Retired god king transferred to witch idol manager

Ke Nagulan is still attacking the main city of Yanchao, no matter how painful the price is and how much troops are spent, it still does not intend to stop after countless collisions.

The loyal soldiers of the Holy See didn't understand why, but they never doubted the instructions of the Holy Lady. However, even Panini was a little shaken in the long run, and more and more people began to doubt whether the commander was leading them to death.

The recruits of the Hui Ye Army were dejected and fled out of the crypt one after another, breathing the fresh air without the smell of blood, but there were a few familiar faces around them.

The tug-of-war of blood for blood is not without rewards. It is roughly estimated that the number of demons killed in battle is twice that of humans. Human and demon corpses.

The most dangerous place is indeed full of opportunities. With his superb strength and judgment, Lie Yalu has been promoted to captain by virtue of his military achievements in beheading high-level demons, and he is learning from Lieutenant General Ron.

"call......"

Lealu leaned on a rock, took out a crumpled cigarette with trembling hands and lit it, enjoying the rare peace.

The ring finger and little finger of his right hand pinching cigarettes were bloody and bloody, as if they had been bitten off by a demon, and bandages were wrapped everywhere under the armor.

When their eyes met, Alicia and Lealu nodded to each other. They no longer had the energy to confront each other. It was the greatest luck for comrades-in-arms to be able to fight side by side in the new day.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

Another day without success, or a day without incident.

Zilla!

A magic energy barrier was erected over the battle zone again, and the blue-haired Zhan Ji slowly floated down the high slope.

Dusk came to an end, and night was the world of demons. Under the leadership of Nagulan, the phalanx of mystics strengthened the barrier, announcing the failure of another storm.

The garrison officer's message made the little maid's face even more ugly, and tens of thousands of soldiers fell outside the city gate, including newcomers and veterans, and even a whole body could not be sent back to the homeland.

Panini looked at the rocky city surrounded by boulders, with a worried face on his pretty face, feeling a strong sense of frustration in this protracted siege.

Looking at the faces of the soldiers around them, there was also only numbness left on the faces. Many of them didn't even expect to be able to go home, but only hoped that the endless pain would end as soon as possible.

Chaos spread within the camps of the enemy and us, and the pious belief was on the verge of collapse. This sweet breath made the beautiful girl God King feel happy.

But this war cannot be lost, at least not here...

So Nolan and Alicia followed the flying carpet to the Holy See camp, waiting in front of the bonfire for Nagulan to finish her prayers.

The tall and beautiful maid Long walked out of the inner room and shook his head slightly at his wife, which meant that Joanna was still awake.

Qiaoqiao has always maintained a half-dream and half-awake sleepwalking state. Nagulan has cast various healing spells but nothing works, let alone wake up actively.

A wind element sage would be a powerful fighter if he joined the battlefield, but unfortunately, he was not sure about Joanna's condition. The scene of her ravaging Sister Kista made the two sisters feel terrified, so they specially left a magic dragon to look after it.

Accompanied by the sweet voice of the saint, the eulogy of the heroic dead echoed in the camp in the war zone.

The drizzle washed the ground and swept away the fatigue of the soldiers. This was the only thing Nagulan could do for his subordinates.

The rain was sweet, like the tears of the [Sea Heart] sage. When Na Gulan turned around, the tears were still there, and her white and tender face was more haggard and helpless than anyone else.

Most of the sea girls are gentle girls, and they have given orders to the soldiers to "go to death" countless times. As a commander, she is extremely painful but helpless.

"Anything for me?"

Nagulan wiped away her crystal eyes, and smiled at the silver-haired girl.

The little Lord Blue Shield is probably still searching for his holy knights in the major legions, but the two war girls are very grateful for their decision. If there is no chaos and sacrifice, there may be less than half of the soldiers left.

Nolan blinked and asked, "Do you know who your opponent is?"

Panini and Nagulan looked at each other and were silent for a few seconds.

Na Gulan sighed, and said: "Every time a soldier approaches the city, the gate will open, and demons rushing out of the city wall several times as many as ours, teasing us with applause. Obviously we can push the battle line back to the forest, but we are dead. Grasp the reason why we have to attack, and wait for us to slowly deliver to the door, I am afraid that there is only one person with this kind of vulgar taste."

"Evil. Commander of the Fallen Army, [Greedy Blood] Saya."

Panini gritted his teeth. Every Holy War Girl is no stranger to that damned blood-sucking demon. He is not strong but can always disgust people to the extreme. His combat style is two extremes of Xiong.

