Black Scepter Chapter 152: The light of dawn (6)
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The war kicked off, and I hope you will support it.
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His Majesty Pope wants to know the most... How did Lampard disintegrate the Purgatory's reinforcements in such a short time and defeat the "Jihad" from the front. For him, it is not Morpheus, but the unknown powers and forces behind the three battles of Morpheus-ordinary people only see the huge protected enclave of Lampard, but few people know the end of it. How many hidden powers and forces are there.
Giovani’s “knowledge” of Lampard before this war basically came from the data of the last crusade against the Holy See, but Lampard at that time was very different from the present. So he doesn't even know what level Lampard is now.
Are their abilities limited to defeating their 200,000 troops?
Are they unable to support the current Mullental?
The messages from various battlefields are unclear. The Pope and the Cardinals have no idea at all, and even now they don’t know what kind of troops the Lampard army attacked. Because the defeat was too thorough, it was too late for all kinds of information to piece together what happened last night, so now Giovanni can only wait blindly and anxiously for Morpheus.
He didn’t even dare to tell what happened to Bishop Stewart and a general, because that would be tantamount to finding his own way!
In this game, Morpheus has completely grasped the initiative with his early efforts and layout, but the "Jihad" has fallen into the traps he has laid one after another.
Giovanni doesn’t know that he is jumping into the pit dug by Morpheus, but at this time, he really has to jump without jumping. The army has begun to attack the city, and it is too late to retreat-if at this time suddenly change the military order to withdraw the entire army, once Murenthal attacked all the troops to chase down, then the Holy See army will definitely suffer heavy losses here.
Giovanni cannot bear such consequences.
Giovanni is like a crazy gambler. As a pope and a **** spokesperson, he has fallen into an extreme state at this time. His eyes are fixed on the far wall, and he can’t wait to personally To attack the city.
Anxious emotions occupied his brain, and the news of the defeat of the three army groups still lingered in his mind, leaving the pope with cold hands and feet and cold sweat-but as time passed slowly, he was also slow Calm down slowly.
To get rid of this fear, the best way in Giovanni’s mind is to focus on the battle in front of him-he carefully observes the movements on the front line, but then finds that something is wrong...
"Maxim didn't mention the dragon..."
Giovanni remembered that Bishop Stewart mentioned that Byzantine had dragons to help, so it was difficult to overcome, but at this time he did not find any dragons here. No one mentioned the battle last night, so I felt the situation in my heart. It's not as simple as imagined.
Pale Giovanni stood up and tried to calm down his breath. He then cast a "Holy Light" and summoned a military map in the bright light.
As a former Pope's assistant, he has also been exposed to some military strategy books since childhood, but this is limited to theory. Now that the map is understandable is understandable, but to say what to command personally, Giovanni is somewhat helpless. Thinking about it for a moment, he called Bishop Stewart and the generals responsible for frontline offensive matters, inquired about some things, got a general understanding of the current fighting situation, and felt a little stable...
Because from what I have learned, it is difficult for my main force to face any crisis.
Two hundred thousand jihadists, camp camps spread out for more than a few kilometers. The various legion arrays are well organized, and trenches dug and erecting refusal horses dug to prevent the enemy from sneaking out of the city are readily available. At this time, in addition to the 40,000 people who are attacking the city, there are also 40,000 reserves ready for combat, and 60,000 people are equipped with armor at the rear to protect the wings and rear wings. The remaining engineers were strictly protecting the logistics supply line. Hundreds of scouts sent to the surroundings constantly searched for possible enemies in the vicinity, and the entire barracks was stable and abnormal.
According to Bishop Stewart, not to mention the soldiers in Mullental, even if Byzantine can move in even 100,000 troops at this time, they are not afraid to fight a decisive battle on the plains at this time.
As for the threat of the mage group, this army equipped with more than 700 magicians is not powerful, but if enough enchantment is organized, the defense against the mage group is certainly not a problem.
And just after Giovanni put down the map, the 120 "Pope Guards" who came from the Vatican restored Giovanni's confidence a little bit more...
"The Pope's Guard", it sounds like the rank of "Demigod". Many people have heard of it but never seen it. They are dressed in ancient clothes one by one, half of them in robe and half in armor, like old antiques coming out of the grave. But few people know that these powerful men who are really hidden inside the Holy See are actually not weaker than the three giants of the heresy, and even many "old things" are far stronger than them.
