Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 553: A big victory

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Godley fled. She threw down the 500,000 troops of the Holy Roman Empire and fled. As the warlord representing the Holy See, her behavior was dereliction of duty.

"Unfortunately, let her escape after all!" Ron sighed, and his heart was full of regrets. This time he was really not intentional, and no one thought that Goethe had actually had the Scroll of City Return.

"Now it's your turn!" Ron's gaze narrowed and his eyes were brilliant. He was like the commander-in-chief of the Ten Thousand Army, leading the Skeleton Power to start a counterattack.

"Those guys are here again!"

"Block it..."

"I can't stop it, let's run away..."

The saint fled, and the morale of the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire plummeted. They had no fighting spirit, and only one contact declared defeat.

"Let's chase! Kill these running dogs of the Holy Roman Empire!" Juliana would miss this opportunity, she directed the Ethiopian rebels to launch a crazy counterattack against the Holy Roman Empire army.

Wearing all kinds of costumes, the Ethiopian rebels and armed civilians like beggars rushed out of the hidden tunnels in the Undercity and were added to the chasing army.

The Necromancers of the Scourge Church gathered together and summoned a large number of undead creatures. Together with Ron's Skeleton Legion, they formed a mighty torrent of bones and swept towards the Holy See.

The army of the Holy Roman Empire began to collapse. They threw their helmets and armors, and ran away desperately, ignoring the orders of higher-ranking non-commissioned officers, first the forward, then the left and right wings, and finally the Chinese army.

The Chinese army is an army directly under the control of Mechinte. It is loyal to the marshal. As one of the elite army of the Holy Roman Empire, they rose up to resist. Unfortunately, in front of this powerful torrent of bones, no amount of resistance is futile. .

"Stop, stop for me! You have lost the face of the Holy Roman Empire!"

Mechinte was furious. He raised his long sword and slashed and killed several escaped soldiers, but it didn't work. There were too many people who escaped. In the face of absolute power, normal people are not happy. A heart of resistance.

"Master Marshal, run away!" At this time, one of Meqent's personal guards caught him and said with a cry, "We are defeated, and it will be too late if we don't run!"

"Lost? I'm not defeated. Who said I was defeated!" Faced with the predicament of defeat, Megent became confused. His face was filled with madness. He glared at the soldier and roared, "You scratch The chaos of the army, the crime deserves death, come, drag him out and kill!"

Meqente's guards looked at each other, none of them acted. In this chaos, the orders no longer worked.

"What, are you blatantly disobeying and want to go to a military court?" Meqent cried out in anger, "I'll say it again, immediately drag this guy out and kill it, immediately, now..."

The guards still didn't do anything.

The personal guard who is about to be killed by Mechin gritted his teeth, "Master Marshal is crazy, come here, take Master Marshal away!"

As soon as the voice of the guard fell, a few soldiers came up, set up Megent and left.

"Let go of me, I'm not crazy! I am the Generalissimo of the Holy Roman Empire's Southern Expeditions, you have no right to move me!" Meqent struggled and was forcibly taken away.

"Kill...Kill...Kill..."

In a great battle, corpses were killed everywhere, and the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire who had no fight, were even killed by armed civilians in Ethiopia.

Ron’s body fell to the ground. At this time, Juliana and others had already greeted her. She bowed down, "Thank you, Lord Master of the Natural Disaster Church and all the Necromancers, for helping us win this war. The existence of the Ethiopian royal family depends on your support!"

"Don't be it, it's just mutual support!" Ron smiled slightly and waved his hand.

Julianna felt that she accepted Ron’s slightly harsh conditions, and seemed very wise. Without Ron, there would be no way to talk about the restoration of Ethiopia, and it might even be destroyed today.

And now, Juliana sees hope, the hope of restoration.

"Master Young Master, now the Undercity is safe. I don't know what your next plan is for Master Young Master?" Juliana asked. Her words were unprecedentedly polite, which represented the resistance of the Ethiopian Resistance Army. Attitude, like everyone else, after seeing Ron's unstoppable strength, she was truly convinced at this time.

"Hehe, I've never been good at war!" Ron smiled slightly, "Julianna, leave these things to you!"

"Okay, Master Young Master, then I will boldly issue orders!" Juliana nodded, and she waved her hand to the messenger and issued a series of orders.

"Let the order go on and order the Ethiopian Cavalry Regiment to attack with all strength! Annihilate the enemy as much as possible!"

"The order goes on and informs the hidden forces in major cities in Ethiopia to revolt in that city as soon as possible to drive out the armed forces imposed by the Holy Roman Empire on Ethiopia!"

"Let the order go on, let the armed civilians in the Undercity retreat for repairs, at the same time repair the Undercity as soon as possible, and count the spoils..."

Julianna issued orders one by one. She has a clear mind and active thinking. She is good at drawing up detailed plans and can execute them well.

In a short while, the Ethiopian Cavalry Regiment, which received the order, rushed out under the leadership of Laurent, to chase the defeated Holy Roman Empire army.

After finishing all this, Juliana returned to Ron again and said with a smile, "Master Young Master, thank you for your generous and unselfish help. After this battle, thanks to Master Young Master your great The prestige will surely shock the entire continent. I think even the Holy Roman Empire would not dare to invade easily..."

