Godelie escaped, and she fled without leaving the Holy Roman Empire's 500,000 troops. As the War Supervisor representing the Holy See, her behavior was dereliction of duty.
"Unfortunately, she escaped after all!" Ron sighed, full of regrets in his heart, this time he really didn't do it on purpose, and no one thought that Godelie had a scroll to return to the city.
"Now it's your turn!" Ron's eyes were fixed, and his eyes were full of brilliance. Like the commander-in-chief of a thousand armies, he led the skeleton kingdom to start a counterattack.
"Those guys are at it again!"
"Quickly block..."
"I can't stop it, let's run away..."
The saint fled, and the morale of the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire plummeted. They had no fighting spirit, and they were defeated with just one contact.
"Let's chase! Kill these lackeys of the Holy Roman Empire!" How could Juliana miss this opportunity, she commanded the Ebian rebels to launch a crazy counterattack against the Holy Roman Empire army.
Wearing all kinds of clothes, the Ebian rebels and armed civilians who looked like beggars rushed out of the hidden tunnels in the dark city and joined the pursuing army.
The necromancers of the Scourge Church gathered together and summoned a large number of undead creatures. Together with Ron's skeleton army, they formed a mighty torrent of bones and swept away towards the Holy See's Southern Expedition.
The army of the Holy Roman Empire began to collapse. They threw away their armor and armor and fled desperately, even ignoring the orders of their superior non-commissioned officers. First the vanguard, then the left and right wings, and finally the central army.
The Chinese Army is directly under the control of Mechent, loyal to the Marshal. As one of the elite legions of the Holy Roman Empire, they rose up to resist. Unfortunately, in the face of this powerful torrent of bones, no amount of resistance is futile.
"Stop it, stop it for me! You have completely lost the face of the Holy Roman Empire!"
Mechent was furious. He raised his long sword and slashed and killed a few fleeing soldiers, but it didn't work. There were too many people running away. In the face of absolute power, normal people couldn't afford to resist. Heart.
"Master Marshal, run away!" At this moment, one of Mechent's bodyguards stopped him and said in a crying voice, "We are defeated, and if we don't run away, it will be too late!"
"Defeated? I'm not defeated, who said I was defeated!" Faced with the predicament of failure, Mechente began to lose his mind. With madness on his face, he glared at the soldier and shouted angrily, "You disturb the soldiers' minds, He deserves death, someone, drag him out and kill him!"
Mechente's guards looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one took action. In this chaos, the order has no effect.
"What, you guys are blatantly disobedient, do you want to go to court-martial?" Mechent yelled angrily, "I'll say it again, drag this guy out and kill him immediately, immediately, now..."
The guards still didn't move.
The bodyguard who was about to be killed by Mechen gritted his teeth, "The Marshal is already insane, come here, take the Marshal away!"
As soon as the guard's words fell, several soldiers came up, set up Mechent and left.
"Let go of me, I'm not crazy! I'm the Grand Marshal of the Holy Roman Empire, you have no right to touch me!" Mechent struggled and was forcibly carried away.
"Kill... kill... kill..."
In a great battle, corpses were scattered all over the field, and the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire who had no place to fight were even killed by armed civilians in Ebia.
Ron's body fell to the ground. At this time, Juliana and the others had already greeted her. She bowed down, "Thanks to the young master of the Scourge Church and all the necromancers for helping us win this war, Ebia The existence of the royal family depends on your support!"
"Don't dare to be, just support each other!" Ron smiled slightly and waved his hands.
Juliana felt that it was very wise for her to accept Ron's harsh conditions. Without Ron, the restoration of Ebia would be impossible, and it might even be destroyed today.
And now, Juliana sees hope, the hope of restoring the country.
"My lord, now that the Undercity is safe, what is the next plan of my lord?" Juliana asked, her words were unprecedentedly polite, which represented the attitude of the Ebian rebels, and followed Like everyone, after seeing Ron's unstoppable strength, she was really convinced at this time.
"Hehe, I've never been very good at warfare!" Ron smiled slightly, "Julianna, I'll leave these things to you!"
"Okay, my lord, then I will boldly issue an order!" Juliana nodded, and she waved her hand to call the herald, and issued a series of orders.
"Pass down the order and order the Ebian cavalry to attack with all its strength! Annihilate the enemy as much as possible!"
"Send an order to inform the hidden forces in the major cities of Ebia to revolt in the city as soon as possible and drive out the armed forces imposed by the Holy Roman Empire on Ebia!"
"Pass down the order to let the armed civilians in the Undercity go back for repairs, and at the same time repair the Undercity as soon as possible, and count the spoils..."
Juliana issued orders one by one. She has a clear mind, active thinking, and is good at formulating detailed plans and executing them well.
After a while, the Ethiopian Cavalry Regiment, which received the order, attacked at lightning speed under the leadership of Lauchron, chasing the defeated Holy Roman Empire army.
