Blue Sword

Solomon City, Lateran Palace.

"The Blue Sword... I haven't heard this name mentioned in a long time."

Medea and Sidrifa looked at the satellite surveillance screen with complex expressions on the small dot marked "Blue Sword", which was moving rapidly from the sea to the east.

"They should have passed through the Strait of Antikythera and entered the Aegean Sea by now." Nora pointed at the electronic map and said coldly.

"Are you going to Constantinople to find Sheila for help?" Eleanor thought thoughtfully.

"Impossible." Medea shook her head, "Theodora and Peggy are attacking Jerusalem now... Wait, I understand!"

Her slender fingers drew a curve on the map, from top to bottom:

"...In this way, we will pass through the Eastern Mediterranean, arrive at Alexander Cairo in the Mamluks, then cross the Suez River, enter the Red Sea, bypass the Arabian Peninsula, and reach the Ilanian Plateau!"

Everyone suddenly looked serious.

If the Mediterranean is still within the scope of their influence, then starting from entering the Suez River, the depths are the vast hinterland of the southern continent, leaving the radiation range of Christian civilization.

There are no churches in the hinterland of the Southern Continent, no Christian lords, and the residents of the local tribes do not even know the existence of the HRE Empire. That is an area outside of civilization. The various advantages in political power, prestige, diplomacy, and intelligence and information that the girls have worked hard for over the years will all be reduced to zero in the wild hinterland of the southern continent.

They must not be allowed to enter the Suez River!

"I will use drone swarms to interfere with them and slow down their progress, but don't hold out too much hope." Nora continued, "I have fought against them many times, Mi'er's timeline manipulation The space teleportation with Mia is too restrained for technological products. Only the demigod realm can completely intercept them."

"Okay!" Eleanor immediately stood up, "Medea, Hilfa and I will go to the Eastern Mediterranean immediately to intercept them!"

"No, Eleanor, the baby in your belly needs treatment, and you cannot participate in the battle." Nora glanced at Medea, "I will go with you."

This is of course to be expected. After all, since Eleanor does not go, if Nora also stays behind, after Medea and Sidrifa go alone to recapture Asker, they will definitely detour directly to Dacia in the future. Going back to the north.

Therefore, even if the Holy Lady is pregnant, she can only follow the team and attack forcefully.

"Nora..." Eleanor was a little worried.

If you force a child to go into battle, even if you get Asik back, how can you fight with Medea and Hidley? What if Sidliefa hits her lower abdomen with an ax...

It's fine. Nora gave her a comforting look.

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Jerusalem.

The dragon flag has been planted on the top of the holy city, and a large number of troops are still fighting in the city. From time to time, the screams of dying pagans and the muffled groans of the wounded armored paladin can be heard.

A messenger quickly crossed the battlefield and rushed to the Dome of the Rock at the top of the Temple Mount to find the Ottoman general Nuri Pasha stationed here.

Nuri Pasha's face was a little ugly, which was completely different from the fanatical mood of his men.

In fact, as the war has developed to this point, anyone with a discerning eye already knows that the infidels will never be able to defend the Mediterranean. It is only right to withdraw to Baghdad and deploy a second line of defense.

Emperor Suleiman did indeed do this. He even removed most of the extraordinary troops stationed in Jerusalem and instead placed a large number of religious slave soldiers here, clearly intending to use their flesh and blood to delay the Storm Queen. pace.

As a general who wanted to execute the delaying order, Nuri Pasha also knew that there would be no reinforcements, but he could only pretend that there were reinforcements in front of his subordinates. In order to be realistic, he specially arranged for the captain of the Guards to run outside the city as a messenger to ask for help, and then "received the support message" and came back.

"General! Your Majesty has given the order. The latest support will depart from Amman and is expected to arrive in Jerusalem at noon tomorrow..." The other party shouted as soon as they rushed into the hall.

"Well done!" The generals in the hall cheered up. Nuri Pasha also stood up from the command table, pretending to be excited and waving his fists, but in fact he was quite dissatisfied.

Because what he had told the messenger in advance was that His Majesty's support "comes from Damascus and will arrive within 7 days." Now the messenger has changed it to tomorrow at noon on his own initiative. If the support does not arrive until tomorrow, the morale in the city will inevitably suffer. All gone.

However, in front of everyone, he certainly could not accuse the other party of "lying", so he could only say with a smile:

"Everyone! Next..."

Before he finished speaking, the messenger rushed in front of him and slashed down with a black light knife!

Nuri Pasha is a Level 17 extraordinary general. He subconsciously used his abilities to resist, but the opponent's hand knife directly pierced his defense and inserted into his chest.

His life force was draining away at an alarming rate, and his heart had already stopped beating before his body fell backwards.

The surrounding generals quickly drew their swords and stood up, but the disguised messenger just sneered contemptuously, waved the sword in his hand again, and dozens of clones suddenly appeared, turning into a sea of ​​blood, flooding the entire hall.

These generals struggled in vain in the sea of ​​blood, using various abilities to save themselves, but in the end they were still digested by the dirty blood around them.

The messenger walked out of the bloody hall, his face and body squirming, and he had returned to the pretty appearance of a vampire girl, no different from Paige six years ago.

"Peggy." Theodora landed from the sky. Her figure was much taller than six years ago, and her body was more mature.

Today's emperor wears knee-high court boots, a beautiful and exquisite brocade robe, a small crystal crown, and holds a golden ball cross in his hand that symbolizes the power of the empire. Her long black hair fell down to her waist like a waterfall, coupled with her curvy body curves and beautiful face, she already looked like the most beautiful woman in the world.

However, in recent years, the massacre of pagans in Asia Minor has shown that this queen is not a fragile and delicate vase. When she frowned silently, no matter how unruly her subjects were, they would immediately tremble in fear. Only General Crimson could speak calmly in front of her.

Of course, compared to the Storm Queen, the moody Crimson General is actually more difficult to deal with, let’s not mention this for now.

"It's done." Peggy raised her chin proudly, "The Holy City is ours."

"Let's not talk about this for now." Theodora said seriously, "He is back."

"Nora told us that Mil and Mia took him away and are now near the Aegean Sea, heading towards the Suez River."

"Him?" Peggy was slightly startled when she heard this.

Then, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and the blood in her body seemed to boil. Without saying a word, she turned into a bat and soared into the sky.

"I knew it would be like this..." Theodora pressed her eyebrows in annoyance, already anticipating Paige's sudden abandonment of the battlefield.

It’s better to get the head and tail ends of Jerusalem in order first.