In total, Schild City has been trapped for five days. w_w_w.quan_ben.c_o_m
Even Rogge was a little surprised that Schild City could sustain it for so long. However, the intelligence coming back every morning showed that Shild City was still standing under the attack of the Serkeli people. Rogge immediately decided to turn the army and direct his troops towards the Bolton Pass between the Empire and the Principality of Serkeli. As long as this mountain pass is captured, the Sekelai people's retreat can be cut off. Then they attacked from behind, echoing the city of Schild, forming an encirclement. At that time, all the main forces of the Serkeli Principality can be annihilated in one battle.
Although Rogge led only 10,000 troops this time, not as many as Serkeli, they were all elite soldiers and there were many strong men in the formation. In addition, since the Sekelai people have been unable to attack Shild City for a long time, their morale will inevitably be low and their supplies will become increasingly difficult. If they cannot win this battle, Rogge will no longer need to mess around.
But, how does Schild City support it
After the floating city flew away, Rogge suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. In the past, due to the existence of giant dragons and many powerful men, the battlefield of thousands of miles seemed completely transparent in front of him. The small group of reconnaissance cavalry naturally has strong men to deal with it, and if the enemy's large group of people comes to sneak attack, it will always come and go.
Although he can still know the enemy's movements on the battlefield, he no longer has the calmness and control over everything that he once had.
Rogge had just made the battle plan, and then came news that shocked him. Due to excessive losses in the siege of Schilde City, the Serkeli people actually withdrew their troops! Rogge immediately marched all his troops towards the Bolton Pass, hoping to intercept the Serkelis army before they retreated to the principality's territory.
Fatty now has full wings, and he has the Asrophek Empire as his support. Therefore, his war philosophy at this moment is quite similar to that of Henman, a great scholar who specializes in politics between great powers. Henman is most famous for his naked advocacy of great power violence, claiming that only a bigger war can stop war. Therefore, in order to prevent being violated, a country must retaliate wildly for every violation. Some scholars from rival schools once summed up his ideas in two sentences: If someone bites me, I will kill the whole family. Henman burst out laughing after hearing this. Even saying these two sentences completely represented the essence of his theory.
Fatty could endure a temporary defeat, and even endure the Serklei people capturing Shild, but he could not tolerate the incoming enemy troops leaving alive. Although it was the Asrophek Empire that started the war.
After a day and night of rapid marching, the imperial army finally occupied Bolton Pass before the Serkeli people and built simple fortifications.
The gray Bourton Mountains wind and twist, rushing from south to north, and suddenly stop in front of the red soil wasteland. The sunset is like blood. The towering cliffs of the mountain pass come face to face, and the howling north wind makes people unsteady. There was a sense of solemnity between heaven and earth.
Rogli is on the top of the mountain, looking into the distance. As red smoke began to rise on the horizon, he couldn't help but grin.
At this moment, there was a carnival in the city of Silton.
As soon as the Serkeli people laid siege to the city, Johnstone, the veteran defender of the city, knew that he could not defend Silton City with only three thousand weak troops. However, the people of the Northland have a tough temperament, and Silton City has always been a gathering place for many adventurers, mercenaries and even criminals. Therefore, he made a decisive decision, immediately opened the warehouse, and used a lot of gold coins to recruit adventurers to help defend the city. Johnstone was also a natural agitator. He did not mention the tragic ending after the city was defeated, but connected the city's destruction with the dignity of northern men.
The old general's speech was short and powerful, and always ended with a shout: Are you a man? ! Then send those bastards of Sekelai back to their hometown!
In just half a day, almost all the adult men in Silton City were assigned a weapon and simple armor, and then climbed onto the city wall.
Once the fighting begins, the ferocity flowing through the men's veins in the Northland is completely ignited! Above and below the city, the sound of killing shook the sky, and rivers of blood flowed. Everyone is red-eyed and can only fight to the death without retreating! After arriving, not only were there brave warriors at the top of the city, but some women whose husbands and sons had died also turned into lionesses, pounced and bit their enemies!
