Chapter 1024 The winner is not condemned? (Seeking a monthly ticket)
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Chapter 1024: Those who are not condemned? (Please vote for me)
"Your proposal?" Angel said in confusion. Update
The man in gray robe laughed, but at the same time, he cursed in his heart: They are all as smart as ghosts. They want to be bitches and want to build a chastity memorial. Bah, how can there be so many things in this world?
Son?
Of course the man in gray robe knew that Angel was pretending to be confused and wanted to fool him. But...
He looked at the opponent's flickering and somewhat evasive eyes, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart: If the opponent was Hadu, he might still be qualified. At that time, this little brat whose fetal hair had not yet faded, actually wanted to play tricks on the uncle?
Is he worthy?
You don’t even need to dip it in sweet bean sauce when you eat it raw~!
Furthermore, as the Northern Allied Forces pressed closer and closer, there was not much time left for them to operate.
According to his original plan, as soon as he arrived here, he should have obtained Hadou's support and then acted calmly.
After such a long time, the entire Almohad Empire has long been in control.
It's a pity that Amol and Hadou are an out-and-out old fox.
Although Amol and Hadu didn't dare to offend him, they didn't seem to be interested in the powerful power he had at that time, and they just kept pushing the envelope.
Facing this shrewd Hadou, the man in gray robe felt that his proud IQ was not enough.
That old guy seemed to be able to read people's hearts with just one glance.
And what they are planning will not be carried out at all if they cannot get Hadou's support.
In response to this, the gray-robed man could only complain privately that Hadou would lead to his own death.
As the intelligence from the front line was delivered one by one, the men in gray robes knew that there was not much time left for them.
Without a place like Almohad to gain a foothold, it would be difficult for their plans to be carried out.
Fortunately, at this time, Amol and Hadu fell.
To put it casually, you deserve it~!
All day long I only think about the art of command, and I start to talk about the bravery of soldiers fighting and the wise command of officers to win the war.
***, obviously my brain was pinched by the door~!
In this Battle of Prisca, this peerless general was slapped hard by that pretty boy~!
Fight bravely and command wisely.
There is no use in front of powerful spells~!
So many arrogant and powerful generals were blown to pieces by the opponent's magic alchemy cannon?
Although he and Lorraine were sworn enemies, when they saw each other using alchemy to create such powerful weapons of mass destruction, they were really impressed.
At the same time, there was also a little bit of pride in that emotion.
The pride of being a mage~!
Since the magic and knights became more and more developed and powerful, although the mages still received preferential treatment, it had to be admitted that due to their natural numerical disadvantage, they had gradually declined and lost their original glorious era.
That ancient glorious era of magical civilization.
That era when magicians could move mountains, fill seas and command wind and rain with just a wave of their hands.
Gradually, that era has passed.
In order to survive and perform experiments, more and more magicians have to step down from the altar, lower their noble heads, and become vassals of the powerful.
Every time during the New Year and festivals, I would use my precious magic power to put on some fireworks performances to please the common people and nobles.
mlg
d~!
The magician has actually been reduced to the same status as the clown.
How embarrassing is this?
At that time, after the battle of Prisca, it was announced to the world with the dripping blood and corpses lying under the city of Prisca.
Our mages are still the most powerful~!
Faced with the powerful magical weapon, that bastard Hadu was finally pushed to the ground and beaten severely. However, he lost so many outstanding soldiers, but he was only so angry that he bled. If he just rolled his eyes, the two of them would
Once you kick your feet, it will be even more perfect.
But having said that, if he really dies, the South will definitely be in chaos, and it will be even more difficult for him to act.
Fortunately, Nahel, the little fox, couldn't wait to replace his father.
In the eyes of the man in gray robe, this wise and mighty young master is basically just a newly hatched chick with eggshells hanging on its butt.
Proud, arrogant, complacent, arrogant, ambitious to do something big, but it was unrealistic at the time. He was the only one who took himself seriously.
