Chapter 314: The battle of the battle, with words, the odds of winning
"Come in, Charlie."
There was a knock on the door, and before the housekeeper could even speak, the old man's words were heard in the study. As an eighth-level combat professional, even a pampered viscount still has this kind of perception.
"Lord Charlie, please."
Without further ado, the housekeeper immediately opened the door gently and bowed to invite the other party in.
Following the church into the study, Claudia saw an old noble man in rich clothes sitting behind a huge shank wood desk. However, what was on the table was not a book manuscript, but a huge
A sand table. In the center of the sand table stands a lifelike miniature model of Windsor Castle, surrounded by black chess pieces representing the devil. Among them, a devil chess piece carved with obsidian stands near the castle, which is particularly delicate and delicate. No explanation is needed.
, Claudia already understood that it represented the great devil.
"Oh? This is the messenger sent by the boy Mordina? A high-level vampire?"
Seeing the Blood Earl walking behind Charlie, Viscount Salk immediately focused his eyes, and at the same time, the aura around him shook unconsciously. It was obviously a habitual alert action of human veterans when they saw the undead race. However, with the presence of the Holy Church,
Even if a Blood Marquis came in person, he still couldn't get rid of him, so the old man quickly lost his temper.
"Yes, sir, she holds Moriarty's letter and has his sword as a letter." Charlie walked straight to the Viscount's side and stood there, leaving Claudia to face the old man.
"Why is Morty related to Dejia's undead bastards again?" The old man frowned and looked at the little girl whose aura was restrained. The old man seemed to be unhappy. After all, no normal human being likes vampires.
"Who knows, but she said she was Moriarty's magic pet." Charlie shrugged without any arrogance, but his eyes swept back and forth on the row of wine racks on the side wall of the study.
"Magic pet!?" The Viscount immediately shouted in surprise.
If the Blood Earl opposite is a "foreign thug" hired by Moriarty with a high salary, the old man still believes it; but if it is said to be a demon pet, this...does this high-level vampire have any mental illness or masochism?
"I just swore to surrender to Moriarty for a hundred years."
Naturally, Claudia could see the strange meaning in the Viscount's eyes, but she did not dare to refute it forcefully. It was quite "ostrich" to reveal that the identity of her familiar was actually "quite limited".
"Well, I understand." After all, the other party is the Blood Earl, and he is higher than me in terms of professional level. So the old man has the grace to not talk too much: "Give me Morty's letter. By the way, there is also the handle.
Magic sword."
"yes."
Claudia didn't bother to say anything, so she just put the letters and tokens on the edge of the desk, and then quickly returned to their original positions to avoid suspicion.
Immediately, the old man leaned forward. But he did not read the letter immediately. Instead, he took the silver sword in his hand first. Then he took out the sword blade, examined it carefully for a moment, and then stabbed it a few times. Then he returned the sword to its sheath with satisfaction.
Then... he hung the magic sword on his belt very naturally. Seeing this, Charlie just smiled "hehe" without knowing the meaning, while the Blood Earl was dumbfounded by the old man's "directness".
Finally getting the magic sword he wanted, the Viscount immediately felt happy, and he even liked the Blood Earl in front of him. Next, he took Moriarty's autographed letter and broke through the vermilion clay.
Seal it and read it carefully.
The old man read just one page of letter paper for ten full minutes. His originally smiling expression gradually returned to a hardened one.
"You should also take a look."
After pondering for a moment, Viscount Salk handed the letter to the church aside. Charlie took it casually, but he read it carefully.
"how do you feel?"
Charlie was originally the old man's confidant, but now he has been promoted to the extreme level, and his weight is even different. Naturally, his opinions must be consulted on this important military matter.
"I think it's good."
But Charlie just said a simple sentence, then returned the letter and said nothing more.
Naturally, the old man was already familiar with his beloved general's temper, and he immediately smiled.
"I already know what Mr. Moriarty means, just bring me a message back." Viscount Salk raised his head and looked at Claudia again.
"Speaking."
"We sincerely welcome the Legion of Olympus to Windsor Castle. Our Salk family will prepare an army to welcome you." The old man stood up and said loudly.
"yes."
The Blood Earl's eyes moved, and it seemed that the other party had agreed to the plan of the two parties to jointly attack the demon heavily armed group.
However, after receiving the message, Claudia was not ready to return immediately, at least the silver magic sword that had been hung on the old man's body was yet to be explained.
"Just leave this with me. Anyway, your master is a genius alchemist, and he needs only one or two small things."
Seeing the other party's gaze, the Viscount laughed without hesitation and said casually. And a three-star alchemy equipment with a market price of nearly ten thousand gold suddenly turned into a radish in the old man's mouth, and it was not hot to handle.
Extremely natural.
Regarding this, the Blood Earl couldn't help but slander him, but he didn't say anything more.
"Charlie, please send it out first."
Seeing that the other party had nothing more to say, the Viscount waved to see the guest off. Immediately, Holy Church accompanied the Blood Count and left the study.
