Chapter 723: 300 (1/2)
Silence reigned in the room while 2 great schemers plotted for the future.
”We will... but not without a fight.” King Richard replied after a while. If he just tucked his tails and ran, he would have no face and credibility left on his people.
And that would be the worst ending for one very ambitious man.
”I understand, my king.” Fabian nodded. He knew the mind of his king and thus, expected several escape routes beforehand.
Even in the face of absolute strength, they still would not succumb to their fates.
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More than a week later, the final stand was finally happening. There were 300,000 soldiers on one side while on the other, a measly 10,000 men faced them.
The superior number has of course belonged to the Qoven Empire. With such a great difference in forces, it was curious to see that the soldiers of the Qoven Empire all had worried faces on.
They had gotten their orders from the top and they did not like it one bit at all.
”This is nothing but a joke.”
”Shhh... It comes from the king.”
”Do you want to lose your head?”
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Similar talks happened but the majority sided with their king. They were no fools to think that they could win a fight against these seemingly invulnerable foes.
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On the other side of the coin, a whole nother conversation was going on. The Black Company was all very excited to start this game.
”I admire the mind of this king.” Sword Master Zak commented. After the first 3 cities had fallen one after another, the next city they went to had all been found empty of souls and deserted.
Not even pets were left for them to find. It did not need telling that the citizens were ordered to flee to the capital of Qoven Empire.
”The foolish king only helped us to catch them all in one big net, Sword Master Zak.” A trusted general said and laughed merrily thereafter.
”Perhaps.” Sword Master Zak muttered.
”Begin the attack. Avoid killing anybody. We will need every living soul to sell to our client.” Sword Master Zak ordered after a short pause.
”Yes! You can count on us, Sword Master Zak!” The generals grinned and immediately began shouting orders towards their men.
They commanded a thousand warriors each and all of them were veterans of more than a hundred native expeditions. Everybody knew what needed to be done.
”Time to earn our pay!”
”For money and pussy!”
”We can finally go home!”
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The warriors of the Black Company all sported smiles. Before long, they rode on their horses and charged bravely into the tall stone walls that depicted the last barrier to their mission.
”WHOOOSH!”