When the Serkleites retreated, the city of Silton burst into cheers. Many men did not bother to bandage the wounds that were still bleeding, nor did they care about the women around them who had been fighting for many days. They opened their pants and urinated in the direction where the Serkeli people were retreating. Only this most vulgar way can express the happiness in their hearts.
After the battle, Johnstone not only cashed in all the bounties, but also prepared a large amount of spirits for the meritorious adventurers to drink freely. And he himself was busy caring for the imperial soldiers who died in the battle. Johnstone knew that he had seriously violated imperial regulations by opening the treasury without permission. If he fell into the hands of Rogge, who was always strict about crimes, he would be dead. Therefore, the old general simply committed a foul to the end, hoping to get all the pensions for all the soldiers who died in the battle before Rogge returned to the army. Although the soldiers Rogge left him were all from the Principality of Are, Johnstone was a real soldier. In the past few days, While fighting side by side, he had already treated these soldiers as his own sons and loved them.
So these nights, sadness and revelry coexist in Silton.
Amidst the squeaking and harsh sound of metal friction, the weather-beaten copper-clad door of the "Sword Coast" tavern was opened, and a cold wind howled into the tavern. However, the heat was rising in the tavern, and the atmosphere was lively. The drinkers, whose faces were flushed from drinking, were aroused by the cold wind and shouted happily.
Entering the door was a beautiful and proud female warrior. She was dressed in scarlet warrior uniform, covered with light blue light armor inlaid with various gemstones, and hanging on her waist was a gorgeous and resplendent long sword. As soon as the female warrior appeared, whistles and screams filled the tavern.
For adventurers who live a life of licking blood, armor studded with gems is the worst defense, and flashy weapons are just toys for nobles. If the time and place were different, this kind of woman covered with valuable decorations would be a good prey in their eyes. However, at the moment, absolutely no reckless guy dares to come up and do anything, not even the thought of pretending to be crazy while drinking. No.
These days, the female warrior has been fighting side by side with them at the top of the city. Most people here have seen her power. Even in the most brutal place of fighting, the female swordsman looked calm, as if she was walking in her own garden. Her sword skills are simple and unpretentious, but they are also the most direct and effective. You can see the clear trick in every slash, but it only takes one strike to kill the enemy.
Although this rose is beautiful, it is thorny, and every thorn is deadly.
Another factor that prevents these drinkers from messing around is the one-eyed boss Kebitian. During the city defense war, this always low-key tavern owner did not know what kind of feelings were touched, and he recalled the happy times when he was killing people and setting fires. So he casually picked up a tomahawk, went to the top of the city with his upper body naked!
When the one-eyed dragon saw the blood, he was so excited that the scars all over his body shone red! The huge battle ax circled and danced in his hand like a light butterfly. Unlike the majestic female warrior on the other wall, Corbetian never kills the enemy with one axe. As his ax whirled, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Almost every enemy would be slashed by thirty or fifty axes in an instant, and then his throat would be sealed with one axe.
After this battle, those drunkards who had caused trouble in Wine Bay would often wake up from nightmares.
The female warrior passed through the crowded wine tables and walked directly to the bar. The adventurers immediately gave her a wide path. No one dared to pat her pert buttocks. The cost of offending her would be at least an arm, and most likely his life.
She stood still in front of the bar, with the corners of her lips slightly curved proudly, staring at the one-eyed boss provocatively. Corbetian was busy instructing the only two maids to count the bottles of wine that the adventurers had drunk, so that he could ask Johnstone for the wine money later. As for the female warrior in front of the bar, he just pretended that he didn't see such a person.
The female warrior tapped her fingers on the bar and smiled: "Kobidian, the more you pretend that you can't see me, the more guilty you appear!"
The tavern owner snorted reluctantly, staring at the female warrior with a ferocious light in his one eye: "Londini! You don't want to be your princess at ease, and you don't even have a gopher here when you have nothing to do." What are you doing in the red earth wasteland?"
