Chapter 132: Cipher
I sat down at my desk, and there were five notes side by side on the table, and judging by the cipher on the notes, the contents of the five notes were all about the same. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
These are the five notes that I found out from the pigeons released by the inner rape after I found out yesterday, and they were all written in dark blue codes that I had never seen before.
William had been watching, and this morning, he told me that the man who released the pigeons had roughly determined the target, that he was the leader of a python tooth squad of the old fifteenth legion, Chinese New Year's Eve, who was thirty-six years old, that is, he had lived in the Carradia land for six years before the Order withdrew from Calradia, and perhaps it was during those six years that he was changed by the Holy King Leon and was willing to lie dormant in the Order for thirty years, just for this moment.
William asked me if I wanted to kill that guy. He said he had a hundred ways to make that person suddenly disappear from this world and never be seen again. But I refused, such a dense messaging is a bit strange no matter how you look at it, a truly qualified spy would not make such frequent contact at one time in a short period of time, this strange situation makes me feel that something is wrong.
"What's the problem?" William asked me impatiently, "didn't I say, Emmons, since you became the commander of the Fourth Legion, I have felt that you have been much more indecisive than before, have you begun to sink into comfort now?"
I waved my hand irritably: "Don't bother me, I have a feeling that we have more than one spy here! and that person is actually a decoy, or a temptation, and he contacts so often to see if we can find him." If we wipe him out now, it's likely that the other spies, or the spy behind him, will lurk and find our loopholes, and at that point, we will have an invisible knife hidden by our side at all times, and that will be the most dangerous. β
William stopped talking, in fact I guess he had that too, just not sure.
"And what are you going to do?" said William.
"How's the code, how are they broken?" I asked instead.
William scratched his head and said very depressedly: "I don't have a clue at all, although many of the codes were told to me by Sephiroth at the beginning, but compared with the secret notes above, it is impossible to form logical sentences at all, you see, this is a watermelon, this is a duck, this is a thunderstorm, this is a little more reliable in comparison, it is the meaning of the valley, but what do those numbers say, two-five-six, eighty-five, three-seven, five-one-three-one-nine, I am completely collapsed anyway." β
I took William's translation, and found that he had made more than a dozen translations based on a narrow note, each of which was absurd and illogical, and it was even more difficult to sift through them useful information.
"It's a pity that I don't know how to read the high priest's mind, if I could......," I thought hatefully, putting down the note in my hand, "don't bother with it for now, if our previous speculation is true, the other party is probably using some meaningless combination to paralyze and distract us, and to tire us out." Let's stop the task of translation, you just keep an eye on that guy for me, I want to know who he sees every day, what he says, chews with his teeth when eating, I want you to feel it clearly!"
William immediately forgave him, smiled and said, "As long as you don't need to translate, even if you want to know how many times he masturbates a night, I will help you find it out." With that, he turned around and went out.
"How many times have you jerked off...... Forget it, it's disgusting......" I shook the goosebumps all over my body, stood in front of the window and looked, and finally subconsciously picked up William's translation paper full of guesses.
"Twenty-five-six, eighty-five, thirty-seven, five-one-three-one-nine...... Is this the mystery......" I muttered, suddenly rattling the bell, and after a while, a herald pushed the door open and entered.
"Bring that Dorta here, now. β
Twenty minutes later, Dota wiped the sweat from the top of his bald head and said, "Great King, please let me go......
I frowned, "Why, you won't?"
"Oh......" Dota rubbed his temples, "Sorry, mantra." These numbers seem to have some mystery in them, a bit like a thousand years later, a certain kind of variant called numerical reasoning questions that always like to appear in the papers of the Far East called the public servant exam, and I need to look at it for a while. β
"Then take a look. "I picked up a report on the production capacity of the Fourth Legion's blacksmith and looked at it.
Half an hour later......
"Great King...... "Dota said with a bitter face, "give me a little more hint." β
I frowned and stared at Dota's face for a few moments, until the guy shuddered again, his eyes full of horror.
This guy shouldn't be a spy, if such a timid person can be a spy...... In other words, his cowardice can't be faked, right?
