Huh? Are they all real?

At the border between the South and Baratheon.

The camp of the South Army is temporarily set up here.

Opposite Morn is the Baratheon fortress group, officially named Tingen Fortress Group.

It is not as strong as the stronghold of Glas, but it is also troublesome to gnaw it down.

In Morn's tent, there are only two people at the moment.

One is Morn sitting in the main seat, and the other is Prince Adela who is visiting.

Looking at Morn who did not come down to show respect at all.

Prince Adela shook his head and said:

"Lord Trajan, you are a noble, and I am also a noble, you have to show respect anyway?"

Still sitting in his seat, Morn smiled and said:

"I can let you follow me, which is the greatest respect for your father and mother. After all, we are actually enemies, aren't we?"

"Prince Adela."

Prince Adela rushed back to Khazad-dum when he was about to leave.

Although it was strange why the other party came back at this time.

But since that woman Aurora didn't end up directly, Moon didn't intend to tear his face with a dynasty directly.

However, that's it.

"So, now that you're here, you should also tell us why you followed us?"

Seeing Moon's reaction, Adela shook his head helplessly.

He is a prince, theoretically the most honorable person after God and King, but Trajan really has no respect for this.

If it were someone else, he would definitely be very interested in letting the other party know what courtesy and class are.

But here

Prince Adela took out two potions from his white robe after a long sigh.

After a moment of hesitation, he handed the one in his left hand to Moon:

"My mother disagrees with my opinion, but my father has made a view contrary to my mother. So, I am here to give this to you on the orders of my father."

"If nothing unexpected happens, this should be the key to your victory."

As for the remaining one, Prince Adela took it back.

Moon knew what it was, it was the Sequence II potion of the Path of Glory.

The Queen, Emperor Loiman, and Emperor Doyle each had one, and his own was made into a sound-following hunter.

So this is one of the remaining five?

Prince Adela noticed Moon's gaze and smiled:

"The order I received was just to give you this one. As for this one, I'm sorry. I can't give it to you."

He raised the potion in his hand and asked:

"So, do you want this one?"

Moon nodded to show that he understood and walked down from his seat and came to Prince Adela.

This guy is indeed like his mother, a beauty that makes people extremely stunning at first sight.

It seems that he is completely like his mother Aurora, otherwise he would not look like this even if he looks a little like his father.

It can't be said that his father is so ugly. It's just that the two of them together really reminds Moon of Beauty and the Beast.

Anyway, after taking the potion from the other party, Morn said with a little surprise:

"This is not right."

"What do you mean?"

"This is the extraordinary characteristic of the sequence one of the Path of Glory."

"Yes, Lord Trajan."

Adela chuckled and nodded.

"He came from Emperor Baratheon Doyle?"

"If no other master appeared in the middle, then it is indeed the case."

Prince Adela looked at Morn seriously, and Trajan knew that the man was Emperor Loiman.

When Khazad-dum received his mother's reply, he was wondering why his mother asked him to kill Contas but continue to cooperate with the emperor.

Then he cut the letter in half along the direction of his finger, and looked at Contas and the emperor who were separated, and he finally understood.

Contas and the emperor are not together.

And the only reason that can explain this is that the current Emperor Doyle is actually Emperor Loiman!

If not, it can't explain why the emperor is hostile to his subjects.

"But in this case, how did he maintain the last ideal country for a thousand years?"

Without waiting for Adela to respond, Moon, who carefully checked the potion in his hand, suddenly realized:

"This potion is not complete. Emperor Doyle used the last ideal country to tear out a part of his extraordinary characteristics before being killed?"

Reacted so quickly? !

Prince Adela was surprised again. He only knew this after his father told him.

This person actually reacted by looking at the potion.

Adela was not surprised that the other party could guess it, but was it too fast?

"Yes, as you said, this potion is not complete, so the emperor needs to cooperate with us. He is not only playing word games, but he also lacks the most critical thing."

"The Glory Angel he defeated is not complete."

Moen's reasoning at the time was very close to reality, but another very big reason why the other party had been forbearing was that Emperor Doyle was not a normal Glory Angel.

This is the life-saving talisman that Emperor Doyle left for himself.

