The horse's hooves dug deep into the muddy ground, and the white horse on the left nearly slipped, but one of the guards grabbed the reins and corrected the horse's balance. The two horses snorted, their muscles trembling, and they seemed to be struggling with the broken road. If they could speak, maybe they would say, "We are also dignified, we are the horses of the 'Iron Fort' defense line, how can we be pulled by people to pull the carriage? Even if we die, we should be killed by the enemy on the battlefield, and we should not be made into a soup pot of horse meat because we sprained our thighs." ”

Of course, no one could tell at a glance that the two dark horses in front of them were war horses belonging to the 'Iron Fort' defense line. The horse's fur was smeared with mud, and it looked like the belly of the horse, which had not eaten for two days, had deflated, not at all like a sturdy horse that was proficient in short sprints and long runs, but like a stallion that had aged and lacked energy due to overbreeding.

As for the carriage, it was a very bleak-looking black-painted single-compartment carriage, and a thin layer of clear water and black paint had fallen off quite a bit, revealing the blackened single wooden planks inside. The curtains of the carriage were also tattered, and the northwest wind could easily move through the carriage. As long as there is a slight bump in the road, the aging axle springs do not play any role in shock absorption, so that people nearby can hear the terrible 'gurgling' sound of the carriage and the sound of the human body inside in close contact with the carriage.

The thirty guards surrounding the carriage were also dressed in the tight-fitting military uniforms of ordinary caravan bodyguards of the Van Empire, and although their weapons looked relatively sophisticated, their scabbards were also coated with mud or wrapped with cheap strips of cloth, which looked inconspicuous. The sturdy guards, one by one, trembling and sitting on horseback with their necks bent, looked around in horror as if they were wild ducks whose buttocks had been pierced by arrows, as if they were about to abandon their duties and flee in a hurry as soon as the wind blows.

The whole team looked lifeless, and the panicked, uneasy, and desperate expressions on everyone's faces were like a group of wild dogs who had been abandoned by their masters and had been robbed of food and had been ** nineteen times, looking so helpless and desolate. If it weren't for the weapons the guards were carrying and the fact that they were all riding a decent looking horse, some people would have thought they were a funeral party.

One of the guards shook his head and sighed suddenly. Snow was still floating in the sky, and the north wind howled across the hills and trees beside it, and his sigh was like the groan of a demon from hell, and the whole team shuddered. A couple of guys who overreacted even grabbed the reins and were ready to slip away. Fortunately, they found out that the person who sighed was their companion, so they avoided such a humiliating thing as calling out 'Mom' on the spot.

A weak voice came from inside the carriage: "Okay, what are you going to sigh about? We have been on the run for two days and two nights, and it is impossible for them to catch up." Now they can't spare any manpower to deal with us, and now they have to deal with the sinners first of all... Alas, who knows, who knows that the army of 1.4 million, with the iron horsemen of 150,000 bicesters, was actually eaten by the sinners... God, is it really that strong for those sinners?"

Sitting in the carriage was Oliver with a sad face. Now he has long lost the vividness of the past, like the arrogant look of an upstart. The whole person is like a bankrupt little rich man, with his head drooping, his chin in his hands, and two tears hanging under his eyes, helplessly thinking about what he will do in the future. If you go back to the imperial capital, that is definitely a dead word, maybe the mages of the 'Divine City' have already passed on the story to the Vanta Imperial Capital, if they return to the imperial capital now, won't those military leaders tear themselves to shreds?

Looking for Prince Andrei? His old man is now living happily in the imperial capital, and I am afraid that before I see him, he has already been arrested by the angry agents of the garrison. Even if the prince believes in himself, if he can't see the prince, it should be the result of being secretly executed and beheaded by the whole family. Therefore, you must not go to the imperial capital to see His Royal Highness. Then, the only way to retreat is to go to the prince's fiefdom, go there and hide for a while, and when the rumors have passed, then entrust the prince to say good things to himself in front of His Majesty, maybe this time the matter will be settled. His Royal Highness, the Prince, is still very influential in front of His Majesty, and I hope that he can change His Majesty's opinion on his punishment.

Of course, Oliver is not an idiot, he is not a fool, this time, he is too under-thinking, the elite of the empire was killed by himself four legions, even if the prince is influential, his punishment will not be easy. Also, you can only take one step at a time, as long as you can survive, then you are willing to pay any price. Oliver sighed softly, looked helplessly at the sky, and prayed affectionately: "O great god of light, Lord of the gods, bless your faithful believers... Let me live, and if I can keep my title, I will surely preach your teachings vigorously. ”

"Oh, great god of wisdom, use your deep wisdom to guide me in the way. Tell me, what should I do to avoid this catastrophe?"

