13 Mink Street

Miguel couldn't understand what the whipman meant when he said to Karen, "take the rein off";

In his opinion, the Whip Leader worked hard to cultivate Karen. Not only did he include Karen in his direct line team, but he also gave Karen the position of general commander. During the war, he personally supervised the logistics support... This is also Is it on the reins?

However, although he did not understand, it did not prevent Miguel from showing envy to Karen.

Karen lowered his head and said respectfully to the whip holder:

"You are serious. I have always been very fortunate and grateful that I can work under your command."

Miguel thought to himself: Look, not only did I not understand, but Commander Karen also did not understand.

However, what Karen said next made Miguel realize that he was the only one who didn't understand.

Karen said: "I often feel guilty and anxious, because I know that I put my self-willedness and arrogance on your overall situation and mind.

Sometimes, I know the consequences of what I'm going to do, I know you'll be angry about it, but I choose to do it anyway, and I'm pretty sure I won't run into those bad upsets. Because I know that you are not taking care of me, you are taking care of the cause of order. "

When you lead the secular world, you have to follow the philistine; when you lead the lyrical, you have to accompany the elegant;

When Foden said "coachman" and "rein", Karen knew that it was the whipman who wanted to get closer to him, so he had to say some considerate or even nasty words.

These words are not nonsense, nor are they purely for flattery. After all, Neo has said: Guess if the whipman will shoot you to death in a fit of anger?

And the reason why Karen was able to frantically explore in areas that he knew would cause displeasure was because he was sure that he would take care of the overall situation.

I know my behavior will make you very angry and make you scold me in the office, but you will not target me, suppress me, or exclude me because of this. As long as I do things well, you have to suppress all dissatisfaction in your heart Come help me, support me.

Miguel's eyes showed a little bewilderment. He didn't fully understand Karen's answer, but his professionalism made him instinctively feel that it was very advanced.

If before he just felt that Karen's ability in other areas was indeed superior to his own, but he also had expertise in a specific track, then now, he clearly felt that he was ruthlessly crushed by Karen on his specialty track up.

Savor this answer carefully, is this an admission of mistake? Is this confession? No, this clearly explains what is called the freshest and most extreme flattery.

The implication is that I have a pious cause of order in my heart, and I know you have it too, and we both resonate with each other, so I can choose the most direct and most conducive to the development of the cause of order in my attitude towards you.

Miguel turned his head to look at the whipman, he saw that the corner of the whipman's mouth curved, and the whipman was smiling.

If it is said how much resentment and dissatisfaction Foden had with Karen before, then how comfortable he is now.

Personal joys, sorrows, sorrows, and even honors and disgraces, what are they worth in front of a truly great cause?

He knew that he was once again seen through by the young man in front of him, but this time, he didn't care, really didn't care.

Because when Karen uttered these words, the original strict superior-subordinate relationship was virtually blurred, and he seemed to be a partner and partner working together for a common ambition.

It's normal that Miguel doesn't understand this, because it involves... a pattern.

After Karen saw the God of Order sitting with his back to the era, his heart, the way he looked at interpersonal relationships, and even the way he looked at the world, changed.

What is there to argue about, what is there to be cautious about?

As devout followers of Order, we obviously have more important things to do.

"Karen, I really want to tear you apart, so you better pray that you can always perform well and make me think you are useful. I can give you special treatment, but the premise is that you have to keep proving to me that You are eligible to match this treatment."

"You'll see."

"Okay, I'll watch." Foden pointed down and asked, "Don't you need to go down to direct?"

"Returning to you, the battle plan has been formulated very carefully and carefully, and the accident plan is also very comprehensive, so the next offensive will be done step by step. Unless there are special circumstances other than the accident plan, I don't need to give extra command."

"Not to accompany me on purpose?"

Karen replied: "Please forgive me, in the eyes of my subordinates, fighting is more important than being with you."

"Okay, Miguel, set up a table here. Since our commander is free, tell me about the battle situation next to me, so that I can see what this battle is like. style of play.

However, there is one thing that has been agreed in advance..." Foden looked at Karen, "I am only responsible for watching, no matter what I say later, don't be shaken, I don't do things for outsiders to interfere with insiders. "

"Yes, please rest assured."

Miguel went to the carriage and moved the small table and chairs, and put the snacks and drinks in the carriage.

After Foden sat down, Karen also sat down beside him. As for Miguel, he stood beside him and poured the wine.

