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As night fell, in a small dark room in the Dark City, the pale yellow magic lamp continued to rotate, emitting a faint light. Free eBook download

On a table more than ten meters long, several leaders of the Ebian rebels gathered together, their eyes staring silently at the huge map that covered the table, and their eyes flashed with deep melancholy.

"Five Hundred Thousand...... An army of half a million......" Uncle Jungger muttered as he looked at the map.

Not only Jungar, but everyone present did not have much confidence.

The Ebian rebel army is only more than 100,000 at full, and this is still an army that has turned from darkness to light, not including a large number of ordinary people who have little combat effectiveness like farmers, and they can only be crushed in the face of the 500,000 elite legions of the Holy Roman Empire.

It seems that the Holy Roman Empire has made up its mind to restore order in the province of Ebia, and there is no room for them to maneuver.

Juliana looked at the map quietly, her brows furrowed, her expression solemn.

At this time, Lau Clun next to him "coughed", "Miss! In this situation, I'm afraid I have to bother a big man to support the scene, we agreed to his request, and he has to show some sincerity to ......."

Juliana didn't answer, she naturally knew who the big man was, and as she spoke, Ron pushed open the door and walked in.

"It's in a meeting, hehe, how is it, have you worked out something?" said Ron with a smile as soon as he came in, he was always very polite to his partners.

"Done?" said Juliana, glancing at him, "Didn't I inform you of the meeting earlier?"

For some reason, she always looked at Ron unpleasantly, even if he became a powerhouse in the Sanctuary!

It is not a trivial matter to establish a Scourge Church in her own land and establish her own faith, and if she is not forced to do anything, Juliana will say that she will not cooperate with Ron.

"Just point me to my students about necromancy!" Ron smiled, his gaze falling on the map on the table, "How's it going, have you figured out what to do?"

Facing Ron's cynical look, Juliana raised her eyebrows slightly, and there was a faint anger in her eyes, "There is a way, but I have to bother you, the young master of the Cataclysmic Church!"

"No problem!" Ron patted his chest, "But I don't have much research on war or anything, you just have to tell me what to do!"

Ron naturally knew Juliana's difficulties, and since he had established his faith in the kingdom of Ebia, he had to do something.

"That's good!" Juliana slapped the table and pointed to the map with her hand, "Ron, look, this is the city of Amofa! It's more than three hundred kilometers from Manchester, no, the Undercity!"

"This is the place where the Holy See's 500,000 troops are stockpiling food, and I have received a tip that a large amount of grain will be transported here recently!"

The food needed by the 500,000 army going south is not a small number, the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire are also people, and they also need food, so much food, the space bag can't fit it, besides, the Holy Roman Empire is not so extravagant that every ordinary soldier is issued a space bag.

"See!" Ron stared at the tiny city with a solemn look in his eyes, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple! you lead the people of your Scourge Church to capture this place, and then ...... Burn the food there!" Juliana had a sinister smile in her eyes, "As long as there is no food, the Holy Roman Empire will definitely have a headache, and if the food supply of the 500,000 army cannot be supplied for a day, there will be chaos, and in the end, the Holy Roman Empire can only have no choice but to retreat!"

"How? can you and your people do it?" Juliana raised her eyebrows, her eyes full of provocation,

Juliana threw this biggest problem and unachievable task to Ron, of course, she just talked, and didn't expect Ron to really do it, she just wanted to suppress Ron's arrogance, if Ron didn't dare to accept it, it would naturally be inferior in front of her.

When everyone heard this, they all gasped, if this plan was successful, then there was basically no need to fight.

"Oh!" Ron stared at him and nodded faintly, he understood.

"Why, don't you dare?" said Lauchron, who could not hold his breath and said in an agitated voice.

"Hehe!" Ron smiled slightly, glanced at Juliana and Laughron, and said with a smile, "You don't have to provoke me! We are all grasshoppers on a rope now, and no one can do without anyone! I won't refuse what I should do, isn't it just an Amofa City? I took this task!"

"What?" everyone couldn't believe their ears, "you mean, your Church of the Scourge is going to accomplish this mission?"

"It's not our Scourge Church!, it's me!" Ron said calmly, "The necromancers are here to protect the Undercity!

"You mean...... Are you alone?" even Juliana was stunned at this time, this Ron is too big, even if it is a Sanctuary powerhouse, it is not easy to capture the heavily guarded Amufa City, an important city like Amufa generally has a powerful defensive magic array, as well as magic crystal cannons, these things are enough for the Sanctuary powerhouse to drink a pot, on the battlefield, especially in the defensive battle, the role of the Sanctuary powerhouse is very limited.

It's an impossible task!

"Ron, you have to think clearly, Amofa City is a heavily defended city, and there, there may even be Sanctuary powerhouses sitting in battle!" Catherine still cared about Ron, she took the initiative to say.

