Vol 7 Chapter 18: , Countdown to the end: 135 days

If there were no accidents, the person in front of him... should be the leader of the rebel army threatening the kingdom.
This middle-aged man, who is about forty years old, exudes a strong breath all over his body. Although sitting on the blazing horse, it can be seen that his height is definitely not low.
This person just smiled at the mayor and the people in the whole town.
Under that moonlight, it really looked so terrifying.
"You...what do you... want? That... that..."
The mayor swallowed slightly and said tremblingly, "After all, Mr. Satura...
What do you want? "
George laughed again, very hearty and enthusiastic.
He glanced at the open-air bar over there, waved the whip in his hand, directly rolled up a bottle of wine and pulled it over, opened the lid, and took a sip.
"What do I want to do? It's simple."
"My purpose is not to avenge those little guys. Anyway, we will all die in four months. There is nothing to avenge."
"Moreover, I have no interest in killing you all and stealing you all. Although this is not worth boasting, all the food in the three major cities we robbed before is enough for us to spend more than three years. But we only There are four months left, so there is no need at all, is it?"
"I don't need your women either. In such a small country place, you simply don't have any beautiful women worthy of our arrest. The noble ladies in the city are enough to satisfy us. To be honest, Mr. Mayor , The usually dignified and messy ladies look out of reach, but in fact they are very slutty in bed! Hahahaha~~~"
Crazy laughter drifted under the moonlight, although the laughter made people shudder.
"I don't need you to be my servants either! We have a lot of servants, and we don't need to have more of you. And my purpose here is very simple, very easy to satisfy! Mr. Mayor, as long as you can satisfy My only request, I can leave you this little
Town, all of you can live in peace until the end of the day! "
George opened his hands, and his smiling eyes were now full of seriousness. He loosened the sword bottle in his hand, and the bottle fell to the ground with a snapping sound. This sound also made the residents of the whole town tremble!
"That guy, who is it?! Don’t think I don’t know. Even though the drug was used, the wounds that killed my subordinates showed the same weapon throughout the process. It is conceivable that it is not One force is attacking but there is only one person!"
"A person? A person dared to attack a unit of hundreds of people? Very interesting, really interesting! This person's courage and ability make me think it is really very interesting!"
"Besides, your town hasn't been destroyed at all? You escaped from the plague? It's amazing! I can think of whether that mysterious figure helped you get rid of the plague? Say! "The sudden burst of shouts made the town mayor involuntarily retreat. After two steps back, he was unstable and sat directly on the ground.
However, this rebel leader didn't have the slightest idea of ​​ending. He urged the reins, and the flaming war horse under him immediately took a step forward, and the flame-burning hoof directly lifted and stepped heavily on the mayor's chest.
"Ah ah ah ah, one by one!!!"
The fierce flame burning made the mayor scream in pain, but George stared at him and continued loudly: "Who is that mysterious person? There is no such person in this small town at all. Yes. Who! Hand over that interesting person! He should become the savior of your town, right? Since he is the savior, he must have been invited by you to participate in this celebration, right? Let’s say, what is that guy? Who? Say!"
The remaining 36 flame cavalry raised their weapons one after another. Their masked faces looked so terrifying, so terrifying!
The surrounding townspeople retreated to both sides one after another, and the sound of panic was endless. But after all, their speed was still slower by some thirty-six cavalrymen. With every whip in their hands, they immediately rolled up a townsman and dragged it under his own horseshoe.
The town mayor yelled, the burning sensation in his chest made him almost lose his balance!
"I don't know! My lord
grown ups! Please let us go! Let me go...! I don't know anything... Really! "
The wailing sound resounded through this night. The bright moon in the sky seemed to feel these terrifying atmosphere, pulling the clouds to cover her own luster.
However, George ignored these begging for mercy. He pushed slightly, and the hooves of the Flame Warhorse immediately sank a little toward the mayor's chest.
The intense burning sensation and the cracks in the bones made the mayor start twitching and he is about to go into shock!
The idiot in the room still hid and didn't mean to rush out.
His right hand can only squeeze his fist slightly now, but he can't send out any strength.
And more importantly, the scar on his stomach was finally completely scarred after eight months of rest. His combat effectiveness may be restored to only 20% to 30%. Faced with these controls, the thirty-seven heads and three levels. The warrior of Warcraft, he didn't know if he could retreat all over. Can you return to the wind and blow the sand alive to participate in the final battle?
"Are you not willing to come out? Ah?! Good, very good. I didn't expect that the savior of this small town is now so cowardly? This is really surprising and unimaginable!"
