Chapter 103: Capture

  The town of Wildfire was already in a mess.

  The assassination of Bonfret shocked the military department in the war zone, and all high-ranking officers in the Wildfire Town Garrison were killed along with this lord. The scene was so gruesome that everyone who saw it couldn't bear to take a second look.

  Bong Freh Tte's body was completely blown to pieces, the beautiful skin that had been turned into a pile of shattered and charred flesh under Hasting's black flames. The other people, the defending general was shot directly with a gun, blowing up the upper half of his body. It took the person collecting the bodies half a day to collect dozens of pieces of flesh from the floor, tables, and walls of the banquet hall, but they were unable to piece together a complete corpse. As for the other officers, they were all blown to pieces, with three officers' remains barely enough to assemble one complete body.

  The shock of this incident left the Imperial War Department's face in tatters.

  The news of this defeat spread, and the imperial army was shocked and lost its color. In one breath, it lost two and a half regular armies, including the 13th Army, one of the empire's most warlike iron armies, which also suffered more than half losses. Such a disastrous defeat is rarely seen in years.

  At this moment, Bonaparte's eyes showed that he had become the last fig leaf of the imperial regime.

  Able to challenge Hestin, the greatest warrior god among the Odin people, one-on-one on the battlefield, and then defeat Hestin in a fair duel.

  It may be that since Hestia's rise, the Byzantine Empire has been brought one defeat after another, and no one has ever defeated this Byzantine nightmare head-on on the battlefield. And this time, someone actually wounded this Odin evil god!

  As for the opportunity, where would the military department not seize the moment to loudly proclaim it? To boost the morale of the defeated soldiers and at the same time respond to the enraged supreme ruler in the imperial palace of Osgillia.

  Everything had been planned in secret. A beautifully written battle report had already been publicly circulated in the Imperial Capital, and it was even posted on bulletin boards. The thrilling duel between Lord Bongfritte and Hastings was described in vivid detail. What a spectacular scene! Two great masters clashed, with every glance and killing move depicted in vivid detail.

  To this extent of rendering. If you have witnessed it with your own eyes. Just looking at that battle report alone. You would think that. Perhaps even a million years ago, the final showdown between the Demon Emperor and humanity's strongest Dragon Knight was no more than this.

  The military has made up its mind to make Bonaparte a new star. At least, a poster on the door of fate! They need an idol. The people need an idol. The army needs an idol!

  The matter has been publicized, and originally, as long as Bongfrete arrives at the military department of the war zone, he will be awarded a medal by the Deputy Minister of Imperial Affairs himself. A solemn and serious award ceremony was held.

  Then wait for the hero to return to the Imperial Capital. A grand and unprecedented victory ceremony will be held. Even His Highness, the Crown Prince, has promised to attend at that time. And in front of the people of the Imperial Capital, present this imperial hero with the Imperial Flag.

  It's possible now. Now...now Bonfre is actually dead!

  And it was an assassination of shame!

  Hastings, that detestable and more dreadful Hastings! The nightmare of the Byzantine Empire! He actually charged into the heavily guarded Wildfire Town Garrison alone, and the hundred iron-clad guards couldn't stop him! He burst into the banquet hall, and openly killed Bonfreyte, while also slaughtering all the military officers of the Wildfire Town garrison!

  Then the horse rushed through the long street, killing a bloody road in the midst of thousands of soldiers' interception, and leaving behind the words: "Audin Hastings, slaying Byzantine warrior Bonfret and this!!"

  Then ride horses and trample the main street, in front of hundreds of defending soldiers, forcibly break through the city gate and leave!!

  It's really arrogant and domineering, reaching an unprecedented level!!

  Bonaparte, who claimed to have been "shot in the face on the battlefield by Hastings", was slaughtered like a chicken, and how could the military department continue to publicize?

  All the efforts and propaganda made in advance turned into a loud slap that slapped the Ministry of War's face!!

  To say nothing of others, the Emperor in the Imperial Capital asked: Didn't you guys say that this guy injured Hastings? How come he was killed so shamefully?!

  How to answer?!!

  The anger of the subjects in the imperial capital who have already been stirred up with interest and reverence, can it be calmed down?!

  What a farce! It's simply a farce!!

  Moreover, the military department internally felt the private indignation of the Crown Prince...

  Xia Ya returned to Wildfire Town when the town was already under martial law, with soldiers occupying every street and alley, carefully checking every passerby.

  It's really ridiculous - Hasting has already killed and left, will he come back again? But this kind of pretentious behavior, the military itself would not think it's ridiculous.

