Chapter 1345 Do you know that I'm waiting for you? (6,000 words, ask for a monthly ticket)
ww.x.om "You killed Maschinault?!" Cardinal Sandos exclaimed in disbelief, with a stunned expression on his face, and said: "This, this..."
This news was really good, just like selling the Flying Eagle Sports Lottery for two copper coins and winning five million gold coins all at once. He couldn't believe it.
If he didn't know clearly that this telegram was sent by Eagle Telecom, he would have thought that the news was a rumor.
"Maybe~!" The observer next to him emphasized his tone and corrected each word: "It's just that he may have killed Maschinault."
Sandos calmed down, then looked thoughtfully at the battlefield outside the city.
He remembered that the demon clan's central army banner was very far away from the city wall that day, far beyond the range of a crossbow.
If he had artillery in his hands and dared to walk within four miles of the city wall, he would be seeking death. But his Bayer Army did not have a single artillery piece.
Long-range battlefield strike weapons such as cannons are all high-tech weapons produced by the Flying Eagle Group. High-tech also represents one thing, that is, while having excellent performance, it is also incredibly expensive~!
Although Cardinal Sandos's legion is already known as the elite in the Holy See Army and has sophisticated weapons and equipment, it still cannot afford the equipment.
"But how did you kill him?" Sandos asked with a puzzled expression.
The two ghosts looked at each other and said expressionlessly: "Keep it secret."
After encountering such a hard nail, Sandos grinned angrily, but there was nothing he could do about it. Although he was a dignified cardinal and the commander of an army, and the opponent was just two Naian soldiers, but just looking at the two of them
With the level of confidentiality, you know that the secrets hidden in it are far beyond what a mere cardinal like him can inquire about casually.
Sandos turned his head and looked at Maschinault's place on the battlefield that day. His heart suddenly jumped and he remembered something.
During the most tense period of the Vatican a year ago, it was not Hilmeria who was most vocal about running for the pope, but Bishop Buckley.
He died suddenly and inexplicably. It is said that his head exploded at that time, and no assassins or weapons could be found around him.
Everyone guessed that Lord Lorraine must have done this. But they couldn't figure out how it was done.
Under the gaze of dozens of people around him, a man was drinking tea leisurely just a moment ago, and the next second his head exploded.
"The situation that time... is somewhat the same as today's situation~!" Cardinal Sandos was suddenly startled. He raised his head and glanced at the two ghosts in confusion. He thought to himself: "It couldn't be these two.
Right?"
Looking at the indifferent expressions of these two people, Sandos decided to be wise and not to dig into the details, and said to himself: "Forget it, it's none of my business. Fortunately, Lord Lorraine and I are on the same side.
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After thinking for a moment, Cardinal Sandos nodded and said: "If Maschinault dies, the behavior of the demons in the past few days will make sense."
The two ghosts looked at each other. Although their faces were still expressionless, they both saw the dancing light in each other's eyes.
Maschinault is a real king~!
If the target they kill turns out to be Maschinault, then the two of them will make history and become the first team of agents to receive the first-class honorary title of "Kennedy Assassination". They will become the aces of sniping~!
Sandos also breathed a long sigh of relief. Finally, he no longer had to guess why the demon clan on the other side stood still.
Against Maschinault, Cardinal Sandos himself was under a lot of pressure.
According to the intelligence sent back, Maschinault and Veraplani, who commanded the Western Front, were both well-known generals within the demon clan for many years. They had been on the battlefield for decades.
Before Santos was born, he was already a general and had rich war experience.
It can be seen from the war on the Western Front in the past few months that the two Semitic generals cooperated tacitly and fought from the west coast to the interior without losing a single battle.
Even the famous Ruman Empire general Marquis Maleton, who commanded 300,000 Ruman battle-hardened elites, could only keep retreating in the face of the demons pressing forward step by step.
The opponent he faced was Veerapranni.
And he, Cardinal Santos, had only just come into contact with the military last year. It could be said that he was a rookie recruit with eggshells on his butt, and he was famous in the peacekeeping force for his invincibility in every battle.
He has the status of commanding 100,000 people today, firstly because he is very resilient. Although he has been defeated repeatedly, he has been defeated and defeated again and again, just like an unbeatable little strongman who is as perseverant as ever.
Second, and most importantly, trust from senior management.
Without the support of His Majesty the Pope and Lord Lorraine, a world-famous general like him would have been kicked back to his hometown long ago.
Therefore, in this battle, Cardinal Sandos chose the stupidest and safest tactic, which was also his best tactic.
No matter how many tricks you make, I will just stick to one method and stick to it~!
Just a few days to keep it. If you can't keep it, then you should be loyal to the Holy See.