George snorted and pulled up the reins. The flaming horse kicked away the mayor who was in a coma, and George raised his whip, directly pulling a hidden woman in the crowd!
"Oh baby, come on, kiss."
George hugged the woman and forced a kiss. Then, he reached out his hand directly, stuck the woman's throat, and held it high.
"Dear Lord Savior, I will give you time and the opportunity to be the Savior. Whether you can save them or not depends entirely on your own wish."
"Now I count to three. After the calculation is over, I kill one person. Every time I count to three, I kill one more person."
"Anyway, you should be among these people now? If you keep refusing to come out, I will kill all these people and see if you can stay here forever."
"Oh~~! By the way, dear friends, I’ll give you a piece of advice, it’s best not to run away. Now, the whole town is surrounded by 10,000 troops, and each of them is just waiting Shoot and kill any moving object that dared to come out of here."
"Then, I'm about to start the countdown~~!"
George laughed loudly, his fingers stuck to the woman, showing his complete confidence and dominance in strength!
The townspeople in the small town knelt down one by one, kowtow again and again, crying and hoping that they could get a little bit of mercy from each other.
"One!"
Count, start.
At any time, this kind of countdown that seems to put a death penalty gallows in front of you, just waiting for you to step up and waiting for death is always so unpleasant.
This feeling of waiting for death, no matter what the countdown is, is so indifferent, like the ice and snow under the cold winter...
"two!"
George raised his head and looked at everyone on the [guang] field in front of him. His pupils were very wide, and madness and Xing Fen were intertwined into all his thoughts at the moment. The man's fingers began to get slightly into the woman's throat, touching the blood vessels and the neck bones inside, but the idiot was still hiding. There is no meaning to go out.
He watched the situation outside quietly and then waited for the best opportunity "Three! Oh, ma'am, I'm sorry, no one can be saved."
"stop!"
At the moment when George's fingers were about to be fully squeezed, a sound penetrated the entire sky in an instant!
People raised their heads and looked at the roof over there.
The flame soldiers wearing masks also raised their heads one after another, looking up at the body standing proudly under the night wind.
Even George himself, at this moment, couldn't help taking a breath and let out a sigh.
The mask of horror looked so terrifying in the night.
The sharp tooth decoration made this woman look weird.
She lifted her foot and stepped on the tiles. Those sleeves kept swinging in the wind, but they didn't make people feel weak.
On the contrary, people only saw firmness and conviction from this woman.
George froze for a moment, but soon a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He chuckled, slowly releasing his fingers. After the woman fell to the ground, she coughed violently and quickly rushed towards the crowd, seeking shelter.
The mad dog looked at the people below, and then jumped off the roof.
The surrounding crowd parted and gave way between her and the rebel leader. And the idiot, now behind the door behind the mad dog, quietly staring at the development of things.
"Let go of these townspeople, they are not a threat to you.
The mad dog spoke, and after a moment of silence, Nose George smiled and waved his hand.
The townspeople were put down one after another, and they hid among the crowd in a panic, shaking with fear.
George lowered his head on the war horse, looked at the girl, and said with a slightly teasing taste: "Well, I have heard of you. When my advance troops stepped on here, they sent a signal saying that there is A woman with missing arms and a terrifying ghost mask on her face was dealing with them. Several of them have been killed."
"At the time I was still thinking, a woman with a mask on her face and missing arms? How terrible is this woman? It must be an old witch or something like a monster? Just, Haha, I didn’t expect this monster to have such a good figure~ and, the voice is so magnetic and full of mature charm~~"
The mad dog ignored George's moles and stood still.
"I still remember that you seem to be called oh yes, Aisha. They call you Miss Aisha. Then Miss Aisha, now after seeing you, I found out how wrong my previous inferences were. I dare Promise, if you can take off that ghost mask, you will be a hundred times more beautiful than those pampered noble women! Then, now, can you take off the mask and let me see?"
George molested, in the most frivolous tone, molesting the woman in front of him.
He is not afraid that this woman will suddenly go crazy because there are too many hostages in this town that he can use.
Therefore, he is not afraid to face each other and these two betting tickets all pressure Archbishop Santos to stick to the end.
Archbishop Sandos secretly said in his heart: "What does it mean for the headquarters to send two of these?"
Then looking at the staff officer, he asked puzzledly: "This is..."
The staff officer also had a surprised expression. He did not expect that the urgent letter sent at the fastest speed contained only two lottery tickets.
Archbishop Sandos pinched the two betting tickets and looked through them carefully, and soon saw a few small prints on the back.