However, the man in gray robe saw hope in him, so the first step he took over from Hadou in Angel was to wait here to block him, and even expressed his willingness to help him kill the enemies within.
Seeing that Angel was still pretending to be stupid in front of him, the man in gray robe couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said to himself: How dare you pretend to be stupid even though you know you don't have much leverage? You're using your confusion as cunning.
Although that little bastard has a good father, others have to look up to his father and not bully him. At that time, he didn't mind beating this guy. He would only follow others and slap him, and then be flattered a few times.
, I thought he was really like his father, an idiot who would become a famous star in the future.
Thinking of this, the man in gray robe slowly shook his head and said regretfully: "My eldest son, I have to say that I thought you were wiser than your father, but it seemed that I was wrong at the time."
Angel raised his head slightly, looked at the man in gray robe and sneered, and thought to himself: Everyone knows that you guys have no good intentions, so using you? I will only die faster if I use you.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk...", the man in gray robe shook his head and sighed, his face hidden under the shadow of the hood had no expression, but he must have looked regretful.
Then he continued: "Do you really think you still have a chance?"
Angel smiled confidently and said, "How will you know if you don't try? It's not the tradition of our Hadou family to just surrender."
The man in gray robe chuckled and said: "Okay, young people really have courage. In this case, let me analyze the situation at hand for the eldest son. The enemy currently has 120,000 troops stationed on the north bank of the Zamibia River.
There are 400,000 troops in the north slowly moving south, recruiting surrenders and accepting rebels along the way, and wiping out the remnants of our southern army that have not yet had time to break out of the encirclement.
Once they are all in position, they will cross the Zamibia River and drive south.
As far as I know, the only transport ships that carry grain, grass and baggage to them every day are almost lined up in a continuous line at sea.
More importantly, they had weapons like cannons, which even your father admitted would change warfare.
Don't forget, your father was defeated by Lorraine's cannon.
By the way, I don't mean any disrespect.
Even we have not yet found an effective means to deal with artillery on the battlefield. This is just a foreign invasion."
The man in gray robe raised a finger.
Angel's face looked a little ugly, and he tightened his mouth and looked at the man in gray robe with an unkind expression.
The man in gray robe raised another finger and said: "You still have internal worries. Although the Southern Army was claimed to be one hundred thousand, the available troops at that time were less than 60,000. Not to mention the losses in Prisca. Your military strength was actually only
One-tenth of the enemy."
Angel sighed dejectedly. He always had a thousand ways to deal with it. When he thought that the enemy was ten times more powerful than him, he lost all confidence.
The man in gray robe smiled proudly and said: "Of course, if you...well, our leader is General Hadou, then it goes without saying.
With his superb command and exquisite strategy, coupled with the bravery of our three armies, it is not impossible to give it a try.
At the very least, if you hurt the enemy, you can gain bargaining chips. But it seems that General Hadou will not be able to recover for a while, and the eldest son, you... your position is unstable~!"
When Angel heard the last sentence, a blazing light suddenly flashed in his pupils.
These words hurt him deeply.
He knew that the man in gray robe was exactly what he was most worried about. Although he was the heir of Hadu, he was still too young at the time, and his prestige was not enough to convince the public, and he did not have a direct army of trusted followers.
It’s okay to temporarily replace Ha Du!
At that time, Hadou's men were all proud and powerful generals.
After a long time, internal conflicts and disagreements arise, and no one will listen to him, the eldest son.
The man in gray robe patted Angel on the shoulder and said: "What's more, the second young master seems to have a different idea about you taking over the charge. I heard that the old lady likes the second young master very much."
Angel forced a smile bitterly.
The man in gray robe said: "There is a more important point. Do you think your men are united? When a disaster is approaching, no one has other ideas?"
Angel's body shook as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened and he was stunned.
