"No hurry, let me take a look first. ”

The white dress of the demon witch has long been stained with blood and is more conspicuous than red roses, the blood skirt is fluttering, it has a charm, a smile and a smile, all have the charm of tempting all beings, charming and compelling, smiling slightly, standing proudly on the [Throne of Troubled Times], hidden in the void, and began to carefully observe the battle situation below.

The witch who was thinking seriously became serious, faintly revealing a rare holy aura, the colorful terrifying light on the battlefield was refracted on her face, Sun Fei looked at it from the side, the beautiful contours of her face were like a beautiful statue of a goddess, suffocating.

After a few minutes, a smug smile appeared on Paris's delicate face.

This means that she has made a decision in a short period of time.

"The empire is in a state of suppression, it seems that the morale is already very low, and if the ordinary soldiers are not allowed to see the hope of victory, we will definitely lose this war. The witch said in a very affirmative tone: " Whether it is in the quantity of military strength or the quality of masters, the empire is far inferior to the coalition army, has been in a state of suppression, this war from the beginning we were pressed by the coalition forces at the door of the house, persist until now, the soldiers' hearts of faith and anger are about to wear out, so at this moment, is a very dangerous key point, the empire needs to achieve a hearty local victory, in order to re-arouse the soldiers' belief in victory, will have begun to gradually tilt the victory scale back again. ”

After listening to the witch, Sun Fei had to admit that this woman was very powerful, and he could see the problem at a glance.

The witch stroked the tips of her hair and pulled it behind the earlobes that were as delicate as white jade carvings, and then continued: "Although I look down on the great prince, but this person's talent in military affairs is indeed undoubted, if I guessed correctly, at this time, with his ingenuity, he must have seen this a long time ago, and under the siege of the coalition army, the partial victory he wants to go, the disparity in the strength of the force determines that ordinary legion warfare cannot achieve this purpose, and can only make a fuss in the master battle." ”

At this time, the witch Paris was radiant and radiant, showing the demeanor of the two female giants in the imperial capital in the past, no wonder she could compete with the eldest princess of [Female Wensheng] for more than ten years, and became the leading figure in the power of the second prince Domingos.

"At this time, if a superb imperial master can be born out of thin air, and kill a group of masters in the coalition army by thunderous means, it will definitely be able to boost the morale of the empire in one fell swoop, and temporarily pull back the already tilted balance of victory and defeat, but unfortunately in the current empire, His Majesty Emperor Yaxin has ...... Even if the eldest prince has the wisdom to reach the sky, there is no such master under his command who is enough to deter one side of invincibility, so even if he sees the problem, it is difficult for a woman to cook without rice, and he can't send anyone. ”

When Paris said this, in a pair of watery and talking eyes, Ying Ying showed a sly smile full of amorous feelings, looking at Sun Fei.

"I see what you mean. Sun Fei squeezed his fist very savagely, pretending to be fierce and revealing a hideous face, and said: "Don't you just want me to kill here?"

When the witch heard this, she covered her mouth at Sun Fei and smiled very charmingly: "[One Punch to the Sky] King Chambord, hehe, today is the best opportunity for you to punch the sky, after today, the entire continent will fly your prestige, and the bards will transmit your deeds......"

"Gotta stop first, why are you talking like I'm going to hang up. Sun Fei hurriedly interrupted.

"Hee-hee, I'm doing pre-war mobilization. The witch said with a grin, but her eyes shifted to the battlefield again, and after looking at it for a while, she seemed to be inadvertent, but in fact asked very seriously: "Hey, little man, how about your means of escaping? If the limelight is too big and leads to the pursuit of the super masters in the coalition array, can you escape back? You must know that in the Dortmund formation, it is very likely that there is also a strong person of the Great Sun level Venerable. ”

Sun Fei sensed it around and said with a smile: "Haha, don't worry, no one here can keep me yet." ”

"Worry, who worries about you barbarian, huh!" the witch muttered in a voice that only he could hear, and then said loudly, "That's good, don't make a move yet, wait a minute, and when it's critical, you will strike again, and it will have an effect." ”

After speaking, let Sun Fei take her to carefully observe the four sides of the St. Petersburg city wall for a while, and Paris finally chose to stay in the direction of the main gate of the imperial capital.

Looking down from the sky, the direction of the main gate of the imperial capital was indeed 'special care' by the enemy.

Among the coalition forces, it was the Lyon Empire, the overlord within a radius of a million miles, that was responsible for attacking here, and a steady stream of Lyon soldiers rushed to the main gate of St. Petersburg like a desperate flood, one by one fearless of death, with a terrifying and hideous smile on their faces.

"Rush, the Zenit people are about to be unable to hold on, haha, kill all the damned Zenits!"

"Rush into the imperial capital, kill all the men inside, let their women wail under our crotch, and rob them of their treasures!"

"The Legion Commander has an order, whoever is the first to storm St. Petersburg, the bounty is 100,000 coins, the army will be sacked for three days, and the women and treasures in the palace will be robbed at will!"

One after another, shouts and shouts rose to the sky.

The soldiers of Leon fell into madness, red eyes stimulated by treasure and women, if they could break through the imperial capital of the Zenits, they could be richly rewarded, the endless killing had turned them into beasts driven by animal instincts, if such a group of rebels rushed into the imperial capital, one can imagine what kind of destruction and humiliation this magnificent giant city would suffer.

Sun Fei had a keen eye and was surprised to find that the person sitting at the main gate of the imperial capital was none other than the emperor's military god and the eldest prince Arshavin.

Dressed in the black and red armor of the iron-blooded battalion, Arshavin, full of evil spirits, majestic, sat firmly under the enemy tower at the main gate, his face was solemn, no joy or sorrow, very calm.

Next to the god of war, standing neatly and neatly with all the stars and moons are the masters of his personal guard camp [Iron Blood Battalion].

The atmosphere under the enemy tower was solemn, Arshavin commanded moderately, more than 20 heralds hurriedly shuttled on the city wall like marquees, and the orders of the general god were conveyed one after another, and the flaws leaking out of the city defense and the sections of the wall that encountered danger quickly became stable under Arshavin's keen control.

The momentum and wisdom of a generation of military gods are indeed extraordinary.

Inspired by Arshavin, the Zenit soldiers burst out with 200% combat strength, as strong as a rock, and forged a great wall of steel with their own flesh and blood, blocking the Lyonnais who were surging like a tide under the city.

Inside the protective shield under the city walls, Zenit and Leon's masters fought together, repeatedly seesawing.

Among the frenzied crowds, a handsome young knight in golden armor stood out.

He pointed to a golden dragon spear, a golden sharp gold fighting air gun invincible, the spear pointed to, there was no enemy, Lyon masters fell behind him like cutting wheat, under his command, more than a dozen Zenit fighting spirit masters followed closely behind, like a steel knife, killed thirty or forty Lyon masters in a row, and destroyed more than twenty Lyon siege equipment.

It is none other than the tenth-ranked young master among the ten ruling knights of the Imperial Knight Palace, Chris Sutton, the Golden Knight of the Sun.

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