But these guys, who are generally over one hundred years old, are actually not just human beings, but like the "experiments" of "Medusa" Mrs. Prague, they have undergone some "remodeling". The existence time is even longer than some blood races-in other words, they have lost the most basic human feelings and become a machine-like existence.
They are only loyal to the "Pope" and only "ignore" or "hostile" to others. It has been more than two hundred years since the “pope’s guard” appeared in the world at this moment, which means that the Vatican has given up its final capital and made a life-and-death gesture.
For the powerful armed force of "The Pope's Guard", Giovanni firmly believes that this is a powerful and hidden armed force, but he does not know that for these ancient secrets and forces, some people Actually, he is much clearer than him...
For example, the one who once played against them...William?? Kleinman.
But the young Giovanni didn't think of anything more at this time. He looked at the pope guards who were standing beside him, only to feel his heart settled. Looking at the soldiers who had successfully climbed up the wall in the distance, he slowly relieved his breath and said to himself: "This time... what else can you do?"
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Morpheus really can't do much, because he is closing his eyes and meditating on the walls of Lampard.
The treated basin in the distance seems to have returned to normal, and even looking at it from this angle, there is no difference between this basin and other grounds-of course, if you look at the walls of the city Those magic cannons will find that the power of these powerful weapons is concentrated there.
"I really don’t need me to go? I know what you are worried about...but—ah..."
The Dark Queen stood beside Morpheus, with some helplessness and exclamation in her tone, but more concerned... She knew what Morpheus was going to do next, and she knew what kind of enemy he was facing.
As a dark queen who once had a **** hatred with the Holy See, she doesn’t want to give up the opportunity to blow the enemy into the abyss. It's just that Morpheus suddenly made a request not to let her go to the front line, which made Ashkandi really depressed...Of course, it was only "depressed". If she changed someone else, she might have unloaded the other party for a long time.
"I know that this is unreasonable for Yu Yuli, but this may be my only request." Morpheus opened his eyes, turned his head to look at Ashcandy's red eyes, and then slightly stunned...
He thought he would watch the violence and hatred in those red eyes, but in the end he found that Ashcandi was far calmer than she had imagined, not suppressing his emotions, but real peace— —She lowered her eyes and sighed: “Your plan told me without reservation. I naturally understand the final outcome of the Holy See. Remember what I said after I came out of the heretical ruling? Now my life goals are almost It’s all realized by you, and now I want to keep me hatred against them, I am afraid it is also a difficult thing."
Morpheus was silent to answer... Ashcandi’s words reminded him of the scene when he demolished the eighteenth-floor underground prison cage of the heresy, which caused the dark queen to tease her that “the wish of life has been Morpheus has completed one-third", at this time the old things are re-mentioned, naturally with some emotion.
But Morpheus understands that if Ashkandi is missing in this decisive battle, I am afraid it will be a regret for her life.
"Then... come with me, just stay on the wall of Mullental, don't go anywhere else. Is it okay?"
Morpheus withdrew~IndoMTL.com~For this most important woman in his heart, Morpheus couldn't make any effort to ask for anything.
Ashkandi nodded, stretched his hand boldly and naturally, and gently pulled the palm of Morpheus. The light breeze of Lampard blew through, and it seemed that there was no peace in the territory affected by the war. It's just that when Morpheus turned around and looked at the murderous army in the city, the calm mood was slightly involuntary.
The Morpheus confrontation with the Holy See doesn’t matter much. He understands that this time the real opponent is not the apparent "Jihad"...but the hidden purgatory forces, if he cannot end the influence of purgatory on the human plane, This time it was the Holy See colluding with purgatory and attacking the whole continent, next time? Perhaps it was Byzantine, Caslandi, and even Lampard that were swindled by purgatory...
The enemy of the plane, this concept may only be understood by Ashcandi. Looking at the woman next to him who had already buried her memory, Morpheus clenched her palms slightly, and then issued an order for a full-scale war to the entire Lampard army...
The sky was completely dark, but the flashing teleportation array of Lampardne made the sky here bright again and again.