Vol 4 Chapter 152: The light of dawn (6)

()Thank you [I have a little donkey] for your friends! Thank you for your red ticket and collection!
The war kicked off, and I hope you all support it.
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What His Majesty Pope wanted most to know was... How Lampard disintegrated the purgatory reinforcements in such a short time and defeated the "Jihad" from the front. For him, it was not Murphys that caused him fear, but the unknown forces and forces behind the three battles of Murphys-ordinary people only saw the territory protected by the huge enchantment of Lampard, but little Some people know how many hidden powers and forces there are.
Giovanni’s
knowledge
of Lampard before this war was basically derived from the data from the last crusade against the Holy See, but Lampard at that time was very different from the present, so he now Not even what level of opponent is Lampard.
Are their abilities limited to defeating their 200,000 troops?
Have they been unable to support the current Mullental?
The information sent from various battlefields is unknown. The Pope and the Cardinals have no idea at all, and even now they don’t know what kind of troops the Lampard army attacked. Because the defeat was so thorough, it was too late for all kinds of information to piece together what happened last night, so now Giovanni can only wait blindly and anxiously for Murphy's shot.
He didn't even dare to tell what happened to Bishop Stewart and a general, because that would be tantamount to finding his own way!
In this game, Murphy has completely mastered the initiative with his early efforts and layout, but the "Jihad" has fallen into the traps he has laid one after another.
Giovanni did not know that he was jumping into the pit that Murphy had dug, but at this time, he really had to jump without jumping. The army has begun to attack the city, and it is too late to retreat-if at this time suddenly change the military order to withdraw the entire army, once Murenthal attacked all the troops to chase down, then the Holy See army will definitely suffer heavy losses here.
Giovanni cannot bear such consequences.
Giovanni was like a crazy gambler. As a pope and a spokesperson in the world, he was in an extreme state at this time. His eyes were fixed on the far wall, and he wished to attack the city in person. .
Anxious emotions occupied his brain, and the news of the defeat of the three army groups still lingered in his mind, leaving the pope with cold hands and feet and cold sweat-but as time slowly passed, he also calmed down. .
To get rid of this fear, the best way in Giovanni's mind is to focus on the battle in front of him-he carefully observed the movements on the front line, but then found that something was wrong...
"Maxim didn't mention the dragon..."
Giovanni remembered that Bishop Stewart mentioned that Byzantium had dragons to help, so it was difficult to overcome, but at this time he did not find any dragons here. The battle last night was not mentioned by anyone, so I felt in my heart that the current situation is far from imagination It's that simple.
Giovanni, who was pale, stood up and tried to calm his breath. He then cast a "Holy Light" and called a military map in the bright light.
As a former Pope's assistant, he has also been exposed to some military strategy books since childhood, but this is limited to theory. Now that the map is understandable is understandable, but to say what to command personally, Giovanni is somewhat helpless. Thinking about it for a moment, he called Bishop Stewart and the generals responsible for frontline offensive matters, inquired about some things, got a general understanding of the current fighting situation, and felt a little calm...
Judging from what we learned, it is difficult for our main force to face any crisis.
Two hundred thousand jihadists, camp camps spread out more than a few kilometers. The various legion arrays are well organized, and trenches dug and erecting refusal horses dug to prevent the enemy from sneaking out of the city are readily available. At this time, in addition to the 40,000 people who are attacking the city, there are also 40,000 reserves ready for combat, and 60,000 people are equipped with armor at the rear to protect the wings and rear wings. The remaining engineers were strictly protecting the logistics supply line. Hundreds of scouts sent to the surroundings constantly searched for possible enemies in the vicinity, and the entire barracks was stable and abnormal.
According to Bishop Stewart, not to mention the soldiers in the city of Mullental, even if Byzantium can move in even 100,000 troops at this time, they are not afraid to fight a decisive battle on the plains at this time.
As for the threat of the Mage Group, although the army equipped with more than 700 magicians is not powerful, but if enough enchantment is organized, the defense's attack on the Mage Group will certainly not be a problem.
And just after Giovanni put down the map, the 120
pope guards
who came from the Vatican restored Giovanni's self-confidence...
