"These people from the Warlock Nation are all watching us," Luo Lan suddenly muttered to Zhou Qi beside him as they walked on the streets of Winston City.
Big Bluff, Luo Lan, and the others headed north. They passed through Yorkshire and Vaduz and arrived at Winston City.
This was because Big Bluff had received the latest information: Winston City had collapsed, and the Young Marshal had appeared.
After receiving this information, everyone rushed over without stopping. But when they arrived at Winston City, everyone was a little confused. They did not know how to find Ren Xiaosu.
After Luo Lan arrived at the Warlock Nation, he even complained to Big Bluff that the intelligence work here was too weak. How could there not be a single spy in such a big city like Winston?
The Kyung Clan had done a good job in this regard. All the strongholds in the Central Plains had to have a spy from the Kyung Clan. No matter where they went, there would be someone to receive them.
Big Bluff snapped. 'They've only wanted to counterattack the Warlock Nation in recent years. In the early years, the Northwest hadn't been unified yet, and Zhang Jinglin hadn't gone back to preside over the overall situation. Who could have thought so far ahead? It's not enough to deal with the Soong Clan every day.'
Therefore, in the early years, the intelligence work in the Northwest was mainly targeted at the Soong Clan. Other than that, it was very difficult to spare any effort to make arrangements for the Warlock Nation.
Now that they had finally started their intelligence work, the focus of their surveillance would naturally be on Ghent City and not a small place like Winston City.
Compared to Ghent City and Vaduz City, Winston City could only be considered a small city.
At this moment, they were walking on the road. From the moment they entered the door, everyone's eyes were focused on them.
It was not only the citizens of Winston City, but also the Burning Knights patrolling the streets.
However, the Burning Knights did not seem to be able to figure them out and did not dare to approach them for a while.
"We're really the center of attention." Zhou Qi sighed. "Who was the one who came up with the rotten idea to enter the Warlock Nation without changing?"
"I know," P5092 replied calmly.
Before entering Winston City, everyone had wanted to steal some clothes from the farms outside Vaduz. However, P5092 said he did not want to trade.
Therefore, everyone was wearing eye-catching blue jackets. They looked extremely out of place on the streets of Winston.
Due to the backwardness of textile and dyeing techniques, the entire Sorcerer Kingdom's clothing colors were still very monotonous.
Wizards liked to wear black wizard robes, not because they wanted to be mysterious, but because black was the noblest color to choose from.
Moreover, Luo Lan and the others were not only wearing eye-catching windbreaker jackets, they were also carrying large metal boxes in their hands and carrying backpacks that were half the height of a person on their backs...
The citizens of Winston City looked at them as if they were looking at an alien civilization.
P5092 said, "We're not here to integrate into their world. We're here to look for Young Marshal, so it'll be better if we meet up with him first."
"Is that why you chose to make such a sensational entrance?" Zhou Qi said helplessly.
"Mhm, if Young Marshal is still in this city, he'll find out about our arrival very soon." P5092 said, "We don't have any intelligence base in this city, so instead of slowly looking for Young Marshal, we might as well magnify our target and get Young Marshal to come looking for us."
"But aren't you afraid that the people of the Warlock Nation will gang up on us?" Zhou Qi complained.
P5092 shook his head calmly. "What's there to be afraid of? If Young Marshal is here, he can handle it alone. If he's not here, we'll just retreat. Without firearms and explosives, there aren't many people who can stop us. If a conflict really breaks out, Luo Lan's heroic spirits will set up machine gun positions to cover our retreat. We can just leave. "
"You make it sound so easy …."
"You and Luo Lan both have heavy machine guns in their suitcases. Ji Zi 'ang and Wang Yun have even specially brought heavy machine gun ammunition with them. Do we still have to be afraid of the cavalry?" P5092 explained, "Don't worry, I've already gotten Wang Yun and Ji Zi 'ang to climb the city walls last night and record a map of the entire city. I've done some rough calculations, and there are more than a dozen ways to safely evacuate."
These people had abandoned their vehicles and traveled on foot ever since they left the border of Fortress 178. Initially, everyone wanted to travel light, but P5092 had requested that they bring heavy weapons. It was as though he had already expected such a situation to occur.
Fortunately, everyone was a supernatural being, so carrying heavy loads was not a problem for them at all.
Luo Lan thought for a moment and said, "But are we going to have to use all the weapons we brought from so far away here?"
P5092 explained, "Don't worry, as long as we find our Young Marshal, it's equivalent to finding the armory. We won't run out of ammunition."
