After listening to Edwood's passionate speech, all the lichs were suddenly shocked, and they raised their heads and looked at each other, and they could see each other's hearts.

They are like students who have just been fooled by a MLM instructor and find that what Edwood said makes sense.

At this time, Edwood, seeing their intentions, immediately agitated like a reed, and added another voice that was hoarse and unpleasant, but to the ears of the undead, but full of seduction: "Brothers, brothers, think about it.

If according to the original plan, our purpose was only to retaliate against the actions of Lorraine, to attack the enemy's vital facilities and to delay the enemy's combat readiness.

Although all the councillors are elites of our race, don't forget jì, after all, we are too few people, how useful can we send Chapter 1062 to encircle (ask for a monthly ticket) with only a dozen of us?

The human continent is three times the size of ours, and the population is five or six times that of us. All of us together are not as good as a division.

Not to mention, they also have powerful paladins, as many priests and priests as a cow. As soon as we reveal our whereabouts, they pounce on them from all directions like mad dogs・・・・・・"

Someone next to him couldn't help but snort coldly.

Edwood couldn't help but feel a palpitation.

He suddenly realized that while his words were not wrong, such remarks were 'inappropriate to exaggerate and spread the strength of the enemy in an attempt to shake the firm faith of the undead.' Shiying is a malicious rumor, once someone sues him in the Dark Council, he will have to take off a layer of skin even if he doesn't die.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly changed his words and said, "Although the light will be extinguished, the darkness will always cover the earth. However, the situation at this stage is that the enemy is strong and we are weak. We can't afford not to be cautious about taking a long-term view. Only in this way can we maximize our role. ”

The lichs next to them glanced at each other, but did not say anything.

Edwood looked at a few lichs whose eyes were still flickering, and he hesitated a little, and immediately added: "At the beginning, that extremely despicable, unashamed of the 10062 chapter siege (asking for a monthly pass), and the obscene Lorraine went to the Semitic side instead of directly pulling out his sword and slashing at us, choosing to confront us, but lurking and then wreaking havoc, didn't he?"

The lichs nodded their heads secretly.

Even Hylot, who didn't like Edwood, had to admit that what Edwood said made sense.

Although in the official propaganda, Lord Luo was portrayed as extremely despicable and shameless, but they had to admit that Lord Luo's troubles in the Semitic tribe were indeed very beautiful, and the black smoke miasma tossed by the Semitic people caused huge and immeasurable losses.

Edwood said, "Are you just willing to deal with some small fish and shrimp?" ”

The lichs shook their heads at the same time.

"Yes, if you want to do it, let's do it. Edwood said impassionedly: "At least it can't be worse than that bastard in Lorraine~!"

If we don't make as much trouble in the Terran Continent as Lorraine, what will the world think of us?"

Heros and the lich both grimaced and nodded.

They didn't just come here to wreak havoc. In a sense, it is also to take revenge on Lorraine for the destruction of the Semitic tribe in the first place.

You know, Lorraine has turned the world upside down on their turf.

Under the same conditions, if they end up just having a small fight, not only will they not have the effect of retaliation, but they will even be ridiculed by the other party, and when they go back, they will also be ridiculed by their peers.

Even ridiculed by everyone~!

"But just a few of us can't cut off Lorraine's supply lines. One of the lichs looked around and whispered.

When the lichs heard his words, they were shocked, and then they woke up from that sweet dream: yes, the supply line of the 500,000 army will definitely be heavily protected, but they will not destroy it when they say it.

The lichs shook their heads again, rejoicing too soon.

Edwood looked at his peers with contempt and said, "Before this happens, can you imagine that a mere human can destroy more than a dozen of our war fortresses, and can force the high priest who has not done anything for hundreds of years to make a special move?"

The lichs were stunned at the same time.

If someone had said that to them before, they would have scoffed at it, and then a big mouth would have pulled it over to sober the thing up.

