The huge stage of Ghent City does not have any particularly beautiful lighting and sound effects, but it is extremely real.

Tonight, starting from Ren Xiaosu's slaughter of the Rose Avenue, the monastery standing alone at the end of the Rose Avenue is like the beginning of everything, from where the blood begins to flow, and the good show starts from there.

Chen Jiu witnessed almost the entire course of this war tonight.

From the beginning, the situation was like a one-sided situation, and no one thought that Ren Xiaosu could win, and the Templar was still struggling with whether to save people at that time.

But in the blink of an eye, the wizard family turned out to be a vulnerable group on this stage.

This is probably something that everyone never expected, and now even the head of the Norman family has died tragically on the spot.

He witnessed Ren Xiaosu escape from the siege under the pursuit of tens of thousands of people, he witnessed the arrival of the palace lizard, and he also witnessed the other party open a mottled big iron door, and then everything began to change a little.

The lookout platform at Chen Jiu's feet slowly descended, and he felt that he had no need to continue looking.

"Father, where are you going?" Chen An'an looked at the back of Chen Jiu leaving the battlefield and asked, "Why don't you go and save people?

Chen An'an: They couldn't see the battle situation, although there was the sound of gunfire, but they couldn't tell what was going on.

They didn't know that the Sixth Field Division had arrived on the battlefield, so in their imagination, Ren Xiaosu was very likely to have been submerged by the sea of people at this time.

However, things were completely different from what they imagined, Chen Jiu turned to them and said, "The other party doesn't need us to save them, I'll go back to the ground now and see if I can seize the last chance." You guys are waiting for me here, and I'll be back soon. ”

More than twenty Templars looked at each other, and no one knew what this last chance meant.

Chen Jiu returned to the underworld, and he walked through the long, dimly lit corridor, all the way to the depths of the earth.

The road became darker and darker, so dark that Chen Jiu could barely see the graffiti patterns on the walls, but his heart grew brighter and brighter.

It's like they've spent hundreds of years walking through a dark tunnel, and now there's finally a glimmer of light ahead.

That light is the exit, and this tunnel is finally coming to an end.

If there was a better choice, the Templar would never take everyone to hide in the obscure underworld.

The underworld looks interesting, but who knows the pain of being without light for a long time?

Without sunlight, the body is deficient in calcium.

Therefore, there are several places in the underground world called light wells, and everyone has to go to bask in the sun every once in a while to ensure the normal growth of their bodies.

However, the light wells in the underground world are extremely limited, so not everyone has the opportunity to bask in the sun, so there are many underground people suffering from rickets in the underground.

Chen Jiu remembers very well that when he took four-year-old Xiao An'an and Chen Cheng to Guangjing, Xiao An'an blocked the sunlight with his immature little hands, and only dared to let the sunlight shine on his face through the gaps, happy and timid.

Underworlders like to use minerals to graffiti, and among the mineral abrasive paints that can be used for graffiti, the Underworlders prefer orange-red, which is said to be the color of the sun reflected in the depths of the pupil after passing through the eyelids and capillaries.

This is everyone's desire for sunshine.

The Templar is the leader of the Underworld, and the Chan family has always been the leader of the Templar.

Chen Jiu has been told since he was sensible that if he has the opportunity, he must return to the surface with the underground people.

But this kind of thing ...... It's easy to be an ideal, but it's hard to realize.

This dim underworld is like sinking into the never-ending night.

When he first received Zhang Haoyun's news that Ren He's descendants might appear, Chen Jiu was excited and nervous in his heart.

He was excited because his ancestors always said that the descendants of knights would definitely come here to take over the authority of the Templar and lead everyone out of the darkness.

This is how the leaders of the Church have comforted themselves all these years.

And Chen Jiu was nervous because he learned that Ren Xiaosu came alone, alone...... How to upend the entire wizarding kingdom?

Will the sudden arrival of such a person lead the already fragile Templar organization into the abyss?

Is the other person qualified to take over the authority of the Church?

But tonight, Chen Jiu understood that the other party didn't seem to have any interest in the temple when he came here.

Chen Jiu watched Ren Xiaosu take away the black true eye that symbolized power from the Norman family master, and at that moment, it seemed that the power of the wizard's old nobles was about to disappear.

Ren Xiaosu was surrounded by his friends and comrades-in-arms who followed him from birth to death, and behind him was the entire 178 Fortress Northwest Army.

That young man had come to King's Landing in the wizarding realm.

At this time, Chen Jiu finally came to the deepest part of the earth, which was a huge underground cavern like a palace, and countless torches were burning in the cave, and a black underground river flowed through the cavern.

Countless underground people huddled here, and everyone hid here after receiving the news of the war on the surface, for fear of being affected.

When Chen Jiu appeared, everyone's eyes were silently on him, with expectations, fears, uneasiness, and anger against fate hidden in their hearts.

Chen Jiu said calmly: "Stand up." ”

The people in the underground looked at each other, and the chatter and discussion were endless, but the noise quickly subsided.

After the first person stood up, the second and third ...... The 10,000th stood up and looked at the Templar leader in front of them.

