As the ruling center of the Semitic tribe in the human continent, the capital of the Derossi Empire, and the headquarters of the High Priest of the Undead, Ryder City has become the most important city in the western part of the continent at this moment.

Emperor De Rossi, as a second or fifth boy, killed the king and killed his father, and successfully seized the throne. And he betrayed his conscience and soul, and was willing to be a lackey of the demon people.

At the beginning of his ascension to the throne, he wanted to mingbái: his life was so stinky that his grandmother's house. In the words of classical Chinese: Tilting the bamboo of the South Mountain, the book is difficult to impoverish, the waves of the East China Sea are broken, and the evil is difficult to wash" "The novel chapter is updated the fastest.

Therefore, he also broke the jar, tore his face, and prepared to leave a stench for 10,000 years. Just begging for the shime meat forest wine pool, drunk and dreaming of a chic time.

Therefore, as soon as he became emperor, he requisitioned more than 100,000 laborers across the country, and spent huge manpower and material resources to renovate his imperial city.

And the Semitic generals who gained power in the war also kept staking their land, robbing entire villages and towns, and even entire cities.

In just a few months, the Shijiān, Tongguo wars and plunder, the wealth of the western half of the continent was all gathered here. The influx of wealth has also made Ryder City resplendent in gold.

Just a few months after the war against Dessi, the peacekeepers completed the reconstruction of the outer city of Ryder, which had been destroyed by the war.

In a sense, the peacekeepers also helped them. They destroyed the houses and streets of the outer city during the war, which not only saved De Rossi a lot of shijiān, but also helped him save a lot of money on demolition costs.

More than 100,000 laborers worked under the whips of the overseers, under the scorching sun and cold, and worked tirelessly. The buildings on this land are like bamboo shoots after a rain. It keeps popping up. Miracles have been created one by one.

Right now. It's full of deep mansion compounds.

Ornate gates, well-manicured shrubs, smooth lawns, brick and stone roads, and lavish mansions.

They all belonged to the new aristocracy, many of whom were humans who had betrayed their compatriots, but many more were Semitic.

Xuan He's exploits also created a large number of upstarts, and gold and jewelry filled their coffers. Handsome men and women surround them and serve them.

The nouveau riche who suddenly became rich live a life of drunkenness, wine ponds and meat forests, and indulge in pleasures.

The nouveau riche vied to show off their wealth, women, pets, estates.

In stark contrast to the new city are the slums built of rags and sticks outside Ryde.

All the "lowly" humans have been driven here, many of them originally lived in the city, but when the great demon army arrived. He deprived them of their property and robbed them of their house. They took away their beautiful wives and daughters.

These people, who were reduced to abject poverty in an instant, had nowhere to go but to survive here.

Even so, Emperor De Rossi still felt that these lowly dead people were an eyesore, and Yan zhòng affected his interest in appreciating the beauty of Ziji City, and repeatedly sent the city guards, who were known as the strongest army in the universe, to drive them away.

But although those dead people are low, their vitality is so tenacious, just like weeds, after being cut off one stubble, it will grow another stubble again.

Extremely headache-inducing.

Every day, people died, but because of the retreat of the Holy See of Light, there was no one to bury them, and the corpses were left to rot in the slums.

It's winter now, ruguo is summer, and the plague has long since broken out.

Marcel the Lich flew over the slums and looked down at the miserable people, a smile on his lips.

After these people die, what good necromantic warriors they will be in the future~!

As a result of the Holy See's unremitting efforts for thousands of years, all people must be baptized by a priest or priest at birth, and at the time of their death, all must be presided over by a priest at the death of Priest Jinháng, and at the funeral, by a priest.

After these purification rituals, it is difficult for the necromancers to be re-summoned by the lich to become warriors of the undead.

This is also the reason why the undead have the most headaches.

The strength of the undead lies in the fact that they can summon necromantic warriors anytime and anywhere.

They are like the players of the extreme riot stream, always using an endless number of forces to consume the enemy, drag the enemy, and finally destroy the enemy.

And now, the Holy See has used this stupid method, using a thousand years of shijiān, to destroy their military resources, so that they originally had no place to use their powerful magic power, especially the Skull Sea tactics that they are proud of, and they can only rely on the Semitic soldiers to carry out the attack.

