Side by side, Fichet and I rode into the army. Rock hurriedly led the guards to protect us on three levels outside and inside.
"rock!"
"arrive!"
"Send the order, His Majesty Fichet has already arrived at the battlefield! Hurry up and put away the flag of the Demon Alliance." I said to the rock: "Each regiment must fight the enemy bravely and do a good job for me!"
"Yes, sir!" Rock turned around and started to leave.
"Captain, wait a moment." Fichet stopped the rock, turned to me and said, "Governor Cohen, I want their commander."
"No problem, Your Majesty." I nodded in agreement and told Rock: "Capture enemy officers alive, the more the better!"
"Yes, sir!" Yan Yan left quickly and arranged for the order to be delivered.
"This is your Guards officer?" Fichet asked me: "A very energetic officer."
"Not just him, this group of troops is very energetic. Most of them are members of the 36 tribes on the boundary between gods and demons. Although they have only joined recently, they performed very well." I replied to Fichet: "In fact, no matter where the soldiers come from,
Regardless of race, as long as he takes his responsibilities seriously, things can be done well."
"Thank you for your hard work." Fichet looked at me and said, "You don't know, I was really worried about you during the days when I had no news from you."
"Aren't I fine now?" I said, "Your Majesty, aren't we brothers? There's no need to say this."
Hearing my call to Your Majesty, Fichet forced a smile and turned to look at the only remaining battle in the distance.
The two field regiments surrounded the remaining rebels, and the soldiers on horseback were circling around and shooting the enemies with crossbows. After the order to capture the enemy commander alive came, the troops stopped attacking and retreated a little to persuade them to surrender.
The sound only rang a few times, but already countless white objects were shaking in the rebel group.
"It's over." I said softly.
"This is an army of almost 20,000 people. I didn't expect to be defeated like this." Fischette said with emotion: "How did the once-prominent Divine Alliance Army become like this?"
"By the way, Your Majesty, I forgot to tell you." I said: "On the way here, we defeated more than a dozen of these troops. It seems that the fighting spirit of the divine coalition has collapsed, and the casualties of our troops are quite small.
"
"Probably to deal with the relationship with the Alliance Empire!" Fichet shook his head and said: "Although the generals are obsessed with interests, most of the soldiers cannot accept it."
"This is indeed Luman's fatal injury." I said, "It is impossible for the armies of other empires in the Divine Alliance to stay here to help him for a long time. Once these armies leave, I will see what Luman can do to resist!"
"The reason why Lumann rebelled was because someone was secretly supporting him. He alone did not have the strength." Fichet said: "In addition, your existence and the existence of your army are his real lethality.
Injured. Everyone thought you would never come back, and the death notice from the coalition military headquarters may be in the hands of your wives."
"So we have to go to the Dark Moon Province immediately and release the news of your safety first. In this way, the left prime minister will not be able to order the governors of other provinces." I said word by word: "No matter what Lu Man's back is.
Whoever it is, I will cut him into pieces!"
"Let's not talk about this for now." Fichet said: "The battle is over, let me review our troops!"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Although the battle had just ended, due to formal laws and training, the performance of each unit was orderly. The troops were arranged in regiment-sized formations in neat and standardized square formations.
In the square formation passing in front of us, energetic officers reported in loud voices.
"The First Guards Regiment of the First Legion of the Dark Province salutes His Majesty!"
"The Fifth Guards Regiment of the First Legion of the Dark Province salutes His Majesty!"
"The Ninth Field Regiment of the First Army of the Dark Province salutes His Majesty!"
Fichet put his hands across his chest with a solemn expression, and returned the salute to the troops passing by him one by one.
I was beside him, seeing this brother who had to shoulder the burden of the king early to avenge his parents, and I felt a lot in my heart.
Fichet must also be feeling depressed! A prince who has lived in the care of his parents since childhood, but his parents passed away on the same day... This is a bloody hatred of the country and the family. He wants to eliminate the rebellion, rebuild the empire, and rescue
The suffering subjects have too many responsibilities!
Luman has his own weapons, a lot of lackeys, and even other empires and the Temple of Light are flirting with him... Fichet has to face many enemies. But no matter what, Fichet is my best brother.
Whatever I want to accomplish, I will try my best to accomplish it, no matter whether our identities change or not.
I didn’t have many friends in my previous life, and I have never experienced the mellowness of friendship. I especially cherish the hard-won friendship in this life. The four brothers who call me the boss, and the intimate majesty in front of me, they accompany me.
Growth is simply an indispensable part of my whole body and soul...
