This kind of magic stone is rare and not as convenient as a telephone. It is only for public use, not for civilian use.
Frank took a deep breath and pressed the Philosopher's Stone.
Caruso's father, Grand Duke Osiris, appeared in the Philosopher's Stone with a solemn expression.
"Respected Grand Duke Osiris." Frank bowed.
"I don't care what you are doing, let Caruso leave the Free City and return to the Canglang Province." Grand Duke Osiris seemed to be giving an order: "Otherwise, I will flatten the Free City."
"Yes, respected Grand Duke Osiris..." Frank said with his head down.
"Huh?" A hint of joy appeared on the mayor's face: "Ahead of schedule! We succeeded!"
When Frank heard the news, he was so excited that he could hardly conceal it.
"But you'd better not do that." Frank stopped slouching and faced Grand Duke Osiris: "Caruso is in my hands now. I'll give you one day to send me two ships of munitions, otherwise he will die."
Grand Duke Osiris was silent for a moment, then said calmly, "Are you serious?"
"Of course." Frank smiled and said, "One hand over the weapons, the other hand over the people."
"Ha." Grand Duke Osiris sneered and hung up the phone.
Frank dialed the number of the royal family of the Presia Empire.
This time, due to the long distance, it took longer.
Slowly, the communication was established.
Theresa's father, Orsay Alexeevna, also known as Orsay the Great in the online network Sky, answered the call.
If it weren't for Therese, Emperor Orsay would not have personally answered this kind of communication.
Emperor Orsay looked a bit older than Grand Duke Osiris, like an old grizzly bear, but no one dared to look down on this old man.
"Is there something?" Emperor Orsay said calmly.
"Greetings, His Majesty..." Frank smiled and said, "I'll give you three days to send six ships of munitions. Otherwise, I will kill Theresa."
Emperor Orsay looked at Frank with a deadly gaze: "Who are you declaring war on the Presia Empire on behalf of?"
"On my own behalf," Frank whispered. "I have betrayed."
"knew."
Emperor Orsay hung up the communication.
Frank, as if addicted to calling, sent a reply to his boss.
"You're letting him go so soon?"
Archduke Morgan looked relieved.
Obviously, he had not received the declaration of war from Grand Duke Osiris and Emperor Orsay.
"No, I'm informing you that I've rebelled." Marquis Frank smiled and said, "Theresa, Carlosso, and many other royal families are under my control. If you dare to send troops, I will kill them."
%* Archduke Morgan was stunned for a moment, with an expression of disbelief on his face, obviously not knowing what was wrong with Frank.
"I have already taken refuge with someone else. In his eyes, you are just a lowly insect." Marquis Frank said with a look of satisfaction.
"Fuck your ancestors!"
This time, before Morgan could openly curse, Marquis Frank hung up the phone directly.
No wonder those two like to hang up the communication, it turns out that hanging up the communication is such a cool thing.
"Surrendering to my Lord is the best choice of my life!" Frank said happily.
"The ritual of eternal life requires a blood sacrifice. Let this city of freedom pave the way for my Lord's army!" The mayor stood up and opened his arms.
… …
After confirming the itinerary, they began to act separately. Caruso took Nimer and Krumin to an underground warehouse in the seventh district.
The Canglang Province has many industries in the Free City, and this underground warehouse is one of them.
Since Caruso himself knew a lot about the plot development, he arranged all the people here.
Arriving at the huge underground warehouse, Krumin was filled with emotion as he looked at the workers who were busy working even though the area was blocked.
These people, like her, will not stop working until the end of the world.
This warehouse is full of all kinds of goods. It is a business that helps people store things. The things stored are not very valuable, so there are no experts stationed there. The price of storage is not very high, and it barely breaks even. All they need is this stronghold.
The Free City is different from the Royal Capital. There are too many opportunities here, and all powerful people want to leave a base.
When Caruso appeared here, a well-dressed young man had already come in front of Caruso.
The young man saluted Caruso and said solemnly, "I am Luka, the commander of the Guard Battalion of the 17th Division of the 6th Army. I am honored to meet you, sir!"
"Gather." Caruso nodded.
"Guard Battalion, assemble!"
Some people wearing workers' clothes gathered here quickly. They stood straight and moved very fast.
Without exception, these people had many scars on their bodies, and some of them had their arms and legs replaced by metal long ago.
These people have one thing in common, that is, they are full of murderous intent and they are obviously soldiers who have fought in tough battles.
In less than five minutes, the guard camp had assembled.
"Report to the commander, the guard battalion should have 467 people, and the actual number is 467!" Luka saluted Caruso again.
"Everyone, change into military uniforms and take up weapons," Caruso ordered.
"Change into military uniforms and take weapons!" Luka ordered.
The soldiers dispersed again and ran to various parts of the warehouse.
"This..." Krumin said in surprise: "This army is so powerful..."
"Luka, are all the soldiers in the 17th Division like this?" Caruso's eyes were on Luka.
"I don't know." Luka lowered his head slightly.
%} [Alas... the current army of Canglang Province is really not good. It only got better after President Ka took over and replaced those old soldiers and generals.]
