The Great Worm Lich

Early in the morning, in a low stone fortress on the Aston Plain, only tens of thousands of steps away from the south bank of the Oslo River, Zhang Lisheng listened to the birds and roared, walked up the towering arrow tower and looked out into the distance Overnight, the Green River seemed to be a huge and huge Roman camp, and frowned.

If only for the purpose of spreading faith, even if the noble lords who ruled the Roman world are stubborn, old-fashioned, and hate idol worship, at this moment, nearly 600 million Roman slaves and civilians have been liberated, and the Wuli gods who have selected and reorganized tens of millions of troops It has already had enough cards to negotiate with it, tempting and even oppressing its compromise.

But if you want to completely conquer ‘Roman’ and change its regime to the same as ‘Wu Li World’, where theocracy is the only one and the hereditary system is abolished, there is no other way unless the old ruling class is crushed by force.

"You are lucky enough, Zhang Lisheng, what are you greedy for? You know that even the powerful Atlantis civilization did not dare to conquer the Romance world lightly, but you found a breakthrough at once. In five months, it succeeded on a third of the continent, subverting the noble warrior class's ruling order of'Roman' steel.

In addition, if you can successfully defeat the Roman Lord’s coalition in the future, the whole continent will be at your fingertips. What dissatisfaction is there in this situation..."Although it is known that the Atlanteans gave up their invasion of the Roman world because they have A better choice, but Zhang Lisheng looked into the distance, comforted himself with a few words, and turned and walked down the arrow tower.

Coming to the humble hall of the stone castle, the brazier-filled brazier hanging from the ceiling has been extinguished, and the bright white sunlight sprinkled in from the small window at the top of the rough stone wall, and it was waiting for the'Wu Li Shenjia' 'On the new dignitaries of the Roman regime, the shaky light and shadow shaped them like statues.

"Adult." Seeing the short figure of the dark-haired young man walking into the stone hall, everyone bent down to salute.

"You are exempt." Looking around, Zhang Lisheng smiled and waved his hands, said jokingly: "The current scene may one day become a portrait or sculpture, which will be known to every Romance in the future. I don't want to let myself be in them He left an arrogant impression in his mind."

He would speak this way, apparently after the Wuli religion occupied more than 30% of the Roman mainland. The deceived and lucky bureaucrats of the alien geoscientist who had been knighted in the Roman world have been torn away, but he still hasn't revealed his identity as a god.

"It is not possible, but inevitable, the glory of the great **** Wu Li, Lord, will surely cover the whole Roman world;

And you and I will inevitably make a name in history because of the merits of spreading faith. "At the corner of the crowded stone hall, a deep knife mark was cracked at the corner of an eye. The tall middle-aged man whose facial features became distorted suddenly heard hoarse youth and said hoarsely.

This is a native Roman slave. Since childhood, he has a bright mind and unwilling ordinary will, but the lowly identity of the generations makes him such an outstanding talent, not only useless in life, but also becomes the root of all misfortunes. For most noble lords, there is only one quality that the untouchables need, that is obedience.

When the Roman army of slaves who converted to the **** of Wuli met for the first time, the poor man was about to be split off on the execution ground.

After being liberated. He naturally believed in the **** Wu Li and died, and began to show his talents that had been destroyed before, precisely because of this. After the Li-Li faith covered a third of the continent, Zhang Lisheng began to deliberately select priests and generals among the original Roman people. He quickly stood out and gained the status of high priest and commanded thousands of troops.

For a believer like Scar Eyes, who has both wisdom and ability and a pious heart, Wu Li God has always been generous and tolerant, especially at the critical moment of the spread of faith, he nodded in recognition. He smiled and said, "You're right, the sacrifice of Effen. The glory of the true **** will cover the whole world of the Roman world, and we will also perpetuate the annals of history by spreading the glory of the gods."

Zhang Lisheng's words just fell. A pair of arms showed the shape of a bird feather. The Roman slave warrior shrouded in a god-given body shoved open the stone door of the fortress hall. His right hand was across his chest, and the Wu Lijun army politely announced: "Masters, Roman The noble coalition’s battalion has changed, and it seems to be gathering troops."

"Assemble the army..." Zhang Lisheng stunned and ordered an old man in black robe standing beside him, "Azmuk, come with me.", strode out of the stone hall and returned to the arrow tower again, again Looking at the faraway Roman Lord's coalition camp, I could see countless soldiers lined up under the flying coat of arms.

Looking at it for a long time, seeing that the coalition array had filled the earth where it was looking, Zhang Lisheng's face showed a puzzled expression: "Azmuk, what do you mean those Roman nobles are doing?"

