150 Tongue War...... A bunch of bad old men
(PS: Our trumpet book "The Biography of Hong Huang Erlang" was on the shelves at noon on Friday, and the pen name of the trumpet is 'Liuxia Ximen', everyone who has the spare energy can support a wave, thank you.)
As long as the results of that book can buy milk powder for my child, this book will be free of charge, and I will continue to write it down without being fast or slow, and it will be used to hone the structure of the world.
Bye-thanks, bye-thanks. οΌ
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In the solemn hall, a young man stood on a three-foot square platform, facing the projection of hundreds of white-haired old men, filled with righteous indignation and generous speeches!
In front of the statue of the goddess of light, surrounded by flowers and holy water, the pious and tearful goddess knelt deeply beside the toes of the goddess, her forehead against the cold jade slab, and did not move.
In the outer city of the Bright Holy City, shrouded in panic, a small figure sat on an ox cart, gently shaking his feet, and staring at the Bright Divine Mountain farther and farther away......
"The undead! Do you know what the nature of the undead is? It's the soul! Necromancy is the evil of manipulating souls in merfolk literature! β
"As long as the canopy of the dead is formed, the lich in the canopy of the dead will continue to transform the dead into the undead! The stronger you are when you are alive, the stronger you will be when you become an undead! β
"In just three days, the million-strong army lost in Scammel will become a powerful army of the undead! But at this time, you have to choose to stick to the Holy City of Light and not go out? β
Xiao An's face was full of grief and indignation, and his eyes were full of disappointment.
The Pope remained silent, and a cardinal archbishop stood up and retorted: "This is not a place where everyone can speak!" The Order of Light is not the royal palace of the merfolk either! Fooling us here? We firmly believe that light can triumph over evil! Come! Get him out! β
"Get out?" Xiao An sneered, and suddenly pointed to the door, and several old men of the mermaid clan pushed the door in.
An old man said very seriously: "I can guarantee everything that Mr. Xiao An said, the scourge of the undead happened once tens of thousands of years ago. At that time, the creatures on the five continents were almost completely extinct! β
The archbishop who spoke was silent, his face cloudy.
One of them stood up and said, "Is the merfolk holding their hands too long?" β
"We are only here at the request of Her Highness the Holy Maiden of Light to explain to you what the existence of the undead is," a merfolk grandmother also looked impatient, "no matter what, the undead will definitely not attack the deep sea, and no undead legion can withstand the pressure of the deep sea." We're here just to help you! If you don't need it, we'll leave! β
Several mermaid scholars also had tempers, and immediately turned around and left.
The projections of several old men immediately spoke up, and reprimanded the person who spoke earlier, who was just an elder priest, and his status was not too high.
Xiao An stood there, let out a long sigh, his gaze slowly swept across the audience, and suddenly smiled.
He smiled happily, with a kind of sarcasm in his amusement.
"Most of the archbishops present who are in charge of all parts of the Holy Continent are not in the Holy City of Light. I think the position is quite empty, and it should be the bishop of the city that has fallen into the hands of the undead. β
The old men looked at Xiao An in silence, but a storm brewed beneath the silence.
Xiao An didn't care at all, he had to let the Bright Order send troops to have a chance to carry out his plan.
"I really didn't expect that the highest levels of the Bright Order would be noble and wise people who have a spirit of sacrifice and can calmly give their lives."
"Young people! You're so unscrupulous! An old man couldn't help but reprimand.
"I'm just complimenting from the bottom of my heart," Xiao An successfully drew attention to himself.
He took a step forward, "Sixty percent of the people present are projection beams, and sixty percent of the bishops and priests are stationed in various cities. While I can take a closer look at you, let me take a closer look. β
As he spoke, Xiao An looked over one by one.
These old men were all hairy in his heart, and there were many powerful beings among these people, but under Xiao An's gaze, they all looked away.
No one dared to look at him.
The Pope finally spoke: "It's good to have something to say, don't sell it." β
"Thank you, Your Majesty," Xiao An smiled, and this thank you was also a little insincere.
He said slowly: "Actually, everyone understands the truth, but some people can't see it clearly, and some people don't want to believe it when they see it clearly." After all, there are too many interests involved, too many changes in power. β
Xiao An took the Leng Feng Sword in his hand, looked around, and then found a blank wooden board and drew a few lines on it with the Leng Feng Sword.
"This is the northern line of defense...... This is the Scamille area, and this is the Holy City of Light. β
"Everyone thinks that it is the best choice to hold on to the Bright Holy City, because the Bright Holy City has six city walls, and it has an impenetrable magic array, a powerful Bright Legion, a large enough population, sufficient food, and countless sect members who are easy to manage. Is that right? β
Many people nodded subconsciously.
"Yes, even if the undead of Skamil City go south and create new undead through slaughter, it is impossible for them to really capture the Holy City of Light."
Xiao An talked eloquently, and a group of old people kept nodding.
Xiao An continued: "Then, as long as the reinforcements from the south arrive, the undead legion that has been consumed of vital strength will suffer a thunderous blow from the light camp, and the undead's distress will naturally be solved. β
Not only the group of high-ranking members of the Bright Order who resolutely opposed sending troops, but even the high-ranking members of the Sect who insisted on sending troops couldn't help but nod.
