Several people who appeared in the Barcelona Barracks were wearing the robes of the Holy Church, and judging from their appearance, they were of considerable status. [New][~]\\
Even the Holy Church has gotten involved...
Piasson seemed lost in thought.
The battle between the Holy Church and the Dragon Clan is still ongoing. It is said that both sides have deployed forbidden powers. The Church has used secret methods to communicate with Paradise and summoned Battle Angel to join the fight, gradually gaining the upper hand.
These Battle Angel are nothing short of fighting machines, extremely terrifying. They wield the most powerful light energy, and each of them is proficient in both magic and martial arts. Their attack and defense capabilities surpass those of ordinary human powerhouses by countless times.
Will the Holy Church's priests also join the battle tonight?
In other words, Armando's confidence stems from this?
So... what should we do?
Piasson began to feel anxious.
If the Holy Church were to mobilize the Battle Angel, then perhaps the defenses of Chambord City would truly crumble. If even this last city of Zenit were to fall, then the Zenit Empire would truly be destroyed forever.
As he walked and pondered, Piasson turned around and arrived at his tent in the blink of an eye.
No one is allowed to enter without my order.
"Yes, young general," the guard replied loudly, chest puffed out and head held high.
Piasson went into the tent.
The air inside was warm and humid. The two girls immediately woke up from their dozing and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw it was Piasson.
The Silver Moon Knight looked up and smiled at the two girls whose expressions were somewhat calm.
The two girls, dressed in thick cotton-padded coats, had been wolfing down their food and were now in much better condition, showing no signs of having been violated at all—in fact, Piasson hadn't touched them at all; the commotion the officer and soldiers had heard earlier was just an illusion.
My lord, you're back?
The two girls, upon seeing Piasson, rushed over as if they had seen a savior, overjoyed.
Piasson had already probed the two girls' backgrounds. [ ][ ]
Their parents had both died at the hands of the Barcelona people, and they hated Barcelona to the core. They were loyal and trustworthy Zenit, so they didn't waste any time and called the two women closer, explaining their guesses to them in detail.
"Excuse me, "Piasson said with a serious expression, "This matter is very important. I will find a way to send you to Chambord City in a moment. Be sure to convey the message to the King of Chambord as soon as possible so that they can make preparations."
Rest assured, sir, even if it means our deaths, we will fulfill your request.
The girl's eyes flashed with hatred as she spoke firmly.
Piasson sighed softly upon hearing this.
Children in chaotic times often suffer tragic fates, and the destiny of the Zenit Empire may well rest on the shoulders of these two vulnerable women.
With a smile on his face, he gently helped them tidy their messy hair and said with a laugh, "Silly girls, no, you won't die. Live well and wait for the day the empire is restored."
Sir, then you...
Yes, sir, why don't you come with us? Staying in the Barcelona Barracks camp is too dangerous.
The two girls urged them on.
Having spent less than a day together, the two young girls could no longer forget the handsome and extraordinary young man who had rescued them from the jaws of death. A subtle feeling was growing uncontrollably in the hearts of the two pure girls.
Piasson shook his head.
He cannot leave yet.
Staying in the Barcelona Barracks might have a greater purpose.
Now that he's already been branded a traitor, he doesn't care anymore.
He had intended to entrust the secret scroll to the two girls, but he worried that something might go wrong and it wouldn't reach King of Chambord. In the end, he decided against it and decided it would be better to wait for a better opportunity to hand it over to King of Chambord himself, since this matter was of great importance.
"You two might have to suffer a bit in a little while..." Piasson said, looking at the two girls.
Twenty minutes later. [ ]
When the woman's angry curses, screams, and groans inside the tent finally ceased, Piasson dragged two mangled 'corpses' out.
Only their slightly twitching limbs seemed to indicate that the two poor women were not dead.
The guards and soldiers around him stared at Piasson as if he were a monster. They never imagined that this seemingly gentle and handsome young general would be so tyrannical and cruel, with sadistic tendencies, torturing the two women to such a gruesome state.
Bah, you two ungrateful bitches.
Piasson cursed under his breath, his face contorted in a ferocious grimace.
He dragged the two half-dead women out of the camp, leaving a trail of bloody mess on the ground.
Upon reaching the Zuli River, Piasson beckoned two soldiers who were driving away Zenit refugees over and ordered, "Throw these two wretches over to the opposite wall as well, so the Chambord people can see what happens to those who don't surrender or resist. Remember, don't kill them. Heh heh, I want to see if the Chambord people will save these two wretches!"
Yes, young general, don't worry.
The soldier was horrified when he saw the two women's mangled bodies; he almost vomited up his half-digested dinner. He thought to himself, "This young general is really ruthless."