Cardinal Sandos had no confidence at all. He often dreamed in the middle of the night that he was defeated by the demons and woke up. Then he couldn't sleep all night long. There were already white hairs on his worried head.
"Judging from the demon clan's inaction in the past few days," Cardinal Sandos looked at the two ghosts and said with a smile: "You have most likely killed Maskinot.
Only because the general is dead does the enemy dare not send troops hastily."
The two ghosts looked at each other and smiled, then gave each other a high-five. Due to the long and rigorous training, they seemed to have lost the emotions of ordinary people. Although they were in ecstasy, the expressions on their faces only twitched slightly.
It looks extremely stiff and ugly.
Sandos couldn't help but look away, looking at the demon camp outside the city, and suddenly thought in his mind: Should we go out of the city to attack?
As soon as there is an idea in my mind, I immediately become ready to act.
The Demon Tribe’s commander is now dead, and maybe it’s a time of chaos internally. Our army of 100,000 is not much less than the Demon Tribe surrounding Delong. The enemy has a war fortress, and we also have the Pope’s Silver Wing Guards on our side.
If we take the initiative, maybe...
Sandos stared at the dark demon camp in the distance, the expression on his face changing, and the hand on the city wall sometimes clenched and sometimes loosened.
After coming here for a long time, Cardinal Sandos took a breath, shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "I know how much I weigh. I still don't want to take risks."
Until now, he himself is still a semi-monastic amateur, and 90% of his subordinates are still new soldiers.
Seriously, the demon general is dead, so that he and his subordinates can take a few more breaths before they can find a replacement.
After thinking about it, Cardinal Sandos became much more relaxed.
"Thank you both for your contribution." Sandos stepped forward, held the hands of the two ghosts affectionately, and said: "On behalf of the Bayer Army, I would like to thank you from top to bottom."
At the same time, the news spread in Delong City, and they heard that one of their own had actually killed the demon commander. The soldiers and civilians in the city couldn't help but cheer loudly with excitement, their morale was high, and they were more confident in defending Delong City.
Just as the people who stayed in the city were decorating with lanterns and streamers, celebrating this great victory like a festival, several war fortresses flew from the western sky and fell into the camp of the Semitic army.
This situation immediately attracted the attention of the Bayer Legion in the city. The battle siren sounded immediately, and the soldiers of the Holy See immediately went to their respective posts.
But after waiting for half an hour, there was nothing unusual about the Semitic camp.
An hour later, the camp door was still closed.
Three hours later, no troops left the camp.
It was not until the soldiers finished lunch on the city wall that the Semitic camp surrounding Delongcheng suddenly became commotion.
The defenders in the city immediately heightened their vigilance and prepared for battle.
Tens of thousands of human vassal legions first moved out of the camp and formed an array facing Delong City.
The tulip flag is flying high...five miles away.
Emperor De Rossi wisely stayed away from the battlefield. In fact, he recalled the moment when Maschinault fell, and he was still frightened.
At that time, he was not far away from Maschinault. He was only half a horse's length behind.
As a result, while the two people were talking happily, Maschinault's head exploded inexplicably. Who wouldn't be afraid of this?
Although I don’t know exactly what happened, what is certain is that this matter was definitely done by the Holy See Army opposite!
This time it's Maschinault, the unlucky guy. Next time it's him, Emperor De Rossi. For the sake of your own safety, stay as far away as you can.
Not only did he stand far away from the battlefield, Emperor De Rossi also placed heavy guards on his front, back, left and right to prevent any unexpected events.
The soldiers of the De Rossi Empire did not move after forming their formation. With the acquiescence of the officers, the soldiers simply sat on the ground, as if waiting for something quietly.
Although the death of Maschinot, a nasty guy, made the Delon emperor very happy and he had a great appetite these days, the smart and handsome Emperor was not willing to waste his precious military power to attack the hedgehog-like city of Delon.
Cardinal Sandos looked at the strange behavior of the soldiers of the De Rossi Empire, and began to wonder again: Which song is this song about?
After thinking carefully for a moment, he thought that this was another trick of the enemy to lure them.
Cardinal Sandos couldn't help but sneer, and said to himself: "I just won't go out, I'll make you mad~!"
Although he knew that this was very self-deceiving, he still felt quite happy about winning the bet.
After the soldiers of the Derosi Empire lined up, the Semitic camp began to commotion, and the large group of soldiers walked out of the camp.
But what shocked Cardinal Sandos was that the Semitic army walked out through the back door.
"The enemy is trying to escape~!" He reacted immediately.
The actions of the Semites confirmed what the cardinal said. After leaving the camp, they quickly lined up, then walked far around the city and walked towards the east.
Sandos immediately understood that the situation he was worried about had happened.
