"Look, who would dare to do this in the future?" Angel stood on the high platform with a fierce look at the tens of thousands of Harigard people below, and shouted a warning.

At this time, the blood seeped from the cracks of the high platform planks, dripping on the ground, then spreading down from the platform, soaking the ground under the platform.

The nearby Khaligardians could even smell the pungent **** smell, and the crowd retreated involuntarily.

Seeing the panic reaction of the crowd, Angel couldn't help but nod in satisfaction. He wanted this effect.

"These dead people~!

They have never been satisfied, and only when these dogs are scared can they be obedient. "Angel cursed inwardly.

He paused, then brandishing a blood-stained knife, and screamed: "Every one of you, as a Khaligad, as a member of the Southern Army, is also obligated to defend our great city of Khaligad and defend us. General Hadu, the soul of the southerners.

So I now order that every Haligarde shall participate in the battle to defend the city, in this sacred and glorious task.

Whether it is an old man or a child, whether it is a man or a woman, do what you can do for us in the south, and use our common strength to fight for the ultimate victory.

The Southern Army will win~! "

Angel raised his arms, and the nearby soldiers also hurriedly raised their swords and shouted together, but the voice sounded a little weak, as if these soldiers were not awake.

As for the common people on the square, they all said nothing, their eyes widened, and they looked at Angel's performance stupidly.

Angel's face became a little ugly, raised his fist and yelled again: "Long live General Hadu~!"

Seeing that his boss was getting angry, the soldiers around immediately yelled and shouted.

However, tens of thousands of people in the square still stared at Angel silently, even though there were a few guys in the crowd who had been placed in advance, they also made a look of excitement and shouted.

But they just yelled, watching the people around them coldly, their expressions were rather unkind, and they all closed their mouths wisely.

Angel's heart was full of excitement. He clenched his fists hard, gritted his teeth, and yelled "These **** gangsters~!"

Immediately, he winked to the side.

The officer next to him immediately gave an order, and saw all the soldiers next to him swiftly put their knives and guns flat, aiming at the people in front of them.

All the people saw the cold light flashing by, and they couldn't help but panic--he...what did they want to do?

At this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "Long live the general~!"

Some clever people reacted and hurriedly raised their hands high and shouted: "Long live General Hadu~!"

The voice was a little sparse, but it was much stronger than the deserted one just now.

"Long live General Hardu~!"

"Long live General Hadu~!

More and more people came to understand, and hurriedly raised their hands, let go of their throats, and shouted.

The shouts converged and resounded over the city like a tide.

Angel noticed that the cheers of the dead people under the bayonet were much louder and enthusiastic than before.

This is also understandable. After all, when cheering was used to take money, or some of it was really from the heart, but now it is to save lives. Naturally, it takes more effort.

Angel could not help cursing secretly: "This bunch of **** spoilers~!"

The last wave of hands changed hands and left.

In Angel's eyes, the Khaligard people can live a life of adequate food and clothing, which is completely gifted by the Hadu family. It is his father's management and management, and the kindness and generosity of the Hadu family that make the Khaligardians Become so rich.

But these people don't know how to be grateful. When their Hardu family was in crisis, they all hid and watched.

*·These **** white-eyed wolves~!

At this critical moment of critical survival, these Khaligadians who have been favored by Hadu should stand up to defend their managers and actively participate in this battle.

Instead of hiding at home like this.

"You eat our Hadu family and drink our Hadu family. At this time, you actually stand by and watch our jokes. How can I make you so proud." Anhel made up his mind, even if it was finally destroyed. Some people must be brought to the funeral.

As a young master of a feudal landlord class family, he has strong historical limitations. He didn't know that it was these people who used their hard-working hands and hard work to support them.

As he left, the cheers in the square disappeared. There was only a headless corpse on the high platform of the square, and the dripping blood on the floor.

Those people gradually dispersed, but the hearts of these people are heavy for a while.

They are already terrified and tired of this protracted war.

Hadu's Huangtu dominance has nothing to do with them?

They are all ordinary people who lead the whole family.

I just want to live my life of stability and peace. Their patience has been consumed by the increasingly difficult life.

They are increasingly disgusted with this impossible war.

Before encircling Haligard, Lorraine once said that Hardu's trapping in the lonely city is a dead end.

The more prosperous a city is, the higher its dependence on the outside world.

In a modern city, as long as the city’s water and electricity are cut off, citizens who cannot use the flush toilet will be weak and immediately vote.

For Haligard, who has cut off the supply, soaring prices, declining food supplies, and shrinking wealth... all kinds of difficulties have made these people difficult.

Surrender is exactly what they all want in their hearts. As long as this war is over, they will live as they will live.