Looting more than a dozen war fortresses, escaping the siege and interception of countless lichs, and finally even the dignified high priest returned, this grandmother is no longer a human, but a legend in the mouth of the bards. And it's still a loss, there is an egg to pull, otherwise it would have flown without a shadow a long time ago.

But......

But these things, those things that seem to all of them to be impossible, Lorraine have done them all~!

Thinking of this, they couldn't help but fall silent.

Afterwards, they also had analysis and research, and came to the conclusion that the strength of the Lorraine man was not strong, and the most fundamental reason for this was because of his wits and proper strategy.

It's something in the middle of something, something outside of something. Teasing everyone like walking a dog, playing with the palms.

At this time, Edwood waved his hand heavily and said decisively: "Gentlemen, the more impossible things are, the more we must do them."

Even we ourselves think it's impossible, what will the enemy think?"

"Surprise~!" someone followed.

"Yes~!" Edwood smiled leisurely, clasped his hands, and said proudly: "Under my planning, it is difficult to realize this plan, but it is not impossible. You see・・・・・・"

Edwood leaned over, pointed to the map with his hand, and said, "There are several key points on the enemy's supply routes.

For example, Edin Island, which is an intermediate station on the enemy's ocean transport line, is a safe haven. If the enemy loses the island of Edin, the efficiency of sea transportation decreases.

There were also several coastal ports, scattered in countries such as the Ruman Empire, which were the departure ports for the enemy's grain and forage, and the harbors were stockpiled with large quantities of food supplies waiting to be shipped to Almohad.

We don't even need to destroy, just disrupt the normal order of these places, and we can achieve the goal of cutting off the enemy's supplies. ”

Edwood bent down, took out a thick stack of Wen Jiàn from the box, slapped it on the table with a "snap", and said, "I have completely convinced General Haddou." He cooperated with our actions in unison. If it were us, it might not be possible to move an inch in human society. After all, there are temples of the Holy See of Light all over the place, and their eyes are everywhere.

But it's not the same with the cooperation of the locals. These are forged identities that will help you navigate the continent. Of course, the premise is that you don't reveal your identity voluntarily.

At our destination, we were met by a lurker arranged by Haddou to assist in our operations. In this way, it can be said that it is foolproof. ”

After saying that, Edwood looked at them with his hands behind his back and an unfathomable expression, admiring the look of surprise and joy on their faces.

The lichs certainly couldn't have imagined that Edwood had already laid out the whole plan, and it sounded like there was a good chance of success.

The lichs had to look at Edwood with fresh eyes, and Edwood had a reputation for arrogance and arrogance, with a problematic personality and poor popularity among the lichs.

To the surprise of the lich, Edwood had some real stuff in his head, and it wasn't just carrion.

Edwood, of course, would not tell them that this plan was actually made by Haddou.

From making plans, to arranging targets, to undermanship, Haddu was all in charge of everything - as soon as he received the news that Lao He's troops were going to cross the sea, he had already begun to make arrangements.

And Edwood just sat back and reaped the benefits.

However, in front of the lichs, Edwood took all the credit for himself.

Edwood knew that if he showed his strength in strategy, he would be appreciated by the High Priest of the Dead.

For a long time, there has been no shortage of brilliant figures among the Lich. It can be said that the IQ of this group is one of the highest in the world.

However, the lichs are all research talents who are not familiar with worldly affairs, and they lack political and military masters.

It's like Albert Einstein, or Stephen Hawking, they're all flashy characters, but you let them try to fight in groups?

Especially Stephen Hawking, you can knock out a three-year-old child casually.

This situation is a headache for the High Priest of the Undead.

The High Priest of the Dead himself is not very proficient in politics. And the economic and military aspects are even more not.

The backbone of the Semitic rule by the High Priest of the Dead is none other than the powerful dark mages and lichs in their hands.

The lich's shortcomings in worldly affairs forced the High Priest of the Undead to rely on the royal nobles of the Semitic race, but the High Priest of the Undead did not believe in them.