If the man in gray robe hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have thought of this aspect. After the man in gray robe reminded him, Angel instantly realized that this problem not only existed, but was also fatal.
With the enemy's army pressing down on the border, Ren Sui could not see any hope, and even Hadou himself had the idea of fighting to the death.
In order to save their lives in this situation, some people in the Southern Army would do anything.
The peacekeeping force specified that it was Hadou's head that they wanted, not those of their generals.
Most of the people in the Southern Army have no deep-seated hatred against the Almohad Empire. They just have different bosses.
At the very least, you can save your life by surrendering. If you make some contribution to the Almohad Empire government, you might be able to keep your wealth.
It seems that surrender is not unacceptable.
Especially after the Battle of Pliska, where even Hardou was defeated and was so angry that he vomited blood and fell into a coma, everyone in the Southern Army felt that their future was bleak.
Some people will not be willing to sink the broken ship Hadou.
Angel sighed inwardly, only then did he feel the huge gap between him and his father.
The man in gray robe said calmly: "As far as I know, some unfamiliar faces often appear in front of several generals in the north recently."
Seeing Angel's questioning expression, the man in gray robe shook his hand and said: "Don't ask me how I know, we always have some special methods."
At this time, Angel also felt that there was something unusual about the generals who did not come back to visit Hadou on the pretext of an urgent military situation.
Normally, even if the Hadu kittens catch a cold, they will rush back to express condolences. Even if they really can't come, they will take the wife route and let their family members come to visit on their behalf.
This time, the two generals only asked someone to send back a message, not even a letter. And their families seemed to have no longer been in Haligad a few months ago.
Angel suddenly realized.
He smacked his palm hard and cursed bitterly: "***, those twenty-five-year-olds, it turns out that they have been rebelling for a long time~!"
The man in gray robe sighed and said: "Now, eldest son, don't you understand that now only we... are your strongest allies, and only we have the power to help you.
And we are just a group of Avengers, we have the same goal as you, but there is no conflict of interest. We will neither want your land nor compete with you for the crown."
"Emperor...Crown~!" Angel said na na.
The man in gray robe nodded and said: "Yes, you heard it right, the crown, as long as you obtain it, the Almohad crown will be placed on the head of your eldest son.
No one will be condemned, my dear eldest son, as long as you are the last one, the world will only praise your great achievements.
To do all this, you only need to pay a little bit of cooperation.”
Angel lowered his head and murmured to himself: "
If I don't do this, death will be the only thing waiting for our Hadou family. Why not give it a try since there is a dead end?"
The man in gray robe looked at Angel with satisfaction and said slowly: "You are right."
Angel clenched his fist and shouted sternly: "If you do it, why should we wait to die? Teacher, you are right, no one will be condemned."
The man in gray robe nodded and said: "The facts will prove that you will be proud of this decision. Now, let us discuss the first step..."
"We need a special place, and we also need some completely trustworthy people..." The man in gray robe grabbed Angel's arm and walked to a hidden place in the backyard.
Kirkforth Province is one of the traditional forces of Hadu. It is an important province on the south bank of the Zamibia River. It is not wealthy compared with Halua Province. It has many mountainous areas and strong folk customs. They often draw swords against each other when they disagree.
It is known as a place where unruly people come from poor mountains and harsh waters.
But it was also the place where the Confederate Army had the best soldiers. Kirkforth's soldiers had always been known for their adeptness in mountain warfare and their bravery.
As a gateway to the capital Middelburg and most of the province of Kirkforth, the Zinderen Pass has a very important position.
In order to guard against the imperial government in the north, Hadou operated here for many years.
The Zinderen Pass has turned into a huge and solid mountain barrier, known as an insurmountable natural barrier.
And if you can't cross the Zinderen Pass, you can't directly enter Kirkforth Province. The only way is to take a roundabout way from both sides.
This is why the New Army was so complacent when they captured the Zinderen Pass without paying huge casualties during their first southern expedition.
