High-pitched and powerful scoldings continued to sound, and the sound of sticks clashing was even more harsh and unpleasant. Less than ten miles away from the city of Burelei, in a manor close to the summer hunting palace of the imperial family, two figures were rolling on the snow-covered school field.
They were fighting together. Dozens of bald men with bare upper bodies, tight leather pants, bare feet, and holding shields and short swords were standing aside to watch the battle.
A loud shout came out, and the long stick in the hand of the two fighting men, Black Horsehouse, was knocked away by the opponent with a twist. Then the opponent quickly stabbed him in the stomach with the hard iron and wood stick.
Black Horsehouse screamed in pain, fell to the ground with his hands on his belly, opened his mouth to vomit, and even vomited out the bitter bile water.
"Trash!" Like Black Horse House, Hao Lin, who only wore a pair of leather briefs in this season when drops of water turned into ice, snorted coldly. He dropped the iron stick and took the long cloak handed by a big man and wrapped it around him.
He slowly walked up to House and kicked him to the ground.
"A descendant of the Bavel family, you have been tempering your body and practicing fighting spirit since you were a child. You became the lowest level human knight when you were thirteen years old. Your father taught you various tactical skills when you were seven years old, and you will conquer Ludao."
Use various actual combat examples in the war as your teaching materials."
"But you were defeated by a gangster from a civilian family!"
Haolin's one eye was twitching violently. The person kneeling on the ground and vomiting crazily was his biological brother. He would have killed him with his own hands long ago - just like he personally killed him, an expression who escaped from battle in the army.
It's like cutting off the head.
"You have embarrassed your father, and you have shamed the entire family." Haolin said unceremoniously: "The matter has become big. Not only the military, but also those in the civil servant system, they all know about this."
Scandal. The youngest son of the Bavel family was actually defeated by a group of gangsters in a student fight. This incident has a great impact, and some people have spoken before His Majesty, questioning his father's ability to lead."
Black Horse House raised his head angrily, gritted his teeth and roared: "This matter has nothing to do with father."
Haolin sneered with a gloomy face: "But in front of my father and the political opponents of the entire military, this matter has something to do with my father. The youngest son of the Bavel family, a talent who has received orthodox military education since childhood, and the future elite of the imperial military,
He was actually defeated by a group of gangsters. Do you know what this means? It means the failure of my father, the failure of the Pavel family, and even the failure of the entire military system."
Taking a deep breath, Haolin kicked House several meters away. He snorted coldly: "Remember the beatings I gave you in the past few days, remember all the scars on your body in the past few days. Remember.
Your shame this time is that you were defeated without even seeing the enemy's face clearly."
House's teeth chattered. He reached out and slowly rubbed his abdomen. His body was covered with bruises and bruises. He nodded vigorously and said through gritted teeth: "Brother, I remember this.
I will return everything to them."
Haolin nodded gloomily, waved his hand and said: "Go and scrub, my father wants to see you. Remember, how much pressure my father and the entire family have endured and how much price they have paid for you, a waste, these days.
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Taking a deep breath, Haolin narrowed his one eye and turned his head to look in the direction of Borelli City.
In the small castle in the middle of the manor, there is a study room facing the school grounds. The study room is large in area, but the furnishings are simple and solemn. Apart from thirteen sets of armor with mottled sword marks and dozens of colorful weapons hanging on the wall, there is just
There were no other decorations. A huge desk was placed squarely in the middle of the study, with a military map near the 'Norman Battle Fort' spread out on it.
The entire wall of the study room facing the school grounds has been punched through and turned into a huge floor-to-ceiling window. House and Howlin's father, the current owner of the Pavel family, Imperial Viscount and Imperial Major General Howson is holding his hands behind his back
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, quietly looking out at the falling snow.
After changing into clean and tidy clothes, House, who had a bruised nose and a swollen face, carefully opened the door and walked quietly behind Housen.
After half an hour of silence, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on House's forehead. The sweat flowed down his cheeks and dripped from his chin. Housen, the master of the Bavel family, was his own son.
When facing him, you will also feel a heavy pressure. The direct source of that pressure is the strong and substantial murderous aura and death aura on Haosen's body, which can only be gathered from countless corpses and blood.
Haosen, who was not yet sixty years old, participated in the terrible mainland-island war when he was fifteen years old. He fought bloody battles on the battlefield for more than ten years and forcibly promoted the title of the Pavel family from baron to viscount. Centennial Island War
The last ten years of the war were also known as the "War of the Flesh Millstone". Millions of soldiers were killed directly on the Western Continent, and the casualties of the foreign races on Wudalian Island were over a million.
Hausen dyed his medal red with the blood of millions of soldiers. Thirty years after the war ended, the murderous intent in him still remained undiminished. He was born in the post-war peace years and has never really seen it.
After passing the battlefield, House was almost suffocated by the murderous aura in Housen's body.
Just when House could no longer bear the pressure on Howson and was about to faint, Housen finally turned around, bared his teeth and showed an ugly smile. Like Da Jianqiao, the owner of the Sword and Beauty Tavern, Housen's
His face was stabbed twice, and his face was almost chopped off. His dignity was obviously not much better. His twisted lips could not completely cover his teeth, and the two rows of broken yellow teeth were really scary.
.
With a slight smile, Haosen said slowly: "Failure is not terrible. I was defeated five times on the battlefield, and each time I lost all my legions. The number of soldiers lost directly due to those five defeats was more than
One hundred thousand."
House lowered his head respectfully, not daring to make a sound.
With a sigh, Haosen curled his lips and sneered: "It doesn't matter if you fail, the question is how much the failure should be worth. Your failure this time has made me, the family, and the military forces attached to the family fall into passivity.
And you were defeated by a group of gangster students, which is not worth it."
Holding House's shoulders tightly, Housen said gloomily: "You don't need to understand too much about the ups and downs at the top of the empire. You only need to know one thing. Your failure this time has brought too much loss to the family.
You have to make up for that."
After pondering for a moment, Haosen nodded slowly and said: "I will give you one year. You must graduate from the Army Academy with the first overall honors. I will let you join the North Sea Border Guards. The lost glory must be gained on the battlefield.
"
Shaking House's body vigorously, Housen narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "As for the person who defeated you."
"You must use your own power to defeat him, kill him, and destroy his entire family, so that the family's glory can be restored!"
