Chapter 1338 Black Band in Action (Seeking Monthly Pass)
"If it was really bad, you wouldn't come to me." Lord Lorraine looked at Battusta opposite and said with a smile, looking careless.
Judging from his appearance, he didn't seem to take these Semitic rebels seriously at all.
"No, Your Majesty underestimates our determination." Battusta said with a solemn expression, "No matter how difficult the situation is, our determination to overthrow the undead tribe and the high priest of the undead will not change.
this……"
Having said this, he paused for a moment, and then said meaningfully: "Isn't this exactly our common goal?"
Lorraine grinned, and then asked softly: "I wonder who this us you are talking about are?"
Batusta straightened his back and said solemnly and proudly: "Of course, including you, Sir, Sir Acatrieas, me and our 800,000 rebels."
"Tsk, tsk, 800,000, that's a lot of people." Lorraine smacked her lips and sighed, "You're not counting the wives and children of the rebels, are you?
I said Laota, everyone is here to fool around, so don’t say these meaningless words.
Frankly speaking, I don’t think you have much power. If you were valuable, you wouldn’t come to my door, but I would come to yours.”
As the Lord spoke, he shook his head repeatedly and was quite disdainful of Battusta's bragging tactics.
Although Lorraine is now in the human continent, the Semitic continent has always been a dumping ground for luxury carriages, high-end cosmetics, fashion jewelry, etc. produced by the Flying Eagle Company.
The CIA, Gestapo and other intelligence agencies under the Flying Eagle Company used the smuggling channels between the two continents to infiltrate the Semitic continent into a huge colander.
Although in the two major Semitic capitals of Thunder Castle and Akadelin Imperial City, there are dark mages and lichs in charge, so CIA agents are not very active. However, in other Semitic areas, the agents are basically
What can be called an unobstructed journey
And even if the local Semitic officials knew about it, they would often turn a blind eye.
The reason is simple. Their families also need the smuggled luxury goods to maintain their luxurious life.
Secondly, those smuggling groups often have a certain big boss, or even the shares of several big bosses, with extremely deep backgrounds.
Finally, the SS were not vegetarians either.
There was once a foolish man who wanted to be promoted and wanted to lift the lid, but then his head was blown off in the street.
From now on, no one wants to be a hero anymore
Therefore, through the agents lurking within the Semitic tribe, Lorraine can easily understand the affairs within the Semitic tribe, and even knows more clearly than the two prime ministers of the Semitic tribe - when those officials are writing reports
, not only will their reports be watered down, but they will also often deceive and conceal reports. However, this does not happen when the agents of the Flying Eagle Group report to Nai'an.
Through that information, Lorraine also learned about the rebel army in detail.
The leader of the rebel army was the famous Semitic rebel general Acatrimius.
They have been entrenched in the remote mountainous area of Lingshan, fighting against the undead tribe and the regular army of the Semitic tribe.
Although the rebel army he led was said to be one million, only two to three hundred thousand of them were available. Most of the rebels lacked weapons and had no formal training. They were a group of scum with less than five combat effectiveness.
The rebels' living conditions were difficult, they lacked food and clothing, and there was no medicine or medical treatment. In addition, the necromancers often cleared the areas where they were entrenched and released plagues, making their survival very difficult.
The real available troops in Acaterithios' hands are only twenty or thirty thousand, otherwise he would not have been fighting for thirty years and could only barely protect himself. This is because of his high strength. How many rebels have been killed in the same period?
It's all clean
If he dared to go out of the mountainous area, he would have had the regular army and the necromancers wipe out the scumbags. The lich alone would have been enough to kill them a dozen times.
Lorraine's evaluation of them is just a small lot, just like those al-Qaeda elements hiding in the mountains in later generations. Today they attack a checkpoint, tomorrow they knock down a police duty station, and then they kidnap a few foreigners and threaten the government.
The regular army can run faster than a rabbit.
Even if these people make trouble for a hundred years, they still won't be able to accomplish anything.
In this kind of world war where both sides are trying their best, this kind of Semitic rebel army will not play much role.
Battusta's face showed a hint of anger, but it flashed past. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you underestimate us."
Lorraine shook his head and said: "Old Ta, you are overthinking. I don't mean to underestimate you, but..."
He paused, then smiled bitterly and said: "At this stage, we have no idea of cooperating with you, nor do we have the ability.
Not to mention how much money and supplies I have to provide you with in order to arm you. Even if I don’t care about spending the money, I still can’t transport the things.
Once the luck has passed, it may not necessarily fall into your hands."
There is an ocean between the two sides. At the moment, the Semitic fleet that is transporting troops back and forth is encountered by them. They will definitely be beaten by the meat buns and never come back.
Although Lord Luo is now a well-known upstart, he will not throw his precious resources into the water.
Battusta smiled coquettishly, he had no intention of taking a break from Lorraine.
"However, it is not non-negotiable." Lorraine looked at Battusta's expression, changed his tone, and said with a smile that he did not close the door to negotiations.
Lorraine is just playing the old trick of playing hard to get. These guys are entrenched in the rear of the Semitic tribe, and they can always have some effect.
