The first thousand three hundred and eighty-nine chapters fire promotion
Herod, wrapped in a black robe, slowly walked into the town under the guidance of the soldiers.
There were many soldiers resting on both sides of the road. When they saw this mysterious lich, they all bowed to the ground.
For thousands of years, due to the control of the high priest, the Semitic people's awe and obedience to the undead have been almost deep in their bones.
Herod turned a blind eye to the salutes of those soldiers and walked past them proudly with his head held high.
In the eyes of the lich, these ordinary soldiers are just a bunch of cannon fodder and nothing more.
Herod passed through the town and came to the headquarters of Verapranni.
In order to avoid attracting the attention of the human artillerymen - in fact, the town had already been completely destroyed by human artillery fire, and no intact building could be found. Therefore, Veraplani's command headquarters did not
It is not located in a small town, but underground.
The Lich Herod took a brief look at it. It could be seen that this place was originally a cemetery, and the death energy that he was very familiar with and liked came from the ground.
However, most of the tombs have been flattened by human artillery fire, and coffins can be seen exposed from time to time among the patches of floating soil.
The headquarters of Veerapurani was built in a family tomb, and a thick layer of earth was placed on top of the bunker to withstand shells.
A trench seven feet deep extended from here in all directions, and the Semitic soldiers trotted back and forth in the trench like field mice.
From time to time, the injured person lying on the stretcher was brought in groaning, then turned around a corner and disappeared at the other end of the trench.
As soon as Herod entered the trench, there was a burst of fierce artillery fire from the west.
The humans seemed to have discovered some movement by the Semites, and once again covered their positions with artillery fire.
"Chirp~!"
The sharp scream of the artillery shells streaked across the sky, then landed on the Semitic position and exploded with a bang.
The red firelight kept blooming like fireworks, "Boom, boom, boom, boom..."
Deafening explosions sounded continuously and continuously.
The area near the headquarters was also hit by multiple artillery shells.
In the violent explosion, the ground in the tomb shook for a while, and the soil on the top fell down, as if it might collapse at any time.
Herod walked through the trenches and came to the headquarters. The number of people here suddenly became sparse. Because it was underground, it was dark, damp, and not ventilated. It made people feel a little depressed.
However, as a lich, Herod didn't care about this.
He walked straight past several staff officers who were in a daze and came to the back room of the headquarters, where he immediately saw Veerapurani.
Wearing a military uniform, he stood at the very back, with a sarcophagus serving as a table. He placed his hands on the sarcophagus and was quickly discussing the battle situation with his officers. Because he was fully immersed in the battle, he did not notice the arrival of Herod at all.
Behind him hung a huge military map. Although Herod was not familiar with military matters, he could feel the offensive and defensive situation between the Semites and the Humans marked with red and blue pens on the map.
, the current situation is not optimistic.
Herod stood for a moment, and when he saw that Veerapurani still didn't raise his head, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.
At this time, someone came to Veerapurani and whispered a few words in his ear.
Veraplani was startled for a moment, then hurriedly raised his head, saw Herod's figure, a forced smile appeared on his tired face, and nodded to him with a pair of red eyes, saying: "Herod
Master, welcome~!"
Lich Herod nodded slightly, without being polite, and said straightforwardly: "How is the situation now?"
"As you can see, it's not good." Due to excessive exertion these days, Veerapurani looked extremely tired as he had hardly closed his eyes.
He let out a long sigh, and then said: "I tried every method I could think of, digging trenches, fighting at night, letting the soldiers put on makeup and pretending to be enemies, and sneak attacks in the past. I even organized an officer death squad... everything I could think of.
We have used all the tactics.
But the humans on the opposite side are too cunning, and we have never been able to rush over. So far, the casualties have reached nearly 30%, and almost all of my soldiers are injured.
These young men are very brave, facing the enemy without blinking an eye. No matter how tired they are, as soon as they hear the horn, they will immediately grab the knife and rush forward to fight the enemy.
But...but they have reached their limit.
If there are no more reinforcements, even if there are enough airdrop supplies..."
Having said this, he paused, and a mocking smile flashed in his eyes - although Herod had promised well before, relying on the war fortress, he could provide him with enough supplies and food. But in fact,
It's never been fulfilled.
Each airdrop of supplies is only enough for half or even one-third of the troops.
But on the books, every material airdrop was distributed in full.
God knows which bastards took kickbacks for those things~!
Everyone in the army is tightening their belts and fighting on an empty stomach.
Many troops have already begun to secretly kill horses. But he can only turn a blind eye. Once he suppresses it forcefully, it will definitely cause a mutiny among the soldiers.
Seeing the indifferent look on Herod's face, Veraplani couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and then said solemnly: "Even if we are given enough airdrop supplies, we won't be able to hold on for a few more days."
Lich Herod nodded indifferently.
He knew these situations so clearly that he could even hear the cocoons in his ears - Veerapurani sent a letter asking for help every two days and sent it through his hand to the high priest behind him.