Among them were old men, women with babies in their arms, and many young men with hoes in their hands.

Chen Jiu said: "For more than 100 years, I have been dormant underground for more than 100 years. ”

"Every year I am asked when I will be back on the surface, and I'm sure my father, my grandfather, will face the same problem. ”

"But every time someone asked, we were silent, because we didn't have an answer ourselves. ”

"We are born of darkness and our hearts are oriented to light. ”

"But the world never seems to be fair to us, and the light has never existed only in the well of light. ”

"When I take Chen An'an to Guangjing, I try my best to lift her higher, as if this will bring her closer to the light. ”

"I'm ashamed of that, I'm ashamed of my silence every time I've been confronted with your questions. ”

The underground man's breathing began to be heavy, and the young man's palm holding the hoe gradually tightened.

Chen Jiu's gaze swept over everyone's faces: "But if you ask me today when I can return to the surface, I will tell you, it's now." ”

He summoned a Guardian with tattoos on his face and asked him to fetch a pot of vermilion paint.

Chen Jiu dipped the thumb of his right hand in the paint, and then wiped it on his eyebrows: "If you still have the courage in your heart, follow me, those who have weapons will take weapons, those without weapons will take hoes, and those without hoes will take stones, I will take you home and take you to meet the new leader." ”

The torches in the ground illuminated everyone's faces, and the people in the underground followed behind Chen Jiu one by one, smearing the vermilion on their eyebrows, and then converging into a torrent.

......

The Norman manor is quiet, the mistress of the manor sits dignified in the hall of the mansion of thousands of square meters, and around her are the young people of the entire Norman family.

These young men are not yet qualified to go to war, and the reason why the mistress sits on the manor is to restrain them during this special time period.

The hostess is over 70 years old, but her skin is maintained like a lady in her forties, with dignified and elegant jewelry and a graceful bearing.

Before the war began, the Norman Knights of Light had already sent a force to garrison the manor.

At this time, the Norman manor was so well guarded that not even a fly could fly in.

In the hall, the young people did not seem to be nervous when the war came, but most of them looked cynical, and no one thought that the war could shake the foundations of the Norman family.

The Normans and Tudors had ruled the wizarding kingdom for nearly two hundred years, and during this time there were other families who tried to challenge their majesty, but all failed.

These young men were told from an early age that no one would ever be able to defeat the Normans.

In the hall late at night, there was even a steady stream of servants bringing food, freshly roasted beef and venison served on silver plates, and scarlet wine swaying in crystal glasses.

The use of silver utensils is because the people of the wizarding kingdom still believe that silver can detect all poisons, so that they can test whether someone has poisoned their food.

If it weren't for this reason, I'm afraid the Normans would have exchanged all the cutlery for gold.

No one came back with the news of the battle, and everyone thought that tonight was like the day Donnelly died, a one-sided massacre of the Normans against the enemy.

In the mansion's three kitchens, there were hundreds of chefs busy with this makeshift dinner alone.

The servants carry the food away like flowing water, and the chef immediately makes a new dish.

A chef put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said to the assistant next to him, "Go to the cold storage and get the beef tongue." ”

The black-haired, black-eyed assistant nodded in agreement and headed for the cold storage.

Instead of an electric-powered refrigeration system, the cold storage in the wizarding realm is filled with ice from the cellar by servants every day and stacked in the freezer.

The assistant entered the cold storage alone and did not go to get the tongue, but went straight to the place where the wine was stored and opened a wooden box pressed at the bottom.

It was very difficult to secretly transport things to the Norman manor, and today when the war began, the Northwest intelligence staff found an opportunity to deliver the ice and wine from the ice cellar when the manor was changing.

If it weren't for this war, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been able to find such a good opportunity in another two years.

This is the secret plan of P5092 to explain the Great Fool, and P5092 says that it is one thing to fight head-on, and another thing to attack from the flanks.

Make sure to take advantage of every opportunity before the real war is about to start: the opportunity that your opponent gives you when he makes a mistake.

The more chaotic the eve is, the more likely the opponent is to make mistakes.

When the box was opened, it was not filled with wine, but with a delicate "all-nitrogen anion salt bomb".

Northwest intelligence operatives infiltrated the wizarding realm, bringing radios and guns from Middle-earth, while a handful of them carried the most comprehensive explosives in the world today.

Before the catastrophe, there were actually metal hydrogen bombs that were more powerful than all-nitrogen anion salt bombs, but the development of metallic hydrogen was too difficult and had disappeared from the history of the other side of the ocean.

As a new pride in the history of gunpowder in the East, the all-nitrogen anion salt bomb was found by the exploration team of Fortress 178.

Fortress 178 is located in the northwest, just near the blasting test base for the pre-cataclysmic all-nitrogen anion salt bomb.

The total nitrogen anionic salt decomposes at a temperature of up to 116.8 °C and has very good thermal stability.

But the most important thing is that it was once hailed as the "ultra-high-energy energetic material" that is closest to a nuclear bomb after metallic hydrogen.

Once, a piece of material the size of a grain of salt leaked during an experiment, and a laboratory was scrapped.

