Solomon City, Lateran Palace.

"The Blade of Azure...... It's a name I haven't heard of in a long time. ”

Medea and Sidlifa, looking at the dots marked "Blue Sword" on the satellite surveillance screen with complicated faces, were moving rapidly from the sea to the east.

"They should have crossed the Andy Kithira Strait and entered the Aegean Sea by now." Nora pointed to the electronic map and said coldly.

"Are you going to Constantinople to ask Sheila for help?" Eleanor thought thoughtfully.

"Impossible." Medea shook her head, "Theodora and Peggy are attacking Jerusalem right now...... Wait, I got it! ”

Her slender fingers drew a curve on the map, from top to bottom:

“…… In this way, cross the Eastern Mediterranean, reach Alexandria Cairo in the Mamluks, then cross the Suez River, enter the Red Sea, bypass the Arabian Peninsula and arrive at the Illania Plateau! ”

The people's expressions suddenly became solemn.

If the Mediterranean Sea is still within their sphere of influence, then from the moment they enter the Suez River, the depths are the vast hinterland of the southern continent, leaving the radiating range of Christian civilization.

There were no churches in the hinterland of the Southern Continent, no Christian lords, and the inhabitants of the local tribes did not even know about the existence of the HRE Empire. It is a region outside of civilization, and all the advantages in political strength, prestige, diplomacy, and intelligence information that the girls have worked hard for so many years will all be reduced to zero in the hinterland of the wild southern continent.

They must not be allowed to enter the Suez River!

"I'm going to use drone swarms to disrupt them and slow them down, but don't get your hopes up." Nora continued, "I've fought them many times, and Mi'er's timeline manipulation and Mia's spatial teleportation have made me too restrained in technology. Only the Demigod Realm can intercept them completely. ”

"Good!" Eleanor immediately rose up, "Medea and Sidlifa, Medea and I, will immediately go to the Eastern Mediterranean and intercept them!" ”

"No, Eleanor, the baby in your belly needs to be treated, and you can't take part in the fight." Nora glanced at Medea, "I'll go with you." ”

Of course, this is also expected, after all, since Eleanor is not going, if Nora also stays, Medea and Hidlifa will definitely go directly to Dacia and return to the north after they go to recapture Asker alone.

Therefore, even if the Holy Maiden is pregnant, she can only follow the team and forcibly attack.

"Nola......" Eleanor was a little worried.

This forcibly brought pregnancy to battle, even if you take back Asker, how can you fight with Medea and Sidlifa? In case he was cut into the lower abdomen with an axe from Sidlifa......

It's okay. Nora gave her a reassuring look.

…………………………

Jerusalem.

The dragon banner had been planted at the top of the Holy City, and a large army was still fighting in the city, and the cries of dying infidels could be heard from time to time, and the muffled snorts of the wounded Ironclad Paladins.

A messenger sped across the battlefield and rushed to the rock-domed temple at the top of the Temple Mount, where he found the Ottoman general Nuri Pasha.

Nuri Pasha's face was a little ugly, very different from the fanatical mood of his men.

In fact, the war has developed to the present situation, and the discerning people already know that the Ottomans will never be able to hold the Mediterranean, and it is only right to withdraw to Baghdad to arrange a second line of defense.

Emperor Suleiman did exactly that, even taking out the vast majority of the transcendent troops stationed in Jerusalem and placing a large number of religious slaves there, apparently with the intention of delaying the Storm Empress with their flesh and blood.

As a general who had to carry out the delaying order, Nuri Pasha also knew that there could be no reinforcements, but he could only pretend that there were reinforcements in front of his subordinates. For the sake of realism, he deliberately arranged for the captain of the personal guard to run outside the city as a messenger to ask for help, and then "received a message of support" and returned.

"General! His Majesty has ordered that the latest reinforcements will depart from Amman and arrive in Jerusalem tomorrow at noon......," shouted the other party as soon as he rushed into the hall.

"Well done!" The generals in the hall were in high spirits, and Nuri Pasha also stood up from the command table, feigning excitement and waving his fists, but in fact he was quite dissatisfied.

For he had ordered the messenger beforehand that His Majesty's support "would come from Damascus and would arrive in seven days," and now that the messenger had changed his own initiative to tomorrow at noon, the morale of the city would be completely lost if the support did not come tomorrow.

However, in front of everyone, of course, he could not accuse the other party of "lying", so he could only say with a smile:

"Everyone! Next ......"

Before he could finish speaking, the messenger had already rushed in front of him, and the black light of the hand knife slashed down!

Nuri Pasha is a transcendent general of Lv.17, and he subconsciously wants to use his ability to resist, but the opponent's hand knife directly pierces his defenses and plunges into his chest.

The life force was draining at an alarming rate, and his heart had stopped beating before his body could fall backwards.

The surrounding generals hurriedly drew their swords and stood up, but the disguised messenger only sneered contemptuously, and waved the long sword in his hand again, and dozens of clones were separated at once, turning into a sea of blood, and the entire hall was submerged.

These generals struggled in vain in the sea of blood, using various abilities to save themselves, and in the end, they were still consumed by the dirty blood around them.

The messenger walked out of the blood-filled hall, her face and body squirming, and she had reverted to the pretty appearance of a blood girl, no different from Peggy six years ago.

"Peggy." Theodora descended from the sky, much taller and more mature than she had been six years earlier.

Today's emperors wear knee-high court boots, beautiful brocade robes, small crystal crowns, and golden crosses in their hands, symbolizing imperial power. Her long black hair falls down to her waist like a waterfall, and with her concave body curves and beautiful face, she looks like she is already the world's most beautiful woman.

In recent years, however, the massacres of pagans in Asia Minor have shown that the empress was not a fragile vase. When she frowned in silence, no matter how rebellious her subjects were, they were immediately terrified, and only the Crimson General could speak calmly in front of her.

Of course, the moody Crimson General is actually more difficult to deal with than the Storm Empress, which is not to mention for now.

"It's done." Peggy's chin lifted proudly, "The Holy City is ours. ”

"Let's not talk about that." Theodora said solemnly, "He's back." ”

"Nora told us that Mi'er and Mia had taken him and were now near the Aegean Sea, heading towards the Suez River."

"Him?" Peggy was slightly stunned.

Then, as if she had suddenly thought of something, the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling, and without saying a word, she turned into a bat and rose to the sky.

"I knew it was going to be like this...... "Theodora pressed her brow in annoyance, anticipating Peggy's sudden departure from the battlefield.

Let's pack up the work of Jerusalem first.