Chapter 1383: Sleepy Jiaolong (6,000 words, asking for a monthly ticket)
"Hmm~~Ang, Hmm~~Ang......"
The poignant and sharp sound of air defense jingjing resounded throughout the city again.
The people on the streets of Ruman City suddenly panicked.
Pedestrians who were originally on the street suddenly panicked, spread their legs, and ran quickly to the nearest air-raid shelter.
The women picked up their children, the vendors carried their things and carried their burdens, the men supported them, or carried the old people on their backs, and the chubby rich merchants were also panting, and the fat on their bodies kept trembling
The men screamed, the women screamed, the children cried...... All kinds of voices came together and resounded into one.
The street was boiling like a cauldron, but the noise didn't last long.
After only a few minutes, the street that had just been noisy was empty, and the road was empty, and there was not a single pedestrian.
Only the stalls still on the side of the road, the steaming iron pots on the stoves, and the spilled baskets of debris, indicate that there were still people here.
After being bombed by the demons a few times, the Rumans are now familiar with air raids, and they don't have the panic they had when they were attacked for the first time.
In fact, although the common people of Ruman experienced the first air raid, they were still very insensitive to air defense
In order to allow the common people to develop the habit of avoiding air raids when they hear the Jing newspaper, the Ruman official also took great pains.
In the beginning, they also conducted two exercises, but the common people still did not have the habit of avoiding air raids.
As the capital of the Ruman Empire, there was almost never a war here. As a result, the people here reacted very poorly to the war.
There are even quite a few bastards who want to watch the fun. I also climbed to the roof of the house. I don't know whether to live or die at all.
This caused a great headache for all the officials of the empire. But for a while, there was no good solution.
Later, when an official was visiting the night market, after seeing a scene that Didu was most familiar with, he had an idea and came up with a very strong and extremely simple way to make a cāo.
They passed through the Senate and granted the city guards an administrative privilege that allowed them to follow the air raids. Fines on the streets.
In this way, even if those dead people don't pay attention to the air raid and still want to watch the excitement on the street, but at this time, as long as they send someone to shout "the city guard is coming", they will immediately run away in fright.
And judging from the next few exercises and actual battles, the results were very good.
Even an old man in his nineties with a cane heard 'the city guard is coming'...... Well, when I hear the report of the air raid, I will also throw my crutches. Runs as fast as a rabbit.
Prime Minister Russell has been in power for many years, and he has also promulgated various policies and regulations. But for so many years, he was only very satisfied with this one regulation.
And what he is most proud of is that after the promulgation of this regulation, the sports level of the residents of Ruman City has obviously risen a notch.
In just a few minutes, the civilians had already run to the nearest bomb shelter and hid.
There were even some brave citizens who stood at the door of the bomb shelter, craned their necks and looked at the sky, as if they were not afraid of the dark spell falling on their heads, of course, as long as they stayed within the red line of the bomb shelter, they did not have to worry about the city guards running to fine.
After another hour or so, a large group of black-sè war fortresses emerged from the thick clouds of the sky.
They hovered over the city of Ruman like a flock of vultures that smelled of carrion.
Green sè, gray sè, black sè, purple sè...... All sorts of dark spells flew out of the fortress of war like a meteor shower falling from the sky, dragging a long trail across the sky and smashing to the ground.
As the light fell, dozens of clouds of smoke and fire suddenly appeared in Ruman City.
Billowing gunpowder smoke rose into the sky, straight into the sky.
The undead in the war fortress erupted into a sharp, shrill and crazy grin: there was nothing in the city that could pose a threat to them.
These undead cāo carried the fortress of war, lowered their altitude without any scruples, and swaggered through the air dozens of meters above the ground.
The Dark Mage even leaned out of the window, searching for figures on the ground and using spells to torture humans, listening to the desperate screams and wails of the people before they died, which has always been a favorite of the undead.
But to their disappointment, there was not a single person on the street to see.
To them, humans are like cowardly rats, all hiding in their rat holes, and in desperation, the dark mages have no choice but to vent their anger on any target they don't like.
Let's say a beautiful house, an intersection, a statue on the side of the road, or a dog that suddenly appears on the street.
Under their cāo, the magic cannons on the fortress of war bombarded the ground incessantly, leaving behind them, a long trail of scorched earth and gunpowder smoke soaring into the sky.
At the same time, they slowly flew towards the palace in the city.
After a few bombardments, dark mages have become routine.
They will first circle around the outer city of Ruman City twice and carry out bombing and artillery bombardment. Then go around the inner city of zhèngfu institutions and the mansions of the princes and ministers, and throw dark spells on the beautiful zhèngfu office buildings.