"If you know the reason so clearly, why do you still persuade us to send troops?" A woman in a gorgeous dress frowned and asked.
"Except for the Eastern Expedition to the Ancient Wasteland, the Bright Order should not have experienced a war for many years." Xiao An put away the cold sword, hugged his arms and asked with a chuckle.
His demeanor was relaxed, without the slightest hoarseness from before.
"Of course!" An old man said, "Under the guidance of the God of Light, the Divine Continent has always maintained peace!" β
"So, you can't make a correct response to the sense of smell of war, is it possible that the only talent who can use soldiers and can understand the battlefield has been put in the Ancient Desolate Continent by you?"
Xiao An unexpectedly guessed correctly.
And Xiao An didn't give these people a chance to shout at all, and said slowly: "What I said before, that is, the situation you imagined, is actually based on a logical fulcrum. That is, the army of the undead in Skamil City will directly attack the Holy City of Light. β
The archbishop beside the Pope sneered: "Isn't it right? This is the most important place for the Light, and the goal of the Undead Legion must be here! β
"It's too idealistic, it's too naΓ―ve." Xiao An shook his head.
"What did you say?" The archbishop's pupils shrank, as if to tear Xiao An apart.
"Didn't you hear me? I'm saying your idea is too idealistic, and it's too naΓ―ve. Why, am I not right? Xiao An was helpless, there was such a cheap high-level bright, I didn't hear his scolding clearly, and asked him to repeat it.
"Damn it! Come! Take him! β
"What if the undead of Skamil suddenly head north?"
The archbishop's words were cut off, and he was about to curse, but Xiao An's words got into his ears and made him stunned.
Xiao An's face was very serious, and he said in a deep voice: "All of you who insisted on sending troops before, as well as Her Highness the Holy Maiden of Light, can't bear the people outside the Holy City of Light being slaughtered by the undead. You all assume that Attila, the Lord of the Lich, will attack this place directly, the Holy City of Light. β
"But do you think Attila is stupid? If he is stupid, how can he easily destroy the million-strong army that you have surrounded and suppressed Scamill? β
"This ......"
Xiao An smiled and said leisurely, "I can tell you very responsibly that this Lich Lord is not only not stupid, but also knows how to tactics. The undead army in your hands can be completely controlled, which is the fundamental reason why you have hoarded heavy troops in the north, but you have not been able to exterminate the undead for a long time. β
"Let's put ourselves in Attila's shoes, what would you choose?"
"Is it to gather the undead legion of Skamil City as soon as possible, wave your troops south to attack the Bright Holy City, and then be hit by the Bright Holy City's extremely powerful magic array?"
"Still."
"After the undead legion of Skamill is formed, the army will go north! Fight back and forth with the undead army in the north! Tear apart the largest human legion in the Sacred Continent! Transform the human elite of the Northern Front into the elite of the undead! Let the two undead canopies converge, and then sweep through the northern region of the Holy City of Light! β
Xiao An said these things in one breath, and the words became more and more excited.
"At that time, the Holy City of Light can indeed still hold on, but you can only hold on to this area! As long as the undead are besieged, you will not be able to get out of the city! And the mighty undead will sweep through the entire Sacred Continent! They will get stronger and stronger, more and more! The Sacred Continent will become a dead land! β
"In less than a few decades, the undead will be able to drift across the seas and carve out battlefields on other continents. Unless you escape this world, no one will be spared! β
Xiao An's chest rose and fell, but a group of old men in the field were silent, and many of them were already covered with cold sweat.
"The God of Light will protect us!"
"If there is really such a crisis of annihilation, the goddess will have a prophecy ......"
"Alright, guys," Xiao An said as he shut up those who wanted to make the last struggle.
Xiao An said: "I have no intention of saying anything, nor do I intend to judge the gods, I just want to say that if I don't attack before the undead legion in Scamille City completes its rectification, what I said will come true 100%. β
"What evidence do you have?"
"Evidence? It's simple, just think for yourself, what is the main thing about the Lich? Is it to destroy the Order of Light? No, he just wants souls, enough souls to be enslaved by him, and he can use them to restore his strength. β
Xiao An pointed to the old man of the mermaid clan next to him, and the old woman said calmly: "According to our historical records, in order to seal Attila, the lord of the lich, the gods paid a heavy price, and it was Attila's ...... In the end, at the cost of his own endless life, the teacher completed the seal on him. β
The old lady paused, and then added two more sentences, "The Lord of the Lich at the peak of his state should have a power comparable to that of the gods, at least, if the gods could have killed him tens of thousands of years ago, they would not have chosen to seal him." β
A group of old men were silent again.
The wise man of the mermaid clan tried not to touch the sensitive points of these light apostles, and after finishing speaking, he nodded to Xiao An, and several people walked out of the hall together.
Xiao An: "Your Majesty, has there been a decision?" β
"The Legion to which the Holy City of Light Belongs......"
Boom!
At the entrance on the other side, two doors were slammed open, and it turned out to be a stumbling knight!
"Your Majesty! His Majesty the Pope! Goddess Oracle! Let everyone go to the idols! β
The Pope paused, and a helpless smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Why, he could immediately personally give an order and leave a strong mark in the history books - under the order of the current Pope of Light, the Bright Order resolutely went north to eliminate the undead and solve the disaster of annihilation......
The oracle came suddenly.