It has started to snow in the Central Mountains. W ww/qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo\c Om
Each mountain peak is covered with silver snow, covering up the rugged rocks and steep cliffs. The slope curves become soft and graceful, and the thorny shrubs and low shrubs turn from the new green in summer and autumn to dark green, like embellishments. An ancient emerald on a snow suit.
The mythical city surrounded by mountains was not affected at all, and most elves had not noticed that it had snowed. The lush canopy of the ancient elf tree is still green, and a steady stream of magic water mist is sprayed. The magic power passes through the long roots of the ancient elf tree and turns into bursts of warmth, slowly rising from the ground and melting for hundreds of miles. of chill. The snowflakes didn't even have a chance to get close to the bottom of the valley before turning into a cloud of mist high in the sky.
As soon as you step outside the shelter of Oracle City, you will immediately feel the power of winter.
The biting chill in the wind reminded Eiffel that it was already winter, and it was winter in the north. At this time, she should stay in the warm Oracle City. Under the protection of the ancient elven trees, the Oracle City is as warm as spring, and even the small lake will not freeze.
Eiffel tightened her laminated cloak. The cold made her shrink her neck cutely, and she hid her head in the hood. Only half of her face and a small mouth were exposed, and she breathed out puffs of white air.
The agility of the elf is fully demonstrated in her. Although the tightly wrapped cloak greatly restricted her freedom of movement, she still jumped from one boulder to another with great lightness, or walked quickly through the forest with extremely fine steps. With her keen sense of spirit, she always Able to avoid stone crevices and tree holes under the snow.
In fact, she could run faster, but it was obvious that Eiffel would rather choose this extremely tiring running method than open a crack in her cloak and let the cold air directly contact her skin.
The sound of gurgling water suddenly attracted her attention. Eiffel quickly changed direction and soon stood in front of a small stream. This is one of the few unfrozen water sources in the mountains in winter. There is geothermal heat passing through the depths of the soil. Although it is not yet a hot spring, it is enough to ensure the smooth flow of clear water in this cold season.
The impurity-free stream rippled like flowers blooming. Unknown small animals rushed ashore due to the scent of outsiders, and quickly got into the bushes covered with residual snow. Even the elves could not see its appearance clearly. . Breathing the moist air by the water, Eiffel stopped happily. She wanted to cleanse herself. She had been running alone in the forest for a day and a night, even if she only washed her hands and face. But the biting cold wind made her reluctant to stretch out her cloak with even a finger.
Eiffel finally squatted down hesitantly. Tentatively, he put a finger into the stream. Her body froze in an instant, and there was no blood on her face!
She jumped back like lightning. Then he wrapped himself more tightly in the cloak, trembling unceasingly.
Suddenly, there was a hint of warmth in the wind that hit her. The warmth was warm and peaceful. In the blink of an eye, it penetrated into Effie's skin and merged into her blood, driving away the chill all over her body.
"Pure Elf, why are you going out in this weather? The cold north is not suitable for elves to live."
Eiffel turned around and saw a tall middle-aged man standing not far away, looking at her with a smile. In this cold weather, he only wore a thin white robe, but he did not shrink at all. The most eye-catching thing was that he wore a pair of shackles on his hands. Now there is a faint magical light between his two palms, and the warm wind just came from his hands.
Eiffel stretched her body and felt much better. The warm wind kept swirling around her, keeping out the severe cold in the north.
Then she remembered that she had not answered the other party's question, and immediately said: "This is part of my job! Otherwise, I would not be willing to leave the City of Oracle. Thank you, my name is Eiffel."
"Constantine."
Eiffel looked at Constantine up and down and asked: "Why are you wearing shackles? Although it looks like a good thing, it definitely restricts movement."
Constantine smiled and said: "The purpose of this pair of shackles of faith is to test whether the wearer's faith in the Supreme God is pious. Apart from that, it has no other use. According to the secular view, it is the same as the elf on your back. The King’s Bow is far behind.”
Eiffel frowned and said: "This bow is very troublesome to use. I would rather use an ordinary magic long bow. By the way, Mr. Constantine, why did you go deep into the barren mountains alone?"
"The winter in the north is particularly cold this year, and I smell the restless breath of the beasts. I heard that a new elf city was built nearby. I was afraid that the orcs in the Central Mountains would have a large-scale massacre, so I came over to take a look. "
Mayfair looked into Constantine's eyes, and her clear gaze seemed to be penetrating: "Mr. Constantine, why do I feel that this is not the only reason why you are here?"
