The Original Vampire

Royal Dragon City.

It was the darkest hour before dawn, and the dark night shrouded the whole city.

Because of the strict curfew measures, the city of Nuoda has only sporadic firelights on the city walls, illuminating the guard soldiers patrolling back and forth. . .

The news of the victory in the Loire Valley has not yet come back, and the Royal Dragon City at this time still maintains the highest level of vigilance.

But in such a quiet moment of the night, even the most loyal soldiers will inevitably feel a fight between their eyelids.

The surroundings were silent except for the rustling of the night wind blowing through the treetops.

Pamela Knight, the commander of the Praetorian Guards, was strolling at the top of the city, and even though he saw the passing soldiers dozing off, he did not step forward to reprimand him.

Since the fall of the Western Region, the Imperial Guards of Yulong City have been in a state of high tension, always worrying about when the army of orcs will suddenly kill the city.

Therefore, Pamela Knight turned a blind eye to some innocuous lazy behaviors of the soldiers.

In fact, he himself sometimes wished that an army of orcs would immediately come to kill him. Even if he died on the spot, it would be better than the constant suffering in this panic and anxiety.

Suddenly, Pamela Knight stopped.

The attendant next to him stepped forward and asked:

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Pamela Knight didn't speak, just stared at the western night sky vigilantly.

The attendant also turned his head quickly, but only saw darkness.

In the midst of doubts, there was a faint noise in the darkness, breaking the tranquility of the night.

Pamela Knight's eyes narrowed, and immediately ordered:

"Blow the trumpet!"

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The low-pitched bugle sounded abruptly at the top of the city, and immediately made the guards on duty at night boil.

Countless soldiers of the Praetorian Guard who woke up from their sleep hurriedly picked up their weapons and rushed to the tower before they even had time to get dressed.

There was only one thought left in each of them—

Did the orcs kill it?

Knight Pamela stood at the head of the city with deep eyes, looking at the western night sky.

Over time, he has been able to accurately judge that it was the sound of hurried horse hooves.

The soldiers of the Imperial Guard on the city wall were waiting in battle. At the same time, the army in the city began to be dispatched on a large scale. According to the plan that had been drilled countless times, they began to deploy.

At this time, Yulongcheng is like a bowstring that has been tense for a long time, and a little bit of trouble triggers a violent reaction.

Da da da--

The sound of hooves became clearer and clearer, and in the dark night, a group of shadowy cavalry finally appeared. This time Zhang Si

They rode their horses excitedly, roaring loudly as they galloped.

Knight Pamela looked at it intently, and finally saw that it was a human cavalryman, not an orc.

However, he didn't let his guard down, just wanted to hear what the other party was yelling at.

Their roars were not heard until the cavalry rushed under the tall walls of Yulong City.

"We are victorious!"

"The Orc Emperor is dead!"

"We defeated the Orcs in the Loire Valley!"

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All kinds of messy expressions spread to the city, and Pamela knight repeated in disbelief:

"They said we won?"

Perhaps this kind of good news came too suddenly, and the soldiers of the Imperial Guard in the city were also stunned.

Hearing the commander's question at this time, he didn't dare to answer for a while.

Pamela knight finally woke up, and immediately ordered the soldiers to open the city gate.

With the opening of the city gate, the news of victory spread to every corner of Yulong City like a spring breeze.

The imperial capital, which had been silent for a long time, seemed to regain its vitality in an instant.

Even though it was still late at night, countless figures suddenly appeared on the street, and they were constantly verifying the authenticity of the news from the people around them, as if they were afraid that it was just a dream.

Waiting for the first ray of sunshine to shine on the streets of Yulong City,

It has become a sea of ​​joy.

Aristocrats, knights, soldiers, civilians, people who know and don't know, are all hugging each other enthusiastically, venting their long-suppressed fears, and sharing the joy of this moment.

When the military minister, Marquis Crick, heard the bugle sounding from the top of the city, he thought that the army of orcs had attacked Yulong City. It was only after the commander of the Praetorian Guard, Pamela Knight, that he learned the news of the victory.

Then the old marquis, who was over sixty years old, immediately rushed towards the Phoenix Palace at a speed like the wind. The speed was so fast that Pamela Knight was stunned.

By the time Pamela Knight came to the Phoenix Palace through the happy crowd, the place had already been shocked by the news of this victory.

The attendants and the maids scurried like headless flies.

Pamela Knight also saw that Prince Harrison was not wearing his shoes, and ran quickly on the corridor of the main hall, not knowing where he went.

However, he did not go after Prince Harrison, because at this time, the real person in charge of the overall situation of Yulong City was Baron Heidegger, the Prime Minister of the Empire, and he entered the palace to report to the Prime Minister.

Entering the Council Hall, Knight Pamela saw Baron Heidegger, who had apparently not slept all night. Before he could finish his salute, the Prime Minister rushed forward and asked anxiously:

"Where's the battle report? Where's the battle report?"

The messenger who entered the palace with Knight Pamela quickly presented the battle report.

Baron Heidegger grabbed it and looked at it carefully. Strong Sacrifice Read Sacrifice

When he saw the battle report that the Imperial Coalition had won a great victory in the Loire Valley, wiped out the Warsong Legion, and beheaded Saruman, the Orc Emperor, Baron Heidegger pulled off his beard excitedly.

Then he strode out, shouting excitedly as he walked:

"What about His Highness Harrison? Go to His Highness and ask him to officially announce this great news to the people of Yulong City on behalf of His Majesty!"

But he said that after Prince Harrison got the news, he rushed out of the bedroom and ran to the side hall where Marquis Garcia was.

"Uncle! Uncle! We are victorious! Your strategy is correct! We can defeat the orcs in the Loire Valley!"

Marquis Garcia was wearing clothes, and after hearing Prince Harrison's excited cheers, he just turned his head and smiled, and he didn't seem to be surprised by this.

Seeing this, Prince Harrison wondered:

"Uncle, why don't you seem too happy?"

Before Marquis Garcia spoke, he saw another group of people coming to the door.

The Prime Minister, Baron Heidegger, panted to Prince Harrison:

"His Royal Highness, please prepare as soon as possible, and you will announce the good news to the citizens of Yulong City on the central square later!"

"Oh good!" Prince Harrison certainly wouldn't refuse.

He went to hold Marquis Garcia's hand again and invited:

"Uncle, come with me too. I will correct your name and let the people of the empire know that this victory is all thanks to your plan!"

Marquis Garcia shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, I have other things to do, so I can't accompany you."

"What else do you do?" Prince Harrison asked suspiciously.

Marquis Garcia meticulously buttoned his shirt, and said lightly:

"I'm going to the Cathedral of the Holy Light."

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