Mobol Xingye stood outside the palace, looking at the guards guarding the palace, their armor was shiny, but they couldn't even hold their own weapons.

"Surrender!"

General Mobol's indifferent voice resounded on the battlefield, and the half-blood bloodline with a little magic gave him the ability to cast spells, allowing his voice to reverberate over the battlefield.

"The man behind you is not worthy of your protection, and I don't want my fellow citizens to waste their precious lives in such a place. ”

As soon as the words ended, there was a slight commotion among the palace guards.

General Mobol's words touched them - so that they would be able to borrow the slope and get off the donkey, and no longer have to pay with their lives for such a thing.

The guards rubbed shoulders and looked at each other, their faces full of struggle and panic, and they waited anxiously for a colleague to be the first to shout the term, but no one was willing to open their mouths and let their voices sound.

Standing opposite them was General Mobol Xingye, who stood in front of the palace without a single soldier.

Wherever he passed, the nobles retreated, and the army tore down their insignia and followed, and without a single battle, they came to the gates of the royal capital of Apples.

The castle guard mutinied at the time of their arrival, slashed the royal inspector to death, and then opened the gates to welcome the arrival of General Mobol.

Later, Mobol Xingye directly led the army into the royal capital and appeared in front of the palace gate.

"Mobol, you old dog!"

At this moment, someone behind the palace guard suddenly let out a loud shout: "What are you still doing in a daze? Give it to me! Kill that old dog, Your Majesty will be rewarded!"

The palace guards turned around and saw a dead fat man jumping up and down in a rage, and fell silent.

That's their 'commander'—that said, but they've seen him more often than they did in the 'rose garden', in the casino, and so on.

He is the wife and brother of their 'supreme' majesty, who relies on his status to eat empty salaries, and from time to time he will 'make white slips' from the treasury, as long as he works in the palace, who does not know his notoriety?

After hearing his desperate shouts, many of the palace guards lost their will to fight, why should they fight for these people, General Mobor has already fought in front of the palace gate, and seeing that the coup is about to succeed, why should they send such people to death at such a time?

Is it worth it?

It's not worth it!

When—

A voice suddenly sounded, and people turned their heads to see a palace guard raise his hands and shout: "General Mobol, I am willing to surrender!"

As soon as the words fell, a voice sounded-

"General Mobol, I surrender too!"

"He, they don't deserve our lives!"

Suddenly, there was a 'clanging' sound, and many of the palace guards dropped their weapons, raised their hands, and shouted 'surrender' to show their willingness to resist.

As far as the eye could see, only a few of them still had weapons in their hands, but their faces were dull and their expressions were shaken, and at a glance they knew that they no longer had the slightest intention to fight.

Glancing, General Mobor snorted and walked forward with his feet raised.

As he saw the general coming out of the crowd, the palace guards shook their heads and made way for him.

General Mobor looked up and saw a fat man at the end of the road, unarmoured and wearing a loose military uniform, and when he met him, General Mobor noticed that the fat on his face was trembling.

Can such a person also become an officer?

Sure enough, the roots of this country are rotten......

General Mobol's eyes flickered, his feet froze, and he continued to walk forward.

The wall of the palace guards was cut in the middle, and when General Mobor passed through the passage, there were palace guards standing on both sides, and their weapons were lying at their feet, and some of them still had weapons in their hands, but General Mobor walked up to the fat man with his head held high.

The half-elf general, who already looked a little old, looked condescendingly at his compatriot, saw his fat face, saw his big belly, saw his legs tremble—but he was a soldier!

General Mobol didn't draw his sword, he just looked at him coldly and asked indifferently, "Where is 'Your Majesty'?"

"No, I don't know ......"

When General Mobor stood in front of him, his face turned pale, as if he had suddenly become a stutterer, and he could not even speak a word.

When the fat man shook his head with a sad face, the fat on his face couldn't help but tremble.

General Mobol raised his hand and resolutely ordered: "Go in and search!"

As soon as the general gave the order, the soldiers gathered outside the palace gate slammed through the guards with heavy footsteps, and broke into the palace that they had never been able to set foot in their lives.

