The weather is getting hotter and hotter, the ants are moving, the dragonflies are flying low, and although the sky is still clear at this time, it is estimated that there will be heavy rain at night. It doesn't take any celestial knowledge or a high-end mage to notice this, just anyone who has lived here for a long time can come to this conclusion.

At this time, the dragon knights such as Bradley and Van Mill were still in the capital, and they had been here since the capital was captured by the Quilt Brave. The whole city searched, the whole city investigated, and the entrances to the underground were found several, and there were a lot of so-called secret information, but all of them were of little value.

In the end, if you want to find out the quilt brave, you must either go down to the hole in the ground yourself, or make a big move and collapse the whole city, or find a traitor who can lead the way. But none of these three are undoubtedly suitable or difficult.

If you want to go down to the cave in person, on the premise that the king has been defeated as a ninth-order powerhouse, it can be said that it is very dangerous to give up the air superiority of the Wyvern Knight and venture into the ground. The underground dodge space is very small, and there are few escape paths, once there is a shock collapse, the dragon knight will have to die inside, and the current war situation has obviously been secretly intervened by other countries, and the situation is not optimistic. Although Bradley is a Saint-level powerhouse, after all, he is old and more cautious in doing things, and at the same time, he lacks the momentum of some young people.

Of course, if the death order is given, the dragon knight is also an imperial soldier, and he should go up. But the question is, the target is just a kobold, is it necessary to take such a risk in order to capture a kobold? to bear the price of a considerable dragon knight, maybe even a Juggernaut, and then just for a red vindictive kobold?

This is undoubtedly impossible, as long as reasonable people can weigh the weight. Even if he is the so-called spiritual leader, in Bradley's eyes, no dragon knight soldier is important, even if it is one for one, it is still a loss. If a kobold dragon knight appears, it will be a minute for them to become a spiritual leader.

And the collapse of the whole city is really too big, and the current situation is not enough to reach this point. As for the search for traitors, it is currently underway. It's just that the imperial people are usually arrogant and disdain to learn the dog-headed language, so they support a few dog-headed people who understand the imperial Chinese, and when these middlemen die at the critical moment, many things are directly paralyzed.

"General, the coachman is awake. Van Maier hurried to report. Some time ago, a kobold coachman was dug up from the ruins of the castle, and they recognized this person as the person next to the quilt brave, who was undoubtedly a key person.

It's just that he was seriously injured, broke another arm, and remained unconscious. Although the Imperial people immediately used the light spell to save them, they still fell into a coma and did not wake up until now. It can be said that it is a miracle that he can wake up.

"Go over and see. Bradley immediately went to the makeshift ward, followed by Van Meer.

Pushing open the ward, a soft white light surrounded the bed, and a bright priest was treating on the side. At this time, even Bradley was inconvenient to disturb, so he could only stand aside and wait.

After a long time, the spell dissipated, and the kobold coachman on the bed gradually revealed his figure, and at this time his face was haggard, his lips were chapped, and his body was wrapped in a pile of bandages, and there were faint traces of blood.

"General," the priest came to report, "he is out of danger and conscious, and he can make some inquiries. ”

"Can you just use mental hypnosis spells?" Bradley didn't want to waste time.

"This ...... Not appropriate," the pastor was a little embarrassed, "he's still too weak to be psychohypnotically counterproductive." ”

"All right, go down. Bradley nodded, and with a wave of his hand, dismissed everyone. He and Van Mill were left in the room.

"I've investigated you, you can understand the imperial Chinese," Bradley walked to the bedside and observed him closer, "You used to be the leader of a team of coachmen, and you were on the side when the princess was killed, am I not mistaken?"

The coachman's eyes were silent, and he did not answer.

"The man who can be the leader of the coachman used to be the liaison between the Empire and the kobolds, what made you put a good life and run to follow the quilt brave?" Bradley asked.

The coachman still didn't speak.

"It seems that you are also a person who is not afraid of death," Bradley sneered twice, "It's just that I don't know if you are not afraid of death because you have enough understanding of death, or if you have enough misunderstanding about death." ”

The coachman's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he glanced at Bradley, and then immediately stepped aside again.

