"Where are the others?" Thales looked at the remaining people and narrowed his eyes: "What we are going to do is very dangerous... it may cost our lives."
The remaining people exchanged looks with each other.
"I told you when we first met, Your Highness," Huaiya showed a helpless and determined smile: "For the rest of my life, I will serve you to drive me."
Thales shrugged.
"Let me tell you," veteran Gennard raised his eyebrows slightly: "You and Duke John's styles are indeed different - but why not?"
"Don't look at me," Willow said nervously, "I will go wherever everyone goes."
When Rolf saw Thales' eyes moving towards him, he couldn't help but frown and stretched out his hands to make two gestures in the air.
【Do not ask.】
【do it.】
Thales smiled knowingly.
This tone.
Did he think he was still in the Blood Bottle Gang?
"Very good, then we have reached a consensus," Thales breathed a sigh of relief and looked at everyone, but his face darkened immediately: "Although, this decision is likely to kill us."
No.
Thales sighed silently in his heart.
In this plan, someone must die.
But now that the decision has been made...
Thales' eyes narrowed.
"But what are you going to do?" A discordant voice interrupted.
Everyone turned their heads.
"We only have a group of defeated soldiers who are fleeing. All of them are wounded and hiding their heads and tails. Including the White Blade Guards, there are only a dozen people." Behind Cohen, Miranda Alland looked at the prince with a cold face: "You are just a seven-year-old."
What can an eight-year-old kid rely on to bring down Lumba and protect the North?"
Miss Arend's eyes were extremely sharp and her question was extremely sharp: "Even save the kingdom?"
"Same question," Nicolai mocked unceremoniously: "You don't really want us to die and then 'move' the people of Longxiao City, do you?"
Thales lowered his head and was silent for a few seconds.
"What do you think?" Prince Star asked calmly.
Everyone looked at each other in shock.
Putilai raised his eyebrows.
"Let me tell you," the deputy envoy blew out a puff of smoke and whispered: "We are no match for Lombard in any aspect."
Cohen crossed his arms and cast a questioning look at Raphael, but the latter ignored him.
Just listen to Putilai calmly narrate: "There are nearly two thousand people in Lomba. The standing army of the Black Sand Territory, which imposes orders and prohibitions, disguises itself as a patrol and firmly occupies the first city gate and even controls the Palace of Heroes."
Nicolai raised his head with a cold look in his eyes: "Longxiao City is enough to suppress his army: assemble the patrol team and Walton's levies, with the White Blade Guard as the vanguard, I will personally lead the team to attack, whether it is the city gate or the Palace of Heroes,
I guarantee they won't last more than a quarter of an hour."
"If you, as a little lord, can recruit these troops with the right name - this may take a whole day - and let them run rampant in Longxiao City without hesitation, follow you to attack the city gate and rush in
As for the Palace of Heroes," Putilai counterattacked calmly: "That's right."
Nicolai stopped talking, and forced the words "This is my original plan" back into his throat.
Michael patted him on the back.
Putilai sighed and continued: "He has multiple extreme masters under him, whether it is Kaslan or the Fire Knight, an unprepared attack can knock us down in a short time, and even super-level masters can defeat us in a short time."
There is such an existence as the swordsman Croache."
Hearing this, Michael's face froze obviously.
"He has allies like the Scarlet Witch, Shres, and Ullad," everyone listened quietly to Putilai's analysis, their faces getting uglier: "The intelligence is pervasive, and the connections are all-pervasive - I bet that we will
If you approach the Palace of Heroes or the First City Gate, you will be discovered within five minutes."
"Don't forget the Shield of Shadows," Thales sighed: "Maybe there's also Thaliton."
Putilai's eyes darkened when he heard this: "Yes, there is also Shadow Shield and Sariton."
"We are also at an absolute disadvantage in terms of the situation." Mr. Deputy Envoy took another puff of his pipe with a worried look on his face: "Your Highness, you, including us Xingchen, have been rumored to be the murderers behind the scenes. Except for a few White Blade Guards and this neutral
In the temple, we are isolated and helpless, and it is difficult for us to even see the light of day."
Everyone's face became solemn.
