Chapter 263 Introducing the King into the urn
At six in the morning, the sun that should have risen was covered by low dark clouds at this moment. The white clouds in the sky were full of worms, and the air was pushed up to the sky. Under the milky white clouds were black **, which was pressed heavily on the sky, making everyone's heart heavy and uncomfortable.
The catastrophe was a heavy rainfall around the world, and the accumulation of rain clouds was just heavy rainfall in some areas. Looking at the dark clouds in the sky, Johnson frowned, which was not good news for him. With the last impact, the enemy in front of him could be defeated, and this heavy rain that was about to fall added variables to the war that followed.
The heavy sound of horse hooves hit the ground, and on the horizon to the west, another golden knight suddenly appeared. The leading knight was holding a golden cavalry rifle in his hand, and there were dry and black blood stains on the tip of the gun.
"Knights of Glory!" Looking at the cavalry regiment running towards him, Johnson frowned: "What are they doing here?"
The Sacred Knights used to attack are the sharpest spear in the Pope's hands, while the Glory Knights used to defend are the hardest shield in the Pope's hands. Compared with the Sacred Knights, the Glory Knights' reputation is not prominent.
Boom! The horse's hooves hit the ground, and the dusty cavalry leader grabbed the horse's reins outside the camp and had been waiting outside the camp. The food he had prepared was served, and the saint took the cavalry leader to the camp and sent someone to notify Johnson.
Johnson's originally frowning frowns are now even more stuck together. He has an almost instinctive intuition about crisis and always expects something bad to happen.
When he walked into the conference room, he saw Ralph chewing a plate of meat, blood flowing down the corner of his mouth onto his armor. He picked up the dining cloth and wiped his breastplate crazily, but he didn't care about the blood dripping down the corner of his mouth.
The Saint looked at Johnson and then said in a low voice: "There is a rebellion in Jerusalem, and the Holy See needs to send the Knights to quell the rebellion. The Pope chose you, and Ralph will replace you as the supreme commander of the Eastern Expedition."
"What?" Johnson felt like he was dreaming. He was about to defeat the enemy on the other side. When he was about to collect all the fruits of victory, the superiors actually transferred himself away!
He said no. But seeing the bad things in Ralph's eyes, Johnson suddenly realized that if he did not obey the military order, they would be secretly executed. He could no longer do anything, so he could only swallow the sour fruit and slowly said: "I'll set off immediately."
The saint whispered, "If possible, please set off as soon as possible. The chaotic Jerusalem needs your Excellency, there should be only one voice of the Lord."
Johnson silently headed and then left the camp. The cavalrymen led the cavalry regiment began to gather things. The cavalry regiment, which was originally composed of 12,000 yuan, is now only 10,000 yuan left. The continuous battles have also caused losses to the cavalry regiment.
When the confidants who followed Johnson heard that they were about to go to Jerusalem, they all burst out immediately, and they were able to defeat the enemy on the other side and gather up this amazing skill. At this moment, they were transferred away, and they couldn't even understand the other person!
Nubenza, with red eyes, shouted to Johnson: "The blood of our brothers cannot flow in vain. Our brothers cannot die in vain! Why do we let us go? It is not to let the cowards of the Knights of Glory go to Jerusalem? There must be a problem here, there is a big conspiracy!"
Johnson was completely helpless, and his chest was bulging. After a while, he said: "Abide by the order and obey the command!"
"Oh!" The cavalry of the Holy Knights all sighed. The glory that should have belonged to them now belongs to others, and they were reluctant to let go out in shame!
The knights of the Knights of the Glory who had eaten and drank had a smile on their lips and began to whisper to the knights of the Knights of the Divine Knights.
"Look at them. They were dejected and looked like defeated roosters. Even if they dared to call themselves the Holy Knight, I was ashamed to be with them!"
