Below, Elden Juggernaut

"Then where are you going to hold on?"

Tang En raised his right hand and pointed his finger through the woods to the southeast: "Of course it's Fort Hyde."

The corner of Vic's mouth twitched, and he was about to ask how the Faded One managed to attack the top three strongholds in Nimgfor, but his eyes widened as he spoke.

No, most of the defenders of Hyde Fortress went to Shuihuan Village to intercept them, and the defense must be empty now.

"Wonderful, take the initiative to attack, you are a genius!"

"Where is it, I just have a little life experience." Tang En nodded, knowing that Vic had such a talent for being a quasi-king.

"You go to discuss the attack plan with Ishutoban. I suggest using a suspicious army to attack Shuixuan Village, and then use a single strong commando to infiltrate the inner center of the fort to bloom. Troops are harassing outside the city, and believe me, Grek is more anxious than we are."

"Yes, I'll go find Your Excellency Ishtopia right away!"

If there are any suggestions, just copy them all.

Vik felt that the haze had been swept away, and he turned and left excitedly. He remembered something after walking a few steps.

"Your Excellency Yixin, why don't you go with me!"

"No need."

"But this is you..."

Before he finished speaking, his sharp eyes locked on him, full of unquestionable momentum.

"I said earlier, don't be too curious when dealing with me, don't think too much, I just think it's too troublesome."

trouble?Is it troublesome to command thousands of faders and become the object of everyone's admiration?

Vic swallowed, thinking of this person's previous habits, although he felt weird, but he couldn't find any doubts, so he had to bow respectfully.

"I feel uneasy, but I will still act according to your request."

"Go!"

Tang En waved his hand and continued to give credit to the other party. It is estimated that the 'unafraid' will become a 'wise man' in a short time. As for the truth, Vic will not tell anyone.

The back of the faded person disappeared into the forest, a few blue particles emerged, and a girl in a cloak suddenly appeared behind her.

She is still mysterious, and her spiritual movement is difficult to detect, but such a forceful appearance is completely destroyed by the croissant in her hand.

"Thank you." Tang En took the bread and the Holy Grail bottle of Red Dew Drops, took a mouthful of the red medicine, and ate the bread. "Melina, your ability is quite useful for running around."

Melina's eyes widened slightly, and there was a bit of fierceness in the dullness.

"Use this supreme ability for shopping, thank you for thinking of it."

"Hahaha, there is no distinction between strength and weakness, there are only good ones and bad ones." Tang En laughed out loud. To be honest, Melina's ability is no less than that of any demigod.

Writing Spiritualization, reading it as subspace movement, if you can own it, you will undoubtedly become the most terrifying assassin in the borderland.

"Okay, you have heard the conversation just now, do you have any thoughts?"

Melina remained silent, and it took a long time before she replied, "It's despicable, but it's also very useful. It makes me wonder what's going on in your mind."

"Excellent award, do you still think I can't kill Greco?"

"Well, you still have a huge gap in strength, but—" Melina paused, with the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if she was smiling.

"I'm looking forward to what's next."

/ / / /

Chapter 160 The advantage is mine!

boom--

In the gust of wind, lightning whistled, and a fleeting glare illuminated a majestic city.

'Screen Castle' Stonewell is still as huge and heavy, and the walls are still full of potholes, which are the imprints left by the Sacred Tree Army ten years ago. Grek's king's flag fluttered, and heavily armed sentries patrolled back and forth.

The wound crossbow was shining coldly, the arrows of the spear were thick enough to pierce through any armor, and the catapult on the tower was loaded with fire cans, enough to turn any attacker into a roast.

The fortress remains impregnable, at least not by faders lacking coordination and heavy weapons.

Even if you climb over the city wall, you still have to face crossfire, as well as counter-charges from golems, trolls, and knights. Anyone with a little military knowledge will know what the end will be.

Besides, Stonewell now is different from ten years ago. In addition to knights and soldiers, there are also magicians wearing glow stone sets standing on the commanding heights, with the words 'indestructible' almost written on their faces.

Across the city wall, there are still several gallows erected beside the flat square, and the dried corpses are swaying back and forth. Judging from the gorgeous clothes, these are nobles.

A huge figure is standing in front of the gallows, as if admiring this 'art'.

He wore a gorgeous cloak, his back was swollen like a hunchback, his gray hair was dry, his cheeks were thin, and he looked like he had a weak kidney.

