"Yes."

Moriarty didn't have the same good eyesight as his own staff officer, but he could also see the elite of the other side from the speed at which the Knights of his allies marched out of the city and the dense arrangement of the stormtroopers. To be honest, he has also never seen this "treasure of the house" of the Salk family with his own eyes. However, I have learned from casual conversations with Hamilton that the Knights of Windsor have single-handedly destroyed a thousand-eared monster regiment in the Second Punic War, and have been rewarded and rewarded by the royal family. In addition, in Clausewitz's "Transcripts of the Deduction of the Punic Wars", Moriarty also read a detailed description and commentary on this war history.

"Your Excellency, I think that, under certain conditions, this order of knights could already threaten the security of Olympus. Therefore, I would like to formulate a special operational plan for this. At this moment, Clausewitz suddenly stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

"You're as direct as ever, old Crow." Turning his gaze, Moriarty looked at the old werewolf with a gloomy look in his eyes: "However, with an ally of the Knights as an imaginary enemy, I want to know, while you are on the side of Olympus, are you also on the side of the author of the "Deduction Transcript", or even the position of Krulord's 'retired' officer?" ”

I have to say that these words are a real heart-wrenching theory. Because Clausewitz's construction is too sensitive, no matter how much he planned the battle strategy in the past, he was at least targeted, but now just because the Windsor Knights are outstanding, they should be placed in a hostile position to "plan", which is really a bit of an "exaggeration". So even with Moriarty's consistent mind of employing people and trusting people. It is also necessary to ask questions clearly.

"Your Excellency, are you worried that I will use the plan to 'open the way' for Krulord to attack Erathia again in the future?" Looking at Moriarty, the old werewolf immediately asked rhetorically, but he did not see the indignation of being suspected, or it can be said that he had long understood the sensitivity of his identity, and this was what made him feel helpless and incomprehensible.

"I'm not worried about Krulrod, that's what the big guys should think about. All I am concerned about is whether my staff officer, who has been abandoned and expelled by his army, still harbors a desire to return? Moriarty shook his head. Said the core of his concern.

And to hear this. Clausewitz's face suddenly turned different, as if he did not expect the other party to have such thoughts, but he did not answer.

"Old Crow, I think I've told everybody before. Although I am from the aristocratic background of Erathia. But the interest is not in land and power. The capture of Rheinberg is also a new starting point for the future and a part of the industrial foundation for everyone. So, in essence, I don't really care too much that Crould is going to start a new Punic War. And even if it is really launched, with the current power and stability of the Holy Alliance. Unless the orcs are in league with Dejia, there is no hope of winning the war and regaining continental supremacy. Even temporarily abandoning his attention to the distant battlefield, Moriarty turned around and said to the old werewolf: "Old Crow, if you really think about it, as long as you tell me clearly, I can accept it." And with the staff merits of the Battle of Windsor Castle, I think it is enough to make the Krulord military see your value again. Alternatively, I may also write to the Duke of Midamoa..."

"No, Your Excellency, you don't have to write anything." Finally, without letting Moriarty continue, Clausewitz interrupted the other party, and then unexpectedly suddenly fell to one knee and said solemnly to the superior: "As you said, there is no possibility of Krurod regaining the supremacy of the continent in the foreseeable hundred years, even if Erathia has suffered heavy losses in this demonic invasion war. At the same time, it was never possible for a 'coward' in Krulord's army to accept as a commander a 'coward' who had surrendered to the enemy. So, as a veteran who has nothing else to do, I can only hope to continue to gain your trust. As for the plan against the Windsor Knights, I still insist on what I just said, that war is a continuation of politics, and politics is always an inscrutable game of scoundrels. ”

When Clausewitz suddenly said this, Moriarty was also very surprised and overjoyed. If the old werewolf can do this in public, he will choose 100% of the camp, and it will be difficult to regret it in the future. Of course, most of the reason why he expressed his position so clearly and even a little impulsively was because the successive victories against the Demon Legion really greatly encouraged Clausewitz's fighting heart that had not yet gone cold. Moreover, the old werewolf is a flesh-and-blood male who is not willing to be lonely, when he is fully trusted in Olympus and has always been in power, over time he will never return to his cold and indifferent position in the past. This is the nature of a living being, and there is no such thing as good or bad.

From a distance, seeing Clausewitz suddenly kneeling down on one knee to Moriarty to salute his retainers, many of the newly "loaned" wolf cavalry on both wings were also surprised and inexplicable, and at the same time, there was incomprehensible anger in their eyes. Because this is a disguised "betrayal" for Wolfgang, the old master of Old Crow, especially since the object of the betrayal is still an Erathian human. However, they certainly do not understand how difficult it is for a true staff genius to finally obtain a stage that is completely affirmed and trusted, and who can freely display his talents and passions, after most of his life of indignation, and how it is worth cherishing firmly.

