Chapter 1049: Playing Literature with Grandpa (Seeking Monthly Pass)
Chapter 1049: Playing with literature with me (please vote for me)
Hearing the sound, the two people couldn't help but turned their heads and looked at the back wall in shock.
I saw that the wall made of soil had been blown up like bubbles, with a big piece bulging inward. The wall peeled off, revealing the twisted and yellow weeds inside.
Before they could understand, they heard loud chants coming from outside the wall.
"One, two~!"
Immediately, there was another loud noise.
Following the loud noise, the clods of soil on the wall kept falling off.
The big man woke up first.
He yelled in panic: "There's someone~!"
Immediately afterwards, he pulled out the long sword with his backhand and swung the long sword into a ray of silver light with a 'clop' sound. He slashed the head of the sword towards the young man and shouted at the same time: "You fucking betrayed me~!"
The young man also had a look of horror on his face. When he saw a cold light coming towards his door, he had no time to think and instinctively made an evasive action. He turned around and leaned back, barely dodging the sword, but his body
He twisted too much, stumbled in his steps, and fell to the ground.
At this time, there was another muffled sound of "empty", and the dust accumulated on the beams and columns fell in sheets like snow.
A thick log with a diameter at breast height of more than one foot penetrated through the wall and into the house, and then quickly withdrew, leaving a large hole in the back wall.
Through the large hole, you can see the shadowy soldiers outside the wall.
The big man didn't care about the people outside the wall. At this moment, he only wanted to kill the young man. He turned his wrist and stabbed him with his sword.
The young man fell to the ground at this time, unable to dodge at all. He could only watch the long sword rushing towards his chest, his eyes filled with despair.
At this time, a "whoosh" sound was heard.
A kitchen knife spun and flew towards the big man.
The big man instinctively raised his hand to block with his sword, and deflected the flying kitchen knife away. Then he saw the old man running out of the kitchen in a hurry with a rolling pin.
As he ran, he shouted loudly: "You degenerate undead bastard, let go of my nephew..."
It doesn't matter if he secretly helps in the war with Hadou. But... But fighting the undead is another matter.
During the Holy War, those mass graves, towers of resentful spirits, and ruins of cities that were ravaged by the plague are still standing on the land in the north, telling people that the undead tribe swept the earth and everywhere they went.
The horrific experience of leaving no grass behind.
These people all hate those evil undead souls~!
The big man closed his eyes slightly, then opened them immediately. In this moment, the eyes had turned into a strange black-red color.
He looked at the old man, smiled instead of being angry, and hissed: "Okay, okay. You old dog, I had no intention of keeping you alive. Now that you've jumped out, I'll kill you both~!"
Saying that, he was about to charge forward with his sword.
At this moment, another loud noise came.
Large pieces of earth were smashed into the house by the powerful impact. With the sound of the earth falling to the ground, someone smashed a large hole half a man's height into the back wall.
Through the big hole, you can clearly see the scene inside the house.
A priest in a robe roughly pushed away the soldiers crowded in front of the cave entrance, raised his staff, and shouted decisively: "Holy Light~!"
Just this sound made the big man's soul fly away.
Then milky white light shone into the room through the large hole, revealing every detail in the room.
Under the light, darkness disappears.
Under the illumination of the holy light, the big man roared sharply like a wild beast, raised his arms to block his eyes, pounced, broke the entire door, and rolled into the yard.
The courtyard was now filled with soldiers, densely packed into a human wall. They held fifteen-foot long spears and took a step forward to surround him.
Behind him, soldiers were already holding their swords and shields high, pouring in through the big hole, blocking his retreat.
Behind the crowd, a loud voice shouted loudly: "Listen, you filthy undead, you have been surrounded by our peacekeeping troops. Put down your weapons and surrender immediately. Resistance will only lead to death."
The big man stood up from the ground with his sword in hand, raising the corners of his mouth with disdain.
He looked proudly at the peacekeeping troops in the courtyard, laughed loudly, and said: "Do you think you have won? Let me tell you, our attack has just begun.
