Chapter 249 The first meeting (for the supernatural continent of the rudder master
In the later period, Diklong played a new trick. Instead of leading a certain team, he led an elite team and traveled around.
Whichever team Liu jumps into, that team is his direct descendant. In his hands, he has the ability to turn decay into magic, and his combat effectiveness increases by several levels.
Akmesser had read in history books before about the descriptions of those legendary commanders, saying that they had the ability to change an army with one person. At that time, he always scoffed, thinking that this was an exaggerated description by later generations.
After personally commanding the army, I became even more certain of this. The role of a commander in chief is very limited. It is more about the training level of the army, the quality of middle and low-level officers, etc., which together form the true combat effectiveness of an army.
Dixon completely shattered his previous understanding.
The opponent seems to have magical power that can bless the army he leads, making them not only more cunning but also stronger, just like the ancient artifact of the Lancelot royal family, the Sword of Courage.
This kind of guess is obviously even more unreliable. It is better to say that the other party achieved this by relying on his own command ability.
When dealing with such an opponent, you must not be impatient. If you are impatient, it will be easy for the opponent to take advantage of you.
Akmesser no longer had much hope in catching Dikron directly. After all, he was unable to keep him when he was seriously injured, let alone that he had fully recovered. A champion knight wanted to run away.
In this complex mountain environment, no one can stop you.
Diklon's only weakness should be in his human nature. This was proved when he was extremely stubborn and lived and died with the main force of the slave rebel army.
He seems to have realized this now. He rarely puts himself and the team he leads in desperate situations. When the situation is bad, he will disperse and break out.
He doesn't care at all if his team is broken up, because within a few days, he will form a new team.
Akmeser now turns his attention to the defeated slave rebel army. As long as they are eliminated bit by bit, by then, no matter how talented Dikron is, he will only be a champion knight at most.
Spray is relatively limited.
The man who gave Akmeser, the commander of a well-born family, a huge headache, had quietly left the Kalt Army and appeared on the bank of the Jacob River in his hometown of Manyu Army.
Looking at the surging river, Di Kelong, the all-powerful gladiator champion in the arena and one of the world-famous slave rebels, couldn't help but sigh with emotion. After a while, he said: "If this river had come earlier,
What a good thirty years!”
When he first heard about Jacob Jiang Fuliu, Di Kelong's reaction was no different from that of most people, that is, he didn't believe it.
Especially when it is said that it was caused by manpower, the disbelief is even more serious.
Throughout history, it is unprecedented and unheard of for manpower to conquer nature.
Now that the river was in front of him, he couldn't help but not believe it.
His mood at the moment was much more complicated than that of ordinary people. After all, Commander Manyu was the hometown where he was born and raised.
Although this hometown left mostly pain in his memory, he also brought indelible pain to his hometown.
But after being displaced, he found that he still had an indescribable feeling for Commander Manyu. No matter how much you hate him, your mother is still your mother after all, and this can never be changed.
What's more, this broad-minded mother is not at fault herself, she is only wrong about the people living here and the things that happen here.
This complex emotion is all contained in this short exclamation.
If Jiang Shui had come thirty years earlier, Commander Manyu would not be in such a difficult situation. The newly appointed Grand Duke Borg would not have taken shortcuts and vigorously developed the slave trade and gladiator industries. Naturally, he would not have had a life full of ups and downs.
, there won’t be so many disputes.
"Then my general would have to have been born fifty years earlier." A young man beside Di Kelong said with a smile.
The same noun, but Di Kelong knew that the other person was not talking about himself, but the young man who was dormant in the mountains like a giant dragon.
Di Kelong's eyes shrank slightly, all the complicated emotions on his face were gathered together, and he returned to the appearance of a general who was calm at all times. He had made some mistakes just now and said something he shouldn't have said.
But when I think of the other party's identity, it doesn't seem necessary.
Dikron was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help but ask: "If I remember correctly, Egard, you have been following me for ten years. When you entered the arena, you didn't have my
Chest high, when did you join Yongye?"
Dikron still remembered the young man named Egaard, who revealed to him that he was the leader of the Evernight Army, and the feeling that could not be expressed in words.