For example, five kilograms of TNT can only blow up a small bungalow, but this small delicate all-nitrogen anion salt bomb in front of you can destroy a Norman manor......

The kitchen assistant pressed the countdown button on the detonator and left the cold storage as if nothing had happened.

He didn't take the cow's tongue at all, but went straight into the filthy passage behind the kitchen where he used to pour swill, and left the passage without changing his face.

His expression was calm, as if the foul smell had no effect on him at all, and his will was extremely firm.

......

In the well behind the Rose Abbey, Mego sat nervously on a wooden chest in a small secret room: "Why have you never told me about your background?"

Xiao Xia said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, it's just that there are too many people involved in this matter, and I can't let them take risks for me." ”

"I don't blame you," Xiaomei said quickly, "I mean, if you tell me, maybe I can help somehow." When I was in the underground, I listened to you talk, and I felt that I was useless, and I couldn't help anything, and I couldn't even understand what you were saying. ”

Xiao Xia stepped forward and shook Xiao Mei's hand: "Don't say that, how can you be useless? ”

Xiaomei's eyes lit up: "Why do you say that?"

Xiao Xia explained, "Thanks to you for bringing that knight's descendant to the wizarding realm. ”

Xiaomei: "...... That's it. ”

At this moment, Xiaomei's heart felt as if she had suffered a critical blow of 10,000 knives, and she almost cried.

"I'm kidding you," Natsu said with a smile as she sat side by side with Mei on the box, "I knew these things when I was 12 years old, and from that day on, I couldn't live a carefree life like other people my age." At that time, I was very envious of you, but then I was not envious, but wanted to protect that beautiful thing for you. Actually, I meant that you were sent to the border to scout, do you blame me? I just hope that before the conflict erupts, I can keep you away from the whirlpool of Ghent. ”

Not only that, but even Xiao Xia signed a marriage contract with the Tudor family, which was a bit of a consideration for Xiao Mei to break off her thoughts.

Of course, Xiao Xia made this decision mainly to give her a chance to get closer to the Tudor family.

Xiao Xia didn't really want to marry the Tudor family, and their plan was to poison Tudor on the wedding day, while Tudor was feasting on his guests.

Many wizards must have come to the wedding that day, and the Tudor family must have all attended.

"I don't blame you," Mego shook her head: "Those two hard years have made me understand a lot of things, I was there lonely looking up at the stars, singing to myself alone, it was really uncomfortable at first, but then I realized that loneliness can make my heart stronger." ”

At this time, Mei Ge suddenly thought that if Ren Xiaosu was still in this secret room, I am afraid that he would say to him: Light is strong in the heart, there is a fart, you have to be strong.

Thinking of this, Xiaomei even felt a little funny, that middle-earth boy seemed to look down on him from the beginning, but he had been helping him all the time.

Xiao Xia looked at Xiaomei's silly appearance and said in her heart, maybe this is a stupid person with a stupid blessing.

However, Xiaomei smiled and fell silent, he thought for a long time and suddenly said: "I actually know that I am quite useless, if I really want to be useful, I will not let all of you subconsciously protect me, right? But whether I am useful or not, I want to get out of this well now, instead of hiding here as an ostrich all the time." Ren Xiaosu is my friend, he has done a lot of things for me, and now in order to help us attract attention, he even runs out alone to face thousands of troops. ”

Xiao Xia listened quietly, and Xiao Mei mustered up the courage to say: "He came to this wizard country alone and has no relatives, since he treats me as a friend, then I should treat him like a friend." I don't know if he's still alive, and I don't know if it's too late or useful to save him now, but if I don't, I'll regret it. ”

Xiao Xia, who looked calm, gradually laughed: "You have really changed a lot. ”

"Yes," Xiaomei said with some embarrassment: "Sometimes I also want to live like Ren Xiaosu, don't be afraid of anything, tell the truth and listen to it in other people's ears like bragging......"

"No need to explain," Xiao Xia smiled, "Let's go." ”

"No, you can't go," Xiaomei shook her head: "You still have your own mission, if something happens to you, what will happen to those people behind you?"

"It doesn't matter what mission is or not, I just want to be with you," Xiao Xia said firmly.

However, at this moment, two loud bangs broke out in the city of Ghent one after another.

The sound was more explosive than the thunder of the summer night sky, as if the cataclysm had struck again, destroying the world.

In an instant, it was as if the sky began to fall, the land began to sink, the mountains and rivers entered the sea, and meteorites fell.

The entire city of Ghent shook with the sound of the explosion, and even the water level of the well outside the chamber suddenly dropped.

But Mego rushed out of the chamber like crazy and climbed up the rope at the mouth of the well.

Xiao Xia took him to the top of the Rose Abbey, and the two of them stood on top of the dome, silently watching the monstrous fire of Norman Manor and Tudor Manor.

The blasting scum and haze that rose into the sky were like real dark clouds surging into the sky.

There was a red fire still flickering in the black haze, like real thunder behind the storm clouds.

At a certain moment, Xiao Xia was thinking, I'm afraid her ancestor Russell would just make a move.