Mobol Xingye stood at the gate of the palace and watched as the soldiers behind him poured into the splendid court, trampling the delicately groomed turf under his feet, tearing down and splitting the landscape of various postures, and ruining the place.

The fat officer stood aside and watched, his lips pursed, but he didn't dare to say a word.

There is no doubt that this is all the order of the old general next to him, otherwise this group of dead hills would not dare to do such a rebellious thing.

If he is proclaimed emperor, then this will be his court, but even without his order, those dead hills should know how to restrain ...... But they didn't!

Not long after, a herald ran over and raised his hand to General Mobol and saluted: "General, we have found 'Your Majesty'!"

"Take me there......" General Mobor said indifferently.

The fat officer quickly glanced at General Mobol and swallowed hard, his breathing became difficult, but he did not dare to raise his hand to pull open his collar.

He froze in place, looking at the backs of General Mobol and his herald fading away, crying and mourning, not knowing whether to rejoice or resent.

The old general didn't know his identity, and he didn't care that he scolded him just now, calling him an 'old dog'......

"Take him down!"

Suddenly there was a loud shout in his ears, and he shook his body, turned his head in panic, and saw several soldiers with unkind faces walking towards him.

"No, no......" The fat officer shook his head, and the fat on his body trembled, "You, you can't catch me!

"I'm a nobleman! I'm a nobleman—"

As if they didn't hear his screams, the soldiers dragged him down.

General Mobor stepped into the palace, where he had not been in a long time, and sneered at the carved decorations around him.

The more I look at it, the more bored I get!

Mud-stained boots trampled on the footprint-strewn tiles, and the sound echoed through the empty corridor.

The herald was half a step behind to lead the way, and from time to time General Mobor could see some of the palace attendants crouching on either side, and in their eyes he could see fear.

When the soldiers looting the palace saw General Mobol passing by, they would stop their 'work' and raise their hands in salute, and General Mobol would return the salute.

Eventually, they came to a hall with an open door, and the 'Grand Duke' of Uppleus was crushed to the ground by two soldiers, and behind him was his 'throne'.

After entering this hall, General Mobor first observed the magnificent hall before finally his eyes fell on the Grand Duke and the 'crown' lying not far in front of him.

Grand Duke Upples fell to his knees by the shoulders of two soldiers, and when he heard the soldiers around him chanting the name of General Mobol, he began to tremble, and his head hung low and refused to lift it.

General Mobor walked straight over, kicked the 'crown' away, and walked in front of the Grand Duke of Uppleus.

The sound is getting closer and closer-

A pair of military boots suddenly appeared in the sight of Grand Duke Eppleus!

He closed his eyes in panic, but then a cold voice came from his ears: "Raise your head, or I'll kill you now!"

Grand Duke Eppluses was startled and hurriedly looked up.

Unexpectedly, it was not Mobol Hoshiba's face that appeared in front of him, but a roll of parchment.

The line at the top of the parchment jumped into his eyes, and the heart of the Grand Duke of Eppulus jumped, and he shouted angrily: "Why?!"

The Eternal Covenant between Uppleus and the Elven Court......

This is a betrayal! a shameless betrayal!

At this moment, Archduke Eppluses only felt the blood rushing backwards to his brain, and his anger erupted uncontrollably.

"Because of what you have done before!" replied General Mobor indifferently, and he put away the parchment and did not let the Grand Duke of Eppluses look at it any further.

"No ......"

At this moment, Grand Duke Eppluses felt cold all over.

Why would they know?

"Next, the Duchy of Epulus will become a parliamentary state, and it will be the 'Half-Elven Council' that will rule the country, not just one person. ”

As he spoke, General Mobol drew his sword, "Even the nobles will disappear from this country!"

Hearing this, Grand Duke Uppleus's pupils shrank, "No-"

His voice stopped abruptly, and General Mobor coldly watched as his former Archduke's 'Majesty' fell to the ground, blood splattered all over his body.

"Since then, there has been no 'Duchy of Apples'!"

"Goodbye, my dear Uppleus. ”