Below, Elden Juggernaut

"Then who do you think is going to frame Bloodfinger? Or should Bloodfinger be framed?" Dolores raised her head with a neutral sense of beauty.

This is the right question, the notorious Bloodfinger doesn't need to be framed at all, but it won't bother Sir Baizhi.

"A person who wants to fish in troubled waters, wants to muddy the waters of Ningmgfu, so as to conceal his identity and purpose."

A group of faders nodded one after another. They all believed in Gideon's IQ, but it was meaningless to know what the other party wanted to do.

"Sir, the news of Oleg's death has spread, and we can no longer cover it up." A man in heavy armor and a helmet like a sheep's horn came out, and said in a low voice, "The King of Blessing will know the news soon, so important He will not sit idly by when the general falls!"

The patience of all parties on the border is limited, and it doesn't matter if the faders and Gregor fight to the death, but once the war expands, it will be hard to say.

Gideon lowered his head and began to think seriously. If the King of Blessing stood up, even if it was just a questioning, Grek, who was afraid that his lair would be taken away, could only withdraw his troops, but with his character, he would never be reconciled. Del had forcibly attacked the city before, as long as he took Fort Hyde, it would be considered an explanation.

That fortress has now become some kind of symbol. It seems that whether it falls or not represents the outcome of this battle. There is no need to wipe out all the faders of Ningmgfu, and Gideon's original plan was to let the fortress consume Grek's army. Energy, while I bring people to wait by the side, just kill it if you have nothing to do.

Within three months, Greck's army would lose all spirit, and he would use some small tricks to make the illusion of attacking Stonewell. There was a [-]% chance that Greck would lead the guards back to defend. Once he was separated from the army, this was the time to do it.

'But not now, if Grek really goes crazy and attacks the city, it's impossible for Nimgf's fader to stop it, and I will never let him take the fortress. '

Hyde Fortress is also unmissable for the Round Table Hall, as it will prove that the faders are useless, and the nobles who have long been filled with resentment will unite and set off a frenzy of revenge.

The loss caused by this is much greater than that of a Greg, and even he himself will be spurned by his companions in the round table hall, and he will bear the infamy of dying, and without reputation, he is not qualified to lead the faders.

Time suddenly became urgent, and no one could afford to lose this battle. If Greg retreated, the last possibility of becoming a king would be extinguished. Just stay in Stonewell and wait for some fader or demigod to come and fetch the big rune.

'Grek had no choice, and I had no choice either. Gideon's eyes were as sharp as a knife, because he didn't dare to let the fortress fall, so he could only sigh.

Who is manipulating this matter, what a powerful means.

This is a conspiracy. Even if he knows that there is a problem, if it affects the whole body, there is a high probability that Greg will go crazy, and he must go crazy with him, otherwise the ending will be even worse.

"Everyone, this matter is an opportunity for us." He was irritated in his heart, but his tone was still relaxed and confident, "Greek will definitely attack the fort by force, and with the strength of Fort Hyde, he will definitely suffer heavy losses. Let's attack and disrupt his logistics , let him lose his mind, and finally settle his sins."

"Aren't you going to investigate who is behind the scenes?" Bagram said suddenly. He knew his friend too well, so he must be planning some conspiracy.

"I don't have time." Gideon squinted at the corpse in front of him, and muttered to himself, "Besides, it's meaningless..."

The torrential rain was getting heavier, completely covering the figures of the Faded Ones, as if some invisible hand pushed behind them, and the prudent plans of both sides became risky.

In the distance, the werewolf Blazer stood on the top of the ruined church, not afraid of being hit by lightning above his head, his wet hair stuck to his head, and his eyes were watching the faded ones who disappeared.

"Why are these people from the round table hall here?"

He murmured to himself, grinned and showed some pale fangs. As a bystander, he felt that things were getting more and more interesting.

It was obvious that both sides were engaging in conspiracies and tricks. These faders wanted to plot Greck, and now they found some important clues.

