Chapter 1202: Heaven Train

The huge stage of Ghent City has no particularly good lighting and sound effects, but it is extremely real.
Tonight, from the time when Ren Xiaosu killed Rose Avenue, the monastery standing at the end of Rose Avenue is like the starting point for everything. From there, blood begins to flow, and good shows come from there.
Chen Jiu almost witnessed the whole process of this war tonight.
From the beginning, the situation seemed to be one-sided. No one thought that Ren Xiaosu could win. At that time, the church was still entangled in whether to save people.
But in a flash, the wizard family has become a vulnerable group on this stage.
This is probably something that everyone had never expected. Now even the Norman head has died on the spot.
He witnessed Ren Xiaosu escape from the encirclement under the hunt of tens of thousands of people. He witnessed the advent of the lizard in the palace guard. He also witnessed the other side open a large mottled iron door, and then everything started to change a little bit differently. .
The observatory at Chen Jiu's feet slowly descended, and he felt that he no longer needed to continue watching.
"Father, where are you going?" Chen Anan looked at Chen Jiu leaving the battlefield and asked, "Why don't you save someone? Was he killed?"
Chen An'an, they can't see the situation of war. Although there are gunfire, they can't judge what happened.
They did not know that the Sixth Field Division had arrived on the battlefield, so in their imagination, Ren Xiaosu was likely to have been overwhelmed by the crowd.
However, things were completely different from what they had imagined. Chen Jiu turned to them and said, "The other party does not need us to save. I will now go back to the ground to see if I can seize the last chance. You are waiting for me here, I will soon Will come back."
More than twenty members of the Templar looked at each other, and no one knew what the last chance was.
Chen Jiu returned to the underground world. He walked through the long, dark corridor and walked all the way to the depths of the ground.
The road went darker and darker, so dark that Chen Jiu could hardly see the graffiti patterns on the walls, but his heart became brighter and brighter.
It was like they had walked through a dark tunnel for hundreds of years, and now there is finally a ray of light ahead.
That light is the exit, and this tunnel is finally going to finish.
If there is a better choice, the Sanctuary will never take everyone to hide in the obscure underground world.
The underground world looks interesting, but who knows the pain of long-term lack of light?
Without sunlight, the body will lack calcium.
Therefore, there are several places in the underground world called light wells. Everyone has to go to the sun to ensure their normal growth.
However, the light wells in the underground world are extremely limited, so not everyone has the opportunity to bask in the sun, so many underground people suffering from rickets appear under the ground.
Chen Jiu remembers very clearly that when he took four-year-old Xiao An'an and Chen Cheng to Guangjing, Xiao An'an blocked the sunlight with his young hands, and only dared to let the sunlight fall on his face through the gap, rejoicing and timid.
Underground people like to graffiti with minerals, and among those mineral grind paints that can be used for graffiti, underground people like orange-red most. Everyone says that it is the color of the sun that is mapped in the depth of the pupil after the eyelid and capillaries.
This is everyone's desire for sunlight.
The Sanctuary is the leader of the underground people, and the Chen family has always been the leader of the Sanctuary.
Chen Jiu was told from the time of being sensible that if he had a chance, he must return to the surface with the people below.
But this kind of thing... It is easy to be an ideal, but difficult to achieve.
This dim underground world is like sinking into an endless night.
When he first received the news from Zhang Haoyun that Ren He's descendants might appear, Chen Jiu was excited and nervous.
He was excited because the ancestor always said that the descendants of the knights will definitely come here, take over the authority of the temple, and lead everyone out of the darkness.
Over the years, the leaders of the Templar have so comforted themselves.
Chen Jiu was nervous because he learned that Ren Xiaosu was coming alone, how could he subvert the entire wizarding country?
If such a person suddenly arrives, will he bring the already fragile church organization into the abyss?
Is the other party qualified to take over the authority of the temple?
But tonight Chen Jiu understood that the other party did not seem to be interested in the church when he came here.
Chen Jiu personally watched Ren Xiaosu steal the black true vision symbolizing power from the head of the Norman family. At that moment, it seemed that the power of the old aristocracy of the wizard would also disappear.
Ren Xiaosu was surrounded by his friends and comrades who were born and died, and behind him was the entire 178 stronghold northwest army.
The young man came to visit the wizarding kingdom.
At this time, Chen Jiu finally came to the deepest part of the ground, that is a huge underground cave, where countless torches were burning, and a black underground river rushed through the cave.
Countless underground people huddled here. After receiving the news of the war on the surface, they hid here, fearing that they would be affected.
At the moment when Chen Jiu appeared, everyone's eyes came towards him with no prestige, expectation, fear, anxiety, and the anger of destiny hidden in his heart.
Chen Jiu calmly said: "Stand up."
The people on the ground looked at each other, and the chatter kept chatting, but the noisy voice quickly subsided again.
After the first person stood up, the second, the third... the 10,000th, all stood up and looked at the temple leader in front of them.
