Black Scepter Chapter 26: Scepter and dream, powerful nobleman (4,300 characters)
>Dream.
Morpheus is quite sure that he is in a dream, because there are countless guys in black robes who can’t see their faces, which is exactly the same as the result of being comatose by using a scepter.
Only this time he couldn't get rid of this strange dream that panicked him.
Morpheus struggled to stand up and saw countless black robe people walking towards themselves. They were all of different shapes, but they couldn’t see the specific appearance. They could only see the outline of the body, like when they were backlit. Like the blurry silhouette, the figure is hazy, and even looking at it, it is impossible to count the specific number.
whisper.
They all said something in a low voice, they couldn’t hear it at all, Morpheus felt that his ear was blocked by something, and took a few steps backwards, he turned back suddenly, but found himself standing still standing behind him Sulfuras Scepter that has not been touched for a long time.
The black scepter stood upright on the ground as if by any force, quiet and silent. Morpheus squeezed his eyes tightly and moved closer to the scepter.
And the result of this is that Morpheus suddenly found that the sound around him suddenly became clearer, and even the faces of the men in black also began to be clearly defined-continue to step back, standing next to the scepter Morpheus Once, I really saw the true appearance of this group of people in black.
Although I didn’t know them, Morpheus felt a deep chill from the details of these people’s clothing.
Golden crosses, cuffs or chests, family badges, tattoos, and weapons around the waist.
The old man in front of the Morpheus hung a large and smooth golden cross on his chest, and a golden ring with a cross key emblem on his finger.
This shows that the identity of the holder is undoubtedly the highest leader of the Vatican believers and the human representative of the Lord-His Majesty the Pope.
A young male next to him has an emblem of a dark green hydra embroidered on his chest, which shows that he is a member of the “Salazar” family in the top ten in the mainland, and his short Naple steel The sword is exactly the same as Morpheus's waist.
On the left of the field of view, the edge of the long-handed staff in the hand of a mage is equipped with the golden compass compass emblem of the compass.
Looking around, an old man wearing a blood-red robe is equipped with the golden "Alpha" emblem-this is the emblem once used by the supreme leader of the Creed.
Morpheus even saw the figure of an elf—holding a dark green short bow and wearing a silver and white crown on top of his head, the king’s respect is unquestionable.
These people stood quietly around the scepter, although expressionless, but Morpheus could still feel their covet and resentment towards the scepter behind them.
He turned his head to look at the scepter, and found himself suddenly upper body, the black devil pattern on his arm and the emblem of the Holy Deed gleamed faintly, Morpheus observed all around, tentatively made the action that was about to touch the scepter...
But it seemed to instantly explode the emotions of the silhouettes around them—the next moment, these silhouettes surrounding Morpheus went crazy like Morpheus!
The Morpheus, who has not touched the scepter, was caught by countless hands, and the cold sensation from some place instantly made him suffocate!
At this moment, he clearly heard the content of the whisper that had been lingering in his ear.
"Give it to me"
Struggling and rebelling, Morpheus waved his hands and tried his best to push away these cold and horrible guys, but he couldn’t stretch his legs up, but couldn’t force his shots—his body was torn by countless hands The almost unbearable pain made him more panic!
"Enough is enough."
Severely sipping from the distance echoed throughout the space, instantly making Morpheus recover from the edge of suffocation.
The surrounding figures slowly spread out, Morpheus collapsed helplessly to the ground, his mind began to blur, and the world gradually collapsed, but before closing his eyes, he saw the figure standing quietly in the distance.
That is a familiar face, a purple iris badge on the chest, slightly gray hair, a plain robe with no extra decoration-Yi Zuer? Windsor, the only one among countless shadows that is not shaded People who hide their faces
"Boom!"
The vibration caused by the muffled sound caused Morpheus to suddenly open his eyes and sit up in cold sweat.
Waking up from a nightmare, the chaotic scene in front of him has not receded, but the vibration of the ground beneath him made him immediately reflect that he was on the second floor of Arantis.
It is still about ten seconds, everything stops. The pale Morpheus behind him reaches out and touches the leather backpack that was pressed under him while sleeping.
