"The Westernists are all surrendering factions!"

"Who said that? Did Sun Yuanhua surrender? Did Li Hongzhang surrender? Did Zeng Guofan surrender? Aixinjue Luo Yixun's nickname is still 'loyalty'! It's really not ethnic! ”

"Sun Yuanhua has not surrendered to the Australian Song Senate, but he has ...... for President Wen."

"Don't interject fools who are full of literature every day!"

Opinions are mixed. Even if the outline of the "Twin Moons Church Innovator" becomes clearer and clearer under various information channels, how to deal with this "wizard of the world", there is no shortage of different styles of opinions in the entire Elta Army and even on the other side of the portal......

Some people suggest that this kind of serious problem must be dealt with immediately and targeted to eliminate the future trouble. However, the friendly behavior he showed in secret talks and business behaviors beyond common sense made people have to think carefully about the gains and losses before they start - if this commander of the Western Expeditionary Army can be successfully won by Elta, not only will the problem of the Demon Spear Team be solved, but the Western Expeditionary Army will be leaderless and then face the fate of falling apart, and even the next step of the transformation plan of the global hegemony of the Bilunar Church can also have sufficient information.

However, a storm from the sea is about to draw the protagonist of their discussion into the center of the maelstrom......

Paper can't contain fire, let alone a forest fire started by the church.

"Is the news true?" Pippons licked her lower lip, which was a little shriveled and peeled due to the spicy food.

The radio station in front of him continued to convey a message to him in Chinese: "The large aircraft that are starting to move towards Elta is detectable and completely true, and now you must also pay attention to detecting all the following information about reinforcements behind enemy lines." ”

In the middle of the night, half-plugged headphones rustled. Pippons was a little excited for a moment - he had already gained a little from the camp of the Magic Lance Team, but he didn't expect a new merit point to come!

"It's very likely that our army will choose to turn these reinforcements into a meteor shower along with their flying ships on the ocean, but before that, why did the reinforcements come? What is the attitude of the enemy chieftain towards reinforcements? Is there differentiation? And did the reinforcements bring about personnel transfers? Strength is not the point, attitude is the point......"

"Understood." Pippons responded categorically in Chinese. "Definitely complete the mission!"

"I wish you a successful mission." Pippins, whose eyes were wide open on the pillow, could vaguely see that the soldiers over there also gave him a solemn military salute.

Isn't it time to start tomorrow from the previously expected breakthrough of the Snitch in the city?

This thought had been in his mind for a long time. If you take advantage of those snitches, you can catch them and pretend to pass by Lei Feng to win the trust of the stolen Western Expeditionary Army, and you can use this as a threat to coerce the pickpocket snitches to open up the intelligence network that still exists under the city for yourself......

Thinking about it, Pippons, buried in the fluffy pillow, was just about to close his eyes, and his buttocks suddenly felt a regular and discordant shaking.

Did anyone go up the stairs? A dazed Pipenston came to his senses - no, it was the sound of hundreds of people!

Pippons tiptoed and looked out of the window in a cold sweat: the whole street was filled with an army of men with blank faces and hurrying forward, at least more than half, nay, more than three-quarters were magicians.

"I thought it was my father." Pippons watched the retreating ranks from a different angle, and cursed at the beating heart. For a few seconds, he felt like he was going to die—was it because his fried fish and shrimp pancakes yesterday were too fragrant, or was his stall survey revealing his feet today?

Thankfully, it's neither. Pippons turned around and pulled out another jar of gum from under his pillow, and without saying a word, poured out two pills and munched them together. The Western Expeditionary Army generally does not act at night, so who are the hundreds of people moving together at night? Is there a monster in the city bigger than him, Elta's nail, that can make this team of 100 brush up on the copy together?

"This direction, the direction of the castle...... Could it be that it's another military mutiny? Pippons was a little confused about the sudden turn of the day. He knew that the two forces of the Western Expeditionary Army had never been flat together, but it would not be so contradictory that the swords and soldiers met, right?

The heavy drowsiness had dissipated, the sky was showing a little dark red, and Ress could be seen faintly approaching - tonight's summer rain and upheaval must have caused Garcia to fall into a sleepless night again.

"What part of the 'friendly army' are you?!" Standing in front of the drunken night watchman was a team of nearly two hundred magicians. However, the night officer stood in front of this murderous team with the smell of wine, but he did not move at all, and even had the courage to question loudly.

"Huh? There are so many people in the middle of the night, do you want to drink, drink, or rebel? The drunk man danced and talked nonsense. However, as soon as the syllable of the last word landed, he instantly sobered up as if he had discovered something. "You're going to rebel! Quick, bang the gong! ”

It's a pity that no one will ring the gong anymore. The drunk night officer on the ground had been frozen into a large popsicle, and his frightened eyes gradually condensed on the face of the drunk night officer who had lost his life, and he lost his mind.