Among them are old people, women with babies in their arms, and many young people with hoe.
Chen Jiu said: "For more than a hundred years, I have been dormant in the ground for more than a hundred."
"Every year someone asks me when I will return to the surface. I believe my father and my grandfather will face the same problem."
"But every time someone asks, we can only keep silent because we have no answer at that time."
"We were born in darkness, and our hearts are towards light."
"But this world has never seemed fair to us, and light has always only existed in the light well."
"When I take Chen An'an to Gwangi, I will try my best to raise her up a bit. It seems that this will make her closer to the light."
"I am ashamed of this, and I am ashamed of the silence I faced before when you asked questions."
The underground people's breathing began to be heavy, and the young man's palm holding the gradually tightened.
Chen Jiu's eyes swept across everyone's face: "But if you ask me when I can return to the surface today, I will tell you, it is now."
He summoned a guardian with tattoos on his face, and asked him to fetch a pot of scarlet paint.
Chen Jiu dipped the paint with his right thumb, and then wiped his own eyebrows: "I still have the courage to follow me in my heart. Weapons with weapons, without weapons, without stones, I will take you home, Take you to meet the new leader."
Underground torches illuminate everyone's faces. Underground people follow Chen Jiu one by one and wipe vermilion on their brows, and then merge into a torrent.
...
The Norman family manor is quiet, the hostess of the manor sits dignified in the hall of the mansion of thousands of square meters, and she is surrounded by young people from the entire Norman family.
These young people are not yet qualified to enter the battlefield, and the hostess sits on the manor just to restrain them during this special period of time.
The hostess is more than 70 years old, but the skin is maintained like a noble lady in her 40s, with a dignified and elegant jewelry and grace.
Before the war was about to begin, the Light Knights of the Norman family had already dispatched a force to station around the manor.
At this time, the defense in Norman Manor was tight, and I was afraid that even a fly could not fly in.
In the hall, the young people did not seem to be nervous when the war came, but most people were cynical. No one felt that war could shake the foundation of the Norman family.
The Norman and Tudor families have ruled the wizarding kingdom for nearly two hundred years. During this period, other families tried to provoke their majesty, but they all ended in failure.
These young people were told from an early age that no one could ever defeat the Norman family.
In this late night hall, there are even a steady stream of servants bringing in food, freshly roasted beef and venison are placed on silver dinner plates, and scarlet wine shakes in crystal glasses.
With silver cutlery, it is because the people of the wizarding country still believe that silver can detect all poisons, so that it can be tested whether someone has poisoned food.
If it were not for this reason, I am afraid that the Norman family would replace all tableware with gold.
No one came back from the battle. Everyone thought that tonight was like the day that Donald died. It was a unilateral slaughter of the enemy by the Norman family.
In the three kitchens of the mansion, there are hundreds of chefs who are busy with this temporary dinner.
The servants took the food away like running water, and then the chef immediately made new dishes.
A chef put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said to the assistant beside him: "Go to the cold store to get the beef tongue."
The black-haired and black-eyed assistant nodded and walked towards the cold storage.
The cold storage in the wizarding country is not an electric-powered refrigeration system, but the servants take out the ice in the cellar every day, and then put it in the cold storage.
After entering the cold storage alone, the assistant did not pick up the beef tongue, but went straight to the place where the wine was stored, and opened a wooden box pressed at the bottom.
It was very difficult to secretly transport things to the Norman Manor. Today, when the war started, the Northwest Intelligence staff found an opportunity when the manor changed defenses. When transporting ice cubes and red wine in the ice cellar, the box was brought in together.
If it were not for this war, I am afraid they would not find such a good opportunity in two years.
This is p5092's secret plan to explain to the Big Fools organization. p5092 said that frontal war is one thing, and side attack is another.
Before the real war begins, you must seize all opportunities: the opportunities given to you when your opponent makes mistakes.
The eve of chaos, the easier the opponent is to make mistakes.
The box was opened, but it was not a wine, but a delicate "full nitrogen anion salt bomb".
Northwest intelligence personnel penetrated the wizarding country. They brought radio stations and firearms from Middle-earth. At the same time, a small number of people carried in batches the most powerful explosives in the world today.
Before the catastrophe, there were actually metal hydrogen bombs that were more powerful than the full nitrogen anion salt bombs, but the development of metal hydrogen was too difficult and has disappeared in the history of the other side of the ocean.
The all-nitrogen anion salt bomb is a new pride in the history of oriental gunpowder, and the research data was found by the exploration team of 178 fortress.
Fortress 178 is located in the northwest, which is just near the blast test base of the all-nitrogen anion salt bomb before the disaster.
The decomposition temperature of the total nitrogen anion salt is as high as 116.8c, which has very good thermal stability.
But the most crucial thing is that it was once hailed as the "ultra-high-energy energetic material" closest to the nuclear bomb after the metal hydrogen.
