Chapter 481 White Tiger Country, the Royal Capital
But Chris would not do such a cruel thing. After all, the knights had surrendered and could be counted as one of their own.
He ordered: "Open the city gate and let my people in."
"Yes, yes, yes." Pushilin said repeatedly, and then shouted to the knights behind him, "Open the city gate!"
With a "creak" sound, the door opened inwards.
Chris did not let his entire army go in, but left five hundred knights to help manage the city. Tens of thousands of troops might make the city very crowded.
Then, he took away more than two hundred people from this Miluo city, disrupted them, and mixed them into groups.
After doing this, Chris did not stay any longer, but rushed to the next city.
In the next six or seven days, Chris continuously attacked all the small cities in front without encountering any strong opponents. It can be said that it was effortless.
Most of the time was spent on the road. When attacking the city, he didn't even need an army to attack, he could easily solve it by himself.
Most noble knights are very aware of current affairs, but they also encountered two stubborn donkeys who refused to surrender.
In desperation, Chris could only wipe their necks casually and let them take their stubbornness to heaven.
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When night falls, countless bonfires are lit in Stardew Valley, like stars.
This is an open valley with very flat terrain, rich products, and a variety of wild animals living there.
Chris ordered the army to stay here and rest in place.
After entering the White Tiger Kingdom, it was very smooth. We captured one large and four small cities without any hindrance, a total of five cities.
But Chris knows that the real tough battle is waiting for him ahead.
About a hundred kilometers further on is the royal capital of the White Tiger Kingdom.
It is estimated that Yu Ge and Ye Dog will definitely send a lot of reinforcements.
Chris sat by the campfire, staring at the map in a daze, his face flushed red by the light of the fire.
The dry firewood exploded, making a "crackling" sound from time to time.
"You've been sitting like this for an hour." Lisa next to her couldn't help but say.
Chris said: "I'm thinking what should I do if the White Tiger King doesn't come out and huddles like a turtle in the capital?"
The eighth-level knight of the White Tiger Kingdom is the great prince Toronto. If he joins the war, it will definitely be him.
Lisa said calmly: "What are you afraid of? As long as we can defeat that prince and the eighth-level experts from the other two countries, the rest of us will have nothing to worry about. We will just break into the city and arrest the king."
"I'm afraid that if he sees something is wrong, he will run away early." Chris said melancholy. The previous Marquis also did the same.
"After we capture the royal capital, we will slowly encroach on his territory, okay." Lisa patted Chris on the shoulder, "Let's go to bed."
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In the early morning of the next day, the army regained their strength and set off.
Two hours later, they saw the outline of the White Tiger King's capital in the distance.
Very grand.
In the afternoon, the army successfully arrived.
The wall of the royal capital is about sixty meters high. It looks very thick from the air. It is estimated that the thickness of the wall may be seventy or eighty meters. It is like a giant fortress.
Countless soldiers wearing bright silver armor patrolled back and forth on the city wall with neat steps, waiting in full formation.
The walls are inlaid with dense thorns and spikes, obviously to prevent climbing.
The city gates are two giant stone doors more than ten meters high. They are brown-grey in color, with uneven surfaces and magical fluctuations.
Chris' face was solemn. The capital's defense was very tight, like a turtle shell, which made people feel like they had no choice but to take action.
The army is stationed five kilometers outside the city. This royal capital is more difficult to defeat than any other city in the past. What follows is bound to be a protracted battle.
"Chris, you're finally here." Over the royal capital, the young prince Toronto walked through the air, his bright red cloak fluttering behind him.
Chris transformed into a dragon human form and also flew into the sky, confronting Toronto: "Don't you just want my life? Just come here and get it, why do you have to go round and round to invite the dragon slayer?"
"I don't understand what you're talking about." Toronto denied.
"Haha, that Mr. Jendsen has already revealed his employer, and it was you three countries who were behind it." Chris had already found out the name of the person who assassinated him.
There are not many dragon slayers at the top of the eighth level in the whole continent. It is easy to deduce the identity of the other party based on their appearance.
"You're talking nonsense. It was obviously sent by the Pigeon Country to look for him, and Jenderson didn't even know we were involved." Toronto defended, not realizing that he had already fallen into the trap of Chris' words.
Chris said sternly: "It is indeed you!"
In fact, it is already obvious that the three kingdoms took the lead in blocking the trade routes of the Blazing Dragon Kingdom, which was obviously discussed long ago.
And several other countries are simply following suit.
Toronto knew he had made a mistake and hurriedly covered his mouth.
But the matter has come to this, and there is no need to keep pretending.
"Don't talk nonsense without evidence, or I'll sue you for slander." In front of so many people, Toronto would not admit it even to death. "No matter what, this is not the reason for you to start a war."
Chris sneered and said: "Who said I was going to start a war? I just saw a few of the murderers who besieged me fleeing this way, so I brought my men to hunt me down. It was you who stopped me again and again.
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Toronto said angrily: "You have captured several of our cities in succession. Isn't this starting a war?"
"Oh, who let them block my way?" Chris shrugged, "And I only took over temporarily, and I didn't say I wanted to occupy it."
"You!" Toronto was speechless for a moment. After all, it was their fault in the first place.
"I didn't expect you to be so smart at such a young age." At this time, two more figures appeared in the city.
One of them had white hair and wrinkles on his face, and he looked like he was in his seventies.
Of course, the age of a high-ranking knight cannot be identified by appearance.
The other one had dark skin and very thick hair, almost like a degenerate ape.
Judging from the opponent's momentum, they are both eighth-level knights.
Chris sneered and said: "Which coffin did you climb out of? You even brought pets. How could you like to raise monkeys?"
In one short sentence, both of them were mocked.
Night Dog King Festa was so angry that he rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward: "Who do you think is a monkey? Say it again if you can!"
"Hey, monkeys can still talk?" Chris looked surprised.
As a young man in the 21st century, he has been influenced by countless Internet keyboard warriors, and his ability to quarrel with people is beyond the reach of these mainland natives.