UGB Chapter 252 1 Armies
Chapter 252 1 Armies
Winston III, who was lying on the bed, drank milk mixed with anesthetics and fell asleep sweetly. From the expression on his face, this lethargic state made him feel comfortable.The old man looked sadly at the sleeping king, walked around the room a few times impatiently, then walked out of the room carefully and closed the door, and shouted at the officers at the door in a voice that did not match his age: "You These idiots! Don't you have any reliable news now?"
"Calm down, Wenziair." Upon hearing the sound, Prince Churchill rushed over, waved his hands to signal the two unlucky officers to leave, and the two ran away as if they were about to receive an amnesty. "If you really care about my brother so much, please keep your voice down at his door, he just fell asleep."
"Then, my Highness Prince, how is the ten thousand army now? When will His Majesty the King be freed from the never-ending dream?" The old prime minister was choked by the prince's words, and he couldn't hold back the tone and immediately retorted.As an old prime minister who is over sixty years old, he naturally understands what it means to be an official, and he also understands that the most sensible thing to do now is to suppress his anger and call the person in front of him "Your Majesty the King". The king in his heart is the person lying in the room. He won't be able to turn around this corner for a while, and he doesn't want to change at all. Anyway, as soon as His Majesty's affairs are over, he will feel uneasy. Whoever loves the seat will do it.
"Those people said it will be soon." Churchill understood the old man's thoughts and did not correct his address.
The prince used "those people" to refer to the members of the religious group, and the old prime minister naturally understood, but he was not satisfied with this ambiguous answer: "But they keep saying that it is too soon, and they don't even have a letter of approval. Qian Jingrui. If it doesn’t work out, something big will happen.”
"Big thing? This time, it's a big deal." Churchill grinned and opened his mouth.
A group of fully-armed soldiers are anxiously lining up in an orderly queue and shuttling through the endless maze. They followed the officer to this terrifying and strange place without knowing who the enemy is, and what is the mission? He didn't know anything, and wanted to ask for some information, but all he got was an angry shout of "shut up" from the officer.
Zhan Hu, the priest of the Final Yan Order, squatted on the wall of the Great Labyrinth, motionless like a gargoyle on the top of the church, his only eyeball that could be used was staring viciously at the ever-flowing tiger in sight.The azure-blue heron flag fluttered in front, and at the forefront of the procession were the court knights of Kismir. The battle armor, and all the magic swords that are shining blue light are pinned on the waist.This troop is the elite of Kismir's elite, and it is also an elevator for officers to be promoted. Originally, these knights were fighting on the front line of fighting the sect to the death.But now, they are going to fight for the sect.
"It's ridiculous." Burial Tiger is a bearded one-eyed dragon, one of his eyes was struck blind by the court knight of Kismir.He seemed to be talking to himself or to the air, "I don't know what kind of magic you cast on them to make so many troops dispatch. Did you sleep with each of them?"
"Tiger, if you continue to talk nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart." A voice came from the air behind Zang Hu, and Lavia appeared from the darkness. "It was the king who was dying of illness and his good brother who drove them. I can't drive this army."
Following the Palace Knights are Kismir's world-renowned main force, the city wall infantry. These heavy infantry, which use earth magic and heavy armor as their signatures, are the nightmare of all attackers. When they move, they look like a moving city wall from a distance, hence the name Wall Infantry.This army is different from the court knights that the darlings look at, and they often appear in places where the battle is the most intense. Therefore, there is a saying on the battlefield, where the infantry on the wall of Kismir is, their main force is there.
"The nobles really dared to do anything to survive, and even sent out the heavy infantry regiment." When the undefeated iron-blooded army appeared in front of them, even though the soldiers hurried forward silently, the buried tiger and the Lavia still felt a murderous aura soaring to the sky.This is the aura tempered by a real army, and it is also the soul of an army.Burial Tiger is so amazing, "Lavia, you are really capable, but digging the ruins with the army, are we sure we won't be eaten?"
Zunhu, who has always been lawless, cringes a little in the face of the army's chilling aura. When he sees the gorgeously dressed palace magic guides and expensive magic troops appearing in the maze, his doubts reach their peak. .Although the religious group is familiar with cheating partners, but it also needs to have the teeth and appetite.When they met a thousand regular troops in full armor, the two priests and their disciples couldn't even count as bean sprouts.
"What they have to deal with is not us, but the guardians of the entire ancient ruins. Facing a demon god of this level, I think 1000 troops are barely enough."
"Originally, we only need to send the sick and consumptive king into the dreamland. Do they need to clean up the guardian?"
"No, but we need it." Lavia said meaningfully. "Also, our collaborators also plan to take all the results for themselves."
"Hehehe, this is the best way. There will be no psychological burden at all when you betray, and your conscience will not be condemned."
"You really have that kind of thing?" Lavia sneered.
"That's right." Zun Hu was not angry at Lavia's ridicule, he suddenly remembered something and asked: "Is there any result in recruiting that prince?"
"He refused." Lavia was a little disappointed when he mentioned this. "If I had him here, I would be more confident in controlling this ruin. It's a pity that he has too much prejudice against the religious order."
"What prejudice?" Burial Tiger laughed as if he heard some joke, "The sect is a killer for traitors, and Osriel was killed by the bomb. Is this prejudice? I will be surprised if he promised you, Osraeli can make a fool with that lion."
"He is the Son of God cultivated by the sect, so he will naturally return to the sect."
"Come on, I never believe in those gods and gods. Naturally, I don't believe that Osriel's little boy is a god. If you really want to meet him, let him come to me for revenge. I will send their mother and son to reunite Yes." Zun Hu said while his one eye turned blood red, and the Kismir soldiers who entered his line of sight shuddered for no reason.