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"Tsk tsk tsk, it doesn't even have any beautiful embellishments. It's such a night, but it still needs to be used in this kind of boring combat meeting."

Inside the camp, Da Vinci looked left and right for a while, and finally made such an evaluation with a smile on his face.

"Please forgive me for this point, ma'am, someone must grasp the situation of the entire army."

Lancelot comforted me a little bit dumbfoundingly: "I'm also looking forward to being with my daughter—cough, I also want to go to the banquet. Seeing that I am so patient, please bear with me."

"Okay, okay, seeing that Zheng Qidu worked so hard to borrow back the face of the beast army, I will cooperate honestly."

Da Vinci shrugged.

Seeing this, Baimao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The Baimao who stayed here was a combination of treachery and military affairs. In order to facilitate the coordination of the army of the people of the mountain, the army of the beasts and the army of Lancelot, he was left here to attend the meeting.

"I think so too, I haven't had a drink for a long time..."

After the Baimao grumbled, he raised his head: "Then, everyone is here, let's get ready to start, let's start with the front entrance."

"that……"

At this moment, among the representatives present at the meeting, an older man raised his hand and asked cautiously, "Master Zheng Qi...don't we need to wait for Master Zheng Qi to arrive?"

From the original title of "foreigner" to the current "Master Zheng Qi", it seems that Zheng Qi has indeed left a sufficient "deep" impression on these representatives.

Ah, that contest was essentially a contest for show, so the results needless to say.

If you want to make Zheng Qi serious, among Hassan, it can be said that the only way is to get the old man who is still in the temple to take action.

Having said that, Zheng Qi did not embarrass Curse Wrist and the others in their defeat.

As long as those representatives understand that there is nothing wrong with the arrangement of Cursed Wrist and the others, that they have indeed entrusted the most important and dangerous task to the strongest existence in their own camp today, and that will be fine.

Even with such a show, though, there will still be some stubbornness among the delegates.

Fortunately, after Zheng Qi met with all the representatives, these representatives, who instinctively avoided Zheng Qi's sight, easily unified their opinions.

In this way, the most important part of the decisive battle has been finalized.

All that's left is to outline the details.

This is also the purpose of this battle meeting.

"Ha, brother, if he's not going to participate, don't be so nervous."

Da Vinci said with a smile.

Yes.

Zheng Qi is not going to interfere with this part of the work.

After all, in terms of the cultural education he had received, he was only at the level of an ordinary high school student.

He has never studied such things as marching and fighting, and he has no actual combat experience.

This part of the arrangement is naturally left to professionals.

Leaving aside the fact that many of those representatives were from the military, there are only two generals like Lancelot and Bedivere who have actually led the army. How can there be a layman like Zheng Qi to give advice to experts? necessary?

Zheng Qi thought to himself, he just waited to give the Lion King two bang bang punches to his face and it would be over.

So he didn't plan to attend this battle meeting, but left it to Lancelot and Da Vinci to deal with it.

Zheng Qi knew that if he stayed in the camp, Da Vinci and others who were familiar with him would be fine. Those village representatives would inevitably look nervously at his expression.

And he himself may not be able to give any constructive opinions.

——Something like [I will smash the holy capital tonight and drag the Lion King out to fight] is really not an [opinion].

Zheng Qi knew very well that the Lion King was different from Osmandis.

The Lion King who has completely discarded [humanity], in a sense, does not have [grace] or [bottom line].

If the purpose of such a guy was to beat her up and kill her, then Zheng Qi would have gone directly to the Holy Capital by himself.

But the ultimate goal right now is to prevent the Holy Lance from being completed, and to complete human restoration...

It is to complete the agreement with Lixiang.

This is quite different.

Zheng Qi just hates his mother-in-law, not a brainless donkey blinded and fooled by power.

That being the case, instead of staying to put more psychological pressure on the friendly army, Zheng Qi felt that he might as well go out and see if there is any other place where he can help.

From Zheng Qi's point of view, he only needs to know the final result and the task he will perform.

"This is His Excellency Zheng Qi's trust in you."

At this time, Hassan, who is good at treachery and military affairs, suddenly said: "That person is not good at words, but has a pure heart. I hope you will keep this in mind."

The representatives looked at each other, but no one said anything.

But obviously, the tense atmosphere in the camp softened a lot for a while.

Seeing this, Lancelot nodded calmly.

"Continue to talk about the main entrance. Camelot's main entrance is not so easy to destroy. That door has the characteristic of neutralizing malicious attacks or forces of evil nature. If you use pure firepower Bombardment, even the holy sword can't shake it at all."

Speaking of this, Lancelot pondered for a while before continuing to speak: "As for whether Zheng Qi can smash the main entrance... I can't evaluate it. Although there is a precedent of breaking through the Great Temple of the Sun King, but only In terms of strength, compared with the Great Temple, I think the main entrance of Camelot is definitely better."

Hearing Lancelot's words, Da Vinci raised his eyebrows: "In this way, we can only ignore the main entrance?"

"Building an archery tower and attacking from the city wall is a more realistic idea. It would be best if you can directly destroy a section of the city wall, but..."

"Considering that the holy city is probably the holy gun itself, it is not easy to destroy the city wall, right?"

Lancelot nodded.

Da Vinci thought about it.

"Hmm... so it seems that choosing to climb over the city wall is the most appropriate method."

"Yes, now that the guerrilla knights are completely annihilated, most of the defensive forces of the holy capital will definitely stick to the city. The defensive power around the holy capital should not be enough to interfere with the actions of our joint army. Launching a feint attack from the west is currently the plan with the greatest chance of success."

