After Becoming The Tyrant

With more than 3 people against 10,000+ people, the pressure and difficulties that need to be faced are obviously completely different from previous wars.However, in the eyes of the king, this does not mean that they have no advantage.Contrary to Siolde's desire to attack urgently and destroy Legrand's defense quickly, Legrand only needs to hold his own defense line and prolong this time as much as possible.

On the other hand, no matter how talented Siord himself was and how outstanding his achievements as pope were, this was still his first time in war.In the eyes of the officers, his strategic ability is not far less important than his prayer for them before going out.

This has nothing to do with status and status. War is a chess game where blood and heads compete. Neither blood nor status is enough to convince people. To establish prestige, one needs irrefutable victories one after another.

Theolde needs this.

He will not delay, the Knights Templar will certainly attack quickly, thus establishing his personal prestige among this huge army.

For the Knights Templar, this battle must be a sure thing, and they need a good start.For this reason, the target of the war will not be directly aimed at Yoring County, then it is a key but relatively weak city, or a target they are sure of.

The chief point of contention among the officers was whether the target would be Douro City, east of Jollingshire, or Newt City.

——Of course, some people think that the Knights of the Temple mainly protect the safety of the Pope, so they should be at the rear of the army and will not go into battle in the early stage.

Amidst the dispute, the chief of internal affairs hurried into the combat conference room.

He whispered something next to the king, the king nodded, leaving the staff to continue the discussion, and he left the meeting room with the head of internal affairs first.

"He is a slave who escaped from Putao and passed through the Kawa Mountains on the right side of the Kawa Plain."

The head of housekeeping made a succinct summary as he walked.

The officers were accustomed to the king himself being in the midst of discussions, and suddenly left the meeting room.

Although the Eternal Knights were destroyed in the king's premeditated ambush, as one of the elite of the Holy Court, they also caused some troubles for the king.When they attacked the city and plundered the land along the route of the last rebellion, in addition to looting the villages and towns, they also did the tasks that the vanguard should complete——

They completely destroyed the outposts they passed, and burned down the temporary observation towers.

The eyes that Legrand's army used to determine the movement and purpose of the enemy's army were destroyed in the advance of the Eternal Knights, and they made a crucial foreshadowing for the subsequent invasion of the Holy Army.

Under such circumstances, in order to obtain news of the invaders, the king had to find another way.

In the past, it was not easy for ordinary people to meet the king.This time, however, the king received all who came to inform him of the invaders—whether they were commoners or slaves. [1] The Chief of Internal Affairs who was with the king knew better than anyone else how far the king had gone to win this war.

Heroic souls of the former kings, please protect Your Majesty and Legrand.

Seeing the king's increasingly cold face since the beginning of the war, the head of internal affairs prayed sincerely.

He saw how a young monarch turned into a cold-blooded emperor who would never show any emotion step by step.

Not all the information provided by everyone is valuable. All the Chief of Internal Affairs can do is to help the king confirm whether these audience members will cause danger to the king.In addition, the authenticity and value of the news can only be judged by the king himself.And often, out of ten messages, if one or two are valuable, that's already pretty good.

However, this time, the slave named "Ale" brought important news to the king.

During his escape, he once saw some local priests rushing towards Putao Port in a carriage.

"Priest?"

The king frowned slightly.

After Al withdrew, the king thought for a while, then turned to the Chief of Internal Affairs and said, "Send a letter to Herrid City immediately, and the attack on the God Seat Wharf can start earlier."

"Do you think the Blessed One will assist the Templar Knights to leave Herrid City and launch an attack?"

The Chief of Internal Affairs understood the information hidden in the king's order, and his face changed slightly.

From the beginning of the war to the present, the Blessed One has not appeared on Legrand's battlefield.Previously, the Chief of Internal Affairs reported an optimistic attitude, thinking that it was because hell was at war with the angels, and the angels would not come to the battlefield again.But listening to the king at this moment, it seems that although the angels are in a stalemate with hell and cannot appear on the earth to sweep Legrand in the form of legions, there are still a few angels who can continue to descend to the world in the form of the blessed ones.

The king did not answer.

He looks out the window.

Whether it is him or the Qiangwei family, they have too many past events and hatreds with angels and gods.And this time, if Theolde still wants to continue to control the angels to intervene in the battlefield of the world, no matter which angel sets foot on Legrand's land, his head will be beheaded.

The head of internal affairs only felt that the king's profile became sharp at this moment.