This is also a sad place for the new army. They were ambushed here and suffered heavy losses. They had no choice but to flee back to the north in a hurry, losing the initiative on the battlefield.
After the war began, the Zinderun Pass was guarded by a whole legion of Southern troops. With these troops alone, even a hundred thousand troops coming from the opposite direction would not be able to knock down the wall of the Zinderun Pass.
A short, fat middle-aged man stood on the tallest tower of the Zinderen Pass, facing north and looking at the mountains and plains at his feet.
He has a dark and rough face, a large beard, a lion's nose and a wide mouth, and is dressed in military uniform. The whole person looks extremely powerful.
He was the number one general under Haddu, Quindus Petius, who commanded the army in Kirkforth Province.
He and Hadou are comrades-in-arms and friends. It has been more than 30 years since Hadou was a junior officer and he followed him in the north and south.
He is also the second-ranking figure in the Southern Army after Haddou. He commands four legions and more than 20,000 Kirkforth soldiers.
It was Quindus who defeated the new army that took the initiative to attack a year ago by luring the enemy in deep.
The reward offered by the Almohad Empire government to him has reached 50,000 gold coins, and they still don't care whether he lives or lives.
At this moment, Pedius was looking into the distance in a daze without saying a word. The subordinates behind him all knew that the boss hated being interrupted when he was thinking.
At that time, a young man who looked like a staff member took long strides, the soles of his feet stomping loudly, crossing several steps with each step, and came panting behind Quindus.
Peterius frowned in displeasure, and his serious expression made the officers around him feel their hearts beating. They all knew that this boss really killed people when he got angry.
The young man lowered his head and whispered in Quindus's ear for a while.
Bidius had a ferocious look on his face and said in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"
"Yes, general, they have received orders and are preparing to go out." The young man nodded.
Petius slapped the city wall angrily and cursed loudly: "Yellow-mouthed kid~! How dare he?"
"Sir, what happened?" the officers around asked nervously.
Bidius waved his hand, and the young man turned around and said to everyone: "The eldest son himself took the position of Master Hadou, and ordered the troops to be divided to attack Alpha and other places."
"Ouch~!" The people around were in an uproar. In their opinion, since Hadou fell ill, the entire Southern Army should listen to their boss, the second-largest man in the Southern Army, Peterius, instead of Mao just now
The eldest son of Chang Qi, he has no experience in leading an army to fight. Those achievements are not all flattered by others.
"This... this..." The officers looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a moment.
Peterius took a few deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said: "Old Abdul has formulated an active defense plan, but that kid Angel actually dispersed his troops and played the piano randomly~!
There is not enough success and more than enough failure. How should we fight now? Should Kirkforth defend or not?"
"Would you like to go back and persuade the eldest son?" someone suggested.
Peterius shook his head and said angrily: "Is the advice useful? Military orders have been issued. Alas... Amor fell too suddenly."
Hadu has always been the only leader of the Southern Army. If this leader suddenly becomes paralyzed, problems will naturally arise for the entire Southern Army.
When everyone thought that they might have to fight with the peacekeeping forces under Angel's command, they all shook their heads. It was simply impossible.
Biedius said: "I still misjudged him. This kid is really quick when it comes to seizing power."
"Sir, should we listen to the order from Haligard or not?" Someone raised the most important question for everyone. The enemy has already pressed the border with a large army. If there is more internal strife over the issue of command authority, why don't we just stop fighting this battle?
Already.
Peterius hesitated and asked him to listen to the little boy Angel. Of course Peterius was not willing. The order from Haligard at that time represented the authority of Hardu. If he did not listen, it would be tantamount to rebellion.
Bidius was confused for a moment, suddenly felt discouraged, and felt that the road ahead was dark.
He let out a long sigh, waved his hands feebly, and said, "Let me think about it. You all should go down. By the way, go and invite the businessman from the hotel."