Constantine's smile remained unchanged. He originally wanted to spread the faith of the Supreme God in the north, but a very powerful person appeared over there, and I couldn't beat her. So... I made a temporary decision to investigate the orc activities in the Central Mountains. "
"You mean, did you run away?"
Constantine said without blushing or heartbeat: "Significant death is not what a wise man does. Only by preserving the body can we continue to spread the glory of the Supreme God. Miss Eiffel, what is your job? Why do you want to do this? Running around in such a cold winter?”
"I am looking for three thieves. I will look for them around the Oracle City every few days. When I am not catching thieves, I will clean the Temple of the Divine Envoy. If the Divine Envoy comes back, I will go to bed with him.
Constantine was slightly surprised by Eiffel's answer. His eyes lit up with colorful mist, and he glanced at Eiffel up and down.
Feier said it again, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she praised loudly: "Miss Eiffel, you are so holy! People like you should return to the faith of the Supreme God to achieve the rare purity! That's it, Miss Eiffel, I will definitely pass on the glory of the Supreme God to you."
"All elves believe in Hilo. And according to your human standards, you should think that I am very bad." Eiffel did not appreciate it.
Constantine said sternly: "Whether it is holy or not, it only depends on whether the soul is noble. The brilliance of Miss Eiffel's soul is the most gentle and holy among the people I have ever seen. I don't care what the worldly people think. I only believe in my own. Eyes. Miss Eiffel, Shiloh’s belief is completely incomparable to that of the Supreme God.”
"How do you know that Shiloh is not as good as the Supreme God? Since you only believe in your own eyes, have you ever seen Shiloh and the Supreme God?"
Constantine was silent for a moment. He suddenly said solemnly: "I have never seen Shiloh, but the Supreme God... How to describe it? During a meditation, I once saw the Supreme God with my own eyes... You can't imagine what I saw, and you can't understand me. Sadness and joy. At that time... what I saw was light, the purest light! The vastest light! What I saw was only light!"
"It sounds better than Shiloh, but I'm not interested." Effie did not question the feasibility of his words. He just jumped up and ran towards the direction of the Oracle City.
"Wait!" Constantine tried to stop her, but found that his efforts were in vain. In desperation, he could only follow Eiffel step by step, while earnestly instilling the teachings of the Supreme God into her, trying to lure this pure elf who was deceived by Hilo. Return to the Holy Light of the Most High God.
Eiffel finally couldn't stand the endless preaching sound in her ears and said angrily: "How long are you going to follow me?"
"Until you surrender to the Supreme God!"
"That's impossible!" Eiffel replied resolutely.
Constantine frowned, and there was really nothing he could do against this elf. He suddenly smiled. If you can see the glory of the Supreme God with your own eyes, what can you say? "
"I only believe in what I see!"
That's it! I will teach you meditation, and all the sacred magic I know! With the purity of your soul, when you practice to a certain level, you will definitely see the Supreme God! You can't go back on your word then. "Constantine's eyes shone.
Eiffel sighed, and finally surrendered to Constantine's hard work: learn. "
"You didn't lie to me, did you?" The turning point came a bit suddenly, and Constantine even didn't believe that his luck would suddenly improve.
"I never lie." Eiffel said calmly, but what she was thinking in her heart was: "I just misled..."
"Constantine, I will find you a place to live in the City of Oracles. After I finish my daily work, I will come to learn meditation and sacred magic from you."
Starting today, you have to meditate from morning to night! I'll do your work for you! "Constantine replied firmly.
Eiffel raised her eyebrows, snorted, and said nothing. When Constantine saw the magnificent Temple of the Divine Envoy, he regretted it, and it was too late.
The pure elf woman and the devout ascetic walked through the mountains and forests, quickly rushing towards the city of the oracle.
"Constantine, it seems that the Church of Light has never spent so much time recruiting a believer like you. With your method, I doubt you can recruit many believers in your lifetime."
"One honest person is worth thousands of believers with shaky beliefs! The Church of Light did recruit many believers, but it caused the believers to deviate from the glory of the Supreme God. They can recruit a large number of blind believers, but There may not be even one truly honest person in a year!" Constantine's words revealed deep disappointment.
"It sounds like you have something to do with the Church of Light! Spy?"