Once a piece of salt-sized material leaked in the experiment, a laboratory was scrapped directly.
For example, five kilograms of tnt can only blow up a small bungalow, but this small exquisite full nitrogen anion salt bomb can destroy a Norman manor...
The little kitchen assistant pressed the countdown button on the detonator, and then left the cold room as if nothing had happened.
He didn't take the tongue of the cow at all, but burrowed directly into the dirty channel behind the kitchen where he was pouring water, and left the channel without changing his face.
The expression was calm as if the stench had no effect on him at all, and his will was extremely firm.
...
Under the well behind the Rose Abbey, Mego sat nervously on a wooden box in the little secret room: "Why have you never mentioned your life experience with me?"
Xiao Xia whispered: "I'm sorry, but there are too many people involved in this matter, I can't let them bear the risk for me."
"I don't mean to blame you," Xiaomei said quickly. "I mean, if you tell me, maybe I can help. I used to listen to you while I was underground, and I felt quite useless." , It doesn’t help, and you don’t even understand what you are saying."
Xiaoxia stepped forward and took Xiaomei's hand: "Don't say that, why are you useless? Thanks to you this time."
Xiaomei's eyes lit up: "Why do you say that?"
Xiaoxia explained: "Thanks to you for bringing that knightly descendant to the wizarding kingdom."
Xiaomei: "...Is this so?"
At this moment, Xiaomei felt like she had suffered a 10,000-knife crit in her heart, and she almost cried out.
"I'm joking with you," Xiaoxia laughed. She and Xiaomei sat side by side on the box and said, "I was 12 years old and knew these things. Since that day, I can't be as carefree as other people of my age. Life. I was envious of you at that time, but then I was not envious, but I wanted to protect everything for you. In fact, you are sent to the border to investigate is what I mean, will you blame me? I just hope that Before the conflict breaks out, keep you away from the vortex of Ghent City."
Not only that, even Xiaoxia signed a marriage contract with the Tudor family, but also a little want to make Xiaomei think about it.
Of course, Xiaoxia made this decision mainly to give her the opportunity to get closer to the Tudor family.
Xiao Xia didn't really want to marry the man in the Tudor family. Their plan was to take poison while the Tudor feast was on the wedding day.
Many wizards will come to the wedding that day, and the core figures of the Tudor family will certainly be present.
"Don't blame you," Mego shook his head. "The hard two years have made me understand a lot of things. I was there looking up at the stars alone and singing alone to myself. It was a bit uncomfortable at first, but only later I found that loneliness makes my heart stronger."
At this time, Mei Ge suddenly thought that if Ren Xiaosu was still in this secret room, I am afraid to say to him: Light has a strong heart and a fart, and you have to be strong.
Thinking of this, Xiaomei even felt a little funny. The middle-aged boy seemed to look down on himself at the beginning, but he was always helping himself.
Xiao Xia looked at Xiao Mei's silly and happy heart and said, maybe this is a fool.
However, Xiaomei smiled and fell silent. He thought for a long time and suddenly said: "I actually know that I am quite useless, really useful, and will not let all of you subconsciously protect me, right? But no matter if I use it or not, I want to get out of this well now, instead of hiding here as an ostrich. Ren Xiaosu is my friend, he has done a lot of things for me, and now to help us attract attention , And even ran out alone to face thousands of troops."
Xiao Xia listened quietly, and Xiao Mei courageously said, "He doesn't have any relatives when he comes to this wizarding country alone. Since he treats me as a friend, I should treat him like a friend. I also don't Knowing if he is still alive now, I don’t know if I’m going to save him now, whether it’s too late or useful, but if I don’t go, I’ll regret it.

Xiao Xia, with a calm expression, gradually smiled: "You really changed a lot."
"Really," Xiaomei said a little embarrassedly: "Sometimes I want to live like Ren Xiaosu, so I don't need to be afraid of anything. To be honest, it sounds like bragging in the ears of others..."
"No explanation," Xiaoxia said with a smile: "Let's go."
"No, you can't go," Xiaomei shook her head. "You still have your own mission. If you have an accident, what will happen to those behind you?"
"Whatever mission is not mission, I just want to be with you," Xiao Xia said firmly.
However, at this moment, two loud noises broke out in Ghent.
The sound was more bursting than the thunder in the summer night sky, as if the cataclysm had come again, destroying the world.
In an instant, it seemed that the sky dome began to fall, the land began to sink, the mountains and rivers entered the sea, and the meteorite fell.
The whole city of Ghent shook in the explosion, and even the level of the well water outside the chamber fell suddenly.
It was just that Mego rushed out of the chamber like crazy and climbed up the rope at the wellhead.
Xiao Xia took him to climb to the top of the Rose Abbey, and the two stood on the dome, silently watching the Norman Manor and Tudor Manor blaze a raging fire from east to west.
The blasting debris and haze rising from the sky are like real dark clouds rushing towards the sky.