  Xia Ya spent

  The air had just entered the city, especially since he was still carrying a wounded earth spirit. Zhōng Yì proved his identity and entered the city, where he met up with his cavalry subordinates at their barracks. Sharuba and others were already waiting anxiously. If not for the military's strict orders prohibiting any soldiers from leaving the city, it's likely that these companions who had developed feelings for Xià Yà would have gone out to search and rescue him.

  Regarding the strict order not to allow troops to leave the city for a search, the military's explanation is: The garrison officer was killed, and there was great chaos in the city. In order to prevent Hastings from leading his army to launch a surprise attack and seize the city, the troops were ordered to stay in place and defend their positions, and not to take any action without permission!

  Such a damn order really made Sharuba and others curse loudly.

  "These military guys must have straw in their brains!! Hastings must be a man who came alone! At this time, send someone to chase after him, and maybe there's a chance to take down this guy!!"

  Sharba applied medicine to Xia Ya on one hand and scolded her angrily on the other.

  Xia Ya finally returned to his own people, feeling relieved and calm. He let out a sigh and smiled: "These guys were intimidated by Hasting, don't forget that the 29th Battalion was ambushed and wiped out by Hasting."

  The day before Xia Ya returned, the war zone military department had sent an envoy, accompanied by a thousand cavalrymen, who rushed to Ye Huo Town and took over the defense here.

  "It's a bit too good to be true." Sharlba muttered, glancing at the entrance and lowering his voice: "After that envoy came last night, the first thing he did was to send people to surround our place. Although they didn't prohibit entry and exit, it's clearly a gesture of surveillance and vigilance. I really don't understand, Bonfret that guy is dead, why monitor us? It's not like we're the ones who killed him!"

  He let out a cold laugh, shaking his head and sucking in the cool air: "Don't forget, our orders were to protect that little white-faced kid. Now he's been taken out... what about our mission..."

  Sabak was furious: "That bastard himself, as soon as he arrived in the city, moved into the defense mansion. We can't even see his face, and now that he's dead, are we supposed to take the blame?!"

  "Who can we bully if not them?" Xia Ya cursed: "The guard is already dead, such a big thing, I'm afraid someone will have to take the blame."

  Xia Ya's prediction was accurate, and less than two hours after he lay down to rest in his room, he heard the noise outside, with Sharba's angry shouting being the loudest.

  Xia Ya got out of bed, pushed open the door and walked out. In the courtyard, he saw that more than a dozen cavalrymen under his command were confronting a team of imperial guards, with swords drawn and bows stretched, the atmosphere was tense to the extreme. Sharuba stood in the middle, holding a war hammer and shouting: "You bastards! Who dares to move among the Rodoria Cavalry Corps?! If you dare to rush again, I'll kill you!!"

  The officer in charge of the opposing side was also quite arrogant, shouting loudly: "I have military orders on my body, what does it matter to me about the Rodoria Cavalry Regiment! Even if you are from the Imperial Guard, I will arrest you without exception!"

  Xia Ya walked out and gently patted Sharba's shoulder, pushing him away. He looked up at the soldiers opposite them: "What's going on?"

  The officer opposite sheathed his sword and measured Xia Ya with a glance: "Xia Ya Lei Yong Qi Zhang?"

  "That's just how it is." Xia Ya hummed.

  "You and your men are responsible for the safety of Sir Bonfret, but because the protected person was assassinated by the enemy, you are suspected of serious dereliction of duty. I have been ordered to bring you back for military interrogation. If you resist, according to imperial law, I have the right to execute you on the spot! The rest who resist or obstruct military orders will be punished equally!"

  Xia Ya's anger burned in his heart, fiercely staring at the officer. After all, he had been through a war and killed countless people, even facing Hastings head-on. At this moment, his aura was naturally different. His eyes, filled with anger, swept past, causing the opposing officer to weaken slightly. However, after hesitating for a moment, he still raised his long sword, gripping it tightly, as if ready to start fighting at any moment.

  Xia Yaqiang suppressed his anger and looked at the number of people on both sides. The other side was obviously well-prepared, with dozens of people pouring into the courtyard, and outside the courtyard, from the open gate, there were figures looming, knife lights, sword shadows, and armor standing densely.

  "Hmph, can't even deal with the enemy, but has the guts to deal with our own people!" Xia Ya's disdainful tone made the officer's face flush red, and he involuntarily took a few weak breaths. Still, he gritted his teeth and said: "No need for idle chatter, I ask you, Xia Ya Lei Meng, are you going to defy orders?!"

  As he spoke, he carefully stared at Xia Ya.

  These words, the cavalry beside them shouted in unison, and the soldiers facing each other suddenly became very tense, staring at Xia Ya with their eyes, waiting for this guy to make a statement.