This also made the lichs feel very depressed.

Marcel the Lich flew forward in the air for a while, and then saw the low, cramped slum slowly disappear, and after passing a wall, a series of noble and beautiful pavilions appeared in front of him. It's very eye-catching.

The plants are dense, green and quiet. In the middle, there are countless fountains flowing in the middle, and you can occasionally see beautiful marble statues scattered throughout.

Although it was only a short flight over the city wall, it was like passing through two completely different shijiès.

He sighed at the luxury of Ryder City now, came to the foot of the steps of the main square, and then fell from the sky, and walked quickly into the royal palace of Ryder City.

Marcel was obviously very familiar with this place, and went straight to the main hall where the high priest was, and without waiting to enter the door, he shouted loudly: "Great success, Your Majesty, great success~!"

In the room, the high priest who was looking down at the map and listening to the report of Emperor De Rossi on his side raised his head when he heard this, and said with great interest: "Yes, this is the last shijiān, the only good news~!"

Several Semitic generals standing against the wall bowed their heads in shame.

Marcel the Lich stepped forward and bowed, then straightened up and said happily, "We bombarded the city of Jouman and its royal palace, destroying several districts and palaces along the way. Drowned the entire city of Ruman in a sea of fire.

And méiyou met the enemy's large forces, losing only three war fortresses.

Thanks to Master Herlord for the mention. We have succeeded in planting fear deep in the hearts of our enemies.

I think their emperor must be scared of the fart. ”

Herod smiled self-sufficiency and nodded indifferently. fǎngfo didn't care.

but glanced at Edwood of Pángbiān. But what makes Herode qiguài is. Edwood looked indifferent.

In the past, if I heard someone say good things about ziji, this narrow-minded guy would have jumped up a long time ago.

"You served as a counselor to the high priest and defeated the battle all the way, and I won a victory as soon as I came, do you need to say who this first person should be?" said to Heylord secretly with triumph in his heart. Full of a sense of triumph over Edwood.

Then he modestly said: "Every time humans can intercept us, it is because of their telegraph network all over the place. As long as we bypass or deceive humanity's telegraph network so that they cannot detect our traces, humanity will not be able to accurately predict our targets. ”

"Yes. Yes, you're absolutely right. "The Lich Marcel gratefully bowed his hand to Heylord, the forces of the war fortress he led had been a real victory, and with heavy losses, the High Priest had long had an opinion about him, but he could not find a fool who dared to accept this hot potato.

This bombardment of Ruman's capital could finally earn him back his reputation, and the lich Marcel said with a smile: "I heard that the large army of Maple Leaf Danlin is still waiting for us in the sky, it's really ridiculous. ”

The High Priest smiled. The pángbiān lich immediately burst out laughing, looking very happy.

"Henceforth. We deliberately let the humans see us take off, but we evaded their detection. You can attack Ruman or Maple Leaf Danlin at will," Herod seemed to be a master of the art of war, and pointed out to Marcel: "The so-called virtual and real are combined.

Let human beings scratch their heads, and can only do it like a stupid monkey yiyàng and wait. They didn't know which one to defend, and transferred the war fortress in two difāng, just to give us an opportunity to take advantage of.

Our advantage is in numbers, and the limited strength of human beings is simply not enough to fight us.

Putting aside our numerical superiority, wouldn't it be worth the loss to attack the enemy's well-defended Maple Leaf Danlin? ”

Herod scoffed at the plan to attack the Maple Leaf Danlin.

But several of Zhouwéi's lichs kept their faces stiff and didn't dare to speak out.

Edwood looked at Hero, who was pointing at the country, laughed secretly in his heart, and said secretly: This guy is not a fart on the horse's leg, and he made a plan to eliminate the maple leaf danlin, it is the high priest himself.

This refers to the bald head and scolds the bald.

Hylord then excitedly said: "I have been in Ruman City for a long time, and although it is full of dangers, I have gained a lot.

Humans are a bunch of simple-minded fools, blind, ignorant, ignorant, and easily incited.

The bombardment of Ruman City can hit the morale and popular will of the Ruman people, and as long as this bombardment continues, Ruman will soon complain about their emperor, their general, that is, Julian Xiaoer.

As long as we spread some rumors and create some conflicts at the right time, we can make the Ruman people chaotic.

