Cataclysmic Transformation

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As night fell, in a small dark room in the dark city, the pale yellow magic lamp kept spinning, emitting a faint light.

On a table of more than ten meters, several leaders of the Abyssinian rebels gathered. Their eyes were silently staring at the huge map covered with the table, and there was a deep worry in their eyes.

"A half-million ... a half-million army ..." Uncle Jungle looked at the map and muttered.

Not only Junger, everyone present had little confidence.

The full force of the Ethiopian Resistance Army is only more than 100,000. This is still a dark army. It does not include a large number of ordinary people like farmers. They have only been rolled in the face of the 500,000 elite legions of the Holy Roman Empire. Share.

It seems that the Holy Roman Empire has been determined to succeed, and formally restored the order in the province of Ebia. There is no room for them to move.

Juliana looked at the map quietly, her brow furrowed, her thoughts and thoughts dignified.

At this time, Laukelen next to him "coughed", "Miss! Now this situation, I am afraid to have to bother a big man to support the scene, we agreed to his request, and he always had to come out with some sincerity. Yes……"

Juliana didn't answer. She naturally knew who the big man was. While talking, Ron pushed the door open and walked in.

"At the meeting, huh, huh, how come, did you come up with something?" Ron greeted him with a smile as soon as he came in. He was always very kind to his partners.

"The prestige is over?" Juliana squinted at him and couldn't help saying, "Don't you inform you of the meeting early? Are you coming now?"

For some reason, she always sees Ron as unsightly, even if he becomes a powerful player in Sanctuary!

It's not a trivial matter to set up a natural disaster church on your own land and build your own faith. If you are forced to do nothing, Juliana will say nothing about cooperating with Ron.

"Point me at the magic of the undead students!" Ron smiled, his eyes falling on the map of the table. "How, have you figured out what to do?"

Facing Ron's cynical look, Juliana raised her brow slightly, and her eyes were irritated. "The solution is there, but, it's about bothering you, the Scourge's young master!"

"No problem!" Ron slapped his chest. "But I don't have much research on war or anything. Just tell me what to do!"

Ron naturally knows the difficulties of Juliana. Since he has established his faith in the kingdom of Ebia, he has to do something.

"That's good!" Juliana patted the table and pointed at the map with her hand. "Ron, look, this is Amufa City! It's more than three hundred kilometers from Manchester, no, Undercity!"

"This is where the 500,000 Holy Army of the Holy See gathers grain. I got a report that a lot of grain will be transported here recently!"

A half-million army went south, and the food needed was not a small number. The soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire were also humans, and they also needed food. With so much food, the space bag could not fit. Besides, the Holy Roman Empire did not have the luxury of every ordinary person. The soldiers sent a space bag.

"Yes!" Ron's eyes were fixed on the small city, with a dignified look in his eyes. "What should I do?"

"It's easy! What kind of people from the Scourge Church you led, captured this place, and ... burned the food there!" Julianna smiled a sinister smile in her eyes, "As long as there is no food, Holy Rome The empire has a terrible headache. If the food of 500,000 troops cannot be supplied in one day, there will be trouble. In the end, the Holy Roman Empire can only helplessly withdraw its troops! "

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

Julianna threw this biggest problem and unfinished task to Ron. Of course, she only talked about it, and did not expect Ron to really do it, just wanted to suppress Ron ’s arrogance. If Ron Eun dare to accept it, then naturally lowered her head in front of her.

When everyone heard it, they gasped. If the plan was successful, there would be basically no need to fight.

"Oh!" Ron's eyes narrowed and he nodded lightly, as if he understood.

"Why? Don't you dare?" Laughron also couldn't breathe, and said with a sharp voice.

"Oh!" Ron smiled slightly, glancing at Juliana and Laukelon, and smiled, "You don't need to excite me! We are all grasshoppers on a rope now, and no one can live without it! I will not refuse to do what I am doing, is it just a city of Amufa? I took this task! "

"What?" Everyone couldn't believe their ears when they heard, "You mean, your natural disaster church is going to accomplish this task?"

"It's not our Scourge Church! It's me!" Ron said quietly. "The Necromancer Remain stays here and protects the Undercity! I'm going to attack Amufa City!"

"You mean ... you're alone?" Even Juliana was stunned this time. This Ron is too big. Even if he is a strong man in the sanctuary, he wants to capture the heavily guarded city of Amufa. It is not an easy task. Important cities like Amufa generally have powerful defensive magic circles and magic crystal cannons. These things are enough for the sanctuary powerful to drink a pot. On the battlefield, especially in defensive battles Among them, the role played by the sacred domain powerhouse is very limited.

This is an impossible task!

"Ron, you have to think about it. Amufa City is a city defended by heavy soldiers. There may even be Sanctuary powerhouses!" Catherine is still very concerned about Ron, she said.