The demons didn't want to take advantage of his Delon City, so they got rid of the entanglement and went straight to Fantino~!
Fantino is the holy city of humanity, the residence of the God of Light in the world, and the spiritual home of all human beings.
Thousands of years of education have made all human beings believe that they all live under the care of the God of Light.
With this boss looking after us, everyone can have clothes to wear, food to eat, sex with girls, and money to gamble.
It is precisely because of this that mankind can unite to resist the invasion of demons and the undead.
Once the Holy City is captured, it means that they are no longer favored by the God of Light. The human world's will to resist and determination to fight will inevitably be shattered.
Thinking of this, Sandos shouted anxiously and said: "Go and invite the warriors of the Blade Guard, forget it. I will go there myself."
Just a few minutes later, a knight of the Blade Guards rode a Pegasus straight into the sky and disappeared in the eastern sky in the blink of an eye.
After the news came out, Sandos looked at the Derosi Empire soldiers sitting on the ground outside the city, touched his shaved chin and thought to himself: I can't let you retreat too easily. I may not be able to defeat the demons with my soldiers in the field.
I can't beat you, De Rossi?
Damn it, just let the cavalry throw grenades.
After making up his mind, Sandos immediately ordered all his cavalry to leave the city and harass the enemy.
The knights of the Holy See hung a large leather bag on the back of their horses. Carrying a whole bag of grenades, they rushed out of the city gate with high morale.
Although they were restrained by the enemy's forces, at this time, they could only defend the city and could not evacuate to Fantino. However, it was more than enough to use the advantages of weapons to start a small-scale battle with the enemy.
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The demons remained silent under Delon City, which won Fantino the most precious and most scarce weapon - time.
Due to previous strategic mistakes, the Holy See has always fought for every inch of territory, sending troops to the front lines to attack the enemy. The result has become a typical fueling tactic.
More than 100,000 elite troops were wiped out in one fell swoop under Rotgaron. When Sandos came to reinforce from the rear, it was his fault that he saw the opportunity quickly, otherwise, he would have become a dog-beater.
Although the Holy See claims to have millions of elites, most of the troops in the rear are still being recruited at this time and there is no time to arrive.
Although Lorraine desperately reinforced, at this time Fantino only had one regular division of Lorraine at most, which was extremely dangerous.
And the demons also realized this.
When they finally reacted, the hundreds of thousands of Semitic troops immediately abandoned the city of Delon and marched eastward towards Fantino.
At the same time, Lorraine is sending all available reinforcements to Fantino City.
The quiet and sacred Fantino turned into a noisy and busy landing field. Flags were flying during the day, lights were bright at night, and the war fortress took off and landed day and night.
The clergy and a small number of civilians who remained in Vatican City were all engaged in the work of unloading supplies, also in three shifts, day and night.
It is a matter of life and death for Fantino and themselves. No one is willing to be lazy. And no one dares to be lazy - all the bastards of the Inquisition are watching. Being lazy at this time is malicious sabotage, and it means wanting to betray humanity.
Blasphemy.
Guys like that have to be nailed to a cross with steel, and then set on fire to purify their body and soul.
After more than ten days of continuous airlift, all the soldiers and weapons of the Eagle Division were transported into the city. At the same time, they were working non-stop to build a defense system.
Lord Lorraine did not rush to strengthen the city wall, but invested in the work of digging trenches and built a three-layer defense system around Fantino.
The outermost layer is composed of criss-crossing trenches and bunkers, while the second layer within the network is composed of trenches and bunker arrays, with artillery positions laid out, fully relying on hills and other commanding heights.
The third layer extends from the edge of Fantino to the inside of the city, including trenches, tunnels, secret passages, permanent fortresses and bunkers, and artillery bunkers.
For this reason, the Eagle Division even demolished many stones and buildings on both sides of the streets in Fantino to obtain solid building materials.
With the full support of Pope Hilmeria, the bishops could not help but feel a little pain in their hearts as they watched the streets turn into dirt roads again, but they did not dare to raise any objections.
They can only comfort themselves and think on the bright side, these solid fortifications gave them great safety.
Mazovia has been following Lord Lorraine and is responsible for coordinating the work between the Holy See and the Naian people.
He looked at the Vatican City in front of him like a construction site, and felt his heart twitching. Even the Papal Palace and the Temple of Light were surrounded by fortifications, and trenches and bunkers were dug under the steps of the temple gate.
Mazovia was secretly frightened when he saw it, and finally seized an opportunity, pulled Lorraine and asked, "Sir, do you expect the enemy to be able to fight in front of the Temple of Light?"
Lorraine looked at the barbed wire fence in front of the temple door, smiled slightly, and said, "Even if they can't rush in, I will let them in a little bit."
