"That's something we've talked about before. ”

Fipert Bob looked at Tra Rensco and smiled, "You should have said something different. ”

Marshal Terra was not distracted by Fipert's interruption, and he continued the topic with a stern and old-fashioned expression peculiar to a soldier, "Since the army of the Kingdom of Kruria and the Mage Tower will ensure the safety of Iruk City, why don't we play something big, such as... An undead legion that took the initiative to attack the western territories. ”

"Isn't it because several forces are holding each other back in a relatively quiet situation in Elok City? As a gamer, we have been afraid of breaking the balance before, but if we think about it carefully, why should we be afraid of breaking the balance?" The madness on Tra Rensko's old-fashioned face flashed, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart and said:

"It shouldn't be us who are afraid that the balance will be upset, because we have lost nothing, and now, it's time to give Pedy Reagan and the old fellows of the Mage Tower a taste of what it's like to be scared all day!" Tra Rensco said and stood up abruptly, leaning over her desk with her hands on her desk and glaring at Corway Rambo, "If we choose to storm the main force of the undead legion west of the city, the elves will definitely bring the news to the Suker Plains, will the Suke Plains coalition forces outside Tyr give up such a rare opportunity?"

"The plan is good, but first we have to have a strong force attacking the Undead Legion!" Cove-Rambo said, "We're almost all recruits..."

"Didn't you just plan to turn these recruits into veterans who can fight well, so soon to forget?" Fipott-Bob smiled and lit a cigar, looking down at the burning tobacco on the cigar head, "You two have plans that can complement each other, I think it's pretty good, so... I agree. ”

"This is not the content of today's meeting, what Marshal Tra said, and it is not a trivial matter that can be resolved in a document..."Cove-Rambo will not bury the political resources in his hands in vain, he stared at Tra Rensco coldly, "If you want to do this, first draft a detailed battle plan and give it to me, and then discuss and vote through the Congress." ”

"It will take at least half a month. Terry Rensco knew that his proposal would be rejected by Corway Rambo, but he didn't expect to be rejected so simply.

Cove-Rambo said nonchalantly: "The balance of El Luk City will not be broken anytime soon, we have a lot of time to do this... And I don't think there's anything to praise about your plan other than to send our soldiers to their deaths in vain to strengthen the undead legion. ”

"I've been dealing with those corpses almost every day for the past month, and I know better than you how to deal with them... The elves have provided us with a set of magical runes. The muscles on Tra Rensko's face tensed, and he looked at the first Coway-Rambo and said solemnly: "This set of runes will make the soldiers' blood boil and burn quickly after their hearts stop beating!"

"You're crazy! you're blaspheming the souls of our soldiers!" Cove-Rambo stood up, "I said you weren't allowed to use this set of rune magic on our soldiers. ”

"My lord!" Tra Wheelster roared, "this is a war between the living and the dead, a war for survival, a war unlike anything you've ever experienced, why do you always look at this war as a nobleman?"

"What identity do you use to view this war? Savior? Do you think you are the protagonist? Think you can put an end to this turmoil?" Cove Rambo slammed his fist on the conference table, "Wake up! What we need to do now is to stabilize the situation in El Luk City and wait for someone who can really put an end to this turmoil." ”

"My lord!" Tra Rensco was a little excited, "Lord Earl, this is our hometown, the land where our ancestors lived for generations, do you really give up this land without even drawing your sword? What do you think of us? What do you think of the soldiers who are fighting on the front line? Do you have a bargaining chip with Pedi Reagan?"

The anger in Cove-Rambo's eyes was unmistakable when he heard these words, and he yelled, "Do you think I want to do this? Why do I grovel to Pedy Reagan? For whom? Not for this city! For the Elooks to continue to thrive in this land in the future!"

"None of us are the protagonists... In the next ten or twenty years, the entire continent will be locked in a war with the undead legions, and the battle for the entire continent will be almost negligible. Tra Rensko stretched out the muscles of his arms and said in an even more agitated tone, "Why can't we have a decisive battle with the Undead Legion according to our own ideas?"

"Because we have more important things to do than fight this showdown. Cove-Rambo took a deep breath, "You should stand a little higher and look around, you are our marshal, a commander trusted by the soldiers, you have to stand taller." ”

"But, my lord..."

Cove-Rambo waved his hand and said, "That's all for today's meeting, if you insist on your opinion, submit your report according to the normal process." ”

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Since the day when the Undead Legion wreaked havoc in the territory of the Duchy of Suluk, the night in Iruk City has become quieter and quieter every day.

Now, at night, the city seems to be dead, with only regular patrols left except for the lights that flicker around the walls.

Fipott-Bob was standing alone on the rooftop of his private villa at the moment, looking out at the quiet city at night.

The training of the recruits to the east of the city continued, and the slogans shouted by the soldiers reached Fippott-Bob's ears through the cool breeze of the summer night, giving him a wry smile on his face.

This afternoon's meeting gave him a thorough understanding of what it means to be dying.

As soon as he thought that the city would soon fall into the hands of outsiders, the anger of grievance spread deep in his heart, and soon his whole body was infected.

"Damn the undead legion, damn it! Damn it!"

Fipott-Bob vented and smashed everything on the rooftop, and with the sound of "crackling" items shattering, a set of tea sets on the table was shattered, and the chairs and tables were also overturned to the ground.

"Why?"

"Why am I failing?" Fipott-Bob clutched the wooden railing on the rooftop with both hands, staring down at the shattered pieces of porcelain on the ground.

"This time, it's a fiasco!"

"Everything my father has worked hard for 30 years is gone..."

"No... You haven't lost everything yet... You can also pray to death...", a dreamlike whisper rang in Fippott-Bob's ears.

