Red Blood Dragon Knight

The first thousand and six chapters betrayal (seeking monthly ticket)

"I decided to launch a final attack on the remaining savages after the beginning of the spring, and completely solve the northern border problems." Prime Minister Russell said with a red light on his face, confidently.

Emperor Rudrun showed a hesitant look on his face, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "My dear Prime Minister, since the establishment of the empire, we have been entangled in the northern border. Can we really understand this time?"

Regarding the assurance of his own great prime minister, Emperor Rudren did not dare to believe it all. Emperor Rudren knew that Prime Minister Russell was relaxed, flexible and cruel enough, but after all, this big business, Sometimes he can't take care of it, or things he didn't even think of will jump out. As a result, what was finally done was still unreliable.

For example, let Catherine go and kiss her.

At that time, he did not think about Catherine less: Although the royal family is a supreme family, the royal family must live at home like ordinary people. His daughter is so old and never married. Who in this master looks uncomfortable?

And maybe there are **** secretly gloating underneath, saying that royal daughters, spoiled and spoiled, can't get married.

Therefore, in order to help Catherine choose a good in-laws, he did not worry less. Being worried, Russell gave an idea-marry Almohad.

In short, this Almohad is also an old imperialist power. Each of the princes in the family looked good-looking. This is considered a good match. They are both members of the royal family. They must have similar interests and will have a common language or something.

Just like when he got married, the province found a woman who had no common language at all and only quarreled with herself. The result was annoyed at that time and pushed her into the water...Bah, baah. She fell into the water by herself.

Moreover, once Catherine is married, this marriage between the two countries can also greatly ease the international tension. It can be described as a multitude of things in one fell swoop.

At that time, I thought it was good, but Catherine was unwilling to flee thousands of miles in order to avoid marriage. When it comes to this, Emperor Rudrun couldn't help but be very proud: Nicole is worthy of the blood of our Julian family. A weak woman, under the net of heaven and earth, she escaped smoothly.

After all, our royal people are amazing~!

But having said that, because of this incident, my own face was also greatly lacking, and later I accompanied Catherine a lot, and then calmed down the girl's anger.

From then on, he didn’t dare to care about the princess anymore, or else he wouldn’t have the turn of Lorraine, a shabby boy who settled down in Lorraine, and the princess Ruman imperfectly fooled around. , He still has several girlfriends.

This one alone is enough to chop his head twenty times.

*, what about genius, great ability, what about? I really think our royal majesty is fake~!

Although later, he knocked on Lorraine the most lucrative dowry in history, but whenever he thought of this matter, His Majesty Rudren felt a pain in his stomach.

And he once sat down and carefully figured it out once. In the final analysis, it was Russell's bad idea.

In addition, there is this northern front.

Here has always been a public case about Prime Minister Russell.

When Prime Minister Russell had just taken his position, in order to show his brilliance and martial arts, both civil and military, he immediately launched the largest suppression of the troubled northern barbarian nomads of the Empire in a hundred years.

It went well at the beginning, but who knows that the more and more difficult it will be, in the end, the northern line will evolve into a bottomless pit, no matter how many troops are put in, it will eventually be insufficient.

For Prime Minister Russell, the Northern Front was like a brain fever. At the price of RMB 48.62 for PetroChina, he bought a full stock of investors and his entire family was locked up.

Now I can't withdraw from the north. Once I retreat, the huge manpower and material resources that I used to consume will be wasted.

Among other things, those nobles who have killed their relatives and children will not agree in the first place.

According to official rules, whoever wipes his ass.

Now Russell can only bite his teeth and fight, and even sent several nephews of his family to the battlefield, to show his determination to carry the war to the end, while looking forward to a distant victory.

This war that has lasted for more than ten years is like the Vietnam War on Amei’s official holiday. The Ruman Army has won every battle, but after every victory, they find that they are getting farther and farther away from victory.

The imperial politics knows that Prime Minister Russell is most taboo to mention the Northern War, and whoever mentions him will be sent to the Northern Front.

At the same time, the northern line is also the best place to pit one’s own enemies. The boss is the best place to deal with dislikes of his subordinates. Basically, depending on who is not pleasing to the eye, I will boast a few words: "I think your bones are peculiar, and your nature is pure. , Go, go to the northern front and put your skills to good use.

I look forward to the day when you make your feats and triumphantly. The Empire will definitely prepare flowers, wine, and beautiful girls for you, and extend a warm welcome to you. "

Then he threw the poor hapless guy there and there was no chance of his early days.

Under normal circumstances, the run-down nobles like Lorraine who have no background, no backstage, and no money to pass through, are mostly sent there to mess around when they graduate and settle down.

Therefore, now suddenly I heard the first believer oath saying that to launch the final attack and win a complete victory, Emperor Rudrun was also skeptical.

In the history of the Ruman Empire, there are not a few emperors who are better than him in martial arts, such as Caesar who was beaten to the edge of the capital during the civil war, and Alexander the Great, who has never defeated the Quartet...etc. There are countless emperors who go down in history, but they have not been able to solve the problem of barbarians in the north. To be precise, they have never solved this problem.