Norman Manor and Tudor Manor are gone, and the most glorious symbol of the wizarding kingdom has become dust in history in an instant, and it seems that Norman and Tudor have also become a thing of the past.

The flames of the explosion blew up the young foundations of the Norman family and the Tudor family into powder, as if washing away their sinful history.

The foundations of the Norman family and the Tudor family were broken, and no one would have thought that the 178 fortress would be so fierce,

Xiao Xia and Xiao Mei stood on top of the dome holding hands, and they looked at the Tudor Knights, the Knights of Light, and the Middle-earth warriors who appeared out of nowhere, as if they were in a dream!

It turns out that the other party really doesn't have to save herself, Xiaomei sighed in her heart.

It turns out that this is the confidence of the other party!

......

At this moment, the hundreds of assault columns of the Sixth Field Division had already cleared the road ahead.

They cleared the streets, alleys, and rooftops of the enemy, so that the main force that had just broken out of the Keygate could officially launch a more intense all-out attack after a little adjustment.

P5092 sat in the rear with a bleak expression, as if nothing else in the world could no longer arouse interest except war.

When Norman and Tudor Manor exploded, Zhang Xiaoman was so shocked that he almost fell off the lookout, and even the black fox was shocked.

The horses of the Order went completely crazy, and they no longer cared about the knights on their backs, but ran wildly, even trampling on each other.

The neighing of the horses was mixed with wailing and roaring, and it looked particularly powerless and helpless.

The knights stared blankly at the sky-high firelight, and then suddenly, the knights in heavy armor were lifted off their horses, and then because the armor was too heavy, they couldn't even get up smoothly in the crowd and horses.

The knights, who were still sane, wanted to keep their horses firmly in control, and all their energy was used to show their riding skills, and they knew very well that once they fell off their horses in this situation, it would be all over.

Everything is chaotic, what does it take to go from order to disorder? All it takes is a bang and a bang.

In this completely chaotic battlefield, only P5092's expression did not change in the slightest, and it was completely expected.

The calm P5092 contrasts with the noisy and noisy world like absolute disorder and absolute order.

P5092 was silent, the pulse from the explosion affecting the operation of the communication system, and he waited for the pulse to pass before command returned to his hands.

In my ears, all I could do was the sound of rushing electricity.

However, to P5092, this sound is more like the silence after the extreme hustle and bustle.

In this short half minute, he could finally catch his breath.

P5092's mind sank into his inner world like a stone falling into the sea with a pop, and then sinking all the way to the bottom of the black sea.

There is no suffocation after drowning, only silence.

The next moment, the communication system returned to normal, and the report of the commander of the front-line assault column came from the headset: "The C31 area has been broken, repeat, the 131 assault column has successfully broken through the C31 area and is setting up a heavy machine gun position!"

In an instant, P5092 seemed to be fished up from the bottom of the sea by this voice, and it only took him a short 0.02 seconds to turn into a well-known war machine again: "I overlooked one thing before, now the 131 assault column should not rush into the battlefield, you go to find the commanding heights, cover the D19 area with firepower, and the young marshal will pass from there in 5 minutes, before that you must open a gap for the young marshal!"

Order after order was passed out of the chain of command: "The 97 assault column controls the C21 area and does not need to let the enemy there pose a threat to the major marshal." ”

"The 81st and 82nd assault columns are stationed in place to receive the main forces in the rear and enter the battlefield!"

"Black Fox, after you lead the main force into the battlefield, be sure to cut the battlefield for me, I want the young marshal to have no worries!"

As the saying goes, capture the thief and capture the king first, and now Ren Xiaosu is carrying out the beheading plan with more than 20 people in the midst of thousands of troops, and what he P5092 has to do is to let Ren Xiaosu have no obstacles around him!

Zhou Yingxue stood beside P5092 and manipulated the vines and asked, "You said you ignored a thing?

P5092 said: "Now that we have uprooted all their young generations, and even destroyed the manor for them, it will make them despair, so it is necessary to prevent the Norman and Tudor families from bursting out of despair with new strength." ”

In war, a good commander must not only think about how to accurately hit the enemy step by step, weaken the opponent's vital forces, support troops, and supply lifelines.

In the same way, we must think about the human heart.

Wizards are pampered, but they also have pride.

No one is sure that in a desperate situation, this ancient and mysterious inheritance of witchcraft will burst into unimaginable power.

Zhou Yingxue frowned: "What should I do?"

P5092 said calmly, "Strength can burst out of despair, and that's because they still have a glimmer of hope in their hearts. As long as the young marshal is decapitated fast enough to destroy all hope before the power of this group of wizards bursts out. ”

The engineer who was in charge of debugging the equipment for P5092 next to him thought to himself that since the P5 commander came to the northwest, there have been more and more cruel words.

......

Ren Xiaosu calmly observed the battlefield, I don't know why, the more dangerous it is, the more calm he will become.

This is true in Jingshan, in Los Angeles, in Tinder Mountain, and even more so in the midst of thousands of troops at this time.