"Do you know the necromancer, do you know the soul?" Bradley asked, "The Church of Light believes that its followers will go to heaven after death, and those who oppose the Church of Light will go to hell, depending on the situation. People who believe in other gods have their own worldviews. Atheists, on the other hand, are in a state of doubt until they believe that everything is to be proven, and that there is no one who has returned from heaven or from hell to prove these religious or mythological theories. ”

"But no matter what you believe in, the soul does exist, otherwise there would be no such profession as a necromancer," Bradley continued, "where do you think your soul will end up when you die?"

"I'll also tell you something, I also have necromancers under my command, and if the study of necromancy is really completely banned, it will be a loss for the world," Bradley sneered, "I can make an exception and make you a necromancer's test subject." ”

The coachman had begun to sweat slightly, and his lips trembled slightly.

"When you become a test subject, your soul is imprisoned in a corpse, and you obey the necromancer's instructions every day. You will feel your body rotting and being eaten by bugs. But as long as you get used to it, you can even easily pull out your own intestines to play skipping rope, and you can also pull out your own ribs as weapons, which is quite interesting. ”

Coachman: "......"

"On the other hand, don't think that if your soul is attached to a zombie, it will be immortal," Bradley began, "and you will still die." This way of dying does not mean that the corpse is unable to move, but that your soul is completely empty. Your consciousness and your memories are completely gone, but your corpse still becomes the necromancer's pet because of inertia. ”

The coachman's face was horrified: "You, you ......"

"Will you go to heaven? No. Will you go to hell? No. You will be a zombie until you become nothing. ”

The coachman subconsciously moved, trying to rationalize them.

"To give you an intuitive idea, let's ask a necromancer to come over and show you how. Bradley gave Van Memeer a look, and Van Mill understood and immediately walked out of the house.

In a moment, a man in a black cloak, holding a thigh bone in his hand, rubbed his fingernails against the bones to make a squeaky sound and let out a sinister sneer.

"I said," said the coachman, who even lowered his head, not daring to look up at the man in black, "and begged...... I beg you...... No...... Don't ......"

"Hmph!" Bradley snorted coldly, "Say, how did the Quilt Warrior defeat the Kobold King?"

"I said, but I was only halfway involved in the specific battle, and after I was cut down by the king, I was unconscious, and I can only say that I know. The coachman had nothing to hide, and poured out everything he had to say.

Bradley listened all the way, asked a few questions in the middle, and couldn't help but have a serious face at the end. It seems that the quilt warrior has mastered the magic array technique of considerable strength, and the technical knowledge has even been popularized to many ordinary soldiers, and at the same time, he can spontaneously use self-detonation attacks, and his will to fight has far exceeded that of ordinary kobolds.

However, the reason why the king was recruited was mainly because his princess was held hostage, as well as his own carelessness, if he hadn't turned back to save his princess, most of them would not have been hit. In this way, the kobolds are still less of a threat to Bradley himself.

It's just that because the driver was already in a coma halfway, he didn't know what happened next. At present, he doesn't know where the quilt warrior is, what mechanisms are underground, etc.

"Dad...... Father...... How about I call you Daddy?" for a moment, the coachman seemed to go back to the past. Before he met the princess and the quilt brave, he was called an imperial man like this, but now that the psychological defense line has collapsed, he is just "returning to his old business".

"If I had a son like you, I would have been choked to death in the toilet bowl by me. Bradley dismissed, "You give me a rest here first, and I'll have a task for you later." ”

"Yes, Grandpa. The coachman bowed his head.

Bradley greeted the man in black, and the two walked out the door. The man in black took off his cloak and threw away his bones, and it was Van Mill himself. Although they do have necromancers, they have to get people over at this time, and they are not so fast. Anyway, it was just a hint in his heart that Van Mill would just pretend to be himself.

"General, what now?" Van Mill asked.

"Let him rest for a little two days, and then let him go back, that's all there is to it. Bradley replied.