Russell nodded heavily and said affirmatively: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have this confidence. But before that, we still need some preparation."

Rudren gave a wry smile, shook his head and said, "I knew it was not that simple."

Then he sighed, showing a sense of being slaughtered as a fat sheep, and said: "Well, what do you need, who made my mind hot at the time and promised you to fight."

Russell smiled awkwardly. In fact, he himself felt wronged. As the steward of the empire, he was only the second in command.

This trouble, these countless troubles, was actually caused by the big boss of the Ruman Empire. Without him, who would dare to move easily. But who makes the leader the leader.

No matter when, who has seen the leader of others make a mistake. Isn't it all the mistakes made by the kids?

Therefore, this black pot can only be carried by his little brother.

Russell said: "We do not lack military strength and artillery. The current difficulty is to find the enemy hiding in the mountains. I would like to ask your Majesty to come forward and obtain some intelligence support from His Highness Leo.

I heard that there is a multi-ethnic investigative team under the Flying Eagle Group. You know, all of my staff are Ruman, which is not conducive to going deep into the alien race. Can you..."

Ruderen knows: What Russell is talking about is the intelligence gathering team led by the goblin Shakin inside the venture capital company.

It was a professional intelligence gathering organization composed of multiple races and mixed ingredients.

Although the existence of venture capital companies is top-secret information, as the prime minister, it is not difficult to discover these from clues.

Emperor Rudrun thought for a while, and finally nodded, and said: "I can discuss this with Leo, but you have to be prepared for bleeding. This kid is so bad now, it's all money to open his mouth and shut up, and the asking price is not low. ."

"This..." Russell gave a bitter smile and nodded, "I understand, Your Majesty."

Although considering the overall situation, when Russell bought something from the Eagle Group, Catherine never said anything.

But there will always be an increase of fifty-one hundred percent. As for Jiaduo, it depends on the mood of His Royal Highness Catherine.

This does not provide free after-sales service. Russell always gets upset and gets a toothache, but he still needs to dig his teeth.

Like artillery, Russell is the largest buyer outside the Flying Eagle Group and almost monopolizes the supply of goods, all sent to the northern line.

The military confessed that the annual output is so much, and he takes it all away and let others play something.

The Chief of Military Affairs made a grass man to put Russell's name on him, and he pierced it with his dagger every day, even when he was holding the State Council. Russell could only pretend to be the boyish behavior of the 80-year-old man. did not see it.

But later learned to be smart, always let Emperor Rudrun come forward to get the goods, can enjoy a 10% off.

Emperor Rudrun sighed and said, "Oh, it's good for you to have this consciousness. Last time you pitted him on a battleship, this kid is now shrewd."

Just when Prime Minister Russell was having a headache about how to invite Chairman Leo to drive, in the northern ice and snow mountains thousands of miles away from Ruman City, a dark shadow stood on the top of the snow-ravaged peak, letting the wind go. Blowing the snow but not moving, the black robe on his body hunted and danced in the squally wind that could blow the rocks, and his eyes were as cold as the snow-capped mountains, overlooking a tribe of barbarians living in a cave.

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Khaligard, the largest city in the south of Almohad, is still impenetrable by the three hundred thousand soldiers.

Outside the city is a military camp surrounded by layers of flags like forests, drums and trumpets one after another, and heavily armed soldiers are constantly mobilizing in the camp.

Between the peacekeeping camp and the city of Khaligard, the soldiers were densely spread on the ground like fighting ants, struggling to open the passage to Khaligard.

From time to time, eye-catching orange-red smoke rose up on the battlefield, indicating targets for artillery.

Then the artillery on the ground roared in unison, blowing up the dust in the target area.

The original beautiful city wall was riddled with holes. The artillery bombed it during the day and repaired it by the Southern Army at night.

The tug of war between the two sides outside the city seemed to see no sign of ending, and the shouts of killing went straight into the sky.

Inside the city of Harrygard, the wind was bleak.

Southern soldiers and civilians in the city felt that this winter was particularly cold.

Although it almost never snows in the south of Almohad, the people in the city still feel a bitter chill as the cold wind blows.

Everyone knew in their hearts that the catastrophe was imminent.

Now, even the big trees originally planted on the streets of Haligard have been almost cleaned down, leaving only messy stumps. In some places, even the stumps have been planed away, leaving a big hole in the street.

The original Harigard was evergreen in all seasons and the flowers flourished, but now Harigard has become the color of dust.

After the siege of the city, everything in the city began to become scarce. These big trees that had grown for decades were chopped down by the people in the city and burned as firewood.

In order to compete for these few resources, the residents of the city also had a large-scale fighting, which was finally suppressed.

The influential ones dragged away the tree trunks, the ineffective ones picked up some dead branches and rotten leaves, or dug away the tree trunks that others didn't want, dried them and smashed them.

For the people of Harigard, drinking water is lacking, food is rationed and distributed, medicine is lacking, everything is starting to be lacking, and the oil and salt on the black market have been sold for 300 times the original price.

Robbery is rampant in the city, and ordinary people don't even dare to go out of their homes. What's more frightening is that many southern soldiers also join the robbery team.

