Chapter 25 Hot Wedding [2]

Since the fall of the Kingdom of Estonia, we have not seen such a large-scale lively scene in the north. The wedding of His Majesty the Grand Duchy of Norman is somewhat gimmick. Although perhaps the Slavic and Roma empires did not know such a thing at all. Strictly speaking, Tiger. Grand Duke House is eager that these two countries don't know.

It's just that now, you can't do anything to him if you know it. The envoys of the Roman Empire have already left on their way back. There are many people invited to the wedding banquet, but most of them are only people with some status in the Grand Duchy of Norman. Or people who can walk in the mansion of the Grand Duke. However, those surrendered nobles of the Kingdom of Latvia with a lame northern accent still maintained their usual elegance and dominacy, and women and lazy men appeared at the banquet.

After all, there are many more soft bones than those with blood. At least, in order to survive, I'm afraid everything can be traded except that I can't sell it. The nobleman is just a name that distinguishes those lowly people. Whether it's bloodline or origin or something, it's a bunch of stinky shit, especially by Tiger. After House was deceived by the world's biggest bastard, I'm afraid that the whole Grand Duchy of Norman is such a virtue.

"Your Majesty's powerful look is really admirable." The lame praise, which can only be said that the Latvian accent is really mixed with too little or too little northern words. Even if he is sloppy, he has just officially mastered the so-called Roman Empire, which is why he can talk to Prince Ursula.

In this world, most of the people who can really master multiple languages are magic sticks or nobles. The reason why people like Sabonis can be used as ambassadors is not really because of Tiger. Grand Duke House was afraid of the title of the chief mage of the so-called Tauren tribe. It's because this old guy can also speak several awkward imperial dialects, such as the dialect of Apennine, and for example, the roundabout of the Autonomous Region of Minsk.

That's all. I really think I want to look up to myself, but I'm afraid Sabonis doesn't believe it. It has nothing to do with anything else. It's just that simple.

"Baobao from Latvia." Someone shouted and scolded in a low voice, but did not speak loudly. At this time, if someone dares to talk loudly, I'm afraid he will be immediately beaten by Tiger. House, the scum, was torn to pieces. He will really do that. What else can't be done by such a horrible man?

The comments just now in the crowd disappeared quickly, and several strong officers stepped across the crowd and separated the crowd. Boss Ma is like a strong tiger king, patrolling his territory and looking at these people who cling to him for survival and wealth. Like himself, these guys are just continuing what they have done, the time and reason for their existence in this world.

Is this world so simple? Ma Hu asked himself so much in his heart, and then he felt that the answer was so close and simple. He can manipulate the will of so many people and serve his desires and purposes. Sometimes, he really feels that he is the savior and protagonist invited by the world, saving this group of lambs who have long been rotten and lost.

There is no truly silent lamb to resist the so-called historical trend and irresistible energy. The world also does not have the ability to innovate in an all-round way. What he can do is to bring a big impact and refresh these amazing tips and means. Then control and continue to control. I don't know when I forgot myself, which does not belong to this strange world.

Only when the gangster woke up suddenly found that he really existed in this world. If it hadn't been for the big sniper and the pistol still telling him, he was just a sudden character. His existence may not be a definite factor, and he will be nervous.

He is not worried that someone knows his origin or even someone can master his origin. As a legend, no matter where he is, he will not think that someone can surpass him physically. He can kill anyone, any life, any object that can be moved. He is so strong and conceited, and then controls everything firmly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, although this is a unique wedding, and no one knows what kind of bride will appear at the wedding. However, it's really surprising that you still maintain such enthusiasm!" Ma Hu said coldly, his face was not as if others were full of joy when they got married, as if it was just an instinctive impulse.

"I said, when did he become so talkative?" Norton, a taurore, chewed a chicken leg, and then turned his head to ask Gonellero, the commander of the Second Legion next to him. Of course. There was almost no one beside the Tauren warrior. Because those poor guys didn't dare to get close to the bloody warrior at all, and the Latvians were completely cold when they saw this big guy.

Gonlilo's fierce name in Latvia is almost comparable to the legendary demon. It's even more exaggerated than those epic evil dragons. It can be said that in Riga, all the nobles have a deep feud with this bastard. Those who can cut off the heads of 50,000 people without changing their faces, except Gang Liluo, none of the twelve main legion commanders can do it.

Especially when he heard about the big killer of Madaring, he couldn't help shivering. The Gallic warrior never thought that this tauren warrior was so cruel. Unfortunately, the remaining twelve legion commanders may not be clear, Tiger. When Haus was supporting the western battlefield, Haus had told him that any method could be used for the stability and tranquility of Latvia. While saying this, Tiger. House's tone was aggravated, and his eyes were particularly calm. Yes, any!

