Self-discipline is king in horse riding and slashing

"It's those damn Bretonnian cans again!"

A figure flew out of the big hole, and the sun staff in his hand emitted a dazzling light, illuminating the collapsed basement particularly clearly.

"Oh~ look! Look what I found?!"

The man screamed and quickly floated to several treasure boxes piled in the corner.

when!

The sun staff lightly touched the strong iron lock of the treasure chest, and the latter snapped into two pieces as if it had been struck by a heavy axe.

pat~

The seemingly extremely heavy treasure chest cover seemed to be suddenly opened by a pair of invisible hands, and rows of neatly stacked gold coins emitted a dazzling golden light under the bright light.

"Aha~ The smell of gold, the noble King of Palembang has a new treasure!"

Amenhotep was pleasantly surprised. There was nothing more gratifying than finding gold right out of the house.

"Huh? This is...my gold coin?"

He excitedly stretched out his withered palm. The moment he took the gold coin, the joy that enveloped the Tomb King disappeared.

"Damn it! They actually came to steal my gold coins again, that's my gold!"

The golden staff stabbed the ground heavily under the control of its owner, and then a golden ripple spread rapidly from the ground in a circular shape.

Soon after, the golden ripples returned to their original point.

"I remember every gold coin and every jewel! I want you to return them all! I want you to pay with blood!"

Amenhotep's hand holding the staff began to tremble due to excessive emotion. Every treasure that slept with him was marked by his own hands. Just now, he used the induction technique that he worked so hard to create during his lifetime.

It was a good idea not to use it, but once I used it, I realized that all the treasures I had worked so hard to accumulate, except for the palace I was in, were all gone.

Is it because I can’t lift the knife?

Or have you Bretonnians not died enough? !

The Tomb King remembered what happened a hundred years ago.

At that time, he was resting in another palace, but the Bretonnians actually regarded him as the remains of a legendary knight. They brought him back to Bretonnia along with the coffin and the entire palace's treasures, and even carried him around for exhibitions in major cities. .

What's even more annoying is that he was actually carried into several battles as a "holy remains" by the fanatical Holy Grail monks.

Amidst the sound of huge artillery fire and the screams of swarms of rats, King Amenhotep woke up. He calmly used magic to recall what happened to him.

That night, the Tomb King awoke the corpses on the battlefield together with the corpses of the ancient Nehekhara expeditionary force buried deep underground.

He led the army of the dead and fought all the way from the place of awakening. His anger only calmed down after he destroyed hundreds of small castles, destroyed hundreds of villages with thousands of people, and took back treasures that were several times more than the lost gold coins.

Amenhotep concept map

How long has it been?

this time...

I won't sleep!

Never!

"King? Where are we going?"

The cave in the basement unknowingly expanded several times. Dozens of ladders made of yellow sand stretched out from below. A mummy general carrying an exaggerated giant sword and carrying a 2-meter-high golden shield appeared first.

"Want to start by looking for those stupid thieves who destroyed your antiques?"

The mummy general asked in an urn voice. He had been with him for thousands of years, and he could tell the state of his king at a glance.

Eighty percent of it is gold that has been painstakingly hidden.

And again and again...it was stolen again...

This king was good at everything else, but he was too narrow-minded and obsessed with money.

Seeing that he was silent, the general sighed secretly, turned around and walked towards the stairs leading to the upper level from the basement. No matter where he went in the end, ensuring the safety of the king was his eternal mission.

"No, this time we will take back Zandiri and protect it forever!"

Just when the mummy general's hand was about to touch the iron door of the basement, the voice of the Tomb King firmly appeared in his ears.

"King? Are you serious?!"

The mummy general was stunned and asked in surprise.

Since being resurrected under the influence of the "nuclear bomb version" of necromancy unleashed by the evil founder of necromancy and shameful usurper Nagash that swept across Nehekhara, he has gained the immortality he dreamed of, but withered. The body is not what he wants.

The usurper died again, but his spell did not lose its effect. The Tomb King and all the dead in Nehekhara regained their consciousness. After the initial confusion, they returned to their previous life state.

Except for not being able to perform physiological activities, the rest is exactly the same as before.

Kabine Nur is one of all the resurrected Nehekhara people, and he is also the general of the bodyguard of King Amenhotep of Palembang. After his resurrection, he followed the powerful king and drove away the Zandiri city-state and was resurrected. of kings.

He originally thought that King Amenhotep would be like the great Emperor Settra, unify the warring Nehekhara, and eliminate the accomplices of the usurper - studying Nagash's necromancy and transforming himself into a vampire. of Nehekhara nobles.

and seek true eternal life.

But who knows...

Your Majesty the King, he actually chose to collect gold and sleep...

Then there is the endless process of being stolen, waking up, snatching the treasure back, and continuing to sleep... the cycle starts over and over again.

Originally, Kabine thought it would be the same this time...

But unexpectedly, His Majesty the King actually changed his gender!

So here comes the problem....

How much money did those Bretonnians steal?

While General Mummy was extremely happy, he also had a big question in his mind.

...

It was late at night, but the lights outside the city of Teldrassil were brightly lit.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

At this moment, behind the three siege positions, exhausted and sweaty old farmers were gritting their teeth and assembling ladders of different specifications under the scolding of attendants riding tall horses.

Everyone in the Bretonnian Knights knew what was going on in the Heka Territory, so they prepared various siege equipment in advance before setting off. In order to facilitate transportation, they specially changed the 8-meter-high ladder into two sections.

However, Teldrassil City's 12-meter-high city wall far exceeded the expectations of the various Bretonnian armies.

Therefore, even though the prophetess around them kept scolding them, the generals of all parties still insisted on completing the transformation of the siege equipment.

The south city gate is okay. Even if the siege tower and ladder are not used, at least the city gate can be attacked.

And these two city walls that don't even have gates, do we need to climb up with bare hands?

For a time, the resentment of the Bretonnian siege soldiers against the prophetess surged.

"Notify all soldiers to storm the joints of the ladder!"

Chen Sheng saw the dilemma of Bator's siege position and felt happy in his heart.

However, his commanding skills can only affect soldiers within a thousand meters, and the city walls on both sides far away from him can only send citizen cavalry to notify them.

Fortunately, the walls of Teldrassil are wide enough, so running horses is not a problem.