Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 479 The Old Man and the Old Dragon
"Come on, General!"

"Come on, Lord Bolerius!"

In the center of the camp, in an open space surrounded by thousands of Thor's Storm Troopers and Samir's Ice Knights, two old men were hugging each other with their upper bodies naked, wrestling like wild bulls.

One of the old men, with beard and hair longer than his waist and white scales on his back, turned around and flashed behind the other old man with short beard. He grabbed the latter's waist with his arms as thick as buckets, and his muscles bulged clearly. He exerted force suddenly and swung the short-bearded old man backwards, throwing him heavily out!

The short-bearded old man drew an arc more than ten meters high in the air, and the back of his neck hit the ground heavily. His head and most of his shoulders penetrated the ice and snow and inserted into the soil, like a siege crossbow arrow nailed into the ground.

However, the soldiers watching the battle were not panicking at all. The Storm Troopers slapped their thighs and sighed, while the Samirs jumped up and shouted, "It's even! It's even! It's the last round!"

Before he could finish his words, the short-bearded old man who was stuck upside down on the ground did a somersault and jumped into the air nimbly, pulling himself out. He brushed his short hair covered with mud with one hand, and his face was as lonely as snow.

"Hey, I've installed it on you, old man!" Borelus laughed angrily and shouted, "Come again!"

After saying that, he kicked his feet and shot out like a cannonball. Neo also opened his arms to meet the enemy, with his four arms crossed together. Using the momentum, Pollux pushed Neo back two steps. The boots on their feet plowed the ground, cutting two indentations about a foot deep in the snow, and returned to a stalemate with their muscles bulging.

Lucia, who had just entered the camp, was stunned. The Storm Knight and Samir Ice Knight who were in charge of welcoming him swore that the two guys were their leaders, but an old man in his eighties and a dragon that was at least 1,500 years old, was this how they usually played in the camp?

"Haha! Neo! You are exhausted, brat! It's not shameful to admit defeat. I have seen you wearing open-crotch pants before. Oh, sorry - it's not just you. I forgot that your family has been guarding Sol for generations. There are also your father and grandfather. I personally taught your grandfather some of his sword skills!"

"Bah, your face has turned purple, and you only know how to use some petty tricks that are not worthy of being shown on the stage. I can beat you to a pulp with just one hand!"

"Who are you talking to here, old man? Give in, give in. What's the point of just talking and not practicing?"

After fighting for twenty rounds in a row, the two old men who had just tied the game at 10 to 10 were both exhausted and out of breath. Neither of them could defeat the other for a while, so they could only tense and tremble their muscles while passionately spraying each other, and the hot steam they exhaled froze into ice on their faces.

At this distance, both Neo and Pollux had sensed Lucia's arrival, but perhaps out of an overly strong desire to win, or a reluctance to lose face in front of His Majesty and become the other's stepping stone, both of them had no intention of stopping, and instead used up their remaining strength to the extreme, their old faces flushed red.

"Look! His Majesty has come in person to cheer for the general!" A Storm Army soldier suddenly woke up and shouted.

The rest of the Storm Army soldiers reacted and shouted one after another: "General, hurry up and overthrow this old dragon!"

Samir's soldiers reacted a step too slow. Before they could follow suit, their momentum was suppressed, and even Polylus took two steps back with his eyes bulging.

"Come on, Lord Ice Dragon God!" A loud shout suddenly came from the crowd.

Polyrelus’ eyes immediately widened. Damn it! In broad daylight, in front of His Majesty, a villain tried to harm me!

He subconsciously turned his head to look, and saw a kid in silver armor and holding two swords sneaking up behind his comrade. Before he could react, he saw Lucia with a half-smile on her face not far away.

In an instant, Polyus' heart began to weaken, his hands loosened, and then the world spun around him, and he spun into the mud.

"Win!" "The general wins!"

There were shouts of excitement from the Storm Troops. The Samir people grew paler with anger, but they were speechless as they looked at their masters dangling their legs outside.

Even if it was just a narrow victory of 11 to 10, it was enough for these humans who had no honor or dignity to show off like flies in front of them for a week.

"General Neo, I pay my respects to His Majesty King Lucia Sanx——"

As the victor, Neo was the first to tidy up his appearance. When facing Lucia, the old man did not choose to bow as a subject meeting a king, but knocked his left chest with his right fist, performing a neat and clean knight's salute.

"Thor Storm Army, greet our King Lucia Sanx——"

Following the veteran's salute, the 20,000 Storm Army soldiers in the camp all took a half step back with their right foot, knelt on one knee, and knocked their right fists on their breastplates in the highest standard of knightly salute.

On the other side, Borelius' legs stiffened, and he pulled himself out by supporting himself on the ground with his palms. He first looked at Lucia anxiously, then hurriedly patted the dust off his body, took two steps forward, put his hand on his chest, and bowed.

"I, the guilty minister, Borelios, pay my respects to His Majesty King Lucia Sanx——"

More than 10,000 Samir soldiers looked at their comrades around them, and a little panic appeared in their eyes. After hesitating for a moment, they observed Lucia's expression, knelt on one knee, and said carefully: "We, the sinful clan, pay homage to our king, His Majesty Lucia Sanx——"

Two commanders, two factions, two completely different attitudes.

Neither Neo nor Borelius made any further moves or words, but each maintained impeccable etiquette. In terms of the transfer of power, Sol City and Frozen Lake had already made the choice to merge into the Ancient Dragon Dynasty, but they were still observing Lucia, watching how he would characterize the two groups, and how he would define the merits and demerits of the two leaders in the past.
However, Lucia did not reverse their plan.

He stepped forward, held Borelius's shoulders with both hands and helped him up, then looked at the veteran Neo and the 30,000 soldiers who were kneeling to greet the two leaders, and said in a deep voice: "From today on, only military salutes will be performed in the army. All the people of my ethnic group are not allowed to kneel except in the Ancient Dragon Temple and the Heroes' Cemetery."

After that, he faced the army, and also slammed his right fist on his breastplate to perform a knight's salute, saying: "In the fierce battle in the North, you have all made contributions and have not been blamed. Thank you for your hard work."

Neo was stunned for a short moment, and when he raised his eyes, they were already full of smiles. He said, "Your Majesty is the one who has worked hard since you marched west from Guntherfred and fought for 30,000 miles."

The soldiers all stood up as ordered. When Samir's soldiers heard the words "all my people", they were a little bit incredulous, but they were no longer as frightened as at the beginning.

The Storm Army soldiers laughed loudly and responded in a chaotic voice: "We are not tired. The general is right. How can it be hard to defend a broken city? It is your majesty and the Northern Expedition Army who are suffering."

"In that case," Lucia smiled and looked at the two old men, "I intend to hold a banquet in the army to reward the three armies. How about you two invite me to sit in your tent and have a drink?"

Neo and Pollux looked at each other and replied with a smile, "That's right."

ps. In the world view of this book, Neo’s legs are not broken, and he did not survive by begging for mercy from the Golden Dynasty.

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(End of this chapter)