It doesn't matter whether the manager is named Hardu or Niodos, and nobody cares.

In a multi-storey mansion behind the square, Hardu’s brother-in-law, Count Andraco held a glass of wine in his hand, leaned to his mouth and took a deep scent of the wine, and then looked happy and intoxicated.

Haddou's second son Lakht stood in front of the window, staring at the corpse on the high platform outside the window with an excited expression, and couldn't help licking his lips.

Count Andraco glanced at Lacht, frowning a little bit distressed: Lacht this kid didn't know what he was irritated when he was a child, he had some mental problems, and he couldn't see blood.

Once he saw the blood, his whole person became crazy.

Count Andraco took a sip of the wine, sighed long, and said, "Hi, Lacht, don't stand there anymore, everyone is gone."

Lacht turned his head abruptly and his eyes were bloodshot, glaring at Count Andraco like a ferocious beast.

Count Andraco shook his head and said, "Calm down, my dear nephew."

Lacht snorted coldly, grabbed the bottle and took a few sips, then collapsed on the sofa and said: "Drink, drink hard. You won't be able to enjoy this good wine for a few days soon. "

Count Andraco shrugged noncommittal.

"I don't want to die," Lacht said suddenly: "Especially I don't want to be killed by Angel's bastard."

Count Andraco snorted, "I don't want to either."

Lacht stayed for a while and said, "Do we still have a chance?

Count Andraco shook his head and said: "Your father's only hope, those liches have missed.

Three liches have been killed by Lorraine, and the rest are probably hiding.

After receiving this news, your father fainted immediately. "

"I know those dead people are unreliable." Lacht said: "Agree to their terms."

"The problem now is not that we disagree with their terms, but that Julian disagrees with our terms." Count Andraco shook his head and said: "According to Julian's terms, we really have nothing."

"There is hope if you survive," Lacht said nayly.

Count Andraco laughed and said, "It's not like what Lacht would say."

Lacht gave a wry smile.

Count Andraco pondered for a moment and said: "Have you ever thought of another possibility."

"What?" Lacht asked nervously.

Count Andraco said: "The results of surrender and uprising are not the same."

Lacht glared at him and said, "What do you want to say?"

"Rather than just sit and wait for death, it's better to let go." Count Andraco raised his hand like a knife and said with a fierce expression: "Kill Hardu and Angel, we will revolt. This is our last chance.

If you don't take the initiative, the crazy woman Isabella won't let you go. "

Lacht was stunned, his eyes rolled, and he murmured: "This...it's not easy to do. Angel has always guarded us."

Count Andraco said: "As far as I know, few generals are willing to fight. I can contact them to work together."

Lacht said: "Have you escaped the mad dog of Elelda? His eyes have been fixed on the battlefield."

"Then kill him first," Count Andraco said flatly, clenching his glass.

Unlike the gloom in the city of Khaligard, the morale of the peacekeepers surrounding Khaligard is high.

Archduke Julian has enough troops to go into battle, and the new army will gather all the new recruits from the south and put them on the battlefield.

Therefore, Grand Duke Julian adopted a round-robin system, with one third of the soldiers withdrawing from the front at every interval and making corrections in the rear.

Sitting on a large market with three to four hundred thousand energetic men, the rear of the peacekeeping force has become extremely prosperous, and businessmen from all over Almohad have gathered here to pan for gold.

There are even prostitutes from other countries here to do transnational labor export.

Gerardo still agreed to meet Napoleulis in the old place. The two men came every three to five days. They were locked in the door for a long time and didn't know what they were doing. They were already familiar with the people in the nightclub.

Generally, everyone treats the two of them with understanding and encouragement, and the good girl and the guest bet on the question of which of the two big men is up and down.

Ever since Gerardo heard them chewing their tongues by accident, she felt that her life was gloomy. His fame and fame were lost in all his life. Whenever he walked into the nightclub, there were even men glaring at him, making Gerardo very much. Want to beat someone.

Even the look in his eyes looking at Napotulis was rather sad. Because according to the girls in the nightclub, he was the one who suffered from Gerardo.

Napotulis shrugged helplessly and said, "You don't have to look at me like this. I am also a victim."

Gerardo knocked on the table and said, "Can't you change the place? For example..."

"Is it a hotel?" Nabotulis smiled and said: "The two big men close the hotel room every day. I feel sick just by saying that. Okay, you little bitter. I bring a good news today. Maybe you will never use it here again."

Gerador jumped up with anger, waving his fists and shouting, "What are you talking about?

Napoleulis waved his hand and said, "Talk about the business and talk about the business. After the talk, you can call a few girls, and then call the crowd at the nightclub to prove yourself. Now talk about the business."

