People in the Ark, Dimensional Blacksmith

When Soros left the previous sniper point, Jeanna had already evacuated to the safe zone with the damaged tactical figure, and the old guard Roland outside the house also attracted and stopped quite a few attackers, giving Jean Nora created a space.

In terms of combat effectiveness, Jeanna knew that although she was considered a leader in France, she was still no match for the old guard who had experienced battles, and besides, she had to bring a tactical doll by her side.

Due to Soros' Originium skills, even though the T-doll mimicking Silber did not completely lose its ability to move, the destruction of the power source and the damage to the logical core of the head still restricted the T-doll's activities.

This makes it look like a seriously injured person when he walks around.

Originally, Jeanna's plan was to bring the tactical doll to the logistics area, have a meeting with Roland in advance, and then face the attackers side by side, so that both safety and efficiency can be guaranteed.

However, Silber insisted on letting Na follow the escape route he had set up, so as to ensure that the plan could continue to be carried out.

In his words, this move is to catch the big fish behind the scenes.

With such a battle tonight, it is obvious that the opponent came prepared, if they don't catch them all, there will be some regrets for this battle.

On the other hand, it is also because this is the best opportunity for the other party to stand in the open with him. If he stops here tonight, then he will still have to face attacks that may come to his door at any time.

This is not what Silber wants to see.

So, Jeanna and the tactical figure are like the main supporting characters in some war movies, leaving from the place where they were attacked, and then supporting each other on a so-called road that no one will find.

And this road happened to be the escape route built by the former governor Simond, but when Jeanna came to the door, the governor didn't have a chance to use it.

After walking for a certain distance in this can be said to be a spacious passage, Jeanna felt some disturbances in the airflow in front of her. To be more precise, there was an aura belonging to strangers in the wind sent from the front. .

She lowered her head subconsciously to look at the tactical doll, but at this time the control of the doll had been handed over to Fang Zhou, so she could only see a blunt and indifferent expression on the tactical doll's face.

"Continue to move forward, there are still 15 meters away from the target point."

Fang Zhou used his own voice to talk to Jeanna, but its voice still came from the mouth of the tactical figure in front of him, and the male-female voice made it sound very weird.

Jean Na nodded. She took a deep breath, and while dragging the tactical figure forward, she began to adjust her state.

Silber has arranged goals for everyone involved in this plan, and what he is about to face now is his own enemy.

After walking forward for a further distance, Jeanna also saw the figures standing at the end of the passage.

They were a dozen or so soldiers in black and white uniforms. They wore short vests and hoods, and a set of black chain mail that completely covered their chest and abdomen. There are skirt armors, and under those skirt armors, several short swords inserted on them can be vaguely seen.

The dress of these soldiers is different from that of normal Gaul soldiers.

It was used to show their identity, but Rangna, who grew up in the palace compound, could tell the origins of these soldiers at a glance.

"Is it the executor of the Crisis Management Division of the Department of Homeland Security?"

Jean Na supported the tactical figure and placed it against the corner of the wall, and then her gaze swept over the executors in front of her one by one, and finally settled on the executor standing in the middle.

From the weapons and equipment of the executor, it is not difficult to see that this person is the master planner of this operation:

"Then, state your name, executor."

"Deputy Director of the Crisis Management and Control Department of the Homeland Security Bureau, Lin Roca Simon, Your Highness Bonaparte." Lin Roca leaned on his long sword with both hands, facing Jeanne with his head held high, as if he was accepting a royal review : "Hereby, by the order of His Majesty Louis, we welcome you back to Lingons."

"Return to Lingons?" Jeanna sneered: "Go back to the Bastille, my brother who is currently struggling on the front line, do you have the confidence to let me move freely in Lingons?"

Lin Luoka lowered his head slightly, showing respect: "Your Majesty means that as long as you can stay safely in the Palace of Versailles and stop getting involved with politics, no matter what you ask, Your Majesty can satisfy you."

Jeanna sneered and interrupted Lin Luoka's words: "So, you want me to be a royal vase, just responsible for beauty and shopping every day?

"Simon, do you think that's possible?"

Her complexion gradually became solemn, and she looked into each other's eyes like a lioness: "Even though my grandfather and I are not compatible, the blood of the Sun Prince's heir still flows in my body, and fearlessness has been engraved in our souls." Among them, glory has become our backbone.

"Do you think I will give up everything I have now and turn to that false prosperity?

"Do you think that I will leave these subjects alone and enjoy the luxurious royal life?

"Do you think that after traveling all over Gaul, I can still say the same thing as my brother and sister-in-law, why don't I eat cake?

"Do you think I will let go of the pain and hatred I have experienced and become a saintly existence?"

Jean Na clenched her fists, and her contracted fingers made the sound of metal friction, reminding Jean that her hands were no longer flesh and blood:

"Simon, I'm not going back.

"I will build a high guillotine here, and send this rotten Gaul to the execution platform, and when the last Gaul nobleman dies, the princess of Gaul will also go to the execution rack!

"In the end, a new nation will be born on the ruins of Gaul."

Lin Luoka seemed to have expected all this, he just sighed deeply, and then tried to dissuade him: "Your Highness, please don't make things difficult for your subordinates.

"Your Majesty doesn't want to see his blood relatives in the world, and there will be one less."

"So, you think you can kill me tonight?"

Jeanna showed a mad smile on her face: "It seems that you have forgotten one thing.

"The teachers of the members of the Gaul royal family are all the old guards of Gaul."