After another helpless sigh, Veerapurani's expression suddenly became angry. He clenched his fists and beat the sarcophagus hard, shouting loudly: "Master, let me ask you once, where are the damn reinforcements?
It’s been half a month, and it’s time for De Rossi to crawl over.”
Only on this issue that had nothing to do with the undead did Veerapurani dare to be a little bold.
Despite this, the lich Herod was not happy with Veraplani's offense.
But after all, the other party was leading the army in a bloody battle on the front line, so he suppressed his anger and said as emotionlessly as possible: "His Majesty De Rossi is trying his best.
The enemy also knows the importance of reinforcements.
According to his report, this road is full of human resistance armies, and they are fighting fiercely every day."
Veerapurani's face was extremely ugly, and he knew in his heart that this was a lie.
He fought all the way. Except for the city of Delon, which was not captured by him because the Bayer Legion of the Holy See Army defended it, the rest of the cities were all in his hands.
At this moment, countless humans suddenly appeared to block the army?
Even a mouse can't give birth to pups so fast.
There are no soldiers from the Holy See west of the town of Huerkara, and they all besiege themselves here.
As for the guerrillas, they are a huge joke.
The guerrillas may affect logistics and transportation, may affect reconnaissance, and may affect information transmission, but they cannot stop the progress of large troops at all.
Would the guerrillas have no brains to go head-to-head with a 100,000-strong regular army?
Veerapurani shook his head and said sincerely: "Master, I have said that De Rossi is a cunning and cunning villain who is incompetent in running an army and an incompetent leader. He cannot be used in a big way.
I implore the throne of God to find someone else to command the reinforcements. If it were our Semitic general, the reinforcements would have arrived by now."
Herod snorted imperceptibly and said, "I will convey the general's opinion to His Majesty the Divine Throne."
"Convey, convey~!" Veerapurani roared angrily: "Can't you see the throne of God? Isn't the Semitic more trustworthy than a human being?
If De Rossi is too late, one hundred thousand people on our way west will die here~!"
"Everything is the will of His Majesty the Divine Throne." Herod immediately became furious and said solemnly: "Do you have any objections to the Divine Throne's handling?"
Veraplani was stunned for a moment, then his face changed, and he hurriedly said: "No, I didn't. Master, you have misunderstood. I will resolutely implement the order of the throne. However, His Majesty the throne may also be deceived by that villain De Rossi."
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"The throne of God is omnipresent and omnipotent," the lich Herod said coldly: "Your Majesty's wisdom is beyond our imagination."
Veerapurani was choked and couldn't say a word. No matter what he said, he became the high priest of questioning. He couldn't afford to wear this hat.
Lich Herod waved his hand and suddenly smiled and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. This time I brought His Majesty the Divine Throne's commendation to you, General."
"What?" Veerapranili was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "A commendation?"
I thought to myself: The battle has been fought like this. When we set out, we had an army of 150,000, but now there are only 60,000 left. Is it still worthy of a commendation? It would be great if we don’t chop off our heads.
"The high priest has an order," Herod said with a serious face and a solemn tone.
Veerapurani hurriedly touched his feet, made a snap, straightened his body, and said loudly: "Verapurani listens to the order."
Herod glanced at him and said in a deep voice: "In view of your outstanding performance in the war, His Majesty King Veerapurani, His Majesty the God of God bestows on you unparalleled honor on behalf of the Great Demon God.
You are hereby promoted to emperor and will rule the entire western continent from the Derosi Empire to the Ruman Empire."
He took half a step back. He nodded to Veerapurani and said, "Congratulations, king... you are now His Majesty the Emperor. The land under your rule is as big as the entire Ling Shan.
It can be said that he has made a meteoric rise and has a bright future~~Haha, hahahaha..."
At this time, a lich behind Herod held out a tall crown.
The golden crown is inlaid with hundreds of luminous gems. In the center of the crown is a diamond the size of a pigeon egg. Even in the dark underground, it cannot hide its dazzling light.
"I..." Veerapurani looked at the crown, and her heart instantly felt like ten thousand grass and mud horses running past. She thought to herself: What does the throne of God mean?
emperor?
What's the use of naming him emperor at this time?
The throne of the Semitic people is still vacant, so who is he as an emperor?
Veerapurani is now willing to use the emperor's hat in exchange for tens of thousands of reinforcements.
Not to mention that most of the so-called land is still in the hands of humans.
"What? The high priest's brain is also muddled with shit. Do we have to make human beings' achievements even greater?" Verapranni secretly sneered in his heart: When Lorraine kills them all, there will be a flash in the battle record.
A Semitic emperor must be more glorious than a Semitic general.
Thinking of this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind.
When he thought of the terrible truth, he suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body shivered. His face was as pale as a ghost, his mind went blank, and he stared blankly at the lich opposite.
Looking at the other person's empty eyes, the lich Herod felt quite uncomfortable at this time, even though he had seen countless dead people.
The green light in his eyes dropped, and he said calmly: "Your Majesty, you must hold on, we are doing everything we can to rescue Your Majesty and the besieged Semitic compatriots.
