Chapter 210 - 210 Vice Commander Old Man Zito

210 Vice Commander Old Man Zito

Braydon Neal glanced over.

Hatcher Murphy said seriously, “Last night, you told me to investigate Old Man Zito secretly. I activated the central plains main team’s eight hidden agent information system channels. The information about him has been sorted and compiled. His surname is Zito, but he’s not a native of Small Zito village. He went to Small Zito village forty years ago!

“Forty years ago, he was severely injured and was saved by the village doctor of Small Zito village. He then continued living in the village.”

Hatcher was giving clues.

Following this clue, he found out something even more shocking.

Old Man Zito’s identity was actually related to the Ludwig army back then, and he held a high position!

Braydon chuckled. “I know all this. Since you’re here, you two should sit down and listen.”

“Yes, Sir!”

Hatcher stood quietly at the side.

Tristan Yandell looked at Old Man Zito and Yuzo Quon, trying to guess where these two old fogeys had been in the Ludwig army.

Back then, the Ludwig army had no lack of geniuses!

Old Man Zito slowly stood up and bowed to Braydon from afar. He was not bowing to a person, but to the golden Qilin on his cloak.

This symbol had never changed from the Ludwig army to the northern army!

This was the faith of several generations!

The golden Qilin did not belong only to the northern army.

At this moment, Old Man Zito’s gaze was as sharp as a sword. He knelt down on one knee and said softly, “Frazer Zito from Ludwig pays his respects to the Northern King!”

“Cesar Lichtman from Ludwig pays his respects to the Northern King!”

Ernest Lanford knelt on one knee.

He finally said his real name.

At this moment, there was no need to hide his identity anymore.

As long as someone from Ludwig was still alive, Braydon would protect them for the rest of his life!

“Frazer Zito?” Tristan asked in shock. “Forty years ago, the vice commander of the Ludwig army, Vice Commander Frazer Zito?”

“That’s me!”

Old Man Zito let out a breath of turbid air.

Tristan’s eyes were filled with disbelief as he looked at Old Man Zito’s face. His hair was messy, and he looked a little sloppy. He was also missing a front tooth.

He really was not like the unparalleled vice commander Frazer Zito from back then!

According to the secret history of the north, Frazer Zito was dressed in white like an immortal. He was seven feet tall, tall like a pine tree, and had a jade-like face. He had trained under Mount Sino sect, and his father was the sect master of Mount Sino.

Although he was young, his talent was shocking. With his young appearance, he was the best in the three armies. At the age of twenty-one, he was conferred the title of king and was ranked as the vice commander of Ludwig. His status was second only to the Ludwig army leader, Xandros Hader.

He stood alone in Ludwig with his sword. He had made great contributions and was one of the three vice commanders.

With his illustrious battle achievements and terrifying talent, the position of the next Ludwig army commander would definitely belong to him.

Unfortunately, forty years ago in the Ludwig mountain range, the great change caused the blood of 700,000 heroic men to spill in the mountains!

“Blake often talks about you,” Tristan muttered softly. “He said that you are the most outstanding swordsman of Mount Sino. You are ten times better than him…”

However, no one expected that the Ludwig vice commander, Frazer Zito, had actually survived until now!

Moreover, he was in such a state.

How could he not feel sad?

Hatcher looked at Ernest Lanford and said softly, “Cesar Lichtman, promoted to War God at the age of twenty. At the border of Ludwig, you killed three War Gods from the enemy country. With your battle achievements, you became the third regimental commander of the Ludwig army. Among the seven regimental commanders, you were the most talented and became a ninth-level War God at the age of twenty-two!”

“I’m not as good as Little Seven!”

Ernest Lanford said softly.

The Little Seven he was talking about should be the regimental commander of Ludwig’s seventh army.

Now, the secrets of these two old men had been revealed.

His identity was truly shocking!

“What happened in Ludwig on that night forty years ago?” Braydon asked.

It was a secret about Ludwig.

The secret history of the north only recorded the general information, and all the details were deleted.

Even commander Braydon Neal, as the successor, could not find any detailed records.

Perhaps his teacher did not want Braydon to be involved in that matter!

However, there were some things that were black and white!

Even if forty years had passed, he still had to give an explanation.

As for Braydon’s question, only the two people involved could give an answer.

Ernest spoke. “There was no sign of the great change that night. The seven legions under Ludwig were stationed in the Ludwig mountain range. They guarded the borders and the country gates!

“But a piece of paper fell in Ludwig!

“There was only one order. The troops of Ludwig must take off their armor and swords and switch the guards. The seven legions must obey the order!

“But the elites who came in replacement was the capital garrison!”

Ernest’s eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred and killing intent when he recalled the past.

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Only Tristan was in disbelief. “How is that possible? The responsibility of the capital garrison is to protect the capital, intimidate the five main teams and the dark division, and manage the martial artists in the country. Why would they switch the guards?!”

“Yeah, why would they switch the guards?”

Ernest smiled coldly. “The capital garrison came to switch with our guards. We were also suspicious and asked them. If they came to guard Ludwig, what would the capital do?”

“Hector Sattler, the governor of the capital garrison, only replied with one sentence!” Ernest’s eyes were filled with killing intent.

“What words?” Braydon’s thin lips moved slightly.

“I hereby issue the order of the country. All of you from Ludwig, hand over your swords and remove your armor. If you don’t obey my orders, you will be seen a rebel!”

Old Man Zito held his pipe pot with trembling hands.

On that night forty years ago, all of his comrades died. How tragic was that?

It was Hector Sattler’s words that pressed down on the heads of the 700,000 heroic men of Ludwig. They had to listen!

Because the Ludwig army would rather die than become a rebel army!

They were loyal to Hansworth. Even if they died, they would not frown.

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They would rather die than betray the country!

This was an ironclad law, a military rule, and the pride of every generation of young people.

Ernest waved his hand softly. “Under the supervision of the capital garrison, the brothers of the seven Ludwig legions removed their armor. They handed over the swords that had accompanied them for many years. They did not receive glory, but what they received was a butcher’s knife!

“That night, the armies of the three countries outside the borders seemed to have received the news long ago. Millions of troops crossed the border and charged into the Ludwig mountain range, but the capital garrison took away all our swords and armor!

“At that time, Big Brother Frazer was forced to kneel in front of Hector Sattler to beg him to return the swords and armor of the Ludwig army so that the men of Ludwig could fight against the foreign enemies!

“However, Hector Sattler rejected him and left behind an order. Ludwig was waiting for a change of defense. Anyone who used weapons would be a rebel!”

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Ernest covered his face with his rough hands as tears rolled down his face.

“Damn it!” Tristan was enraged. “Hector Sattler betrayed his country!”

Heavenly King Yandel of the north was completely enraged!

He could not accept this!

This was the behavior of a traitor.

This was treason!

Back then, millions of troops from the three countries invaded their borders.

Hector Sattler actually took away the armor and swords belonging to the Ludwig army, leaving behind 700,000 iron-blooded men. They were unarmed and used their flesh and blood to block the powerful enemies from the three countries.

If this matter were to happen to the northern army…

With Braydon’s personality, he would dare to lead ten ruthless men and kill his way through the capital. He would want an explanation!