"It's just that the weather may not be very good for these two days," Van Meer replied, "and thunderstorms are expected in the evening." If he goes back on this rainy day, with his current body, he may all die on the road. ”

"Thunderstorm," Bradley looked up at the sky, "but it reminds me." The Thunderstorm Sky Battle Force should not take to the air, with Kevin's method, he shouldn't miss this opportunity, right?"

"Well, it's possible," Van Mill pondered for a moment, "but what can they do? Concentrate their forces against the rebels? The Quilt Brave is still being seen dead here, and if he shows his head, he will be looking for death." Could it be that Kevin personally fought the rebels? I don't think they can beat them, right?"

"Don't be careless, immediately let the dragon knight set up a formation in the air and disperse the thunderclouds," Bradley immediately decided, "at least disrupt Kevin's plan, and also allow the coachman to recover and buy some time." ”

"This ......" Van Mill was slightly embarrassed, "this ......"

"What's the problem?" Bradley asked.

"No, I'll do it right away. Van Mill didn't dare to question it anymore and hurriedly trotted away. In fact, his subordinate dragon knights have been complaining lately, and the reason is that the work intensity is too high. Of course, if you really want to calculate the workload, it's just a trivial matter, such as finding patrols, but it is this kind of small thing that affects the mood the most.

As a strong man, it is still enjoyable to fight seriously, and these trivial things are more and more irritable, but there is no end in sight. At the same time, the dragon knights are usually used to leisure, a person who usually works 4 hours, even if he only works 8 hours, it is enough to cause him to complain.

There are too many complaints, and low morale is inevitable. When morale is low, then it is inevitable that the work will be sluggish, and even mistakes will occur. But these grievances cannot be complained about by others, and the problem of governing the army can only be the responsibility of Van Maier. Now I can only train my subordinates again and let them work harder.

The flying dragon began to draw a large circle in a large area, fixed points, bursts of magical light came from the clouds, and the air pressure on the ground seemed to have adjusted.

Here, Kevin and the others stood inside the embassy, looking up.

"It looks like it's exactly what you think," Sain nodded, "and the Imperials really intervened in the weather. ”

Kevin replied, "With such an obvious precursor to a thunderstorm, they won't sit idly by." However, this generation of climate is like this, and suppressing thunderstorms back in the short term will cause a strong rebound in the future. From a magical point of view, the thunderstorm is a spell condensed by nature, although they broke the spell, a large amount of water element did not disappear, and when the time came, the thunderstorm took shape again, even more violent than before. ”

"With their approach, two to three days is about the limit. So we still went according to the original plan and attacked in three days," Kevin thought for a moment and corrected it, "It's almost a day, two days later." ”

"Aren't the Empire busy in vain?" laughed everyone.

Kevin wasn't optimistic: "If only it were that easy." ”

After a while, Ambassador Lou Baole came up from the basement with a document in his hand: "Kevin, your battle plan has been approved by the country, you can let it go." However, if we suffer any major losses, you still have to be fully responsible. ”

"It's a lot of pressure," Kevin smiled and took the papers, "It's the first time I've commanded such a big battle." ”

"It's all right," the ambassador patted him, "everyone has a first time, so give the order." ”

"The whole team listens to the order!" Kevin opened the file, took out the map and spread it in front of everyone, everyone subconsciously stood up straight, and the atmosphere was serious.

"In this battle, there are three major battlefields, it can be said that the battle line is extremely long, and our personnel must also be dispersed very carefully, please don't have any luck mentality, in a practical sense, we are directly confronting the Empire. Sain and Fett, the two of you in a group, first go to the eastern slope of the rebel main city to hide, and as soon as the kobold army arrives, immediately start sweeping along the perimeter of the main city. Jack, you're lurking on the western slopes, and it's the same mission as Sain, except that you sweep clockwise and counterclockwise. ”

"My Raven has detected a number of gnolls on its periphery, which I have marked on the map, and this is likely to be the necromancer's 'reserve', give it to the three of you, and sweep them all for me. ”

"Yes!" the three commanded.

"There won't be many kobolds assigned to you, though, but at least I'll give you a chariot. Don't look at the weakness of the gnolls, it is likely that the necromancer will be hidden inside, and you can only be careful when the time comes. Kevin added.