I glanced back at some dark corner behind me, and I knew that there must be a hidden Inquisitor left behind by William, both to keep me safe and to facilitate my deployment.
I turned around and blasted out the guards and heralds at the door, and then handed him William's scribbled translation paper: "First of all, you must promise me that you will never pass it out, and this matter must rot in your belly! β
Dota shuddered, then covered his eyes and said, "Great King, I won't look at it, don't tell me......"
I dragged him over, pointed to the piece of paper, and said, "This is the information we intercepted from the spy, this is the full version of the secret note, the first line above this is the known meaning of the secret note, the following are our guesses, of course you don't need to look at the following things, so as not to mislead." During this time, the internal affairs work in your hands will be put aside for the time being, and handed over to Vicente to deal with, and you can concentrate on deciphering it for me. β
Horrified, Dota took the piece of paper, looked at me, and then looked at it carefully: "This...... Actually, it's not hard to understand......"
"Huh?"
"Look, this ...... You say it's the symbol of the watermelon, which is the emblem of the village of Emilin...... Well, that's right, our village in Swadia was divided into many nobles, large and small, a long time ago, and then their family crest was the village crest of the territory...... This eighty-five should refer to the distance, we are exactly eighty-five miles from Emilin, this duck is the village emblem of Tishpordin, this thirty-seven, is also the distance, this valley is quite like, hehe...... Well, in our Dvalinburg dialect, the pronunciation of thunderstorm is the same as that of the Black Dark Order, oh no, it's the great Braka Order, ahem...... But the two-five-six, five-one-three-one-nine, I just have a conjecture......"
I could already hear the cold sweat pouring out, my hair was almost on the ground, and a chill welled up from under my feet, and as soon as I heard Duota swallowing, I couldn't help but say, "What conjecture?"
Dota thought for a moment, pointed to the two-five-six, and said, "This two-five-six, which is the fourth power of four, could it refer to our fourth legion?" As for this five-one-three-one-nine...... If you put it in Britannica, according to their alphabetical order, five, one-three, one-nine, so that are the letters E, M, and S, which are exactly ......"
Dota swallowed: "It's exactly the abbreviation of your name, the Great King. β
So the meaning of this sentence should be...... Emmons, taking over the Fourth Legion, is located in a valley thirty-seven miles from Tezpordin, and eighty-five miles from Emilin!"
I was stunned and looked at the spit of Dota, who was talking and spitting, unable to speak for a long time, and only felt that my scalp was numb for a long time, as if a fast-sharpened blade was resting on the top of my head and rubbing gently, and the hairs all over my body were standing up.
I found out that I had fallen into a misunderstanding, a very serious misunderstanding, and that was the relationship between Deep Blue and Swadia.
If, as Duota just said, many of the dark blue secret marks are the family crests of those villages or noble families in Swadia, then there are many inexplicable relationships between dark blue and Swadia, otherwise there is no way to explain the secret combination of the two, and it is more likely that there are many people in Swadia who are dark blue!
For example, the Prince Marcos, who died a long time ago, for example, Ruth......
If that's the case, then the news about us will definitely be delivered to Svadia as soon as possible, and then the assumption that I had guessed before, based on the fact that Deep Blue is not biased towards any one force, will not be established.
If so, the end result would be that my caution must have been passed on to Haraus now, and that the foreshadowing I had planted in Uxhall, the acrylic assault and camouflage, would have seemed so stupid and ridiculous to the Swadians!
I was chilling when there was a sudden knock at the door, and Vicente's nervous voice sounded outside: "My lord, my lord, there is the latest information!"
I gave Dota a hard look, and the latter immediately shut his mouth and took a few steps back.
Then I opened the door and saw Vicente standing in the doorway, sweating profusely, his eyes bloodshot.
"Oh no, my lord, the latest information! The legendary Holy Sword Knights of the Svadia Emperor Kingdom have appeared! This morning, they ambushed Xie Rena of the Haojie Warrior Regiment, and all the members of the two thousand Haojie Warrior Regiment were killed, Xie Rena was seriously injured and fled, almost at the same time, the original station of the Glory Knights, which later became the garrison of the Haojie Warrior Regiment, was also raided, and the 1,200 heroic warriors stationed there were all wiped out!" Most of the Heroic Warriors have withdrawn from Biglen, and now east of the Tespodin-Biggren line, all the armies of the non-Swadia Emperor have been wiped out, and the Knights of the Holy Sword have controlled the scene in one day!"
