Hearing Bishop Santos's question, the New Army officer was stunned for a moment, then reached out and pointed to his nose with some confusion.

Archbishop Santos immediately nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, it's you." ”

As his words fell, he noticed that the new officers and soldiers exchanged strange looks.

Immediately, the New Army officer stepped forward.

He first saluted a standard military salute and said, "General, what do you command?"

Santos narrowed his eyes and looked at the officer carefully. I saw that his military posture was extremely standard, with the middle fingers of both hands close to the seams of his trousers, his head raised and his chest straight, his chin slightly raised, and he stood straight. I can't find fault with it from anywhere.

But Archbishop Santos always felt that something was not quite right.

"What part of your 1046 Chapter 27 military station (below, ask for a monthly pass)?" Archbishop Santos thought for a moment, and then said, "There doesn't seem to be a new army around here?"

"Your Excellency, we are the Seventh Army of the New Army, the main force is on the front line, and a few of us have been ordered to send a letter back. The Forces nouvelles officer replied with a clear and loud gaze, staring ahead.

"Seventh Legion.................." Archbishop Santos mused, he hadn't even heard of this New Army Legion. However, this is not surprising, after all, there are more than a hundred legions on the battlefield.

Moreover, in order to do a good job of secrecy in the counter-espionage department, under their vigorous construction, the numbering of each regiment is extremely irregular. Or even chaos.

Not to mention that he is a legion commander, even Lord Luo, he is probably confused, and he doesn't know the number of these legions under him at all.

This is also the reason why Lord Luo wants to vigorously carry out drills and drills.

At the very least, those corps should be consolidated to form several large army groups. Then let the commanders of those group armies have a headache with this problem~!

"The Seventh Legion.................. Is General Hatches, the commander of your regiment, okay now?" said Archbishop Santos as he carefully looked at the new officers and soldiers at the 1046th Chapter 27 (below, asking for a monthly pass).

He always felt that these people were a little different from the ordinary new officers and soldiers, but when he looked closely, he felt that they were ordinary.

Archbishop Santos shook his head, secretly saying that he was nervous.

When he was exercising, he was tossed out of the psychological shadow by the evil taste of the Ruman Legion, and those guys often pretended to be friendly soldiers and civilians to sneak attack him.

Therefore, whenever Santos goes to a place, he will always carefully examine the local terrain and road residents with a suspicious eye, which is forced.

These new troops always appeared in front of Archbishop Santos, which reminded Archbishop Santos of the spies sent by his opponent during the exercise.

At this time, the officer saluted again and said, "Report to your lordship, our corps commander is General Pol." He's fine now. ”

His answer was categorical and forceful.

'General Pol, this is another name I have never heard of, but it doesn't matter, since the other party can answer with such certainty, I don't think it will be fake.

"Oh, that's right. Looks like I'm misremembering......" Archbishop Santos laughed to himself and said, "Go back and say hello to your general for me." ”

The officer shouted, "Yes, my lord~!"

Santos was a little bored for a moment and waved his hand to let the men go.

The officers of the new army put their heels together, raised their hands in salute, and then took a half-step back with their right foot, turned around in a dashing way, and walked over.

Several of the Forces nouvelles saluted in unison, then turned to follow the officer, ready to leave.

Just then, a breeze blew.

One of the Forces nouvelles soldiers fluttered in his cloak, and a flash of light underneath immediately caught the attention of Archbishop Santos.

It's an unsheathed short sword~!

Santos couldn't help but fight a cold war.

There wasn't a single enemy around, but the cub pulled out his dagger.

This is obviously preparing to kill~!

Although there were many fights between the two groups of the Lao and New Army, the two sides were still rooted in some aspects.

For example, when fighting, you can't use weapons, you can't take bricks, and you can't cut off the feet of despicable and obscene people............

It's just that I'm really anxious, and if I a brick or something, it's a big killer.

If you are caught by the military police, you will be ruthless.

And the other party took out the short sword.

It's short, but it's actually more terrifying than a sword. Because the long sword looks cold and shiny, it can make the other party prepare in advance.

Short swords, on the other hand, can be done by surprise. It was only used by professional Assassins, or sneak attackers.

The so-called poor dagger - using this thing, it means that the other party is going to kill him.

You must know that on the opposite side of them is a corps commander, a heavy general in the army~!

No brave soldier would dare to be so ruthless to a general.

It was like a lightning bolt in his head, and in an instant, he knew what was wrong.

Compared to the new officers and soldiers, those people are really .................. It's too elite~!

Although this is a bit ridiculous, it is also an indisputable fact.

Back then, the Maple Leaf Danlin coalition army had enough to grab in Almohad.................. Well, after the Almohads maintained world peace, in order to get out early, they helped Queen Isabella form the new Almohad army.

The coalition army itself is a ragtag army composed of students and soldiers from all over the world, and their general vegetarian is not high, what can they teach?(p: Even though there are vegetarian zhì high, but after everyone has grabbed enough money, they just want to go home, find Xiaoli, and make a mess in front of their hometown fathers, who is impatient to stay in this place?)

