Chapter 553: A Great Victory
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Godley fled, she left behind the 500,000 troops of the Holy Roman Empire and fled, and her actions as the Overseer representing the Holy See were dereliction of duty.
"It's a pity that she was allowed to escape after all!" Ron sighed, his heart full of regret, this time he really didn't mean to, no one thought that Godley actually had a scroll back to the city.
"Now it's your turn!" Ron's eyes froze, his eyes shining, like a commander in the army, leading the Skull Power to start a counterattack.
"Those guys are here again!"
"Block the ......"
"Can't stop it, let's run away......"
The Holy Maiden fled, and the morale of the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire plummeted, and they had no fighting spirit, and they were defeated at the slightest contact.
"Let's chase! kill these lackeys of the Holy Roman Empire!" Juliana would not let go of this opportunity, she commanded the Ebian rebels to launch a frantic counterattack against the Holy Roman Emperor's ** team.
Dressed in various costumes, the Ebian rebels and armed civilians like Hanako burst out of the hidden tunnels in the Undercity and joined the pursuing army.
The necromancers of the Church of the Scourge reunited, summoned a large number of undead creatures, and together with Ron's skeleton army, formed a mighty torrent of white bones, and swept towards the Holy See's southern expeditionary army.
The Holy Roman Emperor ** team began to crumble, they lost their armor and fled lifelessly, ignoring even the orders of the superior non-commissioned officers, first the forward, then the left and right wings, and finally the central army.
The Chinese army was an army directly under the control of Mechen, loyal to the marshal, and as one of the elite legions of the Holy Roman Empire, they rose up to resist, but unfortunately, in the face of this powerful torrent of white bones, no amount of resistance was in vain.
"Stop, stop! You've lost all the face of the Holy Roman Empire!"
Mechente was so angry that he raised his sword and slashed down a few of the fleeing soldiers, but it didn't work, there were so many people who fled, and in the face of absolute power, normal people couldn't afford to resist.
"Lord Marshal, run away!" At this time, one of Mechente's personal guards grabbed him and said with a crying voice, "We are defeated, and it will be too late if we don't run!"
"I'm not defeated, who says I'm defeated!" Faced with the dilemma of defeat, Mechette began to lose his mind, his face was full of madness, he glared at the soldier, and roared angrily, "You scratch the heart of the army, the crime deserves death, come on, drag him out and kill him!"
Mechente's guards looked at each other, but no one moved, and in the midst of the chaos, orders were no longer effective.
"What, you are blatantly disobedient and want to go to court-martial?" Mechente exclaimed angrily, "I repeat, drag this guy out and kill him immediately, immediately, ...... now"
The guards still didn't move.
The personal guard who was about to be killed by Mechente gritted his teeth, "Lord Marshal has gone crazy, come on, take Lord Marshal away!"
As soon as the guard finished speaking, several soldiers came up, picked up Mechente, and left.
"Let go of me, I'm not crazy! I'm the Generalissimo of the Holy Roman Empire's Southern Expeditionary Army, you don't have the right to touch me!" Mechette struggled and was forcibly carried away.
"Kill...... Kill...... Kill ......"
A great battle, the corpses were all over the field, and the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire were even killed by the armed civilians of Ebia.
Ron's body fell to the ground, and at this time, Juliana and the others had already greeted her, and she bowed down, "Thank you to the Young Master of the Church of the Natural Disaster and all the necromancers for helping us win this war, and the survival of the Ebian royal family depends on your support!"
"Don't dare to be, it's just mutual support!" Ron smiled and waved his hand.
Juliana felt in her heart that it seemed very wise for her to accept Ron's slightly harsh terms, without Ron, there would be no way to talk about the restoration of Ebia, and even today it would be ruined.
And now, Juliana sees hope, hope for restoration.
"Young Lord, now that the Dark City is safe, I wonder what the Young Lord's next plan is?" asked Juliana, her words more polite than ever, which represented the attitude of the Ebian Resistance, and like everyone else, after seeing Ron's unstoppable strength, she was truly convinced.
"Hehe, I've never been very good at war!" Ron smiled slightly, "Juliana, I'll leave these things to you!"
"Okay, young master, then I will boldly issue orders!" Juliana nodded, and she waved her hand to the herald, issuing a series of orders.
"Pass the order, order the Ebia Cavalry Regiment to attack with all its might!
"Send a decree to inform the hidden forces in the major cities of Ebia to revolt in the city and drive out the armed forces imposed on Ebia by the Holy Roman Empire!"
"Send the order to let the armed civilians in the Dark City return to repair, and at the same time repair the Dark City and count the spoils......"
Juliana gives orders one after another, she has a clear mind, an active mind, and is good at making detailed plans and executing them well.
After a while, the Ebian cavalry regiment, which had received the order, under the leadership of Laughron, made a galloping attack to chase the defeated Holy Roman Emperor's ** team.
After completing this qiē, Juliana returned to Ron's side again, and said with a smile, "Young Lord, thank you for your generous and selfless help, after this battle, with your great reputation Young Lord, you will definitely be able to shock the entire continent, I think, even the Holy Roman Empire would not dare to ......take it lightly."
