The horseshoe trampled the weeds and made a dense stubble sound. Pudamia stopped the warhorse and looked around with a glimmer of light, taking a deep breath of cold air. The sky was dark like a big curtain, which greatly affected the sight. The black shadows rising up all around indicate that there is a forest zone around the ground, and a light appears in the ground in the distance. A small blue spire can be seen faintly.

The night shrouded the earth, the road ahead was dark, and we could only guide it with the slight light of the wilderness ground itself, the soft ground underneath, one foot deep, one foot deep, everyone lowered their heads, no one talked, and the darkness passed from time to time The hoarse command of the officers of the Temple Army "follow the front, don't fall behind, the Holy City may catch up at any time"

Putamia smiled sorrowfully and turned his head to ask a Templar knight next to him, "The front should be the village we saw when we entered the Atabi wetlands. We didn't expect us to turn back and tell me, How many of us are there now?"

The long face of the Templar said ugly, "There were more than a thousand when our army evacuated from the battlefield. There were countless wounded soldiers who had fallen behind, and now there are more than one hundred!"

"More than one hundred? 90,000 troops, what's left is more than one hundred?" Pudamia was also frightened by this figure, and her fingers holding the reins of the war horse became paler. She knew that she had fled all the way, and many of the wounded soldiers were After being left halfway, and the darkness of the sky, I don’t have an intuitive impression of how many people were left behind. Now when I hear the words of the Knights Templar, I realize that there are so many lost. There is no such thing as nine, and the tragedy no longer needs to be described. The temple army has been fighting for more than three hours. It has been wounded by everyone in the end. The wound on the body is the difference between minor injuries and severe injuries. They all ran into serious injuries, and the seriously injured ones had fallen to the ground on the road.

"His Highness does not need to be so frustrated. I believe they will not blame His Highness. If it wasn’t for the Holy Capital side to secretly collude with the southern nations, His Royal Highness had already arrived at the Holy City, and now the Empire has sent troops. , As long as His Highness shouts his arms, he will surely get more support," the Templar Knight said solemnly.

This war was completely based on the external strength of the Holy Capital, but even so, 30,000 people from the headquarters of the Templar Army also gave the Holy Capital heavy damage and defeated the elites from the southern countries in succession. After being defeated, the victory or defeat of this battle is still two. This Templar believes that as long as His Highness Pudamia can protrude from this Atabi wetland, there will inevitably be a chance to come back!

Because the sending of troops by the empire itself is enough to affect the wind direction of the provinces in the country. In the end, no one believes that the Holy Land can resist the attack of the empire, even if there are southern countries behind it, unless the southern countries are now supported. Then form a hundreds of thousands of coalition forces to enter the Order, or there is a possibility of contending with the empire!

This is the trend! It’s not that the Holy City can change with a victory

Pudamia’s staring gaze stared at the long, blue-domed temple in the center of the village in front of her, and suddenly sighed, her heart was full of complexity. This northward advance was already her greatest strength gathering. What kind of spirit is so powerful, it can't be a lifetime, 90,000 troops are like a destructive and destructive, wherever they go, the look of the wind is overwhelming, especially the 30,000 headquarters that almost smashed the entire family into it, and they are also the elite and powerful chasing the front line of the northern empire. The main configuration of the army, this is the real card for her entry into the Holy City. Such a strength, such a popular heart, is actually defeated in the battle of Atabi. It can be said that it is a heavy blow to the heart of this female pope.

Suddenly, some different noises came from the roaring north wind, and the leading cavalry suddenly exclaimed, "There is an army in the village!"

When I said it was too late, the voice did not fall, and a ghostly horse team suddenly appeared in the darkness in front of it, and there were groups of soldiers in the shadows.

"All are ready to fight and swear to protect His Highness!"

More than 100 temple soldiers shouted anxiously, holding on to the weapons in their hands, a fierce fighting was about to unfold, in the depressed atmosphere, everyone subconsciously held their breath, the number of enemies opposite was really a bit Amazing, at least as many as two or three thousand, like a mercury swell, rushing towards this side, learn about it, all around is the sound of footsteps stepping on the ground, the cold light of the spear can also be felt in the night, killing intent Spread, more than one hundred temple troops surrounded Pudamia, the sword light was shining, the sword light was burning,

Pudamia pulled out the knight sword on her waist with a pretty face, standing proudly in the wind, and her face was calm. She should come after all. She had already determined that this was her last moment. Letting her rush out of the Atabi wetland alive, she lifted the knight's sword in her right hand and pointed forward, shouting violently toward the front, "I am Pope Pudamia, and I am able to cut my head!"

