"Hey Jim, did you hear? We've won another battle."
"Of course! With Lord Alexander in charge of Twin Flag City, those Ajax bastards won't be able to advance an inch. Did you see that? That giant God of War of war that shot down from the sky today—that's because those unlucky Ajax bastards angered Lord Alexander, and he unleashed divine punishment, crushing 30,000 Ajax into blood and gore with a single blow. My brother is an archer at the west gate; he saw it with his own eyes..."
"Really? I was wondering. In our Twin Flag City, only Lord Alexander could display such divine skills. Hey, when can we go up to the city walls to join the battle? We've been training for days now. We really want to climb to the top of the city walls and fight alongside Lord Alexander. Just to catch a glimpse of this great hero of the empire from afar, even if we die on the city walls, it would be worth it in this life."
"Haha, don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities. Our militia reserves will all be on the battlefield sooner or later. I heard the Ajax are reinforcing their troops..."
He overheard the cheerful conversation of several young men in militia reserve uniforms. As Sun Fei brushed past them, the young men, unaware that their hero and idol had been less than a shoulder's width away, excitedly chatted and walked away. A rare smile appeared on Sun Fei's face. After the series of battles, the atmosphere in the city was better than he had expected. The residents did not show any fear of war, which was a good sign. At least he didn't have to worry about the entire city collapsing from immense fear.
" Fernando," Sun Fei suddenly thought of something and said, "Write this down. Go back and inform Petr, and have him select one or two hundred clever soldiers to spread daily news about the battle throughout the city in an official capacity. Of course, only tell the good news, ensuring that most of the city's residents know the progress of the battle as soon as possible. Spread positive information to give them confidence and prevent them from making wild guesses. Transparency is key to stopping rumors and panic."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Torres wrote Sun Fei's order down on the parchment scroll he carried with him.
As King Majesty's attendant, Torres's life can be considered a minor miracle. Since he stood up to protect the Queen at the victory banquet in Chambord City six months ago, the fate of this boy from a poor background has been changed. He gained the favor of King of Chambord Alexander and rose rapidly through the ranks to become one of the most powerful figures in Chambord City, deeply trusted by Sun Fei. Of course, this was also due to his own efforts and hard work. Like many Chambord City masters who rose from humble beginnings, Torres was almost demanding of himself, devoting a great deal of energy to martial arts training every day. At this point, he could already fight Six-Star Class master alone.
Recently, Torres has been deliberately improving his etiquette and cultural refinement. The young man understands that as King Majesty's bodyguard, he cannot be like the [ Heng and Ha Generals ] who only know how to use force and act like brutes. He will spend most of his time by King Majesty's side, representing the image of the King of Chambord and His King's reputation. Although Sun Fei has never made any demands, Torres has been constantly striving to become well-rounded in both martial arts and literature. As a result, in a short period of time, he has transformed himself from a poor, semi-literate boy into a cultured man with a wealth of knowledge through his own efforts.
Sun Fei naturally took all these changes to heart.
This is also what His King likes about this young man: he is humble, eager to learn, ambitious, understands his goals, and has clear plans for himself.
"Also, Fernando, go to the west gate immediately and order the nobles in the city to prepare a grand banquet in the main hall of the watchtower. I want to celebrate the return of the three hundred fearless warriors of the Zenit Empire!" Seeing that it was getting dark, Sun Fei calculated that it was almost time and turned to Torres to say.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
In the vast desert, the magnificent outline of Twin Flag City can already be seen in the distance.
"Haha, Commander Alexander is truly amazing, Andrei! How do you think he knew the Ajax Sand Demons' transport army would pass through there?" Ribery, with a striking scar on his face, covered in smoke and fire, his armor stained with sand and blood, Earth Inquiry with genuine excitement and disbelief.
"Sand Demons" is a derogatory term used by the Zenit people to refer to the Ajax live in the desert.
"Haha, I think you should ask what adults don't know." Andrei Shevchenko's face was that of a fanatical believer. His clothes were no better than Ribery's. After a fierce battle, almost every soldier who went out to ambush the Ajax army's supply convoy was covered in blood.