This situation made the Secretary-General feel very sad. Who would have thought that the young man who had to introduce and arrange for himself to get time alone with the whip-wielding person not long ago can now rely on his ability and status, and the executive The whip people sat together.

Karen said to Little Connor next to her, "Go ahead and show Auggie how to fly."

"OK."

Little Kangna ran up to the position of the dragon's head, held Auggie's dragon horn with one hand, squatted down, reached out and patted Auggie's forehead: "Big stupid dragon, fly as I said, don't fly randomly! , or we might be shot down."

Karen felt that, as a mascot and morale booster, the whip-wielding Frost Dragon was definitely more effective than his own little bone dragon.

At least, now I don't have to worry about the three regular regiments retaining their strength. In the Cult of Kosmos, no one dares to fool the whipman, unless they are mentally prepared to go to the Tribunal of Kosmos.

While the battlefield was still laying out, Karen told the whipman about the current strength composition of the two sides, and analyzed the advantages and disadvantages of the enemy and ourselves.

Foden was listening very carefully, and occasionally asked a few questions. He didn't mind showing his "ignorance" in front of his subordinates.

Of course, this is limited to the current environment, and to Karen at this time.

It's very much like a private tour group, with the whip-handler being the visitor and Karen the tour guide.

In the process of narrating, Karen also tried his best to be as detailed and appropriate as possible, highlighting the fun.

He knew that Foden didn't know how to fight, and his mentality was similar to his own before going to the battlefield, so he could clearly perceive what Foden wanted to hear.

Finally, the battlefield is laid out.

Next, is the official contact.

The Ninth Army launched an attack on the Zuomaisi Mountains from the position of the four lines. The first thing the two sides started was a long-range battle.

The magic crystal cannon, which Order has always been proud of, can't exert the same effect in front of the enemy's solid fortifications. The defender's powerful counterattack has caused the two sides to fall into a seesaw and stalemate.

The precious magic crystal cannon, which has always been known as the safest artillery battalion, has suffered damage that was invisible before.

Discover the enemy's long-range output position and suppress the strike while the enemy is doing the same thing as you.

Because it can't be too close to the front line, the situation on the enemy's side cannot be clearly known, but the scene of one's own artillery positions being continuously attacked can be clearly seen.

Foden said: "Are you putting our Whip of Order Legion in the least stressful position?"

The long-range attack troops of the three regular regiments suffered great damage, but the pressure on the Whip of Order Legion directly below was significantly lower, and the attack frequency on the ground below was also significantly lower than that of the other three regular regiments, and they had been providing stable with the output.

Karen explained: "This is mainly because our Whip of Order Corps has good equipment and good logistical support, and the rationing rate of our artillery golden armored dragon tortoise is very high. In this kind of artillery battle, the dragon tortoise can provide artillery with a higher Defense and mobility.

Secondly, our soldiers have higher quality, better training and more advanced tactics.

In fact, the pressure we face is the greatest, but we can hit the enemy's long-range output points more accurately, so it seems that we have encountered the least attack. "

Hearing this, Foden picked up his glass and took a sip.

Who do you rely on for the soldiers and equipment of the Whip of Order Legion?

With such a good acceptance result, the person in charge felt the joy of being an investor, or the joy of being a funder.

It's just that the whip bearer doesn't know that the main reason why the artillery battalion here is so powerful is that it is an evil god who directs the artillery strikes.

Although the defenders are backed by fortifications, the Whip of Order Legion has Kevin, who has opened up the full picture of the battlefield.

Some of the enemy's fire output points were intended to be hidden on purpose, or to switch positions. In short, they may be targeted before they have time to fire.

Over time, the frontal line of defense, which was supposed to be the tightest defense, became one-sided and passive.

All kinds of long-range war equipment were transported here from the rear for replenishment, in an attempt to rebuild the balance of firepower here like the other three lines of defense. The speed of replenishment was far lower than the speed of consumption, and it became a refueling tactic instead.

However, the enemy commander has already mobilized more defensive forces and entered the fortifications to wait. They know very well that since Order has the best artillery suppression here, there is a high probability that Order will choose to break through here next.

Finally, the second phase begins.

Although the three regular regiments failed to form fire suppression, they still followed the original plan, and together with the Whip of Order Legion, launched a ground push against the enemy's position.

The battlefield immediately became lively and lively.

The brilliance and magnificence of spells, the roaring and crushing of formations, the roaring and roaring of monsters...

