In the face of Flint's roar, the goblin silver light didn't care, but just fell comfortably on his own throne, and the whole person fell into the soft and comfortable chair produced by the Flying Eagle Furniture Company.

Although the pair of short and thick Luo hoop legs could not reach the ground, and his momentum was a little lacking, he swayed back and forth with ease like a child, showing an extremely complacent look.

He looked up at the furious Flint, a smile on his lips.

He knew that he must have annoyed him by throwing Flint down this morning.

Although he knew in his heart that the person in front of him was a dark mage, and he could take his most precious life by raising his hand, Silver Light was not afraid at all.

Goblins all graduated from advanced graduate degrees from Snobbish Eye University. Since I was a child, I have known Chapter 1179 Northern Spy (asking for a monthly ticket), who can be offended, and who can not be provoked.

Not to mention that Yinguang is an old fritter among them.

He knew in his heart that if it were in Odenheim, Silverlight would not choose to provoke these moody dark mages. But now......

The situation was anything different now, and Flint didn't dare to do anything to him, no matter how violent he was.

Yinguang spread his arms, smiled like an insurance salesman, and said, "Take it easy, dear Mr. Flint, this qiē is all a work need."

You see, we're already here.

We are already in the center of the Northern Intelligence Headquarters of the Ruman Empire.

We did it.

And it's so simple and easy, it's like a dream.

Aren't you satisfied that we've achieved this in just a few days?

As far as I know, in the 1,000 years of the Dark Council, no one has achieved anything as great as you. ”

Flint frowned, then stood up and looked around the goblin's office.

Oak tables and chairs, maple cabinets, red and blue carpets, crystal chandeliers. There are large oil paintings on the walls, and a door leads to the suite inside.

If nothing else, there should be a very large bed in that suite, and there will be another secret door next to it that leads to the secretary's room.

The layout here is no worse than any of the Semitic city lords, if not better.

Not to mention, there is also the beautiful female secretary outside the door who has a hot figure and protrudes forward and backwards.

Flint suddenly came to his senses. The ugly and obscene goblin in front of him has indeed become a big man. Although this dog thing is indeed not a thing, but I can no longer look at this goblin with the old eyes of the past.

Flint looked at the goblin with a strange feeling in his heart. An ugly and lowly goblin has become an important and indispensable figure in the human Ruman and the dark mage.

"Is it luck, or is this goblin strong?" Flint wondered in his heart, but it was undeniable. Once successful, this lowly embryo relied on the merits he had achieved. It is really possible to be canonized as a nobleman by the high priest.

The thought that he might have to be called Lord Goblin in the future made Flint feel indescribably sick and sick to his stomach, but on the surface, his tone was much more relaxed.

He smiled reluctantly, like a reminder, more like a chat, and whispered, "Silver light, don't forget." I made you, and I can easily destroy you. ”

Silverlight didn't take the threat into account, and chuckled. He didn't speak, but pressed the short and thick five fingers of his right hand on the top of the bunjiàn bag in front of him.

While staring at Flint's face, he slowly pushed the bag in front of the other party, and then leaned down on the back of the chair, crossed his hands on his belly, put his two thumbs together, and looked at Flint with a smile.

Flint was puzzled, what does this mean? What do you want to do with a broken bag like a treasure?

Do you think that uncle, I haven't mixed the rough embryo of the organ?

Holding the broken text in his hand, as a pardon of the Dark Council, to scare those dead people who can't read, Uncle used to do it often......

He thought as he glanced down.

The bright red and striking words "Top Secret" on the bag stinged Flint's eyes like a sharp sword.

He looked up in astonishment and glanced at the goblins.

Yinguang smiled and nodded.

At this time, Flint didn't care about the sarcasm hidden in the goblin's smile, he couldn't wait to tear open the bag and grab the text inside.

Sure enough, I saw a row of large letters written on the front page of the front page "Summer Offensive", and the name below was the Staff Office of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

Excited, Flint stood in front of the table and quickly skimmed through the battle plan for the entire summer offensive at a glance.

The battle plan was very detailed, down to the number of each legion, and the route and date of their march during the war.

On the last page, the words "Approved, executed." ”

Underneath is Prime Minister Russell's floral signature.

At the end of the page, Lasse also wrote a sentence exhorting Baron Gore to cooperate closely with the offensive operations of the regular army and actively provide assistance.

The entire route of the march, divided into five parts, basically maintained a parallel formation, and it seemed that it was really like the previous plan, to push the north flat line in one line, 'advance in several ways, divide and attack, and form an iron bucket', and completely wash the mountainous area where the barbarians were active.

If it were only planned, the operation would have been foolproof.

It is impossible for the scattered barbarians to stop the regular army of the Ruman Empire, and in the past, the barbarians relied on rugged mountains, steep roads, and constant flow to fight guerrilla attacks with the emperor.

Or build a barrier on a high mountain cliff to hold on, a fortress on a cliff that is so dangerous that a single group of men can hold off an army.

The other tribes united, ran to the rear of the emperor ** to rob the grain road, kept harassing, and finally consumed the emperor ** ammunition and ran out of food, and had no choice but to retreat, and then they took advantage of the fire to rob and kill from behind.

