The King of Knights in a Different World

If the other party doesn't come, don't care...

what is the reason.

Pombek will die, this is what Lucifer conveyed.

Pombek naturally understood.

"Understand! Very clear!"

He nodded desperately.

Although he still doesn't understand Lucifer's thoughts, he understands that the only chance for him to survive is... desperately trying to get Felambaras to bring reinforcements.

"Very good! Ager Guiwen took the Viscount Mr. Go down, find him a decent dress, and dispatched the most elite knights to protect his safety."

Lucifer smiled and did it to the knight beside him.

"Yes!"

When Age Zhiwen left, he returned here with Gao Wen and the others in a short while.

They began to report on the situation.At present, the resistance in the alley has basically been suppressed.

With the departure of the non-commissioned officers, some other corners will also give up resistance.

After a while, Ager Guiwen returned to the room, and Lucifer also spoke at this time.

"Well done, my knights.

But now is not the time to rest, and the second step of the plan must be started immediately.

Ager, you give you one day to help Drake stabilize the situation in the alley, and come to Normandy tomorrow to find me.

While stabilizing, let Nelson immediately implement the second step of the plan and return to bring more soldiers."

"Yes! I'll go right away!"

Age Zhiwen left first.

Then Lucifer looked at the other three round tables.

"Gawain, Lancelot, Kailar, you immediately go outside the city to arrange and wait until the other side's reinforcements arrive, and you must completely destroy this unit.

The most important thing in this battle is not to let Ferambaras go back alive."

Lucifer stated the key points of this battle.

The previous mistakes cannot be made.

Never let this...Twelve knights go back alive.

"Your will."

Gao Wen immediately responded.

"Wang, aren't we setting traps in the city?"

Lancelot said his thoughts.

"The layout of the city may be more secure, but I don't want to destroy the function of the city.

Otherwise, it will be troublesome to recover later.

Go! I will meet you.

The left wing is handed over to Gawain, the left wing is handed over to Lancelot, and Kylar is responsible for the hunting in the rear."

In response, Lucifer responded like this.

"Yes!"

Judging from the current situation, the number of troops they can use is 20,000.

Because there are still thousands of people left to maintain the situation, and there are still thousands of people who have not got off the ship.

With the gradual disappearance of the battle, Lucifer only took one morning from the attack to the complete occupation of the alley.

Resistance is more fragile than expected.

However, it is not a time to rest, and traps need to be arranged outside the city immediately.

no.414 Who wants to be promoted

As the evening approached, a French army of 10,000 people was advancing rapidly to the south.

The leader is Philambaras, one of the twelve knights.Unlike the other twelve knights, he is good at surface warfare and has guarded the south for a long time.

The last time I went to the west, I haven't started fighting.

Just as France and Britain in the west were engaged in a national war, Ferambalas was also very eager to participate in the war.

But without order, he can only stay there.

Suddenly receiving news from Pombek about the British army's offensive, Philambaras was not afraid, but very excited.

Because according to Pombek's intelligence, the attacking army was only about 10,000 people.

And the leader is not the round table, but Drake... the admiral of the navy.

Although it looks strange, Ferambaras feels reasonable.

Because Drake is also good at naval warfare, it makes more sense for her to attack from the sea.

There are only 10,000 people on the other side.

There is defense in the lane, Drake should be difficult to win in a short time, as long as his support of 10,000 people is in place, Drake's troops can be wiped out.

If you fight a beautiful annihilation battle here, you can ask the new king to be transferred to the west to participate in the war.

With such thoughts, Ferambaras accelerated to Calais.

However, when he was approaching Calais through a lowland, he also encountered an ambush at the same time.

First was Lucifer's main attack, followed by the flanking attack of the two round tables, and when the strength of the army was originally two-to-one, it was still an ambush.

The result is no suspense at all.

The whole process went smoothly.When Ferramballas was killed, the entire French army became a mess, and no one could control the situation anymore.

Two hours later, Lucifer asked Kylar to stay and clean the battlefield while transporting the prisoners.

He took Gawain and Lancelot and galloped towards Normandy overnight.

After a period of rest, before dawn, Lucifer had some of his people put on French armor, and took advantage of this time to open the city gate.

The remaining hundreds of people in the city were taken prisoner before they had time to understand what had happened.

At dawn, Lucifer took over the city.

Originally, even if he attacked directly, he couldn't hold it for an hour.

In the early morning, in the Hall of the Lord of the City in Normandy, Lucifer would send someone to arrest all the administrative officials left.

To control this city, using them is obviously the best way.

``I don't want to say more than that, Ferambaras is dead, and the body is there.

Who is the principal here now."

Lucifer motioned to the corpse next to him and asked.

This body will be buried later, but it can now be used to deter these people.

"..."

More than a dozen people all chose to be silent after seeing the corpse.

Facing Lucifer, the...Knight King, they subconsciously thought that the next one to die was...one of them.

"I count to three. If no one responds, it proves that I have found the wrong person."

Lucifer said, speaking softly with an upright index finger.

"One!"

This voice seemed to everyone here as the **** of death and finally someone couldn't help it.

"I! Your lord, no, your majesty.

Yes! Please spare my life, I will try my best to repay..."

A middle-aged man in his forties knelt directly on Lucifer.

He was lying on the ground, his face covered with sweat.

He was afraid of slashing at himself with the next blow

However, Lucifer didn't kill him, but asked instead.

"first name!"

"U...Ukra."

"Ukra, great.

From now on, you are the temporary manager of this city.

Assist our army to manage this well."

"My Manager"

Ukra raised his head, a little unbelievable.

"Yes! Although it is only temporary, if you perform well in the future, I will give you the position of truly becoming the manager of this place, instead of the dead Philambaras."

Lucifer stated his conditions.

The sudden change made Ukra instantly feel that he was favored by the **** of luck.

The knight king in front of him not only doesn't want to kill him, but also accepts him as a subordinate.

To him sir.

He thought he was like this. "Thank you, Your Majesty, I will definitely help manage everything here.

I won't let anything disturb you."

Thinking of this, Ukra became very respectful to Lucifer.

Isn't that what he did for such an internal affairs officer here?

The chief gets rich.

Now that he was suddenly promoted, he was extremely happy.

As for Philambaras, he can't control it.

He has no affection for this... the twelve knights who airborne to grab the position.

It is only a joke to say how much loyalty to France is.

If France can align with his personal interests, of course he will stand on France's side.

But now, the situation is very clear.

If he disagrees, he will die.

Agree, maybe promoted.

Two choices, no choice at all.

"Don't rush to express your stance.

I prefer you to do it than I said.

Use actions to show your position.

Everyone, this sentence is equally valid for you.

Who is the third principal here."

With that said, Lucifer looked at the other people here again.

With the previous example, this time another man in his forties stood up.

He said without hesitation at all.