So the animal Gangliluo used the most direct and deterrent method. That's one word: kill!

Kill and kill! The city of Riga may not have a real new generation of nobles in the next hundred years. The remaining people, even if they really have a little blood, will be devastated. The soft bones just want to continue today's wealth. Since there is no way out for a hard-boned person, the resistance army organized is simply looking for its own death. It can be said that because of Gangliluo, the 20,000 to 30,000 resistance troops in Latvia were disintegrated in an instant. This is not physical destruction, but the destruction of soul and soul.

The reputation of a generation of fierce god Gangliluo, Asura among taurouses, is really exaggerated.

Even Paprov. When looking through the historical classics, Sergeyev, clearly pointed out from the holy classics that this fierce army commander is definitely the reincarnated by the twelve black-winged archangels. And it is the legendary loyal eagle dog of His Majesty the God King, which is a frightening abyss monster.

This is really beautiful news. He also let Gang Liluo ask coldly, "Father, if there is a previous life, what kind of person am I?"

"Asura." Paprov. Father Sergeyev thought for a moment and said so. In fact, in his heart, he was more inclined to the description of the fallen archangels in the sacred scriptures of the Holy See, but after thinking about it, anyway, if he wants to create a new sect, it is better to get some titles and characters without changing the soup. That's why Gonilla nodded after thinking for a while. Nothing else, I just think that people who have been gods should be a little better anyway.

Norton's question did not let Gonillao say anything, but still kept the rigid and cold face and said in a low voice, "Perhaps, Your Majesty just wants to say more details."

Your Excellency the Chief of the Tauren gave Gang Liluo a white look and asked, "Hey, have you been brainwashed? Damn it!"

Gang Liluo shook his head and stopped talking. Norton was angry and stared at him. He said to himself: At least I am also the chief of the taurodon tribe, and I can't give face so much. Is it possible that there is only a big bastard like a tiger in his eyes?

In fact, the bullhead bastard is actually not clean. While slandering Ma Hu as a bastard who is harmful to himself, he is also doing the same thing as Ma Hu. However, it seems that these three bastards are all the same, otherwise they will not leave the reputation of the three bitches. Thinking about the reputation of Mustave's three bitches in those years, it was really hot and hot.

The group of animals in Songye Village are all soldiers left behind in the Northern Kingdom War. After Sargon had a way out, he naturally thought of them. To some extent, Lao Sa's mind was still relatively lively. Being able to see through the problem at a glance, the old man's background is quite good. And with the blessing of Lao Sa, the cattle in Songye Village are also like Tiger in the military system of the Grand Duchy of Norman. Grand Duke House is a direct family. Although it is not as good as the mainstay of the Twelfth Legion, it is definitely more than enough to deter the unstable people in the place.

"I think you will definitely be more curious about the bride than about me." Ma Hu smiled and said jokingly. This sentence attracted a lot of people to snicker. It also made the atmosphere suddenly happy, and Boss Ma raised his eyebrows and said, "The Roma obviously can't see what my bride looks like. Of course, they don't want to know. If they see it with their own eyes, I'm afraid they will have to spit blood again.

The meaning of this sentence is that this negotiation made the Roma vomit blood once, and at this time, they don't mind letting the Roma vomit blood again. Obviously, some bastards have already got the news. Think about it, the two generations of superheroes in the north are actually connected because of a woman at this time, which really makes people feel surprised. The world is really too small, sometimes.

The frivolity and excitement of the West Slavs are understandable. When the people of the Eastern Mercenary Federation heard that their legendary leader actually married their only granddaughter to an animal, the surprise and anger were predictable. But when they were excited to make a tentative assassination, it was indeed Tiger. The devastating blow of House. Twenty-two elite assassins fell like this in a row, and they didn't even survive a round. What kind of poisoning, crossbows, and head-on assassinations were tested one by one, and it turned out that only a group of people died in a foreign country.

At this moment, the elders of the Eastern Mercenary Federation suddenly realized what kind of horrible monster they were facing. The reason why the Western Mercenary Federation was killed by the regiment at the beginning is not unfounded. Although the Western Mercenary Federation is famous for its small size and exquisiteness, its sphere of influence is only limited to the Kingdom of Estonia and the Pan-Scandinavian League of Nations. Even Esrand's people felt that this mercenary organization was too dominant.

I think it used to be able to make Gang. Cole's side organization is not as good as the generation, and it is not as good as the Dark Court. At least he has a pair of eyes, which can see some clues and is close to his thighs. At this time, no matter what the backer is, as long as you can develop steadily first, even if you pretend to be a wild dog to learn from a monkey, so what?

It's better to live than to die. This is the gap.