"Yes! Yes! We cannot defeat the pagans on the opposite side for four consecutive days. The miscellaneous army on the opposite side will embarrass our Knights, embarrassment!"
"Brothers all cheer up. When we set out on the war, we will use a charge to defeat the pagans on the opposite side, so that the wastes of the Sacred Knights will know that it is not that the enemy is too strong, but that they are too weak!"
The ridicule of mockery, with all kinds of strange and eccentric tones, bursting into the body of the knight who was about to explode.
"This!" Nuben bit his teeth in with anger and made a squeaking sound: "It's so bullying! How can these bastards do this? They take advantage of themselves and act like they are good. They have to beat the chef after they have enough food."
"Hmph!" Johnson, who was leading the war horse forward, suddenly snorted heavily. No matter whether he was in the camp, he turned over the horse, clamped his legs and the horse's belly. The war horse stepped on four hooves and rushed towards the closed camp gate. Looking at the gradually approaching the camp gate, Johnson straightened his knight's spear and smashed it directly towards the camp gate.
Boom! The camp gate that was in line with the whole body was split in an instant. This shot seemed to vent all the grievances and resentment of the Holy Knights. Johnson shouted loudly: "Set out!" The Holy Knights were like an angry dragon, rushing unscrupulously on the wasteland.
Ralph at the camp tent picked up a white napkin and slowly wiped the blood stains on the corner of his mouth. Looking at the camp gate destroyed by Johnson, he whispered: "A guy who dares to be cruel to his own people will always be a useless waste!" As he said that, he looked at the dark clouds and the sky, he waved slightly, "Let the soldiers rest, and don't attack today."
Hua Yang, who was standing at the camp tent, carefully observed everything opposite. The Knights of Honor replaced the Holy Knights, which was not good news for Hua Yang. The decisive battle that should have been held today seemed to have been postponed, adding some variables. Hua Yang's brows were tightly frowned.
After a while of silence, Hua Yang suddenly asked: "If I retreated into the canyon now, what would you do?" The obscure sky was dark clouds and thick water vapor was sucked in the air. It would not take long for heavy rain to pour down.
"Replacing generals at the last stage is a taboo in military tactics. If you retreat further, the new general will definitely follow you in order to avoid the opportunity to wipe out your entire body in order to avoid it..." There is no need for Op to say anything else. Hua Yang already understood everything. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his heart slowly became warm.
"What are you waiting for? Keep going back!" With this order, the army of 12 million moved again. The tent that had just been tied up was put away, and the wooden stakes hitting the ground were also gathered, all retreating along the canyon. Under the already dark sky, a gust of cold wind suddenly roared out.
"What?" Ralph, who was sleeping on the recliner with a lot of burp, stood up with wide eyes: "They actually retreated?" His eyes flashed with surprise. He was used to being the leader of the cavalry, and after his surprise, he flashed ecstasy, his face flashed with ecstasy: "They are indeed at the end of their strength and have been holding on!"
The Saint's deity hurriedly ran into the room: "The Pope asked us to wipe out this enemy. As long as we can kill them, half of the entire China has fallen into our pockets." As she said that, she flashed in her eyes: "You must not lose your opportunity and never come again. There is no better opportunity than in front of you! Should you gain unparalleled merits or leave a joke to be ridiculed. I think you have a certainty in your heart."
Ralph said: "How can the fish that has been hooked to run away?"
As the Shanquan Valley army retreated, the Crusaders, who had originally planned to rest, also chased them out in an instant. Shanquan Valley retreated with agility, and the Crusaders chased them quickly, running along the wide mountain road one after another.
Such a terrain suitable for ambushing also made Ralph flash in surprise. The life-type psychics had already detected three times. They did not find any signs of life in the valley, which made the nervous Ralph let go of his hanging heart and continue chasing forward with the army.
There is a corner of nearly 60 degrees in the slender valley, and a strong offensive was built at the corner. It was wrapped in dense vegetation and could not be found in the sky. After the double hair entered the valley, Hua Yang slowly knocked on his breastplate and could close the door and beat the dog!