The red fire in the black haze is still flashing, like a real thunder behind a storm cloud.
At one moment Xiaoxia was thinking, I'm afraid that her ancestor Russell shot just that.
The Norman Manor and Tudor Manor are gone. The most glorious symbol in the wizarding country has instantly become the dust in history. It seems that the Norman and Tudor families have also become a thing of the past.
The blast of fire exploded all the young roots of the Norman family and the Tudor family into powder, as if washing their criminal history.
The Norman family and the Tudor family have broken their roots, and no one ever thought that the 178 fortress was so fierce.
Xiao Xia and Xiao Mei stood on the dome holding hands, they looked at the Tudor Knights, the Light Knights, and the Middle-earth warriors who did not know where they came from. It's like dreaming!
It turned out that the other party really didn't need to save themselves, Xiaomei sighed.
It turns out that this is the other party's confidence!
...
At this moment, hundreds of assault columns of the Sixth Field Division have cleared the way forward.
They completely wiped out the enemies hiding in the streets, alleys, and roofs. In this way, after a slight adjustment, the main force that just rushed out of the key door can officially launch a more intense and comprehensive attack.
p5092 looked faintly at the back of the seat, and it seemed that apart from the war, nothing new in the world could be aroused by the same interest.
When Norman and Tudor Manor exploded, Zhang Xiaoman was almost shocked and almost fell off the lookout. Even the Black Fox was shocked.
The horses in the Knights are completely mad. They no longer care about the knights on their backs, but they run wild and even trample on each other.
The screams of the horses mixed in the wailing and roaring seemed extremely helpless and helpless.
The knights stared blankly at the skylight, and then caught off guard one by one, the knights in heavy armor were lifted off their horses, and then because the armor was too heavy, they could not even successfully pass the crowd, The horse got up.
The knights who still maintain reason want to control the war horse firmly. All the energy is used to show their riding. They are very clear that in this case, once the horse is dropped, it is all over.
Everything is messed up, what is needed from order to disorder? All it takes is a violent explosion.
In this completely disordered and chaotic battlefield, the expression of p5092 has not changed at all, and it looks exactly as expected.
The peaceful p5092 and the noisy and noisy world are like a sharp contrast between absolute disorder and absolute order.
p5092 is silent. The pulse generated by the explosion will affect the operation of the communication system. After waiting for the pulse to pass, the command will return to his hands.
In my ears, there was only the sound of a rush of electricity.
However, for p5092, this sound is more like the silence after the extreme noise.
In this brief half-minute, he could finally take a breath.
The thoughts of p5092 sank into his inner world at once, like a rock plopping into the sea, and then sinking all the way toward the black bottom.
There is no suffocation after drowning, only silence.
At the next moment, the communication system returned to normal, and a report from the front-line assault column commander came from the headset: "The c31 area has been breached. Repeat. The 131 assault column has successfully breached the c31 area. A heavy machine gun position is being established!"
In an instant, p5092 seemed to be picked up from the bottom of the sea by this sound. In just a short time of 0.02 seconds, he became a well-known war machine again: "I ignored one thing before, now 131 assault column do not Enter the battlefield hurriedly, you go to find the commanding heights, and cover the d19 area with firepower. After 5 minutes, the marshal will pass from there. Before that, you must open the gap for the marshal!"
One command after another was passed from the command system: "97 assault columns control the c21 area without letting the enemy there threaten the commander-in-chief."
"The 81 and 82 assault columns were stationed on the spot, responding to the main force behind entering the battlefield!"
"Black Fox, after you lead the main force into the battlefield, be sure to cut the battlefield for me. I want to be handsome and have no worries!"
As the so-called thief captures the king first, Ren Xiaosu is now carrying more than 20 people to execute the beheading plan among thousands of horses and horses, and what he wants to do with p5092 is to let Ren Xiaosu have no obstacles around him!
Zhou Yingxue stood next to p5092 and manipulated the vine and asked, "You said you missed a thing? What is it?"
p5092 said: "Now we have uprooted the foundations of their younger generation, and even ruined the manor, which will make them feel desperate, so, to prevent the Norman and Tudor families from bursting out of new despair power."
During a war, an excellent commander must not only consider how to accurately strike the enemy step by step, weaken the opponent's living power, back-up troops, and replenish lifeline.
Also think about people's hearts.
Although the wizards are respected, they also have their own pride.
No one is sure that in the desperate situation, the ancient and mysterious inheritance of witchcraft will explode with unimaginable power.
Zhou Yingxue frowned: "What should I do?"
p5092 calmly said: "There is still a burst of power in despair, because they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts. As long as the commander beheads fast enough, before the burst of power of this group of wizards, all hope is destroyed."
The engineer in charge of debugging equipment for the p5092 next thought that since the p5 chief came to the northwest, there have been more and more cruel words.
...
Ren Xiaosu calmly observed the battlefield. I don't know why. The more dangerous it is, the calmer he will become.
