"what happened?"
Simeng's cavalry looked at the incomprehensible sight in front of them in horror. The Dosbo beast and the trainers from West Asia all stood up from the ground as if they had been resurrected and gripped the swords in their hands again.
"Magic, kill again!"
After all, he was a cavalry general who was much more decisive than ordinary soldiers. Under his call, all the cavalrymen woke up from a dream and picked up their swords again to slash at the West Asian trainers who stood up again.
At first, it was a one-sided task of chopping melons and vegetables.
But while they were killing, they suddenly found that the West Asian trainer who had been shattered behind them stood up again. Even though half of his head was missing, and even the head on his neck had flown off his shoulders, he still stood up again like a ghost.
And their speed and flexibility are getting better every time.
"Cut off the legs and feet!"
The most important thing in preparing for battle is decisiveness. Faced with the strange soldiers who fell down and stood up again and again, Simeng's cavalry soon discovered that the best way was to make the opponent unable to stand.
But it was impossible to cut off the legs and feet while on horseback. The cavalrymen galloped forward half way, then jumped off their horses one after another, stepped into the calf-high snow, stepped forward quickly, and aimed at the legs, feet or waist to kill them. go.
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However, the scene in mid-air was completely different.
Unlike those West Asian trainers on the ground who still needed to "warm up and speed up", Wu Yue soon discovered that the few white-robed knights he killed were as if they were alive. Even if they were holding broken swords in their hands, they were no different from each other. He rushed over again and again like he was desperate.
"Half-dead thing!"
Wu Yue's face was ugly. Among his subordinates, he had long been accustomed to being the savior in the eyes of the people and subordinates. They respected and loved him. This was something he had long been accustomed to.
But now these West Asian sorcery made me look so embarrassed?
They should have respected me as a god!
"roll!"
The steel mace swung wide and wide, hitting the face of the white-robed knight in front of him. His head and the deflated visor were violently hammered open from his shoulders. Even the flesh under the silver armor could not pull this huge With such power, it was torn apart, sending up blood mist all over the sky.
Before the knight in front of him could return to his normal posture, Wu Yue burst out, his maces wrapped with lightning, intending to completely tear the monster in front of him alive.
high speed.
Wu Yue has always been proud of his lightning-like speed.
In a few moments, he would be able to beat the monster in front of him to death, leaving him with no way to survive.
"Lord Gongsun, look at this..."
On the city, Tantai Ming looked at everywhere on the battlefield with an extremely serious expression.
There were already instructors charging on the cliff, and when they came into close combat with the Simeng Army, they all died in battle like dog-skin plaster and then stood up again.
The last time Tantai Ming saw something like this coming back from the dead was Gongsun Changzheng's cocoon.
"Medicine cocoons have medicinal essence. Besides, I only have one medicine cocoon. If all the training soldiers in the mountains and plains are all weird things like medicinal cocoons, West Asia doesn't have to come to fight Simeng and just send troops to Taka."
Gongsun Changzheng looked a little excited.
He has never seen anything like this before, and for him, things he has never seen before are naturally a matter of course.
There was a flash of lightning in the air, and a figure fell from top to bottom and smashed into the snow.
Tantai Ming raised his eyes slightly, and was about to see if Wu Yue was ready to kill all the remaining knights in white robes. Suddenly, his movements stopped, and his eyes gradually became cold.
It was not Wu Yue who stopped in mid-air.
It was a man with pale skin like a wax statue, with slightly curly long black hair blowing in the north wind. He was holding a soft braid with a metallic luster in his hand. There were electric lights flashing alternately on it, just like Wu Yue's steel. Average.
The man looked at Wu Yue who had fallen to the ground and remained motionless for a long time. When he looked up again, his expression even showed a bit of sadness.
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"Zombie? Biohazard? What the hell!"
Han Dongwen closed the forum, threw the Xuanji plate to the table, and pulled his hair irritably.
Xiao Hongdou looked at His Highness timidly, and after thinking for a long time, he said: "Your Highness, you have only eaten lunch recently, so don't starve your body..."
Han Dongwen shook his head, stood up and paced with his hands behind his back: "It's okay, I...I have something to think about now."
Wu Yue's death is not a small matter, but it is not a big deal either.