It seems that from this moment, this whole world has been pulled into a chaotic time and space, and the sky and the earth are trembling crazily.

It's just that this kind of excitement can't make people happy, because the basis of its existence is that it doesn't know how many flesh and blood lives are rapidly collapsing and dying at this moment.

Even the most precious order knights were used without any scruples, and they launched rounds of charges against the enemy's positions in an organized manner. Looking from a high altitude, they looked like black earth dragons constantly piercing through this place. A rolling mountain range.

They are powerful, like sharp knives, they constantly stab into the enemy's body fiercely, digging out a large piece of flesh and blood, but they are also fragile, after all, the opposite side is a defensive position carefully arranged by the enemy. Too many targeted measures that can be used intensively can take a toll on the Knight Battalion.

The undead horses were constantly cut, and the knights on the horses melted together with their excellent armor.

These casualties are increasing as the offensive continues.

But even so, although the enemy's position has been pushed in a lot, the enemy's distance has collapsed, and the order's victory is still far away.

The hand of the whipman holding the wine glass did not visibly tremble, but the surface of the wine in the glass rippled slightly.

Although he doesn't understand military affairs, at this time, he can also see that if he continues to fight, it will be difficult to obtain substantial progress except for increasing casualties.

He was also very puzzled, did the young man sitting next to him use this reckless all-in method to win the previous victories with high cost performance?

But Foden still held back, he pinched his fingers, Miguel delivered the cigar, and when Miguel handed Karen the cigar, Karen refused.

Foden said: "I remember you would."

Karen replied: "Whipkeeper, I can't do it now." Then, Karen pointed to his chest, "I feel very distressed now."

"War, that's what it is," Foden said.

After finishing speaking, Foden suddenly felt it was funny, this kid was so distressed about something, and he was still comforting him to take it easy, even though all he was consuming was his hard-earned family property.

Look away, so you can continue to defeat my family?

The enemy began to gradually shrink the outer defensive positions, adopting layers of defense to block and kill the attacker as much as possible.

And the attacker is still constantly pouring in the combat power in their hands, like a gambler who is over the top, and must follow to the end at all costs.

The battle also lasted from morning to afternoon, approaching dusk.

On the battlefield, damaged war equipment and mutilated corpses can be seen everywhere, but the number of offensive rounds has not decreased, but has continued to increase.

Foden rejected Miguel's suggestion to eat, he couldn't eat.

But he still refrained from interfering with Karen, even if it was a verbal inquiry. When Karen wanted to explain and explain something several times, he was directly interrupted by Foden:

"You are the conductor, I just watch."

Karen was really moved in his heart. Such a patron...is really rare in the world, and such a boss is even rarer.

Pushing it up, Karen felt that the high priest would have the same personality, otherwise he would not be able to bring out such an excellent leadership team including Foden.

When Karen left Raylan, Rathmah was in jail in Roja City.

So Karen has never experienced the Cult of Kosmos under Rathma, but this is nothing to regret, because he quite likes the Cult of Kosmos under Norton.

From Cardinal Crede, Captain Da'an, to the Whiphand, they all have the kind of traits that I can clearly feel, even the rebel Merindi, who almost bombed herself and Neo. She died, but Karen still kept her body, leaving room for "reviving" her, because she also had the same characteristics.

Against the background of the return of the gods, it is the luck of Order that the Cult of Order has such a leadership team.

...

The supreme commander here at the position of the command platform in the Zuomais Mountains frowned until now.

The subordinates around him felt joy and joy at the almost lost attack operation of Order, but the haze in his heart was getting thicker and thicker.

He couldn't understand why Order was fighting like this...

But he was even more convinced that the young commander opposite, who was very young but had an extremely impressive resume, was definitely not an idiot!

According to the report from the front, a fully grown Frost Dragon was observed flying in the air.

Whose mount is that? It's really easy to guess, besides, that one just participated in the peace talks held in the desert.

Therefore, the only reasonable explanation that the commander can think of now is that the young man lost his head because he was eager to express himself in front of his boss.

The whipman himself didn't expect that his arrival could actually play a role in confusing the battlefield. To a certain extent, it also helped and promoted the implementation of Karen's core plan.

And because of his existence, the three regular regiment leaders really watched the soaring casualties under their command, but they dare not ask Karen if they want to suspend such a crazy offensive?

...

"Snapped!"

Neo opened a bottle of veterinary potion and fed it to the undead warhorse under his crotch. After half of the feeding, he picked it up again and gave himself a few mouthfuls.