Outside, the second-level housekeeper was still on duty. The corridor further away was still dark and quiet. As for the hall where people were gathering before, it was now empty.
"When you go back, remember to tell Moriarty that there are quite a few demons gathered in front of Windsor Castle. And the Salk family has been defending the city so far, and most of the sergeants are exhausted, so once the war starts, Olympus will definitely withstand the early offensive of the demon army.
And our most elite Knights of Windsor can only deliver the heaviest blow to the enemy by attacking at the most critical moment."
While walking slowly, Charlie explained some details to Claudia in a deep voice. Even though the Viscount didn't explain it clearly just now, as an important general of the Salk Family Legion, he naturally had already judged the outcome of the battle.
However, if the battle arrangement according to Charlie's words is indeed too difficult for Olympus. Because unlike Salk, which has a strong city to hold on to, Olympus is a true wild battle out of the city and needs to be fought on the plains.
The difficulty and risk involved in withstanding the frontal impact of thousands of demons can be imagined.
But on the other hand, the hundreds of warriors in Windsor Castle are indeed exhausted from long battles, and they will never be able to compete with the powerful demon corps. And the precious knights who have survived to this day are even less likely to be used in positional battles.
Therefore, taking the whole battle pattern into account, we can only rely on Olympus to hold off the Demon Corps' fierce attack first, or at least consume its energy and expose the opponent's flaws, so that the Windsor Knights can go all out to attack Huanglong. Otherwise,
, if Olympus is unable to bear the heavy responsibility, or is collapsed by the Demon Corps, then this battle will be lost, and Salk will no longer be able to take the initiative to rescue friendly forces.
Therefore, it can be said that 70% of the pressure for this strategic battle at Windsor Castle rests on Olympus's shoulders. Only by truly remaining motionless can we win this key battle.
"I will take your words back as they are." The Blood Earl was not good at military strategy, so he knew it and was willing to act as a mouthpiece.
"Very good." Shengtang nodded and added: "As for the devil, there is no need for Moti to worry about him, I will naturally take care of him. Of course, if he is interested, he might as well stand up and fight against the big devil. Part 1
He killed one last time, maybe he can succeed this time, haha!"
"What!? He has killed the Yakuza!?" Upon hearing these words, the Blood Earl was immediately surprised, apparently unaware of the glorious achievements of Olympus.
"You can go back and ask yourself." The church was too lazy to say more.
Soon, the two walked out of the inner castle.
“If you come again next time, remember to take the main entrance.”
Finally, after taking a meaningful look at the undead alien species in front of him, Charlie turned around and went back. Claudia, on the other hand, looked at the back of the church and stood still for a long time. After a while, she quietly disappeared.
At the same time, in the Viscount's study, Mathil was sitting behind the desk reading Moriarty's autographed letter. The old man was holding a meerschaum pipe and a piece of suede leather.
, carefully wiping the newly acquired magic sword.
"Father, are we really going to have a strategic decisive battle in three days?"
Putting down the letter, Mathil's expression was gloomy and unclear. Even with the strength of the Rhine and Windsor families, the opponent was a huge heavily armored corps with a big demon at his command, so the situation was not advantageous.
"Are you worried?" Without raising his head, the Viscount continued to play with the silver dagger while making a pun with a smile.
"Somewhat." Salk Pearl said calmly.
"Haha, you don't have to worry too much. That boy, Moti, is now in a strong army and has many strong men under his command. Didn't you see what happened just now? Even the majestic Blood Count Dejia has become a magic pet.
, Come to think of it, there is nothing he can't do." As if he heard his daughter's heavy thoughts, the Viscount sighed secretly, put down the dagger in his hand, and walked to Mathil's side.
"Father, what are our chances of winning?" Looking at the loving Viscount, Mathil hesitated and finally asked directly.
"It depends on Rheinburg." The old man was silent for a moment and said solemnly.
"For Morty?"
"Yes." The Viscount nodded: "In the future battle, if Olympus can face the demon attack and hold its position for ten minutes, we have a 30% chance of winning; if we hold on for thirty minutes, the chance of winning increases to 50%; if it can be strong
If the rock holds for half a day, our human coalition will win!"
"But what if we can't hold on?" Mathil almost blurted out without even thinking about it.
"If we can't hold on, haha, I think that with the protection of many strong men under his command, it shouldn't be a problem for the Mordiner boy to escape safely back to Rheinburg. But after that, the demons in Kent County will regain the absolute advantage, regardless of Windsor, Rhine, or Asia.
Neither Merillon nor McLean can take the initiative anymore and can only hold on to each other, hoping that reinforcements from Standwell will arrive before the demons breach the castle. But even so, the royal family will extend its hand from now on.
Entering the county, Kent County will never have peace again."
After saying that, the old man couldn't help but sigh slightly, his eyes showed a hint of worry, but it quickly disappeared.
And just when there was a lot of pressure in Windsor Castle, the Blood Earl was inexplicably blocked by demons on his way back. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!