This is the case in Jingshan, in Luocheng, and in the sacred mountain of fire, especially at this time among thousands of troops.
Just now, Zhang Xiaoman guided him to the direction of Tudor’s evacuation, but the pulse erupted from Norman Manor and Tudor Manor affected the communication system before the result was confirmed.
But the good news is that half of the knights around them who haven't seen the "high-energy explosives" are in a daze.
In this backward country, the wizards pride themselves on the gods, and the soldiers of the wizard family pride themselves on the knights of the kingdom. However, at this moment, the group of gods encounters things that theology cannot explain to them.
"At 11 o'clock!" Ren Xiaosu roared in the battlefield: "Seize the opportunity and break through!"
In an instant, the chariot headed by Lao Xu turned instantly, and blood flowed wherever the black knife pointed.
Where people turned their horses, the 22 t5 fighters on the flanks on both sides were like the tracks of the chariot, crushing the enemy on the ground relentlessly.
Of the tens of millions of people, the bullets will be finished and the grenade will be thrown away, so when fighting to the frenzy, the t5 fighters will find that their fists and body are ultimately the most effective.
In the Tinder company, t5 is called the person of heaven.
As p5092 said, not everyone is eligible to become a t5. The achievements that gene pharmacy can help you achieve are determined by genes when you are born.
Therefore, every t5 in the Tinder company is a treasure. Each of them is cast according to the principles of war. Everyone is a real killing machine.
When they became the track of this chariot, and when they had run out of ammunition, this group of crazy and powerful machines began to plunder enemy weapons.
The t5 warriors robbed each other's saber with a force that the enemy couldn't resist, and then inserted the enemy's long sword into the gap of the enemy's armor.
The Tudor and Norman family knights have the most sophisticated equipment in the wizarding country, the armor is thick and tough, and it is simply unrealistic to cut with a sword.
If ordinary soldiers use cold weapons to fight them, I am afraid that it will take nine cows and two tigers to kill them.
However, the T5 warriors are more flexible and domineering than expected, and their ability to control the body has reached a level of vulgarity.
Of course, with the power of t5, you can directly kill a cavalry through armor, but these people are real war machines. When facing uncountable enemies, they will definitely complete the maximum killing with minimal physical exertion.
No one knows who comes first in the "victory" and "death" of the war, so they must stay strong to deal with all risks.
But seeing what the chariot passed, a t5 warrior took a stab with his sword, and then stabbed his long sword into the opponent's neck along the gap between the opponent's helmet and heavy armor, and nailed the opponent to the ground.
This sword is as accurate as heart surgery. The thin long sword is inserted through the gap of the 0.3 mm armor, just like the seaside fisherman cleverly inserts the oyster shell with a dagger.
Immediately after, the t5 warrior withdrew his opponent's sword from the waist of the knight who had just died, and continued to look for the next enemy!
When this series of actions are coherent, it is done in one go!
Occasionally, t5 warriors gazed at each other, and they all saw fanaticism from each other's eyes.
This kind of free-spirited battle was not experienced by the Tinder Forces when they faced the Expeditionary Legion. Those memories of the escape of the dogs of the ruined family seemed to have disappeared, just like the dusty swords were polished and radiated again!
However, the physical strength of the T5 fighters is not unlimited. They have followed Ren Xiaosu for nearly 40 minutes. During this period, they have ensured that the rear combat troops have passed the key door without interference, but they have also begun to breathe disorderly.
Slowly, everyone's movements will be less precise, and even missed.
However, at this moment, Ren Xiaosu and Lao Xu stopped at the forefront of the chariot. At the moment of t5 blankness, they heard Ren Xiaosu say: "Resume in place for five minutes, pay attention to breathing frequency and active hands and feet, do not let lactic acid Stack up in your muscles, don’t let your heart rate drop too much!"
Then, Ren Xiaosu really stood on the spot and began to adjust his breathing. The breathing frequency maintained a fixed rhythm at all times. The t5 fighters have undergone similar training, so they understand that maintaining the heart rate is to continue to maintain an efficient body. Hormone secretion, so that after the repair, everyone will not decline in combat effectiveness.
Breathing is the key to combat.
However, there is still a trace of uncertainty in the hearts of the T5 soldiers. There are tens of thousands of enemies around them. Is it really okay to rest in the enemy army?
However, the t5 soldiers looked around, and no one of those enemies dared to take this opportunity to come close.
The knights who had just appeased the horses and laid siege to Ren Xiaosu seemed to be in a panic. They did not know why these war machines suddenly stopped. Are they already at the end of the crossbow, or are they accumulating new power?
These knights dare not even step forward to test!
The t5 soldiers silently looked at the back of Ren Xiaosu in the front, and the teenager standing quietly in the middle of the battlefield quietly adjusting his breath was like a god!
There are no enemies within ten steps, such as the vacuum field.
At this moment, they finally understood why the p5 chief would follow such a teenager to the northwest.