Finally, stop at the top of the palace and smash the ornate building.
While the undead war fortress raged through the city of Ruman, the sweltering bomb shelters underground were filled with angry Rumans.
These bomb shelters have all just been expanded and reinforced, and they are extremely rudimentary, and even the air still has the moisture of dirt in the air.
Hundreds to thousands of people gathered in each bomb shelter, although the weather is cold now, but the air raid shelter is more cháo wet and cold, but at this time, there are more people gathered, and it is not very cold inside.
The people of Ruman hid from the dark spells here, and they watched the enemy wreak havoc in the city and were helpless, and the only thing they could do at this time was to curse the damned demons, the damned undead.
At the same time. The most common question asked by these Rumans was, "Where is our war fortress?"
There is now only one squadron of lightning in charge of defending the city of Jouman.
Although they were all extremely brave. However, it is difficult to form an effective combat force. Block enemy bombardment.
Their numbers were so scarce in the face of the sheer number of undead war fortresses that the lich sent only a few of them to entangle them.
Even, when the lich's war fortresses besieged them, they often had to withdraw from the battle early in order to protect themselves.
Seeing the undead war fortress rampage in the air, a group of young people crowded at the door of the bomb shelter couldn't help but complain again.
"Where is Lord Luo's war fortress?"
"That damn little white face can't be patronizing pickle girls and forgetting about us, right?"
"It's hard to say. In case His Majesty the Pope is trapped in the dragon ......"
"Don't talk nonsense. Hearing that these dogs were talking more and more outrageous, some people couldn't help but jump out to refute the rumors, saying: "It is said that the air troops are still in the Vatino City." ”
The person who said this was obviously well-informed, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Lord Lorraine didn't defeat the demons in the Vatino, our war fortress fought to the death with them there. ”
"When did that happen," someone asked in a loud voice, "why haven't they withdrawn?"
"Who knows what the mages of the Maple Leaf Danlin think. ”
"Isn't Ruman City more important than the Maple Leaf Danlin?"
Listening to the gossip of the crowd, the man shook his head and said, "You can't say that. Although we have been bombed here, the enemy's main air force is still staring at the Maple Leaf Danlin. ”
He said this. His tone changed suddenly, and his voice was lowered. With a mysterious expression, he said, "It is said that there is a manufacturing plant of the War Fortress there.
If all the war fortresses of the Maple Leaf Danlin fly to us, what should the demons do if they bomb the Maple Leaf Danlin?"
The crowd was silent for a moment, then lamented.
"Alas, can you only watch the demons play prestige?"
But now even Emperor Rudlun has no choice, I heard that the prime minister is also hiding in the basement office, what can they do as civilians?
The most important thing is to try to save Xing's life in the war.
Just when everyone was sad and lamenting, a child pointed to the sky and shouted, "Mother, what is that?"
His voice was not high, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
Everyone couldn't help but be stunned, and then looked in the direction of his finger.
I saw that under the clouds, more than a dozen small black spots appeared. They are extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye they have gone from soybeans to the size of a matchbox.
"It looks like a bird, it looks like it's a bird. ”
As the words fell, the dozen or so black shadows were getting closer and closer, turning into a dozen strange big birds with wings spread.
It's strange because people have never seen such a huge strange bird.
The birds spread their wings and were more than ten meters long, like the legendary Thunder Eagle. Its wings never seemed to flap, but it wasn't much slower than the Thunderhawk.
Moreover, the sound it made when it flew was unusually loud, and it roared like muffled thunder.
Everyone couldn't help but be extremely surprised, this ...... What kind of bird is this?
At this moment, after seeing those strange birds hovering in the air for a while, they immediately turned over beautifully and swooped down towards the low-altitude undead war fortress.
"No, it is impossible to have such a big bird, look at their wings, they are wider than the yard~!"
"What the hell is this?"
"Is the head obviously an eagle......
As everyone pointed their fingers, they saw a flash of red light from the mouth of the black eagle that rushed down, and then a ball of fire suddenly burst out above the head of the war fortress of the undead clan directly opposite it, and then billowing black smoke came out.
Everyone can see clearly, the war fortress of the demon clan was beaten by the eagle-headed monster~!
After being shot in that war fortress, he immediately changed direction and staggered to escape.
The crowd burst into cheers.
"It's our people~!"
"Long live the Empire. ”
"Long live the big bird...... nǎinǎi, shouting like this, as if there was something strange about it. ”
"yes, I feel it too. ”
"Idiot, this should be Lord Luo's latest war fortress. ”
“......”
