Cataclysmic Transformation

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Seeing a mess inside, a glimpse of contempt flashed in Slow's eyes, "The chaotic party is the chaotic party, and it will never be the climate."

The lean guard next to him looked at Manchester, "Master Legion, don't want to underestimate the enemy, Manchester is a typical easy-to-defense and difficult-to-attack terrain. From the geographical point of view, our army is not dominant, and the Imperial Regiment has also cleared many times After all, all returned without success ... "

Sloan snorted, "It depends on who cleans up. Can the nineteenth legion of our empire be comparable to those garbage?"

"But the terrain is a bit troublesome!" Manchester, who had always looked at the mountains and crests, frowned.

The guard showed a deep thought, and after a while, he slowly said, "The empire has been entangled with the Ebia chaos for ten years, and each time it has been punished, it is related to the terrain of Manchester. What a major loss, as long as they return to Manchester, they can sleep peacefully, and have the opportunity to rise again, but we ca n’t stay for a long time ... "

The guard paused. "Sometimes ago, we finally came up with a way to restrict the circulation of food. I hope that these chaotic parties will collapse without a fight, but unfortunately I don't know how it works ..."

Slow smiled faintly, "I received information that several chaos in the city of dawn today attempted to transport food out of the city. They were spotted by the Holy Crusader. Those guys immediately broke through the level and killed many Holy Crusader soldiers. From this point of view, the effect is still there, Manchester has begun to lack food! They are very anxious ... "

The guard looked at the terrain of Manchester, and there was a deep worry in his eyes. "Even if we take down Manchester, I am afraid it will pay a high price. In fact, it is very simple to solve Manchester's things ..." He glanced Slough, did not go on.

"Say!" Slow said blankly.

"As long as any strong man in the Holy Land in the Holy See is dispatched, within half a day, Manchester can be resolved, for example ..." the guard said cautiously.

"Joke!" Slow waved his hand and interrupted him. "You think the Sanctuary strongman is just so busy, solving these little things every day? They have done everything, so what else do we have to do?"

Slough gave him a fierce look, and the soldier's face was flushed with blush.

"Even this time, don't mention it again next time. There is no joke. The Holy Domain strongman has been freed from the power of secular power. These little things will never arouse their interest!" Slow waved and said He still valued this confidant.

"Yes, Lord Legion!" The soldier saluted deeply.

Slow looked slightly slow and waved, "Go, let a squadron go on a tentative attack, I want to see their true strength!"

Without fighting against the Ethiopian Resistance, Sloan had to be treated with caution.

"Yes, lord!"

...

A shabby room, the walls in the room, the lime began to peel off, it seems that some days, somewhere in the room, opened a small window, from this window, you can see the outside world.

No one thought that this humble room was Manchester's command center, because the location was extremely hidden, and it could clearly overlook the entire battlefield.

Lauchron was lying on the window sill, staring motionlessly closely at the 19th Legion of the Holy Roman Empire outside. His expression was cold and his face filled with anxiety.

Standing next to him was Uncle Jungle, who was also frowning and worried.

"Look! They moved!" Jungar pointed to the square in front of the 19th Legion.

"They're trying to test our reality!" Laukelen took a deep breath, and deep worries flashed in his eyes. "The square behind is not moving at all! The commander of the army is not easy!"

"What now?" Zhunger was a little flustered, knowing that Manchester is now an empty city.

Laukelen pondered for a while, and was about to speak. At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and Catherine walked in with Ron and Vivian.

Laukelen turned his head and saw Ron, his eyebrows jumped, and his face immediately flashed a little displeasure. He frowned, his tone a little harsh, "Miss Two, what are you doing with them?"

"Brother Laukelen, they are here to help!" Catherine whispered.

"Help? What help? What ability do these two Necromancers have to help?"

Lawrence glared at Ron fiercely, turned his head, ignored Ron, and lowered his voice with a cold grin, "Just add chaos!"

"you--"

As soon as Ron burst into anger, after he came to Manchester, this Lawrence had never dealt with him. That's okay. Now he comes to help himself. He also shows his face. What does that mean?

With a pair of white and tender little hands, Catherine's eyes were full of pleading, and he begged him not to go to his heart.

When Ron saw it, he suddenly softened and snorted coldly. Now that the enemy is now, he is too lazy to care about Laukron.

This scene happened to be seen by Laukron. He sneered, turned his head, and raised his eyebrows with a hint of provocation, "How are you? Are you not convinced?"

