He thought that with this, the pawns wouldn't dare to shoot the crossbow arrows, otherwise they might hit this obviously powerful minister just below the king.
But he was wrong.
Before the king, no one is more noble than it.
The pawns directly suppressed with a rain of arrows.
"Kill!"
Chestnut medal shouted explosively, switching from defense to offense.
This Dongying man, worthy of being a specialized combatant with the title of Sword Saint and a Dragon Level powerhouse, even with a broken hand, his combat power was still formidable.
For a moment in the great hall, the sound of metal clashing thundered, and flesh and blood flew everywhere.
"Come, drink something!"
The king raised a cup.
This fight lasted a quarter of an hour.
Chestnut medal won.
He stood amidst the bronze corpses on the ground, breathing heavily, looked at the king, suppressed his inner anger, and knelt on one knee.
"This victory is for the king, wishing the king eternal life!"