Just now, Zhang Xiaoman guided him to the direction of the Tudor family's evacuation, but before he could confirm it, the pulses that erupted from Norman Manor and Tudor Manor affected the communication system.

But the good news is that half of the knights around them who have never seen "high-energy explosives" at all are stunned.

In this backward country, the sorcerers proclaimed themselves gods, and the soldiers of the wizard family called themselves knights of the kingdom of God, but at this moment, this group of gods encountered things that no theology could explain for them.

"11 o'clock direction!" Ren Xiaosu roared in the battlefield: "Seize the opportunity and break through!"

In an instant, the chariot led by Lao Xu turned instantly, and the blood flowed like a river where the black knife was pointing.

Where the people turned on their backs, the 22 T5 fighters on both flanks were like the tracks of a chariot, mercilessly crushing the enemy to the ground.

Out of 10,000,000 people, bullets will run out and grenades will be thrown, so when the battle goes crazy, the T5 fighters will find that in the end, it is their fists and bodies that work best.

In Tinder, the T5 is known as the Chosen One.

As P5092 says, not everyone qualifies as a T5, and what genetic pills can help you achieve is determined by genes at birth.

So, every T5 in Tinder is a treasure, each of them is forged according to the principles of war, and everyone is a real killing machine.

When they became the tracks of the chariot, when they ran out of ammunition, this crazy and powerful machine began to plunder the enemy's weapons.

The T5 warriors snatched the opponent's swords with a force that the enemy could not resist, and then plunged the enemy's sword into the crevices of the enemy's armor.

The Tudor and Norman Knights had some of the finest equipment in the wizarding realm, and their armor was so heavy and tough that it was impossible to slash with their swords.

If ordinary soldiers use cold weapons to fight against them, I am afraid that it will take a lot of effort to kill them.

However, the T5 fighters are more flexible and domineering than expected, and their ability to control their bodies has reached a level beyond the mundane.

Of course, with the power of the T5, it is possible to beat a cavalryman to death through the armor, but these people are real war machines, and they will definitely do the most damage with the least physical exertion when facing countless enemies.

No one knows who will come first in the war, "victory" or "death", so they must have enough strength to deal with all risks.

But seeing where the chariot passed, a T5 warrior stabbed his sword casually, and stabbed the long sword in his hand into the opponent's neck along the gap between the opponent's helmet and heavy armor, nailing the opponent to the ground.

The sword is as precise as a heart surgery, and the thin sword is inserted through the 0.3 mm gap in the armor, like a fisherman on the seashore with a dagger skillfully inserting into an oyster shell.

Immediately after, the T5 warrior drew the opponent's sword from the waist of the newly dead knight and continued to search for the next enemy!

This series of actions is coherent and done in one go!

Occasionally, T5 fighters met eye contact during the fight, and they both saw the frenzy in each other's gazes.

This kind of exhilarating battle was something they had never experienced when the Tinder troops faced the expeditionary legion, and the memories of those fleeing like defeated dogs seemed to have vanished, like dusty swords that had been polished and shone again!

It's just that the physical strength of the T5 fighters is not unlimited, they have been following Ren Xiaosu for nearly 40 minutes, during which time they have ensured that the rear combat units have passed through the key gate without interference, but they themselves have begun to breath disorder.

Slowly, everyone's movements are not so precise, and there will even be misses.

However, at this moment, Ren Xiaosu and Lao Xu at the front of the chariot suddenly stopped, and at the moment when T5 was dazed, they heard Ren Xiaosu say: "Rest in place for five minutes, pay attention to your breathing rate and move your hands and feet, don't let lactic acid accumulate in your muscles, and don't let your heart rate drop too much!"

Then, Ren Xiaosu really stood in place and began to adjust his breathing, the frequency of breathing always maintained a fixed rhythm, the T5 fighters have undergone similar training, so they understand that maintaining the heart rate is to continue to maintain efficient body hormone secretion, so that after the repair, everyone will not lose their combat effectiveness.

Breathing is the key in battle.

However, there is still a trace of uncertainty in the hearts of the T5 fighters, there are still tens of thousands of enemies around them, is it really okay to stand in the middle of the enemy army and rest like this?

However, the T5 warriors looked around, and none of those enemies dared to take advantage of this opportunity to approach.

These knights, who had just pacified their horses and came to besiege Ren Xiaosu, seemed to be a little flustered, they didn't know why these war machines suddenly stopped, whether they were already at the end of their crossbows, or if they were accumulating new strength?

These knights didn't even dare to come forward and tempt it!

The T5 soldiers silently looked at the back of Ren Xiaosu in front of them, the young man who stood calmly in the middle of the battlefield and silently adjusted his breathing, like a god!

There are no enemies within ten steps of the boy's body, such as the Vacuum Field.

At this moment, they finally understood why the P5 chief would follow such a teenager to the northwest.

At this moment, they finally understood why those comrades-in-arms of the 6th Combat Brigade respected each other so much!

Unconsciously, the eyes of the T5 fighters became more fanatical, as if they had a new faith.