"Oh, great god of darkness, use your infinite powers. The power of darkness, the power of covering, blinds my political enemies, confuses their minds, and makes them turn their attention away from me to the heads of sinners, and stop causing trouble for me. ”

"Oh, merciful god of life, your divine power has filled the entire continent with life, I beg you, manifest your great divine power in me, so that my life may not be taken by the evil god of death. I will surely be your most faithful believer, the evil god of death and the god of the underworld, who should not put their hand on your followers. You are in charge of life, so let your power protect me. The power of life will surely defeat the evil power of death. ”

"Oh, the god of notarized rulings... "Oh, the mighty god of beasts... The murmuring of prayers came softly out of the carriage, representing that Oliver, who had never believed in gods at all, had become the most devout believer in the gods in two days. I think that if the gods had the heart to heed his prayers in the free time of the god war, then with Oliver's prayers today, they should bless him to become the master of the continent...

Of course, if it were not for the following words, Oliver's prayer would undoubtedly be included in the liturgical code of the temples of the continent. But it was this prayer that suddenly changed the taste of the carriage full of sacred faith: "Oh, O wicked and mighty Death, wicked and wise Hades, bless thy devout believers, I have sent you the souls of one million and a half and five thousand people, and please bless thy faithful from the light believers." ”

"Oh, O mighty god of greed, O mighty god of ***, O mighty god of *, bless your poor believer. Please use a little of your divine power to save a poor slug and redeem me from that terrible fate. ”

After Oliver prayed for an hour, he had already read the names of hundreds of gods and goddesses known to mankind in the history of the continent, and then he sighed reassuringly and held his chin in contemplation again. The carriage happened to jump a little, and his head collided with the dilapidated carriage in disregard of the dignity of the nobles, of course, Lord Oliver would never care about this at the moment. He cursed in a low voice: "Those damned sinners, and that damned Gaddafi... At first, I thought that those generals wanted to eat empty salaries, so they exaggerated the strength of the criminals, and demanded more military funds and more conscription troops from the empire... However, who knows if it is true? It is really terrifying that the army of more than one million people, after being surrounded by those criminals, was completely annihilated in a short period of effort. Are they still human?"

Shaking his head, Oliver gritted his teeth and roared, "It's all that damn Ray, and that damn Jerry, and even that bunch of bastards under them." They went out to make meritorious deeds, but I had to stay in the city to the death, watching them continue to increase their ranks, I, I... I... Damn, why did they have such good luck, and I just wanted to get a little bit of military merit for myself, how did it come to be like this?"

"It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense. How could it be that our army had been assembled as soon as it entered the steppe, and that it would not even be possible for our army to retreat from such a close settlement. Well, there must be a mole, it must be a mole who leaked my battle plan... Ha, yes, that's right, traitors deserve to die, and I, Lord Oliver, will never be executed for the conspiracy of a few moles. ”

"Then, it's time to find out those moles... Gaddafi? No, he is already dead in battle, and if he doesn't die, he will almost die, and he will not be much better than dead if he falls into the hands of the sinners. So... Hmph, Ray and Jerry, you two damn guys, you must not want to see me make such a big contribution, that's why the traitor you planted leaked my military information. It must be like this, otherwise how can it be that you are taking away the elite of your own cronies? Hmph, you two despicable fellows, now I have an excuse. ”

Oliver frowned and thought for a long time, and then his face became a little more cheerful. He whispered: "That's it, anyway, I'm not a military person on the 'Iron Fort' defense line, and I can always find an excuse to say that it was their military people who wanted to plot against me, so they unified their voice and demanded that I be killed." Well, the biggest civil leader in the empire right now is... I should be able to use him to stir up the relationship between civilian officials and military generals, so that maybe I can easily get away with it, right? Hmph, anyway, it's not enough for me to be unlucky, and I don't care if he Jerry and Ray live or die. ”

"By the way, I also want to say that Gaddafi is a big hero who stands up to the sky, saying that he discovered the conspiracy of those two guys before he died, but for the honor of the empire, he fought to the death, so he was loyal... Of course, in order to be more complete, my words must be well constructed. Maybe because of my relationship, His Royal Highness can kill a few political enemies, and then I have made a great contribution. At the very least, the interests of that damn Lomat's father, his 'Marquis of Copper Mountain', were originally in the hands of His Highness. If the thunder can be destroyed, then His Royal Highness the Prince will definitely be willing to take back the rich profits from the hands of the 'copper mountain'. ”

Oliver thought for a long time, and finally got his spirits, he cleared his throat and roared loudly: "Okay, hurry up, let's go to the imperial capital." You go to the imperial capital in advance and report my affairs to His Royal Highness the Prince, and say that I have some top-secret military information to report to him. ”

Several guards raised their heads weakly, and muttered in their mouths: "Do you want people to live? In such a cold weather, you have to rush to the imperial capital in advance overnight? This road is full of mud, and the bottom of the mud is all ice, and after a night, the mud will turn into ice again, and you will ride your horse to hurry, so what is it that is not looking for death?"