The mechanical cockroaches with the highest damage in the past few days were the mechanical cockroaches. Three million mechanical cockroaches were half damaged. After receiving the signal from Hua Yang, they immediately accelerated from the rear team, opened the hatch door to fill the combatants that had been prepared, and then jumped onto the cliffs on both sides of the mountain and detoured along the sides of the mountain like walking on the ground. The whole plan played the most critical link. Whether the enemy can be wiped out in this small valley depends on whether they can complete the detour encirclement.
The retreating soldiers of Shanquan Valley formed a formation here based on the fortifications. Victory has read 50% of them. As long as you delay for a while, you can read 100% soon.
Ralph, who was passionate in his heart, followed him tightly, looked at the deserters in front of him and stopped and set up a formation to face the enemy. Ralph leaned forward with the Knights of Glory, as if a gentleman was about to have a big meal, always had to tie a white tablecloth before the meal.
"Run! Why don't you pagans run away?" At this moment, Ralph showed good cultivation, looked around the green mountains around him, and whispered: "I see that the mountains and rivers are beautiful here, just for your burial place. Do you have any last words to explain?"
The guy who is sure to win is always full of confidence. He begins to think about how to compose a sing poem like a minstrel. Ralph loves literature very much, and even feels that his hand riding a spear is better than other people's Qianxiu. This should have been a pair of hands that have written the poems that have passed down through the ages. Unfortunately, this bastard and damned world destroyed a poet who should have been great.
Looking at Ralph opposite, a feeling rose in Hua Yang's heart, and that was the only feeling, that was disgusting. He asked directly: "How did you know that we were the ones who wrote the suicide note, not you! Open your eyes and look around carefully. There are indeed beautiful mountains and rivers here, but there are many murderous intents here!"
Hua Yang said as he tapped his fingers on his chest. The evolvers who received the signal in Shan immediately pulled away the disguise on the fortifications, and then set up a series of 12.7 mm caliber guns. The silver-light gun body shone brightly under the dark clouds, and the cold muzzle aimed at the crusaders below, making everyone very uncomfortable.
"Yeah?" Ralph was surprised. He didn't expect that there was an ambush! But after seeing the weapons in the hands of the people around him, Ralph's face turned dark. A group of evolutionists of about one level were actually carrying old guns from decades ago. Some were designed by World War II. What were they doing? Are they playing house?
The nervous Crusader immediately pulled out his shield to guard against long-range fire attacks. After seeing clearly that there were some old gunpowder weapons around him, everyone was full of disdain. Then he looked at Hua Yang with the eyes of the nerve-wracking patient, and the sarcasm on the corners of his mouth became more and more intense.
"This guy was driven crazy by pressure! He actually wanted to fight with antique guns!"
"It's not just the commander's crazy. I think all the pagans are crazy, otherwise how could they be so naive? I almost idiotically believe that antique guns have lethality."
Someone else had already raised his chest and shouted to the evolutionist above: "Boy, aim at my chest and hit me, let me see if your toys can leave a gap in my plate armor."
Hua Yang's face was as deep as water, allowing the crusaders in front of him to mock and scold him. Leop opened the three-dimensional screen. Hua Yang could see mechanical cockroaches flying on the top of the mountain, and his speed had reached its limit. Then he charged under the mountain, and rushed to the foot of the mountain almost instantly, setting up a tight defensive formation, and then digging continuously on both sides of the mountain.
As the rocks were dug up, the commanders and soldiers in the mechanical cockroach jumped out and rushed into the mountain, and the truck inside rushed out quickly.
At the same time, a fleet of thirty airships in the sky led large trucks armed with firepower output to descend. Trucks came out and landed smoothly at the entrance of the valley, forming a staggered firepower, blocking the entire entrance of the valley.
