The news of Luman's ascension to the throne spread throughout the Divine Alliance in a short period of time. Every empire, every noble family and even every foreign leader on the continent of Bis received this unexpected news at the first time.
, but the news is disturbing.
Various demonic empires are also paying close attention to the development of the situation, and they regard this as a rare comedy.
The monarchs of the various empires belonging to the gods have seen from the changes in the top management of the temple that the attitude of the gods towards this matter has changed, and they no longer blindly favor Luman as before.
The noble families and foreign leaders also saw some bad signs from the withdrawal of troops and the material embargo... In the subsequent meeting, all the forces were unable to correctly judge the final thoughts of the Gods, so they had to wait and see what happens.
decision.
In their view, in the Sibiya Empire, one side is Luman who has taken the throne, and the other side is the Keda family who is struggling to resist. In between, there are countless small forces trying to please both sides...
Who will win and who loses in the end, and who dares to guarantee it? And Luman's senior officials died unexpectedly one after another. For these nobles whose life-long goal is to enjoy themselves, a bloody threat is greater than any diplomatic means or war.
Winning or losing is even more frightening...
The fate of the Sibia Empire is really not as changeable as usual.
The men led by Cohen have been traveling in several provinces around the Holy Capital, where they can obtain maximum intelligence. Of course, a piece of information about Ruman's ascension to the throne will also be passed to Cohen Keda.
But Cohen only smiled faintly, tore up the information and threw it aside, and asked someone to spread the map on the ground.
"As soon as Luman came to the throne, he would definitely use troops against the Dark Province to boost morale. Even if he didn't start fighting immediately, he would first mobilize troops to transport food." Cohen pointed at the map and said: "Tell Amaterasu to find Luman's logistics base.
Come out and maintain the necessary connection with the darkness."
"Sir, we have less than a hundred people. Even if Luman's logistics are found, we can't attack him..."
"Do as I say." Cohen stood up and said, "That's it."
Watching Cohen leave, several captains of the Guards looked at each other.
Shi Yan thought for a while and decided to pass on the order first.
"What do you want to do, sir?" A captain asked everyone in a low voice: "Are you going to attack the logistics base?"
"Don't make unnecessary guesses." Dinah said, "Of course the commander has his own ideas. Let's just try our best to do it."
"Then let's..." A captain looked at Cohen in the distance, then lowered his voice and said, "Should we take the commander back at the appropriate time?"
"Depending on the situation, my ability is limited, but the sir's rage is getting more and more violent, and my magic can no longer suppress it." Dinah replied: "The sir has almost made enough trouble. Once this operation is over, we will do this...
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Several men were discussing how to knock Cohen out and transport him back to the darkness. Rock listened quietly without saying a word - everyone already knew that he had this intention, but as the captain of Rock's Guards, he could not bring this with him.
head.
"Silence!"
A lookout in the tree made a gesture, and soon the guards sent to deliver the information came to several captains.
Cohen listened to the latest situation with an expressionless face.
Due to the withdrawal of mercenaries from other divine kingdoms, the direct troops trained by Luman himself finally made their debut. One after another, well-equipped troops came out of the hard labor fields in more than a dozen provinces, and there were also a number of gangsters scattered in various countries.
A group of people gathered in the military camp in the Holy Capital and put on military uniforms.
Coupled with the soldiers from various countries who were recruited with heavy sums of money, he could mobilize a total of 300,000 troops to participate in the attack.
But this is not the most important thing. There are signs that Luman has a force that has been setting out for a long time, and is heading towards the back of the Dark Moon Province along the national border.
When Luman's true power is revealed, it should not be taken lightly. There are more than 300,000 people, which is a huge number if concentrated.
"Sir." The Guardsman who sent back the information gasped and said, "This information has just arrived. The other side of the darkness probably doesn't know about it yet."
"If they attack from both front and back, Dark Moon Province will definitely be in danger, but it will take at least ten days for the information to be sent back to Darkness, and it will take time for this information to be transferred." Rock raised his head and said: "That will cause trouble."
Cohen's finger slowly slid across the map, finally stopping on the symbol of the Holy City.
