Chapter 1097

"This is really... Not surprising at all."

Looking at the closed gate of the imperial capital Golovin not far away and the iron crown flag flying on the wall of the city, Lucien sighed cynically, and even didn't bother to hide it.

On one side, Archduke ellemans just hummed coldly, ignoring the ridicule of the gray pupil boy.

Looking at the Legion soldiers waiting for battle on the city wall, you can only see the whole row of shield walls and crossbow men within your sight. As for others

Dark haired wizards squint instinctively to mobilize the power of emptiness; Then suddenly think of something and tremble all over.

I almost forgot that I couldn't use the power of emptiness as I used to... Lauren pulled the corners of his mouth.

It's not that they are sealed, but they can't control at all - according to Asriel, if they are more in control of power, they are not even as good as the ogre evil god mazka.

Suddenly it can't be as convenient as before. It's really not suitable.

"What are you going to do?"

Elman turned his head, looked at the black haired wizard and said, "it seems that the imperial Parliament of the imperial capital has regained control of all the city defense. They have replaced all the troops of Bain and Elman."

"If we drag on like this, even when the Azores attack the city, they won't open the gate... No, if so, they won't open the gate, but watch us fight with the elves until the whole army is destroyed?"

The voice fell, and all the eyes around focused on Loren Turin.

Facing the crowd, the black haired wizard smiled easily and waved his hand at will.

"Boom --!"

The sound of neat and uniform steps startled the dignified Archduke ellemans and stared at his Laurent Turin with a smile.

This guy, he doesn't really want to

"Boom ---! Boom ---! Boom ---! Boom ---!"

The footsteps of 20000 Bain legions played in the wilderness outside the gate of the imperial capital; The neat and uniform movement makes the sound full of shock.

Facing the shocked eyes of Archduke ellemans, angert, count of the castle, dismounted with his back on his back, walked to the front of the queue and raised his big sword behind him:

"Who are you?"

"Byrne --!!"

"Where are you from?"

"Byrne --!!"

"Why are you fighting?!"

"Byrne --!!"

"Byrne -" he waved his big sword and roared the count of the mountain rock castle to the gate of the imperial capital:

"Forward --!"

Twenty thousand Bain legions mainly formed a square array of spears to form twenty generous arrays, surrounded by all Bain knights and soldiers of ellemans, and pushed towards the wall.

"What are you doing?!"

The stunned Duke of ellemans glared at Laurent: "tell me, are you... Really going to attack the imperial capital?!"

"Storm the imperial capital? No, no, no... I didn't launch any offensive against the imperial capital." Loren shook his head. "I just ordered the March like any army that arrived in the imperial capital."

"As for whether to launch an attack or open the gate into the city after walking under the gate, that's the decision that the people behind the gate have to make - whether to fight or not. The decision is in their hands, isn't it?"

Yuli weltz, who was shocked and angry, trembled - his 8000 Flemish legions were surrounded by the square array of Byrne legions. Unless he directly "kidnapped the Duke of Byrne", he could only watch himself being coerced by the other party to approach, and there was nothing he could do.

And now he is far from alone.

"What's going on?!"

Standing on the towering walls of the imperial capital, staring at the battle flags flying outside the city, the army of Bain and ellemans, who were lined up in a square array approaching the imperial capital, kept smashing their trembling fists on the wall piers:

"These traitors, are they going to betray openly and attack the imperial capital?! don't they see that the city gate is closed and the imperial army is ready, or are these traitors always so afraid of death?!"

The gushing saliva was sprayed on the face of the adjutant who was born of a little aristocrat, and he dared not look up tremblingly; Mixed with the color of fear, he glanced at the army outside the city from time to time.

"Adults, soldiers and soldiers say they want you..."

"Hope me, hope me what? These Dalits don't want to be loyal to the Empire at this time, but dare to ask for it!"

The noble officer who was angry for a while turned his eyes behind him and looked at the "imperial capital Guard Corps" that never let him down. This time, he was not disappointed.