But Lord Lorraine must let them understand that even if they cooperate, he still has the initiative
It's not like they just rush in eagerly as soon as they come over.
To put it simply, you want them to listen to you
Battusta was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing. Not only was he not disappointed, but he actually seemed very satisfied.
His abnormal expression made Lorraine couldn't help but frown, and secretly thought: There is something weird.
"Sure enough..." Battusta smiled and murmured in a low voice: "Sure enough, just like Marshal Acattrisius said, our few people cannot fall into your eyes.
All right……"
Battusta raised his head, looked directly at Lorraine, and said: "If I say that we also include a large part of the Semitic generals and officials who hope to get rid of the tyranny of the high priest and achieve independence and freedom for the great Semitic tribe, Sir
Are you interested at all?"
Lorraine suddenly sat upright on the sofa, looked at Battustaran for a few seconds and then suddenly smiled, then fell back on the sofa.
"We..." Battusta was about to speak when the alarm bell suddenly sounded loud and fast outside.
The two of them couldn't help but be startled.
At this time, the housekeeper ran in quickly and said nervously: "Sir, the damned demons are here again. Please go to the basement to take shelter."
Lorraine looked up and looked at the sky outside. It was already dark at night. Today happened to be the time when the Undead came to the ring once every three days.
Lorraine waved her hand and said: "Don't be nervous, just turn off the lights and I will come out."
The housekeeper stopped in front of Lorraine and said in fear: "Sir, it's dangerous outside."
"It's okay. The war fortress in the sky can't see the situation on the ground, so don't worry." Lorraine walked straight out the door.
Battusta shrugged, jumped up, and followed him.
The night sky was filled with fast-moving light spots, like fireflies hovering above everyone's heads.
From time to time, the light of artillery fire would light up and then go out. After a few seconds, the rumbling sound would be heard back to the ground.
The undead tribe and the Maple Leaf Danlin people staged scenes of dangerous chasing and killing games in the air
Although it was not the first day for Batusta to see such a large-scale air battle involving more than two hundred war fortresses, he still couldn't help but feel excited when he saw the figures and artillery fire of the aerial war fortresses with his own eyes.
This is the real war between giants
As an aspiring general, who doesn't dream of having such a powerful air force in his hands, capable of controlling the air force in all directions and astonishing the wind and clouds?
Watch the enemy being wiped out by your own firepower
The people who hold such powerful power in the world are the high priests of the undead, the three deans of Maple Leaf Danlin, and the hated Lord Lorraine in front of him.
But without him Battusta, there would be no him in the future~!
Not to mention that Naian also has an endless stream of new weapons, artillery, grenade trains, battleships... The Ruman Empire also has a million-strong army, and the Flying Eagle Group has unrivaled artillery...
And they only have tens of thousands of old, weak and remnant soldiers squatting in the ravine eating old corn... uh, an army of 800,000 tigers and wolves
There is a huge disparity in strength between Lorraine and Lorraine. The two parties are not equal partners.
Suddenly thinking about this, Battusta felt very uncomfortable. He twisted his body uncomfortably and silently looked at the battle in the sky. He thought to himself: It turns out that in the face of strong strength, this little trick can't change fate.
At this time, a powerful flame suddenly burst out in the night sky. In the fire, only half of the undead war fortress remained burning and fell from the sky. A few seconds later, there was a loud impact and then it rose to the ground.
A huge dark cloud rises
Lorraine turned to look at Battusta and said, "What did you say about you just now?"
Battusta took a deep breath, collected his feelings, and said in a deep voice: "We can provide you with internal intelligence of the Semitic army and help you achieve the final victory.
With our help, the war can be shortened by at least one year. Think about how many fewer people will die and how much war expenses you can have left."
Lorraine shrugged and thought to himself: I can't tell you that I am actually making money from fighting this battle.
As long as the war does not burn in Ruman's country, the black-hearted capital of his family would like the Semitic people to stay on the mainland for two more years.
The prince turned to look at him, his eyes shining in the night, and said: "Your conditions"
Battusta looked at the war fortress flying above his head and said: "We want a Semitic tribe of Semitic people. At the very least, it is also a spiritual flash of the spiritual flash people."
Lorraine smiled heartily and said: "You have a big appetite, where are you?
Don’t tell you that you are doing this for the sake of the country and the nation.”
Battusta looked as if he should take it for granted and said: "I just hope that after the victory, Lord Lorraine can remember the contribution of our black band."
They put their heads in their belts and play such a dangerous game as rebellion. Naturally, it cannot be just for lofty ideals, and everyone will not refuse to enjoy the fruits of victory after victory.
"Black band..." Lorraine nodded and said, "Now, can you tell me who you are? I need to know who I am working with?"
Battusta shook his head decisively and said: "Forgive me, Sir, it's not that I don't believe you, it's just that their identities are very sensitive.
I can tell you for sure that among us there are powerful officials in the military center, senior generals on the front line, senior officials in the government, and members of the royal family of our family."
"The lineup is strong enough," Lorraine smacked her lips and sighed, "As long as you don't do stupid things like assassinating the undead high priest, I think we can still cooperate."