"When you hit someone, hit the sore spot." Cohen said calmly: "Let's go to the Holy Capital."
"Holy City?"
"It is impossible to stop the detouring army now." Cohen tightened his belt: "The only thing we can do is to disrupt their frontal arrangements."
"We have less than a hundred people and cannot cause any substantial blow to the enemy." A captain took over: "Sir, you often teach us not to be impulsive when things happen."
"This is not impulsive." Cohen cast an approving look at this subordinate and began to emphasize the correctness of this action: "We are just sending a message to let the enemy think that we understand everything..."
"Then this is..."
"The enemy will think that we know everything about them, and it is possible to change the plan... The old method is to let the enemy defeat itself. Let's go!"
That afternoon, following the traces left by the transport convoy, Cohen found a rebel grain depot outside the Holy Capital City.
This grain depot is the largest of the five major grain reserves of the entire rebel army. It has stored a large amount of grain over the years. The grain is usually stored in underground warehouses, and the perimeter is very tightly guarded.
This time, in order to provide food for the rebels who were about to mobilize, the food from the underground warehouse was taken out one by one, and all was piled in the open air, waiting for shipment by the convoy.
Looking at the grain piled as high as a hill on the horizon in the distance, Cohen was very surprised. It was the first time that the rebels had to transport so much grain, and he could vaguely guess the size of the attacking army.
"Listen carefully, the rebels must have other bases, ordnance, clothing, wood, horses, etc..." Cohen said to the rock beside him: "Inform Amaterasu and Mafa that in the area close to the Holy Capital, only
Keep enough necessary intelligence personnel, and concentrate the rest immediately."
"yes."
"Order them again that all roads leading to the two provinces of Darkness and Dark Moon must be completely destroyed." Cohen wiped away the cold sweat on his head: "Pass it back one stop at a time, and destroy it for me at each stop.
!Bridges, passes, canyons, dig holes for me, wash them with floods, trigger landslides..."
Shi Yan reminded while writing: "I heard that the Prime Minister also sent many small troops..."
"Let them destroy supply depots everywhere." Cohen said: "Stop assassinating important officials and attack supply depots and transport convoys!"
"Yes!" Rock said, "Then what do we do?"
"We must try our best to destroy the enemy's plan... We don't have enough manpower, so we have to act separately." Cohen thought for a while: "I will arrange what you want to do, and I will go to the Holy City for a walk."
"Sir, this is in the Holy Capital and is very well guarded."
"No matter how strict it is, what needs to be done must still be done. I heard that the new prime minister of the rebels is a very important figure, and Luman relies on him very much... The real focus of this matter should be on him." Cohen patted the rock.
The shoulder: "It's okay, I will arrange a good program for this young man. We will go back after finishing this."
Three days later, the Holy Capital Palace.
The new Prime Minister held a large number of official documents in his hand and walked quickly into His Majesty Luman's study. Opposite Luman's desk, several generals stood in a row, discussing military affairs.
"Good day, Your Majesty." The Prime Minister put the official documents on the desk: "These require your Majesty's signature."
Luman took the pen and asked the Prime Minister about the logistics progress.
"Everything went smoothly, and His Majesty's plan was very effective." The Prime Minister said humbly: "The enemy's assassination operations have also been curbed. In recent days, there has been no news of the assassination of major officials."
"Just stop! During this time, several assassins have caused a stir in people's hearts." Luman said angrily: "But we can't relax our vigilance. The hunters who have gathered in the Holy City cannot be dispersed. We must be ready to dispatch at any time.
preparation."
"yes."
"Our army is marching towards the front line, but after the New Year there has been more rain and the roads have become muddy." Luman stood up and walked back and forth in the room: "We must ensure the progress of the march. In addition, you also need to ensure the safety of the officials in the Holy City."
You have to pay more attention. As long as you survive this period of time, this thorny problem will be solved."
"clear."
It was at this time that Cohen and his men had just assigned tasks, and groups of intelligence personnel who had urgently gathered in the Holy Capital dispersed, disguised themselves, and moved closer to the predetermined target.
These are all young people, most of whom have been trained in the military academies of the Dark Province. When they heard that they were going back to their old profession and that their "boss" was leading the team, they almost cheered.
