My right eye is a god-level computer

Only then did the soldiers realize that there was no other person in the city with such an irritable voice!

I saw a soldier leader stepped forward in a panic and shouted: "Grand Duke, we have been looking for you for a long time. There is an emergency. Those guys in the Ottoman Empire did not abide by the agreement. Although we have contributed all the young residents to them, But it still didn't satisfy their appetite."

"Now they have gathered at least 5 troops and surrounded our city. They will attack overnight and prepare to slaughter the city!"

"what?!"

Dracula panicked instantly, "Didn't my pierced corpse scare them off?!"

The leader of the soldiers shook his head, "They seem to have seen through your means and have no scruples!"

Just for a moment.

The sweat on the Grand Duke's forehead was mixed with blood, flowing down in a swish.

But the group of soldiers gritted their teeth and said: "My lord, we must fight them to the death, even if the entire army is wiped out, we must make a final resistance! Otherwise, countless residents will die tragically!"

"asshole!"

But Dracula roared wildly, "We can't defeat Ottoman's iron cavalry at all. You listen to my order and immediately mobilize your manpower to kill this blood-sucking demon, and then bring women and spices. Let's escape through the back door!"

The soldiers were dumbfounded.

They had known for a long time that the Grand Duke of Wallachia was a timid man.

For Ottoman's invasion, he retreated again and again, endured and endured, and did not hesitate to contribute young residents to obtain peace.

At the same time, build up that bluffing grove of impaled corpses to intimidate the enemy.

Although these methods of his are a bit disgusting, they can still be regarded as keeping his own city and land.

But never expected.

Now the enemy has gone completely crazy and wants to carry out a complete massacre, thus heading north.

And the Grand Duke of Wallachia actually chose to escape!

Abandon thousands of inhabitants!

The soldiers looked at the Grand Duke who was curled up on the ground, and then at the young man who looked like a god and demon in the distance.

No one acted.

They were silent.

boom!

Enemy trebuchets hurled a huge boulder that knocked down a corner of Dracula's castle!

It can be vaguely seen that countless enemies are densely packed on the land in the distance, and the tip of the knife is shining brightly from the torches, and the city has been completely surrounded.

The soldiers in the castle showed despair.

Just now.

Without saying a word, the demon boy stepped forward slowly, stretched out his hand to grab the neck of the Grand Duke of Wallachia, and lifted him into the air.

At this time, the Grand Duke did not have the usual cold-blooded and tyrannical appearance at all. He was more like a dog than an atavistic werewolf.

Click!

In front of hundreds of soldiers, Della directly crushed the Grand Duke's neck, and the Grand Duke Dracula, who was supposed to go down in history, died completely!

Immediately.

The boy still didn't say a word, bent down slowly, picked up the cast iron mask that fell on the ground, which the Grand Duke usually wears.

Slightly pondered.

He put a mask on his face!

Then, his bat wings stretched out straight, imposing.

He glanced at the heavily armored soldiers in front of him, and said slowly: "In the face of those invaders, I will not be afraid, I will not run away, and I will definitely use my life to defend the safety of the people. Are you willing to follow me to kill the enemy?"

call!

The demon boy flapped his huge wings, rose into the air, and said loudly: "If you wish, from now on, you can call me the Count of Vampires—Dracula!"

The soldiers were shocked for a long time.

Then Qiqi bowed down and saluted, and the unison resounded through the sky, "I would like to follow Master Dracula!"

Brother Liu in the dungeon.

There was a cloud of cold air behind him on the spot.

That's it!

The figure of the young man in the air was thin, black-haired, and handsome.

This is the appearance of Dracula in historical records!

And the real Grand Duke of Wallachia is just a coward, who doesn't want to shoulder any national mission at all.

But because of a love-hate relationship, his identity was replaced by a young slave named Della!

Since then, Della has become the grand duke in people's eyes, brave and good at fighting, fighting against the enemy and protecting the residents!

Accomplish the prestige of piercing grand duke!

Also shaped the legend of the vampire Dracula!

Chapter 1012 Established History

"Is it all over?"

Standing in the dungeon, Brother Liu witnessed the incredible history through the ventilation window the size of a shoebox.

The real Count Dracula has been born.

Next, he will lead the people to resist the invaders and win one victory after another.

But in the end he too would die in the war, and his body would be torn apart and stored in various churches.

Although this is already an established history, thinking of this, Brother Liu is still a little sad.

On the one hand, they are also friends, so it is helpless to know the news of his death so early.

The scenes outside the bars were full of excitement due to the rise of Dracula.

