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Chapter 313 Fairy Tales Are Liars (12)

This idea quickly spread quietly throughout the entire army, and the morale of the army also experienced an unprecedented depression.

But Su Shumo didn't care about all of this.

After all, she didn't like them either, not just Istanbul, she could kill him in ninety-nine and 81 tricks with a single hair, and she didn't bother to talk to them.

Therefore, under the circumstances that they looked down on each other, the army quickly elected a person who they believed to be outstanding to lead the entire army.

Anyway, the enemy is Istanbul, and they may have a [-]% chance of winning.

But if the queen is allowed to rule, then the [-]% chance is gone.

Therefore, they would rather be condemned by the king because of this, than hand over the entire army to a woman who doesn't understand anything.

The next day, Istanbul called for battle, and Celia was forced to fight.

However, despite the [-] reinforcements brought by Su Shumo, Ke Xilia still suffered heavy casualties and could only flee in defeat.

What's more, Freirod didn't want the queen's family to continue to develop. The five thousand reinforcements he gave to Su Shumo were the most vulnerable and vulnerable soldiers he specially selected.

As night falls, the air of frost is cold and thin.

In the military tent, the atmosphere was oppressive and silent, no one wanted to speak, and everyone exuded a strong suffocation, and even those who were far away could feel the lifelessness inside.

After all, so many soldiers were killed by Istanbul and his terrifying army in front of his eyes during the day, and no one would be in a good mood.

"I really don't understand why the king brought the queen here. Is this a play, this is a war!"

Some knights began to complain dissatisfied.

Immediately afterwards, others began to echo:
"So many people have died, and the army of almost [-] now has less than [-]. How will the battle be fought tomorrow!"

"Less than [-]? Heh, don't you look at what kind of soldiers the queen brought, a group of old, weak, sick and disabled, let alone fighting, even retreating will only hinder you!"

Another knight taunted unceremoniously.

They still heard a little bit about what happened in the palace, but how the king and queen quarreled was their business.

But you shouldn't, you shouldn't, you shouldn't take their lives as a trifling matter just because of your anger.

Thinking about it this way, they were a little bit annoyed with the king.

They fought bloody battles on the border, risking their lives to protect Celia, but the king let them die, how frightfully unwilling!

But no matter how unwilling you are, you still have to bite the bullet and fight hard with the enemy!
On the third day, Istanbul once again provoked and shouted, but too many people had died on Celia's side, and they were a little hesitant and timid.

But unable to withstand Istanbul's harsh and humiliating words, the Celia army fought again, and it is conceivable that the death was even more tragic.

On the entire battlefield, the yellow sand was stained red by the blood flowed out by Silia soldiers. Under the reflection of the setting sun, it was unusually bright red and heroic.

I don't know how many dead soldiers there are, but looking around, they are all the corpses of Celia soldiers, but until they die, they still hold the long swords that symbolize their status.

And Istanbul is like a cunning beast, he doesn't intend to kill his prey at once, he just wants to play with his prey badly, watching them struggle and resist in a panic, it's really fun~
However, he heard that the queen of Celia was coming, so why didn't he come out to fight? Was he shivering in the tent with fear?
Women are the most fragile, they can only be pitifully allowed to be played by men.

(End of this chapter)