Lentini's smile became more and more beautiful. Twenty years ago, she knew that the more ferocious the one-eyed dragon looked, the more guilty she felt inside. She smiled and said: "I never expected that the all-powerful Corbetian would open a tavern in this small town. Are you planning to do a big business again? How many years has this tavern been opened? ?”
Corbetian has been laughing for fifteen years. "
Lentini was startled, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She asked in disbelief: "Could it be that...after that incident, you have been hiding here and opening a tavern?"
The one-eyed dragon's expression darkened, and he sighed. The serious and fierce light disappeared, leaving only endless loneliness. He glanced at Lentini and said calmly: "Since you are able to find yourself here, you must have something to say. If you have something to say, say it quickly and leave as soon as possible. Of course, don't forget to pay for the drink."
Lentini suddenly said: "I want to go to the south."
Corbetian's face changed slightly and he went to go alone. What does it have to do with me? "
"You only failed once, but you actually hid and opened a tavern for fifteen years! You have followed Mr. de Klerk for so long. Why didn't you learn any of Mr. de Klerk's perseverance? Are you so afraid of Prossi? Si?"
The tavern owner's single eye flashed sharply, and then fell silent again. He said calmly: "You were still young at that time, and you didn't know many things that happened back then. But everything has passed, and now I like to be a quiet little boss. In the teacher's flute, you and Prosci Si's talent is the highest, and he has created his own unique sword skills. This time you are suddenly determined to go south, are you sure you can restrain his starry sky fighting spirit?"
Lentini shook her head and found no good solution. But I heard that he gave Biluo Xingkong to a young disciple, and the sword appeared here. So I rushed here immediately to see if I could snatch Biluo Xingkong. With Biluo Xingkong, Prosis may not be my opponent! In addition, I heard that the magic solver Nakba is living in seclusion here. I want him to see if there is anything that can be improved on this Lanfeng. "
Corbetian shook his head. Luo Xingkong had indeed appeared here. The person who took it was a very young girl, who seemed to be a disciple of Prosis. But what I didn't expect was that she also had the power of the Holy Realm. Rosis was really a genius. He could teach such a young Holy Realm disciple! But you'd better not take advantage of Biluo Xingkong. I heard that the girl is from Prince Rogge of the Asrofic Empire. That guy is not someone we can afford to offend. As for Nakba, he is dead. "
"Dead?" Lentini frowned and sighed: "Forget it, just die. Anyway, my Lanfeng is very easy to use. Rogge is the one holding the bloody double flags and attacking all the way. Tiffany's guy? I heard that his young guy's style is fierce and vicious, which suits me very well. But as long as you help me, why should he stop me from grabbing the blue sky? "
Corbetian sighed: "I still want to live for two more years, and I don't want to be an enemy of at least five strong men from the Holy Realm behind him. Don't come to me for this kind of obvious death."
"Five Saints! Are the rumors about the floating city and the dragon true?"
"That doesn't matter anymore, does it?"
Lentini looked at Cobytian fiercely, and suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, I will no longer think about the blue sky. But you have to accompany me to the south."
Corbetian sighed. A woman who loves and hates is really terrible! After all these years, you still want to kill him. But I am almost fifty, and now I just want to save more money and find a quiet place to retire. Besides, I haven't wielded a sword in many years, and I don't want to do it again. My martial arts skills have deteriorated so much that I really can't help you. "
Lentini's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she said angrily: "You have always been like this. You don't dare to do anything, you don't dare to take responsibility, and you don't fight for anything. That's why you can't compare to Prosis in everything! Didn't you say no more? Do you want to use the sword, then what is this?"
She slammed her fist onto the thick oak bar!
The entire bar was instantly covered with cracks and fine lines, and then shattered into countless irregular small wooden pieces with a crash. With a clang, a rough giant sword with a red copper sheath fell to the ground.