This tactic is simple, but extremely effective. They have been using this method to deal with the emperor. And he has done many miracles.

The Imperial Crusade that fought last time threw off their armor and fled. The forced empire had no choice, and almost pushed the eldest princess Catherine out and married the former feud to solve the crisis.

But now the situation is very different.

All legions of the empire were armed with artillery, and the once impregnable fortress had only one fate to be smashed in front of artillery.

And an all-steel carriage transformed by the Flying Eagle Company. Not only is it strong and strong, but it also has a greatly increased carrying capacity. It can also be equipped with a gestural crossbow.

In addition, according to Lord Luo's bad idea before, each patrol team is also equipped with a large number of big dogs with a keen sense of smell as patrol sentinels.

Barbarians never bathe, and their body odor is extremely strong, even if they hide three miles away, they will be sniffed out.

Not to mention. There are also several war fortresses on standby in the rear, ready to support the front line and deal with unexpected situations.

Although they were well prepared, the imaginary enemy they had designed was only a barbarian. I didn't know that in the balance of this war, the heavy weight of the dark mage was added.

For the dark mages hiding in the shadows, the situation for the Ruman Legion will definitely not be the same as planned.

"Okay~!" Flint couldn't help but shout excitedly: "Very good~!"

With this detailed war plan for each legion, his mission was considered a complete one. The other five dark mages who came with him didn't even have the slightest chance.

Flint could already see the High Priest's commendation and higher status beckoning to him, and Flint, who was immersed in his own sweet dream, caught a glimpse of the goblin with a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth. Blink and look at yourself.

Flint instantly felt as if he had been seen through his ambition by a goblin, and he froze. I couldn't laugh anymore, and suddenly remembered that I was able to get this detailed war plan, all thanks to the goblin on the other side.

Flint put Wen Jiàn down, restored his gloomy expression, and said, "You did a good job, but remember, this was done by the two of us at the risk of our lives." It's none of their business. ”

Silver Light shrugged and said, "Of course, the less the benefit, the better. Every goblin understands this. ”

Flint and the goblins glanced at each other, and the two of them smiled like two foxes, Flint shook the summer offensive plan in his hand and said, "As long as we have this plan, we have several ways to destroy the Ruman Legion." ”

Goblin Silver Light scratched his head, with a confused expression, and said, "But what do we do to destroy the Ruman Legion, and where is our army?"

Flint smiled mysteriously and said, "Our army, though you've seen them already." But I promise, you'll be amazed when you see them again. ”

"I've seen it?" Yinguang was puzzled, and said secretly: Just rely on those dozens of dark mages?

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The headquarters of the Northern Theater of Operations of the Juman Empire, located in the city of Trento, was a fortress-like city near the northern border.

At the time of the founding of Trento three hundred years ago, it was the front line between the Juman Empire and the barbarians, and was built as a military fortress.

After this time, because the city of Trento was held by the main road and the terrain was dangerous, it has always been the center of war in the north of the Juman Empire. The generals who commanded the army used to build their base camp here, rather than the nearby provincial capital of Viji.

There are no civil officials chirping in the ears here, and it is much cleaner.

The command of the Marquis of Marleton, the commander of the Northern Theater of Operations, was also located in this small city.

Theater commander-in-chief is not a permanent position, and is generally appointed by generals with high prestige, and is naturally revoked after the task is over, in order to prevent them from supporting their own troops.

In the small city of Trento, there are naturally soldiers in and out of military chariots, so when the bright carriage is mixed in the cart transporting grain and grass and drives into the city gate, it is naturally very eye-catching.

Trento, as a military town, was very well defended, and the gates were guarded not by local troops such as the city defense army, but by regular Juman regiments.

Several soldiers quickly stopped the carriage entering the city, and Juan, the squadron leader who was the city gate officer, knocked on the door of the car and said unceremoniously and directly: "Get out of the car and check it, and take out your documents." ”

"You wait," said a voice from inside the carriage, "Xiaobai, where did you put it? It can't be accidentally eaten, right?"

Then from inside came a muffled snort of an animal.

Captain Juan was stunned for a moment, because his voice didn't sound like that of an adult.

"Here, I found it, Xiaobai, it's all your saliva. ”

Then the animal snorted in protest.

Then the window opened a crack, and a folded piece of paper protruded from it.

Captain Juan frowned in displeasure and said in an aggravated voice, "I said." Get out of the car and check. ”

A clear, slightly childish voice came from inside the carriage, saying, "You'd better take a look first." ”

Captain Juan was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect the minor in the car to be so loud, he pondered in his heart for a moment, and finally decided to obediently take the note handed out of the car window.

There are a lot of high-ranking officials in and out of Trento, and there are always a few uncles he can't afford to offend, so it's best to be polite at this time.

"Don't let me find out that you are pretending to be big-tailed wolves, or Uncle Ben will make you look good. Captain Juan cursed inwardly. Then open the crumpled strip of paper, impregnated with an unknown liquid.

From the state of preservation, it can be seen that the owner of this piece of paper did not pay much attention to it.

Captain Juan pursed his lips and said in his heart: What kind of good thing can this be.