The power of the Eternal Clan is beyond your imagination. Darkness will eventually cover the earth, and the final victory belongs to us."
The young soldiers couldn't help but turn pale after hearing his words.
The overwhelming army of the undead, the ferocious-looking monsters, the hell chariots braving blazing flames... Will these things that only exist in legends really appear in front of me?
Has the great era of turmoil really arrived?
Although for those great people, living in this era may be a kind of pride, but for these little people, they can only feel more how small and weak they are in the face of cruel fate.
The feeling of powerlessness can almost suffocate them all.
At this moment, a loud shout came from the crowd: "mlgbd~! You dead soul, you are still pretending to be 213, acting like a literary youth~?"
All the soldiers suddenly burst into laughter.
In the midst of that laughter, the fear that originally shrouded everyone's hearts was immediately swept away.
Archbishop Santos nodded, very satisfied with what he had just said.
mlgbd~!
A long time ago, he had the urge to twitch when he saw those intellectuals reciting poetry in a high-pitched voice under the window of a beautiful girl.
However, his level is not high and he simply does not understand literature, a very 213 tool for picking up girls. If something happens, the only one who will be embarrassed is himself.
But it's different now.
Now, he is Sir Luo's official younger brother.
Lord Luo is not only a famous military strategist, politician, scientist, artist, inventor...but also a world-famous litterateur.
The kind that shakes the past and sparkles like gold, which has never been seen before and will never come after.
A famous literary giant~!
After hanging out with Lord Luo for so long, although I haven't learned much, but speaking of it, I am still a disciple of the dignified Lord. I can also make a heroic couplet poem like an old man by just taking a piss.
.He can be regarded as the academic leader of the party, and the snarling Brick family calls him a beast.
If anyone dares to pretend to be a literary youth, then there is no need to be polite. The tiger's body is shaken, and the king's domineering attitude is scattered. He will be casually charged with "tarnishing literature" and he will be slapped directly.
After the fight is over, everyone still has to cheer for themselves~!
Santos saw the fire bursting out of the big man's eyes when he was so angry, and felt even more happy. Then he put his hands behind his back and said disdainfully: "Since I am playing literature with you.
Then I’ll give you one too. What’s that sentence?
Oh, right.
Prepare to celebrate your victory with the High Priest of the Undead in Hell, Sun Tzu~!
Purify~!”
Then, the blazing white holy light fell from the sky and surrounded the big man.
The big man's whole body suddenly emitted billowing black smoke, and then burned violently from the inside out with a harsh roar, and finally turned into a pile of ashes.
Dark Knight?
In front of the archbishop with surging holy power, he was just a scumbag.
At this time, the peacekeeping force soldiers had dragged the young man out of the house and threw him on the ground. Before he could say anything, a holy light fell on him.
The young man surrounded by the holy light showed no reaction at all.
Archbishop Santos pushed aside the soldiers and walked out, saying in surprise: "This guy is not a dark creature."
"Don't kill me~!" The young man lay on the ground and looked up at Archbishop Santos and begged: "I was blackmailed by them. I..."
He looked at the pile of ashes next to him, gritted his teeth for the last time, and said, "I will say, I will say anything..."
Archbishop Santos looked the young man up and down carefully, and saw that his fearful look did not seem to be fake, and his face was rosy, nor did he look like some unknown undead creature.
Archbishop Santos waved his hand, asking everyone to let go of him, and said: "Okay, you tell me."
As if grabbing a life-saving straw, the young man said quickly like pouring beans: "The one who just died was their leader. There are four other groups in the city. They are responsible for causing civil strife. There is also a troop in Yerengou outside the city."
"Hadu has troops lurking outside the city?" Santos asked in surprise: "How is this possible?"
The young man nodded quickly and said anxiously: "Really, I swear, I saw with my own eyes there were three to five hundred people."
The surrounding officers and soldiers, like Archbishop Santos, all showed expressions of disbelief.
The peacekeeping force belonging to Grand Duke Julius and Lord Lorraine numbered 550,000, including the armies of the Ruman Empire and its allies, the levy corps of the Holy See, and tens of thousands of people from the Parthian Empire.