Of course, he knew that the nobles of the Semitic tribe drank wine and soaked in chicks every day, and they were more happy than the gods. I won't be willing to die for him at all.

Although he was respectful to him on the surface, there were a lot of small actions in private. There are even those who are secretly plotting against him.

But no matter how great the High Priest of the Dead is, he can only turn a blind eye to this.

Kalimdor, the undead high priest, did not trust the Semites, but had to rely on them. If he kills them all, who will work for him?

None of his lichs knew how to collect taxes, how to run cities, how to raise armies, and how to lead armies into battle.

Naturally, the Lichs knew that the High Priest of the Dead had a high regard for Lichs with managerial and military talents. But there really isn't such a talent among the lichs.

And because of the low magic power of those talents, when they transform into lich or necromantic knights, the failure rate is extremely high, and even if they succeed, they basically become idiots.

Edwood is favored not only because of his doctorate title of Maple Leaf Danlin′, but also because his brain is more flexible than other lichs. He often walks around among humans and knows more about ordinary people's affairs.

Behind closed doors to study spells, no matter how powerful they are, the undead high priest is not uncommon, and he grabs a lot of this kind of person.

It is conceivable that as long as this mission is completed well, Edwood will naturally be reused by the High Priest of the Undead after he returns.

For Edwood, this small measure is not worth mentioning compared to the position of one person and above ten thousand.

His ultimate goal is the position of the First Priest next to the High Priest of the Dead, and although this goal seems quite distant, the life span of the Lich is infinite anyway, and for this purpose, he can take his time.

Of course, Edwood didn't think that he would be able to conceive such a simple strategy that Harddou had come up with, but that his old man's energy was not in this area.

He has self-confidence, learns by doing, and he can be a strategist as well. Become the right-hand man of the High Priest of the Dead.

Seeing that Edwood was so well prepared, and even the false identities were already prepared for them, the lichs deliberated for a while, and quickly took care of them and nodded, "Okay, just do as you say." ”

In this kind of thing, the lichs are too lazy to use their brains.

Edwood smiled triumphantly.

Almohads South, Nadaux Province.

The commanders of the 25th Legion of the Holy See, Delphi and Archbishop Kalambaka, leaned on their glasses and looked silently at the city ahead.

The roar of artillery drowned out a dull explosion that echoed across the ground.

The flames and smoke from the explosion covered the city. Countless black smoke rose into the sky, straight into the sky. The knight rode to the high ground where the Archbishop of Kalambaka was, saluted the commander of the war zone, Gang Zhimeng = Palmer, and said in a loud voice: "Report to the commander, the preparations are complete." ”

General Palmer nodded, glancing back at the Legion Commanders behind him.

All eyes fell on him at the moment.

Palmer waved his hand decisively and said, "Attack~!"

The roaring trumpets sounded.

The phalanx of peacekeepers marched steadily towards the crumbling walls of the city.

There were ditches dug outside the town, but they were more of a few large pits than trenches.

The general of the Southern Army who presided over this place obviously did not have the skills of Elierda, the defender of Desai City, although the scale of the city was larger than that of Desai City, but the defense system was much weaker than that of Desai City.

The soldiers of the peacekeeping force quickly approached the big pit, and then jumped in without hesitation to continue, and the soldiers of the Southern Army who had been deployed here in front of them turned around and ran away.

Seeing that the soldiers crossed the pit without hindrance, Archbishop Kalambaka couldn't help but say "yes".

The situation in Desai Lorraine has been sent to all the officers and soldiers, and there are some worries about the trench defense system, and the generals of the peacekeeping force.

The expected resistance did not appear, and the officers and men of the peacekeeping force breathed a sigh of relief.

The morale of the soldiers in front of them was shocked, and they quickly approached the city wall and rushed through the gap opened by the artillery, and in an instant, shouts of killing rang out to the sky.

