The war was still ongoing.
It was far from the time to surrender until the very last moment of this conquest, even if Goethe Nasis had wisely chosen to escape and had the ambition to make a comeback.
But for now, William did not need to care about the threat he posed.
"In my previous life, Goethe died, but Augustine did not. This time, Augustine is mine. I don't care if you die or not. Anyway, if I win the main plot mission, the secret rulers of these two nations will be mine!" William smiled proudly.
It had to be said.
He finally felt the joy of being reborn.
Especially in this kind of main plot mission, he had the advantage of foresight and played his cards well!
He had encouraged the Black Lava Nation to take the initiative to attack. In the early stages, he had taken the initiative to attack Rhine City.
His goal was to give the Iron Nation a chance to use the underground tunnel to destroy the Black Lava Nation.
William did not have such a big idea in the early stages.
But Curry had given him a chance!
He wanted to become a Count. He had the same ambition as many people. He had the ambition to disregard everything for power.
It was also at that time.
William gradually came up with a plan and the idea of controlling the two dukedoms.
In the subsequent Dragon slaying battle, he had gained a lot. He had used the dragon crystals to exchange for many benefits, including the key magic scrolls!
Marquis Chris had been secretly controlled by William. He had killed the second prince and sent his head to the Crown Prince.
Originally, the second prince of the Black Lava Nation was really dead. The Crown Prince did not suspect it. But with the magic scrolls of the enchanter, the second prince had come back to life.
Now that the king was dead, the other princes who did not have much power had either died or escaped.
If the Black Lava Nation did not want to descend into chaos, they could only let the second prince ascend to the throne. With the support of Marquis Chris and a group of nobles, the second prince's throne would not be shaken.
The 300 guards around the 'second prince' were 300 Dragon's blood warriors. They ensured that the identity of the second prince would not be exposed.
At this moment.
It was finally time to end things.
Not long after.
He returned to the battlefield with his real identity. Violent Dragon and the others, who had been fighting for a long time, cursed when they saw him.
He secretly thought that the Lord of the City of Dawn was not a plaything. He was usually ferocious, but he would slip away at crucial moments. Only when Rhine City was defeated did he come out to gain battle achievements.
William ignored the gazes of the others and shouted at the top of his lungs, "The army of the Dawn Army is invincible. Charge!"
He charged into the crowd and took the opportunity to destroy the last line of defense on the city wall. He casually killed dozens of people like a hot knife through butter. He was incomparably domineering and surrounded by lightning. He was like the God of Thunder that had descended into the world.
"Awkward …"
"His Highness is such a coward …"
"You only know how to bully small fries. Why don't you go solo that high-level boss?"
"Exactly, exactly."
Some of the players who didn't know what had happened felt a bit embarrassed. Fortunately, they had won big this time, so they didn't care where the prince had gone.
Did William care?
No.
The most important thing about conspiracies was that no matter what kind of benefits and glory one gained from living, it was fine as long as one understood it in his heart. There was no need to say it out loud.
Especially in front of the final spoils of war, all attacks on his face, even magic cannons, could be blocked by his thick skin.
…
The death of the King of the Black Lava Nation did not make anyone cry out.
Or rather.
Even if someone shouted, it might not be heard in the chaos on the city wall. It would not affect the overall situation.
Because the commander of the royal guards, Renekton, was dead …
This legendary boss was the most loyal lackey of the Crown Prince. Now that he was dead, there was nothing to worry about.
Furthermore, the 'second prince' was protected by 200 Dragon's blood warriors. He was not someone that could be easily killed by assassins.
What about Marquis Salz?
The father-in-law of the Crown Prince was originally the commander of the army. William was very wary of him.
But the moment the King of the Black Lava Nation arrived on the battlefield, he snatched the order to mobilize the troops and took the title of commander …
What a showy move.
Tsk tsk. William could not imagine it, but he did not say much.
It was because the Crown Prince wanted to write on his resume an achievement that no one in the Black Lava Nation had achieved for hundreds of years. He wanted to conquer the Iron Nation!
There was no need to be suspicious.
In the thousands of years of history on Earth, there were too many Kings and monarchs who had done this. They had changed generals and commanders at the last minute. This was a taboo in the military, but it had been done countless times.
If there were winners, there would naturally be losers.
The Black Lava Nation had not been defeated, but he had died. The commander's seal of the Black Lava Nation had been taken by the 'second prince'.
Marquis Salz, who had lost his military power, was dumbfounded.
When he heard the news, he vomited blood. He was listless and felt like he was going to die at any moment.
But he did not betray the Black Lava Nation. He did not ask Diablo to retreat. Instead, he allowed him to lead the troops to attack.
He had no choice.
He was a noble and a Marquis. He could not betray his clansmen just because of the death of the Crown Prince.
Benefits.
These two words were the most important.
For the nobles.
Kinship? Love? These things did not exist in the eyes of most nobles. Everyone in the family existed for the benefit of the family!
He was already over a hundred years old and was more open-minded about this. He understood that the benefits of the family were the most important.
When the Black Lava Nation was victorious, it was better to let his henchmen lead their clansmen to achieve more military merits. Then, the second prince would not have a reason to kill him.
…
Rhine City was very big.
After the Black Lava Nation sacrificed the lives of 20,000 warriors, they were finally conquered. The city gates were opened.
More soldiers charged into the city, and the sounds of killing could be heard.
In a short period of time.
The Iron Man Army continued to collapse, and the soldiers were defeated like a landslide. The number of deserters and soldiers who surrendered were simply too many to count.
Kainor, the Grand Commander, had no choice but to lead 20,000 defeated soldiers and a group of confused Iron Nation players to retreat.
At this moment.
Kainor, the Grand Commander, was about to go crazy. He grabbed a soldier's neck in disbelief and asked fiercely, "Is what you said true?"
"Dirty dirty dirty …" The soldier's legs trembled as he struggled. The Grand Commander's aura was too ferocious. He was so scared that he peed his pants.
"Useless." Kainor threw him on the ground.
"Grand Commander, it's true … Sir Goethe was captured by a huge black hand." This soldier had felt a stomachache on the battlefield. Hence, he defecated in the ruins for two days. That was how he saw the scene.
"Damn it, damn it!" Kainor was enraged. Just as he was about to execute this soldier, Wales stopped him and gestured for him to calm down.
Kainor took a deep breath. He saw that Wales' gaze was gradually turning strange. He clenched his fist and nodded. The two of them walked to the side and discussed something …
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