Cullius had contacted Rossi early in the morning and hid in the clouds fifty kilometers away from the army. He didn't dare to get too close, and although he was confident that ordinary people would ignore him, some powerful demigod heroes could spot him, such as Hogg. What's more, Hogg also has a main god by his side at any time, and Julius is careful and careful, and he doesn't dare to be careless.

Hogg was torn apart, and if it weren't for the Goddess of Dawn asking for the saliva of the Goddess of Life, which would have glued this son together like building blocks, he would still be lying in the crystal coffin of the Queen of God humming and chirping. For this reason, the goddess of dawn can be regarded as giving up a lot of favors, and also took some scarce materials she collected in the past.

In order to prevent Hogg from encountering such an accident again, the goddess of dawn decided to send him to the mortal team, and when she grabbed a main godhead, she directly promoted the only son to the main godhead.

Hogg suffered a loss, and apparently had a long memory, he was cowered in his luxurious carriage and barely even went out of the door, and from morning till night, it was someone else who went in, not him out, whatever he needed.

Rosie has been keeping an eye on this guy, but unfortunately he didn't find any regular activity, everything seemed so random.

Jettel also understood that he had a big hole, but then again, what could they do if they didn't pierce the sky, and Jerut only gave them two options, one was surrender, and the other was death.

Surrender is harder than death, especially for a fairly powerful god lineage, where the gods have their own dignity. Suddenly, the high gods want to kneel and lick, this psychological gap is too big, and people can't breathe. Moreover, surrender does not mean that it is safe, and do you not see those who are dependent, who have already surrendered, but are dragged out by the Jeruts to the front. If you can survive a battle or two, can you really guarantee that you will not die all the time?

On the contrary, the option of death is easier, everyone fights, the left and right horizontal and vertical are a dead word, great self-explosion, but also drag a few enemies to do the back, why not?

Compared to the battle between the gods, the battle of mortals is less important. The gods won, even if only one person was left to be destroyed. If the gods lose, even if they destroy Jettel, they will lose.

Jettle's army quickly assembled towards the royal capital, assuming a stubborn posture. If the gods of Jetel can get away with it, then they have a way out. If all the gods of Jetel were dead, they would immediately surrender and would not make indifferent sacrifices.

Tostai was obviously very aware of the other party's intentions, and the speed of the march was neither fast nor slow, so he spent as much time as possible on the road, leaving plenty of room to wait for the results of the divine war. He is determined to be the whole world, and he wants to kick the archon out of the game and bring himself to power, so it is imperative to have an absolute advantage in the army. The gods will not interfere in the change of rulers of the mortal realm, as long as it is not a great crisis of annihilation and annihilation, they will not even bother to come forward.

fled all the way, chased all the way, and both sides maintained a certain tacit understanding. Cities changed their flags, and Tostex's prestige in the country grew stronger by the day. Many ordinary citizens did not know the details of the war on the front line, only that Commander Tostey led a large army, all the way to the siege of the city, and had penetrated deep into the hinterland of Jettel. The growing number of admirers made Tostai flutter and his ambitions swelled like never before.

There are three commanders in the domestic military department, and the other two have no sense of existence under the deliberate management, and they set off Tostai's heroism, so that some rumors spontaneously appeared in some places.

For example, "Tostoy is so capable of governing the army, and he handles the affairs of the front line very well, and he is far more concerned about the interests of the citizen class than the current archon, and the next archon should let Tostoy be the next archon." Or "the archon's style of governance was on the soft side, far less than Tostoy's wisdom and decisiveness." ”

Rumors like these are very marketable, firmly grasping the hearts of some people, and worrying the great consuls in the royal capital.

Indeed, the level of governance is not something that can be seen overnight, and when a decree is issued, it may take three to five years, or even longer, to see the results. But war is different, it can be as short as three or five days, and as long as three or five months, and you can always know the outcome at a glance. This kind of achievement, which should not be compared together, is forced to be put together, creating a false impression that the archon is very incompetent.

The archon has the heart to save some face for himself, but no matter what he does, it will always take a long process.

In the course of Tostë's march southward, this momentum intensified and shook the very foundation of the archon's rule.

At night, the army that had just captured a city was repaired outside the city, and the march of more than ten days made everyone feel tired. General Tostey's generals gathered together for a small bonfire. The wealthy merchants in the city gritted their teeth and lost their blood and came to reward the three armies with a large amount of gold, silver, treasures and materials, which made most of the soldiers happy.

Eating the roasted lamb that had been carefully prepared by the chef and drinking the luscious wine, everyone present was a little drunk.

"If you want me to say, after we go back after this fight, we will launch an impeachment and let the commander take over the entire military and political affairs of Jerut as soon as possible. ”

The reason why rumors are called rumors is also the liquidity. The army is supposed to be a relatively independent and closed system, but those rumors still spread through the mouths of well-intentioned people. The general's eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked like he was overwhelmed, staggering and staggering, and it seemed that he didn't know when he would get drunk. He tore open the discipline button on his chest regardless of his demeanor, revealing his thick black chest hair, without any etiquette and aristocratic temperament, and he was a veteran ruffian.

Everyone present was silent, all looking at Tostai intentionally or unintentionally, this was a temptation, and they were not sure what Tostai was thinking now.

Tostai took a sip of wine from his glass, grabbed the lamb ribs that he had gnawed clean in his right hand, and fiddled with a few bones on the plate, "You're drunk, and you're starting to talk nonsense." ”

The man glared violently, his eyes widened angrily, his face turned red, and his face was hideous, but then he laughed, "I'm not drunk, I can still drink, come on, everyone, raise a glass." ”

Everyone was unsure of the situation, raised their glasses to the invitation, Tostai smiled and said: "Now that we are in the middle of the war, everything is based on stability, and if we dare to shake the morale of the army, military law will not tolerate mercy." Drink, get drunk and go back to sleep!"

Everyone was stunned and became lively again.

Tostey said it very clearly, and everyone's hearts are the same as Spiegel, what is the war, doesn't that mean that after the war is over, you can do that?

Rosie sat in the corner, staring at Hogg intensely, turning over the planned plan to the past and trying to close all the holes.

He gave Michael a look, Michael raised his wine glass and looked at Hogg from afar, "Lord Hogg, speaking of which, you and I haven't drunk yet, today I borrow flowers to offer Buddha, please drink this cup full." ”

Hogg, who was silent, was stunned, if someone invited him to drink, he would just take a sip. But now it was Michael who invited him to drink, and he had to give a little face.

There are more and more believers in the army who have awakened their apostolic status, and Michael has selected some people with great potential to expand into the Knights of Light, and the original team of 2,000 people is now more than 3,000 people, and the combat effectiveness has more than doubled. In addition, the strength shown by Michael should not be underestimated, and he did not hesitate at all, and also raised his glass.