At this time. The eagle turned nimbly. Chase the ass of the Undead War Fortress. Then I squirted it again.
A spark suddenly erupted from the undead war fortress again. It had lost its balance and struggled in the sky as if it were drunk.
"It's our war fortress~!"
The Ruman people in the air-raid shelter cheered excitedly, and many people even ran out of it excitedly, standing in the open space and looking up at the battle in the sky!
These dozen or so black strange birds, like sharks rushing into a school of fish, chased around the undead war fortress that had just been invincible.
Just as the Rumans waved their arms. As they cheered for their war fortress, white snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky.
The first snow of the winter has been ushered in for the city of Ruman.
The undead war fortress, which had been unexpectedly attacked, quickly retreated, and the sharp air defense jingjing immediately changed its voice, from short to slow, long. This is a sign of the end of the air strikes.
People took to the streets, their hands raised in the air, and shouted like cháo water at the fortress of war in the sky.
The squadron of Eagle fighters lowered their altitude, formed an arrow, and whistled over the heads of the Joumans, who had hurried from the Vatino after several transitions.
The pilot of the sāo bag even stretched out his arm from the cockpit. Waving the red sè scarf in his hand, he gestured to the Ruman people on the ground.
With the end of the air raids. Volunteer teams of militiamen, citizens of Ruman, and the families of the nobles were immediately busy extinguishing the flames, searching for trapped people from the rubble, and collecting the bodies of those who had died in the air raids, with a few unlucky people at every bombardment.
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and it didn't take long for it to become goose feathers, and the city of Rumane was soon covered in a layer of snow.
A team of professional corpses found several blackened corpses on the street, looking as if they had been killed by a dark spell of poisonous mist.
The members of the corpse collection team carried the bodies into a courtyard and waited for someone to claim them.
Unbeknownst to the busy volunteers, the bodies had been dead for a long time, and that they were not Rumans.
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The Vatino City and the city had become a huge military camp at this time.
After the victory, more than 60,000 papal protectors carried by transport ships landed at the Vatino, and all of them were now stationed on the outskirts of the city.
Lord Lorraine's forces were increased to 80,000 men, which was on par with the Semitic army led by Veraprani on the other side.
After completing the combat mission, the fleet of Victory-class battleships and the navy of the Jingling Kingdom left one to continue outside the Vatino, and the main force had already begun to carry out the patrol mission, to completely cut off the enemy's sea lines of communication. Fast gunboats followed the fleet as anti-aircraft fire.
With enough soldiers in his hands, a fully armed eagle division, and artillery of various calibers, in terms of strength comparison, the combat effectiveness in the hands of Lord Lorraine is already stronger than that of the enemy.
Everyone originally thought that with Lord Lorraine's unforgiving personality, he would definitely be eager to kill him.
The war fortress opened the way, the artillery washed the ground, the machine guns swept shè, and the Semitic people on the opposite side were cut clean with the momentum of ploughing and sweeping the holes.
Then he pushed back in one breath, killed directly under the city of Ryder, killed the undead high priest, liberated the occupied area, robbed the gang of traitors, and ended the war victoriously......
But to everyone's expectations, after the victory, Lord Lorraine has been standing still, and has no intention of pursuing the victory.
The Semitic army opposite Vatino also retreated for dozens of miles, as if they were waiting.
The cardinals in the city were quite puzzled by this, shouldn't they rush forward in one go and completely destroy the enemy at this time?
If the enemy is allowed to breathe this breath, and the High Priest of the Dead sends in new reinforcements to re-encircle the Vatino, the victory becomes meaningless.
But this uncle is like no such thing, he accompanies his wife and children in the Pope's Palace, and just keeps the army outside the city training.
After a few more days of patience, the cardinals, who felt that they could not wait any longer, took the opportunity to ask His Majesty the Pope for peace and once again knocked on the side.
"The demon army is fifty miles away, and there has been no sign of retreat. Don't be unguarded~!"
"yes. They should be eliminated as soon as possible. ”
“......”
Sylmeria smiled bitterly. These people didn't dare to say it directly to Lord Lorraine, so they had to come to her big boss's ear every day to make noise.
She didn't bother to care, anyway, she listened to Lorraine, and gave Mazovia a look, telling the old guy to come out and block the arrows.
Mazovia understood, shook her hands in front of Hilmelia, and said, "Everyone, don't worry. One qiē in the grasp. ”
A group of red-robed old men glared at Mazovia with fierce eyes, this old guy had become Lorraine's little brother after being around Lorraine for a long time, and he was no longer on the same side as them.
