Heartbreaker

Six months after I ascended the throne, Elliot that bastard finally offered his generous gift.He sent [-] soldiers, divided into four teams, to go northward, and started a battle overnight with the Wanjiang Imperial Army stationed in the village.The soldiers of the Twilight Empire held high the golden shield banner, were fully armed, and made a loud noise, like a menacing torrential rain, quickly sweeping away three villages.They cut down the flagpole of the Wanjiang Empire, and pierced the silent and cold snowy night in the northern border with ferocious flames. Their former people rejoiced, and these soldiers who provoked me really deserve to die.

When Fallows heard the news, he immediately rolled out of bed, led several subordinates into my office, and shouted with his trumpet-like mouth, "Your Majesty, there is a war!"

"I know. Six months, Elliott is more calm than I imagined." I twisted the scroll on the paw of the messenger raven, glanced quickly, and handed the note to them, "According to the front line According to the news, Elliott only sent a few hundred people this time, and the attack targets are mainly concentrated on the villages at the junction of the northern border and the southern border, especially the villages that once belonged to the Twilight Empire."

I stared at the deep black sky outside the window, and seemed to see the smoke of gunfire and the looming flames, "Twilight Empire's army numbered at least tens of thousands, and this time only a few hundred people were sent. The target is not Vulture City, but the north-south border villages, not to knock us down in one fell swoop.”

Fallows frowned, "Could it be a temptation?"

"That's right. Elliott is not a man who likes to maneuver. He is good at hitting with one blow and going straight to the core." I sneered, "He will definitely find out the details here before officially declaring war, so as to decide the next plan .If you find an opportunity to take advantage of, maybe the empire will come to the city tomorrow evening."

Six months is a long time, so long that I find it unbelievable.No two kings are allowed in one realm, and his attack reassures me a bit.I don't know what made him allow me to ascend the throne of this small town, maybe it was the lightning disaster on the day of the throne, maybe he knew that this was the beginning of Lemon Sol's doom, maybe he just simply despised me Strength is like a desperately struggling ant in the palm of contempt.

I don't know what he's thinking, but I know what I'm going to do.No matter what kind of speculation he has about me, I want him to look good.

With a sound of "Zheng", I heard the sharp sound of the sword being unsheathed.Two flames suddenly ignited in Fallows' ice blue eyes, surging with fighting spirit, "Your Majesty, the Winter Ting Army is at your disposal at any time. We will not lose to the thieves of Twilight Empire!"

"I heard you, Commander Knight, save your strength and go to the battlefield to punch holes in the enemy." I said, drawing a few circles on the map, and using a graphite core to outline a forward route, "Twilight Empire The goal is seven villages, but we don’t have to take them all back. We will concentrate our efforts on snatching rich and productive villages and protecting these large granaries. There is no need to fight for villages with Mogols. Those beasts with tied heads are always making trouble. It’s enough to kill the sky directly. Remember—”

I approached Fallows and the other officers, and said in a low voice, "Our goal is not to win, but to deter and confuse. So don't send too many people, but the ones you send must be elite. Elliott can't be made to think that the current Vulture City He and the Dongting Army are vulnerable, let alone let them find out the details. We must preserve our strength and wait for the official battle before attacking aggressively."

Fallows stared at the route of attack, thoughtful, "Is this the reason why you chose this marching route? There are many forests and mountains blocking the track, which is convenient for concealment and ambush? But the rugged and steep terrain is not suitable for cavalry to attack, I'm afraid... "

I smiled and said, "Isn't it just for this moment that you do physical training every day? It's time to test the results, Knight Commander."

"Yes! Your Majesty, please rest assured!"

Fallows touched the heels of his boots with piercing eyes, and led his men away like a gust of wind.I leaned against the table, looked at the silent oak door, and murmured, "Human power alone cannot produce incredible effects... right, Luo?"

Following my call, a figure dissolved from the shadows dragging on the ground.Luo slowly opened his eyes, and the faint blue light circled around him like fireflies, "Do you need me to help them, Lemon?"

