The cold autumn wind, carrying withered yellow leaves, blew through everyone present, taking away the little warmth and making the hands holding the weapons even colder.
War seems to be about to break out.
Ulric relied on his last shred of reason to stop himself from turning back to check the expressions of his subordinates.
He couldn't do that because it would reveal his cowardice, his sensitivity, and his distrust of his vassals.
He was really afraid, afraid that someone would really stand up at this delicate moment and agree to the conditions of the young man in front of him. Once the first person showed up, the next situation would be unmanageable.
At this time, all Ulric could do was to hold up his sword and stare at the extremely arrogant new king in front of him with cold eyes, waiting for a turning point.
"My monarch has told you that the negotiation is over. Please leave immediately, as a false king who has crowned you without permission. Otherwise, we will not be able to guarantee your safety."
As a loyal supporter of Ulric, the Duke of Alama immediately drew his weapon and yelled at the extremely arrogant young man in front of him. At the same time, other lords drew out their weapons and yelled.
However, the number of people who do this is less than half of the total.
Half of the remaining lords were looking at Duke Alifwan, the lord of Lion Lake City, as if waiting for his decision.
The eyes of the other half of the lords wandered on the faces of Allen and Ulric, with uncertain expressions in their eyes.
All this was completely reflected in Allen's eyes, and at the same time, he also had more calculations in his heart.
Of course he would not leave. Not to mention the power he possessed, the thousands of troops behind him also gave him sufficient confidence.
Ulric couldn't do anything to him now, unless he was willing to abandon the majesty of the king and the pride that he had held on to for a lifetime.
Moreover, Allen clearly felt that his words had an effect. Sometimes, not speaking was equivalent to expressing his attitude.
"Okay, if you don't accept this proposal, you have chosen war. In fact, I don't want to provoke too much killing, because there are still many enemies. To the north are the shameless usurpers, and to the west are the greedy and unbridled plunderers.
There are also ambitious outsiders from the south. If you and I have a fight here, we will definitely lose too much strength, and the enemy will only be able to take advantage of it."
Having said this, Allen's originally calm face showed a sarcastic look, and he looked at the Lion King across from him without any concealment, and shouted loudly: "How about we use a duel to resolve the dispute?
The winner gets everything, and the loser dies gloriously here."
Ulric's heart was already in turmoil at this time. He clenched his teeth and didn't know what to say. He was a king. For the sake of the crown on his head, he could not avoid, be timid, let alone mess around.
Now he extremely regrets that he underestimated the other party. For the sake of so-called pride, he agreed to the other party's negotiation move, and then made himself unable to get off the tiger.
Even without looking back, Ulric could guess a lot based on what he heard with his own ears. I am afraid that many leaders are already thinking of turning their backs on the Lord to survive.
At this moment, if he forcefully rejects the other party's proposal, wouldn't it reveal the cowardice in his heart? But if he agrees, even if Ulric has been on the battlefield all year round, he doesn't think he is sure of victory.
He always felt that something was not right with the other party.
"Since you claim to be the new king of Pendor, you shouldn't make such a childish suggestion. This involves the lives and deaths of countless people, as well as the fate of the entire kingdom. How can it be decided in a duel? We can temporarily cease the war.
Let’s discuss a better way.”
The person who spoke was Duke Alfvan. He very much agreed with some of what Allen said. They have many enemies now and should not spend too much power in this place.
But Allen saw something else. When Ulric was insulted just now, the duke with a gray beard did not express his position, so now he spoke to dissuade him.
This lord's position is worth examining in detail.
Ulrike, on the other hand, was much more straightforward. He looked back at Elfvan with eyes that were about to burst into flames.
This is naked betrayal!!!
The army behind them also began to move slowly, and the two sides were already clearly distinguishable.
Allen didn't respond at all to the truce proposal, but the sarcasm on his face became more intense, and the respect at the beginning was gone from his words.
"Ha, if you don't have the courage to duel, then let me change my statement. You and the lion knight you are proud of can play together, and I am alone. How about it? Don't you dare to agree to this?"
Faced with such wanton ridicule, Ulrike could no longer suppress his anger.
