"Holy girl, if we surrender without firing a single shot, the Holy Master will know that we will not be able to make a difference."
When the King of the Dead left, he left behind the envoy of Hades, who seemed not to agree to surrender.
"Don't you need any honorifics?" The saint looked at the messenger in front of her with a complicated expression.
"Lord Saint, although our strength is far less than that of the Marine Corps, they have come a long way, and the sea supply line is extremely long and very fragile. I will help you to transform every inch of land in the country of death into a fortress and a land of hell. As long as it lasts for the next year. When the Holy Lord comes to help, we will have a chance of victory." Ming Envoy thought for a moment and used honorifics again.
"Stop lying to me. The Holy Lord will not come. Most of the low-ranking officials in our country are controlled by the [Sacred Heart]. Do you think I am the same and don't even have a brain?" The saint looked at the envoy in front of her and said calmly: "A whole two navy divisions came over in a big way. As soon as we arrived at Yinxian Port, we were able to find it a hundred and eighty thousand miles away from us. God knows, earth knows, you know, I know, everyone knows, the Holy Lord you are talking about .He doesn’t know, does he?”
"." Ming Shi frowned.
"Deliberately, a few days ago, that person divided his troops in Troy, and the Holy Lord took the opportunity to build the Colossian military port. Now, that person divided his troops again. The Holy Lord must know that he deliberately put the pressure on me, hoping to let me bleed every inch of his territory. The pressure on the side will be reduced, and it will be easier to do anything!" The saint's voice trembled: "Then who am I? A senior cannon fodder?"
The saint doesn't know how to fight, she's just a wet nurse!
How did she know what the supply lines were like? Anyway, she can't beat the double flash cards and her paper strength. After a little analysis of the reasons, the Holy Master sold her out 99% of the time!
She really didn't think wrong about it.
Although the Holy Lord did not sell her, he did want her to take over two naval divisions.
Holy Lord is a very good card player. Looking at the overall situation, from the desktop perspective, Lu Cheng's two naval armies have huge supply lines, and the cost of drawing cards is terrifyingly high. The desktop industry there is poor and cannot support two legions. Therefore, the cost of knocking down the Saint is very high.
This is exactly the same as Lu Chengfang's analysis. Although the naval division has superior combat power, this battle is actually very difficult to win.
It is expected that the New World will consume a lot of time and energy of the two naval divisions, fighting for and repaying every inch of land.
But it won't work without fighting. You have to move elsewhere. The "nanny" of the Saintess keeps giving blood transfusions here every year.
Since the navy wants to fight, of course the Holy Lord is happy to see it succeed.
I won't protect my wet nurse. If you want to cut it, just cut it. The supply line is long and the cost is extremely high. You don't make any money.
If you don't hit my nanny or block her, she will still increase blood, so I'll ask you if it's bothering you, right?
But unfortunately, the Holy Lord has been aloof for a long time. He knows how to play cards and may not understand human nature.
"You also know that our country has established a military port in Colossae, and the advantage is still in our hands. Are you sure you want to give up the advantage and surrender at this time?" the messenger persuaded.
The saint lowered her head, and the messenger didn't know what she was thinking.
After a while, the woman nodded slightly.
"Thousands of years ago, our country captured the Winter Lion with unparalleled momentum. Think about it, when the Eastern Territory defeated Troy, it was just a small territory. Is there any advantage?"
"You!!!" The messenger's eyes widened.
"Now that thousands of years have passed, that man has marched across the ocean to compete with our country on the table, and you are still talking about superiority." The saint smoothed her hair and said to herself: "The advantage is not superiority, but power. You can't understand, I It’s clear”
"Bold!" the messenger shouted.
The saint sniffed and stood up: "I was born in the Winter Lion. I used to watch the fire in the Knights. During the war, I was surrounded by the Heavenly Saint Priesthood and was later kidnapped. The Heavenly Saint took a fancy to my talent and made me a child. I married a nun, and when the cleaning was getting worse, I was captured by you. Of course, I surrendered again and you, the Holy Lord, now use me as cannon fodder. Do you still expect me to fight for my life?"
"Idiot! No honor!"
"Yes, I am a real villain and a despicable tool. Don't you also treat me as a tool? No one has cared about me in these years, right? The last time that person came to the New World in person, I really resisted. , I have never fought." The saint said: "For so many years, I have been working hard here alone. From Troy to the New World, I have maintained an entire route, established so many industries, and attracted so many businesses. I didn’t get a single point, but I’ve given you so much money, which is worthy of the Holy Master, and I can give you an explanation.”
The messenger was speechless for a moment.
This woman simply admitted that she was bad, and she would follow whoever forced her to do something good. She was a total bitch who acted according to the prevailing circumstances!
This is so damn simple!
"The Lord Holy Lord you are talking about, your master the King of the Dead, and the Lord who lives in Troy all the time are three kings. If they are not even willing to protect me as a tool, what advantage can I have? I am I am a little woman who can act according to the circumstances, what does honor and disgrace have to do with me? From the perspective of a bystander, I believe I can see the situation more clearly than you. If this continues, sooner or later the war will be lost."
"You!" The messenger took a deep breath and suddenly calmed down.
"Hmph." He snorted pitifully: "My lovely Saint, did you make a mistake?"
"Um?"
"If you surrender, the enemy will let you go?" The Underworld Messenger sneered: "Beihai Shuai is a notorious evil star, especially for women. When he was a student, he had a duel with the Holy Lord from a distance, and the angel Alisa He was first raped and then killed. Yin Xing, the founding leader of the Silver String Kingdom, was also controlled by him through inhuman means. Do you want to see what it looked like after the defeat of the Trojan battlefield when the god of love entered the battlefield???"
Using extraordinary means to spread rumors and propagate the enemy's terror and cruelty is usually effective. It can cause instability within the enemy and can also act as a deterrent to one's own people.
This move of the Undead King is used to intimidate at such times, hoping to scare the woman in front of him from surrendering!
Not to mention, there are countless capable men and strangers under Lu Cheng who can fight.
But he is either an iron-blooded general who fights, or he is Xianyun Yehe who is a cultivator.
Of course I am a social idiot, and I don’t care much about the publicity channel, nor have I ever done so.
"Then what can I do?" The saint finally recovered her emotions and collapsed in an instant: "No one will protect me. They just want to use me and throw it away. They all want me to die!!!"
This world is full of idiots, and nothing is good.
The Saint seemed to have returned to that extremely cold winter at the border of Winter Lion.
The cramped tunnel is full of snakes, insects, rats, and ants.
She was scared to death then, just like she is now.
The knights promised that they would come to rescue her for nine days, until she fainted from hunger and was finally captured, without waiting to say goodbye to her.
Later I found out that the Knights had already left.
From then on, the sound of horse hooves never appeared in her dreams again.
"You have no choice at all! Following the three masters, you are just a tool. If you surrender, you and your people will die!"
The woman in front of me can't just give in like that.
Although she handed over the money, she still held a lot of economic cards in her hands!
Even if the product is inferior, it can still compete with [Silk Road]!
If she resists with all her strength, even if the navy clears the mainland in the end, the industries of both sides will be destroyed, and the trade route will not be able to recover for at least ten years. It is considered a swap.
If this bitch can't fire a single shot, surrenders with half of the continent's industry, and hands all the economic cards to the enemy, then what the hell can she do?
We must scare her, force her, find a way to make her resist, and completely destroy her and the cards in her hand!
(End of chapter)