Big Bluff added, "Mhm, when the Young Marshal was at Stronghold 144, he took at least 20 heavy machine guns with him, not to mention the bullets. Those things aren't worth much in the Northwest. Not only that, he even took eight fuel-air grenades with him. When he went to the Zhou Clan, he even asked for a batch of firearms from the Zhou Clan. He even got dozens of boxes of grenades. "
Luo Lan gasped. "It's fine if y 'all went to the Zhou Clan to kidnap someone, but you even asked for weapons from them? And the Zhou Clan really gave them to them? "
"What else could they do? Since the Young Marshal has asked, they can't possibly refuse, right? Those Zhou fellas are afraid of death," Big Bluff said with a chuckle.
"Then what should we do next? Are we just going to stand here and wait for Xiaosu to come looking for us?" Zhou Qi asked.
P5092 glanced at Big Bluff. "Let's begin."
Zhou Qi was speechless.
'What are you talking about? Let's begin? What the hell are y' all trying to do? '
In the end, everyone watched as Big Bluff placed the metal box he was holding on the ground. After removing the safety, he took out the RPG launcher and a grenade.
"It's the church in the middle of Winston City. Blast it at the roof. If the Young Marshal is in town, he'll definitely see it," P5092 instructed.
Zhou Qi was speechless.
Luo Lan was speechless.
Zhou Qi and Luo Lan's jaws dropped. They wanted to say something but hesitated. Before this, Luo Lan felt that he was already arrogant enough. But why did someone even more arrogant than him suddenly pop out of nowhere?!
The Burning Knight, who was standing guard at the side, also felt that something was amiss. They hurriedly went to seal off the city gates as though they wanted to keep Big Bluff and the others in Winston City.
Then they waited for the patriarch's orders.
"Big Bluff, wait." Zhou Qi stopped him. "Are we really not going to reconsider?"
Big Bluff shrugged. "After we enter the Warlock Nation, P5092 will be the commander. I'm just following orders, so it's useless for you to tell me."
P5092 turned to look at Zhou Qi and said in a serious tone, "All operations must have a purpose. What we need to do now is to find the Young Marshal and do the right thing in the simplest way. That's what it means to be a commander."
"I understand what you're saying, but why do I not quite understand what you're trying to do now?" Zhou Qi felt a little troubled.
…
The Winston family's Hymn Knight regiment had already set off for the west. They would be setting up a defensive line there to prevent the Voss clan from interfering with the main battlefield.
Some people had predicted that the Winston and Voss clans would be bathed in blood before the Norman and Tudor clans even started fighting on the main battlefield.
For the past 200 years, although the Winston family was backed by the Berkley family, they still had a certain degree of autonomy.
But when the civil war started, the Berkley family had basically taken over the entire southern part of the Warlock Nation from the moment Patriarch Berkley took his first step into Winston City.
The mighty Winston family could only become a horse tied to the front of a war chariot.
Where the war chariot would go depended entirely on the reins and whips.
The Winston Cathedral had become a temporary military command center. All military and political orders would be reported here and then passed on to Patriarch Berkley after he made a decision.
Meanwhile, Patriarch Berkley was still standing in front of the burning brazier, summarizing the constant feedback from the outside world.
As the flames flickered, the wizard statues standing around the cathedral swayed along with the light as though they had come to life.
"It's finally time to reap the fruits of the hard work and planning of our ancestors." Patriarch Berkley said in the silence, "It's time for the decadent Tudor and Norman clans to give up the Eye of Truth in their hands."
Holding the golden stone in his hand, he slowly chanted an incantation. A silhouette in the brazier gradually became clear. The person said respectfully, "Patriarch, what can I do for you?"
"Spread the news to every corner of Ghent City. Tell everyone that the little wizard, Meg, is leading his team there. The Tudor family has tried to kill him several times, but they have never succeeded," Patriarch Berkley said calmly.
The intelligence did not mention Middle Earth, and Ren Xiaosu's name was not mentioned at all.
The Tudor family's reputation would be rubbed on the ground because of this news. The family that had stood for 200 years would definitely make Meg disappear in history at all costs.
By then, the Middle Earth force behind Meg would definitely confront the Tudor family head-on.
Therefore, after careful consideration, Patriarch Berkley felt that he could look forward to Ren Xiaosu's performance.
The only unfortunate thing was that he had thought that the other party was a member of the Norman family, so he had spent a lot of money to give Mego the Golden Eye of Truth in exchange for the enmity between the Norman family and the Tudor family.
As a result, the Golden Eye of Truth had been wasted!
However, Patriarch Berkley immediately came up with another plan.
He summoned another lurker through the brazier again. "You go and inform the Norman family that Donnery's Golden Eye of Truth is in Meg's hands!"
After delivering the news, Patriarch Berkley even smiled. He wanted to see how the young man from Middle Earth would deal with the siege of two top families.
The Middle Earth force did seem powerful, but in the hands of Michelle Grantham Berkley, they could only be a chess piece.