The giant sword was made of unknown metal and craftsmanship. When it came into contact with the bluestone ground, it sounded like a bell, resounding throughout the tavern and suppressing all the noise. All the drinkers were silent for a moment, and all looked at the two of them. But they only saw Lentini and Corbetian staring at each other, occasionally moving their lips, but nothing they said was heard. The drinkers looked at each other, and then saw Lentini turning her head expressionlessly, her eyes scanning the whole place, and her right hand touched the hilt of the sword intentionally or unintentionally.
Everyone immediately resumed their previous actions, drinking, chatting, and teasing the maid, and the tavern was once again flooded with noise.
Looking at the giant sword that fell to the ground, Kobetian's expression changed rapidly, and his one eye looked a little ferocious under the beating eyes.
"If you help me kill Prosis, I will marry you." Lentini's faint words were like a heavy hammer, which made Cobytian shaken.
At this time, the door of the tavern was suddenly pushed open violently, and a young man who looked extremely excited rushed straight in front of Corbetian. He noticed the mess on the ground, but was too excited to pay attention to it. He only said to Cobytian: "Uncle! Don't you know yet? Sir Rogge wiped out all the fleeing Serkeli people. At this moment, the army has entered I will go to the military camp early in the morning to see if the prince's army is recruiting new soldiers! If I am lucky enough to be selected into Prince Rogge's guard, that would be great! "
Corbetian patted the young man's shoulder hard, almost knocking him to the ground, and then said with a smile: "Going to the battlefield is no joke. You are still a little green now." "
The young man's face turned red and he argued: 'I am already eighteen years old! Moreover, I also participated in the defense of the city and killed two Serkleis! "
Corbetian shook his head helplessly and changed the subject: "Has Lord Rogge already entered the city? How many prisoners has he brought back?"
"Prisoners?" the young man said with some confusion, "I didn't see any prisoners!"
Lentini and Corbetian looked at each other, their expressions changing slightly. Sword Master Feng Lan let out a long sigh and sighed to Cobytian: "This little guy... is really ruthless. It seems you are right, it is better not to provoke him less. What do you think, come to the south with me? ?”
Corbetian picked up the giant sword on the ground and stroked it gently with his hand, his expression unclear.
At this moment, at the headquarters of the Tide Legion, Rogge was sitting high in the meeting hall, his face gloomy, his eyes closed and silent. In fact, he was extremely angry at Johnstone's insistence. His plan to attack Tiffany with all his strength, which he had pushed through despite all objections, now looking back, actually had many loopholes.
With a sparse population and a small number of troops, the Principality of Serkeli dared to send out an overwhelming force to attack Rogge's back and besiege the city of Hilde, which was equivalent to giving Rogge a slap in the face. Johnstone opened up his arsenal and recruited mercenaries to defend Schilde City. In the eyes of those who knew the situation, it was undoubtedly a slap on the left face of Rogge who was wielding imperial regulations.
But at this time in Schild City, and even among the troops brought by Rogge from the Principality of Are, Johnstone's prestige had reached its peak. If Rogge wanted to deal with him now, it might trigger a mutiny.
There were faint footsteps outside the hall. Rogge sat upright, put away his gloomy face, and put on the brightest smile. After a while, almost all of Rogge's important subordinates had arrived and were lined up on both sides of the meeting hall.
"What is this for?" Rogge frowned. He jumped up from the ground and trotted all the way to Johnstone. He helped the veteran, whose temples were stained with frost, pick up the rank insignias on the ground one by one, and carefully pinned them to his uniform. When Johnstone was wearing the insignia representing the military rank, Rogge stopped. He looked at the brass badge decorated with three long swords and represented the colonel, and then crumpled it into a ball of scrap copper. On the side, he then said loudly: "How can the hero of our Tide Legion be just a colonel? From now on, it is the major general of the empire who will engrave a draft document and ask for credit from the emperor for General Johnstone!"