Ron slowly raised his head and looked at him calmly, coldly, "If it is not the time now, I would like to find some time to learn from you!"

"Learn from me? Just you? A necromancer?"

Laughlin sneered, "Yes, I just look down on you, so what?" As he said, his hand pointed out of the window, "If you have the ability, just keep this important way for me, otherwise, After the war, you can go back wherever you come ... "

Ron listened, said nothing, and turned away. Vivienne also glared at Raukron fiercely, and followed Ron away.

Laukelen sneered, ignoring Ron, and turned to look at the window.

"Ron ... Ron ..." Soon after Ron went out, Catherine chased up.

"I'm sorry!" Catherine whispered, "Brother Lawrence, he ... he was unintentional, don't go to your heart!" Catherine felt that this sentence could not convince her.

Ron shook his head. "I just want to help you. I have no interest in other things!"

...

"Kill ..."

A heavy squadron of squadrons rushed up the aisle. These people were covered with thick armor, covering the whole body up and down, only showing a pair of eyes. Most of them held two hands and heavy weapons in their hands, which was amazingly powerful.

Ignoring the arrows flying from top to bottom, the heavy infantry like a wolf flew quickly, and quickly rushed to the humble wooden door of Manchester. A soldier with a big axe shouted and raised his hands. The axe hit the heavy wooden door.

The wooden door made a dull noise, once—two times—the loud sound was like knocking on everyone's heart. The hearts of those hiding people had already mentioned their throats, and many people prayed secretly.

As more and more soldiers joined, finally, the wooden door could no longer support and slammed down.

"Kill them all!"

A squadron leader shouted, and the soldiers of the Infantry Regiment rose in morale and rushed into Manchester with their arms high.

The broken wooden door of Manchester was like a virgin with open thighs. For a time, the fighting intention of the nineteenth heavy infantry regiment was ignited and the fighting spirit rose to the highest point.

The 19th heavy infantry regiment was greeted by a steep **** covered with bluestones. This original defense design was very clever. It was always difficult to attack from the bottom up. Sure enough, the footsteps of the heavy infantry regiment wearing heavy armor Slowed down.

A heavy squadron of more than 500 people in a squadron charged along a steep slope. Many people exploded in a strong fighting spirit. The heavy armor must be used to support it.

"Submit the order! The archer is ready ..." said Laughron, who was in charge of the battle, calmly. As soon as his voice fell, someone immediately ordered it.

"Kill !:

As for Manchester, whoever yelled, countless dark corners of the cover were uncovered, revealing the silhouette of the Abyssinian rebels, holding long bows to block the 19th heavy infantry regiment of the Holy Roman Empire.

For a time, countless arrows flew, and some soldiers were unable to dodge, were shot at the vital point, and wailed and rolled down the steep slope.

The impact of the steep **** on the heavy infantry is great, but the power of those arrows is very general. The general @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html arrows ca n’t hurt the opponent ’s thick armor at all, let alone effective Killed, except for a few unfortunate people who were hit by arrows, more of them were ignoring arrow rain and charged upwards.

"What!" Raucron took a breath of breath. This heavy infantry regiment was different from the enemies he had encountered before. They wore thick armor and they were definitely a nightmare for the archers.

The sniping plan failed, and Lawrence was somewhat tarnished. Facing such a disadvantage, he couldn't think of a better way for a while. After all, he was not Juliana.

Juliana, who designed the Manchester defense system, is an out-and-out military genius. There are countless institutions in Manchester, but Laukelon will not use it. If Juliana is there, seeing this situation, the first time Let people put the boiling oil down and let these moving iron bumps play a good job of rolling the gourds and stacking arhats and rolling oil. If you put a fire on, it will be more perfect, so good The method of using Laughlin's brain is just unexpected, I have to say that this is the gap.

It is not Julianna ’s fault that Ebia made such a situation today. She mainly lacked a strong sacred domain strongman as a backstage. In the face of the absolute strength of the sacred domain strongman, her outstanding military talents became a decoration.

Laukelen's mouth shuddered fiercely, and a sentence broke out from between his teeth, "Submit the order, prepare for a melee fight!"

Everyone in the command post heard it and shook his heart. The cruelest melee was finally about to begin.

"Kill these dog mongrels ..."

For a time, the soldiers of the Abyssinian rebels from the mountains and mountains came out of nowhere. They roared, holding their weapons high, and charged the nineteenth heavy infantry regiment.

When Ron arrived, the brutal melee had already begun ... ...

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