Chapter 515: Not Just a Civil War
"I hope you can carefully examine what you say, rather than analyze the premise based on the results." The general's uncompromising attitude showed that the ambassador was just sophistry, using the tsarina as an inducement to confuse the original intention of this support plan.
As if all this was a gift, he should be grateful for this opportunity to change his destiny.
"Raskol, don't forget what you said to Lord Judith at the recruitment point. The prerequisite for changing your destiny is to pay a price, both for you personally and for Kislev.
" Eloquent, this is the reason why Imric released Rachel from the garrison. Caledor does not lack force, but if you want to achieve your goal, force alone is not enough.
But the general didn't intend to talk nonsense on this issue. If language could be turned into a knife, elves would undoubtedly be the strongest race in the world.
"Leave. The Giant Horned Viper needs to help the Patriot Army defend the port and evacuate civilians. At least before the zombie dragon appears, Caledor has no reason to participate in the civil war in Kislev." "Haha, General of the Patriot Army
. , perhaps soon, this war will turn into something you can't imagine, and it will not just be a civil war in Kislev..." Bowing slightly to
show respect for him, Ambassador Rachel walked out of the secret command room. The prince did not intend to expand the scale of the war. It would be best to behead Catherine. No matter who becomes the tsar next, the goal has been achieved.
But what the ambassador is worried about is that this war, which seems to be a civil war in Kislev, will turn into a war between ethnic groups. After all, who can guess a woman's mind.
... ...
In a dark street full of broken eaves and broken walls, a team of sixty people kept moving forward under the light of torches.
Suddenly, a man with a beard on his chin and his face turned into a mass of scars from the corners of his mouth to his ears said to his comrades, "
Have you heard? The Caledorian army has entered the port." "
Maybe the Dragon Prince has noticed Keith In Reeve's case, this is a good thing. After we kill the vampire czarina, we can find a place to be landlords." The soldier carrying two muskets said smoothly, at least his tone was sincere.
"That's not an army, at least not in a certain sense." The leader, Mazov, explained to his two men without looking back.
"What do you mean?" The scarred man was a little confused. Judging from the experience of the Great Holy War, letting the elven army march in and kill the Czarina wouldn't solve everything.
Mazov didn't mind answering some questions, even though it was a bit strange to say such words from his mouth,
"The Giant Horned Viper is a civilian force. If you want to intervene in this war, there are only two options. Disband where you are and let the nine hundred soldiers As a volunteer, return to the embrace of the motherland, join the Patriot Army, and kill the vampires." "
This seems a bit strange." "
Politics is so strange, everyone knows that Katrin is a vampire, but as long as she says she No, then she is the female tsar, symbolizing the sacred authority of Queen Khan, and has a higher status than traitors like us." "
What is the second option?"
"The second option..." Mazov paused for a moment, looking up and staring into the distance. The bat at the top of the tower, "You will know soon."
As the vice-captain, Hillbote interjected, "You are really good at riddles. Maybe you should take the position of the Patriarch. Compared with that For the guy who was fucked by a vampire, you are more like a magic stick." "
I don't deny this statement. It's time for us untouchables to experience the taste of baptizing others." The commandos laughed out loud in unison, one of them The most elite soldiers drawn from the original mercenaries, after receiving the general's signal, stood on the same front again.
They like to call themselves aristocratic executioners. After all, their first action was to hang Erengrad's Gettman in the central square to receive the people's respects, so as to avoid a sense of distance from the civilians because they often wait in the dark.
The leader, Mazov, raised his right hand to signal the march to stop. He raised three fingers and slowly closed them toward his palm.
The soldiers put their fingers on the triggers and aimed at the dark streets ahead. The urgently processed silver bullets were enough to cause secondary trauma to the vampires, and the armor they wore, which did not look too heavy, had just been unloaded from the transport ship.
Several patriarchs were supposed to accompany him, but Mazov refused because he knew that he would meet several more reliable clergy next.
Four figures suddenly appeared in the darkness, an elf knight with an albino snake skull hanging around his neck, a reckless man carrying a sword behind him, a girl carrying a staff and sword, and a skink priest.
This familiar figure made the commandos relax a lot. At least Oliveira, who had shined during the New World War, would not be an enemy.
"Long time no see, Mazov, it seems that you have been doing well during this time, otherwise you would not have refused my invitation a year ago." Oliveira, who had fought with the mercenaries for a long time, first said hello.
"Your Excellency Oliveira, I am very happy to see you in Erengrad. This has given me a lot of confidence." Mazolf responded carefully, and then looked at the leading young elf, "Your Excellency should be the giant horned viper." Grand Master Elvis Hallandur, I am the captain of the commando team, Mazorov Hopkin. This time, I was ordered by the general to investigate the zombie dragon."
Elvis nodded imperceptibly. The young man I didn’t want to do some security work at the port, so I took the initiative to contact the Patriot Army, hoping to jointly search for the zombie dragon. As long as we jointly issued a statement, the next step would be much easier.
"Tell me about the information you have. The giant horned viper has just been in Erengrad for three days and doesn't know much about the situation here."
In fact, Mazov is more willing to negotiate actions with Oliveira, but seeing this young man The elf behaves naturally when he is the leader, knowing that he must be the one who calls the shots.
"There is a secret catacomb in the southeast of Erengrad, which is used as a refuge for the Boyer nobles. I happen to know one of the exits, which is located near the dock. If these Lahmian vampires don't like the blood of drunkards, , will definitely look for those aristocratic girls who have taken refuge."
Elvis's eyes were a little surprised. If we compare it with another place, the secret underground passage of Tal Wind Howling City actually has the exit location known to a rebel army. I'm afraid this has already happened. It's a serious leak.
Could it be that if Divine Inspiration is so useful, why does Sotek only let me kill rats and Chaos scum?
The Skink Priest stuck out his slender forked tongue, preparing to comment on this cause,
"Sotek doesn't like vampires. These twisted creatures that lie in the dark and suck the blood of hot-blooded species must be destroyed. This is the latest message from the Snake God Prophet. The prophecy released is also the understanding of the big plan by the two lords Croca and Mazdamudi."
Mazov bowed slightly and expressed his willingness to obey the latest prophecy of the snake god prophet. As long as the vampire can be killed, who cares who published it Order.
Only Elvis looked at Gaguar with confusion on his face. When did the snake god prophet say this again? Could it be that he had been kicked out of the internal meeting of the Sotigo sect.
But after seeing Gaguiar sticking out his long and slender tongue, he blinked and knew that the prince must have just coaxed Dracnir out, and his consciousness came here.
"Well, since this is the instruction of the god Sotek, the giant horned viper is also obliged to kill them again, let's go." "Yes." After nodding,
Mazouf
led the team into a fork on the left. Completely ignoring the Midnight Bat who was still watching from the top of the tower.
(End of chapter)