Alicia turned pale in shock, "So, even if we break into the city gate, we will fall into an ambush by the evil fallen army."

"Yes."

Na Gulan nodded, looked at the sand table map in the tent, and took down a small flag.

"What should I do?"

Panini looked at the first Saint, Battle Princess, and had no idea how to fight back in a battle with disparate combat power, but Na Gulan bit her lip with a painful expression, and still said the exact same words as yesterday with great difficulty.

"Continue...to attack!"

If the Holy Maiden opens her mouth, thousands of soldiers will die.

"hiss......."

Panini took a breath and questioned: "But we have..."

Nagulan shook her head and said wearily, "You don't understand, we can only attack."

415. Humanitarian Destruction Plan

Nagulan shook her head and said wearily, "You don't understand, we can only attack."

This is the common order of the Pope and the round table. The task of the First Holy Legion is to defend the Yanchao theater and not give them a chance to rectify. This is the bottom line.

If the Yanchao front is lost, then this war will not be far from losing.

Alicia scratched her head and sighed irritably, quite agreeing with Nagulan's approach.

"Yes, there is an endless stream of demons. It is impossible to capture the palace to support other fronts. Since there is no one to help us, we can only ensure that the Evil.

The first holy legion is the anti-pressure position. If you don't stand up to the blood-hating demons, the other troops will suffer.

"With no support behind us, the demons can completely mobilize to defeat the war zone, but they don't know this?"

Panini was thoughtful, and it turned out that they had been bluffing, and every time they attacked the city, they fought as recklessly as if they were going to win.

Nagulan's strategy seems cruel and stupid, but the enemy has occupied the palace and the main city. Human beings can't seize the initiative anyway. Only by constantly attacking and using offense as defense can they stick to the battlefield.

Sitting and waiting to die will only die faster...

"Perhaps, we can change our attack method."

At this time, Nolan stretched out his hand, grabbed the Yanchao main city in the Yanling sand table, and crushed the stone model into pieces.

Click!

Panini and Nagulan's hearts skipped a beat, and the silver-haired girl expressed her position with actions before she could speak.

"You don't want to..."

Alicia screamed, a little surprised at Er Qiao's wild and violent thoughts.

The Huangyan Dynasty was built on the ruins of the ancient giants, half of which were built by the giants of Weiler, and half of which were processed by human craftsmen. The entire royal city was as solid as a rock and surrounded by towering cliffs.

Even if the First Holy Legion breaks into the city gate by chance, there is still a maze-like huge city waiting for humans.

Demons are everywhere. Palace gates, outer halls, and inner courts are all traps. To capture the royal city, you need at least twice the strength of the demon defenders. Looking at the less than a million remnants and defeated soldiers around, it is no different. Yu idiots talk about dreams.

Since it is impossible to win head-on, the suggestion of Chaos Priest is...Human destruction!

"Can't!"

Panini shook his head and smiled wryly, and Nagulan also said in a deep voice, "You want to destroy Huangyan Palace? How can this be done!"

If this method is used, there is no point in forcibly taking back the Yanchao plane, because the foundation of the magic crystal tower in the city hall is completely destroyed, and the portal cannot be activated. .

"Why not?"

Nolan chuckled, and tapped the corners of the hexagon in Yanling Valley with his fingers one after another.

That was the place where she suggested that the phalanx of the mystics be stationed. As long as they could complete the chanting of the forbidden spell of the extraordinary legion, the main city would be wiped out and instantly melted.

That's right, only the forbidden spell can solve it neatly

But that means that some help from the Holy Alliance is needed. There are only [-] mystics under Nagulan's command, and there are only [-] high-level archmages above the tenth level, which is not enough to support the forbidden curse of the extraordinary realm.

Panini rolled his eyes and said, "You are crazy, that is the residence of Huangyan royal family for generations, will the royal family and vassals agree?"

"what!"

Nolan raised his eyebrows, his red eyes flashed with scarlet arrogance, and he said with a grin: "Who do you think caused these troubles? You can't even guard your own ancestral grave, so you have the right to sit behind and dictate?"

"This......"

Panini stuck out his tongue. The reputation of William the Great among the people and the Holy See believers had already plummeted. Even the royal family of Huangyan couldn't hold their heads up. If it wasn't for him, the situation of the war would not have deteriorated like this.

Nolan looked at Na Gulan, and asked the first seat Jihad Ji: "Your soldiers are almost dead, do you still need others to agree on how to win!?"

Na Gulan shrank her neck, a little scared by Nolan's aura, this child did not look like a 16-year-old girl at all.

The Holy Maiden whispered, "Why are you so fierce, let me... think again."