It is also Moon's biggest advantage now.

Since Emperor Doyle is not complete, he cannot become a god before the other party gets his magic potion.

Prince Adela's voice continued:

"He needs this, and, forget it, I can't tell you more. After all, I still have to fulfill my mother's will."

Moen also understood what the other party meant.

The will of God and the king diverged.

After a brief contemplation, Moen asked Adela:

"Does your father also disagree with your mother's choice?"

Prince Adela frowned deeply at this question.

After a long time, he said:

"You asked a question that has no answer."

Moen didn't ask any more, he just raised the potion and said to Prince Adela:

"Thank your father for me. Then I will spread the news that I ambushed you and robbed it."

Prince Adela said a little unexpectedly:

"Are you crazy? Ambushing a prince is a felony. Your position and my mother's position will change dramatically because of this."

"Before I get this, your mother will definitely end up. After I get this, your mother will wait until this is over before she ends up."

Adela looked at Moen with great surprise.

This guy seems to know his mother better than himself.

Moreover, Moon said something meaningful to Adela:

"You are a prince, but only a prince. Your father will be fine no matter what, but you are different."

This sentence made Adela fall into deep silence.

In the eyes of God, there is indeed love, but this love belongs only to the king.

"I must thank you for your generosity, Lord Trajan."

"No matter what the situation, there are some principles to uphold. Adela."

Prince Adela nodded slightly and said:

"I think I'm leaving."

"No."

Moen's answer surprised Adela again:

"Didn't you just say that there are always some principles to uphold? Why don't you personally see me off?"

Moen was also surprised and said:

"I have done what I should do, and now haven't we returned to being enemies?"

How can this person not understand the situation, and isn't he just a prince?

Do I have to say it?

Prince Adela once again looked at Moon deeply.

He was right, but it was indeed a bad feeling.

This was the first time someone had said this to him directly:

"You are indeed a very unique person, Origin."

Prince Adela shook his head and left.

When he opened the door and left, Hadley and Claude, two demigods from the southern region, also arrived.

After making way for Adela, the two bowed and walked into the tent together.

From their expressions, it was clear that something big had happened.

But it had nothing to do with him, as he had already done what his father had asked.

In the tent, the two southern demigods said to Morn in a serious tone:

"Your Majesty, there is a lot of movement in Tingen."

"What's wrong?"

"That false emperor appointed Horatio Nelson as the marshal and raised almost all of Baratheon's navy and all nearby legions for him."

"It can be said that nearly half of Baratheon's troops are now in Tingen."

"Moreover, that madman Nelson doesn't even plan to rely on the fortress to fight us."

At this point, Claude directly opened the door tent.

The fleet group in the opposite sky was exposed, as well as the dense army on the ground.

"That madman plans to fight us head-on!"

Looking at the huge army and the terrifying battle.

Moon asked in surprise:

"You said the commander on the other side is Nelson?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Remembering the speechlessness when he first came here, Moon asked for confirmation:

"Is it the Vice Admiral Horatio Nelson from the navy?"

"Yes, Your Majesty, that is Nelson, and he is from the royal party. Now he must have believed the lies of the false emperor and is full of anger and wants to fight you to the death."

"Even our spies told us that in order to fight you to the death, he also The direct legions and major affiliated units have all made almost crazy personnel transfers. "

Moen pointed at the opposite side with more and more surprise and said:

"You mean that the leader of the opposite side is not only Horatio Nelson, but he also changed the command system of the opposite side?"

"Not only that, Your Majesty, he even screened the soldiers and fleets standing on the front line."

"He must be afraid that someone would flee in fear of your reputation."

There were many armies and nobles who fled directly because of fear of Trajan in those days.

In fact, even now, there is only one Horatio Nelson who belongs to the royal party in the entire imperial capital who dares to stand up against the noble killer.

The two demigods are very annoyed now.

They didn't expect someone to come up and fight a decisive battle.

So the preparation was a bit hasty.

And Moen looked at the opposite side in disbelief, and then looked back at the iris flag behind him.

In the strong wind, the iris was singing against the wind.

No way?!

So let me reproduce the classic?!

Moon felt that he had to try.

