Chapter 19: Must fight! This battle

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Wu Hui's gaze swept over the terrain under his feet, and the more he looked, the more he felt wrong.
St. Lu'an Monastery is backed by a forest, and the plains of the former level of Pingchuan, and a winding stream flowing on the side, it looks like a good place for self-cultivation.
However, looking at the topography of the entire Gru region, he found problems.
The terrain of the Tangeru region is similar to a basin, surrounded by mountains and a large plain. The vast majority of civilians and serfs lived on the middle plain, and Grubb was held above the only entrance for ordinary people and cavalry in and out of the basin.
St. Luan's Abbey, on the very bottom edge of the basin, was constrained by Gruenburg from heaven.
If someone controls Gruenburg, and then surrounds St. Lu'an Monastery, the people of St. Lu'an Monastery will become a bird in a cage, and it will be difficult to fly.
Maybe someone would say that the forest is behind the monastery and there are mountains and forests around.
But in reality, this is simply unrealistic.
This place is different from the earth. There are many places in the wild that are forbidden places for human beings to walk. Even the mountains and forests near human settlements are dangerous. Not only are there beasts, but also powerful and brutal Warcraft, unpredictable undead creatures, and Unpredictable dangers.
Even a capable professional, you must first form a professional team, and then make full preparations before you dare to venture into the wild, let alone ordinary ordinary combatants with a fairly general combat effectiveness?
There was a real conflict between them, and Catherine was the one among them.
"It won't work like this, it's too dangerous."
Wu Hui frowned anxiously.
的 The news that the Third Patrol Regiment was compiled by the monastery could not be kept for long.
What's more, there was such a big movement that night. It only took a little look over Lu'an City to know what happened, and it was impossible to let the monastery go.
Facing the counterattack that Luan City may come at any time, the existence of Grubb is simply a trowel hanging over his head, which is always threatening the monastery on the edge of the basin. The knife handle is still pinched in the hands of others. Too insecure.
辉 Wu Hui looked down at Grubb under his feet. The more he observed, the more uneasy he felt. If these believers who have managed to build a class are annihilated, he Wu Hui can only really die.
At last, he was determined and determined.
Grubborg must be in his own hands!
Never give Luan City a chance to close the dog!
只要 As long as it swallowed Gruenburg, choked the main road of traffic, and digested the manpower and weapons of Gruenburg, when the monastery and the city of Lu'an faced, they also have the confidence to protect themselves.
This battle must be fought.
Even if the sacrifice is great, he must win Gruenburg as soon as possible and annex the entire Gru area.
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I was almost at the same time Wu Hui made up his mind.
In Lu'an City, the failure of the Third Inspection Team to be included was finally noticed.
The main city of Tancheng.
He was at dinner, and the owner of the city of Lu'an and his officials were gathering in the restaurant and waiting for a meal.
The light in the restaurant was a bit dim, and white candles were lit on the tables and corners for lighting. The orange-red candlelight swayed, and the mottled traces on the wall seemed to have soaked for hundreds of years, showing a vicissitudes from the inside out.
十几 On the long bar table, more than a dozen men in aristocratic uniforms sat on each side, chatting while waiting for the kitchen to bring the prepared dinner.
At the top of the dining table, a belly-skinned middle-aged blond man leaned lazily on a chair, narrowing his eyes and becoming sleepy.
He is the current owner of Lu'an City, Viscount Conner.
He was wearing a gold-red aristocrat's uniform, and his light blond hair was neatly brushed behind his head. His beard on his face was shaved cleanly. Although his figure was already blessed, his body was still full of laziness and laziness peculiar to the nobility. proud.
There was an official who spoke to him, and Viscount Conner just inadvertently replied, as if he didn't listen at all.
Stunned.
A young man in a trainee knight suit opened the curtain and rushed in from outside, his expression panicking: "Master, something happened."
Viscount Conner raised his eyelids and glanced casually at him: "What's the matter?"
The young man swallowed and his voice was dry: "Our scout team just returned news that the leader of Nico failed to besiege the heresy and died on the spot. The other soldiers of the Third Patrol also collectively rebelled and swore allegiance to the false maiden Catherine . "
"what?!"
"how can that be?!"
The entire restaurant burst into an instant, and almost all officials' faces showed an unbelievable look.
The casual expression on Viscount Conner's face was also frozen instantly, and he could hardly believe his ears.
Nico is a level 3 knight, with the strength of a patrol, and a well-prepared siege. How can it be killed? !! Is the opponent too strong or Nico too wasteful?
拧 He frowned and looked at the apprentice knight, pressing his anger and continuing to ask, "What's going on, make it clear."
Viscount Conner's tone was not light and did not deliberately release coercion, but the young apprentice knight was suffocating and felt a great deal of pressure instantly.
Don't look at Viscount Conner has always been a lazy aristocratic grandfather, in fact, has been a level 3 knight more than a decade ago, or else he won't be able to take the seat of the city. He was a young probation knight who was less than 1st level, and was not enough to see in front of Viscount Conner.
He straightened his spine almost subconsciously, sweating his palms nervously: "Love, the situation is this. According to the information gathered by the scout team, the pseudo-daughter took those heretics to pray under the image of the light, and the result was bright. God gave a miracle ... "
"Nonsense!"
Before he finished speaking, Viscount Conner of UU reading www.uukanshu.com interrupted him sharply, and there was a sorrow of anger in the gray-green eyes: "The so-called God of Light has fallen for a long time. How could it be a miracle? This must be the trick of the false saint! "
The apprentice knight was startled, and quickly lowered his head and closed his mouth, afraid to say any more.
Viscount Conner clenched his fists, his expression condensed.
Don't look at the stern words on his mouth, but there is deep uneasiness in his heart.
According to the intelligence results of his previous search, the pseudo-daughter is only at level 3, and the soldiers under him are only level 1 and level 2. The rest are civilians without combat effectiveness. It stands to reason that these people are nothing but black people, and absolutely cannot be the opponents of the Third Patrol Regiment.
I can't go wrong, but they won.
什么 What does this mean? This means that someone must help them.
If only a stronger soldier or magician is helping them, in case it really is ...
Viscount Conner trembled, and quickly stopped his thoughts. No, this is impossible. The God of Light has long since fallen, and the empire has not shown signs for decades. This cannot be true, it must be the conspiracy of the false saint.
However, it is calculated that the hand is not the deity of light. Nico, who has the ambition and ability to complete it, even defeated the Third Patrol Regiment. This person's strength must be of no small value, not something ordinary people can handle.
"It seems that I have to ask her for a shot."
Viscount Conner calmed his mind, hesitated, and finally a frown seemed to make up his mind, and there was a fine light in his eyes.
This wave of resurrection of the bright afterglow, no matter what the price, we must suppress it.
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