The deity Wu Li often speaks casually in front of the beloved'pastoral', but as a believer, Azmuq's attitude has always been extremely respectful and cautious. "Adult, as an advocate of the noble coalition, is also the most powerful in the Roman world. King Oster, one of his lords, is not a mediocre.

This is evident from his decisive abandonment of a large territory on the south bank of the Oslo River, and his choice of camping in the tidal flat next to the river bank.

I suspect that 80% of his time was due to the lack of initial strength of the coalition forces. All the aquatic war beasts that were planned to be domesticated in the river channel, with the ground forces, stubbornly resisted the possible attack of our slave army.

As a result, your wisdom has ordered the reorganization of the army, the establishment of the order of theocracy, and the cessation of co-existence has been stopped, so that its tricks have been defeated..."

"Okay, Azmouk, I have said long ago that the pious faith is in the heart, not the face, so you don’t have to be so rigid in front of me, just say your conclusion." Zhang Lisheng interrupted the black with a smile Complimented the old man in robe.

"Yes." Azmuq said more respectfully because of the deity's gentleness and generosity. "The Roman noble coalition army has been quietly camping on both sides of the Oslo River for decades, and now suddenly Assembling the army, I think there is only one possibility, that is, their army has been assembled. Seeing that we have not launched an attack, all of us have to take the initiative to attack us.

Moreover, they will do their utmost from the beginning of this attack. If they succeed, they will retake the noble land that fell into our hands. If they fail, they will retreat to the riverside camp and rely on the aquatic war behemoth to block our counterattack. "

"My judgment is similar to yours, Azmuq," Zhang Lisheng nodded and said in a vague manner: "It seems that the Roman lords are quite confident in their domesticated aquatic war beasts.

Yes, they are still in the era of cold weapons. Although they have seen the sporadic squadrons of the Atlanteans, they know nothing about the large-scale air fleets. There is also the wrong understanding that Dahe is Tiancai. Think about it. sad. "

"Adult, although the Roman civilization is a pure cold weapon combat, but using a variety of powerful riding beasts, their air power is not weak.

I always feel that things may not be that simple. Perhaps the war behemoths that the Roman lords ambush in the Oss River have a powerful strength beyond our expectations. Hearing the belief in his heart that degraded the enemy too much, the old man in black robe hesitated, bowed deeply, and reminded in a low voice.

"I'm just saying that, Azmouk, in fact, in the shortest time, the way to defeat the Roman aristocratic coalition in the most labor-saving way, haven't we already planned and prepared," Zhang Lisheng said with a laugh: " The scale of the biochemical fleet is a gift I prepared for a stronger enemy in the future, and the Romans are not worthy of accepting it."

Between his speeches, the battlefield assembled by the Roman aristocratic coalition forces in the distance had begun to advance slowly, pressing towards the stone castle.

"The aristocratic coalition really took the initiative to attack us, Azmuq," feeling the unstoppable momentum of the enemy, Zhang Lisheng was silent for a moment, and his tone became cautious and low. "Since the battle of the decisive battle has already begun, we should all separate you. Too.

Tell Carthage that it is necessary to block the offensive of the Roman Lord’s Allied Forces, and at the same time do not have to launch a large-scale counterattack, wasting troops, as long as they hold each other, we will have the final victory at our fingertips. "

"Yes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Master." The old man in black robe bent down deeply to respond, and then quickly retreated from the arrow tower. At the same time, Zhang Lisheng waved and summoned a hurricane, wrapped up and rose. In the sky, the figure has become the size of a bean, and in the bright sunlight, it disappears without a trace.

A burly man dressed in a black and red armor and cloak, riding a huge unicorn on the back of a dragon in the alliance battlefield of Lord Roman A trace of external force flew into the clouds, disappeared, and frowned unconsciously.

Then the man sighed quietly, riding a weird tone beside him, also riding on the back of a slightly smaller horned tyrannosaurus, a heavy armor. The powerful warrior holding the tower shield said: "Asom, you see how comfortable the believers of the alien gods are. They are so omnipotent."

"Yes, my king," the guards guarding King Oster looked at him intently and replied in a low voice: "The power of the evil **** is indeed strong."

"But we are not weak!" A blank expression flashed across his face, and then his gaze became firm and confident. The burly man clenched his teeth and squeezed a word out of his teeth, suddenly from the copper on the side of the rider's body. Unlock the next rolled banner and unfold, shouting loudly: "Oster, charge, charge, charge..." (to be continued)