And this was not only to reproduce the classic, but also to make an attempt for the lives of millions of people.

"Take me to the front line."

The two demigods thought that Moon wanted to see the situation in person, so they immediately protected Moon and went forward.

At the forefront of both sides.

The opposite side was dark and oppressive.

And it seemed that they could launch an attack at any time.

This made the two demigods a little nervous:

"Your Majesty, you should go to the back quickly."

Claude drew his sword and said:

"Let me talk to them!"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I will let them know how powerful the South Territory is, just like in the past!"

The soldiers in the South Territory were the best fighters in this land back then.

Moon raised his hand to stop them and said:

"I want to go forward again."

"Your Majesty?"

"Obey the order."

Although the two demigods were worried, they still carried out Moon's will:

"Guards, step out!"

In this way, Moon led the Guards of only more than a thousand people to the center of the battlefield.

And above Tingen.

Marshal Nelson on the flagship also noticed this scene.

He pointed at the black spot in front of him and said in disbelief:

"Who is that?"

His staff officers also said in disbelief:

"It seems to be Trajan and his guards?"

"What?"

Nelson broke out in a cold sweat the moment he heard that it was Trajan.

How could this happen?

How could he come to this place at this time?

He hurriedly said:

"It's not clear yet. Pass the order. No one is allowed to attack first without my order."

"Yes, Marshal."

After the messenger went down, Nelson hurriedly called his adjutant and said:

"Are you sure that the people in front are ready?"

The adjutant nodded and said:

"Don't worry, Marshal, they are all carefully selected by me. They will never move without your order."

"That's good, that's good."

"But the Marshal's army is too large. I don't know if it will be the same in the back."

Nelson couldn't help wiping his sweat.

"Prepare the boat, I want to go down!"

He must be on the front line, otherwise if something goes wrong, he will not be able to control the army.

Although Nelson ordered not to attack first,

But watching the enemy approaching.

The two demigods said one after another:

"Your Majesty, please, go back quickly, leave this to us!"

Moen raised his hand and said:

"Stop."

The two demigods thought that Moen was finally going to go back.

They hurriedly ordered:

"The front team becomes the rear team, I will cover the rear, you and Claude take Your Majesty back."

However, Moen gave a completely contradictory order:

"No, just stop here. Of course, you can also go back."

"Your Majesty?!"

The two demigods finally tasted something wrong.

"I want to go alone."

"Your Majesty!!!"

In response to the concerns of the two demigods, Moen just looked back at them and smiled:

"Believe me."

Thousands of words are not as convincing as Moen's confidence at this moment.

It was obviously just a baseless statement.

But it made the two demigods really stop where they were.

Because looking at such a Moen, they always felt that their master might create a miracle.

Seeing that they really stopped, Moen rode forward.

Watching Morn approaching.

The soldiers on the opposite side almost saw who was coming.

It was not some envoy in charge of negotiations, but Trajan Westeros!

The nobles and officers hurriedly urged the soldiers to prepare for battle:

"Load, load!"

The soldiers began to load their rifles in unison, but for some reason, the actions that had been repeated thousands of times and almost formed muscle memory in the past, now all showed varying degrees of delay and mistakes.

They didn't know whether they should shoot Trajan.

They were a generation that grew up with the grace of this man.

The land at home, the hospital when they were sick, the school to teach their children.

Too many things were left to them by this man.

The nobles were sweating profusely, and the officers were at a loss.

They could only subconsciously urge the soldiers to take their positions.

"Raise the muzzle, no, aim at him, aim at him!"

What is this monster going to do? !

It's obviously just one person, but it brings huge pressure to hundreds of thousands of people on the opposite side.

At this moment, Trajan was like a god!

At the bottom of the hill, Morn finally stopped.

This almost made everyone feel relieved.

But then people saw Morn get off his horse.

Then he continued to walk forward.

What was he going to do? !

Such an abnormal behavior even made Prince Adela, who had already left, stop.

He asked the pure white knights beside him puzzledly:

"Is that a new tactic?"

Every pure white knight shook his head solemnly.

They couldn't understand Trajan's operation.

This made Adela look weird.

Wouldn't he and his father choose an idiot?