The officers who were watching the battle in the back put away their binoculars in a bit of a frustration, since they had already entered the city, with the strong strength of Lao He's troops, it was only a snap of their fingers to take this small city.

Sure enough, soon a flag of the peacekeeping force appeared in the city, and immediately after, a tidal wave of cheers rang out.

That means the peacekeepers have taken the entire city.

By the time Palmer and the others walked into the city, the soldiers had already begun to clean up the battlefield.

The area near the city walls has been bombarded by artillery and has been reduced to rubble, but the interior of the city is still well preserved.

The Confederate prisoners were escorted by soldiers from the peacekeeping force past Palmer and others, where they were to be taken to a prisoner of war camp outside the city, where they would be processed.

Looking at these ragged soldiers of the Southern Army, Palmer frowned, these soldiers really did not look like the regular army of the Southern Army.

The clothes on his body were tattered, although they were dirty and torn, it could still be seen that this was the summer dress of the Southern Army. And by this time it was already autumn.

At the corner of the street were weapons dropped by the Southern Army, piled up as high as a hill. All were rough and cheap spears, most of which had long hairy tips that had rusted.

These captured soldiers of the Southern Army also did not have the spirit of a soldier at all, and looked more like farmers plowing the land.

They looked at the soldiers of the peacekeeping force with a wince, obviously very frightened.

Palmer's horsewhip pointed at a passing minor officer of the Confederate Army and ordered, "Let him come." ”

The soldiers of the peacekeepers next to him agreed, and then rushed viciously, dragging him like a chicken to Palmer's horse.

This guy turned pale with fright, and cold sweat flowed instantly, and he stood trembling in front of Palmer.

Palmer looked him up and down, the petty officer more like a craftsman than a soldier, and asked, "Which part of you are?"

The officer of the Southern Army said nervously: "Hui Da, my lord, we are from the garrison corps of this city." ”

"Garrison Corps?" Palmer was stunned for a moment, there was no such formation in the Southern Army: "Militia?"

The officer nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, my lord." ”

Then he said with a sad face: "We are all residents of this city, and we don't want to fight, but Haddou's men forced us with knives and guns, and I am a cloth seller, and I am not a soldier." ”

"What about the regular troops stationed here?" asked Palmer at once.

"They were all gone before you came, my lord. The officer replied immediately.

"Where?"

The little officer shook his head and said, "I don't know, they didn't say it, and we don't dare to ask." ”

Palmer pondered for a moment, waved his hand to let the little officer go, and turned to the generals behind him, saying, "Immediately send a report to the marshal, our army has captured the city of Lysses at four o'clock in the afternoon, and so far, our army has occupied all the provinces of Nados...... Well, all recovered.

But draw the attention of the General Staff to the ・・・・・・ of resistance encountered by our troops"

When he said this, he pondered for a moment, and then continued: "The resistance encountered by our troops is a little weaker. Judging from this, the enemy is likely to shrink his forces and prepare to defend to the death. ”

The generals behind Palmer glanced at each other, and they all saw the smiles on each other's faces.

'Slightly weaker, that's a brilliant word.

If the enemy's resistance is too weak and vulnerable. also shows that these people are too much of a rice bucket, just eat dry food, and don't work. And if you falsely report your military exploits, you are embarrassed to report too much.

And if this is a little weaker, it will show that the enemy is stronger, but we are stronger than the enemy, so that not only can the enemy's situation be explained, but also everyone's face will be more radiant.

Archbishop Kalambaka put his hand on his eyes, glanced at the plain in the distance, and said calmly: "Further on, there is the province of Harua. ”

Palmer sighed and said, "We're already the slowest. ”

Archbishop Kalambaka nodded silently.

Counting their last route, so far, the peacekeepers have surrounded Haddou's last base in three ways, Harua Province.

Haddou's schemes and struggles have failed, and the war is inevitably in its final stages. ！！！