At this time, Zhang Xiaoman's voice came from Ren Xiaosu's headset again: "Young Marshal, the Tudor family master seems to be waking up, right in front of you, about 700 meters away!"

Ren Xiaosu turned around and smiled at the T5 fighters: "Have you rested? Can you still fight?

The T5 warrior responded with a smile: "As the young marshal wishes!"

Ren Xiaosu's black knife went to the front: "Luo Lan, let the heroic spirits use heavy machine guns to blast a way for me!"

Luo Lan, who had been mixing in the middle of the chariot with the Heroic Spirit, laughed: "Okay, I didn't let me make a move just now, but it suffocated me!"

In the previous rush kill, Ren Xiaosu never let the heroic spirits make a move, and always asked them to save ammunition, so as not to be unable to break through after being besieged.

But now it seems that there should be no need to break through, Ren Xiaosu plans to directly penetrate the enemy in the battlefield!

Just as the surrounding knights were vigilantly besieged, they suddenly saw the young man and the white mask at the front of the "chariot" suddenly get out of the way, and those golden figures were actually shooting wildly with crane guns.

In the dark night, the tongue of fire of the heavy machine gun looked extremely terrifying, and it directly penetrated the knight's wall in front of them!

Talking and laughing, the canopy is gone!

......

The Tudor master slowly sat up from his chariot, and he only felt that his head was dizzy, as if he had experienced a long dream.

In the dream, he walked on a prairie, and the green grass still exuded the fragrance of the earth after the rain.

He walked and stopped, and at last he came to a river, and then a burly river god came out of the river and stared at him: "Honest man, did you fall into the river with a golden hat or a silver hat?"

The Tudor head was subconsciously surprised in his dream: "I don't have a hat." ”

The river god's kind face suddenly became hideous: "Lie, you obviously have a green hat!"

Tudor Master: "???"

He woke up from his dream all of a sudden, and before he could figure out what the dream was about, he felt something abnormal in his spiritual world.

It was a series of blood-to-witchcraft marks that flickered continuously, and each flickering mark represented a dead blood son.

For a while, the Tudor family head felt the dozens of marks that were about to crack, but after a moment of fainting, he actually had so many sons dead!

Hundreds of biological ones have died, and I don't know how many non-biological ones there are!

The Tudor head was furious, "What happened?!"

The knight said in a panic: "The head of the house, the manor has been destroyed, the Norman master is dead, and we are going to be defeated!"

"Defeated?" said the Tudor head angrily, "I will not be defeated!"

He tightly grasped the black Eye of True Vision in his hand, and in an instant, bloodstained witchcraft began to erupt!

The bloodstained witchcraft of the Tudor family has finally revealed its original hideous face!

......

Assault Column 81 was preparing to meet the main forces in the rear, using the masonry of the collapsed buildings around it to build a thick, low wall as a cover for improvised fortifications.

These temporary fortifications were like small forward bases in the battlefield, and they had to ensure that the wounded could rest when they retreated, and that the main forces would not be attacked when they passed through.

However, just as they were building the fortifications, the blood of a corpse beside them suddenly formed a magic circle, and the Tudor family master, who had just woken up, began to detonate the corpses scattered on the battlefield one by one by means of blood and witchcraft.

Frost and cold air gradually erupted from the Blood Inheritance Circle, and the commander in charge of building this temporary fortification had a bad premonition in his heart when he saw this.

The main forces in the rear were rapidly approaching, and the commander had no time to leave, he shouted at the main forces: "Don't not get closer, stand back!"

The main forces of the Sixth Field Division, which were approaching, slowly stopped, and everyone watched as the white frost spread from the ground, and then the comrades of the No. 81 Assault Column were frozen into ice sculptures a little bit.

The irritable frost aura was in full swing, and some people had tried to jump into the air to avoid the invasion of this cold air, but the ubiquity of the plummeting air could not be avoided at all.

Hundreds of comrades-in-arms died suddenly, and everyone had no time to brew emotions and say goodbye.

And such a scene is still being played out in other places.

War is cruel, and it's so cruel because when it creates tragedy, you don't have time to react.

At the rear of the battlefield, P5092 said calmly to Zhou Yingxue: "Concentrate all your strength to cover the assault column and preserve their strength." ”

Zhou Yingxue frowned and said, "I still have to cover my master." ”

It takes time for the vines to grow, and even the No. 61 Barrier Creeper took more than ten days to complete the lockdown, and although Zhou Yingxue was more powerful at this time, it was impossible to cover the entire battlefield in an instant, and the process of transmitting energy to the vine roots was also limited.

Therefore, if she wants to cover Ren Xiaosu, she had better go all out to cover the area near Ren Xiaosu with vines first.

However, P5092 has his own judgment as a commander: "Leave the young marshal alone. ”

Zhou Yingxue's eyebrows rose at the moment: "You say you don't care, don't care? That's my master, your young marshal! He is going to die, and your ten lives are not enough to compensate!"

Zhou Yingxue is this kind of little woman, and when it comes to this kind of crisis, she doesn't care about the 178 fortress or war, as long as her master is alive!

Therefore, she couldn't understand that P5092 was an emotionless war machine, how could even the young marshal give up if a war was a war?

