Wu Xin was very uncomfortable, the test of his physique on the long journey was very severe, even if his water supply was relatively sufficient, there was enough to transfer to camels, this warlock who had no advantage over ordinary people in physique was still sick. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, he still endured the discomfort, cheered up, and arranged combat matters with the various wing commanders.

Wu Xin's mood was of course very bad, and he had been marching smoothly, and when he arrived at the city of Benghazi, Villefort's daily letter to report his safety suddenly broke off for a day.

Regardless of what happened to Villefort, or the messenger being treated as a meal by the creatures of the desert, Wu Xin had to be arranged according to the situation of the enemy guarding Benghazi.

Mistra was right, even if Villefort wrote another letter to report safety, Wu Xin would not be able to let his guard down.

"Will the enemy gather an army in Benghazi and eat me in one bite?" Wu Xin even feared that the other side was not just defending Benghazi, but was going to engage in a large-scale battle.

"Impossible." Kessler shook his head with confidence, "The head of the Secrecy Bureau is a reliable person, the Ottoman army has left by boat, and most of the supplies have been taken away, although they can rely on sea transportation, but this is the Black Continent after all, and any supplies are very valuable." With such a degree of strategic deception, even if they capture the main force of the Grand Duke, their losses are extremely great, doesn't Grand Prince Mustafa want to be a caliph? ”

Although Villefort was captured, Jones did not panic, relying on his old connections, he not only successfully evaded the arrest, but also steadily provided information to Wu Xin.

Kessler, who had spent many years in Austria, knew that the head of the secrecy was cunning and that it was impossible to fool him by a large-scale transfer.

"The enemy may be extremely powerful and able to eat us with a force similar to ours." Cassano's vocal cords had mostly disappeared, so his voice was even hoarser now than when he had lung disease in the past, "The Ottoman army has an extremely strong presence support. ”

After saying that, Cassano glanced at Sazastan worriedly.

"Ahh

"It's, it's so uncomfortable."

The demigod lich lay listlessly on Wu Xin's shoulder, he had no lungs, but he coughed like he had a bad cold, and the flames in his eyes dimmed slightly.

Sazastan has been like this since ten days ago, his memory of many years ago has been awakened, and no matter how he looks at it, he looks like he has lung disease.

But he had already asked for the lower organ of "lungs".

"Mystra must have come in some form, there's no doubt about it, there are too many people, and the air in the room is naturally not good." Sazastan knew why he was uncomfortable, "But between heaven and earth, the strongest is legendary, maybe in the Hagia Sophia in Constantinople, I really can't deal with her." But since she's here, I won't be afraid of her. ”

Sazastan lived in the twilight of the Eastern Roman Empire, and his long war with the Ottoman Empire meant that he would never use the name Istanbul.

"Who is stronger between her and the True Pope?" Wu Xin didn't ask Sazastan who was stronger than her, "If you go head-to-head." ”

"The true election of the Pope is not necessarily strong, but if he fights one-on-one, he will definitely win." Sazastan said with certainty, "The death of a true chosen pope is just a trivial matter for Dark Sun, and there is no hope for Mystra to go further if she breaks her hand, how much capital does she have to dare to go against Dark Sun?" If you meet, you are afraid of three points, and it is impossible to win. ”

Wu Xin and Cassano glanced at each other, both feeling very worried.

"I'm really not afraid of her." Sazastan realized that his respect for the goddess of magic had made Wu Xin misjudge the situation, and he explained in depth, "Just like the True Chosen Pope, I have the ability to hit her hard, and she can't be hit hard." Naturally, you won't be able to exert your best strength, and I know that you will definitely resurrect me, so what am I afraid of? ”

Sazastan has been busy lately, and he participated in another plane war the other day.

Although he didn't go to the lower sub-planes where he could kill again this time, Sazastan still gained a lot.

According to Sazastan, he helped a venerable mage, executing quite a few Muggles and foolish mages who helped Muggles.

He used most of the fate points he got to learn how to make a life box, although resurrection will consume a lot of spell casting materials, but it is not more expensive than making a death knight, Wu Xin can still afford it.

"But I don't want to fight the eldest prince, mother and son, it's really bad." Wu Xin said so, or spread out the troops, ready for a decisive battle.

"Then don't be impatient to come and pick up Benghazi." Sazastan sarcastically said.

"You're willing to be the first to come out." Wu Xin shook his head and expressed helplessness, "But our strength is small, and the distance is far away, if we don't catch up with an early gathering, we can't get anything." ”

The same distance is much farther away from the side that does not have sea supremacy than the side that has sea supremacy.

Cassano is also eager to try, and after transforming into a Death Knight, he has a new ability, which is just right to use.

In the end, what Wu Xin feared did not happen.

"Report to Your Highness that there is no enemy army in the port of Benghazi!"

Fort Stegrens approached Benghazi and found that there were no enemies in the city.

"The knight de Vrich has entered the city with a small number of troops, and I will send Scout Rangers to further reconnoiter the situation outside the city."

...........

While Wu Xin's troops were still about half a day's journey from Benghazi, Mistra was unable to convince his son to give up on dealing with the first infidel to jump out.

She had to perform an expensive ritual and get in touch with Ibrahim.

Although it was late, Ibrahim had not yet fallen asleep, and in the last few days, Suleiman the Magnificent had been very lazy.

He seems to have taken advantage of Ibrahim's return to throw a lot of state affairs to the Grand Vizier.

When he suddenly saw the face of the Sultan of Mystra in the midst of a pile of papers, he was of course very surprised.

"What happened so much that you burned a monkey-faced eagle?"

"Here's the situation, Hereddin is unstable.............."

Long-distance communication is costly, so the two sides did not have time to greet each other, and directly started to communicate.

Within minutes, the Sultan of Mystra had made the situation clear.

Ibrahim did not react immediately, and Hayreddin's attitude was not only angry for the Grand Prince, but also unexpected for him.

Haireddin's backsliding was a serious violation of the rules of the game in the Ottoman Empire, and the ministers could not change sides when they participated in the struggle between the princes.

The Sultan of Mystra was in a hurry, and tried to speak several times, but barely managed to control himself.

Fortunately, the Grand Vizier is extremely experienced in dealing with things, and he still gave the answer quickly.

"The situation of Hayreddin needs to be confirmed again, he is a sane person, this choice is too irrational."

"Your idea is right, we must preserve our strength, and the Tripoli group, winning the contest is limited to our interests, if you are injured by Sazastan, you will lose all your efforts, and mastering the demon princess is extremely crucial to the succession of the eldest prince, and there is no room for failure."

"You let the eldest prince come and have a few words with me." (To be continued.) )