"Of course I'm not a spy! But I do have a relationship with the Church of Light, a very deep relationship..." Constantine smiled bitterly... He is... the new cardinal of the Church of Light. "
"You have great status! But don't remember your noble status when cleaning the room."
Tiffany, the capital of the Delaware Empire, has an important geographical location. A few hundred kilometers southeast of it is the famous seaport city of Ludan. To the south is an alluvial plain rich in products and food. A road winds to the alliance of principalities in the north. This highway will continue north after passing through the territory of the Principality Alliance, connecting the Babylonian Empire.
The Delawares are brave and fervent, and they have profound attainments in architecture, art, and magic. However, due to the limited population, there are not many armies in the empire, and there are only more than 50,000 soldiers who can conquer the country. Originally, these troops could be said to be enough to fight against the Tidal Legion, but the empire never expected that Rogge would double his troops at once, and they would all go out without reservation!
Behind the imperial army, there is also an unprecedented number of strong men led by ***. With the combined efforts of all the strong men, the defenses of the Delaware cities would be destroyed before the war began. In the ensuing war, the Delaware Army, which was on the defensive side of the city, lost its geographical advantage. The personal quality of the soldiers was not as good as the elite Tide Warriors of the Empire, and the number was also far insufficient. The rest will naturally only be massacred.
The Delaware Empire did not expect Rogge's march to be so amazing at first. Therefore, the imperial army's traditional occupation, prevention, and pacification tasks were omitted by massacres of cities wherever they went. After massacring a city, the army would obtain supplies on the spot instead of maintaining long supply lines. Therefore, after each battle, Rogge's army only needs to rest for one night and can resume operations the next day.
to advance to the next goal.
The speed at which the two bloody flags moved across the ground exceeded the military common sense of many generals in the Delaware Empire.
Eliminating all the Delaware's scouts is an easy task for the strong men. Therefore, in the early days of the war, the battle on the front line seemed to be shrouded in fog for the Delawares. The generals followed the safest course and sent out large numbers of reconnaissance cavalry. Of course, the result can only be the loss of these best cavalry. Later, the war situation became increasingly clear, and the Delawares also knew that Rogge's supplies were very fragile as he went deep alone. As a result, the generals made another mistake. They sent thousands of people to try to bypass the Imperial Army and cut off the Imperial Army's supply lines. However, what the generals didn't know was that there were two giant dragons flying in the sky.
Therefore, waiting for the 3,000 troops to attack the supply line were 30,000 Are soldiers led by Bauhinia Butterfly.
Rogge, who is used to seeing killing and death, will maximize his opponent's determination to die before every battle, so as to make the harvested souls stronger. He will personally fight in every battle, and the strong men will also take turns to appear. Except for Hughes, who was hard at work, the other strong men were invincible. Even if you are a strong man in the holy realm, the amount of killing you can cause on the battlefield is actually very limited. But each time only the Delaware army organized a defensive formation. Rogge and the strong men will rush in head-on. Whether it is a spear square formation that is good for defense, or a triangle formation or a cross formation used for charging, the two back and forth of the strong men will cause chaos. The real harvesting was accomplished by hundreds of murderous heavy and light infantrymen following behind them.
It was not until this evening, when he stood under the city of Tiffany, the capital of the Delaware Empire, that Rogge was temporarily freed from the killing and bloodshed, and was able to calmly appreciate this city that was as famous as Richelieu.
The city of Tiffany originally had a population of 300,000, but thousands of civilians joined the empire because they were driven away by Rogge's bloody double flags. According to Wallace's estimation, there are currently 800,000 people in Tiffany City, but the regular garrison is less than 30,000. This is the result of Delaware abandoning the defense of several small cities outside.
Even if there are many strong men, this battle is not easy to fight. Wallace frowned and came to a conclusion in his mind.
He and Roger stood under the city of Tiffany together, but Wallace was studying Tiffany's city defense, while Roger was just admiring Tiffany's beauty.
Tiffany under the setting sun is not just a prosperous imperial city, it looks more like a work of art that coexists with exquisiteness and grandeur. Richelieu is known as the city of water and islands, while Tiffany is known for its unique temperament. Her outer wall is not square like other city defenses, but is built in arc-shaped sections. On the nearly 30-meter-high city wall, except for the arcs at the bottom two ends, the three floors above will be like swifts. Like extended wingtips, light and agile platforms emerged.
