Prince William wakes up from a coma and finds himself in a strange place.

He rubbed his eyes and tried to recall the previous encounter, but there were only fragmentary memories in his mind. He looked around and found himself in a strange tent.

A rough iron frame bed was placed in the corner, with a green quilt spread on it. Apart from this, there is no other furniture in the room.

Prince William sat up and tried to shake off the dizziness. Only then did he notice that there were other people in the room.

A group of sergeants wearing the uniforms of the Mighty Heavenly Army stood at the door. Their eyes were cold and stern, unlike the Mighty Heavenly Army they had encountered before.

One of them came up and asked him a question in an unfamiliar language.

Prince William didn't understand what he was talking about, but the appearance of the words "Vladimir" let Prince William know that they were asking about Vladimir.

"My name is William, Prince of Coventry, and my father, William I, is King of Coventry and keeper of the nearby castle."

"Vladimir is a slave, a Slav! But he carries powerful weapons and can besiege a castle with more than 700 people. My father was forced to mediate with him."

"He asked my father to recruit 40,000 soldiers for him, and he found many bandits and bullies from nowhere to form his own musketeers."

Prince William was a little thirsty and wanted to ask if he could give him some water.

The Tianwei Army sergeant in charge of the interrogation sitting opposite him did not look at him. He just frowned and tapped his fingers on the table.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally got up and left the tent, while Prince William was left inside under house arrest.

The judge walked up to Yuchi Jingde and whispered: "This person knows a lot about Vladimir, I'm afraid it's important."

Yuchi Jingde synthesized several different reports: "When he was found, he was dressed luxuriously, and he was the only prisoner injured by a firearm. It was also because his clothes were too exquisite and the color was weird that he was not found injured at the first time."

Upon hearing this, the judge immediately began to analyze: "Who would let a noble person follow the general into battle? The owner of the army? The son of a noble family who reaps the gold-plated military glory? Or?"

Yuchi Jingde piled various documents in front of the judge: "I have a headache. Give me the news before departure tomorrow."

The judge's eyes widened: "?"

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They finally set off early the next morning, leaving several transport trucks responsible for transporting supplies to transport the prisoners back to the rear, the Rakshasa Kingdom.

Prince William and the judge looked at each other in the car. Every time Prince William wanted to talk, he wanted to tell the person opposite him what he knew.

The judge always raised a hand to stop him.

"William, don't you know, you said city gate building, I said hip axle, and he said hookup?"

Prince William heard the judge calling him and listened carefully to what the judge said. He found that he could not understand anything at all. The Tang dialect was limited to the two names William and Vladimir.

The judge scratched his head and rummaged through the pile of documents to find a booklet in which various comparative translations and transliterations were written.

"William, Quaaart, Anos, what about Ace?"

Prince William's originally depressed expression suddenly turned into shock. He looked up and down to see what was different from before and why he could suddenly speak Latin.

"Fifteen!"

What the judge heard was: "Quin's three eyes"

The judge flipped through the booklet and found the transliterations of the numbers in it. In the past few days, many Tianwei troops had done translation work to varying degrees, comparing each word with the prisoners' pronunciation records.

"Fifteen years old, very young."

The judge saw hope and began to ask about Vladimir's situation according to the words in the booklet. As a result, William's speaking speed and degree of difficulty in speaking completely exceeded the judge's thoughts.

"Do you understand this?"

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Yuchi Jingde leaned half out of the car window and sat sideways on the car window, carefully observing the situation in front with his binoculars.

Through the telescope, Yuchi Jingde saw some repair marks not far away.

These traces indicate that an army once passed through here, they were Vladimir's Musketeers.

Yuchi Jingde's heart moved, and he knew that he was getting closer and closer to his goal.

"Be vigilant, we may encounter enemies at any time!"

The leading car played a semaphore and the light information given by the tail signal light, the entire convoy began to slow down and followed the leading car closely.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Enemy attack!"

Almost instantly, the Tianwei troops in the truck raised their folding shields in the direction of the enemy's attack, and installed a cloth tearing machine at the position where the machine gun was fixed in the truck.

Part of the Tianwei Army was responsible for covering. They turned on the five- or six-shot burst mode and began to fire continuously in the direction where the gunfire came from.

As expected of a well-trained army, usually two people in the vehicle fight back in an orderly manner. The two are responsible for installing the machine gun behind the baffle, and everything unfolds in an orderly manner.

"Mountain forest! It's hard to pursue! General!"

Yuchi Jingde suppressed an unknown fire. I have given you too much face to dare to ambush me. The last person who ambush me was Li Shimin!

"Where's the artillery platoon? Clear all the direct fire, it's in the mountains and forests, right? I'll level it for you today!"

It has to be said that without Yuchi Baoqi to restrain Yuchi Jingde, Yuchi Jingde would still be too wild and would harass others at every turn.

Li Shimin's barbarians are just barbarians, and Yuchi's respect for the barbarians is nothing but barbarians who have been razed to the ground.

The artillery platoon said it was an artillery platoon, with a total of five or six hundred people. When I heard that there was such a good thing, I had never fought such a rich battle in my life!

I usually fire two cannons to scare the cowardly people on the opposite side to the point of peeing in fear. They either abandon the city and run away, or surrender on the spot.

"Hey, hey, the new recruits will hit the balls first, and the veterans will help take a look. We finally have the opportunity for live-fire training, but don't waste it."

"Old cannon head, if you have one less eye, will the cannon be more accurate?"

The old cannon leader looked at the convoy that was still chasing, and was busy tamping the ground and assembling the artillery array: "Who told you, it's nothing!"

"I got this kind of eyesight when I was fighting against Tibet. Later, I couldn't do fighting or equestrian anymore, so I had no choice but to come to this artillery platoon to make a living."

While talking and laughing, the old cannon head raised the small flag in his hand: "Get ready to launch. The target is 320 meters. One test shot."

"Boom boom boom!"

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