The scepter is still there.
Morpheus was relieved, but he lowered his head and found that he was soaked in cold sweat.
"There is a situation."
In the distance, Sunderland walked back into the team with great strides. The night elves behind him were no longer as comfortable as before, but they collectively walked away with their big bags.
"The herds are migrating, and the elves seem to be going somewhere to take refuge. They say that this situation will happen about once every month, but this time it seems that some came too early."
"All the village of four hundred people evacuated?"
"Elders suggest we follow along."
Morpheus frowned, this kind of thing sounds like a coincidence, in fact it is full of weirdness, but at present its team obviously will not bump into anything, Sunderland’s reconnaissance has confirmed that there is a big distance The large-scale herds rushed in, indicating that the night elves did not tell lies.
"Keep up with their team."
The Lampard territory is under attack.
The seven villages and towns on the edge of the territory were attacked and occupied by Hegel’s army without exception, and the local armed forces did not even have a decent resistance to make it and were wiped out by the overwhelming arrows.
Lord Hegel’s tactics are not similar to those of Ballice’s traditional troops-according to Ballice’s inherent fighting style, most of them use heavy shields to guard the front, and the infantry slowly advance while allowing the mobile cavalry to roam. At the edge of the battlefield, tear the opponent's front or fill the gap at the right time, and finally use the reserve to decide the victory.
However, this lord with icefield wolf ancestry will not use this slow tactics. His main strength is from the north long archer Verbrus, who is adjacent to Ingeway-although the earliest batch The Vibrus who came to Ballice with the owner of Grasse all died hundreds of years ago, but their bow skills and bow-making skills have been passed down.
All longbowmen who followed Lord Hegel on the battlefield were professional soldiers trained continuously for more than ten years from the age of six to nine. This attack range can reach 360 meters. When you are a human, you can achieve an effect similar to the "element barrage" of a magician. All long archers have the accuracy of hitting a humanoid target 200 meters away. At this distance, even a cavalry in armor will be affected. Arrows penetrate!
Within one hundred meters, a longbow can completely penetrate the body of a soldier wearing mail.
Within 50 meters, even heavy armor knights will be shot through the shield, arm, chest and arrow through the arrow!
All armies trying to rebel against Lord Hegel faced such arms with great pressure-they began to be attacked three hundred meters away, and when they reached the infantry square of Lord Hegel, they had no formation. It can be said that at this time, Hegel will fight with the cavalry around the rear wing and the archer continuously attacking the middle. In Balice, this fighting method is almost unfavorable.
As this time, Lampard’s seven villages and towns were easily taken down. The resistance troops of the border guards and nobles added up to thousands of people, and even the first line of infantry fronts could not reach the goal. In the rain of arrows, they were completely defeated. These soldiers who originally belonged to Lord Gard did not have a leader who really commanded the decision. They were completely scattered and there was no fighting spirit at all.
Until Lampard’s territory was occupied by more than one-fifth, Lord Hegel’s scouts did not detect any troops from West Sellin rushing to the front for support.
"Did you give up?"
The reticent lord won’t easily make any progress on this point. He keeps his arms intact, and starts to expand the army horizontally, dividing the troops into five paths, consolidating his advantage by maximizing the occupied area, and reducing it by multi-point flowering. At the same time, he was surrounded by risks, and at least five logistics lines were opened. Several nearby lords unconditionally supply grain and grass. Even if most of the supply lines are cut off, the entire army can still maintain normal operations.
This is the characteristic of the hegemonic lord. When attacking, you don’t need to consider the threat of the group of weak lords. You can do whatever you want.
In contrast, the core of Lampell’s collar, Cecilin, has a strange atmosphere.
A person who could not have imagined stood in the position of the night watchman’s consul-a black-haired and black-eyed aristocratic woman with a smile and holding a letter of Morpheus in his hand, proving to all Windsor family guards that he had Control the qualifications of the entire night watch force and all resources of Lampard territory.
"Hegel? Glass? Which of you can tell me about his team composition and strength now."