"Brush!" The figure rushing around stopped, like the wind stopped.

"His Highness Pudamia?"

"His Highness Pudamia in front!,?"

"Yes, I found His Highness Pudamia!"

The cheers from all over the place made Pudamia stunned, and the soldiers of the Templar were even more confused. What is the situation! Judging from the cheers around, it seems that there is not much maliciousness for His Highness Pudamia! Soon, the rows of lances surrounded by the surroundings began to spread out, and dozens of cavalry soldiers surrounded by three noble-looking people, Zema, came towards this side, and their eyes fell on the figure of Pdamia in front. At one meal, he stopped the horse quickly, and came down quickly from the war horse, so he knelt down on one knee toward Pudamia under the eyes of all eyes, and Bi Gongbi Jing said aloud, "I am His Royal Highness, Pudamia. 'S servant, Feng Taike, the head of the Taipu family in the fierce wind province, Longfili, the head of the Rancis family in Afkar, and Fei Tai from the Red Valley, welcome your Highness here!"

"It's you, Feng Taike, Lan Feili, Fei Tai! How did you enter the Atabi wetland?"

Pudamia's hand stroked the horse's mane, his eyes flashing, and he recognized the three nobles of the province. Xiumei tightened his eyes together. As he asked, the knight's sword in his hand still didn't mean to take back the scabbard. ,; coldly said, "If I remember correctly, the order was made to keep you on the outer border of the Atabi wetland, but now, you have entered Atabi!"

Unusually, Pudamia could not know which side the nobles in these areas belonged to. When they were strong, the nobles in these areas chose to attach themselves, but now their army is defeated and panic like the dogs of the mourning family. It’s also normal to use your own head to ask for help from the Holy City!

"When I heard that His Highness was defeated and worried about the safety of His Highness, he led his army into Atabi. Not only the three of us, but also the other families all entered Atabi. It was just because I didn’t know where His Highness was, so I had to choose my own. Looking away, I didn’t expect our luck. When I was resting here, I occasionally met His Royal Highness.” The nobleman named Feng Taike raised his head excitedly, and made a detailed decision of the nobles on the edge of the Atabi wetland. Pudamia reported it again, and said that after a common decision by nobles everywhere, he decided to support Pudamia and was willing to give the command of 30,000 troops to Pudamia, so that Pudamia would attack the Holy City again!

"The news of finding your Highness has been sent. I believe that soon, the families will come together. If you don’t believe, you just need to wait quietly." Feng Taike put his right hand on the chest to salute, a very loyal, swearing look

"You mean that the Imperial Army occupied the Holy Capital?"

Pudamia's jade-like teeth were bitten on her lips, her aching face turned pale, she took a deep breath, and she asked in a condensed voice that she didn't know how the imperial cavalry suddenly killed the battlefield until now. !

He and the Santou Army, and the **** sea of ​​corpses killed by the Southern Allied Forces in the front, the two sides added up to more than 200,000 army battles, and their brains were hit, but it was unexpected that the Imperial Army behind them easily picked up the Santou! Thinking of the amount of hard work I paid, the 30,000 elite heads were lost, and Pudamia's heart was bleeding. This time, it was even worse than the battle of the Rutiya sub-castle!

Pudamia's eyes flickered, and the hand holding the reins of the warhorse was squeezed, loosened, and squeezed again

Even if these 30,000 aristocratic private troops could not capture the Holy Capital, at least it would make it impossible for the Holy Capital side to pursue itself, turning the original total failure into a temporary failure. The initiative to move north still remains in its own side. This was completely defeated by oneself, and was killed by the Holy Army all the way until it was captured or beheaded.

"His Royal Highness, these nobles are unreliable," someone whispered next to Pudamia

"The nobles have always been heads of grass, and the army of His Royal Highness is in hand, or they can still be effective. Now that the army of His Royal Highness is no longer, how can these nobles still follow His Royal Highness!"

empire. . . . . . That fat fat man! What a shame!

