Chapter 1346: Soldiers to the Holy City

At the end of October, the weather is slightly cold and everything is withered. It is already late autumn. The vegetation has turned yellow, and the earth has a monotonous color.
In the rustling autumn wind, a piece of yellow leaves swirled and slowly fell to the ground. Mixed in among the same withered weeds.
Immediately an iron hoof fell from the air and stepped heavily on the fallen leaves, crushing the already fragile leaves. The fragments drifted away with the dignified autumn wind
It was a tall, pure black war horse.
The hoof feet alone are the size of a bowl, with slender limbs and full of bulging muscles up and down. It seems to know that it contains explosive power.
The shiny fur gleamed in the sun, as if painted with a layer of ink.
There is a white sword-shaped spot in front of its forehead, which looks unusually godlike, and the mount of the of war in the myth is nothing more than this.
If you are a horse-savvy person, you can know at the first glance that this war horse is from the Aberdeen region where war horses are abundant, and it is the best war horse in the mainland.
If you are a professional, you might be able to clearly point out from its beautiful long neck, long mane, short head, and developed limbs that the horse has the best and purest royal blood. His ancestors have been favored by countless ancient emperors.
There are very few such famous horses in the world, and all are invaluable, and only the most powerful people in the mainland can have them.
On that horse sits a tall knight in a scarlet cloak, who is covered in thick armor.
The armor is bright, beautiful and meticulous, with exquisite patterns and patterns painted on it, full of artistic flavor, and definitely not a common product.
The knight carried a sword on his waist, and the hilt was inlaid with a huge gem, almost the size of an egg. The crystal clear gem reflected dazzlingly smooth in the sun, and it was truly priceless.
Behind him, a large flag fluttered in the wind, embroidered with a huge golden lightning.
The knight sat back on the horse and glanced sideways proudly.
Wherever he looked, there was a sea of ​​banners. The armor was like a sea, the light of a knife was like snow, and the spear was like a forest.
Well-equipped soldiers covered the entire land. They lined up neatly, forming a square formation, arrogantly facing the east, and the whole team was exceptionally spectacular.
The black iron armor on their bodies reflected the cold light, dimming the sun in the sky.
The footsteps on the march rumbling like thunder, shaking the sky, resounding through the clouds.
From time to time, a long horn sounded, penetrating the huge noise, clearly in the ears.
Seeing that group of soldiers rushed across the plain like a tide, Veraprani couldn't help but feel a trace of pride.
These are the Semitic legions he led.
　With an order of their own, the most elite warriors of the Semitic tribe will cross the mountains and the sea without fear, and will turn everything in front of them into rubble and an endless sea of ​​blood~!
Along the way, they were invincible and attacked hundreds of cities, plundered 2,000 miles, and fought dozens of battles without losing.
The so-called elite of human beings are as weak as a group of chickens and dogs before them.
At this moment, looking at the rows of soldiers, he couldn't help but feel an illusion, as if he was a high above the clouds, arbitrarily deciding the life and death of all people.
At this moment, he is in charge of this land.
The resentment towards the high priest in his heart had long since disappeared without a trace.
In front of the high priest, General Veraprani was not as favored as General Maschinote who had just died.
The reason is probably that he is not as eloquent and likable as Maschinot.
Therefore, in the war, he was only commanding on the western front and was responsible for dealing with the offensive from the Ruman Empire. The soldiers in the Kiel Kingdom and the Ruman Empire have been fighting a tug of war.
That's a job that has a lot of effort and can't get much benefit.
The famous general of the Ruman Empire, the Marquess of Marleyton is also an experienced and veteran opponent.
Although the Marquis of Maraton was not as strong and lacking in troops, he was very elusive in fighting, and he was defeated repeatedly in Veraprani's fierce attack.
But the Ruman Empire led by him was defensively as strong as a tortoise, and there were artillery to assist in the battle, leaving Verapran at a loss for anything.
Therefore, on the Eastern Front, Maschinot and the others kept advancing because their opponents were too weak. They were also robbing sites for money and women. They were also appointed Xu Jue, and a lot of hereditary titles were given out. hat of.
There is a sound of praise in the Semitic army, and people expect it to be the same.
There was no movement on Veraprani's side, which made him extremely uncomfortable. If he was a little careless, he would be bitten by Maretton's old fox. That feeling was like an going up to the brothel, burning in his heart, but there was nowhere to vent. If he stayed any longer, he would be going crazy.
And now, suddenly there was a thunderbolt in the sky.
General Maschinot, who had made great achievements in the battle, was hung up, and suddenly died on the battlefield under circumstances that no one had expected.
And the generals under him were all in a group without a leader for a while.
Speaking of which, the puppies are really cool. The bones of General Maschinot are not cold. The generals started fighting for the crown of King Casmonía on his head, and they were even going to be big. Fight.