"Huh?"

There was a look of surprise in Neo's eyes, as if he had discovered a new continent.

The psychotropic medicine used by humans has long been resistant to it, so why didn't you think of trying it for animals before?

Behind him, a team that has been resting since the beginning of the war and has not participated in the attack at all, began to feed their horses this kind of medicine with extremely side effects. At the same time, they also took specific medicines themselves.

Count Recar looked at Neo, waiting for Neo's order.

In fact, he had tentatively asked Neo several times before, but Neo rejected them because the timing was not yet ripe.

Count Recar didn't want his young master's family background to continue to wear down in this mountain range. After all, Karen was the son-in-law of his Allen family. He had an "elderly" perspective, um, although he didn't dare to have too much.

But Neo doesn't care about these, he only pursues this one blow to win, otherwise all the previous efforts and sacrifices will be meaningless.

Finally, Neo drew Karen's sword of Diamans.

There was no pre-battle speech, no mobilization, just simply holding up the sword, and then instigated the horse under the crotch to start the charge. Behind him, this new force immediately followed, and the horse's hoof left a dense string of undead fire on the ground, like a Death's scythe suddenly cut into the enemy's heart!

The original stalemate and order were destroyed because of its appearance, and the sudden explosion on the local battlefield made it impossible for the defenders, who were also tired of defense, to stop, and could only let the enemy penetrate through the breach in their defense line.

And this enemy didn't want to expand the breach to find a response to the main attacking force, they moved forward bravely, and aimed directly at the core area!

Inside the handsome tent.

Pu'er saw the crow flying in, and said to Mrs. Gandillo beside him, "It's time to start."

Mrs. Gandillo suspended a crystal in front of Rachel, and Rachel slowly opened her eyes under the light, but her eyes were all blank.

"Let the gun of evil enter a state of silence."

The lax copper coin on Rachel's head shone with light, making Rachel's gaze change from dazed to dull and sluggish.

She nodded:

"Silence..."

...

podium.

The supreme commander of the Lax God Cult received a report from the front line. No, standing in his position, he could see the black that was rushing here from a distance with the naked eye.

"Is this your last resort? You really let me down."

Originally, I thought that the young man on the opposite side would be an extremely difficult opponent, and I made careful preparations, but when we actually confronted each other, how did I feel that it was all the innocence of young people?

The life and the commanders of the Earth Legion who were defeated by that young man before, how stupid must they be to lose in such a miserable way?

"My lord, the enemy's offensive in several other directions is still fierce. It will take some time for our troops on the front line to organize their reinforcements. Do you want to send a reserve team to stop it?"

"They are too fast, and the reserve team may not be able to stop them. If the two sides get mixed together, it will affect the performance of the evil gun.

Hehe, since they have been raining for so long and are betting on this thunder, then I will let that young man see how his thunder was easily snuffed out by us.

Send an order to clear the obstacles along the way, and order the frontline troops not to stop them, and let this team in.

I want to use the long spear I taught to cleanse the evil from Order. "

"Yes, sir!"

"Yes, sir!"

...

The assault troops led by Neo are still charging at the fastest speed. Neo, who is at the forefront, clearly senses that the enemy's blocking force has disappeared at once, and the obstacles in front of him have also been removed, as if deliberately giving himself Same way here.

Hehe, is this to clear the field for using the power of the artifact?

Generally, any commander with a normal mind would sense something is wrong at this time, and instinctively realize that there may be a huge trap ahead, but even if this assault force continues to maintain the same charge momentum, the enemy will still understand;

After all, the battle has come to this point, and there is no room for everyone to turn back. Even if they know that there is a problem ahead, they still have to continue to rush forward.

"Boom!!!"

The brilliance flickered, a beam of light rose in the core area, and on the sky, another sunset seemed to appear.

A huge spear stood in front of the assault troops, and the breath of death permeated the air instantly.

The priests on the side of the Lax God Cult have already shown an expectant look, waiting for the scene where the believers of Order will be harvested.

...

"It's an artifact!" Miguel exclaimed, "They put the artifact on the ground!"

As an attack-attribute artifact, the Gun of Evil is relatively well preserved. It is quite high in terms of the grade of the artifact. The power it can trigger is naturally terrifying.

"What are you screaming for?"

Foden glared at his secretary, and Miguel immediately shrank his neck and took half a step back.