Juliana rubbed her hands excitedly, "Under your protection, Young Lord, I will be able to give full confidence to the rebellious forces in the cities of Ebia, and I will let them gather together to clear the Holy Roman Empire of power, and when the time comes, you will see a new kingdom of Ebia rising...... Well, Catherine, why don't you thank the young master?"
Juliana glanced at Ron, knowing that Ron was still a little estranged from her, she rolled her eyes and dragged her sister to the stage.
Catherine was standing beside her sister at the moment, and was named by her sister, so she had to say helplessly, "Young Master, thank you for your selfless help......
"Hehe!" Ron smiled slightly, turned his back to them, gently played with the soul ring in his finger, and smiled, "The cooperation between our Scourge Church and the Ebian Resistance Army is to take what they need, there is nothing to thank or thank, I just did what I had to do!"
At this point, Ron paused, he turned his head, glanced at Juliana, and laughed, "Actually, I don't really want to see a Epian Kingdom of Survival......"
"What?"
Juliana and Catherine were startled when they heard this, and the two sisters looked at each other in unison, their eyes full of fear, what did Ron mean......? Is he going to repent?
If this is difficult, Ron has the strength of the Sanctuary, and he can subvert the entire Ebia in an instant, and under the majesty of the Sanctuary, no one is his opponent.
"Young Lord, you, what do you mean ......" Listening to Ron's words, Juliana's mind was blank, and the fear on her face was even stronger.
"Huh!" Ron laughed when he saw that they were scared enough, and he turned around and looked at the two of them playfully, "I mean...... I would like to see a powerful Ebian Empire standing in the southern part of the Noah continent more than the Ebian Kingdom......"
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"Whew...... Whoop......"
Mechette gasped and ran in the middle of the set-up, the branches of the trees cut through his face, which looked bloody, the heavy armor on his body was gone, and his rich robes were cut one by one, and the wolf was unbearable.
Pursued for three days and three nights, he fled all the way north, desperately.
The army had long been out of food, and even as the marshal of the Imperial Southern Expeditionary Army, he did not have much food, and behind them, tens of thousands of Ebia rangers were constantly pursuing, his horses were dead, his guards were dead, and he was left alone.
"Hurry up, don't let him run away!"
"That guy is gorgeously dressed, he must be an important person in the Holy Roman Emperor's ** team, he must be caught!
"He should not run far, search carefully, and leave no dead ends!"
The shouts of the Ebian rangers were heard in his ears, and Mechent lay down on the river, half of his body submerged in the water, not daring to move.
These days, being pursued by the Ebian rebels, Mechin has long been exhausted, but he has a belief in his heart that as long as he returns to the Holy Roman Empire, he will be saved, and he doesn't even think about how to explain the loss of His Majesty's 500,000 army.
The general of the cavalry regiment led by him was none other than Lauchron, a rare divisional powerhouse in the Ebian rebels, and the right-hand man of Miss Juliana, who was perched on his horse and carefully observed.
"Report to your lordship, there's a bloodstain ahead!" a soldier from the Ebbian rebels arrived.
"Let's go, let's see!" Laughlen's eyes rolled, and he didn't miss a clue.
A thick trunk of a tree, showing a dazzling amount of blood, and a strip of cloth hung from the branch, fluttering, and it was obvious that an injured man had just been here.
Laughlan touched the blood with his hand, put it in front of his nose and sniffed, and shouted, "The blood is still hot, he just walked not far!"
"Go to the village and bring a dog at once!" said an Ebian rebel soldier.
Soon, the dog was brought, and I saw that the dog sniffed slightly on the bloodstains, and suddenly barked in the direction of the river.
"It's been discovered!" Mechen was shocked, he was hiding in such a good position that it would be difficult to find even if the Ebian rebel soldiers came to him, but he couldn't do it if he wanted to destroy a dog.
"Run!" Mechente's body sprang up like an arrow, and he jumped high into the water, running for his life.
"That's him, don't let him run!"
"Chase!" Lauchren said, gesturing in the direction Mechette had fled.
The cavalry pursued like the wind, and soon took down the tired, hungry and weak Mechente.
Laughing as he walked up to Mechette, he took out a painting with a "hmm-" and looked at his face carefully.
"Sure enough, you are Lord Mechente, the Marshal of the Holy Roman Empire's Southern Expeditionary Army, brothers, we have caught a big fish......"
"Hooray!"
The Ebian rebels raised their swords and cheered.
"I protest, I protest!" Mechin struggled to his feet, but was firmly held down by several Ebian rebel soldiers, "I am a member of the royal family of the Holy Roman Empire, and I demand the treatment of nobility......"
The so-called aristocratic treatment is the act of paying a certain amount of money in exchange for a person after being captured, and at the same time, in the process of being captured, ensuring that he is not mistreated.
Lau Kelun smiled slightly, "Honorable Marshal, what kind of treatment you enjoy, I don't count if I say it, I have to take you back, please make a decision ...... the eldest lady"