Johnstone was extremely surprised. He knew that he was not on good terms with Rogge and had offended him before going to the expedition. Therefore, he originally welcomed Rogge with a death wish. But who would have thought that not only would he not be punished, but he would be promoted
"Lord Rogge! Thank you for your appreciation, but I have violated the imperial rules after all..." Old Johnstone is a very upright soldier.
Rogge laughed for a while and hugged the old general's shoulders affectionately. Was it against imperial regulations? I do not know how? Haha, don’t worry, I am the one explaining the imperial rules here. I feel ashamed. I didn’t expect the Serkeli people to dare to outflank the retreat. It seems that I have to ask you for more advice on the battle. The battle is now at the beginning. Determined, I will leave you five thousand warriors to defend Shild. I will return to the imperial capital tomorrow. After you have arranged the defense of Shield City, I will grant you a month's vacation. Take the time to go back and see your family! By the way, we should hold a grand cocktail party tonight to celebrate our hero becoming a general of the empire! "
Johnstone's heart finally stirred. He paid for it himself, and perhaps he really viewed the young prince with a prejudice in the past.
At this moment, Rogge's smile suddenly solidified. He raised his head and sniffed the air.
"Someone sneaked into the courtyard." Androni said leisurely, leaning against the stone pillar.
"This little guy's sneaking skills are pretty good, but it's a pity that he has a bit of murderous intent and he just can't keep his temper!" Hughes sighed with emotion.
"Two guards just died. This guy is very skilled." Rogge said.
Androni said lazily: "He unexpectedly attacked from the main entrance, which is quite clever! He probably wanted to use arrows."
Rogge laughed and directed it at me. But it would be too naive to want to kill me like this, right? "
Androni's hand is on the blue sky. After he takes action, I'll intercept him again! "
All the officers in the hall were confused after listening to the conversation between the three people, and had no idea what they were referring to. Only Mei's face turned pale for a moment, and then returned to normal. However, these slight changes did not escape Rogge's sharp eyes.
A gust of breeze entered the hall through the crack in the door of the chamber. What floated in with the wind was a strange long arrow that was almost half a mile long and as thin as silk, or it would be more appropriate to call it a needle.
Its target was Johnstone's back, but Rogge had no doubt that with its penetrating power, it could easily pass through the old general's body and then get into his own body.
The fat man pulled Johnstone aside, then stretched out his hand to grab it, easily holding the silky long arrow between his two fingers. The black energy on the arrow quickly infected Rogge's fingers as if it was alive. The fat man smiled faintly and twisted the thin arrow with two fingers. The thin arrow was crushed into pieces, and the black air on his fingertips quickly faded away.
Although the poison on the arrow was extremely powerful, any poison that could not kill a giant dragon would not be able to kill the fat man.
At some point, Androni disappeared from the hall.
A brilliant blue light strip suddenly flashed in the night sky outside the window, and then a faint groan came.
Mei's face turned completely white, but she bit her lips gently to add a little blood to her gray lips, and then her complexion returned to normal.
Androni quietly slipped in from the window and threw a tall man dressed in black in her hand to the ground. Rogge stepped forward and kicked the man over. When he saw the man's face clearly, he was startled for a moment, and then burst into laughter.
The fat man squatted down and patted the man's unusually handsome face with his hand. His smile was as warm as the spring breeze: "Isn't this Master Lei Luo? If I remember correctly, you are a great poet, an excellent lurker, An outstanding killer and the dream lover of girls in the entire empire! Why did such a great mission suddenly fall to this level? Hehe, hehe, haha! Is there any special reason for you to act so rashly? It doesn't matter, I'm going to the imperial capital now. The road is long and we have plenty of time to talk carefully."
Lei Luo groaned a few times, but couldn't say anything. Several crystal stars would pop out from almost every joint on his body from time to time. Under the erosion of the extremely vicious Starry Sky Dou Qi, Lei Luo tried his best, but he could only hold on and not faint. From a purely trapping point of view, only the top-level magic confinement technique can be better than the starry sky fighting spirit. For those who are trapped in the fighting energy of the stars for a slightly longer period of time, all aspects of their body functions will be greatly damaged. Of course, neither Androni nor Rogge would worry about Lei Luo's health.