Ashkandi sat in the armchair of Morpheus, and asked the "intelligence executive" Irindal and the "great executive assistant" Compton and the core members of the night watchman, with no gesture at all. Any restraint.
The confidence of the nobleman was incisively expressed by her, but the noble girl in the face of Morpheus had no posture at all, and was replaced by strong and strong-behind the same mask, this black eye Ashcandy’s Perhaps no one can guess what nature is.
"Front-line scout reports, five thousand archers, five thousand infantry, two thousand logistic engineers, three thousand cavalry, carpeted in the northwest, seven towns trying to resist failed to make effective In response, all were captured."
Yrindal’s answer is concise and concise, but the response received is a cold sentence——
"The next time you present the information, don’t forget to add the word "adult", to correct your position, elf."
Ashkandi sat on the armchair in the standard manner that a nobleman of Fording should have, his eyes calmed like a frozen lake.
What can Ilyndal say? Although she does not understand what multiple personality is, she also understands that the woman in front of her says she wants to see who is upset, and can lift it by raising her finger-knowing the current affairs is an instinctive reaction. She bowed her head and promised to say no more.
"What about you? Can you tell me something useful?"
She asked Compton.
The latter does not seem to have accepted this relatively large range of questions, and it took a while to answer: "According to the rules of the Masoka card and the data of all available troops in the territory, if you insist on fighting this In battle, the consequences can only be lost—"
"Get out."
Before he finished speaking, Ashcandi interrupted his words with three words that were extremely concise.
This made Yilin Daer slightly confused, but then saw a large piece of wood turn around and walked out. There was no nonsense.
"I don’t want someone to tell me what "cards" and "data calculations" are at this time. War is war, not a game. Whoever talks of this kind of nonsense that disrupts the military’s mind, the next time it’s not just from me Disappeared in front of my eyes."
These remarks were obviously made to the core of several other "night watchmen". Brown, the head of the Darkblade Knights, swallowed a spit. The sudden change can only be regarded as military obedience. The head of the acting head bowed to show obedience, while the captain of the high-ranking great swordsman guard also had no objection.
In this case, it is better to have a leader than the headless flies of the dragons.
"The military map and the current military composition of the territory are clearly displayed for me. I need to see the written loyalty reports of all the nobles in this territory before dusk. By the way, I don’t want to see someone working against me at this time, understand?"
It is difficult to imagine a gentle lady who is usually gentle and at this time will feel a clang like a general who has been in the war for many years.
This has never shown the dominance and decision-making power in front of Morpheus, which makes Ashcandi seem to have some magic power at this moment, so that the original executives and heads who were still somewhat resistant to the feeling suddenly felt like fighting. It should be so decisive and nonsense.
"Branches of the Cavaliers? Brown? The strength of your knights is justified. Even if the number is too small, it is not useful to take them out. First, keep it as a reserve team and stand by."
"Yes!"
"Guardian of the Great Swordsman? There are just a few of them, the same is tasteless, like him, on standby."
"Yes!"
"Don't think about the racks you hold in front of me, you magicians, it's still far from the time for you to throw a banned curse to save the world," Ashcandi narrowed his eyes slightly~IndoMTL.com~ seemed Perceiving what, then said: "Go to the west tower to set up your own laboratory. It is not as good as the assassins of the two squadrons to engage in ten respected magicians. This sentence was useful three hundred years ago. It is as useful as it is now. I need. Seeing your value instead of staying with me like a maid every day, understand?"
The acting leader bowed his head and walked away without saying a word.
"What do you froze?" Ashcandi turned to the somewhat stunned Irindal. "I don't care if you are an elf or a human. Let me see that you are doing something useful. If you can't do it- —”
"Understood, Grand Consul."
Irindal almost fled, and he did not dare to give a little bit of resistance to this new big consul.
This time is not the kind of deal with Morpheus-who knows if she will be in a bad mood and just let herself disappear into this world.
And after everyone left, Ashcandi got up and stretched out, walked to the desk of Morpheus, and gently brushed over the large, neatly placed book, looking down at the open tower below. He said to himself: "Just cut a child of the Grass family, what tricks can you toss out?"