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"We don't want unachievable technology."
Washington warns.
"nature!"
Downton nodded.
"Where is the specific surprise attack plan?"
Floris saw that the situation was not good and spoke. The question was very pointed. If the answer is not clear or is too general, it will not be convincing.
"I'm going to divide it into six corps, please take a look!"
At Downton's instruction, Elaine instilled magic power into the Divi crystal, and the magic projection appeared.
"This is the terrain of the Peak of Despair. Three of them will be used as bait to harass and contain the enemy. The main force will break into the Peak of Despair. Two of them will be responsible for garrisoning, while the corps led by me will be responsible for the main attack mission.
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Seeing Downton talking eloquently and looking like a famous general, Sissi smiled infatuatedly and wanted to take a picture of this scene.
Even people like Flores, who had a grudge, had to admit that Downton was a king with great talent and strategy. If he won the holy war, he would be qualified to receive the reputation of a holy coffin.
"As for the means of retreat, it is to use the teleportation array of the Evil God Army. All three decoy corps have a very important task, to shake down the defenders."
Downton did not wait for the kings to ask, and directly told the story.
"Of course, there is still time, so the plan needs to be perfected. This requires the joint efforts of famous generals from all countries. I hope these people can submit a combat plan. In addition, please pay attention to keeping it confidential."
More and more kings raised their hands to propose, and their words were fierce. They even argued loudly.
Downton retorted one by one.
Floris was distracted. He knew that this atmosphere was not about Downton's defeat. On the contrary, it was because the kings were increasingly recognizing the plan, so they asked for details and were cautious.
"The one standing there should be my son!"
Floris lamented, watching Downton's verbal battle with the kings, the regret and frustration in his heart was like a tsunami, almost engulfing him.
The meeting had lasted for nine hours, and lunch and dinner time had passed. But the kings did not feel hungry at all and kept asking questions.
Even the hawks have become conservative about such an important decision. Of course they want to squeeze out more of Downton's secrets.
"Everyone, it's very late. Let's eat and take a rest. The meeting will continue tomorrow."
Di Lanxue stood up and clapped her hands to end the meeting.
"We still have a lot of questions."
Washington frowned, looking displeased at being interrupted.
"You can ask again tomorrow."
Di Lanxue's tone was also unquestionable.
"Yes, everyone is very tired. If we continue discussing like this, it will not be very efficient!"
Sissi persuaded.
"I'm fine!"
Downton wanted to facilitate this matter as soon as possible. One more day of delay would mean one more day of casualties.
"No, you need to rest."
Di Lanxue refused. If the person was to be the most tired today, it would definitely be Downton. His brain never rested during speeches and defenses.
"Yeah. Take a rest!"
Queen Liv left the table.
"what's for dinner?"
Freya looked at Sissi. People in the same camp naturally favored Downton.
"Okay!" Downton felt warm and it felt good to be cared about. "Well, everyone, today's meeting ends here."
The kings left their seats, but except for Floris, most of them did not leave directly. Instead, they came over and exchanged a few words with Downton first.
This is respect and recognition, which proves that Downton's performance at the meeting conquered these kings.
"It's perfect. I look forward to your next performance."
Washington was warm and cheerful. He just gave him a bear hug and patted Downton on the back. "Besides, I'm envious of your popularity. If you have time, can you teach me how to pick up girls?"
"You are too polite. Who doesn't know that Washington of Kuta was a romantic and passionate king?"
Downton said something special. He didn't like this kind of entertainment, but the status of these people was too high and they needed to be treated with dignity.
After a simple dinner, Downton went into his study to prepare a detailed plan to deal with any difficulties he might encounter tomorrow.
Sissi was holding coffee and was about to knock on the door when she heard a fierce quarrel coming from inside.
"Okay, since you refuse to give up the plan, then I will serve as the supreme commander of the surprise attack corps."
Di Lanxue's face was grim.
"No, there is no place for you in this surprise attack. You sit in the rear and help me suppress the nine empires."
Downton refused.
"After all, aren't you sure of winning?"
Di Lanxue refused to give in, "Either the plan is canceled or it is under my command. If not, I won't agree."
"Yes, I'm not sure, but I have to give it a try and let you stay, just to keep the last fire."
Downton was also annoyed, "Why don't you understand me?"
"Why should I understand you? Fire? You really think highly of me!" Di Lanxue sneered, "You are dead, what's the point of living for me?"
"Twilight, don't be willful."
Seeing Shishi Ji's eyes wet with tears, Downton's tone softened.
"I don't want to lose you again!"
Di Lanxue growled, "The world without you is gloomy. Save the continent? Who will save us?"
