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[Volume 2] Night Watch Chapter 152 The Light of Dawn (6)

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    What His Majesty the Pope wants to know most ishow Lampard disintegrated the reinforcements of Purgatory and defeated the "Jihadi Army" from the front in such a short period of time.  For him, it is not Morpheus who scares him, but the unknown power and influence behind Morpheus's three battles - ordinary people only see the territory protected by Lampard's huge barrier, but rarely  Does anyone know how much hidden power and influence there is.

    Giovanni's "understanding" of Lampard before this war basically came from the information from the last time the Holy See sent troops to conquer, but Lampard at that time was completely different from now, so he is now  I don't even know what level of opponent Lampard is.

    Is their ability limited to defeating their own army of 200,000?

    Are they unable to support M¨¹hrenthal now?

    The information coming from various battlefields was vague, and the Pope and the Cardinals were completely unsure. Even now, they don¡¯t know what types of arms Lampard¡¯s army that attacked them consists of.  Because the defeat was so complete, it was too late to piece together what happened last night from all kinds of information in a short period of time, so now Giovanni could only wait blindly and anxiously for Morpheus to take action.

    He didn¡¯t even dare to tell Bishop Stewart and a certain general what happened, because that would be tantamount to seeking death!

    In this chess game, Morpheus has completely taken the initiative with his early efforts and layout, but the "Jihad Army" has fallen into the traps he set one after another.

    It¡¯s not that Giovanni didn¡¯t know that he was jumping into the pit dug by Morpheus, but at this time, he really had to jump if he didn¡¯t want to.  The army has already begun to attack the city, and it is too late to retreat - if the military order is suddenly changed at this time and the entire army evacuates, and once Mulenthal launches a full-force pursuit, the Holy See's army will definitely suffer heavy losses here.

    Giovanni cannot bear such consequences.

    Giovanni was like a crazy gambler. As the pope and the spokesperson of the gods in the world, he was in an extreme state at this time. His eyes were fixed on the distant city wall, wishing he could attack the city himself.  .

    Anxious emotions occupied his brain, and the news of the defeat of the three armies still lingered in his mind, making the pope's hands and feet cold and his whole body covered in cold sweat - but as time passed slowly, he gradually calmed down.  .

    To get rid of this fear, the best way for Giovanni is to focus on the war in front of him - he carefully observed the movement on the front line, but then he discovered that something was wrong

    "Maxim didn't mention the dragon"

    Giovanni remembered that Bishop Stuart had mentioned that Byzantium was assisted by giant dragons and was therefore difficult to conquer. However, at this time, he did not notice that there was a giant dragon here, and no one mentioned the battle last night. Therefore, he felt that the current battle situation was far from what he imagined.  So simple.

    The pale Giovanni stood up and tried to calm his breathing. Then he cast a "holy light spell" and called for a military map under the bright light.

    As a former valet of the Pope, he had been exposed to some books on military strategy since he was a child, but this was limited to theory.  Now that he could understand the map, he could understand it, but when it came to personally commanding him, Giovanni was a little helpless.  After thinking for a moment, he called Bishop Stewart and several generals in charge of the frontline attack, asked some questions, got a general understanding of the current battle situation, and felt a little calmer

    Because from what we know, it is difficult for our main force to encounter any crisis.

    There are 200,000 jihadi troops, and the camps spread out for more than several kilometers.  The formations of each legion are well organized, with trenches dug and defensive horses set up to prevent the enemy from leaving the city for sneak attacks.  At this time, in addition to the 40,000 people who are attacking the city, there are also 40,000 reserves ready to go into battle at any time, and an additional 60,000 people are arrayed in armor at the rear to protect the flanks and rear wings.  The remaining engineers protected the logistics supply line tightly, and hundreds of scouts were sent around to continuously search for possible enemies nearby. The entire military camp was extremely stable.

    ?According to Bishop Stewart, not to mention the soldiers in Mulental City, even if Byzantium could bring in even 100,000 troops at this time, they would not be afraid of a decisive battle on the plains at this time.

    As for the threat from the mage group, although this army equipped with more than 700 magicians is not very lethal, if enough barriers are organized, it will certainly be easy to defend against the attack of the opposing mage group.

    And just after Giovanni put down the map, one hundred and twenty "Pope's Guards" came from the Vatican to help GiovanniNi has regained some confidence

    "Pope's personal guard" sounds like the level of "demigod". Many people have heard of it, but have never seen it.  Each of them wore ancient clothes, half wearing cloth robes and half wearing armor, like old antiques coming out of the tomb.  But few people know that these powerful men hidden within the Holy See are actually not weaker than the three giants of the Heretic Tribunal, and even many "old people" are far stronger than them.