"Well, it's none of my business anyway, these battlefield relics are more interesting."

He jumped off the church and heard a bang. The falling lightning just blew up the place where he was standing just now. The remaining electricity splashed on his body immediately made the werewolf's muscles stiff, and he was slapped in the mud in a large font.

"Damn, bad luck."

After a while, the strong werewolf got up, patted the muddy water on his body, and pretended nothing happened.

The heavy rain has washed away many traces of the battle, but deep pits still exist. Blazer walks around among the ruins, lying on the mud from time to time and smelling them with his nose.

'The smell is very weak, it's the smell of three people, from the direction the smell is moving, two people are fighting, and one person is watching from the side?Is it a woman with no fighting power? '

The werewolf showed a puzzled expression, and more importantly, why is one of the smells so familiar?

It must be an illusion, if that guy is really not dead, there has been no news for so many years, and then he took a woman to leisurely be an adventurer, causing His Highness to worry, and causing me to search all over the border.

Blazer straightened up and gave a cruel smile.

That bastard is tired of working!

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Chapter 180 Let's Go, Go Kill Greg

Yay——

In Shuihuan Village, Tang En sneezed violently, looking at the torrential rain outside the window, he rubbed his nose helplessly.

'Why do I always feel that someone is thinking about me recently? '

Tang En found that sometimes being too sensitive was not a good thing. For example, someone in the round table hall must be yelling at him, and he never thought it was a werewolf covered in mud.

In his opinion, it's good that Lani is willing to wait. How could he send someone out to look for her? It's too self-indulgent.

"It seems that Oleg's body has been found." When he came to the window, he saw the flames flickering in the military barracks outside the village. Hundreds of soldiers were lining up, apparently about to run away.

This is very simple. After receiving the news, Greck no longer expected to win a complete victory. He quickly captured Fort Hyde to have an explanation, and then led the army back to Stonewell to squat in the pit. The top priority.

"Besides Greg, don't you still want to plot against the round table?" Melina quietly came to her side, she was always like a female ghost.

"As soon as Greck moves, the round table hall will inevitably change its plan."

"Why? There should be no connection between them."

Tang En glanced at Mei Muju speechlessly, thinking of His Royal Highness Lani again, he thought about it, and explained in order to improve Melina's IQ:

"Hyde Fortress is not only a bait for Greg, the people in the round table hall also dare not give up. Even if a fader is not killed, Greck will take down the fortress, and the entire junction will find an opportunity."

"what chance?"

"The opportunity to unite to exterminate the faders, the Supreme Will pays attention to the survival of the fittest, and will not really intervene, and the Menggot behind them was defeated at the Gemir Volcano, which is not enough to stand for them."

Melina thought for a moment, and finally understood that Hyde Fortress is now in the hands of the faders. If it is taken back by Gregor, it will only prove that the faders are incompetent.

But then again...

"You thought of this step when you gave advice to Vic??"

"Otherwise, let the faders run around. This war is far away. At worst, Greg will return to Stonewell, and come out to clean up after the limelight passes." Tang En spread his hands and showed a sinister smile: "But it's different now, Hyde Fortress is stuck in the throat, such a clear target stands there, and the whole border is watching."

Terrible planning ability.

Melina swallowed, trying to maintain a calm voice: "You are really good at plotting."

"Wrong, this is a conspiracy. I am an honest and trustworthy person, but I am only thinking about the faded ones. If they want to win, they must stay at Fort Hyde and wait for help. You really think the ancient knight is a fool."

Tang En's words reminded Melina of the strategy in Wulin Town. All the topics revolved around how the faded ones would win, which was also the only chance of winning.

Faded people don't know what to do if they are used, and the round table hall knows that there is a problem, but still have to do it...

Melina sighed, and quietly moved half a step away, as if to stay away from this dangerous man.