That is the king's hat, ruling thousands of miles of land, and ruling all fertile plains, with 30 million Li people, controlling the life and death of their nobles.
Each of the several generals under Maschinot believes that the crown should be his own, and the commander of the Western Front should also be his own.
Under the city of Deron, they were almost about to fight on a large scale. These generals came from different Semitic tribes, they belonged to the same tribe, and their families were not the same.
The unhappy liches found that something was wrong and tried their best to suppress them.
At the same time, the lawsuit also hit the high priest.
In anger, the high priest severely reprimanded the generals.
Veraprani himself was a blessing in disguise, transferred from the western front, and commanded the battle.
And the high priest may have made a promise, as long as he wins Vatican, he will be the king of Casmonria~!
Compared with his current title of King Ripoll, it is really small and pitiful, it is not one-third as big as Casmonria.
Thinking of this, Velapland couldn't help but laugh happily again, as he had been like these past few days, he almost couldn't keep his mouth shut.
What does it mean to see people’s hearts for a long time? What does it mean to see the clouds open to see and understand? What does it mean to not experience wind and rain and not see the rainbow...
Looking at the personal experience of General Verapland, you can know how the General has worked hard and succeeded in the end.
　At this moment, there was a fast horse galloping from the front.
The knight came to the front, hurriedly strangled his horse, and stopped. He saluted General Veraplan and then shouted: "Report to General, our forward has arrived ten miles outside Vatican City.
Please give me instructions. "
"Ten miles outside of Vatican City?~!" Verapland was shocked.
The powerful Semitic army has reached the pillar of the human spirit, under their holy city~!
As long as this place is captured, the human spirit of resistance will inevitably be shattered.
And as the person who led the army to invade the holy city of the human race, he will definitely go down in history~!
"Conqueror of Vantino, or, conqueror of humanity~!"
Veraprani was thinking about this title secretly in his heart, adding this attributive in front of his name. It feels really not too good~!
I will not become the first person of the Semitic people, no royal nobles, and I will not be worthy to come and carry shoes for myself.
Thinking of this, he immediately waved his horse whip and said loudly: "Give my order, the whole army will speed up. Be sure to arrive under Vatican City before noon."
After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and slapped his horse's ass.
Under the pain of the war horse, there was a violent scream, and people stood up, then kicked off with all four hoofs, riding Juechen, and rushed in the direction of the army.
The standard-bearer next to him saw him, but he didn't dare to neglect. He hurriedly urged the horse, holding the banner high, and chasing.
An hour later, Verapland had already arrived in the front army.
At this time, the former army had already set up a camp ten miles from Vatican City.
Although Veraplan was covered in dust, he did not dismount and enter the camp to rest. Instead, he walked through the camp and came to a small hill not far away. Then he stopped the horse and carefully observed the city in the distance.
Under the shining of the sun, the city in the distance is like a pale blue cloud, which is not clear.
Only in the center of the city, there is a dazzling golden light, the halo illuminates the sky, as if it is a miracle.
Veraplan just took a look, and then clearly knew what it was.
In fact, every Semitic general knew this well.
Those are the three goals that every heroic Semitic officer dreams of, and even the three goals that they must conquer without sacrificing their souls: First, the three towers of the Maple Leaf Danlin, which represent the highest achievements of the human element mage.
Second, it is here, the magnificent temple of light in Vatican City, which represents the spiritual sanctuary of all mankind.
Third, it is the famous castle in Ruman City in Ruman Empire, which represents Ruman Empire, the most powerful country in the world.
At this time, the golden light he saw was actually the reflection of the golden dome of the Temple of Light
It is said that many people of the human race regard the reflection of the golden roof as one of the top ten sights of the holy city. For this reason, they are still very angry, drinking, and reading poetry, and the disgusting people even vomit out food.
However, at this time, Veraplan felt a burst of excitement in his heart.
This is the closest place the Semitic can reach the enemy for thousands of years.
And tomorrow, this place will become a pile of rubble~!
He had already obtained information, and the mobilization of the Illuminati's armaments was extremely slow. The vanguard forces they could use were also lost in the recent war.
Therefore, Vantino at this time can be said to be an empty city, except for a large group of dead bald heads and nuns, there are no soldiers available.
Attacked an empty city with nearly 200,000 troops...···
Although it is a famous city, it will certainly fall under its own feet~!
Looking at the city in the distance and imagining that it was plunged into a sea of ​​flames, General Verapland could not help but suddenly raised a trace of regret: If such a beautiful city could be preserved, it would be great.
It is a pity that the high priest has already issued a strict order, Vantino must be destroyed~!
Moreover, it is impossible to leave even a complete tile. It is necessary to clean and thoroughly erase the name Vantino forever.
He thought about it for a while, then he heard the sound of a horn behind him, and he couldn't help but look back.