The concerns of the two war girls are justified. The death of the demon is not a pity, but the royal city is the lifeblood of the Huangyan province. Destroying the foundation of the Yan dynasty is like cutting off an arm. Giving up the dominance of the alliance in the east. All air routes and trade routes are paralyzed. It will take decades to rebuild.

The most important thing is that the Qiyao Cathedral of Huangyan Province is also inside. After this operation, there will be nothing left in Yanling. Neither the Pope nor the seven princes will agree to this crazy strategy.

Na Gulan's brows were entangled and struggling, and she was resisting pressure now, but no matter whether the plan succeeded or failed, if something happened in the future, she might take the blame and follow in Fen Rui'er's footsteps.

Even if he wins, what's the point of taking back an empty main plane?

No, it doesn't seem to be completely meaningless....

At least the Blood Vengeance Legion and the Evil Fallen Army should be buried with the dead soldiers, so as to free up their hands to help the other two fronts and give other soldiers a chance of survival.

Nolan pointed at the camp in the night, and said, "There's no time. Every second you think about it will kill one person."

Na Gulan took a deep breath, and after thinking calmly, she came to the conclusion that the soldiers under the sanctuary had no chance of surviving, and she couldn't accept the sad ending of her lingering death.

Rather than watching his subordinates die one by one, why not...

"Even if they agree, where will we find so many phalanxes of mystics to cast forbidden spells?"

Nagulan's tone softened, which surprised Panini. He seemed to be planning to give up himself to seek life for others.

Nolan and Alicia exchanged glances, and said in a low voice: "Skip the round table meeting and the Holy See, and ask for someone directly from Roland and Heloise! ​​When Saya gets tired of playing or discovers the truth, we may all be wiped out at any time." !"

Nagulan's eyes flickered and she fell into deep thought.

Panini had a weird expression on his face, and said anxiously: "Hey, are you all crazy? No one will be grateful to you for this, the nobles will not, and neither will the common people. Who is to blame for such a big crime by destroying the royal holy city of Huangyan and the Qiyao Cathedral? to bear?"

Na Gulan was silent for a while, and waved her hands to manipulate Shui Ling to roll up the ink and leave beautiful small characters on the letter on the table, and she had already made a decision.

"All of this... is a decision I made on my own will, no matter what the outcome is, it has nothing to do with anyone else."

Nolan and Alicia stared in astonishment, they didn't expect that the first Holy Warrior would take the responsibility with all their might.

"But."

"Stop talking, if I can drive the demon back to the abyss, I... will be very honored."

Nagulan looked pitifully at the desperate soldiers who had followed her for many years down the hillside, and watched the letter with the emergency transmission beacon drift towards Lieutenant General Ron in the wind. She could not hand over such a treacherous battle plan to the space messenger.

416. My TM Social Security

The sun rose, the sun set, and three days passed in a blink of an eye.

When the human soldiers in the Iwachao War Zone climbed the rock for the third time, there was no distinction between the First Holy Legion and the Kaguya Army, no distinction between veterans and recruits, and every weather-beaten face represented the sacred The league's bravest fighter.

Today is different from the past, all the remaining soldiers in the war zone have been scattered in six corners since the middle of the night, and surrounded the giant rock capital.

At dawn, the morning light awakened the entire land and illuminated everyone's eyes, but it couldn't pierce the dark clouds above.

The face of the first saint, Zhan Ji, is solemn and holy, but her palms are full of sweat. She has not closed her eyes for the past three days, and has been carefully arranging the battlefield, turning Nolan's unrealistic ideas into a meticulous and meticulous battle plan.

Looking back now, the Holy Maiden doesn't understand how she listened to this little girl and put all her eggs in one basket.

Maybe it was because of being bathed in the aura of tyranny for too long, and fell into a bewilderment, maybe it was the desperate fate of the soldiers that made people sleepless all night, or it was just because of the enchanting strange magic power of the silver-haired girl, Nagu Lan no longer had the calmness and conservativeness of the past.

The head of the First Holy Legion smiled wryly, but the time was up but he still looked at the east unwillingly, not knowing what he was waiting for.

Nagulan and Panini were not sure whether Roland would agree to this crazy plan, but the supplies in the war zone and the exhausted soldiers left the two war girls with no choice.

Panini led a phalanx of mystics to sit in the north, and the little maid sighed on the flying carpet, which was not surprising at all.

"Sure enough~"

Destroying the capital of Huangyan, such a reckless tactic, Marshal Roland and His Majesty Heloise would be crazy if they agreed.

Now there are only them left, what should I do?