But I saw P5092 looking at Zhou Yingxue calmly: "I don't want to give up the young marshal, but I have absolute confidence in him, all the people in this Ghent City are dead, and he will not die." ”

P5092 continued: "Don't waste your energy on the side of the young marshal, cover the assault column to continue to advance, and destroy all the magic circles where blood is condensed. ”

Zhou Yingxue hesitated for two seconds and finally agreed: "Okay." ”

But having said that, she still left a vine on Ren Xiaosu's side to continue to spread, just in case.

......

The Tudor master closed his eyes tightly on his chariot, his purple eyes shining on the black stone in his hand.

This small stone seems to embody the wisdom of countless generations of wizards.

But when witchcraft like Russell's is gone, all it can represent is dirty power.

Those who hold it can think of ordinary people as ants, and they can also see themselves as gods.

Just as the Tudor family master wanted to continue to detonate the Blood Succession Circle one by one, the knights guarding in front of him fell one after another, and the heavy armor was completely unable to withstand the thermal weapons forged by modern technological civilization.

The Tudor master was forced to open his eyes, and before the heavy machine-gun fire could reach him, the old wizard finally condensed a wall of ice in front of him.

Heavy machine gun bullets shattered the ice wall over and over again, but no matter how it hit, the ice wall grew infinitely as if it had never shattered.

"Help me down and get me out of here," the Tudor master said coldly, "What is the glory of the Tudor Knights?

As soon as these words came out, the knights suddenly went crazy, everyone has the dream of becoming a wizard, not to mention that this is still a wizard position that can be inherited!

You know, a lucky person like Mego can't pass on the True Eye to his offspring!

But...... A dead man can't be a wizard!

Immediately after, the Tudor family head said coldly: "Fearful of war, Zhulian Three Clans!"

The Tudor family has accumulated power for two hundred years, and the Tudor knights cannot travel to the future to see who will win the final victory, and at this time they must fight to the death for their own families.

Ren Xiaosu on the other side of the battlefield frowned, he had just seen the figure of the Tudor family master, but he was blocked by the sudden ice wall.

Behind the ice wall, Tudor's chariot was extremely ostentatious, and Ren Xiaosu tried to open the door of the shadow and slash at the chariot, but this knife slashed past but nothing was cut.

Ren Xiaosu knew in his heart that the other party had already left Xinglin.

The remaining elites of the Tudor Knights began to surround them fearlessly, and this secret numb enemy made Ren Xiaosu's scalp tingle for a while.

Sure enough, there was a huge sequelae for Tudor to wake up the old thing, and if he killed the Norman family head faster, he wouldn't be in such a dangerous situation.

The battlefield with Ren Xiaosu as the core continued to crush the battlefield, and Ren Xiaosu was crazy and chased the steps of the Tudor family master to escape.

Countless ice cracks spread, trying to slow down Ren Xiaosu's pace, but although the momentum was amazing, Ren Xiaosu knew very well that the other party was no longer in his heyday after fainting.

Those witchcraft that detonate the blood inheritance formation consume the spiritual will, and the head of this Tudor family is a hundred-year-old man, no matter how advanced the opponent's witchcraft is, it must also follow the natural law of birth, old age, sickness and death.

There are only two people in the world who don't have to follow this law, one is Ren Xiaosu, and the other is Yan Liuyuan!

In the future, there may be one more Yang Xiaojian.

When Ren Xiaosu learned that he had been asleep for more than 200 years, he had already made a decision to transplant his bone marrow to Yang Xiaojin if medical conditions permitted.

However, now is not the time to think about this, Ren Xiaosu suddenly had a feeling of endless killing in the face of the Tudor knights who were surrounded by layers.

The heavy machine gun on Luo Lan's side had already run out of bullets, and even if Ren Xiaosu brought the ammunition depot, they would need time to reload.

Ren Xiaosu heard the sound of heavy breathing coming from the big flicker on his right, and the T5 fighters behind him ...... I'm getting a little exhausted.

Do you want to give up, Ren Xiaosu frowned, he tried to use the Shadow Gate to throw grenades in multiple directions, but I don't know how this Tudor family master hid his tracks, but he didn't blow up once.

"Zhang Xiaoman, can you find the location of the Tudor family head?" asked Ren Xiaosu.

Zhang Xiaoman's anxious voice sounded in the headset: "I can't find him, young marshal, he seems to have suddenly disappeared from the crowd." ”

It's not that he really disappeared, but that the other party no longer let people support him, and he no longer sat on his own line, so that Zhang Xiaoman lost the "basis" to find the other party's traces.

This battlefield is full of almost identical knights, and even the war horses look similar, unless Wang Yun is here, no one can find out the Tudor master from the crowd!

The battlefield was constantly shifting to the north, and although the main force arrived in the south, the remnants of the Norman Knights over there withstood most of the pressure, which allowed the Tudor Knights to besiege and kill Ren Xiaosu without pressure.

"Give up, young marshal," P5092 said, "and even if we can't find him, we will win this war." ”

Ren Xiaosu's face gradually became solemn, and finding the Tudor family master meant that more people in the Sixth Field Division would die in a foreign land.