Your Majesty must have confidence in the Semitic people, confidence in us undead people, and even more confidence in His Majesty the Divine Throne.
When His Majesty returns in triumph and leads the army back to Ryder City in the future, the God's throne will surely hold a grand welcome ceremony and personally crown His Majesty."
He glanced at Veerapurani secretly to see if the other party understood the meaning of his words, then coughed slightly and said: "Well, my mission is completed, Your Majesty, I will rush back to convey your message to the throne.
opinions.”
Veerapurani raised the corner of his mouth, but in the end there was no smile. He just waved his hand feebly and said, "I won't give it away."
The lich Herod bowed in an extremely rare way, then turned around and walked out of the underground headquarters, flew back to the waiting war fortress overhead, and quickly disappeared into the night sky.
After Herod left, Veraplani sat on the stone bench absentmindedly, staring blankly at the shining crown on the sarcophagus, wondering what he was thinking.
A young officer next to him saw that he seemed very disappointed, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you have become the emperor. In the future, we will also have the opportunity to be kings, Grand Duke."
The officers around him smiled happily at the same time, as if a bright future was waiting for them in the future.
"What's there to be happy about?" Veerapurani glanced at his officers, raised his hand and knocked away the crown on the sarcophagus. His eyes were fierce and cold, and he said in a deep voice: "The high priest is forcing us to go.
die."
The crown fell to the ground, making a jingling sound. The gorgeous crown rolled several times on the ground and bumped into an officer's foot.
The officer jumped up in fright, took a few steps back and stood with his hands down.
The officers beside him were stunned for a moment, lowered their heads and remained silent under Veerapranni's gaze.
"How could it be?" the attendant officer who had been following Veerapurani forced a smile, walked over and picked up the crown on the ground, put it aside, returned to Veerapurani, and said, "This is just a setback.
As long as Your Majesty leaves here and regroups, we can come back again."
Veerapurani shook his head with a wry smile and said, "What future does an emperor have who abandons all his soldiers and runs away?"
Everyone looked at each other and sighed secretly in their hearts. Even if they could break out and return to Ryder City safely, what kind of fate would be waiting for them?
The High Priest of the Undead will no longer use a group of defeated generals, and will even hold them accountable for their failure.
But they were only acting on the orders of the high priest, and the culprits who caused today's situation were the high priest and the lichs around him.
The Semitic soldiers had done their duty.
However, the high priest is wise and wise, how could he make mistakes? Therefore, the ones who made mistakes must be the following people~!
When the time comes, they will have to bear the blame.
"Besides, can I leave these soldiers?" Verapurani shook his head and said, "What will the Semites think of me, Verapurani, a coward and a coward?"
"Your Majesty, hold on, there is still hope for us?" the attendant officer carefully comforted him.
"Who are you counting on?" Verapranni glared at him and said angrily: "Are you counting on De Rossi? Or are you counting on the lichs?"
The attendant officer also fell silent. He knew that facts had already proved that neither of these two kinds of people could be trusted.
The only ones who can be relied upon are their Semitic compatriots, but the Semitic army that is most likely to reinforce them has just been dragged into the Principality of Kiel by the coalition forces of Maple Leaf Danlin and the Holy See. It is now difficult to protect itself.
It is equivalent to saying that the best hope has been dashed.
Veerapurani held his forehead with one hand, waved to his subordinates, and said, "Go and rest. Don't disturb me."
The officers turned around and dispersed, walking out of the headquarters with heavy steps.
Only a few attendant officers were left beside Veerapurani. They looked at each other and shook their heads helplessly.
Veerapurani's expression was quite complicated. He would sigh from time to time, the expression on his face kept changing, and sometimes he would stand up and pace back and forth, obviously thinking about something in his heart.
The time is getting later and later, and slowly there is no sound on the battlefield. After a day of fierce fighting, the soldiers on both sides are exhausted. They take the time to rest in order to cope with the fiercer battle tomorrow.
All Semitic officers and soldiers knew that humanity's final general attack was only a matter of time.
Until late at night, the officers and soldiers in the headquarters could not help but doze off. Veerapurani raised his hand and summoned one of his most trusted officers.
The officer immediately stood in front of Veerapurani.
Veeraplani looked at him up and down for a long time, and then said in a deep voice: "Child, you and I have been together for...twelve years, right?"
Child looked at Veerapurani strangely, stood at attention and said, "Yes, General... er, Your Majesty, twelve years and nine months."
"It's been a really long time." Veerapranni said with emotion: "I can't let you be granted the title of general. It's because of my incompetence as the coach."
Then he raised his hand to stop Child from speaking, and continued: "So I can't watch you all die here with me."
Child was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"I need you to carry out a secret and dangerous mission." Veerapurani raised his head, looked at Child with piercing eyes, and said seriously.
"Your Majesty, just ask." Child puffed up his chest and vowed: "Unless I die, I promise to complete the mission."
"Very good." Veerapurani had a complicated look on his face, took a long breath, and said in his heart: The great devil above, I hope I am doing the right thing...