The whole plan was very carefully arranged, with more than a dozen teams of people, the time of the attack, the method of the attack, the retreat route, the meeting place, the hiding area... Cohen asked them to memorize it all.
Worried about the weak combat effectiveness of each squad, Cohen also dispersed his own guards and assigned them to each squad.
When Rock expressed concern about Cohen's safety, Cohen said: "I won't go. After finishing the work, you can meet me in the Holy Capital City."
"Sir, what are you doing?"
"I want to observe the reaction of the top rebels." Cohen said: "They have replaced a group of the most important officials, and the system is not the same as before. If I don't see it, I will not know whether there will be a war in the future."
"Bring some guards!"
"No! What you are going to do is related to the safety of two provinces. One more person means more certainty." Cohen whispered: "If your action fails, our army will suffer great losses. You
Remember, you must complete my order even if you risk your life!"
"But……"
"But damn you..." Cohen yelled, "What do you know! Get out!"
Rock still wanted to object, but looking at Cohen's face, he still didn't say anything.
Putting on his casual clothes, Cohen staggered into the gate of the Holy City.
Walking on the streets of the Holy City, I saw those shops, those pedestrians, and everything around me looked so familiar that it was almost uncontrollable. The happy past memories I had experienced with Fichet emerged one by one in Cohen's mind...
But now, this is the headquarters of the rebels.
When he thought of the rebels, Cohen's heart surged with all-consuming rage.
But as a commander, he also retained a trace of rationality... Although he mobilized all the manpower around the Holy City, this power was unable to complete all the orders he gave. Even if they were lucky enough to complete the mission, they would still be dead.
Get away with your whole body...
The only way now is to attack in the east and west, use himself as bait, stick the Holy City security team firmly in the city, and buy time for his men.
As for his own safety, Cohen didn't think about it. Firstly, he didn't have the time, and secondly, his heart was numb. Even he himself couldn't figure out why the world in his eyes became dim as soon as Fishette fell.
What kind of world is this! Everything that happens has nothing to do with him anymore, and Cohen no longer has any emotions of like or dislike for everything...
No, this is not quite correct. It should be said that his whole person and heart stayed at the moment when Fichet fell. For him, this world only has the past, no present, and no future...
Except for the bright red of blood, he could no longer feel any other color in his vision. Except for the violent desire to kill, no other emotion could dominate his body...
From that moment on, Cohen didn't take the enemy's life seriously, and similarly, he didn't take his own life seriously either. Anyway, he should have died long ago, and he should have died the moment Fichet fell.
Cohen bought a bottle of low-quality red wine at the corner of the street and took a sip on the street. However, other than feeling the coldness of the liquid, his tongue did not send any other sensation to his brain.
Then Cohen turned into an alley, and after only a few circles, he got rid of a group of guards who were secretly following him.
When it was just dark, the prime minister finally left the palace after a hard day's work. A team of guards marched neatly and took the upstart of the empire back to his mansion.
After arranging trivial matters in the vestibule, the Prime Minister walked into the garden with a few servants. Dinner was already placed in the pavilion built on the pool, and he ate his dinner here every day.
"Sir, the butler of the Minister of Ceremonies came here this morning." The attentive butler put on a blue coat for his master: "He said he would like to invite you to his mansion tomorrow night..."
"Refuse it for me." The prime minister's soft voice sounded: "I don't want to see his face."
"Yes, there are a few more generals..."
"Refuse them all." The Prime Minister's tone was clearly full of dissatisfaction: "Those are a group of rude vulgar people."
After hearing what the Prime Minister said, a woman who looked like a concubine came over, smiling all the way: "Since you came to the Holy Capital, I haven't seen you smile happily."
"If it were you, you wouldn't be happy either." The Prime Minister explained to the people around him, revealing his feelings without hesitation: "I have long heard that the Holy City is a good place, but I didn't know until I came here that the Holy City is a good place.
Now he is just like the person who occupies him - both are so filthy."
"Looking at what you said, is there no one in this empire that interests you?" The concubine smiled and arranged the Prime Minister's belt with both hands: "Where is your Majesty? How is he?"