Although Empress Isabeth trained them as much as she could, in order to conscript the south, she was conscripted on a large scale, and most of the soldiers were recruited directly by the conscription officers to the countryside with small ropes, and when they saw one by one, they were voluntarily conscripted.

This can be imagined.

After that, they fell into Haddou's ambush and lost the battle, losing tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

Then the conscripts rode their horses and went to the countryside to recruit again..................

After this series of dilutions... This soldier can be imagined.

Most of the soldiers .................. Well, the vast majority of the soldiers were just after a few days of training and then hurriedly pulled up. Follow behind the ass of the old and troops.

While they're farming dungeons, dip some light in the back and pick up some experience points for nothing.

Many people have not even learned to walk properly, and when they meet the officers, they know that the salute is already a veteran.

And the soldiers on the other side of the road all obey the rules of the army very much when they march... Two people in a row, three people in a row.

And one by one, they don't squint, they walk with the wind, and they are extremely clean and neat. At a glance, you can see that they are definitely the elite of the army.

Thinking of this, the archbishop's pupils involuntarily contracted: yes, they are definitely the elite of the army... But definitely not the new army.

There is only one army here that is capable of acting to a standard, called elite, and so fluent in the Almohad dialect.

That's the Southern Army~!

Haddou's men~!

The enemy of the old and troops~!

He suddenly shouted, "Wait......"

Several Forces nouvelles soldiers stopped with their backs to them, and the muscles in their backs were vaguely visible. Like a cheetah, always ready to attack.

The officer turned around... Yao Yao said: "My lord, may I ask what else you have to order?"

Santos suddenly smiled and said, "No, just to remind you, I just came from the north, and the telegraph station has been transferred from Duofang to the Blue Valley, so don't take the wrong road." ”

Out of an abundance of caution, he tried again.

You must know that the telegraph station has always been a secret in the military. Firmly in the hands of the SS of the Flying Eagle Group.

And this thing, as a new thing, will not attract the attention of the enemy at all.

After he finished... Squint your eyes... Carefully staring at the Forces nouvelles officer opposite.

Sure enough, I saw a trace of confusion flashing in the eyes of the officer opposite. Although the other party covered it up very well, it was only a flash, but he was still captured.

The Forces nouvelles officer nodded... He said gratefully: "Blue Valley, right? Thank you for reminding us, otherwise we would have gone to the wrong place." ”

"You're welcome, who let our two armies be one family?" Archbishop Santos smiled and nodded at him.

When the officers and men of the Lao He unit heard his witty remarks, they immediately burst into laughter with unknown meaning.

Regarding the ambiguity between the Grand Duke and His Majesty the Queen, it has long been rumored that everyone knows that although the big guy looks down on the Grand Duke as an old rookie in the love field, he is still extremely proud - grandma's, our boss will take advantage of you if he is the queen, how can you be?

And the faces of the soldiers of the New Army on the opposite side flashed with a hint of mockery and disdain.

The officer also pouted, but then saw Santos staring at him tightly, hurriedly adjusting the muscles on his face, and squeezed out a wry smile. Then he saluted, turned and took the soldiers away.

Archbishop Santos looked at their backs, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes - the other party must be a fake~!

Although the new army has a rice bucket, it still has self-esteem. Especially when it comes to the reputation of their boss lady.

A witty remark like this often leads to a brawl. At the very least, you have to explode into a foul language, and ask the female relatives of the other party's family or something.

This is an extremely strict political issue -- whether to fight or not to win is only a question of ability. And whether to fight or not is a matter of attitude.

He immediately glanced at the soldiers beside him, nodded at the new officers and soldiers who were facing away from them, and drew a cross in reverse - in the Holy See, this means the enemy of the God of Light and the cultist of the evil god~!

Then raise your palms and make a gentle stroke around your neck.

The guard had followed him for many years, nodded at once, waved his hand to the soldier in front of him, and gently chased after the new officer.

At the same time, try to draw the sword silently little by little.

Henison watched the soldiers of the Fourth Legion tiptoe past in the footsteps of the new army, and couldn't help but be shocked.

Did this guy take the wrong medicine?

It was fine just now, why do you suddenly want to kill someone?

This is his own place, once someone dies, his fat and oily official will come to an end.

He hurriedly pulled Archbishop Santos and said in a trembling voice: "Big .................. What are you doing here, my lord?"

Hear the voice... The Forces nouvelles officer in front glanced back and saw a group of soldiers coming up from behind with calm faces.

The officer immediately pressed his hat, bowed his head and said, "Run~!"

The Forces nouvelles soldiers suddenly began to run, and one of them turned as he ran, pulled out a steel crossbow, and shot an arrow at the archbishop of Santos with a shaking hand.

As he drew his crossbow, Archbishop Santos lunged to the side and knocked down Henison at his side... The bolt grazed the corner of Archbishop Santos's coat and flew over, nailing the carriage behind him with a "doo".

Henison stared at the crossbow in a daze, wondering what the hell had happened, why did those people suddenly shoot arrows at him?

At this moment, I heard the Archbishop Santos next to him already yelling, "They are spies, chase~!

