Black sail

Chapter 564 CXCVIII. The Great Destruction of the Ten Directions
Crocodile Island dominates Silvermoon City and is in a very awkward position. Its baggage supply will be cut off by Zoth, and it faces encirclement and suppression by the Resistance, dog pirates, and even religious forces.

We can only defend, not fight.

Fortunately, we have sufficient supplies, more than enough to last until the end of the martial arts competition on the mainland.

But recently, the roar of dragons outside the city has been shaking the earth, and soldiers in the camp are often awakened at night, their hearts broken.

The Alan army has fought many battles, so what kind of battles have they not seen? But Mulon is really scared recently.

The army, which had been triumphant and domineering in Mulong, suddenly suffered a reversal and became a turtle in a jar, with a huge psychological gap.

Such a situation has rarely occurred in the nearly thirty years of history of New Alan. They have always been engaged in field positional battles and rarely suffered defeat.

During its heyday, it even conquered the Far East, cut down trees to build ships, engaged in metallurgy and forged knives, and established a bridgehead in Port of Heaven.

The bandit troops in the early days of the founding of the country were naturally undisciplined and bloody villains, but the current disciplined army is not afraid of death, but this foreign desert, even just east of the narrow sea, separated from Aram by a few strategic buffer functional small countries, has fallen into such a dangerous situation.

What is more terrifying than death is the growing nightmare of terror and the psychological pressure of self-suggestion. The veterans are okay, but the young men who have just joined the army are just ordinary people who have killed people.

In their eyes, the Mulon resistance was a group of indigenous barbarians and the pirates were a mob. However... with the appearance of two dragons, all this changed.

It was as if I had returned to the time when I was immature and was warned by my elders how dangerous the East China Sea was. That exotic overseas place was shrouded in the mystery of the Far East.

Alexander was even more sleepless.

Because the Drifting City has canals for irrigation, and its branches extend into some underground rivers, except for the bone-burying wasteland, the living conditions are not that bad as long as there are people, and there are tenacious plants to resist the wind and sand.

Although the precipitation in Mulong is not very substantial, there are some reservoir lakes.

Silvermoon City got its name from a large reservoir lake in the city that is shaped like a crescent moon.

There are now three lieutenant generals in the city, a number of other officers of varying ranks, and three thousand armored soldiers.

Although the automatic rifle has been successfully developed and has strong destructive and penetrating power, even armor without magic pattern circuits and armor mixed with magic energy materials worn by ordinary soldiers cannot be penetrated by bullets, and at most can only leave a mark.

Therefore, it can be regarded as a dimensionality reduction attack against the ancient Mulon light cavalry who were still wearing leather armor and equipped with sabers.

Next to the Silver Moon Lake, this lake was once the private property of the local lord, and a luxurious mansion was built beside the lake.

The clear lake water reflects the ripples, and under the pebbles and various round glass crystals, it does not look like a city surrounded by enemies, but more like a leisurely seaside resort.

Crocodile Island stayed comfortably under the parasol, lying on a chair, and let two local beauties of Mulong massage his legs and shoulders. He was not wearing armor, but a well-tailored black officer uniform, and his short golden hair stood up like steel needles.

The lieutenant general who came to report on the recent situation was speechless. Crocodile Island is really patient.

Everything shouldn't have been like this. As long as Black Rock City stood there, the army's equipment and supplies could be transported there continuously, making it invincible.

It’s a pity that the leader of the 18th Sword of Time Squadron is too cruel.

Although they didn't take things too far and completely break off relations between the military and the Church, it was almost the same. Several soldiers did die due to "accidents", but the soldiers from Black Rock City, Salt Lake City, and the rest who did not have time to retreat were forcibly detained by Zote as prisoners and humiliated.

The reason is blasphemy against the Dragon Lord, so he is temporarily detained. After Mu Long’s matter is settled, we will return to Alan to make a decision.

Beatings and serious injuries were inevitable in the process, and the secret agents in the sect claimed that it was the Pope himself who urged this matter, and that he wanted to give a severe slap in the face of the military government in Mulong and even give a severe slap in the face of the emperor in the martial arts competition on the continent.

With the full support of the Pope himself, the leader of the 18th formation is no pushover.

Originally coming to Mulong from Crocodile Island was a lucrative job, but now it has turned into a tough job where one has to take the blame.

Perhaps Crocodile Island also has an idea in mind. The military committee represented by Augustus will conduct a comprehensive assessment of the matters that each general is responsible for.

It's not that you will lose your head just by losing a battle, but if you lose all the winnable battles, you will be tried by a military court. At the very least, you will be demoted by several ranks, and at the worst, you will be declared dead for treason.

To be honest, given the current situation on Crocodile Island, if an assessment is conducted, it will not work unless the emperor himself comes. There will definitely be punishment, but the general's rank may still be retained.