"Please, my chief officer, I know your intentions. So, before formulating a new plan, let's take a look at how the Knights of Windsor broke through the dense defenses. Instead of letting Old Crow wait, Moriarty directly mixed him up and said at the same time.

To be honest, Clausewitz's "heart" has always been a knot in Moriarty's heart in the past, but it cannot be untied, so it forms a faint estrangement. Today, he took the opportunity of a strategic decisive battle with the demon to unexpectedly take advantage of the situation, which is really no less than the great joy of winning the battle.

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

Gently supported by Moriarty, the old werewolf also stood up, and without further ado, he once again focused his gaze on the northwest direction.

There, dozens of Gogomos had completed their first round of bombing.

In the face of the demon's concentrated fireball blocking, the extremely high proportion of mid-level knights in the Windsor Knights immediately showed their value and tacit cooperation. I saw all kinds of aura of war duties shining together, and then a piece of cavalry spear light and shadow like a barrier pierced like a forest. And as soon as the incoming fireball flew closer, it was almost directly blocked and destroyed. Only a few hit the target because of the tricky angle or the fact that they couldn't intercept it.

Eventually, six of the cavalry squires were hit by Gogo's fireballs, and their horses fell. And under the charge of such a high-speed knight group, once the horse falls, it will immediately be stepped on by other war horses that rush up one after another, and in the blink of an eye, no one can do anything about this.

Seeing that the first round of fireball attacks had little effect, and could not even slow down the speed of the human knights' charge, Gogo immediately began a new wave of long-range strikes.

However, this time, before the demon could do it again, a huge headless "puppet" was suddenly lifted high by a middle-level knight of great strength in the rolling cavalry formation of the Windsor Knights. As soon as they saw this "headless idol", including the Goge Demon and all the other demon warriors who were desperately condensing the fireball, they were all stunned, and they were at a loss for a while.

It turned out that it was a specimen of a puppet made of the headless demon skin of Camont Dotliworth.

"The Skullless" - Archdemon Decapitated Leather Specimens:

After special embalming and propaganda processing, the terrifying aura of the demon Jidao is retained to the greatest extent, which is enough to produce a certain degree of intimidation and disturbance effect on the demon creatures. Of course, over time, the aura of the Great Devil that remains on the zài "skullless" will gradually be lost, so that the specimen will be reduced to a mere ornament boasting of "martial arts".

"Heh, the Salk family is a local wealthy family with a deep heritage, and there are really capable people under the door!"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the "Skullless One" in the Windsor Knights, Moriarty was also surprised for a moment, and then laughed.

Obviously, it would not be an ordinary craftsman who could produce such a specimen of a great demon. And it is really not easy to say that Camondotliworth, not to mention being killed by the enemy, there is no waste of flesh and blood, and even the head is different can actively contribute to the cause of anti-demons.

Suddenly the "Skull-Remover" appeared, and the demons were immediately shocked, and when they woke up again and tried to continue to fight back, it was too late.

The horses can sprint at speeds of up to six to seven meters per second.

At this moment when the demons lost their minds, the Windsor Knights charged forward for hundreds of meters, and they had already come to the front of the demon army.

"Demons, it's time to go home! Let me send you back to Hell! ”

As the natural head of the Knights of the Clan, Viscount Salk charged at the forefront with a silver hammer held high.

In the next second, the war hammer fell, bursting out with a large spark of electricity like snow, and the dozen or so little demons in front of them were burned into jet-black char without even having a chance to dodge.

Immediately afterward, one horse after another rushed up, forming an unstoppable torrent, which completely pierced through the tight battle formation that the demons had gathered.

In the face of the strong strength of the high-speed war horses and the long and sharp riding spears, even the mid-level horned demons would be lightly pierced through the body, but there was almost no room to fight back. There are even a few fierce human knights who rely on their horses, sharp guns, and strong strength, and even nail one little devil after another to their riding spears like a string of gourds, and even raise them high to proclaim force.

"Your Excellency, unless we expand the Iron Fist of War to the size of a brigade, supplemented by two to three times the number of ironclad infantry, it will be impossible to withstand the onslaught of the Knights of Windsor in a purely physical confrontation."

Watching the cavalry group of his allies quickly penetrate the demon battle array and kill hundreds of demons, but instead of slowing down, he pulled out an arc and began to charge towards the enemy again from another direction, Clausewitz was sincerely admired, but at the same time said to Moriarty. (To be continued......)

PS: That, like a silent is not the vest of a certain god, some book friends don't get me wrong.