"Your Majesty? Are you talking about Lu Man?" The Prime Minister calmly said something treasonous: "That is a madman who is happy to the end."
"Okay! I'm going to report you." The concubine walked around behind the prime minister and stroked the prime minister's neck with gentle hands: "Poor prime minister! You will be severely punished by your majesty!"
"What are the characteristics of Luman's punishment? It's better to be punished by you." The Prime Minister sat down with a soft smile on his face: "Not being able to eat the food you prepared for me is the biggest punishment for me."
The beautiful concubine's blushing face showed an expression of relief. She sat next to the prime minister, picked up a piece of food and put it in the prime minister's mouth.
"Light, soft, delicate..." The Prime Minister gave a heartfelt admiration: "Being able to eat such exquisite food is my only reward for my hard work in the Holy Capital."
"Thank you for the compliment." The concubine tilted her head and said, "Tell me the truth! Why are you so happy today?"
"You have noticed it!" The Prime Minister smiled shyly, and a look of longing appeared on his face: "This morning, the Warcraft agent sent news that our friend seems to have arrived around the Holy City."
"You mean him." The concubine's hand holding the silver fork was focused in front of her: "God's Blessed Knight Korn Keda?"
The Prime Minister nodded slightly.
"He finally came to the Holy Capital. I don't feel wronged by doing these things." The Prime Minister took the silver fork from the concubine's hand and put the food in his mouth: "But it's a little strange. He has been doing inexplicable things before.
If we hadn't arranged for a force to raid the Dark Moon, we don't know how long it would have taken for him to come."
"It's really willful. It's inexplicable to describe a legitimate act of revenge." The concubine pinched the prime minister's shoulder unceremoniously: "Be careful he comes to take your head..."
"Well... if he comes and takes my head." The Prime Minister smiled evilly and held up the concubine's chin with his hand: "Do you want to avenge me?"
"I hate it." The concubine knocked the prime minister's hand off and said, "Don't be naughty again."
"I'm really worried that he will go directly to Luman..." The Prime Minister stood up and walked to the fence: "Luman's palace guards have been changed, and their strength cannot be underestimated. Although I have made some arrangements, Cohen Keda's
His mind is elusive, and if he does anything random, it will affect our plan."
On the rockery not far from the pavilion, covered by layers of branches and leaves, Cohen's blood-red eyes were staring at the prime minister. In his hand, a cocked and fired repeating crossbow was pointed at the target.
As early as this afternoon, he sneaked into the Prime Minister's Mansion, secretly completed several traps in the garden, and arranged an escape route for himself. Now he just waited for dark.
"Don't worry, Lu Man is a very important enemy to him. He will definitely make good arrangements for Lu Man and will not let this man die too quickly or easily." The concubine turned around and said, "I think
He will find you first."
When the Prime Minister smiled and was about to answer, the smile on his face stopped slightly.
"Well, open the bottle of good red wine." The Prime Minister ordered: "Everyone, please retreat!"
"Didn't you say you hate drinking?"
The Prime Minister's body did not move, but his tone changed slightly, no longer as casual as teasing: "There are exceptions to everything."
"I understand." The concubine stood up and asked the butler to get the red wine: "I won't disturb you anymore."
The prime minister turned around and sat down facing the rockery. While pouring the wine with a faint fragrance into two exquisite silver cups, he smiled and said, "I feel very honored to have distinguished guests here."
Cohen's heartbeat remained normal. The Prime Minister's words and behavior just now made him very strange, but now these words will not have any shocking effect on him.
"Everything in the Holy City is different, and it is inevitable to be in a bad mood. But no matter how bad your mood is, you don't have to imitate the tramp and drink that kind of vile stuff!" The Prime Minister poured the wine with a focused expression: "
Noble is always noble, and words and deeds should be consistent. Am I right? The orthodox emperor of the Sibia Empire - His Majesty Cohen Keda."
Cohen still didn't move, and the crossbow arrow in his hand was still pointed at the Prime Minister's face.
The Prime Minister sat facing the rockery calmly, with a slight smile on his handsome face. Under his heroic eyebrows, his clear eyes flashed with elusive eyes. (To be continued)