It seemed that the excitement and enthusiasm just now were gone.
"Unless Lumba surrenders directly," Putilai put down his pipe and sighed softly: "Otherwise, until now, I don't see any chance of victory."
Thales didn't speak, he just quietly observed everyone's expressions.
"Then it's better to let Raphael find another disaster to help," Cohen shrugged angrily: "It's faster this way."
Many raised their eyebrows.
Nicolai and Michael looked at the young man from the secret department with unkind expressions.
"Yeah," Raphael snorted coldly and glanced at Cohen: "Maybe we can even get a giant dragon to help, then we will definitely win."
Everyone else shook their heads.
Little Hua Tou's expression changed, and he touched his glasses unconsciously.
Rolf muttered and raised his chin towards the goddess of the moon.
"Ah, this time I understand what the mute means." Huaiya looked at the ghost with the wind and sighed.
"He means to pray directly to the goddess Haoyue. This is more reliable." Facing everyone's gaze, the prince's attendant stretched out his hands towards the statue: "At least you can still see her."
Putilai covered his forehead and sighed: "If we..."
"Are you done?"
The second prince suddenly spoke up and interrupted Putilai.
Thales raised his head and looked at everyone with keen eyes.
"A special teacher told me," he showed a sly and confident smile, thinking of that unforgettable battle and the impressive swordsman: "Before the big battle started..."
Thales raised his right hand and lightly tapped his forehead: "We have to change our minds first."
Everyone was stunned.
"Change...brain?" Miranda asked doubtfully.
Among the people who were confused, Raphael rolled his eyes, seeming to be deep in thought.
Thales let out a breath and started thinking about it for several hours.
"The Black Sand Leader's side seems to have the upper hand in every aspect and has the upper hand." Scenes from last night appeared in front of his eyes, extracting information one by one: "The entire situation is under control, and we have no power to fight back."
Thinking of this, Thales smiled slightly.
How to lose when flying dragon rides on the face?
But his mood darkened slightly: No one in this world understands this trick.
Thinking of this, Thales raised his head and braced himself.
Snapped!
"But," the second prince looked calmly and punched his other palm: "Is it true?"
"Do you have any other opinions?" Putilai's eyes flashed: "Your Highness?"
"No," unexpectedly, Thales shook his head: "Your analysis is correct."
"But even if it is as strong as disaster," the prince raised his head with firm eyes: "it cannot change people's hearts and reverse the situation."
"Even if they are powerful enough to destroy the capital of Exeter, kill all the nobles of Exeter, and even threaten every Northlander with death, they cannot change the traditions of the North and the spirit of Exeter.
, cannot force people to change their minds, cannot destroy the truly precious things of this land.”
Cohen rubbed his hair, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes when looking at Waiya were filled with one word - What?
Huaiya shrugged at him: I don't understand.
Not only them, Nicolai also frowned in confusion:
"What do you want to say?"
Thales's pupils shrank.
"What I want to say is," the second prince said calmly: "Don't limit your sights to a simple comparison of power. The battle we are about to face is neither a gambling battle between two people competing for strength, nor a counter on a chessboard.
It’s a counting game, let alone a fair duel between ancient knights.”
"An army of one or two thousand people is nothing. They can't change the minds of the nobles of Longxiao City, but the warriors of Longxiao City can defeat them in one encounter," Thales said calmly, while constantly thinking in his heart.
Doubts once caught: "Kaslan and Tuleha can kill any pawn at will, but even if they are tied together and multiplied by ten, they cannot make the grand dukes willingly support Lumba as king.
The truth of what happened becomes an illusion.”
"The Scarlet Witch seems to be very powerful, but without the support of the power she relies on, the eyes and ears of the darkroom, including the secrets they hold, are nothing."
"Shadow Shield and Sariton sound scary, but they can only assassinate and spy in secret. What really supports their survival is power, and the conflicts and contradictions caused by power. Without power, they are like water.
The fish has no value whatsoever."
"They are all just chess pieces of Lombard: the cunning Cambida, the brave and capable Tuleha, the respected Kaslan, the all-pervasive Scarlet Witch, the well-connected Marquis Slys, and the black sand army who leads the law and order.