The corpse was shaking back and forth, and some foul-smelling juice splashed on his clothes, but the man not only didn't feel sick, but instead laughed strangely:

"Stupid people, revenge against the faded is the common interest of the borderlands, and who is expected to stand on their side?"

Those who opposed the war have already been hanged. This is also the power of Grek as the lord of Ningmgfu. When there is the premise of mutual benefit and love, this power is no longer a decoration.

"Yes, Your Highness. In the past ten years, the faders have gone too far." A lost knight stepped forward, holding his helmet and holding his straight sword. It was Owen, the leader who had met Tang En once.

"It's a pity that the people above can't understand, how can these humble existences become the king of Elden, hum, wanting me to be sacrificed, this is an insult in itself!"

"That's right, those fading people who are reckless and disorganized have no chance of becoming kings, but the longer the time drags on, the worse it will be for us."

Greg turned around slowly, the huge body was extremely oppressive, he stroked the drooping hair with his hand, and asked lightly: "Are you talking about dementia?"

"Well, this disease has already appeared in the army. I just treated two sick soldiers." Owen took a deep breath, showing an aggrieved expression.

"Today they are soldiers, and tomorrow they may be knights. In the end, there may only be a few people in this huge fortress who can maintain normality. At that time, the faders will be unstoppable, and our lives will become their stepping stones."

The mildest symptom of a person suffering from dementia is autism, and without subordinates, a dignified demigod will become a bare commander, and the towering city walls become worthless.

'How unfair the fate is, why should the noble blood become the stepping stone of the humble. '

Greg lowered his eyes. He knew very well that if he didn't have a fortress, he would be dealt with by the faders sooner or later. Can the proud Marenia and the others survive?

Impossible, the horror of faders lies in snowballing. They become stronger as they fight. Relying on Rune, they can surpass demigods in a short period of time.

Grek despises faders, but he also values ​​faders, or would not consider them prime prey.

"Fortunately, it's still early. We still have the ability to say 'no'. As long as we fight together, we can drive out these locusts!"

The knight lowered his head, apparently agreeing with his master's statement. Judging from Rodel's attitude, the supreme will has not completely given up on the demigods.

They still have what it takes to be kings of Elden, and the gods don't care which side wins.

"We are too far apart from each other. If there is a noble person who can hold high the flag and let the faders retire from this competition..."

boom!

Greg cracked the floor with one foot, raised his head and said, "That can only be me!"

Although it has become a bit ugly, it has to be said that Grek's domineering spirit is still quite strong. Including the commander of the lost knights, the soldiers on the square bowed their heads in respect.

This feeling is exciting, as if the dignity trampled by Marenia has returned.

"Let's go, tell everyone the news of the counterattack, justice will be carried out by me, Greg!"

"As ordered."

The two walked into Stonewell's palace. In the hall, knights in full armor stood on all sides, and in the center were dozens of well-dressed nobles.

Basically, all the nobles of Ningmgfu came, and if the head of the family didn't come, he would send an heir. Of course, the premise was that Greg had a good sense of proportion.

If you don't fight against the faders, everyone doesn't have the heart to kill the scrap lord, what if he is chopped off and used for limb grafting; if Greg declares war on all the faders, then everyone will not follow to die.

These careful thoughts could not be hidden from Greg, but the nobles gathered together made him very satisfied. He vaguely remembered that when he escaped from Rodel, the nobles of Nimgov welcomed him in the same way. Unfortunately, his authority disappeared later. .

So I have to thank you, faders!

"Your Highness." The nobles stood up and saluted in unison, regardless of whether it was sincere or not, they always wanted to give face.

But this time Greg became calm. He just said 'Thank you' in a flattering way, and then pressed his hands down to let the nobles sit back on their chairs.

Then, he nodded slightly to the middle-aged knight standing on the other side of the hall: "Darian, let's start."

It was a Grecian knight. The difference was that the shoulder armor and chest guard were golden, and he was much taller. As the wings of Stonewell, who was named after Owen, Darian was better at military strategy.

As an old man from Rodel, he was of course loyal, so he picked up the long pole and opened the curtain on the wall, revealing a huge and detailed map of Ningmgfu inside.

"Everyone, please look." He pointed the long pole at the location of Shuihuan Village on the map, and said in a calm tone: "The Hyde family has sent troops to occupy Shuihuan Village, blocking the way to Gelid, and the other end With Stonewell, it is impossible for those lowly Faded to escape from Nimgolf."

Everyone nodded slightly. The terrain of Ningmgfu is easy to come in and difficult to get out. There are blocks at both ends, unless the faders jump into the sea to escape.