One is written "Xi, Ni" and the other is written in huā style.
Archbishop Santos is very familiar with the "Hey, Nepal" on the first picture, even the entire Holy See.
Because that was the signature of Pope Hirmélíya, His Majesty Neodos.
As a qualified little brother, he is familiar with the handwriting of his big boss.
And the "Luo" on the other one is also well-known to everyone in the army because of the different brushwork from ordinary people. The beginning of the signature of Deputy Commander Lorraine is like this.
Look at the date on the ticket, the bet was placed on the day when the game just started mid-month ago.
Since this era when Vera can write beautiful huā calligraphy, Lord Lorraine’s stinky handwriting really can’t be used. Although he practiced hard for a while under the supervision of Catherine and Adele, there is The taste of being used to writing square characters can't be changed.
It's the same as four evil dogs crawling over. Even if someone wants to forge it, it is hard to write so ugly.
"It's your majesty and deputy commander-in-chief." Archbishop Santos' eyes widened for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he felt as comfortable as he was running 10,000 meters on a hot day of 41 degrees, and then squatting under the air conditioner and drinking cold beer. .
Archbishop Santos was so excited that his eyes became red and he almost didn't cry.
His hands with the two lottery tickets trembled, and he secretly said: "It turns out that your majesty and the deputy commander-in-chief have always supported me. Instead of treating us as the shame of the Holy See, letting the Fourth Legion fend for itself."
The depression, humiliation, and unwillingness that have been held in the heart of Bishop Sandos for a long time flew out of the sky: "Even if these bully me, laugh at me, and look down on me, what about me? Both bosses are optimistic about me~!"
Knowing that Hafs not far away, the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of Lorraine and Pope Hilme are always paying attention to them, and using their actions to support themselves in persevering, Archbishop Sandos's spirit has become extremely full and excited, Even the happy face shined.
Seventeen consecutive defeats are nothing. It's a 70-game losing streak, so what?
In these years, as long as you are able to enter the leadership's law, it basically means you are ready to be promoted.
Archbishop Santos secretly cried out fortunately. Fortunately, he did quite well, and he has resisted. If he loses such a big person and then pats his and leaves, he will be seen by His Majesty...
The consequences are unimaginable~!
At the very least, your political life is over. Don't expect promotion in this life.
The officers on the left and right looked at their bosses for a while, white, and red. They were puzzled and asked: What's the matter? Are these two betting tickets hiding a big secret?
Archbishop Sandos took two gambling tickets and watched it for a long time, and finally made up his mind to use these two lottery tickets as his own treasure, and pass it to his son, then to his grandson, great-grandson, forever. Passed on.
After a while, he finally calmed down his excitement, took a breath, smiled and looked at his subordinates, and said: "Okay, let's continue the meeting."
Cyber ​​couldn't help his curiosity, and approached Archbishop Sandos, and said, "My lord, what kind of spirit is passed on from the headquarters? Let's learn too."
Archbishop Santos handed over the two betting tickets precious and important, and said with a smile: "Our Majesty and the Deputy Commander-in-chief have expressed their continuous support for our Fourth Army."
Cyber ​​took a look at the betting coupons, and quickly realized that the joints "hissed" and took a breath.
Like the Archbishop, Cyberspace feels encouragement and honor first, and then secretly rejoices. The thought afterwards is, it seems that the following is going to die.
The gambling ticket was passed along to the officers, and then everyone's eyes changed when they saw Archbishop Santos.
What does this show? Among the more than 90 commanders of the army and more than 30 commanders of the Holy See, only Archbishop Santos has entered the eyes of His Majesty the Holy See. The holy family is prosperous. You can think about it. After performing well, the archbishop has a bright future.
"This is a thigh as thick as a Tyrannosaurus leg. You have to take this opportunity to hug it." The clever officer had already made plans for the future.
Everyone expressed impassionedly: From now on we will follow Archbishop Sandos. If you point out, we will never fight the west, and we will never chase the chicken if you chase the dog.
Archbishop Sandos also said that as long as you follow me and work hard, there will be future victories, official positions, and gold coins.
After the news spread, the morale of the Fourth Army was about to explode, as if they had not just lost 17 games in a row, but had already defeated Amor and Hardu.
Archbishop Sandos took the opportunity to announce that the next opponent, the Thirty Legion~! If we have won the entire army of Chao Jia, and if we have defeated it, we will simply commit suicide to thank your Majesty.
The Fourth Army was out of camp that day, and the whole army screamed like they had taken the stimulant, and plunged into the mountains in the south.