Lin Luoka's face remained unchanged, but he said quickly: "Your Highness, the Old Guard no longer exists."

His speech was short, and what he said was one of the countless conjectures of all the people in the French government.

But when Jeanna heard these words, she still stopped breathing and her pupils shrank slightly:

"You really can do this kind of thing."

"Your Highness, you are alone now." Lin Luoka raised his head and said sincerely: "Please return to Lingons with your subordinates. Your Majesty will forgive you for everything you did in Burgundy."

Jeanna slowly raised her hands in front of her body: "What if I say no?"

"Then please forgive my subordinates, the more you bully the less."

Lin Luoka's voice fell, and immediately two executors rushed forward from the queue, pulled out their daggers from their waists, and drew countless spider webs made of silver threads in front of them, sealing Jeanna position.

Rang Na boxed her fists and twisted her waist, just as she was about to strike first, a strong shock wave came from behind.

Then, a figure that could be said to be stalwart came out from behind her. The face of the man in his prime was sinking like water. The plain uniform he was wearing was a little damaged, but looking inward from these gaps , but only the muscles as firm as an iron wall can be seen.

On Roland's hands, the enamel was growing rapidly. He slammed into the two executors head-on. The special dagger only scratched a few white marks on his body, and the man's movements were indeed bigger than his figure seemed. Agile, even before the executor stopped, he had already grabbed their necks.

Under the sound of tearing firewood, Roland threw the two corpses with shattered cervical vertebrae on the ground. He looked at Lin Luoka in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

"Here is the Old Guard."

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Chapter 95 We need an answer

"An old guard..."

Lin Luoka watched Roland walking towards him seriously, and he bowed solemnly and said, "I salute you, a man of honor and scars."

For all soldiers in Gaul, the Old Guard is a legend they have been familiar with since they joined the army, and it is also their

A role model for life.

The more they struggled in the barracks and on the battlefield, the more those soldiers could find out how big the gap between themselves and these old guards was.

Under the leadership of the Sun King, these elite veterans are not only fearless and have the strength to rival the top combat power of any country, but also are quite extraordinary in character, experience, and intelligence.

It can be said that the old guards that the Sun King wanted to create for Gaul at the beginning were the kind that could be reassembled in a short period of time even if they were broken on the battlefield and scattered to other cities. The existence of a troop returning to the battlefield with him.

In fact, since the establishment of the French government, Jeanne has consulted the old guard for many things.

Looking at the executor in front of him, Roland frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"From your tone, are you a member of the Young Guard?"

Lin Luoka shook his head, and replied truthfully: "Your Majesty left the army two years ago and worked in the Bureau of Homeland Security, directly under the command of His Majesty."

"Directly take orders from Louis XVI..." Roland narrowed his eyes, and read some clues from it: "It seems that the relationship between Liang and Louis XVI is not very good."

Lin Luoka didn't answer Roland's question, he just looked at his senior, and then slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

This battle is glorious. To charge the heroes of the previous generation in order to swear the oath to my lord, what a glorious battle this is.

As for persuading Roland, this option never appeared in Lin Luoka's mind from the beginning.

Wanting such a person to betray the person he followed was something that could not only be described as whimsical.

Facing the executors in front of him, Roland took a deep breath, his mountain-like body seemed to take all the air in the tunnel into his body.

Between breaths, there is a gust of wind and thunder.

Then, with both fists forward, he assumed a standard Gaul Savat kick boxing posture.

Beside Roland, Jeanna twisted her wrist, and the Chiyuan crystal was gradually activated. She felt the bursts of heat from her hands, and she also assumed the same posture as Roland.

She was the only child of this generation of royals to have grown up in the barracks of the Old Guard of Gaul.

His mother died young, his father was estranged, and even his grandfather was very resistant to his own existence.

As far as she is concerned, her family is only those old Gallic guards.

She trained, lived and grew up with these old guards.

Now, those family members who accompanied her in her childhood died in such an unexplained manner.

Jeanna couldn't accept this result, she had to ask for an answer.

"Leave one alive, we need to know the real situation of Lingons now."

Roland laughed: "That's exactly what I thought."

Then, the two rushed forward together, like two bolts of lightning flying across the tunnel.

Facing a Gaul princess and an old guard, Lin Luoka naturally couldn't be careless. After all, the combat effectiveness of such a combination must not be underestimated. Take out all the cards in order to face the enemy.

Soon, the two waves of men and horses fought together, fists and swords intertwined, and the turbulent air reverberated in the tunnel, like an earth dragon roaring.

And where they didn't pay attention, or where they didn't have the energy to pay attention, a little silver-haired Sarkaz girl was quietly hiding behind the tactical figure.

After poking her head out to observe the chaotic scene in front of her, she tightly grasped the tactical figure's body, and then pressed a watch on her wrist.

The shock wave during space retracing immediately swept across the entire passage, but the shock wave that was originally surging like a sea breeze actually appeared like a drizzle and a breeze in the passage at this moment.

In the blink of an eye, W returned to the workshop he was in four hours ago.

Instantaneous changes in spatial perception can make some sensitive people spit out on the spot, but W seems to have a considerable talent in this regard, and can easily withstand the instantaneous changes in the surrounding space environment during the first retracement.

Her task tonight was to ensure that Roland could quickly transfer between the two battlefields, so before the whole operation started, she and Roland sat in the mammoth chariot, and Roland was responsible for protecting its safety.

After Roland's majestic appearance, W needs to use the positioning of the tactical figure to estimate how long it takes to go back and bring Roland back to the passage.