"Fool." The disdainful magician lowered his wand, and it was his ice pick and ice freezing that killed the two night officers. "Offey Mondridge's mounting paper is still important to you, and he is drunk and on duty all night! Let's go! ”

With the Church's open letter to Elta's Special Disposal Mission, these "suffering" magicians finally couldn't hold back their excitement and ecstasy, and took a letter representing the right name to go to the base camp of the Western Expeditionary Army in Garcia to "force the palace".

The conditions are simple, to let Ouffel Mondrich step down! Be executed! Explain the enemy forces and treason!

He was once so afraid of the Elta Army that he didn't dare to go to the front line and secretly became a deserter; was chased by Elta's mud legs, and he didn't even care about his clothes, pants and shoes; At this time, there was a demonic fire burning in his eyes.

Why did the soldiers of the Bilunar Church fail when they crisscrossed the world? Why does tried-and-true magic fall into a situation where it is passively beaten? Why does the enemy know where they are running and where is the weakness of their defenses? All because of Ofer Mondridge, who betrayed the magicians! Betrayed the Bi-Moon Church!

There is no need for people to agitate, no need for people to stand on a high platform and shout freedom and boiling, this is the philosophy of the losers, this is the reason for the losers to shirk their responsibilities, this is their only way out......

"This open letter is bound to make those defeated dogs ready to move, I know that." On the castle, Offy Mondridge was still calmly munching on otherworldly snacks in his room, while motioning for the person on the other side of the table to also take a little from the plate. "But even if they have great ability, they can't get into here. As soon as the sun came out the next day, they would all turn to dust, so don't worry. ”

In front of the small boxy table, sat the three major military leaders of the city today—Rucha, Yourd, and Overseer Offe Mondridge. When they received the open letter, of course, they were like ants in a hot pot, and they immediately got together to discuss how to make the next step.

"It's a pity that I didn't have time to stop the people in the city from continuing to spread the news." Yourde remorseled himself deeply. "When my subordinates learned that the letter had arrived, it was already a step too late."

"It doesn't matter. At least the rebels have shown their feet to you. Damn bastards, why don't you have so much courage to rush forward on the battlefield? Rucha frowned and bit down on a spiced peanut, as if to express great dissatisfaction.

"You can't say that." Offe Mondrich smiled, "In the assault battle commanded by Rucha, there are also a group of magicians who give up their survival ...... for the sake of honor."

"I guess that's the most ball-bearing of all you magicians." Lucha continued to pick up a peanut, threw it into the bloody mouth, and replied angrily.

Eufe Mondridge's face tensed, and then he slowed down and whispered, "The leader is still my right-hand man of the Inquisition. If it were me, I might not have the courage of him. ”

Yourd was just about to flatter Ofer Mondridge's wisdom, when suddenly a magic spearman with a magic spear on his back and a red belted helmet on his head stabbed straight into the room, and Fei also whispered a few words in Ofey Mondridge's ear, and then closed the door and left.

Both of them noticed the smile on Eufael Mondridge's face, which turned from obscure to disdainful, and suddenly to laughter. Sure enough, as soon as the guards went out, Eufael Mondridge stood up.

"You two don't want to see, what strong soldiers have I trained near Hilqi in the past few months?"

Yourde's heart sank. Those who shouldn't have come are still here - looking at Marshal Rucha with a serious face next to him, his judgment is probably the same.

"On the east side of the city, along the river, the magic cavalry troops are coming. On the street of the business district in the east of the city, the night officer on duty has been intercepted and killed, and the magician is coming to attack on foot, so don't you want me to say more about the rest of the city, the south of the city, the north of the city, and the west of the city, right? Alright, let's go with me to the outside of the castle to see the show. ”

At night, the tributaries of the Minerva River City are also full of waves, and the gurgling waves are particularly charming—but on the streets along the river, dozens of magicians riding all kinds of strange beasts and a large number of war horses just happened to charge towards a row of magic spearmen standing neatly on the street thousands of kilometers away—the red straps on the top of their helmets and the dazzling magic powder rifles in their hands were particularly dazzling in the moonlight.

"Those soldiers are the waste Elta trained by Ofer Mondridge, who don't use magic, only those strangely shaped spears!" The leader of the cavalry rode on a strange beast that looked like a leopard but not a leopard, a tiger but not a tiger, and puffed up his companions.

"When you get to that wooden staircase, everyone is ready to slow down and cast magic, and remember not to hit the brother in front!" Seeing that the thin red line in front of him was getting closer and closer, the cavalry leader took out his wand and prepared for a big kill.

However, at this time, the "spear" between the two red lines on the opposite side rang out.