Facing the attack from West Asia, if one officer can't handle it, then use three officers. If it still can't be handled, just let Tantai Fu personally take action. This is not a problem that needs to be considered by oneself. There is no need for the general to not be anxious for the emperor.
The question is, why should West Asia attack?
Judging from the videos that can be seen on the forum, West Asia's attack cannot be called a great victory, and the opponent's battle losses are also quite exaggerated.
Those strange soldiers who were as dead as zombies seemed to be able to remain active for a period of time, but they were not invulnerable. After Tantai Ming confirmed that Wu Yue had died in the battle, the Simeng army decisively retreated and stayed in the city.
After about three hours of high-intensity attack and defense, the living dead had their hands and feet broken and were unable to move, which made Simeng reluctantly breathe a sigh of relief.
But there are still new soldiers attacking, there is a constant rain of arrows, and the herd of beasts is attacking again.
The Knights of the West Asian State Church did not set up tents and camp, they originally planned to die in front of the city gate!
Why?
"Tilda is not in Aquila City. Is Giuseppe crazy?"
Han Dongwen recognized the pale man at a glance. He was an old acquaintance of the West Asian Knights.
Diligent Knight Giuseppe, among the players in the West Asian camp in the past, his more famous nickname is——
"Damn it, knight, it's really adding to the chaos!"
Han Dongwen frowned. He really didn't remember seeing this NPC from a friendly camp before. He couldn't make a P1P2P3 attack like he did with Audu.
Is it possible to really let him take down Tianying City?
Absolutely not. It's one thing to help the Grand Duke fight against the rebels, but it's another thing to have someone break into your home.
If Tianying City is defeated, then Simeng will undoubtedly be kicked into the quagmire of war. Although there will be chaos sooner or later, at the very least, Han Dongwen still hopes to give himself some time to deal with the matter of falling objects. Handled properly.
He wants to survive. How can Simeng survive if he follows the original script and is attacked from both sides and eventually dies?
The common people who rise up to fight can live, but the king who subjugates his country must die.
"Is Simeng really going to fight?"
Xiao Hongdou came closer: "No... Didn't you say it was for the sake of countering the rebellion in West Asia? Why would you still..."
She didn't finish her question. To be honest, Xiao Hongdou didn't know what was happening at the border now. The decisions of these big shots only made the palace maids privately panic and worried about their hometown.
But His Highness's hard work these days is simply more than the first few months put together, and Xiao Hongdou can see it.
"No... try not to."
Han Dongwen sighed, trying not to sound too tired.
He knew that he could pull off such a "peacekeeping and rebellion" strategy based solely on his impressions, but when he actually put it into practice, he realized that in order to have the capital to intervene in peacekeeping, he probably had to be strong first.
He was silent for a moment and straightened his back again:
"The National Finance Department should be ready, let's change clothes."
Regardless of whether Wu Yue's death in battle was due to Tantai Ming's intention not to help, Han Dongwen did not want to simply agree to Tantai's withdrawal of Si Yang's military commander.
His final decision was to ask the Department of Finance and Finance to dispatch Liu Cheng to the border, so that he would not favor any side of the Department of Military Justice.
After deploying Liu Cheng, "unfreezing" Tilda, and mediating the current evacuation of the mission, the National Finance Department suddenly became the direction that Han Dongwen was most concerned about.
He was vaguely worried that Chief Manjusri might be involved, but in any case, it was better than sitting still and waiting for death.
Xiao Hongdou came forward and took off Han Dongwen's robe on his shoulders, and changed him into the coat and cloak he wore when going out.
Han Dongwen unconsciously touched the silver arm on his left arm - he didn't know how to use it yet, and there was no news from Prince Gao for the time being.
But since Gao needs to live by himself, this thing should be of some use.
"It's rare to leave the palace without having to disguise yourself. What do you think? Is it cold, or is it too thick?"
Xiao Hongdou put away the clothes that Han Dongwen had changed and looked at His Highness who was wearing winter clothes and a white robe with gold patterns in front of her, feeling a little strange.
"Just right."
Han Dongwen looked down and smiled.
Outside the door, Li Zai and his carriages were already waiting.
On the ground, there was already snow and white frost.
"Let's go to Dingfa Pavilion."
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