Right at this moment, the roar of an explosion came from above Patriarch Berkley's head. He saw that the top of the church had been blasted open in broad daylight!
The cannonball landed squarely on the spire of the church. Even the confident smile on Berkley's face was blown away.
The explosion was so loud that it resonated inside the church. The head of the Berkley family felt that his ears were buzzing, as if someone had covered his ears with a thick piece of cotton cloth, and he could not hear anything clearly.
Large pieces of bricks and stones began to fall. The old building without the support of steel was shaking under the tremendous impact.
The exquisite sculptures in the church were knocked down one after another. Watching the arm of his father's sculpture being broken, the head of the Berkley family watched as his father's sculpture was smashed into pieces by another brick …
Dust and bricks fell from the sky. Fortunately, Patriarch Berkley was strong-willed. He roared and chanted a spell, finishing all the incantations before the bricks and stones hit him.
Dozens of golden fire-winged Garudas flew up to the sky behind him, blocking all the falling things for him.
Garuda was the exclusive witchcraft of the Winston family, but Patriarch Berkley had asked for the spell and the meditation map a long time ago, and Patriarch Winston dared not disobey him.
Patriarch Berkley was indeed a genius wizard. Standing in the church and controlling the Garuda, he was not afraid of the impact of the explosion at all.
At this moment, a team of Burning Knights risked their lives and rushed into the church. They wanted to interweave the spears in their hands above Patriarch Berkley's head to prevent him from being hurt by the stones.
However, Patriarch Berkley pushed them away angrily. "What happened?! Who attacked the church?! "
"Master, someone just reported that some unknown people have arrived in Winston City. Judging from their clothes, they don't look like they're from here. It's very likely that they're from the Middle Earth," a knight captain reported.
The aftermath of the RPG bombing of the church had gradually stopped. Patriarch Berkley strode outside. "Go, surround them! Middle Earth people are too much! Prepare the horses and gather the Knight Legion. I'm going to punish these arrogant people myself! "
For a moment, one group of Burning Knights surrounded Luo Lan and the others, and the other group began to gather in front of the church.
However, before they finished gathering, Patriarch Berkley saw that a certain part of the city wall in the distance suddenly turned into sand.
The wall made of green bricks and stones turned into a pile of fine sand and flowed down, and a gap was forcibly opened up.
The heavy machine guns roared, and the dull thuds sounded like mockery from purgatory.
Before this, the Burning Knights had blocked all the exits of the city, and even the city gate had been tightly shut, for fear that Luo Lan and the others would escape.
In the end, there was not a single normal person among the visitors from Middle Earth. It was as if none of them liked to go through the main gate, and they just had to destroy the city wall!
In just two weeks, the city wall of Winston City had been destroyed for the third time!
Patriarch Berkley looked in the direction of the city wall with a pale face. A Burning Knight rode to the door of the church and shouted, "Patriarch, I don't know how those people destroyed the city wall. They have terrifying weapons from Middle Earth, and the cavalry can't get close at all. Before we surrounded them, they all left through the gap in the city wall. "
"Then what are you doing? Just watching them leave?" Patriarch Berkley asked in disbelief.
"They left some golden silhouettes behind to control the weapons. After those people left, the golden silhouettes ran away like rabbits, and we couldn't catch them at all! Once we rushed forward, they immediately turned back and used their weapons to suppress us. Patriarch, the Knight Legion has suffered too many casualties! "the Burning Knight said in a hurry.
"How many casualties?" Patriarch Berkley asked.
The Burning Knight hesitated for a moment and said, "Roughly, the Burning Knights have suffered more than 500 casualties. Those weapons are so powerful that they can break a person's leg if hit. I'm afraid they can't go on the battlefield anymore. But most importantly … "
"Don't hesitate," Patriarch Berkley said angrily. "Finish it in one breath."
"The most important thing is that three wizards died, and two of them were your sons." The Burning Knight bit the bullet and said.
The three wizards were temporary reinforcements. They had wanted to launch a counterattack with spells after they got close, but the range of the heavy machine guns was too far.
Generally speaking, the maximum range of normal witchcraft was only a few hundred meters or a kilometer. For example, Inferior Fireball could only reach about 100 meters, while Garuda could cover a kilometer.
This range was already pretty good. It would definitely be enough even in a large-scale war. Cavalry could only be suppressed by witchcraft.
However, among the mainstream heavy machine guns, the one with the shortest killing range was at least one kilometer. Most of the machine guns had a killing range of up to three kilometers …
So before the three wizards could even get close, they were already riddled with holes by the heavy machine gun bullets.
Patriarch Berkley was covered in dust as he rode on his horse. He clenched his teeth and said after a moment of silence, "Did they say or do anything before they attacked?"
"When these people first entered the city, they did ask the citizens some questions," Burning Knight replied. "They seemed to be looking for their Young Marshal."