"Yes!" Fipott-Bob's bloodshot eyes opened, and then instinctively looked left and right.

"You can't see me unless you give..."

"Although I have failed, it does not mean that I will compromise with death!" Fipert-Bob let out a low growl, with determination and decisiveness in his words.

"It's... Regretful. ”

"Someone!" Fipott-Bob shouted downstairs.

Shortly after the sound of "slapping feet" sounded in the stairway outside the rooftop, two fully armed paladins appeared beside Fipert Bob.

Fipott-Bob looked at his guards with some displeasure, "The mage I paid for didn't let them sleep, the evil energy has now infiltrated this villa, and they are up to work. ”

"I'm very sorry, sir. ”

"The last thing I like is someone else's apology because it means someone messed up something. With that, Fiportt-Bob walked into the villa and ordered, "Let Ms. Minnie Mouse Vatu from MI2 come to my study." ”

Half an hour later,

Fipert Bob got his wish to meet Minnie Mouse Vatu in his private villa study.

The intelligence chief of the Principality of Suluk has obviously been busy lately, and his messy hair and blackened smoke rings and smelly body speak for themselves.

"You haven't showered in days, and the smell of your body is worse than the smell of rotting corpses in the city!" said Fipott-Bob, though his words were disgusting, but he still invited the other party to sit down on the beautiful sofa in the study, and lit a cigar for the other party himself.

"I can take a shower at your place when I leave. Minnie Wattle took two puffs of the cigar after Fipo Bob accepted it, and when her face was too ordinary to show a pleasant expression, she added, "And this cigar, I have to take two boxes with me." ”

"From now on, all the cigars in my drawer are yours. Fipott-Bob happily agreed.

"It's never good when you're generous, and the last time I crossed the Esbourg Mountains nearly killed me. Minnie Wattle shrugged, "What's going on this time?"

"It's nothing, I just want to ask about the surveillance of the administrative office building and the military department?

"Isn't it very clear in the secret reports that are given to you every day? What are you worried about? Are you worried that they will suddenly become corpses, or will they suddenly defect?"

After a half-mutter, Fipott-Bob asked, "What is the recent use of MIA by Corway Rambo and Tra Renscoe to investigate?"

"Of course, the most Cove-Rambo is investigating the internal situation of the Kingdom of Kruria, and the information I gave is clearly written... As for Tra Rensko, he's not bad, hell-bent on defeating the undead legion, but... I don't think we have a good chance of winning. ”

"Don't even you think our odds are stacked?" Fippott-Bob sighed.

"Don't you think so, too? Otherwise, how could you send your secret envoy to contact Cowlir of the Kingdom of Clearria, who is a close vassal of Pedy Reagan. Minnie Vatu said disapprehantly, "I've long said that the Iruk Territory is not a good place, it is surrounded by enemies on all sides, and it is defenseless. ”

"But we had no other choice, and if we didn't take the only chance, we would have perished." ”

"yes, the only option. Minnie Vatu smiled self-deprecatingly.

"This afternoon, Tra Rensco came up with a plan..."Fippert-Bob walked over to his desk in his study as he spoke, picking up a piece of white paper with text written on it, "This is the minutes of the meeting I recall... Look. ”

Minnie Wattle took the white paper full of words with both hands as she bit her cigar and leaned back on the sofa while smoking a cigar while reading the contents of the paper carefully.

She was very composed, and did not just look at it and express her opinion.

Five or six minutes later,

Minnie Vatu confirmed that he could read the contents of the white paper before he spoke: "Marshal Terra's plan looks pretty good, but... What he didn't know was that the battle of the Heron Territory was long over. ”

Fippert-Bob waved his hand, "Sooner or later, he'll know that we won't be able to hide them for long, and judging from the deployment of the Crurian army, Pedy Reagan has no intention of continuing to hide their battle in Herion... Soon, Pedy Reagan will be taking action against Eloke. ”

"It's inevitable, isn't it?" Minnie Wattle shrugged, "Didn't they all find a way out?"

"A way out? maybe. Fipert Bob walked to the wine rack, opened a glass and picked up the red wine and gestured to Minnie Mouse Vatuu, when the other shook his head in refusal, Fipodt poured half a glass for himself, slowly tasted two sips and fell silent.

Minnie Mouse Vatu didn't urge, she stretched out her arms and leaned comfortably back on the big sofa, her head tilted back and her eyes squinted at the ceiling, and she gulped on her cigar.

Fipott-Bob picked up his glass and walked to the window, leaning against the window edge and sipping his wine.

The calm lasted for more than ten minutes, and when the wine in Fipott-Bob's glass bottomed out, he turned to look at Minnie Mouse Vatu, who was sleeping in the room, and said, "I was thinking... Can we find a way to get Pedy Reagan to meddle in the affairs of the Elluk Territory in such a hurry?"

"Pedy Reagan is not the kind of person who will change his mind. Minnie Wattle thought earnestly, "Unless... There is something important that contradicts the sending of troops to the Elok Leader, or there is a greater benefit in front of him, that may make him change his established plan. ”

Fippert Bob quickly approached the couch where Minnie Wattle was, and said in a low voice: "Find a way to put Marshal Terra's plan on Pedy Reagan's desk, I believe that as soon as Pedy Reagan sees this plan, he will definitely abandon his established plan to march." ”

"Well... If the authorities of the Kingdom of Kruria knew of Marshal Terra's plan, they would definitely delay the plan to send troops and wait for us to really break the balance with the undead army. Minnie Wattle looked at Fippert Bob with sparkling eyes, "Are you fantasizing that we'll be able to win in the end, or... Or do you want to use the hands of the undead army to weaken the power of Cove-Rambo and the others?"

"What do you think?"

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