Nervous officers looking around, trembling soldiers hiding under shields and wall buttresses, panicked crossbows and engineers

It is obvious that the regiment composed of the poor who rely on temporary forced conscription and the aristocratic officers who have not received much training, plus up to one twentieth of the veterans, who rely on whips and beatings to maintain discipline, can not give full play to the combat effectiveness of the "black wall".

If it were not for the city wall at the foot, the "imperial capital Guard Corps" might not even have the courage to fight, so they surrendered directly.

"Have these Untouchables lost even the last bit of traditional courage? Are they still not saxorians?" the angry noble officer kept smashing the wall and glared at the adjutant:

"Say, what do they want to do?!"

"He, they hope you... You can open the city gate and negotiate with the bain Legion outside the city..." the adjutant swallowed his saliva and looked panicked as if he was about to cry:

"There are many families among the soldiers... In the bain Legion outside the city. I'm afraid if we really want to go to war..."

"What, open the door? Absolutely not!" the noble Officer immediately snapped:

"Those traitors are already in the city. What room do we have to negotiate when we open the city gate at this time? No, it's absolutely not!"

"My Lord!"

"I said, absolutely not!" the roar in my ears made the noble officers more hysterical: "are you going to disobey the military order?"

"Poop!"

When his knees were soft, the little noble adjutant knelt to the ground: "Sir, the rebels approaching the city gate are not only the one outside the city!"

"What?!"

The frightened noble officer suddenly looked up at the wall pile behind him - almost at the same time, the horn of emergency enemy situation sounded on the chaotic wall... And neat cries.

"Byrne, move forward --!"

On the avenue behind the gate of the imperial capital, thousands of Byrne legions in neat queues came towards the gate.

In a hurry, the panicked noble officers finally assembled a small army. The Legion veterans of the two flag regiments blocked under the city gate to form a shield wall, and looked at the oncoming black background Golden Lion Flag with fear.

"Boom! Boom! Boom --!"

In the sound of neat steps, Byrne's Legion stopped under the gate of the imperial capital, only 80 steps away from the square of the escort Legion.

Close at hand, both sides can even see each other's expressions, but they stare at each other and don't speak.

The dead atmosphere reveals the extreme depression of tension.

"Byrne, what are you doing?!"

There are rebels inside and outside. The noble officers who are extremely flustered still have a hard scalp and soft legs. They come forward and scold: "this is the gate of the imperial capital. Are you going to seize the gate and rebel?!"

"No!"

Carl Colin, the demon hunter, stood in the center of the two armies in the eyes of the crowd and looked coldly at the noble officer with his shoulders: "the purpose of Byrne Legion's trip is to protect the emperor from aggression. There is absolutely no idea of rebellion."

"Then go back to the barracks immediately. The imperial city gate is not your defense area. It is not allowed until you get the order of the imperial parliament..."

"But!"

Looking at the expression of the noble officer, Carl Colin said coldly, "our Duke of Byrne is outside the city now - please open the gate and allow us to welcome the Duke into the city."

"No, no one is allowed to open the gate without the order of the imperial Council!" the noble officer, who was gnashing his teeth, reluctantly changed his tone:

"You, you can apply to the parliament, if you agree..."

"It's too late!" Carl Colin said impolitely. "The Duke is outside the city. We can't wait any longer."

"Then step on me and the body of the Guard Corps behind me and open the gate for your Duke, traitor!"

"You are only willing to open the gate with the permission of the imperial parliament... Are you?"

"Yes, only by the order of the imperial parliament!"

"No one else?"

"No one can!"

"Not even the royal family of Tianqiong palace?"

"Not even the royal family in the sky palace..." half of the noble officers suddenly reacted and glared at the indifferent Carl Colin: "what do you mean?!"

Carl Colin stood aside without saying a word and gave way to the figure behind him.

It was a female knight in military uniform, red hair and red pupils, as delicate and indifferent as a doll.

"Your Royal Highness?"