Tang En didn't notice this little move. He looked at the rainstorm and kept thinking. He was sorting out the things that would happen next in his head one by one, but it was really meaningless to pretend to be a piece of wood.

Gregor will call me back soon, so what to do now?

He glanced at Shuihuan Village in the rain. The exquisite small buildings were already mottled due to the long-term lack of rest, the beautiful boats were parked at the pier and fluctuated with the waves, and a certain cafe had long been closed, and the balcony extending into the lake was full of people. sundry.

I met the teacher there once again, and I remember it was just in the evening.

Tang En clearly remembered that Ser Lian was wearing a red dress, and told himself excitedly that she had a gift to give, and then gave him a doll that looked like performance art.

The aroma of the woman in the red dress and the tea is just like yesterday, those passers-by who appreciate the boys and women are gone, and even the bustling Shuihuan Village is extremely bleak.

"Melina?"

"I'm here." The girl who was about to take a nap raised her head. She has become more and more fond of this kind of 'pastime' recently. She doesn't think about anything and does nothing. She closes and opens her eyes, and half a day passes.

"How about I draw a portrait of you? Don't look at me with such defensive eyes, it's just reminding me of some past events." Tang En not only remembered the past events, but also felt a little regretful. The manuscript is bought, at least it can be used as a souvenir.

Maybe it was the sound of the rain, the man who was always bold and unrestrained seemed a little melancholy, Melina wanted to refuse, but seeing his appearance, she subconsciously nodded and just sat by the bed.

"Okay, you can draw."

"Please be a little self-conscious about being a model, and respect art." Tang En said seriously, and directly pulled the girl to the window, and asked her to relax a bit and pose casually.

Only then did he return to the back of the square table, took out a piece of white paper used to convey military orders, picked up the pencil for outlining the map, glanced at it for a while, and directly immersed himself in writing.

clap la la...  

The downpour seemed to have no end, and it completely suppressed the 'rustling' sound of the pen tip. At first, Melina was a little nervous, but as time went by, she seemed to forget what she was doing.

In terms of daze, no one in the borderland is stronger than her. The girl's eyes are dull, her mind is empty, and she just looks at a boat floating far away in the lake.

How similar is this boat to himself? What is the mission?Where does that obsession come from?Why go to the Golden Tree?

Am I not like this boat swept away by the waves, waiting for the moment to capsize at any time.

Perhaps the sound of rain always makes people melancholy, and the light in that right eye gradually lost its light. At this moment, there was a loud thunder, and she was startled.

"You are confused." Tang En stood beside him, holding the finished paper in his hand, sighed and said, "What you do and what you don't do all come from your decision, don't think too much, I will know when the time comes Help."

At the end of the journey, if Melina still wants to become a firewood, then she will say goodbye freely, if she changes her mind——

There is more than one way to burn the golden tree, and he can even change the outcome of the Battle of Aiolia, so what is it?

"Nonsense, I've never been confused." Melina came back to her senses. For some reason, she always felt that this man showed infinite confidence, as if he knew what he wanted to do and could change it.

She was stunned for a moment, then gently snatched the white paper from Tang En's hand, took a look in it, her eyes widened slightly.

There is a young girl standing in front of the window. She puts her hands on the frame, and she seems to be looking into the distance. There is only half a side face in the painting, and the expression is a little lonely, a little confused, and full of longing.

"What about the title of "The Missionary Girl Looking Forward to the Future"?" Tang En threw away the pencil, thought for a while, and said, "It's my reward for teaching me to pray."

"Not so good, who is looking forward to the future." Melina wrinkled her nose, but folded the painting in half and stuffed it into her bosom, "I didn't realize that besides drinking and bragging, you also have this skill. "

"Hehe, I know a lot." Tang En said boldly. Writing novels and portraits were the only skills left to him in his previous life.

The pattering rain kept falling, no one in the house spoke, Tang En also stayed with Melina in a daze, like a special two-player game, but because of this, the two got closer than usual, elbows touching hands Elbow, hair touching hair.