In front of the proud fat man, Lei Luo was already determined to kill the thief and was unable to save himself. Mei's expressionless face suddenly appeared in the corner of his eye. Her skin color has always been very fair, but in the past it was a shining white, and now it is sickly pale.
Lei Luo felt anxious and painful, and finally fainted.
The sky in Richelieu was gloomy and heavy, and large tracts of snowflakes were falling in the sky. This fashion was in the afternoon, and what little light there should have been was blocked by extremely thick lead clouds. Both the streets and the residents were lit up with various lighting sources one after another. Under the gloomy sky above the city, it seemed like morning and dusk were reversed.
Imperial Prime Minister Straw opened the window of his study. The cold wind and icy snowflakes that hit his face made him sober, but it could not alleviate the uneasiness and irritability deep in his heart. In the past six months, there has been a lot more white on his head, and his face has gradually lost its look. He still holds the power of the empire, and the power in his hands is still strong. After making timely decisions and abandoning his past allies, Cloud City and Frederick, he still remains erect in the political arena of the empire.
But he knew that deep cracks had appeared in the foundation of the power building he had worked so hard for so many years. Straw was originally the most brilliant architect in the building of power, but now he finally felt powerless.
Every battle report coming from the southeastern front affected his nerves. The mysterious floating city, the legendary dragon, and the fluttering bloody flags all reminded him that the fat man who walked out of the mountains and relied on betrayal and betrayal had now grown into a monster in the imperial political arena. This is an opponent that must be taken seriously, rather than a little person who can be manipulated at will.
The floating city and the gap in the abyss, these two terms do not linger in Straw's mind. He suddenly felt a severe headache. In the eyes of gods and demons, human beings may be as insignificant as ants. The conspiracies carried out by ants with extremely high intelligence are just ridiculous and ridiculous tricks in the eyes of these beings above the world.
So, Straw secretly thought, was he overestimating his abilities in trying to use the power of the Abyss Demon
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the butler who had served Straw for many years walked into the study and reported: "Sir, Chief Steward Sarah Winger wants to see you! He is already waiting for you in the living room."
Straw was shocked in his heart, but his face remained calm and he said calmly: "I'll be there right away."
In the living room, the old steward's cloudy and dull eyes looked at Straw without any expression. Under this gaze, the elegant and calm smile that the Imperial Prime Minister was proud of slowly disappeared.
"Lord Straw, your Prime Minister's Palace seems to be not very clean recently!" The old manager finally spoke. There was a biting wind in his feeble voice, which penetrated into the depths of Straw's heart and almost froze. His internal organs.
"Master Steward, I don't quite understand what you mean." Straw forced a smile.
The old steward sighed: "Lord Straw, my meaning is already very clear, very clear. But I can say it more clearly. If one day, a few Baator demons suddenly run out of the imperial capital, I am afraid everyone will be very confused. Difficult to handle.”
Snapped! The teacup in Straw's hand shattered on the ground.
The old steward sighed: "Once something is done, you have to pay the corresponding price, whether you are willing or not. Lord Straw, you have always been the pillar of the empire. You must have considered these before making a decision. Compared with the past There are ways to deal with it. It’s just that I’m old, and old people always like to be wordy. I still want to ask you, do you need me to help you think of a solution on this matter? "
Straw's hands were shaking very badly. He looked up at the roof, obviously very difficult to make a decision.
After a long silence, he finally gritted his teeth and said, "I can handle this little matter myself, so I won't bother the manager."
Sarah Winger nodded and sighed: "Lord Straw... don't make a bigger mistake just to make up for one mistake!"
After seeing off the old manager, Straw returned to the study alone.
He suddenly fell down in the sand, his face haggard, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. (Quanben Novel Network www.QuAnBen-XIaoShuo.com)