Immediately, I saw that the former army’s camp had been lit up with smoke. Obviously the soldiers were burying pots for cooking.
Upon seeing this, Wei Lapland couldn't help but furious, and a group of war horses shouted sharply: "Where is the former commander of General Talma?"
Seeing him suddenly furious, several officers beside him looked at each other for a while.
I don’t know who was in the crowd and said in a low voice,
I know that the adults are coming, and General Talma is in the camp, preparing lunch for the adults.

Veraplan had an electric look and glanced coldly, but he didn't find who the speaker was—at this time, he risked speaking for Talma, and he was definitely his best friend.
He snorted coldly, and then sternly said: "Eating, at this time, he still has the mind to eat. The order is that he should come to see me within ten breaths, otherwise he will engage in military law~!"
After speaking, he flicked the cloak heavily and turned to look at Vantino.
Behind him, a group of officers secretly looked at each other, and they all dared not speak.
The so-called three fires for new officials.
No matter when this new official takes office, this prestige must stand out, otherwise, the subordinates will look down on themselves and will not be able to command in the future.
And since Wei Lapland took office, the big guy has been secretly guessing who he will use. But there has been no movement.
Now it seems that Talma was unlucky and hit his gun.
But this is also expected. After the death of General Muschinot, among all his successors, Tarma had the highest voice because he had the most troops.
As a result, the high priest airborne a general Verapran, and if he doesn't clean him, who should he clean up?
A guard rushed to the barracks to convey Verapland's orders.
After a while, I saw a general wearing a red cloak and a red and white helmet galloping over.
As soon as he got closer, he rolled his saddle and dropped his horse, knelt down on one knee, respectfully saluted in front of General Verapland, and shouted: "General, Talma is here to report."
Veraplan turned his head and looked at each other up and down. I found Talma's respectful face and an extremely serious attitude.
Seeing this situation, Verapran was not easy to get angry, he had to grasp the importance of the subordinates, otherwise it would cause the subordinates to hold grudges.
He snorted coldly, and then said in a deep voice: "General Talma, tell me, where are you now?"
Talma was startled.
Before he could answer, Veraplan stretched out his horse whip, pointed at the distant Vatican City, and then sternly shouted: "You are under the holy city of mankind under Vatican City. Burning the Temple of Light. Achieving unworldly achievements is right in front of you. But you stop.
As a general, do you know what it means to be fast? "
Talma was stunned for a while, before eating and saying: "But General, our army has travelled a long distance and marched all the way hurriedly. People are tired of horses and horses, and they have not eaten yet..."
Veraplan looked at him with hatred of iron and steel, and said: "The enemy has not eaten. They are just an empty city. The nearest human army is still surrounded by us in Deron. I don't know what you are worried about?"
Talma hesitated for a moment, and then argued: "General, according to the report by the cavalry who came back from the horse, it seems to see the eagle flag of Lorraine ahead.
It is very likely that he has led the army to arrive, so...so..."
Everyone suddenly heard the taboo name, and they all whispered in unison, then looked at each other.
The flying eagle of the human race.
Damnable little white face.
He not only snatched the first beauty of Lingshan, but also put a green hat on his Royal Highness. Moreover, according to unconfirmed news, he once had a fight with the high priest. Set up an ambush and wound the high priest.
In the minds of everyone, the high priest is a great existence like a or a devil, who is invincible across the world. However, such a great has suffered under the hands of that man.
He shattered the myth of the invincibility of the high priest ~EbookFREE.me~ and pulled him off the altar, while also creating his own myth. Awe and fear are deeply rooted in the hearts of the Semites.
Velapland was also startled, and then furiously thundered, and shouted sharply: "Fart, fart
Lorraine is far away in Nian, how can he lead the army in such a short time? Could it be that it didn't come by flying?
Even if he flew in from the war fortress, you don't know how high the energy consumption of the war fortress is. How many people can Vantino have for such a long journey? "
Everyone couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all showed thoughtful expressions.
Yes, the load capacity of the war fortress is limited, and at most dozens of people can be transported at a time.
Even if Lorraine used the strength of feeding milk, how many people could he transport in such a short time?
At most, it is the appearance of a regiment.
That little force is really not enough for everyone.
These soldiers are also elites of this era, but they have fallen into a misunderstanding of understanding because of lack of knowledge. They don't know what kind of powerful means of transportation is called a train in this world. Therefore, there is no way to judge the true force that Lorraine can bring.
But in fact, even if they knew the true strength of Lorraine's troops, they wouldn't care. A division was just 10,000 people. For them, who had nearly 200,000 soldiers, they didn't care at all.
At this time, Veraplan pointed to Vantino and sternly shouted: "General Talma, right now, attack me. If it is later, I am afraid our enemy will have escaped!" (to be continued) )