This made it difficult for the Khaligard people who used to be wealthy and tranquil, and even despised the imperial city of Habudwad, and the huge gap made them feel like they were at the end of the world.

Suddenly, "Boom, buzz~!" The long-sounding bell rang, and the soldiers of the Southern Army took to the streets and slammed doors from house to house, shouting: "All go to the Municipal Square, if there are important orders, all go to the Municipal Square."

The unsure people walked out of the house cautiously and greeted their neighbors. The family behind the door immediately locked the door firmly, and the flow of people slowly converged on the municipal square.

All the shops on the main road facing the street have been sealed, and the dead leaves and soil in the same place were not cleaned. By chance, I can still see the houses destroyed by artillery, leaving only a patch of black ashes.

Even entire streets in the city were burned to ruins.

The civilians passing by felt that the city was dying a little bit, just like Hardu himself.

The ordinary people whispered to each other, whispering exchanges of the gossip they found.

"It seems that Hardu fell ill again half a month ago and fell into a coma. Now it is the eldest son Angel commanding the city defense."

"The enemy has filled almost half of the trench, and it won't be long before they can hit the city."

"Why did you call the whole city to gather today?"

It didn't take long for the people of Haligard to gather on the town square.

Tens of thousands of people gathered together to talk in a low voice, and there was a buzzing sound in the square, but everyone's eyes always dodge the row of wooden frames at the front of the square.

A corpse hung on a wooden frame with a noose around his neck. The stiff corpse swayed back and forth in the cold wind.

A group of crows didn't care about the tens of thousands of people beside them, and fell on the corpse like no one else.

The corpses hanging on the gallows are civilians who have been executed recently.

Some were arrested during the fighting in the previous period and were executed on the same day. Some were hanged for various reasons.

They ranged from theft to murder, and some were suspected of being spies and killed by soldiers of the Southern Army.

The city has already been under military control, and killing or killing is just a word from military officers.

The corpses that fell on the gallows really shocked the people in the city. Even if the food rations dropped again and again, no one dared to complain.

Since the military control announced that the informant was rewarded, the Khaligard people have been more mindful when they speak, and they can no longer believe their neighbors.

The underwhelmed crowd had a good chance to stand in the cold wind, and finally a group of soldiers appeared on the high platform in the square.

The soldiers escorted a group of bound people, pushed them forward, and then pushed them down on the high platform.

Among those **** were soldiers, civilians, and even a few women and children.

The people of Khaligard in the audience looked at each other, and at this moment they realized that this might not be a peaceful gathering.

Angel walked out behind the soldiers. He stood in the middle of the high platform, dressed in gorgeous armor, and looked down at the people in front of the platform.

Then he said solemnly: "My subjects, gathering you today is to witness the punishment of sinners."

"They," Angel pointed to the kneeling man, and said: "Intent to betray our great general, betray my father, betray us southerners, today, I want to give them a just punishment here, and at the same time tell you guys.

Victory will ultimately be ours. Anyone who cannot hold on to victory, and who has no confidence in our victory, is an unqualified Southerner.

I will eliminate all bad elements who are not loyal to the generals, to the South, and all unqualified Southerners. "

Angel drew out the sword from his waist and said viciously, "I will let you see the consequences of betraying the Southern Army."

The person who was held down suddenly struggled to jump up, screaming: "You betrayed us. Hadu colluded with the undead creatures. He sold all of our souls to the undead, and God will punish Hadu."

Anger gritted his teeth with anger, waved a long knife, and slashed at the neck of the kneeling man.

With a knife, blood was splashed, and the slain person screamed and fell to the ground.

But Angel's slash was slashed and landed on the shoulders of the slain. He didn't chop off the head cleanly as Angel expected.

Angel immediately felt embarrassed. Tens of thousands of people below were looking at him. The expression on Angel's face even became a little hysterical, saying loudly, "What are you still in a daze, you idiots, hold him down for me."

The soldier next to him quickly ran up to hold on to the hacked person, and he kept spraying blood from his wound.

Others who were suppressed also began to struggle desperately, shouting: "You still don't realize that Hadu has betrayed us, betrayed the entire human race, and he sold us all to the undead."

"Our soul was sold by Hardu."

"Hadu is an undead~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The soldiers behind them urgently held them down, slapped them wildly, and prevented these people from talking.

Angel raised the long knife again, and cut it down with all his might, and finally cut off the head of the man on the ground.

The heads of the slain were rolled twice on the stage, and fell from the high stage. The people watching before him hurriedly backed away and avoided.

Angel frowned. The feeling of blood spraying on his hands made him very uncomfortable. Seeing the headless corpse kept spraying blood out, he even felt a little sick.

Angel dropped the long knife, took out the handkerchief to wipe his hands, and ordered: "Execute, kill them for me."

The soldiers agreed, each raised their weapons and chopped down the heads of those who were kneeling on the ground.

Angel nodded with satisfaction and said: "Just leave their bodies here, I want everyone to see, this is the consequence of betraying the Southern Army. See who dares to do this in the future."