"Can Shuihuan Village withstand it? Those faded people are as humble as they are humble, and they still have some strength to fight their lives." Some nobles couldn't help asking.

The knight turned his head and saw a blond boy, and immediately understood why he had problems.

This is the heir of the Hyde family, Kenneth Hyde, and their family bears all the pressure in Shuihuan Village.

"No problem. Shuihuan Village is easy to defend and difficult to attack. As soon as the battle starts, I will lead the cavalry along the road to the east, and it will be enough to arrive within two days."

"But what if there is a fader blocking the way?"

"Thirteen military depots have been set up along the way. I will only move forward and never stop to delay time. Your Excellency Kenneth, is there any question?"

The young man shook his head. He was most afraid of Gregor playing the trick of "friends are in danger and immovable like a mountain", but after thinking about it, it would not do him any good.

If those faded ones escaped to Galid, with their growth rate, who would be able to stand up when they came back to seek revenge?

"Then I'll continue." The unsmiling knight turned his attention back, and tapped the long stick back and forth on the map, "The deployment of this battle is indeed like the snake of Changshan, with Shuichuang Village as the head and Stonewell as the tail, The weeping peninsula is in the middle, hit the head and the tail will come, hit the tail and the head will come, hit the center and the first will come, it is like an iron wall enclosing, the faded ones cannot escape from the palm."

popping...

There was a burst of applause in the hall. Everyone was a little confident when they heard this unclear deployment, while Greg showed a smug smile. He hadn't heard such applause for a long time.

But he can't afford to lose this battle, if he loses, he is ready to eat and wait to die, so he asked again:

"Darian, what if the faders don't fight?"

The applause stopped immediately. Everyone knew that faders were good at fighting in small groups, and it was a headache to run around.

"Your Highness, I have already made a plan. As long as the lords guard your castle, I will naturally send a suppression team. In this way, they will die faster."

"Tell me in detail." Gregor didn't shy away from it. It is impossible for the nobles to have traitors.

"Yes, through my careful calculations, faders are better at fighting alone, one-on-one has an absolute advantage, ten against ten can be tied, but one hundred against one hundred, the advantage lies with me."

This is right on point. When there are too many people, it is necessary to rely on the formation, and the formation requires long-term practice and exquisite command. There is no class distinction for faders. Without a period of training, it is impossible to go to the battlefield.

popping...

The applause became more enthusiastic. It sounds like the chances of winning are extremely high. Only fools would not make a deal that pays nothing. If they win, everyone is a hero.

Gregor stood up slowly amid the applause, turned his head, with a little smile on his face, and pressed his hands down to stop the applause, and this sense of control made people excited.

Looking at the focused and awe-inspiring faces, he said slowly: "I can't find the right words to express my expectations for you, but at the junction, our rule has been around for a long time, and it is the golden order. In part, the vacant throne is also the property of the Golden Dynasty."

"Your ancestors all had military exploits, and most of them came from Rodel's entrustment. How can we let a group of humble faders steal the honor and status we forged with blood."

The nobles clenched their fists, and the resentment in their hearts was even worse. Everyone was born to be an uncle, and they were born to be superior to others. How could such a noble person be a pig or dog hunted by others.

"In the past ten years, how many nobles and knights have been hunted and killed by them despicably." Gregor's voice became louder and louder, and finally raised the heavy golden battle axe:

"Everyone, if you don't work hard, the honor of the past will be shamed, the wealth will be wiped out, and there will be no place for us in the borderland! Come with me and defend the golden order that has existed for countless years!"

Clang——

The sound of drawing swords was connected together, and all kinds of long swords were held high, reflecting each other with the golden battle ax under the pyroxene lamp.

At least at this moment, these nobles who usually fight each other finally have a common enemy.

"Justice is up to me!"

/ / / /

Chapter 160 Start the war, start the war!

While Gregor and the nobles of Ningmgfu were fighting fiercely, in the forest a hundred miles away, the cramped Wulin Town was another scene.

There are no majestic palaces, no dazzling pyroxene lamps, a few torches illuminate the night, and the open space is full of faders.

Being pulled up in the middle of the night, dissatisfied and complaining one after another, everyone is whispering.

"What happened?"

"I don't know, who has the power to gather all the faders around Wulin Town?"

"I heard that it was Vic the Unafraid. You must give him and the round table some face. Wait and see. I heard that the captain has already gone to a meeting."