"Chirp..."
The sharp sound of artillery shells pierced the sky, and bursts of booming were heard in the distance.
The artillery showdown between the Ice Blue City Alliance Army and the Eastern Alliance Army has been going on for a whole month. Every day, tens of thousands of artillery shells fly over the Ambergris River, passing each other and falling into the positions of the opposing sides.
South of the Ambergris River, what used to be an idyllic scene of thousands of miles of green fields, fragrant flowers and plants, and fluttering butterflies is now covered in graffiti, as if a landscape oil painting had been destroyed by wild children with paint.
The ground was covered with shell craters, and large tracts of soil were lifted up, mixed with grass blades and fragmented wild flowers. It became even muddy after the rain.
In such a messy scene, there is a quiet and peaceful pure land, like a small white flower in the wilderness. .
There are white lace parasols on the hillside, blocking the dazzling afternoon sun.
On an exquisite small round table, there is hot coffee.
At the table is a young general, wearing a white military uniform and golden epaulettes. He looks like a boy or a girl, and is extremely handsome. If it weren't for the general's military uniform, he might have been mistaken for the top cowherd in a nightclub in New Edo.
In general, the beauty of femininity is greater than that of masculinity, and even men take action after seeing it.
However, such a young and handsome general is sitting in a wheelchair, which makes people feel pity that such a perfect person should have such shortcomings.
"Master, is it too dangerous here?"
Behind the young general is a petite maid. Black and white lace skirt, red ribbon, standard palace maid outfit.
The sound of shells piercing the sky kept coming from above. She clutched the hem of her skirt tightly with her two little hands, looking very worried.
"It's okay." The young general touched the maid's head and comforted her, "I'm here."
The maid's nervous little hands gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on her face, as if the white-gloved hand possessed magical power, sweeping away her anxiety.
But at this moment, a sound piercing the sky quickly approached.
"Chirp!"
The sound was so sharp that it hurt the eardrums.
"Ah!" The maid screamed in fright, but instead of squatting down holding her head like an ordinary girl of this age, she rushed forward and hugged the young general's neck with her hands, trying to protect her with her body. he.
Just as the cannonball was about to fall, the young general looked calm, as if what was flying was not a cannonball but a butterfly.
Because he was held by the maid's hands, only one eye was exposed.
His pupils shrank slightly, time seemed to slow down several times, and orange cannonballs were reflected in his eyes.
Then there was a flash of white light and a "pop" sound, and the sky split into two.
The shell continued to fly for several meters, split into two halves, and exploded.
A huge mechanical arm covered with ancient characters appeared in sight, hugging the two people and blocking the aftermath of the explosion.
The heat wave surged, causing the maid's skirt to flutter. As the smoke cleared, the huge mechanical arm slowly retracted into the space crack.
"Okay, it's okay."
A soft voice came to her ears, and the little maid's closed eyes slowly opened. The first thing she saw was her master's warm smile.
Looking at the master closely, the little maid blushed slightly, shyly let go of her hands, stood up again, then pushed her hair behind her ears, showing an angry expression, "Master, why do you always do dangerous things!"
"sorry that I had you worried."
"snort!"
The maid walked away a few steps and turned her back to the young general, expressing her anger.
The huge mechanical arm stretched out from the crack in space again and landed gently on the maid's little head.
The space cracks are circular, completely consistent with the thickness of the arm. If there is a strong man of the same level here, he will definitely be amazed by such precise psychic control.
Generally speaking, only "dual dexterity" whose domain is the Emerald Garden and has the talent of "psionic affinity" can achieve such precise control.
Another mechanical arm of the same size stretched out from the side. Two thick mechanical fingers picked up the small tea cup and brought it to the young general's mouth. They were as flexible as his own hands and feet.
At the same time, on the road southwest of the Eastern Great Plains, a group of trucks was slowly moving forward.
There are green fields on both sides of the road. The corn planted in spring has grown to the height of an adult's shoulders. From the car window, you can see a green field. Whenever the summer wind blows, it will turn up layers of green waves. Such beautiful scenery is so refreshing.
"It's been a long time since I had a picnic..."
Looking at the fields outside the window, Chen Xing recalled the picnic experience when he was in school in his first life. Speaking of which, he is still an expert at collecting firewood.
"Master Prime Minister, what are you talking about?"
The deep and hoarse voice of a middle-aged man sounded in the carriage.
"It's nothing..." Chen Xing raised his hand, "You continue."
"Where did we talk just now?" the Dragon Scale Guard's liaison officer asked as if he had lost his memory for a moment. He could clearly see that the Prime Minister had been distracted just now. In order to ensure that the message could be fully conveyed, he had to know exactly what the other party heard.
"You're talking about the Shu Mu family, De, what Duke?" At this point, Chen Xing smiled sheepishly.
"Duke Deyuan, the current head of the Shumu royal family, Shumu Hongde, Malan 22nd, in recognition of his family's loyalty to the royal family for thousands of years, specially bestowed the title of 'Deyuan'."
"Shu Muhongde is a powerful lord-level man in his prime. He has three sword-wielding demon spirits. He is the main target and obstacle for our operation."
"But Shu Muhongde's combat prowess is not particularly outstanding. The real strength of the Tianqin Principality is his second son Shu Mu Bingchen, and then his second daughter Shu Mu Xianglan."
"Shu Mu Hongde has two sons and three daughters. The second prince, Shu Mu Bingchen, was born with a disability, but he is extremely talented. When he was twenty years old, he realized Tian Qin's strongest swordsmanship, 'Heart Sword'. He has no sword in his hand but a sword in his heart, and has twin swords. Jian Moling is the first sword-wielding musician in Tianqin, known as the sword dancer in a wheelchair, and is the supreme commander of Tianqin's first army."
"Second Princess Shu Mu Xianglan, although she is only at the quasi-lord level, she possesses holy domain weapons and has high military talent. She is the supreme commander of the Tianqin Second Army."
"The two of them are currently fighting on the front line. We don't need to face them in this operation. The biggest obstacle is Duke Deyuan."
"Are there no other princes, princesses, or powerful people from other powerful families worth noting?" Chen Xing asked.
"The eldest prince, eldest princess, and third princess of Tianqin all have mediocre qualifications and are no longer in the position of being a great guard. I have not heard of any capable people from the wealthy families in Tianqin Castle. The few worthy of attention have been transferred to other cities. Tianqin The main forces are in the first and second armies, and we need to face Duke Deyuan and about ten sword-wielding musicians."
After listening to the analysis by the Dragon Scale Guard's liaison officer, Chen Xing nodded, "The investigation work was done well. It was very careful and thorough, but we must not relax and make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Yes, Prime Minister!" the liaison officer of the Dragon Scale Guard responded with a military salute.
Chen Xing quickly pulled down the other person's saluting hand and said, "Concealed action, no need to salute."
"yes!"
"Remember, you are the driver and I am the businessman."
"I remember." "Very good."
After a bunch of useless words, Chen Xing, who was dressed as a businessman, put down his hat and said, "I'm going to take a nap. Call me when you get there."
"yes!"
The convoy drove all the way north, towards Tianqin Castle.
