Hail the King

Several people who appeared in the barracks of Barcelona were wearing the robes of the Holy See, and they looked like they were in a low position.

"Even the Holy See has intervened..."

Piasson is thoughtful.

The battle between the Holy See and the Dragon is still going on. It is said that both sides have dispatched taboo power. The Holy See communicated heaven with secret law. Please move the battle angels into the dust and gradually gain the upper hand.

These combat angels are completely combat machines. They are extremely terrible. They possess the most powerful light power, and each is a magical and double-repair. Both attacking and defensive power must exceed the ordinary human power.

Is it true that the Holy See’s gods will also participate in the battle tonight?

In other words, is the confidence of Armando derived from this?

"That... what should I do?"

Piasson began to worry anxiously.

If the Holy See invites the fighting angels to participate in the battle, then maybe the defense of Chambord will not be able to withstand it. If even the last city of Zenit is fallen, then the Zenit Empire is really Since then, the country has been destroyed.

Thinking while walking, in a twinkling of an eye, Piasson turned and came to his tent.

"No one is allowed to come in without my order."

"Yes, the little general." The guard raised his chest and replied loudly.

Piasson entered the tent.

The air inside was mild and humid, and the two girls immediately woke up from the false shackles and saw Piazon, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

The Silvermoon Knight looked up and smiled at two girls with a slightly calm look.

The two girls wore thick cotton jackets and ate some things before. At this time, the improvement was much better, and they could not see the slightest violation. In fact, Piasson did not move them at all. The movement that the officers and soldiers heard was just an illusion.

"Adult, are you back?"

The two girls saw Piasson, just like seeing the savior, and they hurriedly surrounded me with surprise.

Piasson had already tried the details of the two girls before.

Their parents have died under the barbarian of the Barcelona people. They hate the people of Barcelona and are loyal and trustworthy Zenit people, so they don’t delay the time, let the two come close and make their own guesses. I said it to the two people in detail.

Forgive me, Piazon said with a serious expression: "This matter is very important. I will try to send you to Chambord City for a while. I must first tell the news to Champion and let them prepare." ”

"Adults rest assured that both of us, even if we die, must complete your entrustment."

The girl’s eyes sparkled with hatred and she was firm.

Piasson heard the words and gently sighed in his heart.

The fate of the children in troubled times is tragic, and the fate of the Zenit Empire may have fallen on these two weak women.

With a smile on his face, the movement gently helped them gather together the messy blue silk, and smiled: "Stupid girl, no, you will not die, live well, wait until the day when the Empire is restored."

"Adult, then you..."

"Yeah, adults, you might as well go with us, stay in the Barcelona military camp, it is too dangerous."

The two girls eagerly advised.

It took less than a day to get along. In the hearts of the two girls, I have long forgotten this handsome and extraordinary man who rescued them from the tiger's mouth. A subtle feeling is unstoppable in the hearts of two pure girls. The ground breeds.

Piazon shook his head.

He can't leave now.

Staying in the barracks of Barcelona may have a more effect.

Since he has already carried the nickname of the traitor, he does not care.

He wanted to entrust the secret scroll to two girls, but he was worried that there would be mistakes in the middle and could not be handed over to the shampoo king. In the end, he would forget it. Waiting for the opportunity to hand over to the shampoo king is better. After all, this matter It is of great importance.

"For a while, you two, you may have to suffer a bit..." Piazon looked at the two girls.

......

Twenty minutes later.

When the woman in the tent roared, screamed, and finally stopped, Piasson dragged two fleshy ‘corpses’ and walked out from inside.

Only the slightly twitching hands and feet seemed to indicate that the two poor women did not die.

The guards and the surrounding soldiers looked at Piazon as if they were watching monsters. They didn't think that the handsome general who looked like Sven, was so tyrannical and cruel, with abusive quirks, tortured two women into this. It looks like it’s terrible.

"Oh, fucking, two nephews who don't know how to lift."

Piazson sighed in his mouth and looked awkward.

He dragged the two-and-a-half-dead women and walked all the way out of the camp, leaving a trace of flesh and blood on the ground.

He always came to the side of Zu Lijiang. Piasong reached out and greeted the two soldiers who drove the Zenit refugees. He told me, "Give me these two monks and throw them under the opposite wall, let the shampoo people see. Don't surrender, resist is this end, remember, don't kill them, hey, I have to see, shampoo people can't save these two people!"

"Yes, little general, you can rest assured."

