this is my ark journey

"Most of those knights have experienced the war 30 years ago and are better at guerrilla warfare. Normally, they have retreated into the plains and are ready to engage in wheel shock."

"I didn't expect Ashes to have such a high prestige that he could suppress these people with his own strength." The scholar smiled, and he didn't even need to think about who suppressed the flames of war.

"This is also his biggest threat. He can always control some people." The Pope took the words without any hypocrisy.

If Ashes is just one person, no matter how strong he is, it doesn't matter. Killing people is a double-edged sword. Even if he is strong enough to kill a million people, he will only become the enemy of the earth.

Humans, immortals, them, all existences will unite to kill Ashes, let hatred spread like fire, the more you kill, the more enemies you will have.

But Ashes had a clear goal, and he didn't let anyone who should be killed be killed, and he didn't lightly attack those who shouldn't be killed. In this way, the earth was divided and the snowball got bigger and bigger.

Unite the majority and attack the small group, this is the real dragon-slaying technique.

The pope opened his arms and embraced the distance: "So let's start, let human blood fill the canyon, ignite hatred, and use those despicable desires to fight against the conspiracy. Once this spiral of hatred starts, no manpower can stop it!"

"Got it, he can only do the same trick again, and in that way—" the scholar took out the horn and paused for a moment deliberately.

"Then it's time for us to play." The emperor gave the answer.

This is an infallible united front, intertwined with each other's demands, and who cares about the price paid for it?

"Your Excellency, you can take out the Queen's secret order. Don't worry, there will be no accidents." The scholar gave the final order, wait a moment, the snow on the mountain trembled with the movement in the distance.

The queen's secret order, let's go to war!

The giant phonograph in the fortress shone brightly, and the target was the Casimir outpost on the opposite side. The track of the land ship started, and there was a deafening 'click' sound.

The gate opened slowly, the black stream of iron marched forward, and the military boots made the ground tremble.

Casimir didn't give way too much. They had already noticed the movement. The knights were gathering on the reverse slope, but it looked a little messy.

Whether to fight or go, the knights have not yet reached a consensus, and Margaret Linguang has been labeled as 'incompetent'.

How can the knights take advantage of the maneuverability of this terrain and dare to attack the enemy's bullets?

But it's too late to run now, unless you leave all your luggage behind, but what's the difference between that and collapse.

Casimir was doomed, the best choice was to resist steadily, retreat into the plain and then counterattack, while the few people on the top of the mountain were engrossed, because the knight did not retreat, so there must be something to rely on.

"Come out, it will be too late after the attack is launched." The scholar kept murmuring, there were five legions below, and it would not be easy to repeat the same trick to drive them away. Instead, he hesitated if Ashes showed up, let the cannon fodder go first Or do it directly.

Letania's land ship has already driven out of the fortress, like a chain boat packed the canyon to the brim, and used the steel body to provide cover for the infantry behind, so slow, heavy and unstoppable pressure.

Except for the sound of the wind and the tracks, there were no other sounds in the mountains, and even the three strong men held their breaths until the Pope suddenly raised his head.

"problem occurs."

"Huh?" The other two looked at the same time, as if they were disturbed.

There was no panic on the pope's face. He had already received a message from the Grand Inquisitor when he found the ashes had arrived.

"I have determined the location of Ashes, he is not here."

Not in the barracks?

Both the scholar and the emperor were a little startled, and then asked, "Where did he escape?"

This is their biggest hidden danger. If Ashes gets the news, he will definitely run away if his IQ is normal. If Ashes cannot be killed, half of the plan will fail.

The Pope's kind expression became strange, and he looked at the scholar.

"Marquis of Hoffenheim, within your tower."

what?

The elegant man didn't come to his senses for a moment, and it took a long time before he confirmed that he had heard correctly.

ah?My home was stolen?

Chapter 430 Ashes, You Must Die Here!

Just as Ren didn't expect the pope and the emperor to come in person, the scholar didn't expect Ashes to be so bold. He was trying to find him, but he passed by and ran behind his butt without making a sound.

This......

A scholar, an emperor, and a pope looked at each other speechlessly, which meant that so many plans and so many preparations were all a battle of wits and courage against the air, just like a joke.

"As expected of Ashes, you really have extraordinary courage." The scholar coughed lightly to hold his respect, paused for a few seconds, and then sighed:

"But giving up a million for the sake of one is nothing more than that."

Ashes slipped away, taking these poor Casimir knights as bait, and without Ashes, this war would be without their hands, and the Letanians themselves could crush it.