Pudamia, who gritted his teeth, did not hear the Templars in his mind, but instead flashed the final scene of the Battle of the Sub-Fort Rutia, the imperial armored cavalry broke down the Emperor Ero’s battle, and the Emperor Ero was extremely angry. The shouting of Chang Xiao, how similar is this scene, the same sharp throat sealing sword, the same people are dumbfounded,

"Now the Holy Capital side is fighting back against the Holy Capital, and has already fought against the Imperial Army. The Holy Capital side will not expect that His Highness will come back so quickly. By then, the Holy Capital Army will be defeated. Even if there is no Holy Capital in the Highness, it is the same as the Order. Lord of the Kingdom" Feng Taike carefully looked at Popia Pudamia, who had a strange red face,

"The Lord of the Order?"

Pudamia shuddered a little while being stimulated, recovered, whispered, really sincerely, Feng Taike said nothing wrong, if the Holy Army is destroyed, whether or not the Holy is no longer important , 30,000 troops! , I previously disregarded these aristocratic private troops, because Pudamia was confident, with his own 30,000 headquarters, 60,000 frontier troops, and 90,000 troops, it was enough to calm down everything in the Holy Land. In fact, even if only 30,000 headquarters are elite, it is enough. , So the other two wings are only used as auxiliary, but I did not expect that the Southern Alliance will join the Southern Alliance. As a result, the two wings were directly penetrated under the defense, the center line was independently supported, and the fight was for several hours.

Even if the elite 30,000 headquarters were really iron-fighted, they were all entangled and melted by the Southern Alliance and the Holy Capital Army. In the end, the army was defeated. When the future had no way, the 30,000 army suddenly became like this. In front of yourself, this is definitely a thousand-year opportunity to turn over. If you miss it, there will be no more!

The wind is high and the night is dark, which is a great opportunity to sneak back. Wetlands are cold and wet at night. The Holy Army will inevitably advance. How can the Imperial Cavalry make the Holy Army easily approach the Holy City, and will harass and block along the way. The Holy Capital Army has just experienced a great battle and is exhausted. Now it has returned to the army hastily, fearing that it would be a great effort to be able to use five points.

As for the imperial army’s threats, it was Putamia who was least worried about it. Others didn’t know it, but Pudamia knew that the Empire’s troops attacked the Holy Capital, which seemed to occupy a large advantage, but the people who really benefited It’s me, otherwise at this moment, it’s not the Holy Army returning hurriedly, but chasing her all the way, killing her completely,

As long as the Holy Capital Army is destroyed, and you become the leader of the Order, with your relationship with the dead fat man, even if you pay some price after the war, it is not impossible to take the Holy Capital back from the dead fat man.

Suddenly, Pudamia smiled at the corner of her mouth, and she suddenly found that after her fiasco, the weather, geography, and harmony seemed to return to her side all at once, and the victory never held her hands so clearly.

If you say, all this is like having a pair of invisible hands, gently arranging the direction of the whole war situation ~lightnovelpub.net~Pudamiya must have sneered before, this is no longer manpower, and even Pdamia I thought that the **** I served before did not have such power, but at this moment, she clearly felt

Someone is indeed manipulating this war situation, that person is not a god, but a person, a mean and shameless, and there are great people, the fat man can even use hundreds of miles of inland sea, using an unknown method , Manipulate this war in the sect! Ruthless, ruthless decision, playing with more than 100,000 enemies in the palm of his hand

Templar Army, Holy City Army, Southern Army, Noble Private Army

Even myself, I'm afraid it's all chess pieces in this guy's hand. No wonder the outside world says that the whole world is the chess game in the hands of His Majesty the Emperor. Even if he is a chess piece, he can only guess at the end!

"If you really believe me, I will take you back!"

Pudamia responded to the request of the nobles. Two hours later, the 30,000 noble private troops gathered together took advantage of the night to march northward, and again entered the direction of the holy capital, like a wave of waves of infantry groups. Some came from afar and were faintly audible, but they could also hear the sound of tens of thousands of people stepping on the boom, some were ringing nearby, the running team, the cry of orders, everything gathered into a huge stream of soldiers. At the first time, Pudamia felt the victory so close, it was in a position where you can easily pick it up by extending your hand!

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