As the so-called siege is the bottom, the attack heart is the top~!"

After Hylord finished speaking, he deliberately glanced at Edwood provocatively, only to see Edwood nodding with a smile and appreciating: "What Master Hylord said is very right. ”

actually praised his nemesis Herod.

"Isn't this shihou in the past, shouldn't he be angry?" Helord said secretly in his heart: Could it be that this guy is not good at what he does, and finally admits defeat.

As soon as Hylord spoke, the High Priest of the Undead also nodded in approval, and said, "It's still that Herod understands human beings, and you did a good job in staying in Ruman City."

This is a good idea, you can give it a try. What do you see?"

The méiyou people raised objections, and the high priest said that it was good, and who dared to say that it was bad.

"Alright, do it, Hylord, you command. The High Priest nodded to Helord, ordered him to lead the war against the city of Ruman, and said, "If you need shime, men, materials, and troops will be given priority to you."

Veraprani was so disappointing. ”

"Yes, God. Heylord bowed and said, "Don't worry about the gods, the advantage is still on our side, I believe that as long as we make a reasonable allocation, we will definitely be able to defeat the human race in a short time." ”

The High Priest of the Undead nodded in affirmation of Heylord's statement, and said, "The Western Front can only be defended for the time being. Hopefully, De Rossi and Veraprani will do their best to get back into the picture. ”

Then the High Priest of the Dead waved. The meeting was adjourned.

Edwood watched from behind as Herod and Marcel walked out triumphantly. At the same time, they discussed loudly how to give Ruman City a more ruthless one.

He chuckled and shook his head slightly, with a disdainful expression in his heart, and said secretly: You like the first seat under the throne of God, then let it be given to you, compared to my goal, your ambition is simply worthless.

It's ridiculous, this guy thought Ziji had won.

Edwood reached out and grabbed Pángbiān's Haddou and said, "General." What do you see?"

Hadu was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "The high priest is wise and powerful, and Master Herod is resourceful, I can't catch up with them." ”

Originally, Haddou's opinion would be listened to by the Méiyou Semites or the Lich, but since the defeat of the Vatino, which proved that Haddou's opinion was correct, the Méiyou people are even more concerned about the opinion of the former first human general.

If the Vatino Semites win the war, they will still show off in front of Haddou, and then ridicule "The first general of mankind, is that nothing more than that?" Still can't compare to us Semites."

But when the news of the defeat came, the Semitic generals hid Haddou.

Hadouziji also rarely opened his mouth to speak. Like an observer yiyàng, watching their war.

Edwood smiled and said, "It's only me here, Mr. doesn't have to hide his secrets, I've been with you for more than half a year, I think I still know you." ”

Haddou said: "Master Heyold's tactical dexterity is indeed good. ”

"But?" Edwood said with a smile.

Hadu smiled and said, "But what is the meaning of a battle that avoids the heavy and does not destroy the enemy's main force?"

Empty has a strong fighting power, to attack a city of military value, which is simply ......"

Hadu shook his head and said, "It's just sending shijiān to the expansion of the human army." ”

"Didn't the air attack on Ruman still have political significance? Back then, didn't you also attack Ruman City. Edwood asked leisurely.

"The meaning of politics, hehe......" Hadu sneered and said: "Vatino has the meaning of politics, and the maple leaf danlin also has the meaning of politics, Ruman City, that's just a city."

When I attacked Ruman City, I just wanted to get out safely, and I took Ruman City, so what?"

Edwood realized something, nodded slowly, and looked at Hyrod's back with a mocking smile.

Bishop Phycy walked up to Edwood and said affectionately, "Today is a good day, Master, there is a méiyou time to kill two sets." Mr. Haddou is coming, too?"

Hadu shook his head and said, "I can't do it, my level of chess stinks." ”

"It just so happens that I have itchy hands too. Edwood smiled heartily and took Bishop Fissie's arm and walked away.

Hylord glanced back before stepping out of the hospital, and secretly said in his heart: "How did these two people get together?"

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The battle in the southern part of the North Post Station gradually entered a white heat.

Kik yijing didn't zhidàoziji how many magazines he shot, his arm yijing shook numbly, just mechanically up and down.

All that left in my ears was the shrill chirping of the gunshots as they rang out.