"Report, sir! The battle is over." The staff officer ran over: "We captured the rebels' highest commander, a major general from the Pota Empire."
I turned to look at Fichet, who nodded to me and said, "I'll interrogate you."
"Stand on the spot and order the troops to take a short rest." I said to the staff officer: "Send someone to notify Brigadier General Helter and move closer to us immediately!"
"yes!"
In my tent, Fichet and I interrogated the supreme commander of the rebels, the Major General of the Pota Empire. The pale-faced Major General Pota was dragged in between two burly guards.
"Put him down." I nodded and said.
The guards threw him directly to the ground. He could not stand at all. His armor was loose and dirty, and his hair was disheveled.
"Look up!" I said, "You mangy dog!"
The major general raised his upper body from the ground. Although his face was covered with dust, he made a disdainful expression towards me.
"It seems you don't want to talk?" I smiled coldly: "Come here, slap me twenty times first."
Two guards grabbed his arms and pulled up his upper body. An officer from the Military Law Office came up beside him. He opened his bow from left to right with his hands and slapped him twenty times.
There is a lot of wisdom in slapping him at this time. It should hurt him but not hit him until he can't speak. The people from the Military Justice Department have slapped countless times before, so practice makes perfect and they are not afraid of making mistakes.
Major General Bota groaned in pain several times, and blood oozed from the corners of his tightly pursed mouth. Although he still did not speak, hatred was already showing in his eyes.
"Why, are you pretending to me that you are not afraid of death? Who are you trying to deceive? If you are really not afraid of death, why are you running on the battlefield? One soldier is like a raging enemy, and there are raging generals in a den! Just look at the soldiers you lead, and you will know what kind of virtue you have."
I told him in a cold tone: "I have seen too many pustules like yours, ugh!"
The hatred in his eyes grew even stronger.
"Looking at your thin skin and tender flesh, you must be a noble?" I smiled: "Actually, I like to play with nobles like you... Tell me, how did you become a noble? With your
Judging from the performance, you must have licked someone’s butt, right?”
"No!" the major general shouted: "My title is hereditary!"
"Oh... I understand, then your virtue of running away when you see the enemy is also hereditary? Tell me! Who asked you to come here." I touched my chin and continued to trample on his personality: "I told you, young master.
I will be merciful and give you some benefits. If you really don't want to tell the truth, I will let you speak - even if you are completely mutilated by then."
"You... you are not the Demon Alliance!" Major General Bota finally had a reaction: "Wearing the uniform of the Demon Alliance is... a despicable act!"
"The answer is wrong...give him another twenty slaps." I waved my hands indifferently: "Be careful when you answer this young master! If you answer too slowly, you will feel pain; if your answer dissatisfies this young master, you will also
It will hurt; if I don’t like you... you will still feel pain."
After twenty slaps, the major general's face was already swollen.
"How is it?" I had enough time to pick the dirt from my fingernails: "Did you tell me?"
"Kill if you want! I... I am a noble, you can't treat me like this..." The major general was still holding on: "Even if I... fall into the hands of the demon alliance, they will not treat me like this."
"Demon coalition? I really forgot to tell you that none of the demon coalition that fell into my hands died happily. Where do you think our equipment came from?" I said to the staff officer beside me: "Seize the captured equipment."
Show him the Demon Alliance flag."
In the blink of an eye, a large number of military flags were placed in front of him. I think he must have been very impressed.
"Who are you?" the major general asked in surprise.
"Knight of God's Blessing, Commander of the Ninth Legion of the God's Allied Forces—Koen Keda." I said: "The person next to me is His Majesty Fechet Chamai, the current king of the Sbia Empire. I have not met His Majesty yet.
?”
With a glance from me, the guard grabbed his body and forced him to kneel down to Fichet.
"Fichet..." He muttered something.
"You dare to call our Majesty by his first name? You are seeking death!" I slapped the table: "Come here, bring me the things!"
The major general's body trembled violently, but Fichet sat aside and said nothing.
The military judge turned around and took out a large bundle and spread it out on the ground beside him. It was full of sets of exquisitely crafted torture instruments, which looked so bright that it made people's hair stand on end.
"I haven't had the chance to play with these things for a long time. To put it another way, you gave me this opportunity. You are so cute..." I strode up to him, squeezed my hands together, and my knuckles cracked: "
Don't worry, I won't kill you too early. I will let you enjoy these things from beginning to end, and then review them from beginning to end until you satisfy me."
Although the major general still said nothing, I saw fear in his eyes.
"Well, you have smooth skin, slender fingers, and well-groomed nails." I motioned to Konoe to control his body and picked up a set of torture instruments: "By the way, please don't scream too loud a moment.