," At this point, Thales shook his head: "But we can't be fooled by these chips and chess pieces."
Raphael showed a faint smile: "Interesting."
What a familiar argument.
Miranda lowered her head, perhaps thinking.
Cohen opened his eyes wide and blinked three times in confusion: What's interesting?
Thales took a deep breath, the look in his eyes was extremely serious and solemn:
"You must know that all these chess pieces are not as powerful as the most powerful, terrifying, powerful, and unique chess piece on their chessboard."
The prince's voice sounded ethereal: "Only that person is the biggest threat,"
"The real strong man, the strongest chess piece in their camp."
No one spoke and everyone seemed to be thinking - even Cohen.
Raphael rubbed his fingers, Miranda rubbed the hilt of the sword, Nicolai's eyes were still as cold as ice, and Michael looked at the little slipper with deep meaning.
Putilai seemed to have forgotten to smoke and let the pipe burn in his hand. He said tentatively: "You mean..."
Thales raised his eyes and pictured the terrifying opponent in his mind.
"Yes," he said in a daze: "An immortal tycoon who is extremely ambitious and courageous."
Thales nodded lightly, but his eyes were full of fear and solemnity: "Their strongest chess piece."
He whispered the name:
"Charmaine Lombard."
At that moment, everyone was stunned.
"We can't be fooled by the appearances of other chess pieces," the prince said softly: "As long as we hit the key points directly, everything else will be solved."
Thales quietly looked at the different eyes and expressions of the others without saying a word.
Until Nicolai looked up in confusion.
"You mean," Meteorite said in disbelief, "Beheading?"
"I understand." Before Thales could react, Cohen slapped his forehead and his eyes lit up: "We try our best to assassinate Lombard?"
Hearing what these two people said, Thales almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
He rolled his eyes and suddenly remembered what Archpriest Holm had just said.
So, the prince tried his best to pretend to be calm and calm, and hummed softly: "You are not listening to me."
Cohen was stunned for a moment and his eyes widened.
Nicolai looked like he had eaten shit.
Thales took a deep breath.
Oh my god.
No wonder...
It turns out that after I said this sentence, I looked at others with ignorant faces...
So enjoyable.
After savoring the feeling at this moment for a while, Thales raised his eyebrows.
"I understand," Miranda finally grasped Thales' words keenly: "What you want is not to confront him head-on with his weapons, but to bypass the corners and directly shake Lombard's fundamental goal?
"
"Thwart his intentions?"
Putilai narrowed his eyes.
"Yes, the root of everything lies in Lumba," the second prince smiled happily. He smiled and said: "We determine his intentions and then find out his weaknesses."
Everyone looked at each other.
"To put it lightly," Nicolai said dissatisfied: "What is Rumba's weakness? What is his goal? How do you defeat him?"
Thales blinked: "I have a guess about this - it needs to be verified."
"As for frustrating him..."
"Since we have to deal with their strongest chess piece," Thales took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with fire: "Naturally, we have to put our strongest chess piece on the most unfamiliar, most disadvantaged, and most isolated battlefield for both sides.
superior."
I saw Thales saying categorically: "Winning or losing will be decided in one round."
Miranda frowned.
"Wait a minute, you just said," the female swordsman said doubtfully: "The strongest chess piece on our side?"
"you are right?"
Cohen glanced at the silent Raphael and then at Nicolai.
"Secret department?" the security officer asked tentatively: "Or the legendary anti-magic force?"
Thales raised his eyebrows.
"You mean," Putilai glanced at Little Huitou suspiciously, which made the latter a little panicked: "Walton's blood orphan? The orthodox of Longxiao City? But her gender..."
"The strongest chess piece," Nikolai put down his arms, looked around, and asked doubtfully: "Me in the extreme state?"
Taylor ignored these three guys and blew out a breath from his nose to suppress his unhappiness.
"You are right," he ignored the words of others, his eyes ignited with the fire before the battle, as if he had faced the Blood Magician before, eager to try: "The strongest chess piece in our camp...
"
The second prince smiled and stretched out his right hand, knocked on his chest, and called out a name: