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The sky had just revealed the white of the fish's belly, and after a night's rest, the southern expeditionary army was ready to march, and the soldiers packed up their thick tents and put them in the carts of the logistics department to transport their baggage, they did not have so many space bags available. (First, Issue)

Mechente, the generalissimo of the Southern Expeditionary Army of the Holy Roman Empire, has been restless recently, he always feels as if something bad is about to happen, and several of the cavalry detachments sent out have lost contact, for the main force of the 500,000 Southern Expeditionary Army, this loss is naturally not worth mentioning, but Mechente feels that it is not so simple, he stands on the hill with his hands behind his back, and falls into deep thought.

"Lord Marshal!" Mei Qinte looked up slightly, and saw the holy woman coming in earnest.

"Holy Maiden!" Mechente frowned, but he could not help but maintain his apparent politeness, and he bowed slightly.

"How long will it be to Manchester!" asked the saint calmly.

"It's more than two days away, what?" Mechent replied with a slight squint, a flash of sharpness in her eyes.

"It's nothing, just ask!" the holy woman wore a veil on her face, so that people could not see her expression clearly, and they did not know whether they were happy or angry.

At this time, a soldier came running quickly, and as soon as he saw Mecht, he said anxiously, "Oh no, Lord Marshal, something has happened!"

"What?" Mechent was stunned for a moment, and he hurried to catch up.

"What the hell is going on?" Mechent asked as she walked.

"The assailant has been found...... "the soldier replied, "and a small detachment we sent out to reconnoiter was attacked, and the whole team was destroyed, and only the captain was still alive......

"But he won't live long!" replied the soldier.

As he spoke, the two of them had arrived at the temporary infirmary of the Southern Expeditionary Army.

The makeshift infirmary consisted of several huge tents, dimly lit, and on a makeshift bed, lay a man covered in blood, his eyes closed, and a deep wound emerging from his chest.

"Lord Marshal!" the man was the officer who had been killed and wounded by the Black Knight, and he managed to crawl back with all his might, and finally picked up a life, and when he saw Mechent enter, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"What's the matter, who hurt you like this......? What about the priest......" Mechente was startled, and he immediately cried out at a loud voice.

"Report to Lord Marshal, the priest is coming to the camp, and we have sent someone to urge!" one of the soldiers reported at once.

"Let him hurry up, it's important to save people!" Mechette still loves soldiers like children, otherwise there would not be so many soldiers willing to die for him.

"Your Excellency Marshal...... I...... There is an emergency military intelligence ...... Report to you......" said the officer with difficulty, "we ...... Team...... In the ...... of Scouting Time...... Met ...... Two necromancers...... Whole...... Annihilation ......"

"What? What did you say, necromancer?" Mechen was taken aback, he suspected that he had misheard, the necromancer, who had never had mission combat effectiveness in his imprint, actually killed the entire scout team, was this a myth or a fairy tale?

"What, it's a necromancer?" the saint was shocked, and it turned out that she had quietly followed at some point.

"Holy Maiden!" Mechette and the soldiers found the Holy Maiden and saluted her, but the Holy Maiden murmured as if she had not seen it, "How is it possible? Could it be ......?" a familiar face flooded her mind.

"Impossible, how can he still be alive in the world?" the saint shook her head, "It is impossible that the person who was chased and killed by the council is still alive, I must have thought too much!"

The holy woman's gaze fell on the officer's wound, only to find that he had lost his breath at some point.

"Alas—" Mechette wanted to ask a little more, but he was dead, so he sighed, and slowly closed his eyes, and he looked at him with a head, only to find that the priest had just come in at this time, and was looking at him bewildered.

Mechin snorted dissatisfied, waved his sleeves, and walked out.

"Who the hell hurt him? Could it be the Ebia Rebels? Hmph, I don't believe it is a necromancer!" Mechent, who had never seen a necromancer, didn't believe that necromancers had such great power, and if they did, they wouldn't have to play tricks on the streets for entertainment.

"Lord Marshal, the Southern Expeditionary Army is ready to set off!" a soldier came running to greet him.

"Let's go, then!" Mechent said, waving his hand.

"But...... The marshal ...... "The soldier hesitated, and his tone was slurred.

Mechente's brows furrowed, and there was some dissatisfaction in his expression, "What to say!"

"We won't have enough food for long...... "the food from the city of Amofa hasn't been delivered since yesterday!"

"What?" Mechente jumped when he heard this, this is worth it, the military rations are related to the actions of the entire Southern Expeditionary Army.

"Bastard!" Mechent suddenly became anxious, his eyes widened, and he said viciously, "What about the grain?"

"Report ...... Report to Lord Marshal!" At this moment, another soldier came running to report, and he cried out in a loud voice, "Lord Marshal, it is not good, the city of Amofa...... Amufa City...... Captured!"

