Mr. Conmas almost beat Cyrus to death. Huang Xuan reached out to stop him and asked in surprise: "Why are you here?"
"I jumped down with you." Cyrus showed no sign of weakness when facing the two travelers, and said seriously: "Let me follow you, maybe I can help."
Cyrus is a standard dark horse prince. He has a prince father with a low status. He has been struggling in the whirlpool of power and politics since his birth. When he seemed to have successfully dominated his destiny, fate played tricks on him again.
An energy storm destroyed the entire planet of R18. People need to immigrate. People may need a new commander. Cyrus did not get the promise. In this case, he made a bold decision-follow Mr. Huang Xuan and Comas.
Cyrus only explained a few sentences, and Mr. Huang Xuan and Mr. Conmas almost understood the cause.
But Mr. Conmas still asked strangely: "How did you get here?" He and Huang Xuan passed through the plane channel, which can also be explained as the plane channel forcibly opened by Neng Dun's huge change-it is extremely powerful. Energy, but in this lost plane that matter cannot pass through, it would be abnormal for Cyrus to pass through it.
"I don't know." Cyrus shook his head. He was ignorant of plane travel.
Mr. Conmas touched his forehead and looked at Huang Xuan, asking for his opinion.
Huang Xuan recalled the content on the energy screen and said, "We need a microphone, a convenient choice."
Mr. Comas nodded slowly.
Cyrus immediately knelt down excitedly, but the expression on his face proved that as a king, since he was once a king, it would be difficult for him to be a subject again.
Huang Xuan smiled and glanced at Cyrus, who had not yet adjusted his posture. He focused his attention on the Roman recruitment site a few hundred meters down the mountain. After checking the information for a while, he said: "It is estimated that these troops will attack soon. They They are soldiers who have been trained for a long time and should soon join the battlefield, the final battlefield."
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't know." Huang Xuan's frankness surprised Mr. Conmas again. This was the third little lie Huang Xuan revealed. He spread his hands and said: "You have more experience than me, and I can Provide you with some intelligence support and let’s work together to leave this plane.”
Mr. Conmas stared at Huang Xuan for a while, and then said seriously: "If Huoran leaves, he may never get this plane again."
Huang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. This must be Mr. Conmas's reward - he obviously knows a lot about the contents of the so-called lost plane.
But Lorraine and Ning Ao didn't know much. The "lost planes" are precisely those planes that were unable to withstand the oscillations of time and space in the late stages of the great planes—most of them were planes with many colonies and gathered countless wealth and resources, but the oscillations of time and space made them unable to resist. Without entering self-isolation, before making this decision, they must have accumulated a lot of resources, or even plundered a lot of resources.
In Huang Xuan's view, such a lost plane is like a huge pirate wealth - possessing the wealth of the entire country.
"Is the Hannibal you're talking about around here?" Mr. Conmas asked softly.
"He should be near Cannae, which is still some time away from Rome." Huang Xuan said and asked: "What is the time difference between this plane and P11?"
"9:1." Lorraine answered.
Mr. Conmas raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "It's good to have your own base. The response is really fast."
"Don't you have one too?" Huang Xuan laughed.
"My own base is only level 18. It can no longer keep up with my traveler level. It is not of much use." Mr. Conmas smiled and frowned, and said: "I am already a traveler, but From the perspective of the R plane, it’s impossible to have my own base.”
This is a common problem among many high-level travelers. The more high-level a base is, the harder it is to have the right to manage it. At present, it seems that no one can produce the blueprints of a high-level base, which makes having your own base become more difficult. It has become an extremely difficult thing - people always envy Huang Xuan because he is a level 14 traveler, but he has a level 15 comprehensive base (Xiaohe). Although everyone does not know the specific level, they can guess it just by looking at the color. Come out with seventy-seven or eighty-eight. Just like level 6 travelers cannot find a level 6 base, ordinary level 14 travelers are still working for people. It is simply impossible to have a level 15 base.
Huang Xuan was thinking about his own problem, and Mr. Conmas was also thinking about it. After a while, Conmas said first: "Shall we set off now? Canny."
"Have you decided to join the Carthaginian side?"
"This will cause the most energy losses and may open the plane passage. Moreover, if you want to rule this time period, it is most convenient to choose Carthage..."
Huang Xuan smiled bitterly and explained: "There are two problems. First, Rome will always lose in the next few years from now. Second, Carthage is not near Rome. And this is a commercial country. It rarely even has its own army, and it fights its wars entirely on money..."