Gerador sat down angrily and said, "Today's conditions remain unchanged, there is nothing to say."

Napoleulis said quietly: "My conditions here have changed."

"Huh?" Gerardo was taken aback.

Napotulis poured a glass of wine slowly, and said, "My boss is tired of the war. He is ready to revolt."

"Say it again," Gerardo said.

Napotulis sighed and said, "It's really no fun to negotiate with you. My boss said, he is going to raise troops to kill Hadu, and then set things right."

Gerador hugged his chest and laughed: "No, we don't need you to take our own things to us. We can take the head of Hardu."

Nabotulis shrugged gracefully and said, "Without Ai Ting Island, the supply will decrease this month."

Gerardo said: "It's only 15%, it has nothing to do with the overall situation."

"Your boss has not cursed the new army less in the past few days."

Gerador curled his lips and said, "The new army's grandsons work hard all day."

"If I tell you, this is Queen Isabella seeing the overall situation is determined, so ordering them to save their strength." Napolituli smiled.

"Of course the Grand Duke knows." Gerardo chuckled and said, "This little cleverness can't hide from us."

Napolitulis nodded and said, "Lorraine Lord Lord Lorraine is catching lich all over the world, right?"

"Little Xiao Xiao, nothing to worry about."

Napolitulis said: "You have been homesick for so long, right?"

"Our whole army is united and united as one..."

Napotulis interrupted him and said: "We can let the war end two months earlier, and the remaining military expenditure alone is a big figure."

Gerardo froze.

Napolitulis continued: "Not to mention that when you are caught in the street fighting in the city, the artillery will not be useful, and you will inevitably suffer heavy casualties."

Gerardo was speechless for a moment, and after a while he said coldly. "Tell me about your conditions."

"It's very simple," Napolituli said: "Grand Duke Julian gives a guarantee that the title of the insurgent will be retained."

"It's that simple?" Gerardo said.

Napotulis pouted his lips and said, "So I don't like to negotiate with you. I don't have any professional quality. The situation is not good for us. Of course, I can't make wild demands."

Gerardo said: "I will pass it on to my boss."

Napoleulis nodded, stood up and said, "Well then, I'll wait for your news."

Just as he was about to go out, Gerardo stopped him suddenly and said: "Mr. Napoleulis..."

Napotulis looked at him strangely and said, "What else? Hey, don't look at me with that look."

Immediately, my heart shook, and he trembled: "You...you won't really be a little bitter?"

Gerador curled his lips and said, "My boss said, after the matter is over, he hopes you can change your job. Your talents are buried in Almohad."

For the first time, a surprised expression appeared on Napotulis' face. After a while, he suddenly laughed and said, "The big boss or the second boss said?"

"Big boss," Gerardo said.

Napolitulis took off his hat and hesitated, rubbing his hair, and said, "Thank you for your kindness. Let's talk about it when the matter is over."

Gerardo nodded with a smile, and did not refuse, which meant that he was moved.

Napolitulis waved his hand and walked out the door, his back looked a little lonely among the joyful crowd.

Gerador pushed open the door, grabbed a passing waiter, and said arrogantly: "Go and call me the best girls, uncle, I'm going to kill you today.

When Gerador returned to the headquarters of the peacekeeping force, his footsteps were still a bit vain, and he couldn't help but rubbed his waist.

When he poured bright gold coins out of his wallet, the eyes of the girls in the nightclub wanted to swallow him.

When Gerardo entered the headquarters account, Grand Duke Julian waved away the person who was reporting, looked up and down Gerardo several times, and said: "Young people, exercise should also be done according to your ability. ."

As the person who came over, the Grand Duke could of course see what happened at a glance.

Gerardo's face blushed, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Highness."

"Hey~lightnovelpub.net~ youth like fire." Grand Duke Julian said with an enviable expression.

Gerador smiled secretly, and the uncle in front of him had a ridiculous past when he was young.

As if realizing that he had digressed, Grand Duke Julian coughed and said, "What did they say today?"

Gerador gave the content of the negotiation verbatim to Archduke Julian.

The Grand Duke pondered for a moment, then handed Gerador a document.

"What is this?" Gerardo took it and quickly browsed it. This is a telegram from Ruman City. It reported the discovery of the Lich in the province of Saline. Governor Saline used the province's The power still allowed the lich to escape. At present, several nearby provinces are uniting and conducting a large-scale search.

"Promise them." Julian just said, "But I want to make it clear to them that I want to keep my title and exchange Haddou's head."

After speaking, Grand Duke Ruman looked at the dark camp outside through the door and said, "I hope the children can go home before the new year."