What is there in the depths of the Yunzong Mountains
Obviously, no one knows.
After all, even the conjecture about the Yunzong Mountain Range was in the banquet on the day of Su Mu's wedding, which was uttered by Yang Zizhen through the mouth of the empire.
But even so, even with regard to the existence of the Yunzong Mountain Range, it has not yet been able to get any more definitive confirmation, and there is no real stepping into the human world.
However, after experiencing the brilliance of that day, there is no doubt that the eyes of the entire world have gathered there.
"How sure are you?"
A familiar voice, in that familiar gentle tone, sounded so familiar in Bastiao's ear.
Just like the spring breeze, but more gentle than the spring breeze.
But at this moment, Bastiao himself was not affected by the spring breeze in this tone at all, and his tone was also still calm as before.
Because the master of the spring breeze words actually deceived the whole world not long ago.
Pope Francis XIV is the master of that question.
"If I say it is less than 50%, you probably won't board this feathership at all; and if I say it is higher than 70%, you will certainly not believe it lightly."
"In short... Even if this matter has been noticed by the other two countries, it is impossible for them to have a way to stop it now."
"In the final analysis, we are just fighting against the'god'!"
I have to say that although Bastian’s answer is not the answer at all, it is indeed full of a wonderful and trustworthy magic.
After hearing the words, Pope Francis XIV also nodded and agreed to this answer.
"Since the movement is far greater than we thought, I am afraid that now the other two parties will also send people to investigate, and they will definitely not be able to discover the truth first."
An unquestionable order finally fell from Pope Francis XIV.
The order from the pope's mouth is the highest edict of the papal kingdom.
Therefore, this brief and straightforward verbal message soon became like a flying mad dragon, instantly traversing countless times and spaces, and spreading across the entire continent in the halo of magic.
Then, the general offensive of the Papal State has begun.
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In the Raksha Kingdom in the northern part of the mainland, an extremely tragic battle is stalemate.
Because it is located in the extreme north, and has not annexed a large amount of temperate land like the Longtuo Empire, Raksha is undoubtedly always extremely urgent in terms of food production.
At the beginning of the war, this did not seem critical.
But now as the war continues, and the Raksha Kingdom has split into two forces that surrender to the Papal Kingdom or sell themselves to the Longtuo Empire, Raksha has become increasingly difficult in military supplies.
The Kingdom’s Third Corps, which is still facing the Papal State, has already cut off the supply of basic food and grass. Even bows and arrows and defense equipment have almost become uninspirable decorations due to the lack of arrows and stones.
"If this continues, it will not be enough to support us waiting until winter."
It has to be said that the commander of the Kingdom's Third Corps does indeed have the determination to go to the country generously, and he has also worked out the decisive side of dragging the war into the cold winter.
As long as the weather is completely harsh, those sophisticated alchemy equipment will be completely frozen into scrap iron, and the soldiers of the Papal Kingdom who are used to the warmth will also be tortured by the severe cold.
At that time, the real turning point for the Raksha Kingdom was also ushered in.
"Just... stick to that time!"
However, when every soldier of the Third Corps was suffering from hunger and burning their will, a strange roar suddenly came from the front of the battle line.
Different from the chaos of the Papal State's aggressive attack, this strange roar is so monotonous, but it is so heart-palpiting.
And the next moment, when the roar became clearer and clearer.
The scene of horror, like a damnation, was also completely displayed in front of the people of Rakshasa.
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"That is... Rikkyo Shrine Camp? How come there is such a large-scale Rikkyo Shrine Camp?"
The Rakshasa warrior who was the first to utter an exclamation did not even have time to utter the exclamation completely, and his head had already turned into a whirling arc.
In the next moment, it was heavily smashed into the mud covered with weeds.
It is known to the whole world that because of the high cost of construction, the long-term weaving of the Ripples of the Holy Machine Camp in the Papal Kingdom has only a few hundred members, and it cannot be a key factor in determining the war.
However, at this moment, the Lijiao Shenjiying soldiers who appeared on the northern front suddenly had thousands of soldiers.
Thousands of manipulators dressed in alchemy armor suddenly turned into a cold and sharp alchemy torrent under the astonishing power of alchemy armor, and instantly flooded all fronts of the Raksha Kingdom side.
