Chapter 255 Even Gods Must Kneel

"What's the panic? There are still thousands of troops and countless of my people in the city. Go and tell Kabanya to open the armory and distribute weapons to the Shudras in the city to help them defend it."

Primeval, having received royal training, possessed corresponding strategies for handling various emergencies. When his fears materialized, he did not panic or lose his composure, but immediately instructed his general, Cabanya, to prepare the royal entourage.

"Your Majesty...you should go to the city wall first...and take a look!" The eunuch minister's voice was already trembling with sobs, and tears were welling up in his eyes.

Masuripatanan was not a large city, or even compared to the cities of the Great Xia Dynasty, which often had a circumference of tens of miles, the cities of Zhu were not large.

Tens of thousands of soldiers blocked the north, west, and south gates of the city. As for the port in the east, well, there were only sails far away on the sea. Anyone who wasn't a fool wouldn't run away from the port.

The sun rose, its scorching rays shining on the soldiers of the Great Yuan Army. The dark sheen of their black metal armor nearly made Prime Walter, standing atop the city wall, stumble.

"How could this be... all of them are heavily armored infantry?"

“Your Majesty, not all enemies are heavily armored. Look at those enemies wielding strange weapons. They wear light chainmail, and although their vital areas such as their chests are protected by iron plates, they are still cut down by our sharp scimitars.”

Walmart's top general, Cabanya, explained to his king to the cavalry scouts who were galloping back and forth around the city, in order to relieve his pressure. If he scared the king to death, how could the battle be fought?

The courtier minister beside him completely disagreed with his opinion, "Even those chainmails are better than the leather armor on our warriors, and there are at least two thousand heavily armored warriors... How can you, Kabanya, possibly stop two thousand heavily armored infantry?"

“You coward! You’ve gained the king’s trust by flattering Ajarn all day long in the palace. Now that the enemy hasn’t even started attacking, you’re already thinking about surrendering. You deserve to die.”

Premi Walter finally understood why the Grand Chamberlain had asked him to come to the city walls to take a look. The tens of thousands of armored soldiers were truly astonishing. His own men had split into two factions: one advocating war and the other advocating peace.

"Stop arguing. Send someone to ask why the enemy has come."

Although Primavera Walmart had a general idea of ​​the reason, he still wanted to confirm it before making a decision.

A brave warrior was lowered from the city wall in a basket. He walked with his head held high and chest out towards the army of Da Yuan, righteously rebuking their sneak attack.

But soon, the warrior ran back in a panic. Although no one was chasing him, he ran faster and faster, his face full of surprise.

“My king… our army… has been wiped out, and I… saw Lord Walmart.”

"Don't be misled by the enemy. Did you see Laputa? How is he now? Did he... surrender?"

Laputa is Prami's younger brother and the strongest man in Masuripatan. If he is also captured, then his army will be in grave danger.

"I don't know if Lord Walmart has surrendered, but... he's in bad shape. He has many wounds, his face is covered in bruises... his nose is crooked, and he's lost his beard."

Silence reigned on the city walls, broken only by hissing gasps. Not only Primie Walter, but everyone else was also stunned. How powerful must an enemy be to have defeated Laputa, the strongest warrior in Masuripatnam, so badly?

If Laputa Walmart below the city walls knew what those people on the city walls were thinking, he would surely have cried out in anguish: "I was tortured! I was tied up and fought that girl... she had helpers to cover for her... she's a demon!"

"So...did they mention...any conditions?"

Finally, it was Hermione Walter, the eldest prince of Masuri Patnam, who broke the silence on the city walls by asking the first question. He had been invisible all along, completely overshadowed by the brilliance of his talented younger brother, and it was only at this moment that people realized his existence.

"The Great Xia people! Our city-state launched a preemptive attack on their caravan's guard, so we must pay the price..."

"What price?" Primwah asked before his son could.

"They...want the king's...head."

"coax!"

Chaos reigned on the city walls. Some cursed, some wept, but no one offered any advice. Even Cabanya, who had always advocated for war, dared not utter a word. At this point, Primi Walter was surely on the verge of losing control. Anyone who displeased him was doomed. Only a fool would offer suggestions.

"Kabanya!"

After a long while, Pramie Walmart finally opened his eyes, speaking in a sinister tone.

"Your subordinate is here!"

"I entrust you with the responsibility of defending the city. You have the power to use all the men and the army. After this siege, I will marry Leah to you."

Kabanya's face immediately turned red. Lia was the most beautiful woman in Masuripatnam and was admired by countless young men, including Kabanya. However, when he loudly swore an oath to his king, Prince Hermi Walt's face turned ashen.

At this critical moment, Premi Walter did not hand over military power to the prince but to Kabanya. This was clearly to guard against being stabbed in the back. After all, the Great Xia people only wanted Premi Walter's head, not the prince's. The prince was qualified to be "king."

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