The soldiers watched the two women in a **** and horrible situation, and they were all excited. They almost spit out half of the digested dinner. The heart said that this little general was really embarrassed.

Soon, the two girls were carried on a wooden cart and, along with other Zenit refugees who were wounded and starved to death, were driven to the crowded Chambord City Wall.

Such things happen every day.

Especially tonight, a large number of Zenit refugees were rushed to the other side, trying to harass the shampoo's defense.

Piasson looked at the shore for a while before he turned and smiled and turned back to the camp in Barcelona.

At this time, the camp suddenly remembered the sound of the drums.

A large number of troops began to assemble.

The moment of attack seems to be coming.

......

"Well? There seems to be a change in the opposite side?"

The drums awakened Robben, who was wearing a cold armor, as a guard on duty tonight, he did not dare to neglect. He got up at the first time and came under the enemy building. He looked at the enemy camp, and the lights were heavy and noisy.

It took less than a few minutes.

Best, Brooke and Old Aryang, have also heard the first time to the front line.

"Prepare to fight." Old Al Yang observed for a while, said: "Barcelona is a group of people who are not chaotic, not scatter, morale is sublimated, and the momentum is rising. It seems that a real attack is to be launched. We may have to face one. A fierce battle."

"Did they find a strategy to restrain twenty gold magic tricks?" Robben was amazed.

"For the time being, the Barcelona people have accumulated so many days of strength, they should be planning what to look at and see." Old Aryang issued a series of orders, the Xiangbo army on the city head immediately moved.

"Would you like to start other magic tricks?" Best frowned.

"For the time being, don't wait, wait, it's best to wait until the King's Majesty comes back, fight for a blow, and beat the Barcelona people completely, lest they let them down." Old Aryang has a calm that does not change color in front of the mountain. It is indeed a rare gift to be confused by foreign objects and appearances.

"Is it necessary to temporarily stop receiving those refugees into the city?" Best said suddenly.

"Continue to receive, these are the most courageous and loyal people of Zenit. They have been bullied by the Barcelona people, suffering, and dying. As the last bastion of the Zenit Empire, we can't let them chill and lose the last. Hope, not to mention that once the battle begins, they will suffer."

Old Aryang did not hesitate and was firm.

"Ha ha ha, good, military division, you appreciate this," Best laughed.

After a while.

boom!

A terrible magical flame attack, from the front line of the Barcelona camp, as the storm, bombarded the city of Chambord.

Everyone has changed their face.

The minds of Barcelona people are really very vicious.

This attack came, although it couldn’t help the city of Chambord, but the tens of thousands of refugees under the wall were immediately devastated.

"The city guard cover increases the radiation range and opens to 50%."

In the calm and calm voice of the old Arjun, the military commander around him waved the magic flag.

Hey!

In the slight trembling, a layer of orange light curtain spread from the city, expanding the distance of two kilometers, and the refugees who fell into despair and panic under the city were all enveloped.

Boom! !

Endless magic bombardment hit the protective cover, fireworks and firecrackers generally exploded.

Some refugees who had already closed their eyes and waited to see this scene couldn’t help but cheer up. The thin masks, like the impenetrable fortress, gave them an unprecedented sense of security.

Chambord City, never gave up the Zenit.

Countless people are grateful for tears.

The voice of cheers and gratitude is continuous in the city.

"Don't panic, listen to our organization and enter the city in order."

There is a warrior shouting at the city of Chambord.

Under the city, the flame of the magic portal was flashing. Under the help of the star warriors jumping from the wall, tens of thousands of refugees supported each other. There was no competition, no confusion, and tears in the eyes. Enter the magic portal in an orderly manner.

Some of the Barcelona spies who are mixed in it also want to incite crowds and chaos, causing chaos...

However, the female Rogge from the world of Diablo, at this time, the strength is already very strong, like the small virginity of the goddess Irina, standing on the wall of the city, bending the bow and arrow, easily killing the troubled on the spot.

In the distance, a very strong atmosphere of the stock, rising from the Barcelona camp.

Among them, there are four or five shares, which have faintly reached the realm of the strongest.

A battle is about to begin.

"Adult, there are two girls in the city who are looking for you, saying that there is extremely important information, and you have to sue the king in person." Some soldiers suddenly ran up the city and reported to the old Aryang.

"Girl?" Old Al Yang.

"Yes, they said that they escaped from the barracks of Barcelona. There are extremely urgent things to report."

"Let them come up." Old Al-Yan thought a little and agreed -

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