At the moment when the frightened voice blurted out, the noble officer and the Legion soldiers behind him immediately bowed their heads and knelt on one knee.

The apathetic Princess fillonay de sallion walked up to the noble officer and stared at the trembling figure kneeling at her feet with flaming eyes.

"Open the door."

"Your Highness?!" the shocked noble officer raised his head and his face was full of disbelief.

In the eyes of most of the imperial aristocracy, the royal highness of the Royal Princess depended only on the "good fortune" of the last generation of Eckhardt S and this generation of emperor Kang Nuode, so that he could have almost the status of the imperial crown next to the crown prince in the royal family, and even now he has become the second successor.

Many nobles even planned to recall Brandon's crown prince status after emperor Connor, trying to help the "simple" long princess to the throne and become a puppet of the imperial parliament to control the Empire; Just as Roland Turin, the black Duke, supported Charlotte, the Dragon Queen.

But this kind of thing, after all, can't be said clearly... Even if you look down on it, you still have to have respect and awe in the face of the royal family.

So the noble officer decided to explain and explain to this too simple Royal Highness, and let her understand the interest: "Princess long, if you open the door to those traitors now, they will surely take the opportunity."

"Dang --!"

The cold long sword interrupted the noble officer's words and felt the touch from the side of his neck. The noble officer twitched his throat and trembled.

"Open the door."

The expressionless phillanai repeated it once.

The cold eyes full of murderous intent and the blade without a trace of trembling make the aristocrats fall into the ice cave.

"... yes."

The noble officer who bit his teeth was very difficult.

"Please wait with your highness... For the time being. If you want to open the city gate, you need to remove all defense facilities, clear the roads and report to the imperial Council's fellow doctor before..."

"Don't bother."

Carl Colin, who stood aside, came forward with a hint of irony in his mouth: "please let the gate out and let Byrne's Legion take over for the time being - we will leave when the welcoming ceremony is over."

"As for the defense facilities, clear the roads and inform the Council... Please."

The noble officer was livid, clenched his fist and said nothing.

The cold long Princess turned her head, and the fire red eyes made some complacent demon hunters uneasy.

"Then I'll leave it to you." fillonay said faintly and left without looking back. The Byrne Legion in the middle of the road made way for her:

"When Loren Turin enters the city, let him come directly to the sky Palace - the Duke always has to meet at the sky palace when he comes to the door."

"Yes!" the demon hunter replied quickly.

In only two quarters of an hour, the Legion soldiers above and below the city gate withdrew cleanly; On the towering city wall, in addition to the iron crown flag held by three dragons, there are more Golden Lions on a black background.

Looking at the hunting banner of Byrne, after many days of repression, Carl Colin finally felt very happy. He raised his hands to the wall and shouted angrily:

"Open the door --!"

With a burst of chain friction and the "squeak" sound of bearing rotation, the gate of the imperial capital opened slowly.

The imperial avenue leading to the heavenly palace is presented in front of the black haired wizard.

Standing under the gate, Carl Colin looked up at the familiar figure, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily.

The next second, the demon hunter suddenly knelt down on one knee, "bang!" and the knee of the steel prosthesis hit the ground. Take a deep breath:

"Byrne Legion up and down..."

"In the name of the Turin family..."

"Welcome -- the black Duke into the city --!"

The Byrne legions behind the city gate lined up on both sides of the road, raised their flags and spears, knelt on one knee and lowered their heads like waves:

"Welcome to the black Duke -- --!!!!!!!"

"Welcome the black Duke -- -- -- --!!!!!!!!!"

"Welcome the black Duke ---- ---- ---- ----!!!!!!!!!"

... the cheers from the imperial capital made phillanai, who had just stepped on the steps of the heavenly palace, look back and look in the direction of the city gate.

Amid the wave of cheers, the slightly stunned black haired wizard smiled and stepped into the gate of the imperial capital with the dignified Archduke of El mans on his side, as well as 20000 Bain legions and 8000 El mans legions behind him.