I said coldly, "I think so. This battle is crucial. Whether Vulture City can win more time for peace depends on whether this battle can deter the dog emperor Eliot. I will not allow any mistakes."

There was a mysterious light in the depths of his eye holes, "I see."

I said, "By the way, don't forget to call Chichikov. You have to hide your whereabouts this time, so that even the Winter Ting Army won't know. The old man will find a way, so go."

Luo nodded, and disappeared into the quiet corridor in the blink of an eye.I opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, let the cold wind carry flakes of snow into my office, and turned off the chandelier.There seemed to be a scorched smell of flames burning the soil in the flowing air, as well as the faint sound of explosions.I stand in the dark with only the moonlight as my companion.The silver-gray clouds and the vast night sky are like a spreading blue scroll, covering the sky above the world, like a still and frozen river of time.

"Eliott, if you are looking at me right now, then you should watch carefully." I clenched my teeth and clenched my fists, and the cold air filled the gaps between my teeth, "I will make you regret seeing me wearing it." Golden Crown."

****

fire.

I was wrapped in a fiery flame, as if I were a dying baby and it was my swaddle.My hair and clothes were all burned to ashes, and my fingertips were covered in mud and blood spattered.I gasped for breath, beating my chest hard at the lingering suffocation.

"Eliot..." I said hoarsely, "You bastard, Elliot..."

The flames then attacked more violently, licking my skin up and down like a soft tongue.I screamed in pain, and flames burst out from every pore on the top of my head.In the haze, a black figure stood vaguely behind the fire wall, looking at me with pity and mercy through the golden flame stream.

What a child you are, Lemon...

Hearing that damned voice, I roared angrily, rolled and crawled on the ground in embarrassment, wishing I could pounce on the opponent and crush his head.I was tormenting and crawling in the sea of ​​fire, but unexpectedly that tall and slender black figure slowly approached me, walking leisurely as if there was an aristocratic lady in his arms.

Lemon...

He stood beside me and stabbed me in the eye.I heard his deep laughter, and he chopped off my limbs again.I fell to the ground, bleeding like a wriggling piece of flesh.He grabbed me by the neck and stood me on the ground, slit my throat, stuck two fingers into the bloody slit, and forced me to open my mouth to accept his tongue.I roared hysterically and hit the wall of flesh in front of me with my head.He cut off half of my head, and my eyeballs were limp on the ground, dripping with thick pus, spying on everything he did to me.

I heard his enjoyment-like laughter, appearing and disappearing, haunting me like an annoying nightmare.

Sad, then cry, I will lick your bitter tears...

Afraid, then scream, I'll bite your quivering throat...

Are you angry, then swing your knife, I will smell the smell of your blood...

Desperate, then fall down, I will catch your humble body...

i love you my boy...

"Well!!"

I woke up from the nightmare, looked around with wide-eyed eyes, felt the sweat dripping from my jaw, and the wind blowing down my spine was chilling to the bones.The interior of the house is still the familiar furnishings, but the candles on the chandelier have not been lit again.The open windows kept drifting in fine snowflakes, forming puddles on the floor.I fell to the ground, raised my head from the cold wooden board, and stared at my palms for a moment, before I realized the problem.

Fuck, I fucking fell asleep.

I jumped up and looked straight at the black sky.In the dream, my limbs were cut off by Elliott, my eyeballs were ripped out, and my head was sliced ​​off.I leaned against the wall, gritted my teeth, and smashed the hard brick with my fist.The atrocities I've done to other people are fully reflected in my dreams, and the executioner is the goddamn trash.

I slapped myself hard—hahaha, are you scared, Lemon Bonespur? !You dreamed that Elliott was tyrannizing you from head to toe, in the best way you could.Hahaha, you are scared!You are just scared!Otherwise, why did he dream that he was dismembered, and why was it him? !

"Ugh! Damn--damn!"

I pressed my head tightly and felt a splitting headache, so I punched the wall again and again, until I finally used my head and smashed myself dizzy, then collapsed on the ground and shrugged nervously and laughed.

"..."

