

"1!" "Returned, brothers!"

The spearhead of the retreat was the 171st Mechanized Thousand Troop followed by Peter, supported by the airship "Horn".

However, even so, I still didn't feel like my internal organs were shaken out of place.

My centurions and I were wiped from the ground together with the positions around us.

"The great emperor has a royal look on his face, he is really a talented person."

However, Gu Lion raised his mouth slightly, and the gloomy joy that was originally hiding under his face turned into a suppressed smile at that moment.

"!"

Before the brief rustle of electricity, the voice of the operator ahead came immediately.

The sound of popping wheat in the communication channel was continuous and intermittent, and it was as quiet as the New Year.

Everyone present except for the Weiland people fell to their knees in an instant and knocked their foreheads to the ground.

It seems that many brothers are still alive.

Standing under Akbar's border, I stared in the northwest direction with an expression on my face.

We even knew what was happening when we saw the legion's artillery shells suddenly come over.

After all, the price of minding your own business will be more expensive.

Being startled by those words, Gulion, who knew the truth and falsehood, spoke calmly.

The shelling lasted for ten full minutes before stopping.

Standing in the center of the courtroom, Ross glanced at the time. He was tired of waiting, so he glanced at the dumbfounded guy.

Across the battlefield plowed by artillery shells, we sloppily inspected every trench, every crater, every corpse, and re-shot those we suspected were still alive.

"Ouch!!!!" The feeling was simply...

However, the W-2s that passed by did not rush towards Kang Fangbo. Instead, before taking a false shot, they rushed towards the station and railway to the north of the port.

"Lie down!!!"

Looking at the smoke-filled battlefield nearby, Kang Fang gave the order with an expression on her face.

My compatriots have shed enough blood. It only took a moment. This outlet was intentional.

At the same time, an excited and loud shout rang out from under the "Mosquito" fighter pilot on the other side.

The wind is getting weaker and weaker, and it seems like it's going to rain.

Eighty seconds later, a deafening explosion came from Akbar's direction.

Before discovering the movements of these planes, General Outlet, who was in the headquarters, suddenly narrowed his eyes and apparently noticed some clues.

"Oh shit·····"

"... What a useless thing, the Wilantes just borrowed a passage from their land, and they came to fight them. They have to rush down to die. Is it flattering to surrender in exchange for peace? Tsk tsk, you deserve it.

!”

"Hurry up now."

Looking at the bombed-out battlefield, I didn't feel any discomfort in my heart. I wished I had to cheer for these little noses.

Hearing this demoralizing response, a smile appeared on McClung's face.

Our children and grandchildren will forever remember that moment and be forever grateful from the bottom of their hearts!

so bad.

As if saying less was a waste of time, Kang Fang looked at the judge standing nearby.

Even if it means death.

The judge had a sullen expression on his face, but in the end he said nothing.

After practicing in front of the mirror countless times, I finally didn’t have the chance to do it in front of anyone!

The flames of the explosion boiled beneath the position, and the raging shrapnel was noisy like raindrops, covering the entire depth of the entire defense line.

And it’s a cunning mouse. “People behind, listen!!”

His death should be more meaningless!

At that moment, my burning pupils were frozen on the spot.

The hand holding the phone was trembling, and my head was turning slowly, but I couldn't think of a solution.

McClun raised his gun and aimed at this guy, only to find that he was not a Vaillant man.

The exhaust pipe spits out thick white smoke, and under the gaze of the giant airship, the formidable armor moves backward towards the fragmented position!

Behind the 902mm heavy artillery, the trench dug by the soldiers of the Borneo Army was like a toothpick, and the earth in the trench was blown to the world.

Peter's eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his originally tense mouth turned up with a trace of easily detectable amusement.

"General Gulion has something important to do and doesn't have time to see you. It's going to rain the day after tomorrow, so I'm bringing it forward."

During that period, Borneo organized several retreats. However, in one case, even the enemy was aware of the attack and was defeated by the salvo of horizontal and vertical firepower.

"2!"


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