"Understood. ”

"Start, you are alone, leading the kobold forces to attack the rebel main city head-on. You can also take my ellipsis catapult, this battle can only be won and not lost! Do you have confidence?" asked Kevin.

"No......," Starter said, "

Kevin turned his head and began to give orders to the little spoon: "You are responsible for assassinating the city lord, I remember it is someone newly selected, the city lord who was obtained by wrestling his wrist on the street. There is no doubt that the direct puppets of the Imperials must be killed. ”

"Yes!" the little spoon was a little excited.

"This city is home to the Military Observer Corps, and it has been peaceful for a long time, and there is generally no high level of vigilance from top to bottom. However, there are also powerful people here, and many of the Empire's allies may be lurking in the shadows. You need to be careful. Kevin admonished.

"Yes!"

"After the assassination is successful, the people arranged by the Cotton Quilt Brave will take advantage of the chaos, and you will help them seize the chariot camp here, and then lead the kobold troops to support Start and attack the rebel main city head-on. Kevin finished.

Stadt nodded: "It's pretty much the same. ”

"Xiao Jiu, you are in charge of attacking the airport. There shouldn't be any masters and strong people in the airport, and you don't need to talk nonsense, find a way to blow up the airport for me. Kevin waved his hand.

"Yes!" Xiao Jiu shrank his neck slightly.

"Actually," Ambassador Lou Pauler couldn't help but interject, "the airship doesn't need a good place to land, just an ordinary flat land." If you want to blow up the airport, the most you can do is blow up some fences and some guard quarters. ”

"That's what I want," Kevin replied, "The Empire's control of the airport is equivalent to controlling all the external circulation here." The so-called airport only provides a safe shelter, and the airships will not be robbed. All I have to do is blow up the airport here, and then there will be no so-called safe haven. Since it's not safe anywhere, people should also be able to remember that the so-called airship can actually land anywhere. ”

"Yes," the ambassador nodded, "if they can land anywhere, then it will be very difficult for the Empire to control the flow here." ”

"Ambassador, you are in the center of the embassy, and if there are special circumstances, then use it as a backup combat force to improvise. And I, on the other hand, went to the capital and fought head-on with the main forces such as the Quilt Warrior to confront Bradley Swordmaster and his dragon knights. Kevin took a deep breath.

"You're alone, doesn't it matter?" said Little Spoon, a little concerned.

"We also have a high-end assassin who has been secretly in the dark, a teacher who once opened a strong training class on the street, a swingman, but his status is too high, I can't call it. But if he wants to, hopefully he can secretly assist me in the fight. Kevin said to the ambassador.

"I'll let him know, but he's not absent from a fight of this magnitude, even if he doesn't notice. The ambassador smiled.

"There's also the Dark Elf Ambassador, I hope he'll be with me, but he's better off acting alone as an ultra-long-range archer, so let him decide for himself," Kevin recalled from the beginning, "Except for Barak, who doesn't know if he's friend or foe, everyone has a mission." I still have too few people, and I've already sent a signal soldier like Jack out to sweep up. ”

Jack just muttered, "Why is there two people in the clockwise sweep and only me in the counterclockwise sweep...... It's asymmetrical. ”

Everyone: "......"

"This battle, once it starts, I don't know how it will end. No matter how godlike people are, they can't predict all the details of the battlefield, and this time the battle line is extremely long, we only have a crow and a parrot, and we are likely to not be able to keep up with each other. It's up to you to judge. Kevin looked around at the crowd, and everyone had different expressions, some excited, some very casual. But it can be seen that everyone is a person who has experienced strong winds and waves.

"That's all I want to say, the first thunder two days later was the order. This thunderstorm is all over the country, and the scale is not small, so there should be no problem as an order. In addition, although this war has been directly confronted with the Empire, it is still nominally not declared war, which must be remembered and clarified!" Kevin waved his hand.

"What's the difference?" the crowd wondered.

"The difference is, if the Imperials see you and he asks, 'Why are you here?' you shout 'Misunderstanding, misunderstanding,' and then see the opportunity and stab him to death, you know?" Kevin taught him by hand.

Everyone: "......"