The huge pressure of survival makes these guys feel much less awe. No one can say that they are pure like a small flower, and there is absolutely no record on their buttocks. But I entered Tiger. House's power circle must have committed a great crime and resisted the crime of the world's strongest empire, the Roman Empire, which is enough to be skinned and killed several times. The rebellion of the Roman Empire, not to mention doing this kind of thing, I have never thought about it in the past.

But now, a group of people are screaming for Tiger. Lord House quickly expanded his territory, profit, wealth, power, reputation. When these waves are like women's bust **, it's really a burst of heart. There is no one who can stand in front of these ** without changing his face.

It's really the reality to the extreme. Looking at this majestic man looking at him with contemptuous eyes for a week, no one lowered his head with shame, and he was already humble enough to take it for granted. So much so that even the Viking warriors whispered, "Alas... This poor group of poor people were eaten to death by tigers at the beginning. What a group of idiots. Their lives are like a coffee table full of cups and utensils.

"I bet there will be a big deal this time, and this group of animals is the tigers who want to explore the wind. Their attitude directly affects the tiger's mood. You know, at this moment, Tiger, who has more powerful energy. The reputation of Grand Duke House is enough for the Slavic Empire to find life. I'm afraid that Nicholas I's mood has long been extremely low. Norton, a Tauren, was rarely smart. He smiled, as if he had found the new continent above. He said excitedly, "But then again, in fact, the idiot Chikov is indeed a good microphone. Sometimes, our attitude is really ambiguous to make Chikov, a stupid pig, excited. Aha, I seem to have felt that the big meal is calling me.

"I'm a pure warrior." Mr. Norton seemed to be intoxicated with his self-trumpet, holding his fists in his hands, and said excitedly. However, the Viking man beside him glanced at him contemptuously and said coldly, "A soldier who can only find life on a woman's belly? You can't find this in the whole Grand Duchy of Norman. Well, I guess those beautiful girls in the alleys still miss your capital. So much so that when the Holy Light Knights took care of Madaling, you actually thought about how to pick up horses instead of taking your tareaure infantry army south!"

In the face of the sarcasm of the stingy Sachiley, Norton's old face turned red. Someone raised his tail as a dick, which was naturally a mess of shame. Then he seemed to be angry, staring at Sachiley and roared, "You are not a clean thing on your buttocks. You have the right to say I am!"

"Yes! I really don't intend to talk about you, but I think it's time to let the honest and pure people of the Tauren tribe know the evil nature of you. Unless you can gag my mouth, and you don't have the strength. To some extent, these two cheap guys are not good at all. One is an unscrupulous bull. One is a bad friend at level 13. Anyway, he is not a good bird. It's a crazy mess. It's really a scum.

Naturally, the two of them complained and spit there, but Ma Hu smiled slightly and said with a great aristocratic style, "Presumably the old Feng Ke of the Feng Ke family wants to spend his old age peacefully. I can't wait to stuff his precious granddaughter into my bed.

"Hahahaha--" There was a burst of laughter in the field, and the old Feng Ke's face suddenly turned red like a monkey's buttocks. People laughed and teased, "Hey, old Feng Ke, you're not really so sharp, are you?" Your Majesty is famous for his good physical strength. Your precious granddaughter can stand it.

"Isn't there also Daphne?" I don't know who said this, and then an old man with a dwarf blood war hammer roared out: "Who! Who is it! Which son of a bitch is chewing her tongue there, son of a bitch, do you want to die?

However, the old guy's temper has not completely exploded, and he is just beside him. Cole had a black face and became more and more uncomfortable. He is indeed with Tiger. House, the son of a bitch, agreed to marry his granddaughter a month later. Luo Qier. Cole likes Tiger very much. House, a legendary hero, also makes this slightly transactional marriage a little less powerful. Just now. Cole wants to find a future for his organization, obviously, Tiger. A character like House is the most acceptable to him.

This is a trendy wedding, and I don't know if the name of a certain ** will be resounding after today. But at least, I'm afraid that this time, the country of the Grand Duchy of Norman should firmly remember how strong his majesty is. The tough ** that can make those old guys shut up is very surprising.

"Don't worry, old man, your granddaughter will not be exhausted because of physical weakness." The frivolous and shameless speech to the extreme, but from Tiger. When Lord House said it, it always seemed to have such a sense of impact, which seemed to be a trace of raging fire. Warhammer Saxon, while staring at a pair of bull's eyes, is slandering something in his heart. Not far away, there is a bustling crowd. Even if it is just a carnival within the aristocracy, it is indeed a little surprising that there are many people.

This is a different wedding, with the peace, quietness, monotony and greenness of those nobles. This ** wedding is really full of too much noise. Although it is a group of nobles and officials, I don't know why those old guys feel that there is such a strong atmosphere of the market in this wedding? Why is that? No one understands.