However, at this moment, Zhang Xiaoman suddenly shouted: "Young marshal, young marshal, a group of strange people suddenly appeared in the north of the battlefield!"

"Strange?" Ren Xiaosu wondered.

"Yes, they were all very worn, they looked like evil ghosts that had just crawled out of the ground, their faces were very pale, and some people were lying on their backs, and they didn't know what was going on," Zhang Xiaoman described.

At this moment, dozens of manhole covers on the ground were suddenly lifted from the inside, and a short hook with a handle stretched out from the inside and cut the horse's legs, and those horses were suddenly attacked, and the legs could no longer support the weight of their bodies, and fell to the side.

Countless Tudor knights fell from their horses, and countless underground guardians with black tattoos on their faces and cinnabar-colored marks on their eyebrows were drilled out of the ground, fighting with the Tudor knights without fear of death.

If they can't fight one-on-one, then they will drag the knights into the sewers, where more underground people are waiting, and if a knight falls into the sewers, four or five people will pounce on them at the same time.

These people have no rules, they support themselves purely with hatred and anger, and behind the boundless hatred and anger, there is a glimmer of hope that belongs to the light is gradually blooming.

If the world is willing to give these people who are still alive a chance to see the scenery on the surface, they are willing to exchange their lives for the last courage.

This is the last courage.

In the north, Chen Jiu held the golden Eye of True Vision and chanted a spell, and he struggled to press his palm to the ground.

I saw that the green bricks on the ground were surging towards the knights like waves, and all the knights who were affected by the waves of the masonry were all thrown to the sky by the huge force!

Chen Jiu rarely made a move in order to hide his identity, so many people almost forgot that some elders once said that he was a wizard genius who was rare in the temple for a hundred years.

Ren Xiaosu watched all this silently, and then suddenly laughed, he looked back at Da You, Luo Lan, and the T5 fighters: "Are you ready?"

Before everyone could respond, Wang Yun's voice came from his headset: "Young Marshal, I'm back." ”

Ren Xiaosu's eyes lit up, he looked back, but he didn't know when Zhang Xiaoman on the lookout had changed back to Wang Yun, and Zhang Xiaoman continued to organize the main force to attack.

"You should be quite tired from chasing Wang Wenyan just now, why don't you take a break," Ren Xiaosu said with a smile.

Wang Yun smiled and said, "I have to find out the person you want to kill, young marshal!"

As he spoke, Wang Yun held the telescope and glanced over the battlefield countless times, but Ren Xiaosu did not urge, because Wang Yun had never let him down!

"Young marshal, the direction is 300 meters away from you at 10 o'clock, and the rest is up to you!" Wang Yun shouted.

Ren Xiaosu looked at the T5 fighters excitedly and shouted, "Help me!"

The T5 soldiers comprehended and built a bridge with their arms, and Ren Xiaosu stepped on it: "Get up!"

In an instant, all the T5 fighters threw Ren Xiaosu into the sky at the same time.

Ren Xiaosu's heart is unprecedentedly calm.

The moment he flew into the sky with the force of the T5 fighters, countless eyes converged on him.

After a night of hard fighting, at this moment, a touch of white in the distant sky suddenly burst out from behind the clouds, like a spotlight.

On this huge stage, he has been the protagonist from the beginning.

However, none of this is important to Ren Xiaosu.

He just needs to ...... Be quiet!

Just like Yang Xiaojin has reminded him countless times, when your body needs to follow its own will and move forward, you only need a key to turn on this machine...... Breathe!

On the ground, the Tudor family master, who was disguised as a Chengdu Duo knight to transfer his direction, subconsciously turned his head to look at the sky, but happened to see the young man in the sky staring at him with a sneer.

At the last moment of dawn, a steam train suddenly rumbled out of the sky, like a train from heaven.

But Ren Xiaosu doesn't want to use it as a weapon, but to use it in the air to borrow power!

"Destroy the city!"

But when he saw Ren Xiaosu stepping on the front of the steam train, the whole person flew towards the Tudor family like a precision-guided missile, and the steam train lost the support of the rails and fell straight to the ground.

There was no time to recite a spell or beg for mercy, and the Tudor head could only look at the young man who fell from the sky.

The eyes of the young man flying through the space were scarlet, the black knife was like the thunder of judgment, and there was light behind him.

From this day on, after a single sword, the splendor of the wizarding kingdom completely fell apart.

Blood splattered!

The head of the Tudor family fell to the ground along with the steel helmet, and with a thud, the steel helmet fell farther away, and a frightened horse raised its feet in the air, and then stomped heavily on the head.

It's dawn.

A golden ray of sunlight came in from the east, like a tidal wave.

The Tudor knights froze, while the underworldrs greeted the sun that had just touched their faces, as if they were newborn.

......

13000 word chapters, the recent update is really unstable, I just hope that the quality of the refinement can satisfy everyone.

There is only one thing I miscalculated, the volume of Daxing Northwest will probably be completed tomorrow, and I am really exhausted today......