The Almohad New Army has continued to expand and now has more than 70,000 people on the battlefield.
More than 600,000 soldiers are scattered across this land. It can be said that there are flags everywhere, and most of the people walking along the road are fully armed soldiers.
Hadou was actually able to pass through more than 300 miles of tightly fortified front lines and lurk hundreds of soldiers near the supply depot.
Archbishop Santos rubbed his forehead and said in shock and doubt: "Are you kidding? How could Hadou do it?"
But then, his mind changed, and he thought to himself: Did his soldiers fly over, or get some kind of weapon from the demon clan?
Thinking of this, Archbishop Santos' heart sank, and a young man said in a deep voice: "Who are these people from the Southern Army? Dark Knights? How did they get here?"
The young man shook his head and said: "Dark Knight? No, no. The leader is Hadou's personal guard soldiers, and the others are the elite of the Southern Army. They disguised themselves as refugees and lurked in."
"Disguise yourself as a refugee..." Archbishop Santos breathed a sigh of relief.
That makes sense.
Because of the continuous war, many southerners' homes in the war zones were burned to the ground. They lost everything they had before and became unemployed refugees, unable to find a way to survive in the war zones.
He could only drag his family and his family around to escape the flames of war.
Even if they did not suffer much losses, because the war zone has lost order, the peacekeeping troops and the Southern Army are fighting back and forth, and the fight has become a mess, and the livelihood of ordinary people is difficult.
Not to mention there are shady bastards like the New Army.
They were simply more ruthless than the legendary Sherman, the most famous devil general in the American Civil War. They acted recklessly on the front lines, either raping and plundering, or killing good people and taking credit for their merits.
Wherever the new army went, it was like a swarm of locusts crossing the border, eating the place clean and making it impossible for the locals to survive.
This resulted in a large number of war refugees, some of whom fled to Haligad and sought safe asylum in Haddu.
But because the war was burning all the way south, they couldn't even outrun the advancing speed of the war, so more people chose to flee north.
Compared with survival, the noble face of the Southerners is nothing, and they have to beg for food from the Yankees whom they have always despised.
On the continent leading to the south, you can often see a scene of peacekeeping troops constantly moving southward on one side, and endless groups of refugees on the other.
They carried small children on their backs and held older children in their hands, pushing a cart with all their belongings on it, and walked northward with expressionless faces, heading for the internment station set up by the Almohad Empire government.
There they were made subjects of Queen Isabella.
If Hadou's soldiers were mixed with the refugee team, it would be easy to pass through the peacekeeping force front line, but this also determines that their number cannot be too large.
Archbishop Santos breathed a huge sigh of relief. He let out a long sigh, looked at the young man on the ground, and said, "Boy, I'll give you a chance to live. It's up to you whether you can grasp it or not."
The young man nodded quickly and said loudly: "I can do anything you ask me to do. In fact, I was caught by them too, and they forced me to do this."
"Very good," Archbishop Santos smiled with satisfaction.
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The staff officer knocked on the door and walked in. He saluted and kept looking straight at the wall opposite, without even daring to lower his eyes.
Lorraine was putting her feet up on the table and lying half on a large and comfortable chair.
The pretty and charming Vera is wearing a beautiful black women's military uniform with small lapels. Her chest is bulging due to the tight clothes. It can be seen that even the buttons are buttoned with difficulty.
There is a shiny silver badge on the collar, and a black tie on the gray shirt.
The head is slightly tilted and she wears a unique black boat-shaped hat, and the lower body is a narrow skirt that is no more than the knee.
The whole person has a different kind of charm in his valiant and heroic posture.
This outfit was tailor-made for Vera by Lorraine, who fully absorbed the iconic images of female spies in TV series.
Only Vera can wear this outfit the most beautifully, and only Vera can wear it with that unique charm.
Catherine and the others were curious and tried it on, but when Catherine put on this suit, her queenly temperament soared all the way to the top. She sat behind the desk with a strong aura, more like the commander-in-chief of the peacekeeping force than Archduke Julius.
Adele, on the other hand, refused to accept this style of clothing because her breasts could not be supported.