"Twilight……"
Downton whispered.
Di Lanxue, who had always been emotionally reserved, suddenly took a step forward, hugged Downton, and kissed him on the lips.
Downton was stunned for a moment, then began to kiss back, with tears streaming down his lips.
"Downton, give up and carry out the war step by step so that I can watch you for a few more years!"
Di Lanxue begged.
After listening to the quarrel inside, Sissi leaned against the door, then slid down weakly and sat on the carpet.
"Downton, I don't want to lose you either!"
Sissi buried her face in her knees, feeling extremely torn inside. She didn't want to disobey Downton. But which girl wants to see the man she loves rushing to a battlefield where he must die?
During today's meeting, Sissi was confused. She hated herself for being incompetent. She hated herself for being cowardly and unable to share Downton's worries.
The door opened. Di Lanxue pulled Sissi and walked into the study.
The three people in Downton are all core figures, and many people are paying attention to their activities. That night, rumors spread that the three of them stayed in the study all night.
The kings were all envious of Downton's amorous encounter, especially at the meeting the next day, when they saw that the eyes of the two princesses were as swollen as walnuts. They could not help but have divergent thoughts and random thoughts.
Downton had no time to worry about this. After a night of consideration, the kings were more prepared and the problem became more acute.
The progress of the meeting was more difficult than expected.
Saint-Jylland, Munich, a metropolis with a population of over ten million.
When the morning light rose, people started working for another day, but there was much less laughter and laughter in the past. Besides, apart from children and women, men were rarely seen on the street.
Just the day before yesterday, another round of conscription began.
Even in prosperous big cities, there are slums, such as the northwest corner of Nancheng District. In order to survive, they wake up earlier, go to bed later, and do more work than others in order to support their family.
Old and young.
Early in the morning, frightened shouts came from the Mahre family.
"My baby passed out!"
The disheveled housewife screamed for help.
"It must be food poisoning, right?"
A group of enthusiastic neighbors gathered around. Children from poor families were determined not to have money to see a doctor, so they had to be examined by experienced old men in the slums.
"The breathing is weakening rapidly. It's very serious. Send him to the church quickly and try your luck!" The old man looked solemn and greeted everyone, "Everyone, help me and prepare a truck."
The neighbors were busy and quickly prepared the cart, but what they saw was the housewife holding the child's body and crying.
"what happened?"
The street mayor came and cursed angrily.
"Another death?"
A police officer covered his nose with a handkerchief and asked solemnly.
The street chief was accompanied by a security team, which surprised the poor people because the security team rarely set foot in this dirty and messy place.
No one answered, and some timid people even began to leave secretly.
"what's going on?"
Seeing the sheriff going to check the body, the old man came over.
"It's really unlucky. From dawn to now, dozens of people have died. I'm beginning to suspect that someone poisoned them."
The street mayor cursed.
"Take the body and send it to the church." The sheriff stood up and warned loudly, "And you, please pay attention to your diet. The church will send people to purify the water before the afternoon. Before that, you are not allowed to drink it."
"No, give me the child back."
The housewife held her child in her arms and refused to let the security guards take her away. Usually when this happens, the clergy will inspect the body and then cremate it collectively.
For civilians, they believe that such an ending will prevent the soul from entering heaven, so they are quite resistant.
"Are you dead?"
The Sheriff cursed and was very angry when he was called out to work early in the morning.
"Go away!"
The security guards are not even afraid of ordinary citizens, let alone the poor people in the slums. They pick up the sheath of their swords and whip them violently.
A security guard reached out to grab the body, but at this moment, the dead child suddenly opened his eyes, and then pounced, biting his neck with claws and teeth.
"ah!"
The security guard retreated in shock and drew his sword to kill him, but the child suddenly had the same strength as an adult and pounced directly on him.
Poof!
The corpse bit the throat, and a large amount of blood spurted out, bright red. The security soldier's eyes turned white, and his limbs twitched weakly.
"Ah, the undead!"
The neighbors who were watching were so shocked that they ran away in all directions.
"Male, turning into an undead? But isn't this too fast?"
The Sheriff cursed and pulled out his weapon. After death, humans will have a certain chance of being transformed into undead, but he soon discovered something was wrong.
This child was actually able to breathe, and his pupils were dilated and covered with blue bloodshot eyes. Not only had his body swelled, he also had purple scales.
"child!"
The housewife subconsciously took two steps forward.
Roar!
The corpse roared, like a monster, and threw down the housewife. Its sharp claws had grown out and dug out the mother's heart alive, and it couldn't wait to stuff it into its mouth to chew.
"It's not an undead, it's a monster!"
Neighbors screamed and ran in all directions.
PS
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