A Glass Of Hard Liquor

Chapter 2

In the giant family, Pramanakhon and Verunra have been friendly relations for centuries, and their wine industry is eternal. This was not because there was any discord, but because the city of Prama was a large area, and its power spread all over the country, so the king's rulers wanted to compete for large and small areas to rule. Therefore, the rule of Kriangkrai's army was carried out at the beginning and end of the year, and all the young people were drafted into the army. As the air forces of Pumana advance, it takes only a short time for their blood to flow out. It was a long time ago that the city shone brilliantly, and the big ones were defeated and the small ones were defeated.

But. . . Only the Verulla region had not yet fallen into his hands, so King Prumana wanted to occupy it if their attack might be easy. Because the Verunla area lived on a mountain peak deep in Panawan, it was difficult for the army to get close to the city, and the Rakasverunla people were fierce in character, and once they were invaded, they would not be persecuted. He went to war bravely, went to war without making progress, wasted his life, and defeated his army fighting in all directions every time.

What a shame it is to lose an army in a battle!

The king of Prama was very resentful and summoned all Senna, ministers and shrewd generals to discuss, hoping to capture Verula in one day.

And this time. . . It was King Proma who once again ordered the army to invade Verulla, because the army was lost in the battle last month, so the number of troops quoted this time was much reduced.

When I heard that the army in Prama had weakened and only the army was left. . . King Verula's daughter wanted to do a good thing for his father.

Because he was the lower ranked crown prince, his father did not remember that he had this son, which is not surprising. He was the hundredth crown prince. In some cases, you will lose your ears and your eyes, which is very common.

But when the world told his father according to his wishes, he was recognized as a man who volunteered to go to battle. King Verula thought he did not want his son, who was entitled to the throne, to risk his life. Therefore, he has no objection. He was assigned to do what he wanted, for if he won back, his father would be praised as his son. But if you fail. . . Lost a child who can't even remember his name.

Even if the royal family allows it, it will be enough for the world. . .

He was modest enough to realize that he was the appointed son of the empresses, and that only by being born out of his descendants would the king have such a great favor.

But. . . If you are an aristocrat, if you are not an empire, what's the point?

Although modest, the heart is full of ambition. His decision to join the army voluntarily was not only to make meritorious deeds for himself, but also to win the hearts of Senna, ministers and commanders and become his own people.

The last son, can't you take away his brother's throne?

The world planned silently in his mind, wearing armor and armed, to serve as marshal in this war. . .

After a few weeks of observation by Villar leading his army on the top of the hill in front of the city gate, he saw that his army could easily defeat Villar. And it is good to sit there and observe the movements of Arilarkin's army. This axis is used to disperse the army from Prama.

If his opinion came out of his mouth, no one would agree, and when a young giant said he was going to attack him, the ministers who planned the war all voiced opposition.

"Say to the king, I don't think it is wise to fire at the king's army in this shaft. May the world calm down."

It was said to the master who sat on the podium that the cold eyes of the young giant blinked before the expressionless voice appeared.

"If I don't play the axle, which one should I play?"

Although it sounds dull, his tone is full of resentment. He wants to show his works incisively and vividly. Why should these old giants object?

"I'm afraid this is your trick, and your army may let you fall into a trap. Please calm down."

Virali rolled his eyes. He had heard the old giant say this sentence countless times.

"Do you regard me as a child who has no ability to play? Do you know that I have played countless times? When did I come back?"

A silent response. What Vanral said is true. Whenever Vanral went to battle, he was never defeated. No matter big or small, it brought victory. It's just. . . He is not the leader of the army. But as other great marshals, he only went with the army as one of the planners of the war, instead of taking responsibility for it.

With no objection, Villar took a breath before he said his voice was smooth again.

"I will take the army and kill all the people. You will order all the soldiers to prepare for the attack."

All the swindlers looked at each other, restless, as if they had seen an ominous man, and a dark shadow appeared before him.

[Darong Kraisorn is an animal in the Himmapan forest. It is a mixture of a lion and a horse, with a red body, a black tail, a horse's hoofs and a lion's head. Darong Kraisorn is a carnivore. Characterized by running as fast as a horse and as strong as a lion.]When he made up his mind, Villara rode on the back of Dulong Creso and took his army to the stronghold of Puma's army. When Ariela saw another army coming, he rushed in the other direction. A few days ago, the soldier turned into a little mouse and ran away from a big lion.

As soon as he saw the other side's soldiers walking towards the foot of the mountain, Panawan Valara panicked, thought he could bring victory to his father, and ordered him to kill him mercilessly, while that. . . It was a mistake.

Literally, Prama's soldiers flee from the jungle, and this is Prama Nakhon's commander luring another part of the army by sending it to the top of the mountain, and when their plan comes true, they will escape. The world saw an army of 100,000 people at the foot of the mountain.

I can't reverse on this axle, so. . .

He would not be humiliated when he knew it, and would rather end his life on the battlefield than flee his army and return to the area, and his hand waved his sword, killing one enemy after another, and his tusks came out of his mouth with a deceived rage. Now he was as angry as possessed by an evil soul.

Sweat flowed on his body, and the blood of the enemy splashed on his face, which was very disgusting, but Villar still kept waving his sword, though his soldiers were now few and far between.

His stunts were terrible for his little soldier because no one could take him away, so he had to tell Joot Tupsol.

[Tothep Assdorn is a horse-lion mixed Shimapan animal, similar to Durong Kraisorn, but with a lion head, a horse body, a scarlet tail and hoofs, a lion head, and a green neck and back. And it's a carnivore.]When I heard that he had an uncompromising attitude, an alcoholic named King pulled him to the front line, when I saw his alcoholic disdain his soldiers. Even if only he survived, the kingship temporarily stagnated.

Such a stubborn giant. . .

His hand stretched aside to give him a signal to kill each other with a bow. But when he raised his bow and aimed to kill the world, his face turned and looked into his eyes.

The King was puzzled to see that his face was covered with blood, as beautiful as the magic of his birth. He had never seen any giant with such a beautiful appearance. Mortal bodies and faces are manly, but visually prohibitive. On closer inspection, his skin was as bright and clean as gold, and his hair was long and red. She looked so cheerful that she knew at a glance that she must be one of Verura's royals.

How beautiful. . .

The grip on Kansorn's hand fell down at once, and his slender eyes stared at the face enthusiastically. I didn't expect him to love anyone so much. It was just the first eye contact.

Because he tripped over for no reason, said the soldier who served beside him.

"The kingship..."

"..."

In the absence of any response, Joon Touph continued to stare as he pursued his soldiers.

"I am the crown prince."

When the voice was a little louder, the king woke up, and then looked at him and asked him what was the matter.

"Kill you, I am Marshal of Verulla."

It should be, but the kingship regretted it.

It would be a great misfortune if you were killed and left it in the woods. . .

Thus came an order that had never slipped from the Grand Marshal's mouth.

"Arrest him, don't leave any scars on his body, and take him back to the city."

When he went to battle with the kingship, Aker gasped. Whenever the marshal can spare his royal family, hearing this order will make Ake unable to leave.

"Said the Queen..."

"Go get him... alive."

King emphasized clear words, and his long, fierce eyes made his soldiers afraid to ask any more questions, and before he was arrested as Marshal Verulla, he told his other marshals about it.

His resentment caught him in his subconscious before his ears heard the voice of someone in front of him.

"From now on, you will be Verrura's sponsor... Prince."