"We can see the cavalry is entering the field, but the effect is clearly poor. There's even a knight being pulled off his horse. Obviously, since the greatest cavalry commander, Mrs. Thatcher, the United Kingdom no longer has generals capable of commanding cavalry in battle!" The reporter on site shouted loudly into his microphone.
Out of nowhere, a rock flew over and struck him on the head. Immediately, blood streamed down. The camera started shaking noticeably, and the photographer could be heard yelling, "Wear a helmet, f***, I told you! In India, they wear helmets on their asses; in the United Kingdom, they wear them on their heads!"
At this moment, inside the National Palace of Mexico.
Victor sat in his office, sipping water to disguise his emotions, but his eyes were glued to the television, his lips curled into a smile, clearly delighted.