"What?" Mechent's eyes were blood-red, and he grabbed the soldier by the collar and yelled, "What the is going on?

The soldier was frightened by the marshal, and his whole body trembled, and he said deliciously, "According to ...... News came from the rear...... Amufa City...... The city of Amofa was captured, and all the food was ...... It's all burned!"

"Burned!" the soldier's voice was so loud that everyone around him heard it, and they stood stunned with their mouths open, and the saint also heard it on the side.

"What do you mean, the grain has been burned?" Mechette roared, and as if remembering something, he let go of the soldier.

"Yes...... Yes, Lord Marshal, what shall we do now?" the soldier was stunned, but he did not see the murderous look in Mechente's eyes.

Mechente took a few steps back, turned around, and showed a back, and suddenly, a light flashed on his waist, and he saw a flash of light thrown out violently, "Boom-" sound.

"Uh...... Yes...... Ah......" The soldier clutched his neck tightly, a line of blood slowly emerged, and his eyes widened desperately, and he looked at Mechente in disbelief, and he did not understand to death why the marshal had killed him.

Mechette took a step forward, pointed to the corpse of the soldier on the ground and said coldly to the people around him, "This person is a spy, I have been paying attention to him for a long time, he is falsely spreading the news, intending to disturb the morale of the army, and he should be executed according to military law!"

"Oh......" The people around suddenly realized, but more people were skeptical, and only heard Mechant's high voice coming, "Now I order, the army will be drawn at once, and reach Manchester as quickly as possible......"

"Yes......" The soldiers replied loudly, and Mechin breathed a sigh of relief, if he hadn't used some means, the morale of the army would have been scattered, and this southern expedition against the Ebian rebels would have turned into a complete joke.

"Marshal, what's the matter?" Mechente's unusual behavior could be hidden from everyone, but not from the clever saintess of ice and snow, she approached Mechente's side and asked softly.

The Holy Maiden oversaw the battle on behalf of the Holy See, and Mechente naturally did not hide it from her, and he said in a low voice, "The city of Amofa has been breached, and all the grain has been burned!"

"What?" the holy woman couldn't believe her ears, how could it be that the heavily defended city of Amufa had been breached?

"Now we have to hide from everyone, force the army to speed up, and take Manchester as quickly as possible, otherwise we will not have a good life!" said Mechette softly in the saint's ear.

The movement of the 500,000-strong army was not casual, Mechente divided his troops into three directions and marched in unison, steadily and steadily, and was careful everywhere he went, but Juliana also had a countermeasure, she implemented a policy of fortifying the walls around Manchester, and Mechente's army could not find a grain of food in the area of Manchester, not even a single person, and even poisoned the water source.

Mezin had no choice but to speed up the army and at the same time block the news of the destruction of the city of Amofa, but despite this, the soldiers who had not eaten for two consecutive meals had vaguely guessed something, and rumors began to spread.

After more than a day of rapid travel, the 500,000-strong army of the Holy Roman Empire finally arrived in Manchester.

In front of Manchester, hundreds of thousands of Holy Roman Empire troops were lined up in a neat formation, densely packed, and there was no end in sight, and whoever saw such a number of mighty and majestic regular troops was already frightened to the point that their feet were weak.

Manchester, at the moment completely shrouded in black fog, Bai Sensen's bones continue to appear and disappear in the fog, making people unable to see the scene inside, in the black fog, from time to time there are one or two terrible screams like hell, which is terrifying, and the whole Manchester is like an impregnable castle.

"This is Manchester?" Mechette couldn't suppress the shock on her face, "why is it not what I expected......?" It seems like...... There's a strange and evil aura?"

The saint's brows furrowed slightly, "I don't know why, I always have a bad premonition!"

"Is it finally here?"

Mechent couldn't see the scene in Manchester, the Undercity, but from the Undercity, she could see it clearly, and Juliana stood on a high observation deck, quietly observing the outside, with a relaxed smile on her face.

Dome of the Dead!

This magic array placed in the Undercity is constantly releasing dark mist, shrouding the entire Undercity in black fog.

Now the Undercity has expanded tenfold compared to the original Manchester, and it has long been filled with all kinds of mechanisms, and the black fog is wrapped in a deep killing machine, ensuring that those invaders will not return.

There was no food, the battle line was stretched too long, and the advantage of geographical advantages, coupled with the auxiliary magic arrays arranged by necromancers such as the Necromancer Canopy, Juliana was already eighty percent sure of this battle.

"Miss, they're finally here!" Lauchron's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he grinded his fists, thinking about making a big move.

"See!" Juliana waved her hand faintly, "Let's take our seats, let's go as planned!" she glanced at Vivien, "The first wave of attacks will be carried out by the necromancer group......"

"Yes!" Vivien bowed slightly, saluted, and turned to take the order.

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