The bolder guard simply said very politely: "My lord, you don't have to bother, when we return to the imperial capital, we can return to our own family and wait for the next mission, but you, probably no longer have a chance to point fingers." We are also unlucky to keep up with you, I thought you could let us soar, at least a small hereditary title, who knew that you made such a big mistake, and the Imperial Military Department would not let you go. ”

Oliver felt a pang of anger in his heart, and at the same time a deep sense of shame rushed to his head. He yelled angrily, "Damn it, do you dare to disobey me? Do you think I'm going to lose power? What a bunch of unfaithful bastards, and I won't let you go. Even if I am executed, I still have a few upper-class friends in the imperial capital, and I will let them take good care of you in the days to come. In your life, you don't have to think about it again. ”

The guards were stunned for a moment, they did have the intention of slacking off in their hearts, but it would be too unwise to offend other nobles because they were rude to a nobleman who had lost his power. So, they wisely chose to shut up, and at the command of their leader, the three unfortunate men sighed, picked up Oliver's anxious letter, and with little energy, instigated their horses, and hurried in the direction of the Van Imperial Capital.

Oliver's heart was a little more relaxed, he carefully considered his plan, and felt that it was still very feasible, so he racked his brains and began to think about how to make a fuss about Ray and Jerry themselves, so that their powerful relationship would work, and finally put the two to death while saving himself. At the same time, he was also thinking that Gaddafi's backstage was not simple, and he should make good use of Gaddafi's family. The young people in Gaddafi's family are very interested in taking his place, and if he fabricates a virtual military exploit for Gaddafi, he should be able to get a lot of help, right?

The entire convoy was shrouded in a deep aura of conspiracy, and slowly walked towards the Vantdi Capital.

In the conference room of the Supreme Command of the 'Iron Castle', Lei stood in the position of the Supreme Commander, staring at the military map in front of him, and his head was in chaos. Yes, chaos, chaos. The ambush plan formulated by Lomat successfully accomplished the set goal and dealt a heavy blow to the criminals. But unexpectedly, because of Oliver's personal incompetence and the ability of his prince's master, the sinners dealt an even heavier, unbearable blow to the coalition army.

The annihilation of the four elite legions of the Vatican Empire in a structured manner actually means that the entire 'Iron Fortress' defense line has lost fifty percent of its combat strength except for the garrison of the 'Divine City'. Among the sinners, the strength of the human race alone can be compared to the garrison of the 'Divine City', while the other armies are simply unable to resist the large-scale attack of orcs, dwarves, elves, and the demonic beasts they have tamed. In positional warfare, a low-level orc can deal with at least five or more ordinary soldiers of the coalition army, which is not at the same level of combat effectiveness.

Therefore, the defense line of the 'Iron Fort' is now in chaos. Although under the strong suppression of Lei and other generals, the soldiers still returned to their posts, but except for the soldiers of the elite troops of the Van Empire, the other soldiers were simply like walking corpses, except for obeying the orders of their superiors, they had completely lost their combat effectiveness and confidence in victory. The entire defense line was shrouded in the horror of the coming of the apocalypse, in fact, except for the garrison of the 'Divine City' and the warriors of the Dragon, Silver Wolf, and Flying Phoenix Legion, the other armies could no longer be counted in the list of combatants.

At the same time, rumors spread from nowhere, saying that Oliver was a traitor to the people, that there were traitors among the high-ranking officers of the high command, and so on. This is the most troublesome place for Ray, because of the rumors of the soldiers, and even the distrust between the commanders of several countries, if this continues, without the sinners to attack, this defense line will collapse on its own. The garrison generals of the 'Divine City' were also busy with the serious injuries of Hart and the other twelve people, they were busy restraining their subordinate troops, where could they bother to pay attention to those coalition soldiers?

Looking at the map in front of him, Ray finally sat down tiredly, he had done his best, he, Jerry, Lomat and others had already given all their abilities to straighten out the current army. However, who knows what the effect will be? The only thing that can be hoped for is that the imperial capital's backup will arrive soon, and the imperial capital will quickly convey the order.