.”
As he spoke, the steel needle in his hand was already pierced.
"Ah..." Although I warned him not to scream too loudly, the screams could still be heard throughout the camp.
"Please, you have to do things step by step." I shook the remaining steel needles in my hand: "I just inserted one, and you are screaming so loudly. What will you do if I insert a few more?"
"Ah, ah, ah..." Large beads of cold sweat kept dripping from the Major General's forehead, and his whole body was twitching. I really doubted whether he heard what I said.
I had to wait for him to calm down before inserting it. I only inserted five needles in his fingers and one in his foot by the way. However, he fainted seven times, and the last time he was stunned.
It took a while before he finally recovered.
"Can't you do it? Can't you stand it any longer?" I played with the other torture instruments one by one in front of him, looked at his face and said, "Say it! You are already a lot older, and you can't be a general for a long time."
God, it takes money to play a tough guy, don’t you know?"
"It's just a few needles, I'm not afraid!" The major general said harsh words, but he was crying: "I'm not afraid... I'm not afraid."
I immediately stood up and applauded him. In fact, I didn't expect him to speak right away.
"You are so cute, you surprise me every time." I said to Konoe: "Take off his pants."
"What are you doing! What are you doing?" The major general ignored the pain and struggled hard: "I am a noble! I have the dignity of a noble, you can't treat me like this!"
"Oh, I forgot to tell you again. Anyone who falls into my hands has never asked for dignity from me, and they have no right to ask for it." I pinched his face and smiled sincerely: "I
There are many orcs with strong sexual desire in the young master's army. The fierce battles in the past few months have made them all exhausted...Looking at your smooth skin and tender skin like a girl, I think they will be happy to accept you.
.”
"You can't do this! You bastard!"
"Asshole? You went to Sibia privately to join the rebellion. Are you the bastard or am I the bastard?" I snorted coldly: "I am never afraid of being scolded!"
In his loud protest, all the clothes on his lower body were stripped off. Rock went out and called in a dozen orc soldiers with ferocious smiles. These guys were giggling and were already pretending to be behind him.
Get in line.
"You know? These are ordinary soldiers. It's really rare to find a noble plaything like you." I continued to trample on him: "Your noble status and your usually unreachable body will greatly satisfy the desire in their hearts.
Because of the desire to rebel, don’t you also like rebellion? You can get closer and closer... When your relationship breaks down, I will hang you on a high place to show off to the public."
"Ah..." the major general yelled crazily: "Give me...dignity!"
With a glance, a fluffy hand touched the major general's skin...
"Your Highness... Your Majesty Fichet!" Seeing that his butt was in danger, the major general finally figured it out: "Your Majesty, please save me!"
"Wait a minute, Governor Cohen." Fichet stopped me: "I will ask him."
As soon as he heard Fichet speak, the major general immediately collapsed on the ground in exhaustion and burst into tears.
"Yes, Your Majesty." I bowed to Fichet, and then said softly to the Major General: "You'd better answer His Majesty's question honestly, otherwise... I think you understand what I mean."
After saying that, I nodded to Fichet.
"Which legion are you the commander of?" Fichet asked: "Who ordered you to attack me?"
"Back to your Majesty, I am the commander of the 19th Legion of the Divine Alliance." The major general raised his head and said: "As for whose order I received... please forgive me, I really can't tell your Majesty."
Hearing what he said, I almost wanted to rush up and skin him, but Fichet stopped me with his eyes.
"The 19th Legion of the Divine Alliance Army! If I remember correctly, during the entire war between gods and demons, all the supplies for your legion were handled by me alone... Did I ever give you less of a shot?
First line? Have you ever deducted a copper coin from you?" Fichet said calmly: "Why did you attack me and kill me?"
"I was deceived for a moment, please forgive me!"
"Your Majesty forgives... Your Majesty forgives..." Fichet said sadly: "Do you know that my father and mother are no longer alive, and they died in the hands of you people!"
The major general hurriedly defended: "Your Majesty clearly knows...the young general did not participate in the war in the Holy Capital!"
I shouted threats from the side: "If you didn't participate, you'll still deserve to die!"
"Your Majesty is merciful." The major general almost collapsed: "I really can't say..."
"Tell me." Fichet asked expressionlessly: "How many years did it take you to be promoted to general?"
"Back to Your Majesty, since the young general joined the military, it has taken him a total of seventeen years to reach today's military rank."
"Seventeen years... This is not a short period of time. It can be said that all your youth is here." Fichet's fingers drew circles on the table: "Imagine that I handed you over to Governor Cohen.