After the lieutenant general contacted the Aran military, the reply he received was that the Eternal Sect was too rampant and was no longer an ordinary charlatan, and that heavy blows must be taken.

However, it was the time for a martial arts competition on the mainland, and to spoil the emperor's fun at this time could only be like an old man eating arsenic and thinking his life was too long.

Although Augustus, the acting chairman of the Military Committee, can make most decisions without consulting the emperor, the army commander and the commander can also make decisions without consulting the emperor.

However, the martial arts competition on the mainland is a critical time for the military's internal strife every year. By selecting the strongest people from these competitions, they can carry out blood transfusion and reconstruction to alleviate the corruption problem.

This is a big question, a game of selecting people to take sides, a game between the army, navy and other services, there is no time for internal fighting, we can only pity the small island.

Besides, Mulon is just one of Alan's many battles, and the others are also busy. As we all know, if you don't have strong connections, you won't be allowed to fight a battle that can be won. In a situation where you are clearly here to take the blame, no one would come to reinforce and lower my KDA score.

In short, Crocodile Island must resolutely implement and carry it out thoroughly, even if the sky falls, we must wait until the martial arts competition is over.

Of course the military did not understand the Pope's tricks. If they knew, Xiaodao would be blessed. But they did not know that the Pope wanted the two dragon heads to be used for a birthday celebration, so that the champion would convert to the sect and give the emperor a slap in the face.

"The leader of the 18th formation has set up camp 50 miles behind the city. It seems that he is not going to attack us. Instead, he wants to help us deal with those pirates and resistance forces."

The lieutenant general reported to Crocodile Island.

This is a very delicate situation. The Holy See wants to steal the credit from the military. In that case, the Holy See will have the upper hand in the friction between the Holy See and the royal court, and will have more say in the future.

We must not lose face, and try to keep the death toll below a hundred. We can falsify the number, at most two or three hundred deaths, which is the limit, and it will become a big deal.

If the royal court and the sect fight, the loss will be more than a hundred Mulons.

At this moment, the massage girl's sharp nails accidentally poked Crocodile's thigh.

Without any nonsense, Crocodile Island slapped the girl in the face, knocking her to the ground. Her nose was bleeding, and the girl kept begging for mercy.

"How do you do things?"

Crocodile Island wiped his hands with the silk scarf handed to him by another girl. Fortunately, he was a kind and gentle man. If it were someone else, it would not be a matter of just a slap.

Seeing the girl hugging her legs and begging for mercy, Crocodile Island kicked her away and did not pursue the matter any further.

"I don't care about this. I just want to know where those two dragons came from. Aren't flying dragons mostly unintelligent creatures? Even if there are any, they are arrogant. How could they be willing to be controlled by others, let alone pirates..." Crocodile Island really couldn't figure it out.

The current situation was a small matter for him, otherwise he would have been a general in vain. He had encountered situations that were ten times more dangerous than this, and only the occasional dragon roar would shake the morale of the army.

"I have reported to the headquarters and learned some hidden secrets. One of the dragons is nowhere to be found, but based on the unique purple flame dragon breath, the military's expert team suspects that it is a dragon that was more active during the Enigma period."

The lieutenant general said so.

Crocodile Island raised his eyebrows. The Enigma period? That was seven or eight hundred years ago. He had never encountered a dragon before. But seeing those so-called top-level groups in the Adventurer's Guild, they could handle dragon disasters. They were probably just big guys with brute force and some natural magic.

"What about the other one?"

The people of Crocodile Island were already furious with Li Site, and it was unbelievable that this guy had two dragons. He was planning to establish a country in the East China Sea.

Before the promotion movement started last year, Crocodile Island took the second trial train from Dawn Harbor back to the imperial capital. Within two days, news came that the East China Sea desperado had committed a century-long robbery, and he became a plague victim on Pluto.

They had been paying attention to Li Site for a long time. When the East China Sea changed its owner, Crocodile Island still admired this guy. They could guess that Li Site came to Mulong to be a gun for Lostra or several other old powers. Considering the arrival of the Holy See, they came up with the idea of ​​mediating relations with Li Site, driving the tiger to devour the wolf, and getting Li Site to turn against them and help. After the success, they would also get praise from the military.

It's a pity that Lao Li is not sensible. Crocodile Island treats him like his first love, but Lao Li abuses him thousands of times.

He is really a fucking gambler. This kind of madman has no idea when to stop. I don’t know how badly he will fall in the end. He thinks he can be a rich man in the East China Sea, but he is really looking for death.

"It's the material of a court sorcerer..."

The lieutenant general didn't finish his words.

"Is that the guy?"

