honor me as god

Chapter 295 Mobilization Before the War
Facing the ashes and ashes of the military flag, the guards knelt on the ground at a loss. These tough guys who fought bravely in the bloody sand battle and had no fear in the face of the desert fire were already crying and whimpering.

"Crying?!" Bolton was furious, and his voice sternly resounded throughout the general platform, "Is this the soldier I brought out? Will you cry when you are deflated?!"

Bolton plunged his hand into the brazier, grabbed a handful of burnt ashes and held it up in the air: "The military flag is our dignity, why should I burn the military flag? Because our dignity is gone long ago! You think the assassin's gun Is it hitting me? No! That gun is hitting the face, the face of the entire Guard Corps, and your face!"

"The meaning of that shot is - not only will I sneak into your country, but I will also kill your generals in the street, and after the killing, I will put a shit bowl on the heads of your administrators, and you will not be able to catch me in the end~ How about it, are you angry~ hit me if you are not convinced~"

"Shame!" Bolton poked his chest hard, and said grimly, "I don't care how many victories the Guards Corps has won before, and no matter how proud you are, that shot is the death penalty of the entire Guards Corps." shame!"

"What should I do? It's easy to do. Anyway, the military flag has already been burned, so there is nothing more embarrassing. Such a powerful assassin, can't afford to hide if I can't be provoked? I confessed once today, and everyone packed up immediately! I will return to the royal city to take refuge together!"

The guards gritted their teeth, anger and mania surged in their bodies, and the surging blood surged higher and higher, making their eyes red immediately.

"Don't retreat!" Where the first roar came from is already unknown.

The furious roar resounded through the military field, like a storm of fire, which seemed to completely ignite the city shrouded in shadow:

"No retreat!"

"No retreat!"

"No retreat!"

The unrelenting sound waves rose one after another, converging into a seething sea, where the armor shone, and the soldiers roared.

Judging from this posture, even if Bolton really wanted to leave now, he would probably have to be tied back by these passionate guards.

Chino glanced sideways at Bolton, and the meaning in his eyes was: It's almost there, don't get too excited.

Bolton raised his hand, and the roaring soldiers fell silent for an instant, staring at their general.

Bolton: "Since I won't retreat, I'll give myself and you one last chance to restore your dignity - Administrator Chino and I have initially grasped the clues. I'm waiting to go out tonight. As long as I can capture the assassin's head, I will Go back to Wangcheng and apply for a new battle flag from His Majesty the King."

"But if we see no one, but none of the assassins are killed, I will take the blame and resign, and the Guards Corps will be disbanded on the spot, and the organization will be revoked. Whichever legion wants you, you should go for refuge!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The roaring roar accompanied by the golden fire of the sun ignited, sweeping across the entire field like a hurricane, as if there were countless suns shining to the fullest.

It has to be said that Bolton has his own unique views on commanding troops.

Everyone has fear, unless it is a person like Kino who is born with emotional defects, no matter how powerful a transcendent is, he will encounter something that makes him afraid.

The reincarnation used Barrett M82A1 to kill Bolton in Leiyun City. The super-long-distance, powerful and powerful heavy firearms that are no less powerful than ballistas have long been beyond the knowledge of the guards, and the most primitive human beings Fear is the unknown.

No matter how many battles these personal guards had experienced, they would have more or less concerns in their hearts when faced with this unknown weapon. Once they had concerns, their combat efficiency would drop sharply.

Bolton prescribes the right medicine for this point. First, he burns the military flags that the guards are proud of, shatters their self-esteem, and draws out the anger and wildness in their hearts. The courage born of shame has reached the extreme, and then set an example in person, which makes every soldier's blood boil.

Commanding soldiers is like controlling beasts, wildness and anger are the most reliable forces, the only difference is that beasts have no discipline, but soldiers have.

"Roar—" When the guards were screaming and fighting fiercely, the dragon's roar resounded through the sky, and the night sky seemed to be on fire. Bringing a burst of intense and scorching wind pressure.

The visitor was none other than Lorna. She had put on her battle armor at some point, and was riding on the back of a dragon overlooking the soldiers present.

"Lorna." Bolton subconsciously called out.

Lorna smiled knowingly, and raised her chin pretending to be proud: "You guys on horseback can't fly as fast as those with wings after all. Seeing all of you suffering and hating each other, I will forcefully come to help, otherwise if you If the other party slips away again, your bodyguard army will become the laughing stock of the whole kingdom."

Bolton nodded heavily to Lorna, his eyes full of trust in Pao Ze, at this moment silence is better than sound.

Not long after, I don't know if there was too much movement in the military field, Grab rushed over with his guards.

Bolton did not say hello to Grab this time. When Grab saw so many elite personal guards, he was stunned on the spot: "Your Highness, what are you?"

Bolton said nonchalantly: "We have got clues about the assassins, and we are going to clear them up."

"Clues?" Graber's eyes were erratic, and he pretended to be calm and asked, "Do you need my cooperation?"

"Yes, come here, I'll tell you." Bolton ticked his fingers.

Grab trotted up and listened.

"You can go and eat shit." Bolton finished speaking, and slapped Grab's face with a big mouth, and the big molars in his mouth were blown away.

When Graber covered his face and wailed, Bolton said expressionlessly, "Come on, take him down."

The guards strode forward with ropes, ready to capture Grabow.

Grab's guards subconsciously wanted to protect the lord, but facing so many high-sequence royal transcendents, they saw the reality clearly in an instant, knelt down on the ground without hesitation, and made a grand military salute.

Grab's mouth was covered with blood, he struggled desperately, and shouted in panic: "Your Highness, what are you doing?!"

Bolton twisted his neck, made a clicking sound, and said coldly: "I am tired of acting with you as a mentally handicapped man, now I will give you one last chance to redeem yourself! Tell me who ordered you to slander Qi Administrator Nuo? Who colluded with the aliens in an attempt to assassinate me? Who is the black hand behind all this?!"

Grab knelt on the spot sluggishly, his whole body lost his mind, his eyes quickly lost sight of him.

Everyone thought that this stern and soft-hearted trash would subdue like a bereaved dog and honestly explain the ins and outs, but who knows, Grabo's face sank, as if he had made up his mind, he shut his mouth and said nothing, and responded with silence.

"You asked for it." Bolton didn't talk nonsense to Graber, and asked his guards to take him away and imprison him, and then left enough manpower to protect Solandelle who lived in the mansion. forward.

"Let the hounds go, get out of town!"

(End of this chapter)