"Since you are bent on seeking death, then I will help you."
Ulrike responded to Allen's challenge word for word.
If he doesn't even dare to agree to such conditions, then his prestige will plummet and he will become a joke circulating in the tavern.
"This..." Alfvan was about to speak, but Ulrike interrupted him.
"What? Do you have any objections, Duke Alfvan? Can't wait to defend your new master?"
At this time, the two sides were completely at odds. Duke Alfvan did not respond to Ulric's roar. Instead, he nodded to Allen and left the team with the lord who was willing to follow him. Behind Ulric,
The number of people suddenly decreased by nearly a quarter.
The Duke, who is nearly sixty years old, doesn't know what this young man's trump card is, but it is also a good opportunity for him at this time.
Ulric treated the old nobles more and more excessively, not only using various reasons to deprive his vassals of their titles.
In the past, he had unreasonably outlawed those lion knights who were still loyal to the Pendor royal family. In recent years, he had even created his own knighthood.
Although they are also called the Knights of the Lion, they are actually just Ulric's thugs and lackeys.
Such actions have really caused dissatisfaction among too many people.
Alfwan had already made plans. If the young man won the battle with God's blessing, then everything would be easy.
If he loses, he will call on the Pendor soldiers standing in the distance and ask them to avenge their king.
And he will lead these soldiers to have a head-on confrontation with Ulric.
Regardless of others, Duke Alfvan still has some understanding of the loyalty of the Griffin Knights, and he is confident that he will not fight alone today.
Allen doesn't care what others think, his plan has been successfully completed so far
"In that case, please ask all the lords present to bear witness. See you on the battlefield later, Ulric."
After saying that, he took the ten cavalrymen he came with and returned to the original route.
"Your Majesty! Do you really want to go on stage alone? I'm not questioning your decision, but this is too dangerous!"
On the way back, Sir Azrael still couldn't control his emotions. He knew that Allen had power far beyond ordinary people, but it was a bit too exaggerated for one person to fight against nearly a thousand people.
"It doesn't matter, you can just take them back, and take my horse with you by the way."
As he spoke, Allen got off his horse, handed over the reins, and then waved his hand.
"Go quickly, this is an order."
I had no choice but to leave here quickly.
Seeing his men retreating away, Allen turned around and shouted to Ulric, who was a mile away: "What are you waiting for, usurper, let's get started."
The neighing of the horses gradually sounded, and under the king's order, the lion knights in bright armor began to prepare for the battle.
To besiege a solitary man without even a horse, in fact, nearly a thousand lion knights were not needed at all, but Ulric still ordered the members of the knights to form a line of fifty people in a horizontal line, forming a full charge of twenty teams.
phalanx.
Even after living for more than forty years, he still couldn't figure out what the other party relied on to dare to propose such an invitation to a duel that was obviously seeking death.
If it were normal times, Ulric would have thought that the other party was a lunatic who wanted to die, but this scene was different, making his heart full of doubts.
However, Ulric no longer cares about so much. If he dares not agree to such an invitation, then he as a king is really finished. How can he have the face to ask others to charge for him.
Today, he would crush that arrogant boy and grind his bones into bloody mud, letting everyone know what the consequences would be if he offended him.
And those fools who leave at this time will have to pay the price one day.
"Knights, hold on to your weapons."
Ulrik skillfully controlled his war horse, cruising beside the prepared cavalry square, and looked at every lion knight who looked at him.
"Now, someone is trampling on our dignity and challenging our strength. It's time to let the other party see how powerful we are. Everyone, listen to my orders."
Ulric shouted words of encouragement, rode his horse in front of all the lion knights, and then raised the flag gun of the Lion Realm in his hand and pointed it at the madman not far away.
"charge."
The sound of horse hooves gradually roared, and the first team of lion knights slowly started to move, followed by the second team, the third team, the fourth team...
These are some experienced heavy cavalry. They strictly carry out the process of walking fast, jogging, accelerating, and charging at full speed. Moreover, the formation of each team is quite neat, and it is even difficult to tell the difference in distance between horses with the naked eye.
For these lion knights who let go of their horses, the distance of one mile passed almost instantly.