Crocodile Island was shocked. If that was really the case, it would be so easy. He could just let that person send someone to retrieve the dragon pet and solve his own problems at the same time. With that person's mediation, the military and the civil officials headed by the court sorcerers still had a harmonious relationship. Even if they were not very close, they were definitely closer than those mud-demon-mad people in the Holy See.

The lieutenant general shook his head. It would be better if it was that person. "He is also a member of the Upper House of the Tower Alliance, Eustaco. He is known as the Uncrowned Tower Master. His voice in the Tower Alliance is second only to the Eleven Pavilion. He has a close relationship with the Tower Master of the Flying Dragon Tower."

Crocodile Island was silent for a while.

Flying Dragon Tower?
Crocodile Island is not very concerned about those things. There are many tall towers left over from the ancient era on the Western Continent. The eleven tallest towers are just relatively famous. In fact, there are many ancient era ruins, and warlocks like to go to those places.

The Flying Dragon Tower is one of the tallest towers, reaching into the sky. However, according to legend, it is just a tooth of a fallen dragon in ancient times. Even so, it is still hundreds of miles high.

"and then?"

Crocodile Island asked the lieutenant general.

"Most of the funds for Eustaco's research on dragons came from the national treasury. As for where the dragon came from, there is no way to know, but it is a state-owned asset. Anti-imperialists stole it and joined forces with foreign forces to transport it overseas. There are many people involved. If we want to investigate thoroughly, we have to expose many anti-imperialists in the royal court, including high-ranking officials. Therefore, it has been carried out in secret all along, and we are extremely cautious to avoid causing any disturbance. The commander also warned me not to spread it around, and I can only tell you, hoping that it will be helpful for your actions in Mulong."

The lieutenant general said calmly.

Crocodile Island is in a state of panic, and it is useless to offer any help. Those people are trying to gain benefits by taking advantage of the mainland's military competition and offering all support other than help, and now they have to take the blame.

There is no other way. Black Rock City is blocked by the Eighteen Corps. Due to the falling out, reinforcements cannot be mobilized. Considering that Alan is expanding very quickly and making enemies everywhere, it is powerless and can only rely on itself. How can it last until the end of the martial arts competition?

For Crocodile Island, the war situation is not important. What matters most is whether the railway tariff and territorial sovereignty can be maintained.

Just wait for those idiots to fight. The railway will be completed sooner or later anyway. Even if I die, there will still be people coming to Mulon to build the project. It's just a matter of sharing the profits with the government. The current government is very obedient, and Uporio is very rebellious. It's okay to let the 18th Fleet do it. Just survive.

The Vatican is rich enough to rival a country, and it does so many outrageous things because everyone knows that the Pope is a face-sitter and does not seek the best, but only the most expensive. It may be that the many technological advances in recent years have driven him crazy.

Let the eighteen formations fight. The sect gets face, and the royal court gets substance, which is good.

Crocodile Island will not allow itself to become a victim of the tiger's throwing and the dragon's taking. It will just refuse to admit its responsibility afterwards and continue to show off to the Vatican. It wants to play the trick of fighting without breaking and find other scapegoats. As long as the section along the railway is Alan territory and it has sovereignty, it will be fine.

If Crocodile Island knew the truth about the birthday celebration, he would definitely go out of the city and kill Zote first.

It's a pity that it can't be replaced.

At this moment, in Mulong, Salt Lake City.

Zote was ready for battle, carrying his nameless sword with him, ready to show his might.

"There's a whistle. Is the Vatican's special train coming?"

Zote asked the adjutant.

This operation was carried out with the Pope's personal instructions, and both money and people were available.

Now, whether it is Black Rock City, Salt Lake City, or even the Coral Highlands, with the high welfare benefits donated by the Vatican, the people of the country are at peace.

The influence of the local religion, Holy Allah, is getting weaker and weaker. It's a pity that the man with the broken hand came to seek revenge that day. Zote is a man who never breaks his promise, so he let the goddess of the cult run away. There are signs of rebound in the future, but it's not a big problem. In front of money, the truth has to remain silent.

"Yes, the heavy armor you wore in the final battle in the royal city, and the evil dragon judge sent by the Pope are also here."

the adjutant replied.

Zote was stunned for a moment, which was extremely rare, as if the past had caught up with him after decades, but it was fleeting. "Then let's go. We must not lose our courtesy to the high-ranking officials of the Holy See."

According to Zoth's current position in the Holy See, he is only the leader of the Sword of Time formation, not yet a cardinal. In terms of official position, these so-called judges are higher than him.

But when entering Muron, one still has to listen to Zote's tuning.

Half an hour later.

Zote came into the train carriage, and after a few simple greetings, he came to the carriage where his old armor was stored and saw a sealed wooden box.

Split it in half with one knife.

Zoth never names his tools, but the strongest armed architect in Old Alan named his work, this armor, "Ten Directions Great Destruction".

(End of this chapter)