It was a kind of coldness from the heels to the top of the head.
Everyone feels the same way.
The people he regarded as siblings, family members, and brothers turned out to be spies planted by another force around him.
The last trace of reason in Di Kelong's heart suppressed the urge to cut him in half with a knife. He told himself over and over again that if the target wanted to harm him, there was no need to wait until now. They had left him in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
That's it there.
That's right, in order to cover the main force's scattered breakout, Di Kelong was seriously injured. It was the young man in front of him who never left his side and carried him out step by step while carrying the serious injury.
But the more this happened, the more difficult it was for him to accept.
"I thought the general would never ask." The smile that never seemed to disappear on Egard's face faded, and he answered extremely seriously, "Whether the general believes it or not, I have never done anything to betray the general or my brothers.
Things, you are my brothers, but General Sean is my family. If it weren't for him, I would have never had the chance to grow up. I would have been feeding wild beasts in the mountains. Naturally, I would not have fallen into the hands of slave hunters and been trafficked.
Become a slave gladiator, this kind of kindness, kindness and kindness are recreated, and things like feelings are also about first come, first served."
"Understood!" Dikron nodded.
Egard was born in the Andes Mountains, and was sold by the slave hunters of the Bastille to the gladiator training ground led by the Manyu Army. This was never concealed by the other party. Even his unique upbringing experience, Dickron also
Know a little bit.
But what Di Kelong didn't expect was that the mysterious general who led the Yongye Army was actually the same person as the brother Edgar mentioned.
This can only be said to be a blind spot of people. There are many clues there, but they are unwilling to associate them, or they subconsciously think it is just a coincidence.
If you think about it this way, there are many suspicious people in the slave rebellion, especially those young people who have similar experiences to Egard.
Fortunately, the Slave Rebel Army had always had a good relationship with the Yongye Group Army and had never had any ideas about the other party. Otherwise, they would have died without knowing how.
However, the slave rebellion has become a thing of the past, and there seems to be no point in thinking about it. Now I am a first-class exile, and there is nothing worthy of the other party's plot.
The other party did not hesitate to expose Egard's identity and invite him to come. Why?
"The ship is coming." Egard's low cry broke Dixon's meditation.
In the hazy night, a speedboat came through the waves. It looked slow but was actually fast. In the blink of an eye, it was in front of them, and a long bridge was built in front of them.
"General, you're safe and sound." A man on the bow of the clipper greeted them from a distance.
"You're fine." Di Kelong recognized the other party's identity at a glance. He was the finance minister of the Yongye Army and had completed all the transactions with the slave rebel army.
It seems that the other party attaches enough importance to this meeting. Those who came to greet them are all important ministers of the Yongye Army. In the end, there can only be one person meeting - the mysterious supreme commander of the Yongye Army, Sean Don Augustine.
The doubts in Di Kelong's heart became more intense, and he couldn't figure out what the other party was planning.
Back when the slave rebel army was at its strongest, Starbuck wanted the neck of the Kayon Night Army and asked to discuss cooperation with their supreme commander. The other party didn't even bother them, and kept them cold for half a year. In the end, it was the slave rebel army.
I can't stand it any longer.
Now when I am at my most depressed, the other party shows up instead.
"Was it a good trip?" Marshall asked.
"It's okay. Akmesser only focuses on places with a lot of people. If a few people cross the border, he can't prevent them at all. This place is different from the mountains and there are roads everywhere." Egard replied.
Since Di Kelong got on the boat, he has been looking at the river in a trance. No one knows what he is thinking. He is a relatively reserved person who is not good at words. After the defeat of the slave rebel army, he spoke even less.
Often in a daze alone.
Marshall and Egard briefly chatted for a few words, but then they were speechless.
It turns out that the two are not only old acquaintances, but also lived together for a year or two.
It's just that many years of different life experiences have led them to embark on completely different paths. It is difficult to find common topics. Some relatively sensitive things cannot be said in front of Di Kelong, so it is better to remain silent.
Soon, a huge figure appeared in front of everyone.
It was a loft standing on the river. Compared with it, the speedboat they just took was just an inconspicuous little thing, not even one-tenth of it.