"The Pope's Guard" is like the rank of "Demigod". Many people have heard of it but never seen it. They are dressed in ancient clothes one by one, half of them in robe and half in armor, like old antiques coming out of the grave. But few people know that these powerful men who are really hidden inside the Holy See are actually not weaker than the three giants of the heresy, and even many "old things" are far stronger than them.
But these guys, who are generally over one hundred years old, are actually not simply humans, but have received some "remodeling" like the "experiments" of "Medusa" Mrs. Prague, and many pope guards have existed even for a long time. Longer than some blood races-in other words, they have lost the most basic human feelings and become a machine-like existence.
They are only loyal to the "Pope" and only "ignore" or "hostile" to others. It has been more than two hundred years since the
pope’s guard
appeared in the world at this moment, which means that the Vatican has given up its final capital and made a life-and-death gesture.
Regarding the powerful armed force of the "Papacy", Giovanni firmly believed that this was a strong and concealed armed force, but he did not know that for these ancient secrets and forces, some people are actually better than him. Much clearer...
For example, the guy who once played against them personally...William Clement.
But the young Giovanni didn't think of more at this time. He looked at the pope guards who were standing beside him, only to feel his heart was settled. Looking at the soldiers who had successfully climbed up the wall in the distance, he slowly relieved his breath and said to himself: "This time... what else can you do?"
...
Murphy was really not good, because he was closing his eyes and meditating on the walls of Lampard.
The treated basin in the distance seems to have returned to normal, and even from this angle, I can’t see any difference between this basin and other grounds-of course, if you look at the magic guides arranged on the wall Artillery, you will find that the firepower concentration of these powerful weapons is exactly there.
"Really don't want me to go? I know what you're worried about...but—ah..."
The Dark Queen stood next to Murphy, with some helplessness and sighs in her tone, but more concerned about...she knew what Murphy was going to do next, and she knew what kind of enemy he was facing.
As a dark queen who once had a hatred with the Holy See, she doesn't want to give up the opportunity to completely penetrate the enemy into the abyss. It's just that Murphy made a sudden request not to let her go to the front line, which made Ashkandi really depressed...Of course, it was only "depressed". If she changed someone else, she might have already unloaded the other party.
"I know it's unreasonable to do so, but it may be my only request." Murphy opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Ashcandy's red eyes, and then stunned...
He thought he would watch the violence and hatred in those red eyes, but in the end he found that Ashcandi was far calmer than she had imagined, not suppressing his emotions, but real peace-she was low He lowered his eyes and sighed softly: "Your plan told me without any reservation. I naturally understand the final outcome of the Holy See. Remember what I said after I came out of the heresy ruling? Nowadays my goals in life are almost all yours Realized, now I want to keep my hatred towards them, I am afraid it is also a difficult thing."
Murphy was silent to answer... Ashcandi's words reminded him of the scene when he demolished the eighteenth floor underground cage of the heresy, which made the dark queen tease her that "the wish of life has been inked Fez has completed one-third", and at this time the old things are revisited, naturally with some emotion.
But Murphy knew that if Ashkandi was missing in this decisive battle, it would be a pity that she would sigh all her life.
"So... come with me, just stay on the wall of Mullental, don't go anywhere else. Is it okay?"
Murphy withdrew ~EbookFREE.me~ to the woman with the most important position in his heart, after all, Murphy couldn't make any effort to ask for anything.
Ashcandi nodded, stretched out his hand boldly and naturally, and gently held Murphy's palm. Lampard's breeze blew through, and it seemed that there was no peace in the territory affected by the war, but When Murphy turned around and looked at the murderous army in the city, the calm mood was involuntarily slightly agitated.
In the confrontation with the Holy See, Murphy did not value much. He understood that this time the real opponent was not the apparent "Jihad"... but the hidden purgatory forces. If he could not end the influence of purgatory on the human plane, this Once was the Holy See colluding with purgatory and attacking the whole continent, next time? Maybe it was Byzantium, Caslandi, or even Lampard that was bewitched by purgatory...
Enemy against the plane, this concept may only be understood by Ashcandi. Looking at the woman beside him who had already buried her memory, Murphy squeezed her palm slightly, and then ordered the entire Lampard army to start a full-scale war...
The sky was completely dark, but the flashing teleportation of Lampardne made the sky here bright and bright again and again.