Chapter 1782: The Tiger Father Has No Dog Son
Staying in the center of the Casa Legion, Xu Zhixin was no longer panicking.
Although Mistrio has often suffered under Pope Rien's hands and is very angry, at least His Majesty Ryo has been safe and has fought tooth for tooth until now.
This majesty does not rely on Xu Zhi's combat power, he can return to the elemental realm if he wants to.
Xu Zhi didn't care about the contract reward given by His Majesty Ruiou at all.
Lucky is free.
How much luck you can get depends on luck, after all, this metaphysics is not countable.
The nations are attacking at the same time, and with the link to the Window of the Wise Man, their respective battle conditions are not a secret.
Including Baron Fontaquin was beaten to the point of death, this situation is also presented in the respective sage window.
Mistrio didn't need to ask Xu Zhi about Baron Vontagin.
Hurriedly went to Baron Fontaquin to say a lucky prayer, Xu Zhi didn't know as much as he knew.
The generals and Mister Bama went to the front of the line.
Mistrio sat in the center, looking at the city in the distance from time to time.
As the battle unfolds, the tactics of both sides continue to appear.
Fighting so far, it is difficult to have many tactics to speak of.
All that remains is a forcible siege.
"Shanon still has an army of 300,000, and more than three or four million ordinary people live in this city."
"They have been saving for an unknown number of years, and they do not lack food and water, otherwise the siege will bring them down."
"Ryros is bound to break the city, but where did Ryan go? Could it be that you are cowering in the imperial city? ”
Eyes were closed, and Mistrio found no trace of the other party at the East Gate.
He set his eyes on the window of the sage, and from time to time he waved the command flag to communicate.
"Didn't you communicate with your voice this time?" Xu Zhiqi said.
"Since the last time I was yin by Rien, I don't know that old thing of the sage doesn't play telepathy."
As if hearing Mystrio's grumbling complaints, an old green-skinned barbarian with a wrinkled face rolled his eyes in the tent of the march in the Northland.
The Northlanders relied on numerical superiority in their operations, but this time they finally used large tools and added siege catapults, wooden ladders and other war equipment.
There are even several images of seized Greek catapults.
Mystrio looked through the Sage's Window, and after sending and receiving the order flag, he was idle.
"Did you go to that Tanu?"
Whether it was Ryan or Tanu, there was no difference between him and his purpose in starting this war, and Mistrio was quite concerned.
"In a fight, I broke two of his arms and one of his legs."
"And then, is there any result?"
"He would rather die than give in, slowly recuperating from his injuries, and did not confide in the information."
"Demigod ......"
Mystrio pondered for a moment, and felt that Tanu was the worst mixed up big man he had ever heard of.
I was so idle that I went to the elemental realm and was seriously injured, and I was bullied by a jungle goblin, what a wreck.
"Ryan must know the elixir of youth that can be three hundred years younger, I hope he can give me an answer, otherwise ......"
Mystrio looked at the jungle elf behind him, and if Rion's path didn't work, he would have to rely on the greenskin to explore.
At that time, he said that he had to be patient and cultivated, and he would give the other party a big opportunity.
"Hey, the gates of the city have been opened, and the general who guards the city has been hacked to death."
Xu Zhi's sudden voice interrupted Mistrio's thoughts.
When he looked up, he saw a great confusion at the fortress of the city that he had attacked.
Some of the Shannons began to kill each other, while others spun around like headless flies, completely unaware of whose orders they were to follow.
Guarding the city gate was the old rival on the Nokili Fortress, and he had no worries at this time, he could defend the city with confidence, but Mystrio did not expect that the war would only start for a few minutes, and this old opponent would be taken off by his own people.
An immortal light unwillingly circled, and finally fell towards the center of Ryros City.
"Is there a conspiracy, or ......is it something else?"
As Mistrio's thoughts turned, he heard a cry from the magical bird in his ear.
"His Royal Highness Bama counted the ten deadly sins of Pope Rien before the battle, scolded for several minutes, successfully provoked the rebellion of the Shannons, and pledged to surrender to the crown prince with the credibility of the crown prince and not to pursue the responsibility for the war, not only will he not be reduced to slavery, but he can also directly reward wealth and become a high-class citizen of Casa, and at least forty percent of the people on their walls have turned against us."
"Okay."
Listening to the long news from the mouth of the magic bird, Mystrio suddenly got up.
There is a special sub-skill in the orderly magic system, charm, which can trigger the opponent's defection through personality charm, benefit inducement and other means.
But it is extremely difficult to achieve this ability.
The generals stationed at Shanon are not cabbages, and enough prestige will allow them to suppress the morale of the army.
Casa's group of stupid generals obviously don't have this ability, and Mistrio himself doesn't have the ability to seduce the legions in Ryros City into mutiny.
As a useless son, Mysterbama's development in order magic has been a disaster, and he has barely reached the level of expert order magic for hundreds of years.
This capability can only come from one other means.
A special sub-skill of the aristocratic department, diplomacy.
There are many kinds of diplomatic strategies, and it is also difficult to play in front of the battle.
Mistrio recalled that this son had spent 200 million gold coins to promote the noble immortal, and suddenly felt that the money had not been wasted.
At least not the ability to waste firewood.
If he can enter the city directly, he doesn't need to blow up the city gates.
A successful scolding surrender saved him at least 500 electromagnetic blasters.
The infighting among the Shannon people, forty percent of the people defected, and the rest were in chaos, which did not even need to cost his troops, and he could occupy this fortress by relying on the manpower of Toucheng.
"Bama has this ability, and he can reverse the situation when it is critical, and he has a good confidence."
Originally, it was intended for Mistubama to use the blaster to establish his authority, but a successful scolding during the Armageddon may be more deterrent.
This is due to Misterbama's own ability, which is far stronger than relying on external objects.
The blaster may be a big killer that can be saved for backup.
"In this way, we Kasa will be one step ahead."
Mystrio waved the red flag in his hand at the Sage's Window, and strode out.
The speed of his attack was far beyond that of Baron Fontaquin's undead legions.
Among all the nations, there is no kingdom that can lay down the city gates and fortresses so quickly, and only at such a low price.
"Are you stupid, if people die, then there is nothing, you *****"
"*** Sensei thinks that after death, he can go to see your god of light, Baron Fontaquin will definitely turn the dead into undead, and there is no possibility of reincarnation for the soul."
"Knowing that he will lose completely, he will not know how to judge the situation and go to death."
“*****”
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As the city approached, the magical amplification of some of Misterbama's expletives could still be heard.
Xu Zhi felt that Shannon might have a problem with his tactical arrangement.
The defender of the fortress of Nokili was indeed familiar with Mystrio, but when he suffered a great defeat and faced it again, it was easy to lose confidence in his command.
The low-ranking sergeants and some nobles did not bother to study how he had lost, and how he had led the army alone against Mystrio for more than a year.
All they know is that the general was defeated.
When he faces Mistrio again, he will still lose, it's just a matter of how long.
The simultaneous attack of the five nations on Ryros put tremendous pressure.
In this case, Mistabama unleashed his own unique ability, relying on his position of power, diplomacy, and even his reputation for being 'kind' in business, and finally crushed the defenses of some people's hearts.