Then a badge on the note caught his eye, although he had seen this eagle-shaped pattern with wings spread countless times, but it was all on the official text received by the headquarters or posted on the announcement.

This coat of arms is always used in the proclamation to represent the authority and unquestionability of the content, because this symbol is the national emblem of the Ruman Empire.

It was the first time Captain Juan had seen the logo appear on a small piece of paper.

A sentence was written in slightly scribbled handwriting, "The actions of those who hold this order must be coordinated and must not be disobeyed by all local personnel at all levels." ”

Captain Juan certainly understands the weight of this statement. This is equivalent to an emperor sitting in the carriage in front of him, and opening his mouth is the golden mouth that everyone must obey. Including his supreme Marquis of Sima Layton.

Captain Juan was suspicious in his heart, and said secretly: How can there be such a thing?

Looking at the signature below, Captain Juan was completely stunned, with "Russell" written on it in a beautiful floral pattern, and the Prime Minister's seal next to it.

"Either it's fake, and it's two daring liars," Captain Juan thought to himself, "or that old fellow Russell has a burnt brain." Sitting inside was a great man. ”

The man in the car waited impatiently and said, "Hey, boy. Have you seen enough?"

Captain Juan suddenly came to his senses, and knew in his heart that no matter what the situation was, it was not for him to be a small officer, so he respectfully returned the note and said, "Okay, you can process, Devon, York~!"

Captain Juan called the names of his two men and ordered, "Take your men and escort this car into the city." ”

He winked as he spoke. Tell the two men that this mission is not just about escorting.

"Yes~!" The two squad leaders next to him were also veteran oils, and they immediately understood. Then he said yes very loudly and heroically.

The carriage started again, and more than a dozen soldiers accompanied the carriage on both sides.

In the carriage, Leo flattened his mouth, rubbed his stiff buttocks because of the long time, and said dissatisfiedly: "Boss, why bother so much, how fast can you go directly to the war fortress?"

Lorraine glanced at Leo angrily, this little ruffian is always in the sky to ashes, gray is comfortable, only a few days without a carriage, began to complain, although the carriage has been sitting for most of the day, bumps on the national highway in this era, it is indeed very difficult.

"It's not because of the need for secrecy, and the slightest abnormality at the critical moment can't be discovered by the enemy, otherwise our goblin intelligence will work in vain. Lorraine shrugged and said, "Maybe I'll have to take my life." ”

Leo shook his round head and said, "It's really complicated, why don't you go up with our agents in the war fortress and bulldoze the Odenheim hidden in the corner." ”

Lorraine shook his head and said with a solemn expression: "Don't underestimate the dark mages, they can control the Semitic race for two thousand years, whether it is strength or accumulation, they are quite strong."

Odenheim is small, but we don't yet know the plans of the dark mages, what will they rely on to attack us in the north, when will they come, how many troops will there be?

Leo sighed helplessly and said, "In short, this is a loss-making business. ”

Lorraine shrugged and said, "It's easy to bulldoze an Odenheim, but maybe in a few days another Boldheim will pop up behind him, Sdheim."

If we don't completely cut off their roots, our hundreds of thousands of troops will have to be nailed to the northern border, guarding against them all the time. ”

Leo dragged his chin and wrinkled his eyebrows in thought, "Boss, what do you think the dark mage will do?"

"Who knows?" said Lorraine, grinning, "Dark mages have strange methods, just one lich can destroy an Ettin port, who knows what they will take out of their pockets." ”

The General Headquarters of the Northern Theater of Operations is a majestic fortress with a history of three hundred years.

The Commander-in-Chief's office was on the third floor of the fortress, occupying an entire floor area, where the chassis of the Marquis of Marleton was located.

The Marretton family is a military family, counting from the Marquis of Marleton upwards, more than ten generations have been generals of the Ruman Empire, and there has been a military undersecretary.

Now in the hands of the Marquis of Marleton, it can be regarded as once again carried forward and sat on the throne of the marshal.

The Marquis of Marleton, who was sitting at the table at the moment and listening to the staff officers' reports, was a veteran soldier over half a hundred years old, and a typical aristocratic general, who inherited the traditions of the Marretton family, strict, rigid, tough, and monotonous in life.

The gray hair was meticulously combed back, the buttons of the military uniform were neatly buttoned, the beautiful general's uniform was spotless, and the riding boots were especially shiny.

Opposite him, a few small staff officers were reporting to him about the war preparations with fear, for fear that a little mistake would cause a stormy scolding from the Marquis of Marleton.

At this moment, an officer slammed open the door and hurried in, holding the crumpled note.

The Marquis of Marleton frowned in displeasure, he was very disgusted by the panicked appearance of his men, which made them look unprofessional at all, and a qualified soldier should be equipped with a steel sword without changing color.

The officer saw the terrifying eyes of his boss, trembled in fright, suddenly stopped and pulled his collar, walked to the Marquis of Marleton, leaned down and said, "Someone sent this." ”

"What is it?" the Marquis of Marleton took a glance, his expression changed suddenly, he pinched the shoulders of his subordinates, and said sternly, "Where is the person?"

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