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Chapter 1024: Those who are not condemned? (Please vote for me)

"Your proposal?" Angel said in confusion. Update

The man in gray robe laughed, but at the same time, he cursed in his heart: They are all as smart as ghosts. They want to be bitches and want to build a chastity memorial. Bah, how can there be so many things in this world?

Son?

Of course the man in gray robe knew that Angel was pretending to be confused and wanted to fool him. But...

He looked at the opponent's flickering and somewhat evasive eyes, and couldn't help but sneered in his heart: If the opponent was Hadu, he might still be qualified. At that time, this little brat whose fetal hair had not yet faded, actually wanted to play tricks on the uncle?

Is he worthy?

You don’t even need to dip it in sweet bean sauce when you eat it raw~!

Furthermore, as the Northern Allied Forces pressed closer and closer, there was not much time left for them to operate.

According to his original plan, as soon as he arrived here, he should have obtained Hadou's support and then acted calmly.

After such a long time, the entire Almohad Empire has long been in control.

It's a pity that Amol and Hadou are an out-and-out old fox.

Although Amol and Hadu didn't dare to offend him, they didn't seem to be interested in the powerful power he had at that time, and they just kept pushing the envelope.

Facing this shrewd Hadou, the man in gray robe felt that his proud IQ was not enough.

That old guy seemed to be able to read people's hearts with just one glance.

And what they are planning will not be carried out at all if they cannot get Hadou's support.

In response to this, the gray-robed man could only complain privately that Hadou would lead to his own death.

As the intelligence from the front line was delivered one by one, the men in gray robes knew that there was not much time left for them.

Without a place like Almohad to gain a foothold, it would be difficult for their plans to be carried out.

Fortunately, at this time, Amol and Hadu fell.

To put it casually, you deserve it~!

All day long I only think about the art of command, and I start to talk about the bravery of soldiers fighting and the wise command of officers to win the war.

***, obviously my brain was pinched by the door~!

In this Battle of Prisca, this peerless general was slapped hard by that pretty boy~!

Fight bravely and command wisely.

There is no use in front of powerful spells~!

So many arrogant and powerful generals were blown to pieces by the opponent's magic alchemy cannon?

Although he and Lorraine were sworn enemies, when they saw each other using alchemy to create such powerful weapons of mass destruction, they were really impressed.

At the same time, there was also a little bit of pride in that emotion.

The pride of being a mage~!

Since the magic and knights became more and more developed and powerful, although the mages still received preferential treatment, it had to be admitted that due to their natural numerical disadvantage, they had gradually declined and lost their original glorious era.

That ancient glorious era of magical civilization.

That era when magicians could move mountains, fill seas and command wind and rain with just a wave of their hands.

Gradually, that era has passed.

In order to survive and perform experiments, more and more magicians have to step down from the altar, lower their noble heads, and become vassals of the powerful.

Every time during the New Year and festivals, I would use my precious magic power to put on some fireworks performances to please the common people and nobles.

mlg

d~!

The magician has actually been reduced to the same status as the clown.

How embarrassing is this?

At that time, after the battle of Prisca, it was announced to the world with the dripping blood and corpses lying under the city of Prisca.

Our mages are still the most powerful~!

Faced with the powerful magical weapon, that bastard Hadu was finally pushed to the ground and beaten severely. However, he lost so many outstanding soldiers, but he was only so angry that he bled. If he just rolled his eyes, the two of them would

Once you kick your feet, it will be even more perfect.

But having said that, if he really dies, the South will definitely be in chaos, and it will be even more difficult for him to act.

Fortunately, Nahel, the little fox, couldn't wait to replace his father.

In the eyes of the man in gray robe, this wise and mighty young master is basically just a newly hatched chick with eggshells hanging on its butt.

Proud, arrogant, complacent, arrogant, ambitious to do something big, but it was unrealistic at the time. He was the only one who took himself seriously.

However, the man in gray robe saw hope in him, so the first step he took over from Hadou in Angel was to wait here to block him, and even expressed his willingness to help him kill the enemies within.