It has a special name - Lou Chuan.
The Explorer, one of the three largest ships led by the Evernight Army.
Dikron took a quick glance, and the faint lights on the building were enough for him to get a general idea, and out of a commander's instinct, he made an assessment of its combat power.
It is shaped like a stepped pavilion, with a total of four floors including the deck. Each floor has shooting holes in the parapet that are more than half a person's height. These four floors alone can carry thousands of archers.
The Andis longbow, which played an important role in Di Kelong's first battle to become famous, was traded to him by the other party. No need to ask, it must have been installed, and the mountain people were famous for being good at shooting.
This is a moving arrow formation on the water. Wherever it moves, the arrow rain will cover it.
As for the collision angles on both sides, it goes without saying. Just looking at the shape, a ferocious aura hits the face. It is difficult for any ship to withstand the impact of such a ferocious beast on the water.
What attracted Dikron's most attention was the deck and the top floor, which were covered with oilcloth and unknown objects. Judging from their size, they should be small trebuchets or ballistas and other war equipment. According to the Yongye Group Army
The usual style is definitely not meant to look good.
"The general's name is as loud as thunder, and we finally meet officially today." A tall young man came up quickly, with a warm smile on his face.
"Are you Sean Don Augustine?" After shaking hands with the other party, Dickron had to take a step back before he could talk to the other party. Compared to the other party's height of nearly two meters, he was just over 1.7 meters tall.
He is a bit stumpy and has to look up to the other person.
When this question came out of his mouth, Di Kelong knew it was redundant, and the expressions of the people around him said it all.
Dikron couldn't help but take a closer look at this young man who came from nothing, single-handedly pulled up a powerful force in Nuo, did something that made him famous in the world, but few people knew about it, and made Egard risk his life to convince him.
This is definitely an unforgettable young man.
It's not about his outstanding height, nor his appearance. In terms of appearance alone, I can only say that he is above average. His nose is not particularly straight, his eyesight is not that deep, and the overall outline is too plain, and the lines tend to be soft.
It feels like you are laughing before you say anything, not to mention the other person is smiling from beginning to end.
If it weren't for this occasion, Di Kelong would have no way to associate him with the supreme commander of the Yongye Army, but a big boy next door.
What really impressed Diklong was the temperament of the other party.
It can also be said to be a certain aura.
Ordinary people may not be able to feel this kind of thing, but for great knights, especially champion knights, it is real. Sometimes aura is a more intuitive reflection of a person.
Sean's aura was in sharp contrast to his appearance. Hidden beneath the smile before he spoke was a kind of tenacity, with a calmness and stability that was inconsistent with his youthful appearance.
What made Di Kelong suspicious the most was that he failed to accurately assess the opponent's strength at first glance.
He actually exuded an aura unique to a champion knight.
This is a bit scary.
The opponent was only in his early twenties at best, and his strength at the level of a great knight was already astonishing, and that of a champion knight was unheard of.
"It's guaranteed." Sean replied with a smile, "Don't stand and talk, please come inside. I have already set up a banquet to welcome the general."
When Dickon was sizing up Sean, Sean was also assessing him.
Compared with the gladiator champion who showed his talents in the gladiatorial arena back then, Dikron's words and deeds now are full of military style.
The five or six years of war career did not leave many traces of time on him. His appearance was exactly the same as before, but the war left indelible marks on him. There were two more marks on his face.
scars on my body, let alone my body.
Everything is silently telling the dangers of the war in recent years, and it is by no means as simple as the few spy reports that Sean read.
"Let's get straight to the point. If we don't explain things clearly, even the best wine will have no taste." Dikron said straightforwardly.
"Okay, general, let's talk quickly. Let's talk about business first, and then we'll have dinner." Di Cron's reaction did not surprise Sean.
Di Kelong has a high IQ but low EQ. He has long been famous all over the world due to his outstanding achievements. Playing power with such a person and talking about false etiquette will make yourself uncomfortable.
Therefore, after the two parties entered the living room, Sean went straight to the topic and said: "I wonder what the general's plans will be in the future?"
"What are your plans?" Dikron pondered over Sean's question in his mind and fell into deep thought.