After finishing all this, Juliana returned to Ron again, and said with a smile, "Master, thank you for your generous and selfless help. After this battle, with your illustrious reputation, Mr. It can shock the entire continent, I think, even the Holy Roman Empire would not dare to invade easily... "
Juliana rubbed her hands excitedly, "Under your protection, my lord, I will definitely give the uprising forces in various cities in Ethiopia sufficient confidence. I will let them gather together to clear out the power of the Holy Roman Empire. At that time, you will see a brand new kingdom of Ebia rising gradually... Well, Catherine, why don't you thank the young master?"
Julianna glanced at Ron, knowing that Ron was still a little estranged from her, she rolled her eyes and dragged her sister to the front of the stage.
Catherine was standing next to her sister at the moment, and she was called by her name, so she had no choice but to say, "My lord, thank you for your selfless help..."
"Hehe!" Ron smiled slightly, turned his back to them, gently played with the soul ring in his finger, and said with a smile, "Our cooperation between the Scourge Church and the Ebian Rebel Army is based on what we need, no thanks No thanks, I just did what I had to do!"
Having said that, Ron paused for a moment. He turned around, glanced at Juliana, and laughed, "Actually, I don't really want to see the existence of a Kingdom of Ebia..."
"what?"
When Juliana and Catherine heard this, they were shocked. The two sisters looked at each other with fear in their eyes. What does Ron mean? Could it be... Could it be that he wants to go back on his word
If this is the case, it will be difficult. Ron has the strength of the sanctuary, and he can subvert the entire Ebia in an instant. Under the prestige of the sanctuary, no one is his opponent.
"My lord, you, what do you mean..." After hearing Ron's words, Julianna's mind went blank, and her face became more frightened. She, who was usually eloquent, couldn't even speak well.
"Hehe!" Seeing that they were frightened enough, Ron laughed. He turned around and looked at the two of them playfully, "I mean... I want to see a kingdom of Ebia more The mighty Abyssal Empire stands in the south of the Noah Continent... "
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"Huchi... Huchi..."
Mechent panted heavily, and ran among the trees. The branch scratched his face, and he looked bloody. The heavy armor on his body was gone, and his luxurious robes were ripped into pieces. He was in a mess.
After being chased for three days and three nights, he fled all the way north, desperately.
The army has long run out of food, even as the marshal of the Empire's Southern Expedition, he doesn't have much food. Behind them, tens of thousands of Ebian rangers are constantly chasing him. His horse is dead, his personal guards are dead, and only He is alone.
"Hurry up, don't let him run away!"
"That guy is dressed gorgeously. He must be an important figure in the Holy Roman Empire army. We must catch him! Go back and report to the eldest lady!"
"He shouldn't be running far, search around carefully, don't leave any blind spots!"
The yelling of the Ebian rangers came from next to his ears, and Mechent lay down by the river, half of his body submerged in the water, not daring to move.
These days, being chased by the Ebian rebels, Mechente has been exhausted, but he has a belief in his heart that as long as he returns to the Holy Roman Empire, everything will be saved. He didn't even think about losing five of His Majesty Charles The question of how to explain the 100,000 troops.
The general of the leading cavalry regiment was none other than Lauchren, a rare division-level strongman in the Ethiopian rebel army, Miss Juliana's right-hand man, who was standing on his horse and carefully observing the surroundings.
"Report, my lord, I found a blood spot ahead!" At this time, an Ebian rebel soldier came to report.
"Go, go and have a look!" Lauren rolled his eyes, not letting go of any clues.
On a thick tree trunk, eye-catching blood was exposed, and a strip of cloth was hanging on the branch, as it fluttered, it was obvious that an injured person had stayed here just now.
Lauchlan touched the blood with his hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, and shouted, "The blood is still hot, he just walked not far!"
"Go to the village and get a dog right away!" said an Ebian rebel soldier.
Soon, the dog was brought in, and the dog sniffed the blood, then suddenly barked in the direction of the river.
"It was discovered!" Mechente was shocked. He was hiding in such a good position that even soldiers from the Ebian Rebel Army would find it difficult to find him.
"Run away!" Mechent jumped up like an arrow, jumped out of the water, and ran for his life.
"It's him, don't let him get away!"
"Hurry up!" Laurent said, pointing to the direction where Mechent was escaping.
The cavalry pursued like the wind, and quickly took down the tired, hungry and weak Mechent.
Lauchran walked up to Mechent, took out a painting with a "shua-" sound, looked at it carefully on his face, and laughed.
"Sure enough, you are Lord Mechent, Marshal of the Southern Expedition of the Holy Roman Empire, brothers, we caught a big fish..."
"Long live!"
The Ethiopian rebels raised their swords and cheered.
"I protest, I protest!" Mechent struggled to stand up, but was firmly pressed down by several Ebian rebel soldiers, "I am a member of the royal family of the Holy Roman Empire, and I request to be treated like a noble... "
The so-called treatment of nobles means that after being captured, they can pay a certain amount of money in exchange for personal freedom, and at the same time, ensure that they will not be abused during the process of being captured.
Lauchlen smiled slightly, "Respected Marshal, what kind of treatment you enjoy, I don't care, I have to take you back, please make a decision..."