Looking at Trajan, who was only a hundred meters away from him and others.

The nobles subconsciously hid behind the army.

The pressure brought to them by this person was too great.

The soldiers also slowly raised their guns under the command of the officers.

It can be said that the war is about to break out.

Finally, Morn stopped.

He nodded at the young soldiers whose faces he could already see clearly.

He took off his hat so that people could see who he was more easily.

At this moment, Morn felt that his chest was almost spitting fire and accumulating endless passion.

Morn knew what he was going to do, and he was sure that he would definitely succeed!

He opened his hands and shouted loudly to the army on the hillside:

"Baratheon!"

Countless soldiers shook. So much so that the entire army began to fluctuate like the wind blowing wheat.

And Morn was still moving forward.

The army shook more and more.

"Shoot, shoot!"

Looking at Trajan who was approaching, some nobles asked the soldiers to shoot without caring about anything.

But the funny thing is that even if he put the muzzle of the gun on the soldier's forehead, he didn't dare to be the first to shoot.

Almost everyone knew that at this time, as long as one person fired a gun.

I'm afraid the situation will explode completely.

But no one fired the first shot.

The reasons include fear, confusion, and resistance from the bottom of his heart.

This is the only great man who treats them as human beings, even the Queen who came later only inherited his will.

And Morn has walked to the front of the soldiers at this moment.

Looking at the faces of these soldiers, Morn smiled and said:

"Baratheon soldiers, do you still know me?"

Some soldiers looked at Morn who was close at hand and had already slightly lowered their spears.

"Shoot, shoot! Kill him, kill him!"

The noble was almost going crazy, but he only dared to shout at the soldiers beside him.

He wanted to raise his gun at that person, but he didn't have the courage, and he didn't even have the courage to look back.

The haze of that year seemed to be just yesterday.

At this extremely tense moment, Morn once again did something that was beyond the expectations of all of them.

He turned his back to everyone and said:

"If you want to kill your emperor, then shoot!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience fell into a dead silence.

The howling wind that had been sweeping through the valley before was completely still at this moment.

Only Morn's words were left echoing in the valley.

If you want to kill your emperor, then do it!

Finally, the silence that was almost depressing to the point of madness was broken.

What sounded was not gunfire, but cheers:

"Long live the emperor!!!"

The sound was not loud, but it ignited the entire valley.

Under the cheers and leadership of someone unknown, all the Baratheon soldiers put down their weapons and began to cheer:

"Long live the emperor!!!"

"Long live the emperor!!!"

"Long live the emperor!!!"

They cheered, jumped for joy, and rushed towards the great emperor.

For thousands of years, only this person in this country treated civilians and even the poor as human beings.

And twenty years will not erase his achievements, but will make people miss his existence and greatness more and more.

Because he is Trajan!

Such a scene not only exceeded the nobles' expectations, but even exceeded everyone's expectations.

Looking at the soldiers cheering and rushing forward, Nelson asked the adjutant in surprise:

"Aren't the people in front the only ones who are in front of us?"

The adjutant also shook his head in confusion.

And with such a huge force, even if they distribute their own manpower, they are still stretched.

But now, why is everyone like this? ? ?

On the other side of the mountain, the soldiers in the southern border finally reacted after a brief surprise and cheered forward:

"Long live the emperor!!!"

"Long live the emperor!!!"

"Long live the emperor!!!"

The two parties that should have been mortal enemies gathered together.

Not for fighting, but for a common dream.

For the fantasy that has been realized!

Prince Adela was deeply shocked.

He even asked the pure white knight next to him:

"That guy, is he the same as my mother?"

The pure white knight shook his head in astonishment.

This is too incredible.

It is not the power of charm, but it has the same effect.

No, it is even stronger than charm.

——

When the news reached the imperial capital.

The major newspapers started to work hard again.

They didn't dare to tell everything, they only dared to continue to slander each other's identity.

While countless nobles curled up in their quilts, many newspaper boys shouted and threw newspapers in the streets and alleys of the imperial capital:

"The despicable and shameless thief who stole the country entered Tingen!"

After thinking about it, I decided not to separate it. This chapter should be a big chapter.