"I said no problem, no problem!" Ron smiled at Catherine, grateful for her concern for herself, "I captured the city of Amufa and burned the food there. I was enough!"

At this moment, Juliana also recovered from the shock and said lightly, "Ron, you can take this task, very good! But you have to remember, three days! Only three days, if only three days If the mission is not fulfilled, then half a million troops will come to the Undercity, and by then, there is no need to plan any more! "

"Three days?" Ron groaned a little and nodded. "I get it!"

...

In the winding mountains, a long dragon is slowly moving. The soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire, some of them walk, some ride on horses, they are all wearing heavy armor, well equipped, and these are professional combat. A true portrayal of soldiers.

They are truly professional soldiers, and they have been selected from an early age to be trained elites in the military.

Walking ahead are elite cavalry soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire. They ride giant horses. These giant horses are two heads taller than ordinary horses. Their limbs are as thick as elephants, and their body muscles are bulging.

It is said that these giant horses have the bloodline of noble Warcraft, regardless of strength and endurance. Of course, the consumption of these giant horses is also huge, and the logistics requirements are extremely high. Each meal requires a large number of bean cakes. Among these special bean cakes It even contains meat.

Such elite cavalry regiments were equipped with only ten legions in the huge Holy Roman Empire. However, for this southern expedition to the province of Ebia, they dispatched two such elite cavalry regiments.

A giant middle-aged man walked ahead on a giant horse.

Meqinte, said to be the sworn brother of the current Emperor Charles XXVII of the Holy Roman Empire, as his left arm and right arm, was highly valued by Charles XXVII,

Born in the noble family of the Holy Roman Empire, he has excellent royal blood and is the highest commander of this southern army. He is an excellent soldier with a hundred battles and the strength of a great swordsman.

At this time, a griffon descended from the sky and landed steadily on the ground. Mechentel held the horse's head and nodded lightly.

A griffon knight pressed his chest and regarded it as a salute. "Report to the Marshal, we have penetrated into the province of Ebia, only about 400 kilometers from their headquarters in Manchester ..."

"More than four hundred kilometers?" Meqinte frowned slightly, "Very well, maybe more than a day later, our Griffon knight can reach the sky above Mannister!"

@ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html Thinking about it for a while, Meqinte asked, "Are there any traces of the chaos in Ebia?"

"Report Master Marshal, no!" The Griffon Knight answered honestly.

"Not found?" Meqinte smiled and said aloud, "Haha, it seems that these chaotic parties knew that the army was coming, they began to shrink their troops, and they all retreated to Manchester. If so, it would be a good thing, we You can have a decisive battle in Manchester and get them all out! "

"In this way, maybe we will end the battle in a few days, and we can't say that everyone can go back to the Bright God's Festival!" Mei Qinte said with a smile, he was very accurate in the situation. In his opinion, he wanted to The chaotic parties who managed to complete the province of Ebia did not need so much military power at all. Those who were poorly equipped and had no fighting spirit were simply not opponents of the heroic soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire.

"Master Marshal is wise!" The soldiers clapped on their farts, and Meqinte was also a little fluttering. For his battle-hardened combat career, such a combat mission was not challenging at all!

"No! Master Marshal, you think it's too simple!" At this time, a clear voice sounded, like a pearl drop jade plate, very nice.

During the talk, a pretty figure came slowly, and a scent of fragrance appeared in the group of men who were full of sweat and smell.

A woman wore a white burqa and a veil, making people unclear and full of holiness.

"Santa Virgin!" Meqinte's eyes narrowed, his head slightly bowed, respectful, and in the Holy Roman Empire, the Holy See was a very special existence, and under the Holy Virgin of the Holy See, it was awe-inspiring object .

"Sir Lady!" Holy Roman Empire soldiers saluted one after another. In the Holy Roman Empire, ordinary residents were more or less affected by the Holy See, and the soldiers were no exception. They did not blaspheme the noble lady. heart.

The Saint's eyes glanced quietly at Meqinte and said, "Sir Marshal, there is something to say if I should or should not speak!"

"I don't know what the old lady has to say, let's say it. Let's discuss it together!" Meqinte tried to be polite, but his heart was full of contempt. The little girl, a little yellow-haired girl, is a genius. At a young age, he has great strength, but when it comes to commanding combat, it is still too far away!

Meqinte was silent in his heart, and he just made an excuse to deal with the saint, and don't let her interfere with her command.

"Master Marshal, the Griffon Squad did not find the chaos. It was not that they retreated to Manchester, but that they were hidden among the civilians ..." The Saint said, "These chaos are extremely cunning. They usually cover themselves as civilians, but in wartime. Turning into an army is invincible ... this is the real reason why our Holy Roman Empire has been fighting for many years! "