Lancelot said: "As long as you successfully climb over the city wall, there is a straight line to the king's city, the only obstacle..."

"The remaining three Knights of the Round Table, Gawain who is guarding the main gate, Tristan, and Aggavin who may be closest to the throne. The three of them will never be Zheng Qi's opponents if they fight alone. In order to delay the time for the Lion King, it is absolutely possible. Our biggest advantage here, besides the larger number of followers, is Zheng Qi."

Lancelot said in a deep voice: "It's impossible for Agguiwen not to have anticipated our actions. The coalition forces are powerful, and they were blocked by Tristan at the edge of the desert. With that man's means, there must be something. Be prepared...but they probably don't know yet that Zheng Qi is not dead."

"The rest of the round table, in a sense, have almost paranoid trust in the holy spear of the Lion King, so considering that Zheng Qi has never appeared in front of the round table since the incident in the fortress, I think there is a big room for maneuver.”

"That being said..."

Lancelot frowned tightly: "Even if he noticed the movement of the coalition army, the Holy Capital still didn't respond. I'm afraid that guy Agguiwen didn't inform the Lion King of the existence of the coalition army at all. I'm afraid... he They want to use us to weaken the power of the Lion King."

"Oh?"

Da Vinci showed a curious look: "Why do you say that?"

"That man has only selfish desires. Although the purpose of the Lion King is inhumane, but because of this, it is destined to run counter to the purpose of Agguiwen. It has always been him who has made all the people in the country He hides filth everywhere, whether it was in Britain back then, or in this holy capital now... I should have killed him long ago."

Regret and anger appeared on Lancelot's face: "Without him, the Lion King probably wouldn't go crazy!"

"Really? But I think you're thinking about it."

"……what?"

Da Vinci shook his fingers: "If Aggraven is really a selfish person, then the administration of the Holy City should be more vertically developed, with extracting value as the most basic function, and constantly adding functions to this end. , In this way, we can more easily get the opportunity to take advantage of it."

"But the fact is that there is no such flaw in the holy capital, and the reason is very simple, because this city is false, and it has never had any [authorities] from the beginning, and it is precisely because of this that it is absolutely impossible to attack from the inside. Started to crumble."

"To do this, it's not so much loyalty, it's more like the consul, Aggavin, has some kind of obsession... How should I put it..."

Da Vinci sighed.

"I think he is a person who seems to be serving the Lion King with great anger and persistence in his heart."

"Anger and... obsession?"

Lancelot loosened the solemnity in his brows and eyes blankly.

Angry and persistent?

That man who is indifferent to anyone, cold and heartless as steel?

-

Looking at the children who were having trouble with Sanzang, and Lixiang who was taken to play by Arash and Teng Tai, Matthew smiled and declined a wine glass brought by a villager, quietly stayed away from the hustle and bustle of the banquet, and got into the Night outside the village.

In order to celebrate the increase in troop strength and entertain the newly joined partners, there is this banquet tonight.

After all, in the future, no one is sure how many people will survive going to the holy capital.

As for why Matthew quietly left the banquet, it wasn't that she didn't like the atmosphere. No, it should be said that she liked the lively and lively atmosphere of the banquet very much.

She came out because she found that Bedivere was nowhere to be seen at the banquet.

This reminded Matthew of the sad and guilty look that Bedivere often showed when he was alone.

Matthew felt that this was probably because Mr. Bedwell still felt guilty for not keeping Tristan.

She thought, if possible, she hoped to relieve the pain in Bedivere's heart.

After walking for a while in the night, Matthew finally found Bedivere's back behind a stone corner.

Just as she was about to make a sound, a big hand covered her head.

Matthew looked sideways.

"Mr. Zheng Qi?"

Zheng Qi didn't speak, but just motioned her to continue looking at Bedivere.

"Uh...uuuu..."

cry?

"Woo-oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Matthew froze.

She looked not far away, kneeling on the ground, trying to cover her mouth, tears streaming down her face, trying to prevent Bedivere from blurting out the uncontrollable cry.

This was the first time she saw Bedivere like this.

That look, seems to be afraid, but also seems to be confessing.

This made Ma Xiu not know what to do for a moment, and subconsciously turned to look at Zheng Qi again.

After patting Matthew's hair lightly, Zheng Qi stepped forward.

He didn't hide his footsteps.

But even so, Bedivere didn't realize that someone was approaching him until Zheng Qidu took three or four steps towards him.

Wiping his face vigorously, trying to cover up his crying just now under the bright moonlight, Bedivere half covered his face with one hand, stood up, and turned his side to Zheng Qi.

"Your Excellency Zheng, Zheng Qi? Mash? What's wrong? Are you looking for Lixiang? She hasn't been here before!"

"Mr. Bedwell..."

Matthew was speechless.

And Zheng Qi directly took out a blanket from the magic tome space, together with a bottle of milk heated with ripples, and threw them all to the bewildered Bedivere.

"It's cold at night, don't catch a cold."

After saying that, Zheng Qi turned around and seemed to be leaving.

This made Matthew look confused when he looked at Zheng Qi.

"That, I-"

I don't use these because I'm a follower and don't catch a cold.

——Bedwell, who was just about to say this sentence, was startled.

(Could it be that His Excellency Zheng Qi... discovered it?)

In Bedivere's impression, Zheng Qi was a man of his word.

Decisive, brave, and excellent judgment, and so far, it seems that he has never done anything meaningless.

Some seemingly reckless actions, when the results appear, you will be shocked to realize the profound meaning of Zheng Qi's words and deeds at that time.

In Bedivere's eyes, this is one of the characteristics of Zheng Qi.