Patriarch Berkley felt helpless when he heard this. Wang Wenyan had told him that Ren Xiaosu was the Young Marshal of Fortress 178.
So these people were here to look for Ren Xiaosu!
Patriarch Berkley could not understand. Had these people from Fortress 178 taken the wrong medicine? Why were they all so lawless?
He had just treated the Central Plains forces as pawns, but before he could even feel smug for two minutes, they had already come over and demolished his church! What?
Couldn't they just make him happy? Did you people from the Central Plains have nothing better to do? Why did you come all the way to the Warlock Nation to wreak havoc? Did the city walls offend you?
Just as the enemies from the north were about to arrive, the city walls were destroyed three times and could not be mended.
How the fuck were they supposed to continue fighting?!
"Retreat. Retreat south to Vaduz," Patriarch Berkley said coldly.
"Patriarch, aren't we going after those people?" Burning Knight asked.
"No." Patriarch Berkley sneered. "They'll definitely continue heading north. Let the Tudors and Normans worry about it."
"Father, they destroyed our city walls. Are we just going to let them go?" a young wizard next to him asked.
This wizard was holding the red Eye of Truth and had been standing guard outside the cathedral all this while. It was obvious he was one of Patriarch Berkley's favorite sons. He might even be one of the candidates to be the next patriarch.
Patriarch Berkley explained to him, "If we go after them now, we'll probably encounter the Tudor Knight's troops heading south. You have to remember that you mustn't be emotional on the battlefield. All decisions must be made with victory as the goal."
"Understood. Thank you for your teachings, Father." The young man nodded. "It's indeed a little disadvantageous for us if we go out of the city and encounter the Tudors at this time."
"Mhm, it's good that you understand." Patriarch Berkley was someone who knew when to let go. At this moment, he seriously considered it and said, "It's too late to repair Winston City. We can't fight the Tudors with a broken city, so returning to Vaduz is the wisest choice."
"Then if we retreat, it'll be equivalent to giving up the Winston clan's territory. Will they be willing to do that?" the young man asked.
Patriarch Berkley sneered and said, "We'll help them fight back in the future."
To be honest, Patriarch Berkley also felt very uncomfortable. Before they could even see the shadow of the Tudor Knight's troops, they had already been forced to retreat by a group of inexplicable people.
What a sin!
However, just as the Berkley clan was retreating south, Patriarch Berkley suddenly made another preparation. He sent two troops to the Norman clan and the Tudor clan respectively. No one knew what kind of mission these two troops were shouldering.
…
At the same time that Winston's city wall was destroyed for the third time, Ren Xiaosu's side had reaped another two batches of Tudor Knight's troops. Then, he disappeared into the wilderness with Qian Weining and the others, completely out of the Tudor clan's sight.
At this time, the legend about Mego had already spread like wildfire in Ghent City. Some people said that he was a low-key genius wizard who could single-handedly destroy the 800 Tudor Knight's troops.
Some people also said that he was the illegitimate son of the Norman clan, that he had been taught by the top wizards, and that he had long mastered the Norman clan's Air Blast spell to perfection.
There were also people who said that Mego and the Tudor Family became enemies because of the hatred of stealing his wife. Previously, the Tudor Family had deliberately sent him to the frontier fortress, but in the end, due to a great opportunity, he became a Great Wizard in two years.
This time, Mego had returned to Ghent City to stir up a storm of blood with the Tudor clan.
Anyway, there were all kinds of rumors, and each of them had some basis in fact. They were not completely groundless.
Now, almost everyone in Ghent City knew that the Tudor clan had spent a lot of manpower and resources to hunt down Mego, but they had never succeeded.
Moreover, Mego had hundreds of loyal Knight followers by his side.
Among these different versions of the story, people naturally preferred the grass-roots version.
A little Sorcerer single-handedly challenged a top noble family. This kind of story of a grassroots counterattack was simply too popular. Everyone dreamed of becoming a Sorcerer one day. In the entire Sorcerer Kingdom, those who dreamed of becoming a Sorcerer all hoped that one day they could be like Mego, making the top noble families feel helpless.
When people drank and danced in the tavern, they would all become animated whenever someone talked about it.
Outside the clamor, Mego stood at a sewage outlet outside Ghent City and asked, "Do I really have to go in?"
The sewage outlet in front of him was as tall as a person. Looking in from the outside, there was no end to the pitch-black hole inside.
The place reeked, and there were rats running quickly on the ground. They were not afraid of humans at all.
Chen Jingshu looked at Mego and replied, "Ghent City is under martial law now. If you want to sneak into the city quietly, you have to go through here. Don't worry, you'll find another world from here. It's even livelier and more prosperous than the surface of Ghent City where you've lived before. "
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