Chapter Ninety-Five: Driving the Tiger and Devouring the Wolf
By the sea, cloudless, it would have been a perfect weather, but the dignified atmosphere made it impossible for anyone to enjoy the beautiful sea view.
"Does it really have to be like this?" Hannes asked with a frown, he really didn't agree with Oginets's plan.
"Only then will Kesman fight to the death with [Ice Skull], otherwise, someone as cautious as him may choose to hold on and wait for help." Oginets patiently analyzed.
"But using the Grand Imam as bait, isn't it too dangerous?" Hannes asked, biting his thumb, he didn't expect Oginnets to be ready for Chuikov to take Grand Imam Isdell as bait.
"It's dangerous. But that's also the only way," Oginets said, shaking his head. He turned his head back to Chuikov, "The safety of Grand Imam Isdell will depend on you to protect it then." ”
"Him?" Hannes' eyes widened, "Are you crazy?" If he is asked to protect the Grand Imam, he is giving away people's heads, okay! Looking at the bear-like Sturdy Chuikov, Hannes didn't believe that he could protect the Grand Imam.
"I will definitely protect the priest!" But there was a tough look written on Chuikov's face, but it made Hannes difficult to say anything.
"The next thing depends on Kang Shi Danjun and Seryosha!" Oginets smiled with a slight sigh.
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On a light locomotive, Constance Dante sat in the passenger seat and watched the silent Seryosha, both of them were silent and did not speak, and the atmosphere on the car was like a pool of stagnant water, silent and calm.
Constance Dante was reluctant to talk more, and Seryosha was always cold-faced and cold-hearted, as if there was an invisible wall between the two of them.
Constance Dante still remembers the first time the two met, and the palpitations that this man brought him still lingers, this man is dangerous
"Are you ready?" Seryosha finally broke the silence and asked.
"Hmm." Constance Dante nodded.
The locomotive was parked on the hillside, and the heavily armed soldiers below the hill were moving slowly, while a dozen heavy mechs were on guard on either side. This is Grand Duke Vladimir's mecha legion [White Bear], an elite unit commanded by Kesman.
"Everything is normal, Father." A man's hoarse voice came over the intercom.
"You forgot again the difference between the army and at home, Major Sergey. You are going to call me Legionnaire. ”
Kesman sat in a military locomotive. Although he is said to be the leader of this mecha legion, unfortunately he is not a knight himself, and although the entire army is under his command, the combat command is his son Sergei von Kesmann.
"Yes. Father・・・・・・ No, Legion Commander. Sergei had no choice but to reluctantly accept his father's strictness and change his words.
Despite the start of the tracking, the group disappeared as if they had vanished from the world. But at least one thing is certain, the tyranny of the other party is the first time Sergei has seen it, whether it is a city or a village, everything has been destroyed, even the roving bandits will not do such a cruel thing, but the group of people is indeed so unscrupulous.
Cutting off communication with his father, Sergei muttered, "Holy See? Suddenly, he remembered when he studied in Rome, and remembered that ancient and beautiful city.
In fact, unlike most of the stubborn Rus', Sergei could not understand those who were stubbornly hostile to the West, and the real enemy was not the Western Knights, but the Rus' themselves. Since the two Grand Dukes Igor and Svyatoslav were killed by the Bolgars by the new Roman Emperor one after another. The Rus' kingdom was plunged into never-ending division and chaos.
In his opinion, it was the ambition of the new Roman emperor that brought misery to the country. On the contrary, although the Crusaders were raging and threatening Rus', a steady stream of Western technology and culture was gradually reviving Rus' and revitalizing the previously backward and dilapidated South.
This may be a period of decay, but this may be a period of the rise of many heroes. Some people are desperately walking towards darkness, others are hurrying towards the light, a world that is so big and big enough for the ambitious to show their talents, and the world is very cramped. Even the groveling have no place to stand.
The times are like the wind, whether they are against the wind or downwind, they are all in the wind and in the torrent of the times. There is no escape, there is no way to get rid of it.
At this time, they only have the stubbornness to sail like a boat, not to rush bravely, but to sail with the water.
Sergei was convinced that as long as the Rus' no longer clinged to the ridiculous doctrinal differences between the Orthodox Church and the Holy Church and the so-called dignified privileges of the nobility, as they had done before, the power of the country would be united, and by that time the roar of the Great Bear of the North would make the world tremble.
But at this moment!
"Look!"
Follow the direction. I saw a locomotive suddenly roaring down from the mountain.
"Enemy attack!" The auxiliary soldiers reacted immediately, aiming their rifles at the fast-approaching locomotive.
"I don't need to move yet." Seryosha galloped away in a galloping horse, while Constance Dante was preparing to aim his individual cannon at the target.
"It's not the time yet."
Fierce gunfire rang out, bullets rained down, but Seryosha did not panic in the slightest, but slammed the steering wheel and caused the locomotive to roll on the road.
The "click" window glass shattered, and the whole car was about to fall apart, and the locomotive driven by Seryosha was not the military locomotive they used before, and the whole car was trembling and decomposing under the sound of gunfire. However. Seryosha's face did not change, and the frantic mountain drift almost overturned the chassis.
Even Constance Dante was distraught, his heart racing with a violent wheezing.
The car finally rushed down the hill, and in a sharp turn Seryosha continued to press the accelerator.
"It's time to go!" Seryosha suddenly shouted!
"Understood!" At Seryosha's orders, Constance Dante aimed his individual cannon at the mecha knight behind him.
"Boom-"
Flames rose brightly, and due to the knight's negligence, the artillery strike perfectly hit the power core behind the mech. The mecha let out a temporary wail and collapsed weakly, and the auxiliary soldiers around it also scattered and fled.
"Damn!" Sergei, who had just come to his senses, gritted his teeth and said, this was completely a provocation to them, "Numbers 10 to 18 can be on standby to protect the corps commander!" The other knights come with me! Such a fast locomotive can only be chased by mechas, and Sergei also wants to avoid this is the other party's strategy to divert the tiger.
"Keep in touch and be notified immediately if anything happens." Sergei's headphones came from von Kesmann's voice.
"Understood, father, no, Your Excellency the Legion Commander." (To be continued.) )