"Are we going to break up here?" Fyodor glanced at the two of them. He came all the way from Fort St. Jun, and he didn't come all the way to kill the twin empresses.

The Pope didn't say a word, and thought for a while in silence, as if thinking about the meaning in a cathedral, with no sadness or joy on his face.

"Three hundred kilometers, it will take an hour to drive there."

"Forget it, the Lateran Tribunal can last half an hour, and the remaining half hour is enough for him to disappear into the mountains." The emperor was in a slump, and was about to go back home, but his footsteps stopped suddenly.

The eyes of the three met. There are no fools here, let alone fools. They grasped the lives and deaths of thousands of people, and instantly discovered a blind spot.

Why did Ashes show up?Why break into the tower?

"Looks like you can give it a try." The scholar adjusted his glasses, the reflections from the lenses blocked his pupils, "Excessive emotions are Ashes' biggest weakness, he can escape without a trace, but the people around him can't. "

There was a bit of contempt in the unruly, and he poured too much emotion into the chess pieces, he didn't look like someone who would do big things.

"We must try." The Pope gave the answer ponderingly. A mere war could not satisfy his appetite. It would be a pity that such a chess game of three countries would end hastily.

Even the bloody oars who died in the canyon were no match for Ashes' finger.

"With his personality, he might not run away, and he might not know we're here." Fyodor said hesitantly, staring at the Pope.

Only the Grand Inquisitor knows the overall plan. If she doesn't say anything, Ashes can't react in a short time, let alone send away a few oil bottles.

"Erica is a devout believer, and the Grand Inquisitor is not afraid of torture." The Pope replied decisively.

"Then what are you waiting for? It's still too late!" Fyodor said no more nonsense, turned around and disappeared into the autumn wind.

The remaining two people first glanced at the army that filled the canyon, and then disappeared on the top of the mountain. This is a must-kill situation, so you have to try it no matter what!

Came quietly, walked quietly, as if it had never been in the past, but a shadow swayed a thousand meters away, countless lines slowly converged into a person, and a girl in a dark chest-length dress strolled out.

She glanced at the top of the mountain, then at the tense battle line, hesitated for a few seconds, as if she was afraid that the person who had just left would return her carbine, and finally gritted her teeth, and walked towards the center of the canyon so boldly.

The autumn wind swayed her long black hair like a waterfall. Behind her were Cazimir Knights in a defensive formation, and in front of her was the Letania Fleet like a moving city wall.

How abrupt the black dress is on the battlefield of gold and iron horses, and the exquisite faces are also out of tune with those bloodthirsty soldiers, just like an unexpected guest suddenly barging in when the dance is approaching.

"Who is that?!"

The debate stopped on the top of the mountain, and Margaret Linguang finally escaped from the siege of a group of knight commanders.

She believed in Ren, so she stubbornly chose to stay behind, which made the knight commanders furious.

What a reckless move to put the army in danger for the promise of an outsider. If Shining hadn't grasped the hilt of the sword, they would have just prepared to remonstrate.

Yao Knight's sense of trust had been stretched to the limit, and she would leave the canyon as soon as the gunshot fired, but she would not leave. This is the price a commander must pay for the so-called 'trust'.

The sword has been unsheathed, the bow has been wound, just waiting for the fleet to cross the center line, but at this time, a person suddenly appeared in the middle of the two armies.

The intelligence officer who raised the binoculars froze for a moment, and shouted in an unbelievable tone: "That...is the Queen of the Night!!"

"Queen of the Night??"

All the knights looked at each other in blank dismay. Why did one of the twin queens appear here? With her identity, it would be impossible to take the lead in the charge. Besides, she left her back to the 'enemy'.

In a state of astonishment, only Knight Yao swayed a few times, supporting his body with his sword as if he was out of strength.

"Margaret, is this Ryan's arrangement?" Shining stepped forward to support her, with an inexplicable joy on his face.

Linguang didn't speak, but turned his head to look at his fully armed uncle, and the two of them looked at each other and nodded at the same time.

Who else but ashes?

The appearance of the twin queens was a shock to the Casimirs, but it was definitely a shock to the Letania fleet.

The landship's optical monitor froze the picture, that cold and delicate face, that blackness like a dark night, all showed her identity.

"Your Majesty? Really Your Majesty?!"

From the nobles of the tower to the sergeants, everyone was at a loss. Terra's technological level is not low, and the twin queens often appear on TV. Red turns blue, and finally turns pale.

It was this person who launched the attack according to the order. If it was true, why would the queen block the way.