The ice-blue eyes of the Qiangwei family logo are like a knife slowly being drawn out of its sheath in the dark, with a cold light flickering on the blade.

The fate of mortals is in the hands of mortals, and he will cut off the hand of anyone who wants to interfere.

………………

Meng La folded her wings, swooped down from the sky, and landed on the pier of Blackstone King City.

Captain Hawkins, transformed into a dead creature, sat on the top of the mast with a grass root in his mouth, watched the huge crow transform into a handsome young man when it landed, and greeted him briskly.

Meng La threw a golden heart in his hand towards the dragon wing battleship, turning a deaf ear to Captain Hawkins' greeting.

During this period of time, Meng Ra had a first-hand experience of what this Volwe pirate captain was.Meng La firmly believed that the reason why he was able to serve as His Majesty's admiral was all due to his shamelessness.

The evil dragon on the bow of the dragon-wing battleship with autonomous consciousness opened its mouth, and swallowed the golden heart just like a real evil dragon.After the heart was swallowed by the dragon wing battleship "Knopfler", the recovery speed of the damage on the battleship accelerated several times.

Alchemists 1000 years ago built dragon-wing warships based on dragons.

The daily life of warships and pirates is just an appearance, they actually retain the ferocity and bloodthirsty of dragon creatures.In the habit of the evil dragon, it often likes to devour the enemy that hurts itself to make up for its damage, and the dragon wing battleship also retains this point.

They are injured by angels, so they feed on angels and feed themselves back.

Full of primitive arrogance and violence.

Hawkins sat on the mast, humming a little tune and watching his partner recover little by little, with a lingering haze hidden deep in his eyes.

The fate of pirates is an endless cycle of revenge and death.If any unlucky guy becomes a pirate one day, he will have to get used to the vicissitudes of the sea.The fellow you drink with today may die tomorrow with an unlucky arrow.

It's nothing, they all know, this is a pirate.

Greira died with the throne, and most of his remaining crew members were destroyed in the battle of Kossoya Port... This is nothing, he has long been used to revenge for those who died beside him.

"Fuck nothing!"

Hawkins jumped from the mast and stepped on the deck, yelling furiously.

Mon Ra glanced at him.

Normal, this guy is crazy again.

If it wasn't for the shackles of the dragon wing battleship, some time ago, he ran to the battlefield where the angels and the army of death were fighting in hell, trying to find his crew and partners from the long river of undead piled up.I'm afraid there is something wrong with his brain.

Once the undead enter hell, they can no longer be resurrected, and they can never leave hell.

This is the eternal law between heaven and earth.

The reason why the previous crew members were able to return to the battleship and become undead pirates was because they had a contract with the battleship, and they had the power of Greira, and finally the king's permission.before they can leave.And now?

The current hell is a battlefield that couldn't be more chaotic.

A steady stream of undead climbed up from the long river, assisting the army of death to fight against the angels.Like a meteor shower, the flames of the angels dragged their long tails and fell towards the boiling hell.Blood servants and archangels have also joined the battlefield. After the high-level forces of both sides joined the battle, every collision of power is enough to clear all creatures in that area.

Who knows how many of those undead in the emptied area are old antiques from centuries ago, and how many are newly dead people in the human battlefield?

The war between angels and hell is the collision of order and chaos.

In such a collision, it seems that everything will be destroyed.

Thinking, Meng Ra looked up at the sky.

He frowned suddenly.

He noticed that three Seraphs in the clouds had disappeared.

But soon Mengla breathed a sigh of relief.

Because, the devil also disappeared.

………………

"Good evening, Your Majesty"

The brisk voice of the devil sounded.

The earth is shrouded in darkness, and the sky and the earth are dark, which is the time of encountering the devil.

The king stood in front of the battle map, pressed his hands on the table, and looked down at the markings on it.Hearing a familiar voice behind him, he glanced back.

Compared with before, he has a bloody smell that has not dissipated.It looked like he had just come down from the battlefield, and the edge of the black suit was still dripping with blood. It was unclear whether it was his own or the enemy's.

The king raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at the blood dripping on the ground, but did not speak.

"I'm glad you've kept our contract so far."

The devil walked over calmly, took the king's hand naturally, and kissed it.

The king looked at him and said nothing.

"Of course... I also remember that you only have one scepter."

The devil added another sentence.

The author has something to say: [1] "Whether it is day or night, whether you are sleeping, eating or bathing, never refuse to see a free man or a slave who says he can give you information about the invaders." - Leigh "Tactics" by King O'VI