At this moment, Vera was working as a little secretary, standing behind Lorraine, with a pair of small hands gently squeezing Lorraine's shoulders.
In this case, the staff officer did not dare to glance around. He placed a pile of documents on Lorraine's desk, bowed and walked out.
Lorraine pursed her lips at the table. Vera pouted, took the document and handed it to Lorraine.
Then Lorraine stretched out her index and middle fingers and pinched them like scissors, and made two "um" sounds.
Vera quickly ran to the table, opened the drawer and took out a cigar, skillfully cut off a section and put it between Lorraine's fingers.
Then he pinched his white and tender fingers and made a crisp snap. A small ball of flame jumped out from the fingertips and lit the cigar on Lorraine's mouth.
Lorraine took a deep breath, slowly exhaled the smoke, patted Vera's soft little hand, and sighed: "This is called life."
At this time, the door was opened with a whoosh, and Hilmeria walked in quickly, carrying the horns in her hands, with a gust of fragrant wind. As soon as she entered the door, she said crisply: "Did you see it?"
Lorraine said in confusion: "What?"
Hilmeria's eyes were bent when she smiled, and she said happily: "That guy Santos just smashed an enemy's conspiracy at the 27th Military Station."
"Santos? Military Station No. 27?" There were too many things in Lorraine's mind. After thinking about it, he remembered the report from Archbishop Santos yesterday, saying that the Dark Knight was found at Military Station No. 27 and was assisting the defenders.
Search.
"What destroyed the enemy's conspiracy?" Luo Linqi asked.
Hilmeria pointed at the document Lorraine put on her lap and said, "Haven't you read it yet?"
Lorraine shrugged with a cigar in her mouth.
Hilmeria crossed her fingers, rested her elbows on the table, and said with a satisfied smile: "Hadu spent a lot of effort, and it is said that it took a month to lurk one outside the No. 27 Military Station.
A troop of more than three hundred people."
"Oh?" Lorraine was startled for a moment. She flipped through the documents in her hand and found Archbishop Santos's report. She quickly glanced at it, then threw down the document, touched her chin and said, "This is quite noteworthy. Last time on the 69th
The military depot was seized, which caused me a lot of trouble. Operations on the Western Front were postponed for a week, and this time..."
"That's right," Hilmeria clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Fortunately, the dark knights who entered the city were seen through by Santos, and their conspiracy was solved. The hundreds of soldiers lurking outside the city were also killed by the fourth
The people from the legion were served in one pot, and not one of them ran away. Haha..."
Hilmeria covered her mouth elegantly and said with a proud smile: "Let me just say, the people under me are always useful."
Lorraine nodded and said solemnly: "The battle has been going on for too long, and the soldiers at the rear are a little numb and careless. Maybe I should let them go together to see the tragic situation after the destruction of No. 69 Military Station. Let these careless people
The guy needs to wake up."
Hilmeria affirmed: "It should indeed be true. It is estimated that Hardu's target is focused on our supply depot. If he fails to succeed in this one, he will definitely move on to the next one."
Lorraine said "Yeah" and said: "We must be vigilant. These military stations are important nodes in our entire battlefield network. Each of them is responsible for the logistics of a section of the front.
Especially now that it is autumn, this battle is expected to last until winter, and winter clothing is already being stored in logistics. Although the winter in Almohad is not as cold as Ruman, the temperature will also drop. There is not enough clothes to keep out the cold.
.Just a cold flu is enough to bring down our entire army.
I guess Hadu came here to buy our winter clothes. Because of its location at the back, Military Station No. 27 stores 200,000 sets of winter clothes. It is quite important."
As he said that, Lorraine shook his head and said: "Those guys from the New Army have made it so that we don't have any secrets at all.
Hadou's spies go deep into the New Army, and with a little effort, they can find out about the logistics of the peacekeeping force."
Hilmeria suddenly understood, nodded and said: "I mean, there are so many valuable targets behind the battle line, why does the enemy have to choose a heavily guarded military station?"
At this time, a hearty and long laughter came. The sound arrived before the person arrived.