Lord Lorraine was playing with his son, far away from the rest of them. These people came to ask the Pope for peace, not for himself, so the lord did not want to pay attention to them.
And little Lorraine desperately struggled to escape from his father's hands, and a pair of small fists grabbed the placket of Vera's chest next to him, and saliva flowed out.
Mazovia only stretched out his hands and said helplessly: "But." The time is not yet ripe. ”
"Old horse, you just said how long it will take, right?"
Mazovia sniffled. secretly said in his heart: I know this, it was all decided by this uncle, he said that immaturity is immaturity, even if it is ripe, it is not familiar, you still dare to fart.
I know that Lao Tzu is a bully, right?
He shook his head and said, "You have also seen that when the war is fought, the shells are overwhelming, and the bullets are as dense as rain, and the ammunition consumption of the Eagle Division is strict, so it must be replenished first."
It takes time to make shells and bullets, and it takes even more time to get them here. ”
"It doesn't matter. A cardinal, who had an old qualification, waved his hand and said, "It's a big deal, let's pay for it, and we can just find more people to make transportation." ”
"It's not about money. Mazovia smiled bitterly, he had just been taught by Lord Lorraine two days ago, and the production of shells and bullets was not as simple as the production of swords.
Mazovia spread his hands and said: "The capacity of the ammunition production line is so large, the rear military factory has been non-stop for 24 hours, and it will take at least half a year to build a new production line, so we can only wait." ”
"How long will it take, what if the demons run away?"
"Don't worry, they won't be able to escape. Lord Lorraine stuffed his son to Vera, wiped his son's drooling on his clothes, glared at his son, and said, "I don't attack rashly, because I'm waiting for a surprise." ”
"Surprise?" the cardinals looked at each other, wondering what good things this master was hiding.
"Calculate the time, if nothing else, it's time to arrive. Lorraine said and looked out the window.
At this time, a staff officer ran in quickly, saluted with a "snap", and then said in a loud voice: "Ruman City is calling." ”
"Read. ”
"Yes," the staff corps turned on the telegram and said, "This morning, Ruman City was bombed by the Demon War Fortress troops, and the Eagle Squadron set out to intercept and shoot down nine enemy war fortresses. The enemy forces outside the city have broken through the first line of defense under the cover of the fortress of war and are currently attacking the second line of defense of our army.
In addition, heavy snow in Ruman City. ”
The officer saluted again, closed the telegram, turned and ran away quickly.
The cardinals looked at each other and said to themselves: This is a surprise?
Just when everyone was in a daze, a loud neighing suddenly came from outside, and a handsome silver-winged pegasus landed flexibly from the sky, ran a few steps on the ground and stopped.
The Silverwing Knight turned over and jumped down, rushed into the room like a gust of wind, waved a letter in his hand, and shouted: "The victory of the city of Delong, Cardinal Sandos has defeated the Emperor of Derossi**, and is coming east." ”
"What?" the cardinals were stunned for a moment, wondering if their ears had misheard.
Mazovia even rushed over and grabbed the Silver Wing Knight, shouting: "What do you say, say it again~!"
"Cardinal Sandos has wiped out the 120,000 troops of De Rossi in the city of Delon, and this will lead the whole army eastward. ”
"Hooray~!" the cardinals erupted in cheers disproportionate to their age.
"God of Light bless. ”
A few old guys even hugged each other and laughed, not caring whether the other party was an old glass or not.
Since the start of the war, the army of the Holy See has finally grown a face, and these bishops suddenly feel a lot thicker: in the hands of their Holy See, there are still legions that can fight.
The quick brain had already gathered in front of Hilmelia to pat the ass, bowed deeply and said solemnly: "Congratulations to Your Majesty, this is a victory under the leadership of Your Majesty." ”
"Your Majesty knows how to make good use of people, and Sandos really lives up to expectations. ”
Seeing the gang of sycophants surrounding Hilmelia, Lorraine pursed her lips and pulled out the blue flag of the De Rossi Empire on the sand table, and planted the golden cross flag representing the Bayer Legion in the rear of the Semitic army.
The Semitic army led by Veraprani was blocked by the Bair army of Sandos, and became a trapped beast.
Lorraine pressed his hands on the table, overlooking the battle situation on the sand table, his eyes were fixed on the small flag representing the Semitic army, and he said softly: "General~!"
Now it's your turn. ”
At the same time, he secretly said in his heart: If the old boy of Veraprani knew that he was killed by his pig-like teammates, I don't know if he would copy the guy and cut De Rossi, I am really looking forward to it. ”
A staff officer barged in and shouted, "Report, the Semitic army to the west is retreating. (To be continued.) )