Juliana rubbed her hands in excitement, "Under your protection, Master Young Master, you will be able to give full confidence in the uprising forces in various cities in Ethiopia. I will gather them together to eliminate the power of the Holy Roman Empire. Go out, at that time, you will see a brand-new Ethiopian kingdom rising...Well, Catherine, can't you thank the young master soon?"

Juliana glanced at Ron and knew that Ron was still a little apart from her, she rolled her eyes and dragged her sister to the stage.

Catherine was standing next to her sister at the moment. She was named by her sister, and she had no choice but to say, "Master Young Master, thank you for your selfless help..."

"Haha!" Ron smiled slightly, turned his back to them, gently played with the soul ring in his fingers, smiled and said, "The cooperation between our natural disaster church and the Ethiopian rebels is to get what we need. , There is nothing to thank, I just did what I should do!"

Speaking of here, Ron paused, he turned his head, glanced at Juliana, and laughed, "Actually, I don't want to see the existence of an Ethiopian kingdom..."

"What?"

Julianna and Catherine were shocked when they heard it. The two sisters looked at each other together, their eyes full of fear. What does Ron mean? Is it... Is he going to regret it?

If this is the case, Ron has the strength of the sanctuary, and he can subvert the entire Ethiopia in an instant. Under the prestige of the sanctuary, no one is his opponent.

"Master Young Master, you, what do you mean..." After listening to Ron's words, Juliana's mind went blank, her face became more scared, and she who is usually fluent in her tongue, now even speaks It's unfavorable.

"Hehe!" Seeing that they were scared enough, Ron laughed. He turned around and looked at them playfully, "I mean... Compared to the Kingdom of Ethiopia, I am more I want to see a strong Ethiopian empire standing south of the Noah continent..."

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"Huh...huh..."

Mechente panted heavily and ran in the middle of the tree. The branches cut his face and looked blood dripping. The heavy armor on his body was gone, and the luxurious robes were striped into stripes, embarrassed. Unbearable.

After being pursued for three days and three nights, he headed north and ran away lifelessly.

The army has run out of food for a long time. Even as the Marshal of the Empire’s Southern Expeditionary Army, he doesn’t have much food. Behind them, tens of thousands of Ethiopian rangers are constantly pursuing. His horse is dead and his guards are dead. He was left alone.

"Hurry up, don't let him run away!"

"That guy is gorgeously dressed, he must be an important figure in the Holy Roman Empire army, and he must be caught! Go back and return to life with Missy!"

"He should not run far, search carefully around, don't leave any dead ends!"

The yelling of the Ethiopian Rangers came in his ears, and Meqent was leaning against the river, half of his body immersed in the water, and he dared not move.

These days, after being chased by the Ethiopian rebels, Megent was exhausted, but he had a belief in his heart that as long as he returned to the Holy Roman Empire, everything would be saved. He did not even think about losing Charlie. The question of how your Majesty’s 500,000 army confessed.

The general of the cavalry regiment headed by it was Lauchlen, the rare division-level powerhouse in the Ethiopian rebels, and Miss Juliana’s right arm, was stopping on the horse, watching carefully around With.

"Report your lord, a blood stain was found ahead!" At this time, an Ethiopian rebel soldier came to report.

"Let's go, go and see!" Lauchlan rolled his eyes, and he didn't let go of any clues.

A sturdy tree trunk showed dazzling blood, and a cloth strip hung on the branch, drifting along. It was obvious that an injured person had stayed here just now.

Lauchlen touched the blood with his hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed, and shouted, "The blood is still hot, he just walked not far!"

"Go to the village now and bring a dog!" said an Ethiopian rebel soldier.

Soon, the dog was brought, and the dog sniffed slightly on the blood stains and suddenly barked toward the river.

"I was found!" Mechen was shocked. The location where he hid was excellent. Even if the Ethiopian rebel soldiers came to the front, it would be difficult to find out, but it was a thousand dollars, but he didn't want to be destroyed by a dog. .

"Run away!" Meqent's body sprang up like an arrow, jumping high out of the water, and fleeing lifelessly.

"It's him, don't let him go!"

"Quickly chase!" Lauchlan said, pointing in the direction where Megent was escaping.

The cavalry chased out like the wind, and soon they took down the tired, hungry, weak and feeble Megent.

Lauchlen walked up to Meqint, took out a painting with a "whh--", looked at his face carefully, and laughed.

"Sure enough, you are the Marshal of the Holy Roman Empire's Southern Expeditionary Army Marshal Meiqinte, brothers, we caught a big fish..."

"Long live!"

The Ethiopian rebels raised their swords high and cheered.

"I protest, I protest!" Megent struggled to stand up, but was firmly pressed by several Ethiopian rebel soldiers, "I am a member of the Holy Roman Empire, and I want to enjoy the nobility Treatment..."

The so-called treatment of nobility means that after being captured, they can pay a certain amount of money in exchange for personal freedom, and at the same time, ensure that they are not abused during the process of being captured.

Lauchlen smiled slightly, "Dear Marshal, what kind of treatment you are entitled to, I don't count, I have to take you back, please make the decision..."

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