But Brother Liu sighed slowly.

Immediately, he was about to throw the time halberd, and just disappeared into this period of history.

Inadvertently, Brother Liu took a last look outside the bars.

But his body was startled.

He clearly saw Gu Fan in a white dress standing on top of the wall of Dracula's castle, staring into the distance.

Brother Liu was sure that it was really her this time.

Because the sadness in her eyebrows and eyes was exactly the same as when T5 in the brain world was about to be attacked by T6.

It was a feeling of pity for the world and people, and the mother's respect for the world.

Of course, this is not Gu Fan himself, it is still just a phantom left by the 'imprint'.

Brother Liu slowed down his movements and frowned slightly.

What is Gu Fan looking at?

She seemed very worried.

Is she worried about the residents in this city?

According to historical records, there will be a cruel and bloody battle, and countless civilians will lose their lives in this battle.

The long river of time is very mysterious, the time point where Brother Liu came is very likely the point in time when Gu Fan has already seen the 'future'.

The two seemed to be chasing each other on a scale of time, and Liu Di was always lagging behind Gu Fan.

At the moment Liu Di hesitated.

In the ventilation window above the head, the iron railing that was as thick as a baby's arm was easily broken by a pair of pale hands.

Then Della, who wrapped her whole body with her wings, smashed through the skylight and fell to the ground with a bang.

The wings slowly opened, revealing Della's face wearing a cast iron mask.

He smiled slowly, "Is my friend willing to fight with me?"

Brother Liu glanced at the figure in white on the city wall, pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly, "But I don't have much fighting power."

Della nodded slowly. At this time, the young man seemed to have transformed instantly, and his demeanor and demeanor were all calm and capable.

He smiled and said: "I always have a feeling that you can bring me courage invisibly. I even doubt that you are really the first of the thirty warriors in the Bible. When the battle starts, my only hope is that you can Being there, even just standing behind our army, is a great encouragement to me."

"Is there a Buff bonus?"

Brother Liu smiled slowly, looked at the boy in front of him and nodded, wishing him a victory in the first battle from the bottom of his heart.

"Buff?"

"Strange language."

The vampire count named Della stretched out his arms and held Liu Di's hand tightly. Then, with a flap of his wings, he soared into the air and slammed into the ceiling of the dungeon.

Outside the city of Wallachia, the 5 troops of the Ottoman Empire are already staring at them, ready to go!

In the Middle Ages in Europe, the Ottoman Empire was one of the most powerful countries.

They swept across the continent, annexed countless cities, and blood flowed everywhere they passed.

The weapons and equipment were built with the top steel technology at that time.

The corresponding Wallachian soldiers only had about 5000 soldiers wearing equipment.

The rest are villagers in the city, who hold some agricultural tools such as wooden sticks and axes.

They gritted their teeth one by one, with expressions of death.

Now that the invaders have approached the city, they have no way out. They will end up either being burned, killed, looted, or killed fighting to defend their homeland.

Obviously, the vast majority of them chose to take up arms and fight against the enemy.

At this time, among the group of heavily armored warriors who had just rushed out of Dracula's Castle, a general at the head came to the front of the formation. He drew out his sword and pointed it high at the sky.

"Walachia, the Grand Duke has orders!"

"Today we fight the enemy to the death!"

The soldiers and civilians were shocked when they heard the words.

The grand duke, who was usually timid, finally chose to confront the enemy head-on today!

Whoosh!

However, in the next moment, an arrow made of fine iron came through the air with a strong penetrating power.

puff!

This arrow hit the heavy armored warrior's helmet with precision, and it was impartial, directly nailing his eyes through the gap!

The heavily armored warrior who was leading the shout just now fell on his back, with blood pouring out from his helmet.

The air was instantly quiet.

This arrow came from the camp of the Ottoman Empire.

This is also the way they have been invading the mainland, that is to use a tyrannical posture and merciless means to directly crush all opponents they encounter!

This fierce style alone can suppress many hostile forces.

The soldiers were trembling, and the faces of the common people were even paler.

The camps of the two armies are at least several hundred meters apart, and the opponent must be an archer with special crossbow arrows and terrifying accuracy.

Whoever takes the lead in the charge must be the first to die!

For a time, the atmosphere of fear spread throughout the Wallachia camp.

The air seemed to be frozen, and no one dared to move an inch.

At this time, the army of the Ottoman Empire sounded the gloomy horn.

The 5 armored soldiers let out murderous low roars, all marching in unison, rushing to surround the city of Wallachia in the shape of a half moon.