"If I say it's okay, it's no problem!" Ron smiled at Catherine, thanking her for her concern for him, "Take the city of Amofa and burn the food there, I'll be enough for one person!"

At this moment, Juliana also recovered from the shock, and said lightly, "Ron, it's good that you can take this mission! But you have to remember, three days! There are only three days, if the mission is not completed within three days, then, the army of 500,000 will descend on the Undercity, and at that time, there will be no need to plan again!"

"Three days?" Ron groaned and nodded, "I see!"

......

In the winding mountains, a long dragon marched slowly, and the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire, some on foot, some on horseback, without exception, were dressed in heavy armor and well-equipped, and their combat professionalism was a true portrayal of these soldiers.

They are real professional soldiers, selected from childhood to the elite of military training.

Walking in front were the elite cavalrymen of the Holy Roman Empire, riding huge horses that were two heads taller than ordinary war horses, with limbs as thick as elephants, and bulging body muscles.

It is said that these giant horses have the blood of noble monsters, both strength and endurance are superior, of course, the consumption of these giant horses is also huge, the logistics requirements are extremely high, they require a large number of bean cakes for each meal, and these special bean cakes even contain meat.

Such an elite cavalry regiment was only equipped with ten legions in the vast Holy Roman Empire, but for this southern expedition to the province of Ebia, they dispatched two such elite cavalry regiments.

Walking ahead on a giant horse was a handsome middle-aged man.

Mechette, said to be the sworn brother of the current Emperor of the Holy Roman Empire, Charles XXVII, as his right-hand man, was deeply respected by Charles XXVII.

Born in a noble family of the Holy Roman Empire, he has excellent royal blood, and is also the supreme commander of this southern expeditionary army, he is an excellent soldier who has experienced a hundred battles, and has the strength of a great sword master.

At this moment, a griffin descended from the sky and landed steadily to the ground, and Mechentel grabbed the horse's head and nodded faintly.

A griffin knight pressed his hand to his chest and saluted, "Report to the marshal, we have penetrated deep into the territory of the province of Ebia, about four hundred kilometers from their headquarters in Manchester......"

"More than four hundred kilometers?" Mechente's brows furrowed slightly, "Very well, maybe in a little more than a day, our griffin knight will be able to reach the sky above Manchester!"

After thinking for a while, Mechette asked, "Have you found any traces of the Ebian Rebellion?"

"Report to the marshal, no," replied the griffon knight honestly.

"Didn't you find out?" Mechette smiled and said loudly, "Haha, it seems that these rebels know that the army is coming, and they have begun to shrink their forces and retreat to Manchester, if this is the case, it is a good thing, we can have a decisive battle in Manchester and wipe them out!"

"In this way, maybe we will end the battle in a few days, and we won't be able to rush back to celebrate the Festival of Light!" Mechette said with a smile, he had a good grasp of the form, in his opinion, to deal with the rebels in the province of Ebia, there was no need for so much military strength, those poorly equipped and unmotivated guys were no match for the heroic soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire.

"Your Excellency Marshal!" the soldiers clapped their ass, and Mechente was a little fluttery, for in his battle-hardened combat career, such a combat mission was not at all challenging!

"No, Lord Marshal, you are thinking too simply!" At this time, a crisp voice sounded, like a pearl falling on a jade plate, very good.

As he spoke, a pretty figure walked slowly, and a touch of fragrance appeared in the breath of this group of men who were full of the smell of sweat.

A woman is dressed in a white burqa and wears a veil on her face, which makes it difficult to see her true face, and her body is full of holiness.

"Holy Maiden!" Mecente stared, lowered his head slightly, and looked respectful, in the Holy Roman Empire, the Holy See is an extremely special existence, and under the Holy Virgin seat of the Holy See, it is an awe-inspiring and inviolable object.

"Holy Maiden!" the Holy Roman Empire soldiers saluted, in the Holy Roman Empire, ordinary residents would be more or less influenced by the Holy See, and the soldiers were no exception, and they did not have the slightest blasphemy towards this noble holy woman.

The saint's eyes quietly glanced at Mechente, and said, "Lord Marshal, there is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not!"

"I don't know what the Holy Maiden thinks, you might as well say it, and let's discuss it together!" Mechin tried his best to speak politely, but his heart was full of contempt, the Holy Maiden, a little yellow-haired girl, she was a genius, she already had good strength at a young age, but when it came to commanding battles, it was still too far away!

Mechette thought silently in her heart, and found an excuse to deal with the saint, so as not to let her always interfere with her command.

"Lord Marshal, the griffons have not found the rebels, not that they have retreated to Manchester, but that they are hiding among the civilians...... "these rebels are extremely cunning, and they cover as civilians in peacetime, but in wartime they become armies, which is difficult to guard...... This is also the real reason why our Holy Roman Empire has not been destroyed for many years!"

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