Around the battle for the post station Yijing until the next day, Weir Yijing replaced the barrels of all the machine guns twice, and many machine guns were sent to the rear for repair because of failures.

Only Kik's machine gun has never failed because it is the best maintained in normal times and has the most stable speed when firing.

Now Kirk and Will's machine gun crews have become the company's main firepower point, and the company's firepower revolves around the two of them.

The Semitic people are not zhidào shime crazy, and they continue to increase troops here, wanting to keep the good Rongyi to fight down the North Post Station.

This happened to take advantage of the will of the Grand Duke Julius, who mobilized the skeleton division to besiege the post station, turning it into a flesh millstone, draining the living power of the Semitic people.

After repeated artillery bombardment and continuous fire from the soldiers, the North Post Station Yijing was reduced to ruins.

All the buildings were blown to pieces by artillery fire, and the huge post station in the center of the town, which was used to receive the emperor's relatives, had long since been burned clean in a fire.

Now the North Post Station, only rubble and ashes remain, and the Semitic soldiers rely on the trenches and ruins here, stubbornly resisting.

The first battalion even stormed the inn in the early morning, but the Semitic soldiers rushed up at the muzzle of their guns as if they had gone mad, biting off a piece of flesh from the Skeleton Division soldier even if they were broken to pieces.

At the same time, he used a bow and crossbow to shoot from all sides of the corner, causing a lot of casualties to the first team.

The soldiers of the Skeleton Division were loaded with bayonets and fought until they were in white attack.

Seeing that the North Post Station was about to be captured, the enemy flooded the Post Station with poison gas bombs, and the 1st and 3rd Battalions had to flee in wolves.

When another gust of wind blew away the poisonous gas, the post station yijing was occupied again by the Semitic people, and the sky zhidào they came out of there.

However, all the soldiers of this shihou are zhidào, the wind that blows away the poisonous gas is not a shime miracle, but their powerful mage, this south wind wants as much as it wants, and how long it wants.

Just as Kik was aiming at Shihou, a figure swaying in the rubble, an officer shouted from behind, "Stop shooting." ”

let go of the rocker and gasped, puzzled, "What's going on?"

The company commander ran over quickly, checked one person after another, came to the front and patted Kirk on the shoulder, and said, "Stop for a while, wait for the signal, there is a big operation in the rear." ”

"Big op?" Kirk and Will looked at each other.

The battlefield fell silent again, and soldiers on both sides hid behind cover, quietly waiting for the next blood station.

At this moment, there was a low, but loud, continuous whirring sound from behind everyone, like a shime thing breathing fire.

Kirk and Will couldn't help but turn their heads to look over, only to see that behind them, long rockets were spewing bright red flames backwards, rising diagonally towards the sky.

The crimson tail flame even lit up the sky.

A dozen rockets flew over Kik's head with a roar that resounded through the sky, and they rushed headlong into the rear of the Semites.

"Is this?" Recruit Will had seen something like this before, and he couldn't keep his mouth shut in surprise.

"Our dearest Katyusha~!" Kik said proudly in a tone like introducing Ziji's beautiful girlfriend Yiyàng: "Rockets, long range, great lethality, the killer weapon of our security forces." ”

After thinking about it, Kirk added: "One~!"

"Where are they going to fight? ”

"Artillery, they hit the enemy's artillery positions. Kirk pulled a crumpled cigarette from his bosom.

This is a high-class item obtained from a logistics officer in exchange for a captured Semitic officer's badge.

Kirk put the crooked cigarette in his mouth, felt for the silver lighter engraved with the skull, and picked the lid in a chic way, making a pleasant "......ding" sound, and lit the cigarette by his mouth.

Then he took a hard breath, spit out the smoke, and said leisurely: "It seems that our scouts have finally found their artillery." ”

A red light suddenly lit up in the distance, and it was a long time before a low explosion reached Kikke's ears.

"Beep~!" A sharp whistle sounded, and the company commander jumped out of the trench, brandished the shotgun in his hand, roared angrily, and said, "Follow me, slaughter those sons of bitches." ”

Soldiers of the 1st and 3rd battalions jumped out of the trenches and rushed towards the post station, and Kik's machine guns rang out at the same time, scattering bullets at the enemy's positions. (To be continued.) )