"It's a pity that only more than half of the grain was burned, and more than sixty brothers died in battle. We couldn't even bring their bodies back, so we had to cremate them..." When he mentioned his fallen brothers, a trace of sadness flashed across Ribery's face, which was slightly grotesque due to the scars on his face.
The three hundred soldiers on this mission were all handpicked by him from the army; they were the most elite and valiant warriors of Twin Flag City. They had set off at dusk the previous day, and he and his brothers had been lying in ambush along the Ajax supply route for a full day and night. Two soldiers froze to death in the extreme cold of the desert night, but even so, they made no sound, fearing to alert the Ajax patrolling the secret supply route. The other sixty-four soldiers died while burning the grain. The Ajax supply wagons had been treated with fireproofing, making them impossible to ignite immediately. To complete the mission of burning the grain, many soldiers directly shielded the Ajax soldiers from their swords with their own bodies, setting the supply wagons ablaze...
Generals die in a hundred battles, brave soldiers return after ten years.
When the topic turned to the fallen soldiers, Ribery and Shevchenko exchanged a glance, their initial excitement vanishing. If they could bring their fallen comrades back to life, they would gladly forgo the honor. But that's war; it never offers mercy or forgiveness to either side.
"We've advanced to the Ajax camp. Tell the brothers to be careful, to bypass their camp, and to slip through the gaps when the Sun has completely set. Lord Alexander will meet us there." Ribery waved to the sergeant who reached out his hand, and the two hundred and thirty-eight men crouched low, cautiously approaching the Twin Flag City.
"General, look! There are some people ahead!" a soldier suddenly exclaimed in a low voice, pointing to a sand dune in the distance.
Ribery and Shevchenko looked in the direction the soldier was pointing, and were immediately startled, their pupils shrinking.
On a sand dune about fifty or sixty meters high in the distance, two people sat quietly. One was a middle-aged man, around thirty years old, dressed in a white robe, resembling a magician. His face was indistinct, but he exuded an ethereal and extraordinary aura. He was reclining on the side of the dune, holding a large wine flask in his hand, drinking deeply. Beside him stood a pretty child, about eight or nine years old. His soft, golden hair shimmered faintly in the last rays of the setting Sun. He wore a tight-fitting samurai outfit, and his exquisitely beautiful face was incredibly adorable. He reached out his delicate little hands and massaged the middle-aged magician's back and shoulders.
Ribery and Shevchenko exchanged a glance, both with a serious expression in their eyes.
The Ajax war zone is now in chaos. Apart from the Twin Flag City, the Ajax have basically cleared the area and left it uninhabited. In such an environment, the appearance of this extremely absurd pair in the desert at sunset immediately filled the air with a strange and eerie atmosphere. The two of them noticed at the same time that the sand and dust stirred up by the strong wind could not penetrate within twenty meters of the two, as if it was blocked and repelled by an invisible force.
"He's a master." Both of them were startled at the same time.
Ribery lowered his head and thought for a moment. Seeing that the other party paid no attention to his group and didn't even glance at them, he felt a little relieved. He knew that many senior masters had very eccentric personalities and didn't like to be disturbed, so he signaled the soldiers to keep quiet and ignore them, continue to be vigilant, and advance slowly and carefully.
Since the sand dune where the strong man and the young man were located was blocking Ribery's group's path, the distance between them was inevitably gradually closing.
As they drew closer, Ribery and Shevchenko gradually made out the middle-aged man's appearance. He had regular features and wasn't particularly handsome, but his slanted, sword-like eyebrows and slightly narrow, large eyes gave him an aura of righteousness. The child beside him was truly a masterpiece of nature, exquisitely beautiful and adorable, like a little Son of God. Anyone who saw this little fellow for the first time would fall in love with him.
"Hey, be careful! There's fighting here, it's dangerous, get out of here!" Seeing how adorable the little child was, a soldier couldn't help but shout as he passed under the sand dunes.
"Oh no!" Shevchenko and Ribery's expressions changed drastically.
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