At this moment, they finally understood why the comrades of the Sixth Combat Brigade so respected each other!
Unconsciously, the eyes of the T5 fighters became more fanatical, as if they had a new faith.
At this time, Zhang Xiaoman's voice came again from Ren Xiaosu's headset: "Young Master, the Tudor head seems to be waking up, right in front of you, about 700 meters away!"
Ren Xiaosu turned to the T5 fighters and smiled: "Are you taking a rest? Can you still fight? Fight with me again!"
The t5 warrior responded with a smile: "As the young commander wishes!"
Ren Xiaosu black knife until the front: "Luo Lan, let the heroes use a heavy machine gun to blow me a way!"
Luo Lan, who had been carrying the heroes in the middle of the chariot, laughed: "Oh, I haven't let me shoot, but I'm suffocating!"
In the previous rush, Ren Xiaosu never let the spirits shoot, and always let them save ammunition so that they could not break through after the siege.
But now it seems that there should be no need to break through, Ren Xiaosu intends to directly penetrate the enemy in the battlefield!
As the surrounding knights were vigilant in the siege, they suddenly saw the teenager in front of the "chariot" and the white mask suddenly clear the way, and the golden silhouettes were shot wildly by end-on crane guns.
The tongue of the heavy machine gun in the dark night looked terrible, but it directly penetrated the knight wall in front of them!
Between chatting and laughing, the scull and the ash disappeared!
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The Tudor housekeeper slowly sat up from the walk, he just felt dizzy, as if he had experienced a long dream.
In his dream, he walked on a prairie, under the green grass still exuding the fragrance of the soil after the rain.
He stopped and stopped, and finally came to a river. At this time, a burly river drilled out of the river and stared at him: "Honest man, are you wearing a gold hat or a silver hat in the river?"
In the dream, the Tudor head subconsciously wondered: "I don't have a hat."
Suddenly, the godly face of River God rose up: "Liar, you obviously have a green hat!"
Tudor head: "???
He suddenly awakened from the dream, and before he could understand what the dream was about, he felt abnormal in his spiritual world.
It is a blood-on-witchcraft mark that is constantly flashing, and each flashing mark represents a dead blood son.
For a time, the Tudor head felt that the dozens of imprints were cracking, but just for a while, he had died so many sons!
Hundreds of them have died, and the non-natives do not know how many!
The Tudor owner said angrily: "What happened?"
The knight Nagura panicked: "Homeowner, the manor was destroyed, the Norman homeowner is dead, we are going to lose!"
"Defeated?" the Tudor owner said angrily: "I will not lose!"
He gripped the black true-sighted eyes tightly in his hands, and in a flash, blood-stained witchcraft began to explode!
The blood-stained witchcraft of the Tudor family finally showed its original ugly face!
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The No. 81 assault column is preparing to meet the main force behind them. They use the masonry of the surrounding collapsed building to build a thick low wall as a cover to build a simple fortification.
This temporary fortification is like a small forward base on the battlefield. They want to ensure that the wounded can retreat here, and they must ensure that the main troops will not be attacked when passing here.
However, while they were building fortifications, the blood of a corpse beside them suddenly formed a magic circle. The Tudor head who had just awakened began to detonate the corpses scattered in the battlefield one by one by means of blood following witchcraft.
Frost and coldness gradually erupted from the blood-healed circle, and the commander responsible for building this temporary fortification had a bad hunch in his heart.
The main force in the rear was approaching quickly, and the commander had no time to leave. He roared at the main force: "Don't stay close, back!"
The main force of the sixth field division who was approaching slowly stopped, everyone watched the white frost spread from the ground, and then a little bit of the 81st assault column comrades were frozen into ice sculptures.
The irritable cold and frost breath broke out in full, and some people once wanted to jump into the air to avoid the invasion of the cold, but the plummeting air was everywhere and could not be avoided.
Hundreds of comrades-in-arms died suddenly, and everyone was too late to contemplate emotions and to say goodbye.
And such a scene is also staged in other places.
War is cruel, and it is cruel, because when it creates tragedy, you simply have no time to react.
Behind the battlefield, p5092 calmly said to Zhou Yingxue: "Gather your full strength to cover the assault column and save their strength."
Zhou Yingxue frowned: "I still have to cover my old man."
It takes time for the vines to grow, and it took more than ten days to complete the closure of the walled wall tiger at the time of the 61st barrier. At this time, although Zhou Yingxue was more powerful, it was impossible to cover the entire battlefield in an instant. She sent it to the roots of the vines. The process of energy is also limited.
Therefore, to cover Ren Xiaosu, she'd better go all out to cover the area around Ren Xiaosu with vines.
However, p5092 as a commander has his own judgment: "Do not control the young commander first."
Zhou Yingxue raised her eyebrows immediately: "You don't care if you say it? That's my old man, you are handsome! He is going to die, and you are not enough to lose ten lives!"