They didn't understand why the other party dared to stand there alone, facing the charge of nearly a thousand heavy cavalry from twenty teams.
But it was not important. After putting down several lances with cold light, they aimed at the figure standing motionless. The knights on both sides even made preparations to stab, guarding against the opponent's escape and attack.
Dodge.
Because they always have to obey the king's orders, and the priority of orders even exceeds the morality in their hearts. They are just sharp knives in the hands of the usurper.
The idea of being a knight or not being a knight, being a guardian or not, is just a joke that has fallen into the dust.
Suddenly, a strong air current exploded on the plain, stirring up countless withered grass and dust, blocking the view of these heavy cavalry.
In the smoke and dust that filled the sky, a silver figure flew up like lightning, and then one after another roaring lightning fell from the sky.
The pattern of lightning strikes seemed chaotic, but it disrupted the charging momentum of the lion knights with extreme precision.
In an instant, the cavalrymen who were already charging at full speed were thrown off their backs. Then, like dominoes, the falling lightning caused a huge chain reaction.
The entire charging Lion Knights were completely thrown into chaos.
The screams of the knights mixed with the neighing of the fallen horses, a drama called "embarrassment and defeat" was staged on the plain. Among the fallen people and horses, dazzling electric lights were still scurrying around, shining towards the audience.
They declare their strength.
Allen, who had caused all this, was watching all of this coldly from the air.
Then he looked at Ulric, and in full view of everyone, he pulled out the sapphire sigil sword behind him, and his figure turned into a ray of cold light and rushed towards the fierce lion king.
Everyone present widened their eyes, looking at the ridiculous but real scene in front of them. Even some people had seen it once before, and they were still surprised in their hearts.
Even those Noldor elves who have retained some magic say that such scenes are uncommon.
"asshole."
Even if he continued to live for another fifty years, Ulric would never have imagined that there were still people in this world who could fly in the sky and rain down thunder.
At this time, Ulric had no way to escape, because he arranged himself in the last row of the cavalry square. In front of him were the lion knights who were on their backs, and behind him were many nobles who were shocked.
At this time, he had become a loner, with only a few people around him.
However, even these few people were blinded by the sudden strong wind, and the horses even screamed and ran around after being frightened.
Miraculously, only the king in the middle seems to be unaffected.
Seeing the breathtaking cold light in the sky getting closer and closer to him, Ulric swore angrily and stabbed out the Lion Realm flag gun. The tip of the cold light turned into a silver thread, doing the work for his master.
There was a final struggle.
"Click"
The traditional weapon of the Lion Kingdom was broken in the sword light, and then the cold light flashed again. A head wearing a crown flew high, and blood surged out from the neck like a fountain.
Allen made a casual move, and the head was blown into his hands by the wind. Then he kicked the remaining body off the horse, raised Ulric's head high, and shouted loudly.
"I am the king!!"
All the actions, all the battles of words, are all for this moment.
Allen didn't want to set off a sea of blood and killing hell in the Lion Kingdom. It didn't mean that he couldn't defeat it, but he didn't want to take over a country that was like a ruin.
The simulation process is not playing a game. Soldiers and civilians, even those nobles, are really dead when they die.
After those defeated lords lost all their soldiers, no matter how long they stayed in the castle, they could not immediately raise a fighting army.
Instead, they need to recruit, train, build equipment, and cultivate them bit by bit.
Just like Allen said, he still has too many enemies to deal with in the Pendor continent, and the ultimate boss, the evil god of the Snake Cult, is watching him fiercely.
Therefore, all the arrangements he made before, including the killings in the Lion City, were all for him to ascend to the Silver Throne in relative peace.
This requires the approval of most of the nobles of the Lion Kingdom, or even all the nobles, no matter what the reason for this approval is.
The reason can be fear, loyalty, interest, or even a temporary wait and see, but it cannot be to kill all those who oppose it.
In that case, too much blood would be paid, and just one Ulric dying would be enough.
It is indeed possible.
Allen looked at the lords, knights and soldiers of the Lion Kingdom in the wilderness, all kneeling on the ground, and the lion knights who had been surrounded slowly lowered their weapons.