I don't know how long it took, the sound of the rustling rain gradually weakened, the dark clouds that covered the sky quietly dispersed, and some sunlight finally shone in through the gaps in the clouds.

"Look, that boat is back." Melina said suddenly, and Tang En turned his head to look, and saw that the boat that had drifted away had returned to the pier at some point.

"Do you know what this means?" Tang En said in a long tone, and suddenly grinned: "It means you are too idle, what's so interesting about a broken ship!"

Hahaha.

The man's heroic laughter came, but Melina's slightly melancholy mood was completely destroyed, she couldn't help clenching her silver teeth, and stared fiercely.

Wenqing is a disease that can be cured.

Tang En couldn't be bothered to care about the girl's mood. He had always been free and easy in dealing with people, so he was confused and hesitant.

And hold a three-foot long sword, and kill everyone you see.

Putting on the mask, tidying up the black robe, and inserting Yue Yin back to his waist, the man heard the sound of war horses crossing the long street, and stretched out his hand to the dazed girl.

"Let's go and kill Greg!"

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Chapter 180 I Canonize You as Knight of Greck

Just after the rainstorm, the war horse stepped hard into the soft mud, and when it was lifted up, it brought up a piece of muddy water. This made the horse very bumpy, and it also reminded Tang En of the goodness of his own pony.

I'm used to riding Torrette, but I really can't adapt to these ordinary war horses. Mercedes-Benz for a long time makes people shake and fall apart.

He rode through a pockmarked forest, holding the reins with the cavalry.

call-

The war horse raised its front hooves, and Tang En saw an erupting 'volcano'.

On the high ground in the distance, there is a flaming 'volcano'. Countless incendiary bombs streaked across the humid air and smashed hard on the head of the fortress. The gravel and human bodies flew into the sky together.

Boom, boom, boom...

The drums of war echoed in the wilderness, and the huge golem walked forward with heavy steps, surrounded by dozens of mountain monsters holding giant shields. With them as the center, thousands of soldiers shot arrows at the city as they advanced, And a group of people wearing bright stone masks stood behind, continuously releasing magic to the top of the city, while countless long arrows and short crossbows shot down from the top of the wall, cutting down people like wheat in pieces.

The momentum was so great that even the air was filled with the smell of blood and barbecue.

'This is the taste of war. '

Tang En tightened his grip on the reins, breathing in destruction and death. He felt that his proposal was correct. Without this strong city, the Faded One might be defeated in just one encounter.

But now they have tall and strong city walls, towers full of bed crossbows, occupying the ground, and fully displaying their rich skills.

He saw the huge bow like a thunderstorm, and it bounced the shields of the soldiers away. Immediately afterwards, the bows and arrows accurately missed the crowd, and dozens of people were hit in the forehead with arrows. This archery skill is beyond the reach of ordinary knights.

He also saw the "Magic Power from Heaven" and "Crystal Explosion" unfolding in succession, making it difficult to defend. When the ladder climbed up the city wall, the Faded Ones prayed decisively.

The erupting flames swept across the city wall. Dozens of soldiers screamed and jumped off the top of the city to die. The spirit fire suddenly exploded, burning them into jerky through the heavy armor.

Magic, prayers, martial arts, despicable flying props, Tang En even saw ashes, although inferior, they were brave enough to die.

Some faded people were cut off and immediately retreated to the back to drink two drops of the Holy Grail dew, and then rushed back alive, and some priests continued to pray to stimulate the potential of faded people.

"It's too chaotic, but it's this kind of chaos that allows the Faded Ones' individual combat power to be as good as that of the knights. In the siege battle, the number advantage is weakened to the greatest extent."

Hyde Fortress is close to the sea, and the attack width is only so small, but the Greck army is a bit hasty, and a large number of siege facilities have not been built. Every time there are only a few people who enter the city, most of them can only shrink back and worry, how can it be average? A fader opponent that is several times stronger.