Ralph naturally noticed such an abnormality, and his eyes quickly narrowed into a slit. The person who could lay the foundation of the six provinces was definitely not an idiot, but now he made such arrangements. Are these firearms really deadly?
Just as Ralph hesitated, Hua Yang knew that the entrance of the valley had been blocked. He slowly knocked on his breastplate, and a neat sound of loading suddenly came from the silent valley, and a buzzing sound of creepy sound! The threat escalated instantly, and a creepy cold ice floated in the air.
Hua Yang stared at Ralph with a cold look, shouting: "Submit, or die!"
Hua Yang, who was sure to win, was full of confidence. The murderous aura around him was like substance, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking at a piece of fat cream that could be cut at will.
Such behavior shocked Ralph's heart. He narrowed his eyes slightly to look at the antique guns beside him. Even the plasma cannons were only useful for combat power less than 10,000. More than 10,000 are useless. Now these weapons really threaten everyone's lives?
Ralph also looked at the Saint when he was surprised. The Saint shook his head out of reach, signaling him to be calm. This matter was strange everywhere, and the Saint's heart became uneasy. She had contacted the Pope and asked the three million reserve teams to rush here, whether it was to catch turtles in a jar or close the door and beat dogs, it was a safe moment to seek it.
Ralph and the Saint were silent, which did not mean that others would be silent. A strong crusader jumped out and cursed at Hua Yang: "Who do you think you are? You idiot, you stick, carrying a few fire sticks, and wanting to make us surrender. I'm not scared..."
Bang! The crisp gunshots interrupted the guy's dirty words. The originally complete steel helmet soared into the sky. The head below shattered into many petals like a rotten watermelon. Red and white slurry and colorful things. These mixed together made everyone shut their mouths!
"What did I see! Hallucination! It must be hallucination!"
"How can antique weapons kill people? This is the magic of pagans, this is the curse of pagans!"
“…” “…” “…” “…” “…” “!!!”
People always doubt their incomprehensible things, and even guess whether there are conspiracies and tricks hidden in it. The crusaders, who were originally full of disdain, were full of fear in their suspicion.
Sniper rifles sounded one after another, and all the amplifiers in the Crusaders were blown up, and the command system was completely paralyzed and failed for a moment.
"I don't waste much time. From now on, I will count three times. If you don't put down your weapons, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Hua Yang said as he stretched out his fist, not giving others a chance to refute, and directly started to count: "One! Two! Three!" Only one second was separated between the three voices. Six seconds later, Hua Yang knocked on his breastplate!
Twist! Twist! Twist! Twist! Twist! Twist! The guns opened fire, and the marrow bullets formed a dazzling barrage. In the narrow canyon, they fired at all the Crusaders in succession. The 12.7mm-caliber bullets rushed to the front of the evolver. After the warhead touched the plate armor, it directly detonated the marrow warhead in front.
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom! The strong plate armor was beaten to pieces, and the tyrannical bullets drilled directly into the body of the Crusaders, smashing the strong body to pieces.
For a moment, the small valley became a slaughterhouse, and the Crusaders attacked by gunfire seemed to have returned to more than a year ago, when they were not evolvers, and they were obedient to those who possessed guns.
Twist! The mutated war horse was hit by big holes and stood unsteadily and fell to the ground. Ralph on the horse was lying in a pool of blood, and his heart was full of despair. What's wrong with this world? Could it be that he became an evolver and was just a dream in Nan Ke.
The roaring gunshots slowly stagnated, and the smoke was still on the valley, floating under the dark clouds, and even the sob mountain wind could not disperse the smoke of smoke.
Hua Yang, standing on the truck, carried his arms, and looked at the crisp mountains dyed reddish brown. In the pool of blood and meat, there were stunned crusaders, and the horses that had been sieved. The world that had been subverted was once again subverted, and this time the subversion meant destruction to the Crusaders. (To be continued.
Chapter completed!