Zhou Yingxue is such a little woman. At this critical moment, she doesn't care about any 178 strongholds or wars. She only needs her own master to live!
Therefore, she couldn't understand the p5092 war machine without emotion. How could the young commander give up? Is this the way to direct the optimal solution?
But p5092 calmly looked at Zhou Yingxue: "I'm not going to give up the marshal, but I have absolute confidence in him. All the people in Ghent are dead, he won't die."
p5092 continued: "Don't waste your energy on the commander's side, cover the assault column and continue to advance, destroying all the blood and condensed magic circle."
Zhou Yingxue hesitated for two seconds and finally agreed: "OK."
But having said that, she eventually left a vine on Ren Xiaosu's side and continued to spread, just in case.
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The Tudor head closed his eyes tightly on his walk, and the purple eyes on the black stone in his hand shone brightly.
This little stone seems to condense the wisdom of countless generations of wizards.
But when witchcraft like Russell disappeared, it could only represent dirty power.
People who hold it can treat ordinary people as ants, and they can also regard themselves as gods.
Just as the Tudor head wanted to continue to detonate the blood one by one, the knights in front of him fell down one after another. The heavy armor could not withstand the hot weapons cast by modern technological civilization.
The Tudor head opened his eyes compulsively, and before the heavy machine gun fired upon him, the old wizard finally condensed a wall of ice in front of him.
Heavy machine gun bullets smashed the ice wall over and over again, but no matter how you hit it, the ice wall grew infinitely as if it had never shattered.
"Help me to walk around and take me out of here," Tudor said coldly. "Where is the glory of the Tudor Knights? Even the enemies are so close to your gods? Go and block them! After this battle, I take The Tudor family honors you as a shaman, and you will be hereditary successors!"
As soon as this remark came out, the knights went crazy, and everyone had dreams of becoming a wizard, not to mention that this was the position of a wizard who could pass on!
You know, a lucky person like Mego can't pass on the real eyes to his heirs!
But... the dead cannot become a wizard!
Immediately afterwards, the Tudor master said coldly: "The war-fearing warriors, the three tribes!"
After two hundred years of Tudor family power, the Tudor knights cannot cross into the future to see who has won the final victory. At this time, they must fight for the sake of their families.
Ren Xiaosu, who was on the opposite side of the battlefield, frowned. He had just seen the figure of the Tudor head, and was blocked by the sudden ice wall.
After the ice wall, Tudor's behavior was extremely astounding. Ren Xiaosu tried to open the door of the shadow and waved a knife toward the execution. However, this knife cut past but nothing was cut.
Ren Xiaosu knew in his heart that the other party had left the line.
The remaining elite in the Tudor Knights began to be surrounded by fearlessness. This secret numb enemy made Ren Xiaosu numb for a while.
Sure enough, awakening the old thing of Tudor has huge sequelae. If you kill the Norman head faster, you will not be caught in this danger.
The battlefield with Ren Xiaosu as the core continues to crush the battlefield, and Ren Xiaosu is crazy to chase the pace of the Tudor family's escape.
Numerous icy cracks spread and wanted to hold Ren Xiaosu's pace, but although the momentum was amazing, Ren Xiaosu was very clear that the other party was no longer in a full state after syncope.
The witchcraft that explodes the blood-succession method consumes spiritual will, and the Tudor head is a hundred-year-old, no matter how deep the other party's witchcraft is, it must also follow the natural laws of birth, illness, death.
There are only two people in this world who do not need to follow this rule, one is Ren Xiaosu and the other is Yan Liuyuan!
In the future, there may be one more Yang Xiaojin.
When Ren Xiaosu learned that he had slept for more than two hundred years, he already made a decision that he would transplant his bone marrow to Yang Xiaojin if medical conditions allowed.
However, now it is not time to think about it, Ren Xiaosu suddenly feels inexhaustible in the face of the Tudor knights surrounded by layers.
Luo Lan’s heavy machine gun bullets had been exhausted, and even if Ren Xiaosu brought the ammunition depot, they also needed time to reload.
Ren Xiaosu heard a heavy breath from the big flicker on his right, and the t5 soldiers behind him... gradually exhausted.
Do you want to give up? Ren Xiaosu frowned. He tried to throw grenades at various directions with the Shadow Gate, but I don’t know how the Tudor master concealed his tracks.
"Zhang Xiaoman, can you find the location of Tudor's head?" Ren Xiaosu asked.
Zhang Xiaoman's anxious voice sounded in the headset: "I can't find him, young master, he seems to disappear from the crowd suddenly."
Not really disappeared, but the other party no longer helped people, and no longer sat in his own way, so that Zhang Xiaoman lost the "foundation" to find the other party's trail.
This battlefield is full of almost identical knights. Even the horses look very similar. Unless Wang Yun is here, no one can pull the Tudor head from the crowd!
The battlefield is constantly shifting north. Although the main force in the south arrives on the battlefield, the rest of the Norman Knights resisted most of the pressure, which allowed the Tudor Knights to surround Ren Xiaosu without any pressure.