[The atmosphere is too wild]
[Fortunately, the guard battalion is the most elite unit in a division]
[General Ka's army has changed a lot since General Ka took office. It is indeed strong. Those who survived are capable of fighting tough battles.]
[Speaking of which, isn’t our Utopia a free and loose organization that doesn’t participate in politics? The daily task is to destroy a battalion of Ka Zong…]
More than ten minutes later, all the soldiers had changed into German uniforms, put on their weapons, and gathered together.
"Luca, tell me the configuration." Caruso said to Luca.
"Report! The Guard Battalion has a total of four companies, namely the reconnaissance company, the mechanized armored company, the infantry company, and the machine gun company."
"The Mechanized Armored Company currently has no tanks or machines available. We will wait for the equipment to be synchronized with the Soldiers Company."
"The infantry company is equipped with twenty light machine guns and two flamethrowers. There is currently no artillery available."
"The machine gun company is equipped with three heavy machine guns and three anti-aircraft machine guns."
"That's enough." Caruso nodded. "Don't worry about the weapons. I'll take you to find them later."
"Yes." Luka saluted again.
Although he didn't know where the enemy was, who they were, or how many there were, Luka was not afraid.
Caruso's guard battalion was carefully selected from the 300,000-strong army. Each of them could be considered a first-class professional. Both their individual qualities and team combat capabilities were extremely strong. It was not an exaggeration to call them a special forces team.
Urban warfare is different from large-scale field battles, and strong individual soldiers can exert greater advantages.
"Everyone, some of you know me, some don't, and some don't even know what we are doing in this City of Freedom." Caruso stepped forward and glanced at the soldiers in front of him.
The youngest are only fourteen or fifteen years old, while the older ones are around thirty years old.
The biggest feature of this team is that there is not a single older soldier.
"But, these are not important, and you don't need to know these. You just need to know that I am your highest commander. Your military expenses and equipment are all provided by me. You only serve me, Caruso Colias."
"You may think that I am a dandy boy, a child with barely grown hair. It doesn't matter. War is the best way to get to know a person."
"Perhaps you will ask, this is a peaceful time, where does the war come from?"
"I will tell you that the war is here, right outside the door! After this war, some of you may die, but I promise that I will do my best to keep you alive."
The soldiers looked solemn and did not respond, or perhaps this was the best response.
Caruso stood at attention: "Krumin."
"Here!" Feeling the depressing atmosphere in front of him, Krumin couldn't help but stand at attention.
"You join the armored company," said Carlosso.
"Is... eh?" Krumin was confused.
Her legs were shaking, "Master, I'm a housekeeper, not a warrior."
"Tonight, there are no butlers or noble young masters. Everyone is a soldier." Caruso patted Krumin on the shoulder: "If it is really as I said, do you think it is safer to follow the army or stay here?"
"This..." Krumin opened his mouth.
I'm so unlucky, really. Why did I come to the Free City? Wouldn't it be better to pretend to be sick at home
"Nimer." Caruso called out.
"Here!" Nimer replied quickly.
Not to mention Krummin, she would be shocked by such a situation.
Caruso had undergone real military training and had stayed in the military camp for a long time, but Nimer was different. She was just a normal noble lady, a noble lady who had experienced adventures.
War, these two words are too far away from her.
"You go into the machine gun company and coordinate with the machine guns to cast spells." Carlosso said.
"Yes... Brother..."
"The army calls me sir."
"Yes, sir!"
All three of them were young children, and it seemed a bit funny for them to say this so seriously at this time.
There was nothing Caruso could do. If he wanted everyone to recognize him, he could only wait until the fight started.
After Caruso finished dealing with things here, he brought his soldiers to the ground. Theresa and Will were already waiting.
Looking at the team following behind Caruso, Theresa was a little surprised: "Your team is really good, they are all elite soldiers."
&*"The troops of Canglang Province are all elite soldiers." Caruso said without changing his expression.
"Ha, that's great." Theresa smiled and said, "Okay, it's more convenient with the army here. Let's go out like this. I wonder if he dares to stop us!"
"How many intersections can a division cover? We will definitely not be able to stop them if we charge them forcefully."
At this moment, some fog gradually appeared in the air.
Theresa sniffed and frowned slightly: "What's going on? It's the unique smell of the dungeon."
“Damn it!”
Caruso's face changed slightly and he looked at his watch.
No, it should be another hour!
[Fuck, why is it early? ]
[We planned according to the normal time, so there will be problems]
Caruso understood that this was not a problem of netizens. It was almost the same as what he thought at the beginning. This incident was definitely not something a marquis could lead. After all, this was the city of freedom.
There must be a very powerful guy behind him.
Has the dungeon been liberated
Normally, this was a failed attempt to attack the sixth-level dungeon, but Caruso did not look at it from a normal perspective.
"Everyone, maintain the marching formation." Caruso ordered: "All of you are soldiers from Canglang Province. You should all know about the great turmoil in Canglang Province back then. Today, we will treat it as a great turmoil!"
}&"yes!"