Soon, the two girls were lifted onto a wooden cart and, along with other injured and starving Zenit refugees, were driven towards the walls of Chambord City across the river.
This kind of thing happens every day.
Especially tonight, a large number of Zenit refugees were driven to the other side in an attempt to disrupt the defenses of the Chambord Archipelago.
Piasson watched from the shore for a while before turning around with a sinister grin and following the bloody path back to the Barcelona camp.
At that moment, a deafening drumbeat suddenly resounded throughout the camp.
A large number of troops began to assemble.
The moment of attack seems imminent.
Hmm? There seems to be some unusual activity on the other end?
The sound of drums startled Robben, who was taking a nap in his armor. As the guard on duty tonight, he dared not be negligent. He immediately got up and went to the enemy tower. Looking across at the enemy camp, he saw it was brightly lit and bustling with activity.
Less than a few minutes later.
Best, Brook, and old Arjen, among others, also rushed to the front lines upon hearing the news.
Prepare for battle. Old Arjen observed for a while and said, " The Barcelona team's formation is complex but not chaotic, cohesive but not scattered. Their morale is rising and their momentum is increasing. It seems they are about to launch a real attack. We may be facing a fierce battle."
Had they found a way to counter the twenty golden magic puppets? Robben was astonished.
It's hard to say for sure. The people of Barcelona have been gathering strength for so many days, they must be planning something. Let's wait and see. After Old Arjen issued a series of orders, the Chambord Army on the city walls immediately began to move.
"Should we activate other magical puppets?" Best asked, frowning.
Let's wait and see. It's best to wait until His King returns and strive for a decisive victory to completely defeat the Barcelona, lest they recover. Old Arjen possesses a composure that remains unchanged even when Mount Tai collapses before him, and he is not misled by external factors or appearances. He is indeed a rare military talent.
"Should we temporarily stop accepting refugees into the city?" Best suddenly asked.
Continue to receive them. These are the bravest and most loyal people of Zenit. They have suffered countless humiliations and hardships at the hands of the Barcelona people, and are on the verge of death. As the last bastion of the Zenit Empire, we cannot let them lose heart or their last hope. Besides, they will be affected once the battle begins.
Old Arjen without hesitation, his voice firm.
"Haha, good, strategist, I admire that about you very much. "Best laughed heartily.
After a while.
boom!
A barrage of terrifying magical flames shot into the sky from the front lines of the Barcelona camp, crashing down on Chambord City like a raging storm.
Everyone's expression changed drastically.
The people of Barcelona are truly malicious.
While such an attack might not be able to take over Chambord City, it would likely cause immediate disaster for the tens of thousands of refugees below the city walls.
The city's protective shield will be activated at 50% capacity to increase its radiation range.
As Old Arjen's voice remained calm and collected, the military commander beside him waved a magical command flag.
Buzz buzz buzz!
Amidst a slight tremor, a layer of orange-yellow light spread out from the city wall, expanding two thousand meters, enveloping all the refugees below who were plunged into despair and panic.
Boom boom boom!!
The endless barrage of magic crashed into the protective shield, exploding like fireworks.
Some refugees who had closed their eyes and awaited death couldn't help but cheer and jump for joy upon seeing this scene. The thin layer of light, like an impenetrable fortress, gave them an unprecedented sense of security.
Chambord City has never abandoned the Zenit people.
Countless people were moved to tears of gratitude.
Cheers and shouts of gratitude echoed continuously below the city walls.
Please don't panic. Listen to our instructions and enter the city in order.
A samurai shouted from the top of Chambord City.
Soon, the flames of a magical Teleport flickered below the city walls. With the help of Star-Rank Warrior Leap down from the walls, tens of thousands of refugees helped each other, without scrambling or chaos, their eyes glistening with tears, as they entered the magical Teleport in an orderly fashion.
Some Barcelona spies mixed in with the crowd also tried to incite chaos and create disorder...
However, the female Rogue from the Diablo World were now incredibly powerful, like miniature Valkyrie of Elena. Standing atop the city walls, they easily killed the troublemakers with their bows and arrows.
In the distance, extremely powerful auras rose from the Barcelona camp.
Four or five of them actually faintly reached the realm of an Extreme Dao expert.
A battle is about to begin.
My lord, two girls are requesting an audience with you from below the city walls. They say they have extremely important information to report to His Majesty the King in person. Suddenly, a soldier runs up to the city wall to report to old Arjen.
A girl? Old Arjen was taken aback.
Yes, they said they had escaped from Barracks in Barcelona and had something extremely urgent to report.
"Let them come up." Old Arjen thought for a moment and agreed.
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