I fell to the ground, closed my eyes in thought, and the blood on my forehead dripped onto my snow-white underwear.I recalled the fire in my dream.A burning smell suddenly drilled into the nose.I frowned and sniffed, once I stood by the window, the burnt smell became stronger.I poked my head out, and suddenly found thick smoke rising from somewhere behind the palace!

"Where is the fire? Find out the manager!"

Damn it, Elliott's bastards are running around and there's a fire somewhere in the palace.This is not a good sign.I was sprinting down the hallway, yelling and yelling furiously.The entourage next to me was terrified by me, and tremblingly said while following my steps, "Your Majesty, yes, it is a stable!"

****

Oh, the stables.

I stood in front of the stable, looking coldly at the dark figure in front of the fire curtain.The crippled Raig was holding the hammers, his crooked chin was raised high, and he twisted out a rebellious and stupid look.The servants were all busy carrying buckets to put out the fire, but the cripple looked at me nonchalantly, twisted his jaw and bit his teeth a few times, baring out a mouthful of wild boar-like teeth.

"Hey, you lame pig." I said, "Long time no see, you haven't been kicked to death by a horse yet."

"Big brother!"

Broken Arm Eminem and One-Eyed Aiur arrived immediately.Eminem yelled, and Aihe pulled him back, looked at Laige with a complicated expression, and said in a deep voice, "Brother."

"You all don't fucking come here!" The dead cripple suddenly roared, and the sound shook a little handyman around him to fall.He raised the pair of hammers that had smashed countless knees, and screamed at me, "Lemon Bone Spur, you are in power now, you have your own army and subordinates, and you don't need our three brothers anymore!" You set fire to kill us for you, and you start to clean us up. Fuck it, start with me, clear them one by one! Pooh! Don’t forget that your life was saved by the three of us, and it was the three of us who killed you Help, ungrateful little bastard, is it great to wear a crown? What the hell are you? The layered skin is proud!"

"Your Majesty!" At this time, the one-eyed Aihe suddenly shouted, his voice was no longer as calm and solemn as before, but full of panic, "Brother, he was drunk tonight, so he forgot your identity, please forgive him !"

"Lymon—the king! Your Majesty the King!" I heard the panicked cry of the broken-armed Eminem, mixed with some lucky pleas, "Brother, he really drank too much to do these things. He said It's all angry words, just like before, just like that! Don't take it to heart!"

The lame Raig was furious, "Fuck you, two bastards with elbows turned out! Who is your big brother! Well, have you forgotten how I covered you two stupid things when I was young? It’s not my big brother, can you live until now? Have you forgotten the oath of the three of us?!”

He cursed and yelled, and suddenly wrinkled his ugly face, two lines of tears fell, and he sobbed heartbrokenly, "...'The lame leg is missing a leg, the broken arm is missing an arm, and the one-eyed Ayer Lost eyes; Amu Aier is Raig's leg, Raiger is Amu's arm, Raigam is Aier's eye; the disabled three brothers, enjoy the blessings together, and take the troubles together, the three talents are one , never to be separated'...Now you don't want your big brother...You just watch me, a cripple, being humiliated by this brat...My two younger brothers don't want a big brother..."

"I think you are crazy." I watched the cripple crying and cursing, and laughed in the dim and flickering firelight.I pulled out the bone knife, took off the crown, and put it in the hands of a frightened servant. I also took off the king's black fur coat and pushed back the golden hair.

"You should thank you for having two good younger brothers." I spat and sneered, "Otherwise I would have chopped off your head and fed it to the dogs. There are also eyeballs. Anyway, those two eyes on your face are useless. Use. You can't see."

Those few muddy tears were evaporated, and the dead cripple's mouth was as stinky as ever, "Fuck|Damn it, I'm going to smash your knees... Shit bastard... Fuck you..."

"Okay." I wiped the sweat from my palms on the waist of my trousers, gripped the handle of the knife tightly, and put on an attacking posture with a smile.The cripple really knows how to pick the right moment. I was so irritable because of the nightmare just now, and I wanted to find someone to vent, so he took the initiative to send the dog's head up.

"Now, the king allows you to fight him, and then you can fuck him to death."