He jumped up from the ground like a burning butt, pulling his throat... Roaring and shouting: "Ring the alarm bell, martial law~! martial law~!

People disguised as Forces nouvelles ran with their heads bowed, but there were many people coming and going in the streets, including many peacekeepers.

These men flashed their blades and kept waving the passers-by who dared to get in front of them, or pushed the passers-by on their sides to create obstacles for the pursuers.

Archbishop Santos and the soldiers followed closely... shouted loudly: "Stop those people" They are spies~!"

"Alarm, alarm. They are enemies~!"

"Don't let them run. ”

"Catch them, catch them~!"

The peacekeepers on the side of the road all looked at each other for a moment. What kind of spies, who is the enemy? This is still far from the front line, how can there be an enemy?

They didn't have time to figure out what was going on, they just watched in confusion as the New Army soldiers ran past them like the wind.

Archbishop Santos had an idea and yelled: "Brothers, the dogs of the New Army have beaten our brothers~!"

This time it was like stabbing a hornet's nest, and the soldiers of the peacekeepers on the side of the road immediately shared their hatred of the enemy... He screamed.

Someone shouted, "Those who dare to beat us... Kill him~!"

"Crippled the new army, these pups~!"

Constantly people jumped into the middle of the road to stop the running pretenders.

However, seeing that they were all carrying swords in their hands, the soldiers of the peacekeeping force with their bare hands could only helplessly dodge.

They flashed and scolded: "mgbd~......!

And the nimble guy scolded while looking at the six roads, looking around for a weapon that could be used.

In the corners of the alleys are piles of miscellaneous items stored by residents on both sides... From tables, chairs, benches, bamboo poles, carts, to bricks and tiles, and even half-human-high logs.

At first glance, it is ready to build a house.

As if all over the world, the public pavement in the alley, which is not wide, is used as an open-air warehouse.

The soldiers of the peacekeeping force quickly picked up the items on the side of the road and threw them head-on at the new soldiers who ran over -- since the other side had moved their weapons, they did not need to be too polite.

Bricks, benches, sticks, toilets, rotten vegetable sticks, rotten eggs, broken wine bottles, watermelon knives...... These things rained down on the pretenders, forcing them to swing their swords with one hand to block them, and to protect their heads with the other hand, so as not to be opened by the flying ones.

The speed of running naturally slows down.

At this time, several soldiers of the peacekeeping force were already shouting trumpets and pulling down the logs piled up on the side of the road, and dozens of logs with thick bowls rolled to the ground in the alley.

Several of the pretenders were stopped in front of the logs, followed by Archbishop Santos and his pursuers.

As soon as the leader saw that the road ahead was blocked, the pursuers went behind their buttocks again, so they simply turned around and said with a cruel expression: "Kill, stop them." ”

Several of the pretenders turned around abruptly and ripped off the black cloak from their backs, revealing their swords and crossbows beneath the cloak.

"Kill~!" they shouted at the same time, drew their steel crossbows, and took the initiative to rush towards Archbishop Santos and the soldiers of the Fourth Legion.

Several men pointed their crossbows at the approaching soldiers, and with a shake of their hands, they shot their crossbow arrows.

As soon as the bowstring sounded, several soldiers of the Fourth Legion who were running at the front fell down in response, and the archbishop of Santos, who was lying down, was furious, raised his weapon and shouted: "Kill them for me At this time, the five pretenders casually threw away their crossbows, drew their long swords with their backhands, and crashed into the crowd of pursuers.

When the soldiers of the peacekeeping force saw their comrades falling, they were also red-eyed, brandishing long swords, slashing or stabbing, killing several pretenders.

But these people don't seem to care about the swords around them, and they don't dodge and block, let the swords slash on their bodies, they just hold on to a target and slash hard, which is a completely lifeless way of fighting.

The pretender slashed back one soldier with one sword after another, and several swords slashed at them.

The sword tore through their clothes, but it didn't splatter the blood as expected.

The soldiers of the Fourth Legion felt as if their weapons had been chopped into a hard stake, and the force of the shock shook their wrists.

The soldiers looked at each other in horror, and after the clothes of these people were torn, they obviously did not have any armor inside, revealing their dark and rough skin.

Several of the pretenders sneered at the same time, and while the soldiers were stunned, they raised their swords and slashed several officers of the Fourth Legion, forcing everyone to retreat in panic.

"Kill~!" the pretender shouted, picking up the soldiers who strode towards the peacekeepers.

Archbishop Santos could see clearly that the bodies of these people were as hard as armor, and the sword slashed at them, and if they were cut on the hard leather, they would only smash out red marks, and there were no wounds.

And when the long sword pierced it, it could only pierce into the tip of the sword, and there was not even a little blood after pulling it out.

And these people are extremely powerful, so that they all open and close moves, regardless of defense at all, just attack, each sword can easily cut the soldiers of the Fourth Legion or retreat.

The soldiers looked at each other in horror, and one exclaimed, "What the fuck is this?"

It was also the first time that the soldiers had seen this kind of flesh that could not be cut, and they retreated in horror.

One hundred and ten of them were forced to retreat by a few people. ！！！