How do you think he will treat you? Even if I don't hand you over to him, but escort you directly back to the Pota Empire, I'm afraid the first half of your life will be in vain... Of course, you may still have to work hard for another seventeen years.
You have the courage, but will the king of your country give you this chance? Will the person who instigated you give you this chance?"
The major general's body was trembling slightly.
"Major General, actually I don't want to do anything to you, but the premise is that you must be honest." Fichet continued: "Your life and the reputation of your family are now in your hands."
"If the young general had said that..." the major general shook his head: "The situation will not be better than it is now."
"As a general, it is not terrible to lose the battle. The terrible thing is that he does not know the importance. I understand that the person who instigated you will feel relieved for you, but once I escort you back to Bota with a piece of paper, who will come to replace you?
Are you free of charge? Will the person who instigated you stand up to defend you? Even with my status as the king, there are people who want to get rid of you quickly, let alone you, a major general? I'm afraid you haven't reached the border yet, and the people who want to kill you are
Already waiting for you." Fichet said calmly: "You should know better than me about their methods of doing things. Once you die, who will take care of your family? Will the person who instigated you do?"
"But I...but I..."
"If you speak out now, I may consider letting you go."
"Let... let me go?" the major general looked at Fichet in disbelief.
"This is what I have said." Fichet nodded: "You can decide for yourself what to do."
"me……"
"What else are you thinking about? In this world, it's good to be alive." I knelt down and patted his face to enlighten him: "We will also let go of your soldiers. As long as you recruit more people on your way back home."
Come on, does anyone know that you have lost the battle? You go to the Holy City to give Luman a fortune first. You have soldiers in hand, and Luman dare not not give them to you. If you have money, will your subordinates betray you? Everyone.
You are all smart people, why do you need me to teach you how to manipulate the roster?"
"You, you..." The major general looked at me, obviously not trusting me.
"If you are honest with me, I will treat you with sincerity." Fischette lost no time in saying, "Since I have agreed to let you go, Governor Cohen will not make things difficult for you anymore."
"Your Majesty..." The major general thought for a long time, then suddenly raised his head: "I...I said it!"
Fichet and I looked at each other and finally pried the major general's mouth open.
"...I received the order more than ten days ago. The person who gave the order was the red-robed Zuo Ji. He was in his room at the military headquarters." The major general had already drank several large glasses of water, regained some of his strength, and sat on a stool.
The whole thing was told in the article: "He only said that he wanted me to bring troops to Sbia. As for what to do, it would be arranged by the chief quartermaster Luman, so I came with the troops."
Fichet raised his hand: "He wants you to come to Sbia. Is there any written proof?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. There are mobilization orders and movement orders issued by the military department." The major general said, "I asked Governor Cohen's troops to collect them."
I dug out these two orders from a pile of official documents nearby and gave them to Fichet.
Fichet took it and said to the major general: "You continue."
"Yes, Your Majesty. I am stationed a hundred miles outside the Holy Capital. I really have no role in the Holy Capital's affairs. I only received the order from the General Quartermaster to pursue Your Majesty on the second day of the Holy Capital's rebellion.
"The major general continued: "I arrived yesterday and merged with the previous unit, and then this is what it is now..."
"Where did the previous army come from?" Fichet interrupted him again.
"It's the troops of the Bansai Empire, about 4,000 people." The major general said, "There are also some people from the general quartermaster."
"Where are they?"
"They were all shot into hedgehogs by Governor Cohen's troops."
"Luman called you here, what else did he say?"
"It's like this. The Chief Quartermaster said that whoever can catch His Majesty will be given five hundred thousand gold coins."
"What other troops participated in the rebellion in the Holy City?"
"The young general really doesn't know anything about this. There were several troops stationed outside the Holy Capital at that time, but I don't know if they were all involved..."
After he finished speaking intermittently, and when the officer taking notes on the side took the confession and asked him to sign it, he was dumbfounded again.
"Can you not sign it...if they find out," the major general said with a grimace, "I'll be finished."
"You've said it all, and you're still afraid of signing it?" I advised him from the side: "Don't worry, when these things are put on the table, both Lu Man and the red-robed Zuo Ji will be in bad luck. How can they have another chance?
Revenge against you?"
Seeing that the matter had come to this, the major general had no choice but to "happily" sign his name, and then stamp his family crest with the ring on his right index finger.
Fichet took the confession, looked at it, raised his head and said to me, "That's it."
"Remember what I told you. You can leave with peace of mind now. I will tell them to let go of your men." I walked up and patted the major general on the shoulder: "I know you will be busy next, so