Originally, the whipman was a little nervous, heartbroken and puzzled, but now, with the appearance of the artifact, he felt relieved, because when the artifact appeared, he noticed that Karen breathed a sigh of relief.

...

The coercion of the artifact has poured out.

Although almost everyone in the assault troop had taken spiritual potions, when faced with the sudden appearance of the artifact, most of them also had expressions of despair and pain on their faces, but no one lagged behind or retreated because of this.

Neo was not nervous at all, just like Karen, he became more relaxed when he saw the gun of evil raised.

At this time, the scene when he chatted with Eisen's family members yesterday suddenly appeared in his mind. He remembered that he said that sentence, which is very suitable for use here.

Neo yelled:

"Believers of Order, the time has come for the God of Order to test us! The great God of Order must have opened up a smooth path for us to advance, let us follow in his footsteps and charge!!!"

A tragic atmosphere permeates here.

The faces of many Lax priests also restrained their banter and became dignified. No matter what the outcome is, the courage and sacrifice shown by followers of Order on the battlefield, even as opponents, they have to be respected.

But soon, this joyous part of the winner versus the loser... collapsed.

Because they were shocked to find that when the locals were getting closer and almost rushed in front of them, the Gun of Evil still didn't make any further moves!

What jokes, respect, respect, all these emotions have gone to hell at this moment, leaving only the most sincere panic:

"It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over!"

"boom!"

The assault force rushed into the core area of ​​the enemy's defensive position.

This place is the key to the entire defense system, fortification clusters, defensive formations, wounded treatment, communication hubs, personnel dispatching... including the purpose of this war, which is related to the teleportation formation positioning station of half of the coalition logistics supply base. it's here.

It was supposed to be the strongest and the least likely to be threatened, but now, it is the weakest and the most unbearable.

The civil servants, array mages, sorcerers, priests...including the wounded here, when they face an organized order cavalry in the form of an army formation, what awaits them is a one-sided massacre.

The outer battlefield suddenly fell into a brief silence.

The silence made the whip bearer look down curiously. At this moment, it seemed that many people's heartbeats were slowed down.

It seems to have been a long time, and it seems to be very short... It's like a person suddenly went into a convulsion, was revived again, and the body's perception began to recover.

This is a follow-up reaction to the destruction of the core area, which has spread to the outer positions.

The enemy began to become disorganized at a speed visible to the naked eye. Some were retreating to help, some were shifting and breaking through, and some chose to stick to it after losing the protection of their friendly forces.

On the side of Order, after almost a day of fierce fighting, faced with the situation and the rapid downfall of themselves, they burst out with a strong will to fight. The commanders of each legion and the lower-level officers almost collectively issued an order to advance.

The battlefield is boiling again, but this time, it is a unilateral carnival on the side of order.

"Win? We won, we won!"

Miguel clenched his fists and started cheering regardless of his professional image.

At this moment, even a layman can clearly see that the balance of this battle has slipped one-sidedly.

After cheering, Miguel did not forget to pick up the message Karen heard when he introduced the situation to the whipman earlier, or the excessive excitement made him forget where he heard the news in his mind:

Miguel said to the whipman:

"After this battle is over, the coalition's logistics will be in turmoil, which will directly affect the overall situation of the war!"

Karen breathed a sigh of relief and pursed his lips. Then he felt thirsty. He lowered his head, looking for water to drink, but saw a water glass being handed to him. When he reached out to take it, he thought it was Miguel who handed it to him. His own Karen froze for a moment, only to realize that it was Foden who handed the water.

"Unfortunately, I will lose a young and talking coachman, which will make my journey less fun and more boring and boring.

It's very lucky that God's Cult can have young people like you, I can see it in you..."

What Foden originally wanted to say was that he saw the shadow of the former high priest;

But these words cannot be said casually, so he almost subconsciously wanted to switch to seeing the shadow of himself when he was young.

But my young self doesn't know how to fight at all, so saying this will make me look a little ugly.

"...I saw the future of my Kosmos."

"Thank you for your compliment, Whipkeeper. Whip, for the sake of order."

Karen's spirit was also a little sluggish, and the supposedly powerful slogan was a little sloppy this time. He raised the water glass and wanted to drink water, but his wrist was caught by the whipman.

Karen looked at the whipman with some doubts, but saw that the whipman bent down, tore off a corner from Ogi's scales under his feet, and put it into Karen's water glass. The scales of the Frost Dragon have a cold attribute, and the water glass Immediately, ice fog rose from the wall.

"Remember, you like to drink ice water."