In This Future World Full of Heroic Spirits

As long as a world power is strong, a strong heroic spirit and a strong army are indispensable. Otherwise, just like Ireland next door, the small-scale battle strength is amazing, and the true nature of the large-scale war is immediately revealed.

Anxiety flashed in Bedwell's heart, but she regained her composure when she looked at Rosen, and smiled: "The monster wants to use the war of attrition to deal with Great Britain, this is just wishful thinking."

"Wishful thinking?" Rosen shrugged and didn't say much.

He guessed Bedivere's thoughts, and to deal with the war of attrition is nothing more than concentrating superior troops and firepower, and playing a super high exchange rate.

Anyway, judging from the battle situation in the video, more than [-] soldiers were exchanged for thousands of monsters, and Britain made a lot of money.

"Then I'll go back and clean up, and go north with the fourth batch of reinforcements." Rosen stood up and said goodbye. Morgan is such a powerful woman that he made a new tactic to make his previous words all in vain.

This is Yangmou. Tens of thousands of soldiers were killed in a long time. Britain can only fight with all its strength, and the strategic reserve must be invested.

"Then please." Bedivere smiled. With Rosen and the heroic spirit behind him, this kind of battle could still be won today. She looked at the man walking to the door and shouted again:

"By the way, Rosen, the departure time may be earlier, and the starting fee will be sent to you today."

Rosen didn't look like he was a financial fan before, he just turned his head and smiled, then opened the door and left.

Accepting the holy spar is purely shameless, because he has never thought of going to the north!

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Chapter 43 It's time to draw cards again

It was the coldest time in London. Rosen, who had just come out of the Ministry of Military Affairs, was out of breath and walked out of the door, rubbing his hands lightly. The soldiers passing by gave him a military salute, but unexpectedly saw this very polite half-heroic spirit. I didn't pay attention to them, as if I was worried.

How did the soldiers know that Rosen had already put all his attention back to the sea of ​​consciousness, and only hostility and magic would trigger a reaction in this world, and their military salutes had long been filtered out.

Under the high concentration, he formed a holographic phantom in the sea of ​​consciousness, and he was looking at the two heroic spirits.

"It's a little troublesome. In recent years, there have been too many monsters gathering in Scotland. The conventional combat power alone can suppress Britain. Even if I were to change it, I would concentrate the national troops and try to do the most damage when the fallen hero does not appear."

He calmly analyzed that this was also the biggest gain today, letting Rosen know that without conclusive evidence, Britain would never withdraw its troops.

After all, relying on a solid line of defense is a tragic victory. If you want to put it in the wild, you will not be wiped out?Even if the heroic spirits run fast, those heavy armies will not be able to get up fast, so the British army can't be turned into riflemen.

As for the conclusive evidence, that's easy, just grab Morgan and confess everything, but if Rosen can do it, why do you want these Knights of the Round Table?

Rosen had another good analysis, and Mordred, who was next to him, sneered and interrupted: "I don't want to listen to the cause and effect! As you mean, is Britain coming to an end?"

"That's not true, it's just a little bit more difficult." Rosen smiled, the demon queen set up a game and broke it by herself, which was interesting and interesting.

Mordred breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that Rosen would be helpless, she reached out and pulled Jack's collar to prevent Little Loli from wearing it in the projection, frowned and asked:

"Why didn't you call me out just now? In that case, the Bedivere guy might pay more attention."

"Please, you are a rebellious knight. If you show up, others will think it's a ghost." Rosen spread his hands, if he summoned any other knights of the round table, would he need so much effort?

Besides, the summoning of heroic spirits is his biggest secret, even more incredible than the tyrannical power that was neither scientific nor magical back then. Once exposed, monsters and all countries in the world will have to capture him and go back to slice and study him. He has not yet sacrificed himself. The point of saving Britain.

Mordred didn't think about it so much, but it was really troublesome to be depressed about his identity. The rebellion a thousand years ago was inexcusable, and the sin of stabbing King Arthur continued to this day.

She is not a kind person, she will use complacency to win the sympathy of others. If the Knights of the Round Table want to make a move, Mordred will not be slow to draw his sword.

"Then what's your plan?"

"The plan is huge, I'm too lazy to tell you, you just have to obey the order." Rosen gave the bear child a weird look, why is this guy becoming [-] today.

But he didn't want to discourage the boy's enthusiasm, so he vaguely said: "The key to the plan is to rely on yourself."

"On yourself? Just the three of us?"

"It's not weak anymore, of course, I still have to find some help." Rosen touched his chin, self-abuse also has a level, the more the concept dress is loaded, the greater the burden, and he doesn't want to burn his life unless it is a last resort.

Mordred let out an 'oh', recalling the conversation between Rosen and Bedivere today, the corners of his mouth rose, and it was time to ridicule the Master again.

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The expedition was imminent, and all departments in Britain were operating at full capacity. Rosen had just finished his dinner, and the holy spar escorted by the armored vehicle had already been delivered. As a team of soldiers carrying ancestral L85 rifles occupied all the entrances and exits of the hotel, a chubby major Come step by step.

"Sir, we are from the British Logistics Department, and we are instructed to escort [-] Saint Quartz. Please show your ID."

Thirty Saint Quartz is worth hundreds of thousands of pounds, and adding a little alloy is enough to make thousands of shells. Of course, the major should be cautious.

Rosen still cooperated, without the arrogant attitude of other half-heroes, he casually handed out the documents, and casually scattered the cigarettes.

The British ruling class are all knights of noble character, and the soldiers below are also considered to be honest and upright.

"Please check and sign the receipt."

Rosen checked it and signed his name with a swipe of a pen: "Help me to the room, by the way, the guards have been withdrawn. Does anyone in London dare to rob a half-heroic spirit?"

The major said he didn't dare, but left an order when he left, asking Rosen to follow the major's convoy to set off at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, and go north immediately after meeting with the main force in the northern suburbs.

No one is an idiot, so how can there be a gap, if everyone didn't do anything with money, Britain would be dead long ago.

Rosen smiled. He had long expected that these dozens of troops must have been stationed outside the hotel overnight.It's easy to kill them, but it's not easy to dissolve the beams they form.

He sent the major away, pushed the car and took the elevator straight up to the eighth floor, opened the door of the room, there was a large box on the coffee table, and when he knocked on it, colorful lights flashed, and there was another pile of holy spar.

Mordred in the Sea of ​​Consciousness was not in the mood to play games recently, and he couldn't help being stunned when he saw dozens of Saint Quartz.

"This guy Bedivere is so kind, and he even comes with a stone? It's not in the small vault, right?"

"How is it possible that this group of Knights of the Round Table is poorer than me, besides, they have nothing to save Saint Quartz." Rosen rolled his eyes and explained: "I asked Blackbeard to get it from the black market, but Such strategic resources are also hard to come by.”

"It's worth a lot of money."