"Conspiracy! This is a despicable conspiracy by the Casimirs!" After a few seconds of silence, the Duke roared violently, "The fleet moves on, leave her alone!"

How could anyone open fire on His Majesty without carrying out the order.

"It's true or not, just ask her to come up." A high-tower nobleman said sullenly. They don't mind changing the emperor, but they can't do it in full view. If they make a mistake, they won't become a public enemy.

"Stupid!" the Duke cursed, of course he knew that these support were unspoken rules, he rushed to the operating table and pushed the sergeant away.

With trembling fingers, he quickly pressed the button, and the shipboard phonograph emits a strong light, and his heart is already determined.

Fake, it must be fake, the Twin Empresses cannot return!

He was about to press the shooting button, when he suddenly felt a force hit his back, the burly body smashed the console to pieces, he stood up abruptly, drew out his long sword, and shouted sharply:

"Marquis Belling, are you going to rebel!?"

"Attack Her Majesty without authorization, you are the one who wants to rebel." The Marquis held up his staff to confront him, the automatic door behind him opened, and a steady stream of knights poured in.

"You can believe in the tricks!"

The Marquis's eyes seemed to be looking at a dead person, and he pouted slightly: "Is it a trick, you look back yourself."

Trick, trying to trick me back!

Duke Yajin narrowed his eyes, but he couldn't control his neck. He turned his head inch by inch, looked forward through the huge bulletproof glass, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

The pitch-black queen was still standing there, but there were dark shadows around her body, like countless giant arms swaying in the air.

Shadow Realm...

This is the signature skill of the Queen of the Night. It is not difficult to imitate her face, and it is also possible to imitate her temperament, but in Terra, one hand can count on one hand who can use such a powerful origin stone skill.

bang.

The long sword fell to the ground, and the strong man seemed to be drained of all his strength in an instant. When the knights rushed over and pulled out the rope in a hurry, the Duke roared like a trapped animal.

"This is your guarantee? Bastard! Bastard!!"

No one explained, and no one came back to rescue him. This canyon had been abandoned long ago. When they received the news that the Queen of the Night had appeared, the behind-the-scenes men who had already run more than 10 kilometers in [-] minutes just looked at each other silently.

It is impossible for them to turn around, and it is even more impossible for them to besiege and kill the Queen in full view. It is meaningless and will only become the sworn enemy of the two countries. Even if they kill all those tens of thousands of people, so what?

Huihui played them a trick in a superficial tactic, revealing their identities was not just for personal reasons, it had already been clearly arranged in secret.

The silver wolf needs to be rescued, and the war cannot be fought, so the three of them must be lured away to create an opportunity for the Queen of the Night.

"He's even scarier than we imagined." Fyodor didn't feel depressed, but was full of killing intent.

It's nothing more than an attack against Ashes, the cage of the 'Kingdom' was pierced so quickly, and he didn't know when the twin empresses would be released.

Scholars and the pope did not blame him, or that from the time Wren crossed the Winterling Mountains, all the planning was in the wrong direction.

Things have come to this point, the only thing to do is to stop the loss.

"Call all available forces. This is the last chance before the 'Great Tranquility'. If he is alive, the follow-up plan will be full of uncertainty." The Pope is dignified and sacred, as if he has issued orders to the knights countless times.

"Ash, you must die in Letania!!"

Chapter 430 The Bell Strikes, The King Meets

The sharp autumn wind swept in through the windows and holes, causing the white hair on the unnamed crown to dance. A two-meter-high figure sat on a high-backed chair. This was once the hall where the Marquis summoned the nobles, and it was considered magnificent.

The dark gold walls, the floor paved with three-color marble tiles, the five-story crystal lamp above the head emits soft light, and above the five-step staircase, a platinum-cast high-back chair is carved into the shape of an oak tree.

Compared with the elegant Marquis of Hohenheim, Rennes with a full set of Unknown King's equipment is more suitable for this hall. He is silent, but he releases infinite coercion.

Ren was taking a nap, but his brain didn't stop spinning, and he quickly replayed the whole incident.

Just as the Pope said, Ren also found an opportunity. He had an idea after learning that Pope Lateran and Emperor Ursus were coming.

Isn't this the best time to hit the enemy hard?

Since the contradictions cannot be reconciled, the two sides will fight to the death sooner or later. Fighting in a third country is better than him personally going to Rutland City or Fort Saint Jun. Ashes is emotional, brave and fearless, but he is not a fool.

Saving Laplande was a personal affair, and it was righteousness to use her body as a bait to give the twin queens a chance, but the real key was to solve the problem fundamentally.

Almost tired.