I feel so incredible, although the elimination of the salient team of the Haojie Warrior Regiment is a planned thing, but my original plan was to let all the main forces of Svadia in Uxhall fight with the Haojie Warrior Regiment, so that the Svadia Emperor will go to at least half a life, and its strength in the five major countries will quickly drop to the last position, which will cause chaos in the Central Plains and pave the way for my rise in the future, but in one day, to destroy and repel the Haojie Warrior Regiment, this is already beyond my imagination of Svadia's combat power, what will they do to accomplish all thisοΌ
"Knights of the Holy Sword?" I noticed Vicente mentioning the name, "Are you talking about the legendary Knights of the Holy Sword?
"That's right, it's the Holy Sword Knights!" Vicente said with difficulty, "Not only the Holy Sword Knights, but that person also appeared, two years ago, the head of the Holy Sword Knights, who had participated in the Anti-Japanese War thirty years ago!"
Like the Holy King Leon, Gaon is already a legendary figure, and has long since become the chant of the bard's mouth. Many stories about him are dyed with the color of legend. It is said that thirty years ago, Lyon rose in the countryside, and then has been pursued and killed by the Drua army, almost driven to the point of exhaustion, embarrassed, the 8,000 people who initially followed him in the uprising, in the continuous chase and drive, died, scattered, and when they retreated to the Amera region, there were less than 2,000 people left, and not far behind them, there were 9,000 black cults of darkness in the eye.
At this time, Gaon, who was still unknown at the time, appeared, and suggested to Leon to build fortifications at the bottom of the Amera Valley and fight a hard-fought positional battle with the Drua Church. While Leon was still hesitant about this suggestion, Gaon and the later herald architect Artiman mobilized his men to build a group of hollow walls out of wooden fences and rubble overnight, the forerunner of the later Fort Amera. The next day, the battle began, and the Drua army found that a low city had appeared on the opposite side overnight, and their morale was immediately low, and in the subsequent battle, the Drua army found that this low city was simply a cruel meat grinder, and anyone who stepped into it had no surprise to face attacks from all directions. In that battle, Leon actually defeated the pursuing 9,000 Drua army with 2,000 men, and since then he has gained a firm foothold. Along is indispensable!
After that, Gaon became a wise and brave general under the command of the Holy King, defeating 15,000 Drua troops with 4,000 troops in the counterattack of Fort Gruenward, in the battle of Fort Rende, he stood out with 1,000 strange soldiers and captured the castle at night, gathering and annihilating 6,000 defenders of the castle; in the Battle of Eldedig Valley, with 10,000 ill-equipped militiamen, he ambushed and routed 24,000 Drua elite soldiers; In the Battle of Fort Coolma, it was the first time that he took charge alone, leading the 30,000 Swadia Wild Army, which later became the predecessor of the Knights of the Holy Sword. Divided into a combined attack, within 69 hours, one by one defeated the offensive of 120,000 people of the three group regiments of the Drua Sect, and finally turned the defense into the attack, led the army to counterattack Suno, and directly singled out and captured the then Drua Sect Northwest Army Marshal, one of the three divine envoys of the year, although he was also seriously injured in the tragic battle, and his martial arts were all wasted, so that in the political change of Soanna before the second and tenth years, because of the loss of strength, he could not protect Soanna, resulting in his serious injury and deathγ
But now, this legendary character has actually reappeared, and he has also brought the Knights of the Holy Sword, who had disappeared for two or ten years, to stabilize the South Svadia region in World War I, which is undoubtedly a earth-shaking shock to my plan!
I rubbed my temples and said to Vicente with a wry smile: "An emergency meeting will be held immediately, and all officers above the squadron leader level must attend...... Tex also called it, although he was so badly injured, he couldn't be unaware of these things. That's it, twenty minutes later, I'll be waiting for you in the conference room below!"