"Give up, young commander," p5092 said: "Even if we can't find him, we will definitely win this war."
Ren Xiaosu's face gradually dignified, unable to find the Tudor head means that more people in the Sixth Field Division will die in foreign countries.
However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly shouted: "Young Master! Young Master! A group of strange people suddenly appeared in the north of the battlefield!"
"Strange?" Ren Xiaosu wondered.
"Yes, one by one is very worn, looks like a ghost just crawling out of the ground, his face is particularly pale, and there are people lingering, don't know what's going on," Zhang Xiaoman described.
At this moment, dozens of manhole covers were suddenly lifted from the ground. A short hook with a handle protruded from the inside to cut off the horse's legs. The horses were suddenly attacked, and the legs could no longer support the weight of the body. Face down.
Countless Tudor knights fell off their horses, and there were countless underground guards with black tattoos and cinnabar marks on their brows, and they were fighting with Tudor knights.
If they can't fight one-on-one, then they will drag those knights into the sewer, where there are more underground people waiting, once a knight falls into the sewer, it will be rushed to fight by four or five people at the same time.
These people have no rules, and they support themselves purely with hatred and anger. Behind the boundless hatred and anger, there is a glimmer of hope that is gradually blooming.
If the world is still willing to give them a chance to look at the landscape on the surface, they are willing to use their last courage in exchange for life.
This is the last courage.
In the north, Chen Jiu chanted a spell with golden true sight, and he struggled to press his palm to the ground.
I saw that the blue bricks on the ground were surging towards the knights like waves, and all the knights affected by this brick and stone wave were thrown into the sky by huge force!
Chen Jiu rarely shot in order to hide his identity, so many people almost forgot that some elders once said that he was a rare witchcraft genius in the church for centuries.
Ren Xiaosu silently looked at all this, then suddenly laughed. He looked back at Da Huyou, Luo Lan, and the T5 fighters: "Are you ready?"
Before everyone can respond, Wang Yun's voice came from his headset: "Young Master, I'm back."
Ren Xiaosu's eyes lit up, and he looked back, but he didn't know when Zhang Xiaoman on the lookout had changed back to Wang Yun, and Zhang Xiaoman continued to organize the main force to attack.
"You should have been tired after chasing Wang Wenyan, why don't you take a break," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.
Wang Yun smiled and said, "I have to find out the person you want to kill, Commander!"
During the speech, Wang Yun held the telescope and glanced across the battlefield countless times. Ren Xiaosu did not urge him, because Wang Yun never let him down!
"Young Master, 300 meters away from you at 10 o'clock, the rest is up to you!" Wang Yun shouted.
Ren Xiaosu excitedly looked at the T5 fighters and shouted: "Help me!"
The t5 warriors used their arms to build a bridge, and Ren Xiaosu stepped on it: "Get up!"
In an instant, all t5 fighters simultaneously put Ren Xiaosu into the sky.
In Ren Xiaosu's heart, unprecedented calm.
When he followed the t5 fighters to fly into the sky, countless lights gathered to him.
After a night of hard work, at this moment, a distant white sky suddenly shot from behind the clouds, like a spotlight.
This huge stage, he has been the protagonist from the beginning.
However, these are not important to Ren Xiaosu.
He just needs to... be quiet!
Just like Yang Xiaojin reminded him many times, when your body needs to follow its own will and move forward bravely, all you need is a key to open this machine... Breathe!
On the ground, the Tudor head who was disguising the Chengdu Duo Knight to shift his position, subconsciously looked back at the sky, but just saw the teenager on that day staring at himself with a sneer.
At the last moment of dawn, a steam train suddenly rumbled out of the sky, just like a train from heaven.
But Ren Xiaosu did not want to use it as a weapon, but to use it to borrow in the air!
"Destroy the city!"
However, Ren Xiaosu stepped on the front of the steam train, and the whole person flew to the Tudor owner like a precision-guided missile. The steam train lost the support of the rails and fell straight to the ground.
Too late to read a mantra, or to ask for mercy, the Tudor head can only look at the young man who has fallen from the sky.
The young man who leapt into space had scarlet eyes, and the black sword was like the thunder of judgment, and there was light behind him.
From today, after a knife, the glory of the wizarding country completely fell apart.
Splashing blood!
The head of the Tudor head fell to the ground with a steel helmet, and with a clatter, the helmet made of steel fell further away, and a frightened horse raised his feet high, and then stepped heavily towards the head Go down.
Its daybreak.
A touch of golden sunlight came in from the east, like a tide.
The Tudor knights were stunned, while the underground people faced the sunlight that had just touched their faces, like a newborn.
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The 13,000-word chapter, the latest update is indeed unstable, just hope that the refined quality will make everyone satisfied.
There is only one mistake in my calculation. The volume of Daxing Northwest will probably be finished tomorrow. I am really exhausted today...