Battusta breathed a long sigh of relief. His mission was finally completed. As for what will happen in the future, it depends on Lord Lorraine.
However, Battusta was not convinced that Lord Lorraine had four girlfriends who were Semitic, and three of them were of genuine Semitic royal blood.
At the critical moment, they can also take the madam route. I believe that Adeline and the others will not fail to take care of their Semitic compatriots. There is even a bolder plan in their dark band.
"Happy cooperation~!" Battusta stretched out his hand, and Lorraine shook it hard.
"Last question," Lorraine looked at him and said, "Are you so sure that we can defeat the High Priest of the Undead?"
Battusta spread his hands and said: "Even if Renying can't defeat the High Priest of the Undead, do we have any other choice?"
Moreover, I have been walking on the human continent for several months, and I have also been to Nai'an under your rule. The non-stop roar in the factory day and night has made me unforgettable for the rest of my life.
Now, I believe that your power is enough to defeat the undead~!"
Lorraine nodded slightly and said: "Someone will come to you to discuss specific cooperation. I look forward to your performance."
Battusta nodded solemnly, took a step back and put on his hat, turned around and left the manor.
Seeing his tall figure disappear into the night, Vera hugged Lorraine's arm and blinked her bright eyes, saying: "Master, do you believe them?"
"Of course not," Lorraine smiled and shrugged, "Leave professional matters to professionals. It's the company's job to sort out what's true and what's false. I think Belen will take good care of him. As for us..."
Lorraine smiled maliciously, picked up Vera's legs, picked her up, strode into the room, and said with a smirk: "A good night is too short."
The sound of killing inside and outside Delong City was loud
The military camp of the Semitic army surrounded the city of Delong, completely surrounding the huge city of Delong.
The flags are like a forest, and countless black people are shouting and rushing towards the city wall of Delong. Looking from the air, they are as dense as an ant colony surrounding a candy bar.
The army attacking Delong City held various flags, tiger heads, wolf heads, pine trees, oak trees, roses, tulips... and so on.
But there is no Semitic lightning flag
The lightning flags all stayed at the rear of the battlefield. The troops attacking the city at this moment were all composed of human vassals.
Up and down the city wall, the Templar Knights of the Holy See's Bayer Legion fought bravely under the banner of the Golden Cross.
Arrows rained down from the city wall, splashing into the attacking crowd.
The man in front fell down screaming after being hit by an arrow. The man behind stepped over his body and continued charging with crazy shouts.
The enemy in front is certainly terrifying, but the Semitic war team behind them is even more terrifying.
The High Priest of the Undead inflicts the cruelest punishment on escapees, whether they are human nobles or ordinary soldiers
Those who escape from the battlefield will have their skin burned off by those terrifying dark mages, and their muscles and bones will slowly melt away under the dark spells.
The tortured person will watch his body rot and melt, and spend several days in mourning, which is worse than death. He will not die until his internal organs are exposed.
Under such cruel methods, these human vassals who had taken refuge with the Semites would rather rush forward and die under the arrows of the Delong defenders than dare to run back.
Seeing that they were about to rush into the ditch outside the city, the Holy See officer squatting in the ditch waiting for them shouted loudly, "Throw the grenade, brothers, throw the grenade quickly~!"
The soldiers of the Holy See Legion eagerly pulled out the wooden handle grenade from their belts.
In every wooden box containing grenades, there are considerate pictures and texts on the back of the cover to explain the correct use of grenades, so that even illiterate soldiers can quickly understand it.
Unscrew the back cover, pierce the wax paper, pull out the drawstring inside the wooden handle, put the loop at one end of the drawstring on your finger, pull out the drawstring, the grenade will emit smoke, and then throw it~!
Only four patterns explain the usage clearly.
Even soldiers who have never used it can understand it after reading it.
Cardinal Sandos also specially organized the soldiers to conduct simulation training using tools such as hammers, and also let them watch live ammunition throwing. The soldiers were deeply impressed.
At the same time, the officer reminded loudly and hoarsely: "Remember to pull out the drawstring, pull out the drawstring~!"
After pulling out the drawstring, the grenade tail immediately began to smoke. No need to remind them at this moment, they also knew that the thing in their hands would explode in seven seconds.
The soldiers excitedly threw the grenades out of the trench.
The grenade with white smoke fell into the charging crowd, made a hissing sound, and then exploded under the strange gazes of the human vassals.
Shrapnel broke into more than two hundred pieces and scattered everywhere, easily penetrating the human body and tearing apart muscle tissue and bones.
The crowd was so dense that several people around the grenade almost hit all the shrapnel.
In the violent explosion, they were immediately blown into red bloody men, and even their bones were exposed.
The sudden explosion caused these people to charge forward suddenly. Such explosive things were still flying out of the trench in a steady stream.
The soldiers of the human puppet army kept screaming when they were bombed. The remaining soldiers immediately ran away without hesitation, holding their heads in their hands.
But then, a horn sounded from behind the Semites urging them to attack.
Behind the battle line, on the roof of a small three-story building dozens of meters away from the city wall, two snipers wearing tattered camouflage uniforms like beggars were lying on the roof, looking calmly at the battlefield in front of them through the cracks in the bricks.