"Where is Princess Fatima? We need an explanation!"
The nobles who were watching together couldn't help shouting angrily, wanting to find the Desert Princess to ask for an explanation. However, the only big shot who came to watch the game today was Marshal McMahon. Princess Fatima was still comfortable in her palace at this time.
How could it be possible to hear these nobles protesting with righteous indignation while resting?
McMahon didn't say anything, he just watched the noisy group of nobles coldly. When the nobles finally noticed his sight, they slowly became quiet.
"Does the Pontos people only have so much grace left? Look at you, each and every one of you claims to be a famous person, but now you are chattering like a gambler who has lost your sight, which is embarrassing!"
"So what if you use drugs? Is there any regulation in the competition that prohibits the use of drugs? If each of you has the ability and ability, defeat the desert people head-on and show off for Pontos!"
"Otherwise, just shut up and watch!"
The old marshal spat and continued to turn his attention back to the playing field.
At this time, more than half of the heavy-armed infantrymen had been hit by arrows and fell to the ground. These desert people also knew how to use discretion in their attacks. The crossbow arrows were not aimed at the gaps in their helmets, so no lives were lost.
However, in this way, the defeat of the heavy infantry battle is already a definite fact. It can only depend on how long they persist.
The beast soul warriors had red eyes, bared their teeth, and licked their lips excitedly. However, they were not hot-headed madmen like barbarians. Naturally, they would not take the initiative to rush forward and engage in hand-to-hand combat with heavy infantry. They would only wait for the crossbows of the halfling ostrich knights.
After the anesthetic took effect, he went to deal with this group of powerless enemies.
The halfling ostrich knights rode their light-footed mounts, teasing the heavy infantry with ease. More and more knights fell to the ground after being hit by arrows. Even though these heavy infantry gritted their teeth and tried their best to compress the formation,
The situation has become increasingly unfavorable.
Who would have known that the main force sent by the desert people today would be these halfling ostrich knights, not beast soul warriors!
This frustrating feeling of losing the game without being able to reach the opponent makes all heavy infantry fighters blush.
Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more critical for the heavy infantry battle, the commander finally couldn't hold it any longer and shouted: "Let go!"
"roar!"
The remaining heavy-armed infantry warriors fought hard, stepped heavily on the ground with both feet, and then raised the tomahawk in their hands high. The sharp cold light of the tomahawk seemed to wake up at this moment, and the dark red rust on the axe surface seemed to be glowing.
Twisting, these heavy-armored infantry warriors then let out a thunderous war cry, and the muscles of their whole body held up the armor high, and threw it fiercely——
Dozens of sharp battle axes turned into a large net of death, tearing the air with the sound of howling wind, and with a swish, a dozen halfling ostrich knights who could not react in time were torn into pieces together with his mount.
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Peng!
Destroy everything!
Dozens of scattered blood flowers instantly erupted on the arena. The battle ax easily tore the halfling's body into pieces, and then drove into the surrounding walls with unstoppable force. The sudden killing caused the Colosseum to be shattered.
It suddenly became quiet.
Although there were bloody scenes in previous competitions, all the contestants still acted with discretion, and very few lives were lost. But now, such a cruel killing finally occurred.
Everyone was shocked. After all, this was just a game. Killing people directly on the field. Once it spread to the ears of the desert empire emperor, it might trigger another war crisis.
The desert people were stunned by the flying blood mist. The eyes of the beast soul warriors suddenly became bloodshot and red, and the black hair on their bodies also popped out. They bared their teeth and roared angrily at the heavy infantry soldiers. The halflings were also angry.
They yelled, formed a battle formation, and watched the heavy infantry battle with hatred in their eyes.
A real bloody battle is about to break out.
At this moment, the heavy infantry commander strode out.
He took off his helmet, looked around quietly, then looked at his soldiers, and finally said loudly to the desert people: "This incident was caused by my impulse! Blood debt must be paid with blood, desert people, I will take care of you."
I’ll give you my life back!”
Then he turned his hand, took out the sword from his waist, and stabbed himself in the neck decisively.
puff!
A large amount of blood poured out from his neck, dyeing the armor on his body red and the ground under his feet.
"...Ponto, Pontos...the honor of Pontos cannot be trampled upon!"
The commander trembled, roared with all his last voice, then tilted his head, and died right there, never falling down.
The sudden appearance of such a scene immediately made all the audience excited. Everyone roared crazily to kill these desert people and avenge Pontos' soldiers.
Some viewers have even thrown down what they were holding, and the situation is about to get out of hand.
At this moment, McMahon stood up and walked to the bewildered magistrate.
"Quiet!"
The old marshal's roar was so powerful that he immediately suppressed the noisy sound. The roar of the audience slowly subsided. The old marshal looked around and then announced: "The winner of this competition is Desert."
The Imperial Team, they successfully advanced to the top 24!"
As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar around him, but due to the old marshal's prestige, no one dared to refute it.
"I will naturally report this emergency to His Majesty and consult with Princess Fatima.
Commander of the desert people, what do you think of this!"
A desert man who was guarded by the beast soul warrior at the end nodded and said loudly: "Marshal McMahon, we have come from afar to celebrate the birthday of King Pontos. We are guests and we should enjoy hospitality.
It’s just that we encountered such unfair treatment when we participated in the Royal City Competition this time. I will truthfully report this incident to the Fourth Princess and hope that Marshal McMahon can give us an explanation."
The old marshal took a deep breath, nodded, and said: "In that case, you should retreat first. You will be the winner of this competition."
The commander saluted and led his men out of the arena slowly. McMahon sighed softly and said tiredly: "Pack up all the bodies and bury them properly."
After experiencing this bloody incident, the subsequent games became even more serious, and everyone was not in the mood to watch. After seeing the eldest prince's blood-soaked lions crushing their opponents again, they hurriedly left the field.
In less than half a day, news of the bloodshed in the Royal City Tournament spread throughout Hertoli.
Most of the people in Pontos applauded this incident, and some young and middle-aged people were already eager to join the army and teach these arrogant desert people a lesson on the battlefield.
But the real powerful people are worried about the subsequent development of the incident.
Not long after peace was restored between Pontos and the Desert Empire, is another war going to break out because of this incident?
Naturally, this incident also reached Hilo’s ears.