At the four corners of Tiffany's, there is an arc-shaped spire that tilts outward. The nearly one-meter spire on the spire seems to be entirely made of crystal. The crystal lights up and darkens, flashing indigo, dark red, and bright yellow respectively. of light. The last spire is made of pure black crystal, and it seems to be a light that wants to swallow everything. Three giants with bent backs are carved on the base of each spire. They carry the huge curved spire on their backs full of power and beauty.
Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Tiffany is like a gorgeous piece of jewelry, with each arc reflecting a different brilliance.
Although I have heard various rumors about Tiffany before, no matter how gorgeous the rhetoric is, I can't fully reveal Tiffany's charm.
"Lord Rogge, we need to rest for two days in order to build siege equipment. Also, the Delaware Emperor's Chamber has refused to surrender. Do we want to raise the bloody double flags?"
"How many people have been killed already?" Rogge asked.
Wallace silently calculated in his mind that it should be between 850,000 and 900,000. "
Roger snorted, only killing one of the Delawares, not too many. The two bloody flags... There is no need to raise them in this battle, lest they arouse the desire of the people in the city to fight to the death. Eight hundred thousand desperate people are by no means that easy to deal with. Wallace, what happens if we can't capture Tiffany? "
Wallace was stunned and replied: "Based on the supply situation of our army, if Tiffany cannot be captured, maybe only a few thousand people from the army can return to the empire. Originally, the population of Tiffany suddenly increased several times, and we As long as the water source entering the city is controlled, the city will be destroyed in less than a month. But now, our army's supplies are only enough to last for seven days. If we delay, it will be disadvantageous for us. "
"What a beautiful city. I can't bear to let it get stained with too much blood!" Rogge suddenly smiled and sighed: "Eight hundred thousand people! It takes a lot of time to kill them!"
Wallace asked in astonishment: "But, won't the red flags not be raised in this battle?"
Rogge replied calmly: "Raising the flag will inevitably massacre the city, but not raising the flag does not mean that the city will not be massacred. Let's prepare for the siege. We may also pay a high price for this battle, but the final winner will only be Us. Because the Goddess is with us."
It was late at night, and there was silence in the imperial army camp. Only the neat and heavy footsteps of the silent soldiers patrolling the camp echoed in the night sky.
In a separate tent, Mei was wiping her weapon under the bed. In front of her, more than twenty sharp blades of various kinds were lined up. The shortest one was only six centimeters, and the long one was only twenty centimeters. And the bladed whip was also opened and laid flat on the ground.
A green crystal on the handle of the bladed whip suddenly lit up. Mei took the bladed whip, covered the handle with her hands, chanted a spell in a low voice, and then pulled it with both hands.
There was a soft click, and the handle of the bladed whip was suddenly stretched. A piece of carefully polished turquoise natural crystal about ten centimeters was pulled out from the whip handle.
The natural crystal had some life at this moment, and a piece of very light text emerged from the surface of the crystal. Mei looked at it for a while, with a look that seemed both happy and worried at the tip of her eyebrows.
She sighed softly, ran her hand over the surface of the crystal, and erased the words on it.
The natural crystal returned to its dim light, and it slowly retracted into the whip handle.
Mei stood up and quickly took off all her clothes. In the blink of an eye, her long and alluring body was completely exposed to the cold air. Her smooth and delicate female body was like a white jade sculpture, with the light brown gold flashing like satin. Like a lustrous body, the soft waist gathered into a thrilling slender arc, tremblingly supporting the plump body, with a hint of rose at the top like a bud about to bloom.
Mei took out a piece of black silk, flicked her wrist, and the black silk suddenly opened and flew around Mei for several weeks as if it was alive. Then with a soft popping sound, the black silk tightly wrapped Mei's body and turned into a A black tights.
She tapped her toes lightly on the ground, and two of the short blades placed on the ground jumped up and fell into her left and right hands. The short blade suddenly softened, like two thin metal snakes, and slowly swam from her palm into the black color that almost melted into Rose's skin.
Mei's figure gradually faded away, and if one observed carefully from a close distance, one could only see a rough outline of her. She quietly left the camp and blended into the night.
After a while, in a small forest a few miles away from the imperial camp, Mei's figure slowly appeared. She walked silently and slowly through the woods.
In a clearing in the forest, a tall figure stood, seemingly waiting for her. (Quanben Novel Network www.qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo.com)