"Ah~!" Mazovia was so scared that she could stuff an egg into her mouth.
Lorraine patted him on the shoulder and said with a stern expression: "Fantino is like a torch in the dark night. As long as they see it, those demons will rush here like moths regardless of their own safety.
Therefore, we are going to turn this place into a millstone for strangling demons’ flesh and blood, and I am going to beat them until they tremble in fear when they think of Fantino’s name.”
Hearing the chill in Lorraine's words, Mazovia's heart couldn't help but jump a little: The way this man is so violent is really a bit scary.
General Patlaud walked up and saluted, first glanced at Mazovia and said: "Sir, the defense work has been basically completed, but there is a little trouble setting up the artillery positions."
Lorraine frowned and said, "What's the trouble?"
"The staff thinks the best artillery position seems to be..." Patlaud said a little.
"Where is that position?" Lorraine interrupted him and asked directly.
Patlaud curled his lips and then pointed at the top of Lorraine's head.
Lord Lorraine turned his head, and the first thing he saw was the tall statue at the entrance of the Temple of Light. Then he looked up and saw the majestic and tall dome of the temple.
"You mean... inside the temple?" Lorraine himself was a little surprised.
Patlaud pursed his lips and nodded, hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "It is the tallest building in the entire city. It has a wide view and the best shooting range. And the roof is strong enough..."
Seeing the expression on Mazovia's side who wanted to eat him alive, Patlaud touched his nose in amusement. He also knew that this idea seemed a bit too much.
"Okay~!" Lorraine immediately made the decision and said, "It will be located in the temple."
The base of the Temple of Light is two stories high. The artillery is placed in it, which not only broadens the field of vision, but also increases the shooting range. In addition, the tall and solid dome can also effectively defend against enemy attacks from the sky.
Mazovia was so frightened that he almost cried. He grabbed Lorraine's sleeve and said nervously: "Sir, no, no!
This, this..."
"What's wrong?" Lorraine bared her teeth and smiled, and said: "Let's talk about Lao Ma. Do you think His Majesty will support me and say he supports you?"
Mazovia looked sad. The Pope and Lord Lorraine were a couple. As long as Lorraine proposed it, Hilmeria would certainly not object.
"This is blasphemy, my lord. It will cause people all over the world to talk, and they will think that you are disrespectful to God." Mazovia held on to Lorraine's clothes.
Lord Lorraine spread his hands and said: "Old Ma, I'm not telling you that you always have two mouths, and it doesn't matter how you say it.
You can also say that this represents the anger of the God of Light towards the demons, and he must punish them with fire."
Mazovia was stunned for a moment, then scratched his bald head and said blankly: "That makes sense... Yes, I will go find some pen holders and look through the sacred books, and I should be able to find a corresponding reasonable explanation. Well,
It must be possible.”
Mazovia acted immediately, turned around and ran towards the Papal Palace.
Lord Lorraine looked at his back as he walked swiftly and murmured: "The divine code is just a basket, anything can be put in it."
Patlaud's face was sullen, with a smile on his lips, and he raised his thumb at Lord Lorraine.
Under everyone's gaze, War Fortress hoisted eight artillery pieces to the entrance of the Temple of Light, and then the soldiers pushed them into the main hall.
Witnessing this moment, some people clapped their hands and applauded, some looked normal, some were disapproving, and some kept crossing themselves on their chests.
The demons are approaching step by step, and the war preparations in Fantino are not stopping at all. The train transports the artillery shells and grenades to the front end of the railway being built, and the war fortress transports them into Fantino.
Within a few days, Fantino City turned into a large fortress, and all the basements, including underground treasuries and mausoleums, and every corner were filled with wooden boxes filled with ammunition.
Even in front of the door of His Majesty the Pope's room in the Papal Palace, war preparation materials were piled up, leaving only a narrow passage.
After Lorraine inspected the positions outside the city, he checked the ammunition depots one by one and patted the neatly numbered wooden boxes with satisfaction. The personnel were in place and the ammunition reserves were sufficient. Even three groups of ghosts and six dragons had arrived.
Lorraine can be sure that he is ready, and the rest is waiting for the demons.
On October 23, the Semitic army arrived thirty miles away from Fantino without encountering any resistance.
At the same time, the 400,000-strong northern group led by the famous Semitic general Orlandini staggered forward amid constant encounters with accidents and elusive attacks by the Rumans.
They were short of supplies and saw empty cities wherever they passed.
Orlandini had to spread his troops out to find supplies in a wider area, and these troops were often attacked by the Rumans, so Orlandini had to divide his troops again.
However, the Semitic army still rushed towards Ruman City slowly but surely, reaching the last pass to the north of Ruman City.
Further ahead is the vast and rich plain and...Ruman City.