    But these guys, who are generally over a hundred years old, are actually no longer pure human beings. Instead, they have undergone some "transformation" like the "experimental subjects" of "Medusa" Mrs. Prague. Many of the Pope's personal guards have been around for as long as  Even older than some vampires - in other words, they have lost the most basic human emotions and become machine-like existences.

    They are only loyal to the "Pope" and have only two attitudes towards others: "ignore" or "hostile".  The appearance of the "Pope's Bodyguard" who has not appeared in the world for more than two hundred years means that the Vatican has spent its last capital and made a desperate gesture.

    Regarding the powerful armed force of the "Pope's Guards", Giovanni firmly believed that this was a powerful and hidden armed force of his own. However, he did not know that some people were actually more knowledgeable about these ancient secrets and forces than he was.  Much clearer¡­

    For example, the man who once fought against them personallyWilliam Clement.

    But the young Giovanni didn¡¯t think anything more at this time. He looked at the papal guards guarding him and felt reassured.  Looking at the soldiers who had successfully climbed up the city wall in the distance, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said to himself: "This time what else can you do?"

    ¡­¡­

    Morpheus really can't do anything, because he is closing his eyes and meditating on Lampard's wall at this time.

    The treated basin in the distance seems to have returned to normal. Even looking at it from this angle, you can't see any difference between this basin and other areas on the ground. Of course, if you look at the magic guides lined up on the city wall,  Artillery, you will find that the firepower of these powerful weapons is concentrated there.

    "You really don't need me to go? I know what you are worried aboutbut - alas"

    The Queen of Darkness stood next to Morpheus, with a little helplessness and sigh in her tone, but more of it was concern She knew what Morpheus was going to do next, and she also understood what kind of enemy he was going to face.

    As the Queen of Darkness who once had a bloody feud with the Holy See, she simply didn¡¯t want to give up this opportunity to drive her enemy into the abyss.  But Morpheus suddenly made a request not to let her go to the front line, which made Ashkandi really depressed Of course, it was just "depressed". If it had been anyone else, she would have torn her into pieces long ago.

    "I know that this is unjustifiable both emotionally and rationally, but this may be my only request." Morpheus opened his eyes, turned his head and looked into Ashkandi's red eyes, and then was slightly startled

    He thought he would see the violence and hatred in those red eyes, but in the end he found that Ashkandi was far calmer than she imagined. It was not that she was suppressing her emotions, but that she was truly calm - she looked down  Lowering his eyes, he sighed softly and said: "You told me your plan without any reservations. I naturally understand the final fate of the Holy See. Remember what I said after coming out of the Inquisition? Now my goals in life are almost all taken care of by you.  Now that it has been realized, it may be difficult for me to continue to hate them."

    Morpheus was silent Ashkandi's words reminded him of the scene when he dismantled the underground cage on the eighteenth floor of the Inquisition. That incident made the Queen of Darkness joke that her "life wishes have been inscribed".  Fez has completed one-third of it." At this time, old things were brought up again, naturally with some emotion.

    But Morpheus understood that if Ashkandi was missing from this decisive battle, it would probably become a regret for her throughout her life.

    "Thencome with me, just stay on the wall of Murental and don't go anywhere else. Is that okay?"

    Morpheus gave in.

    For the woman who held the most important position in his heart, Morpheus could not bring himself to ask for anything.

    Ashkandi nodded, boldly but naturally stretched out his hand, and gently took Morpheus's palm. Lampard's breeze blew by, and the territory, which seemed not affected by the war at all, seemed peaceful, but  When Morpheus turned around and looked at the murderous troops in the city, his originally calm mood was involuntarily agitated.

    Morpheus did not attach much importance to the confrontation with the Holy See. He understood that the real opponent this time was not the "Jihadi Army" on the surface but the purgatory forces hidden behind it. If the influence of purgatory on the human plane could not be ended, this would  Once the Holy See andThe prison colluded and attacked the entire continent. What about next time?  Maybe it was Byzantium, Caslandi, or even Lampard who was bewitched by Purgatory

    Being an enemy of a plane is a concept that perhaps only the former Ashkandi can understand.  Looking at the woman next to him who had already buried her memory, Morpheus slightly tightened her palm, and then issued an order to the entire Lampard army to start a full-scale war

    The sky was completely dark, but the flashing teleportation array inside Lampard made the Third Eye here shine as bright as day time and time again.
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