"Same as us." Mr. Conmas felt friendly on the contrary, just like modern Europeans always feel friendly about Rome before Caesar.
"Yes." Huang Xuan said helplessly: "Carthage's homeland is very far away. If we use transportation from this plane, we can't even get there within a month. And the army fighting Rome here is The Carthaginian army led by Hannibal, they were wandering here, drifting across the continent.”
Using energy in this plane requires 50 times or more losses, and searching for an army across the entire continent is extremely wasteful. And consuming a lot of energy is not a good thing in itself.
While waiting for Mr. Conmas's decision, Huang Xuan looked at the energy screen.
The most exciting part of Hannibal's life was the Second Punic War. He led the main force from Africa, with elephants and cavalry, across the Alps and fought on a foreign land for nearly 0 years. Rome was effectively defeated time and time again, but the latter used more soldiers and resources to fight Hannibal again and again. As the Fabian policy (similar to the strong walls and clearing the country, proposed by Fabian) continued, the Punic War began. For once in human history, the battle for strategy and tactics came to an end.
However, Huang Xuan has passed the age of worshiping heroes, and Mr. Conmas is even more dismissive of heroes. He thought for a while, but said cheerfully: "Where is the Battle of Cannae you mentioned? Let's go there. Find him."
The Battle of Cannae naturally took place on the Plain of Cannae.
Mr. Conmas used his skill as a thief to obtain seven horses, and a group of three people rode them and left the city of Rome smoothly.
Cannae is in the southeast of Italy. A few months ago, Hannibal had just annihilated the Roman legion led by Gaius Flamini. It is located in the center of Italy. Mr. Conmas found it just by looking at the map. direction.
This time, it took them 0 days, and according to the time exchange of 9:1, P11 was just a little more than a day passed.
However, in these 0 days, what shocked Huang Xuan was not just the riding skills of Comas and Cyrus, but their comprehensive ability to survive without relying on energy.
Mr. Conmas once explained to Huang Xuan: I have been forcibly sealed in a plane 7 times.
Being forcibly sealed means that even the base cannot be contacted. It is the same environment as Song Qing and others before their death, the same as the first time and space warrior Huang Xuan encountered, and the same as the time and space warrior who may still be in P11 now. Although it is conceivable that Mr. Conmas's situation must be better than that of Song Qing and others. He can at least store more energy, but Huang Xuan does not believe that he can survive in such an environment.
This is a skill that is rarely taught in the Traveler Academy, but can determine fate at certain times.
During the time on the horse, Huang Xuan constantly witnessed Mr. Conmas's method of processing without using energy. He would torture him to extract confessions. It only took him 10 days to understand Italian. He could analyze the weather just by looking at the clouds and the sun. He is also a good hunter and knows countless plants and creatures...
If it weren't for Mr. Conmas' various positions and backgrounds, Huang Xuan would have seen a erudite genius who seemed to be omnipotent—perhaps success really comes without any luck.
The breeze is blowing, and all kinds of prey can be seen everywhere on the grassland, including unknown sheep, unknown cattle, and unknown birds. If you have a shotgun in your hand, the harvest should be good.
Huang Xuan was thinking wildly, while Cyrus was running forward and backward doing servant work. Mr. Conmas slowly controlled the horse. His posture was completely different from Huang Xuan's, but in the past few days, he was imitating Huang Xuan's. Posture - The British royal family has a bad reputation, but their complicated etiquette is popular everywhere.
The grasslands here are rarely visited by people. The grass is higher than a horse’s knees, and gurgling streams remain chaotically under the grass. People who have never traveled to the grasslands can hardly imagine that when you run on the grass, your feet will Most of the time what you step on is water, as if there is water everywhere, and then there may be rotting grass blades, if you are unlucky, there will be rotting corpses, and the pulpy animals will hide under the grass until "poof" Only with a loud sound will they be discovered.
Traveling with a horse can avoid these annoying things.
Mr. Conmas suddenly urged the horse to run. Huang Xuan was stunned for a moment. Ning Ao, who was playing mahjong, said angrily: "Follow me."
Huang Xuan then tightened his grip on the horse's belly, and Cyrus behind him was responsible for the four replaced horses.
Facing the direction of the setting sun, there were woods and hills. Huang Xuan followed Mr. Conmas and ran up the hill. What he saw was an army composed of numerous infantrymen. A small number of cavalry were cruising around the periphery of the army, but they were definitely not The front wheel is too far.
"It should be them." Mr. Conmas said calmly. (To be continued. If you want to know what happened, please log in to .qidian. There are more chapters. Support the author and genuine reading!) (To be continued)