If the former Lijiao Shenji battalion was a cutting-edge soldier, it was a key blade used to attack the fort.
Then the Lijiao Divine Machine Camp under this situation is a heavy hammer, even in such a large-scale Lijiao Divine Machine Camp, most of the controllers are the lowest-level magic apprentices.
But even so, when countless hard-to-resist alchemy armors appeared one after another, it was enough to rely on the huge advantage of equipment to completely tear Raksha's military spirit to pieces.
Not to mention, at this time, with the group charge of the huge Shenji Camp, dozens of feather ships appeared in the sky one after another, and brought the top individual strength of the Papal Kingdom... The Holy Knights!
If it is the impact of the iron torrent alone, it will only be able to defeat the Rakshasa nation’s large forces, but it will not be able to bring this country into despair.
Then, the mid-to-high character-level knights who fell from the featherships are the commanders of the Third Corps of the Rakshasa Nation specifically to behead the center of which troops without mercy.
Without the commanding force, the Third Corps of the Rakshasa Nation has undoubtedly been completely reduced to a lamb to be slaughtered by others, and even the most basic preservation of vital power cannot be achieved.
So the main force of a kingdom disappeared on the mainland forever.
There is no trace left, and there is no honor anymore.
It's like an ant being crushed to death by a giant. It's so natural to die, and it's so terrifying and painful.
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At the same time, Rakshasa's important forces received the deadliest blow, and the former country was about to turn into historical dust.
In the dry desert south of the mainland, a shocking scene is also happening now.
The siege slings assembled on the spot, almost like spectators watching the oasis kingdom, stand cold in the desert outside the oasis.
Different from the shortage of food and grass in the Raksha country, in this desert country that relied on the oasis zone to build a country, even if the Papal Kingdom completely blocked the oasis, but the inside of the oasis can still live happily.
However, at this moment, the armies of the two countries are repairing their weapons, unceremoniously looking at the barbaric predators outside the city, ready to welcome their next charge.
Now what appeared in front of the soldiers of the two countries was a scene of horror that no one had expected.
The catapults assembled on the spot once again attacked the towering walls of the two countries, once again throwing huge shadows onto the towers.
But for this, the soldiers of the two countries have long been used to it.
After all, in the past few days, this kind of movement has not known how many times it has happened, and it has still not caused fatal damage to the walls of the two countries.
The two countries lack everything, but there is no shortage of gravel and stones.
Therefore, in terms of the strength of the city wall, I am afraid that only the world-famous Emperor Long Tuo can use it.
However, today’s papal country’s technique of manipulating the catapult is extremely weird. The shadows thrown by them, instead of hitting the towering city wall head-on, smashed straight across the front. In the unimportant fields outside the city.
"Could it be that they can't even make the least amount of hits?"
A ridiculous ridicule fell from the mouth of a soldier of the two countries.
Having been under siege for such a long time, the soldiers of the two countries naturally had a grudge in their hearts, and of course they would not give up any ridicule against the Papal State.
However, the strange thing is that for such an aimless and non-threatening attack, the Papal State actually lasted for several hours.
Countless heavy shadows smashed into the buffer zone in the city one after another, neither killing any soldiers of the two countries, nor causing any damage to the building.
It's like the throw itself of the Papal States, which is only used for "pasture".
"But they cannot be so comfortable, and even less likely to do such meaningless things."
Although the soldiers of the two countries were ridiculed, the commander on the tower did not choose to manage, but silently chose to let it play.
But for the real purpose of the Papal State, the two countries had to pay attention to it.
"Send someone to check, what are they throwing in?"
Following an order from the commander of the two countries, a soldier of the two countries has returned neatly to the oasis buffer zone and walked neatly towards the black heavy object tied up by the rope.
However, at this moment, before the soldier really approached the black heavy object, a huge stench that almost made him want to disgust, was suddenly coming from the direction of the black heavy object.
That's... the stench of rotten!
Upon hearing this, the soldiers of the two countries almost hurriedly stepped forward and used a sharp blade to split the surface of the heavy object, causing the things that were bound to flow out.
What's in it... It's a corpse of dead animals!
"They gave up owning the oasis, they tried to completely destroy the water source of the oasis, let the whole oasis and all of us... die in the city wall forever!"