Seeing that Angel was still pretending to be stupid in front of him, the man in gray robe couldn't help but feel a little funny, and said to himself: You know you don't have much leverage, but you still dare to pretend to be stupid? You are using your confusion as cunning.

Although that little bastard has a good father, others have to look up to his father and not bully him. At that time, he didn't mind beating this guy. He would only follow others and slap him, and then be flattered a few times.

, I thought he was really like his father, an idiot who would become a famous star in the future.

Thinking of this, the man in gray robe slowly shook his head and said regretfully: "My eldest son, I have to say that I thought you were wiser than your father, but it seemed that I was wrong at the time."

Angel raised his head slightly, looked at the man in gray robe and sneered, and thought to himself: Everyone knows that you guys have no good intentions, so using you? I will only die faster if I use you.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk...", the man in gray robe shook his head and sighed, his face hidden under the shadow of the hood had no expression, but he must have looked regretful.

Then he continued: "Do you really think you still have a chance?"

Angel smiled confidently and said, "How will you know if you don't try? It's not the tradition of our Hadou family to just surrender."

The man in gray robe chuckled and said: "Okay, young people really have courage. In this case, let me analyze the situation at hand for the eldest son. The enemy currently has 120,000 troops stationed on the north bank of the Zamibia River.

There are 400,000 troops in the north slowly moving south, recruiting surrenders and rebels along the way, and wiping out the remnants of our southern army that have not yet had time to break through.

Once they are all in position, they will cross the Zamibia River and push in to the south.

As far as I know, the only transport ships that carry grain, grass and baggage to them every day are almost lined up in a continuous line at sea.

More importantly, they had weapons like cannons, which even your father admitted would change warfare.

Don't forget, your father was defeated by Lorraine's cannon.

By the way, I don't mean any disrespect.

Even we have not yet found an effective means to deal with artillery on the battlefield. This is just a foreign invasion."

The man in gray robe raised a finger.

Angel's face looked a little ugly, and he tightened his mouth and looked at the man in gray robe with an unkind expression.

The man in gray robe raised another finger and said: "You still have internal worries. Although the Southern Army was claimed to be one hundred thousand, the available troops at that time were less than 60,000. Not to mention the losses in Prisca. Your military strength was actually only

One-tenth of the enemy."

Angel sighed dejectedly. He always had a thousand ways to deal with it. When he thought that the enemy was ten times more powerful than him, he lost all confidence.

The man in gray robe smiled proudly and said: "Of course, if you...well, our leader is General Hadou, then it goes without saying.

With his superb command and exquisite strategy, coupled with the bravery of our three armies, it is not impossible to give it a try.

At the very least, if you hurt the enemy, you can gain bargaining chips. But it seems that General Hadou will not be able to recover for a while, and the eldest son, you... your position is unstable~!"

When Angel heard the last sentence, a blazing light suddenly flashed in his pupils.

These words hurt him deeply.

He knew that the man in gray robe was exactly what he was most worried about. Although he was the heir of Hadu, he was still too young at the time, and his prestige was not enough to convince the public, and he did not have a direct army of trusted followers.

It’s okay to temporarily replace Ha Du!

At that time, Hadou's men were all proud and powerful generals.

After a long time, internal conflicts and disagreements arise, and no one will listen to him, the eldest son.

The man in gray robe patted Angel on the shoulder and said: "What's more, the second young master seems to have a different idea about you taking over the charge. I heard that the old lady likes the second young master very much."

Angel forced a smile bitterly.

The man in gray robe said: "There is a more important point. Do you think your men are united? When a disaster is approaching, no one has other ideas?"

Angel's body shook as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened and he was stunned.

If the man in gray robe hadn't mentioned it, he really wouldn't have thought of this aspect. After the man in gray robe reminded him, Angel instantly realized that this problem not only existed, but was also fatal.

With the enemy's army pressing down on the border, Ren Sui could not see any hope, and even Hadou himself had the idea of ​​fighting to the death.

In order to save their lives in this situation, some people in the Southern Army would do anything.

The peacekeeping force specified that it was Hadou's head that they wanted, not those of their generals.
To be continued...