Chapter 622 Flame Thunder

Early the next morning, Roland had just arrived at the command post with breakfast when he received Maggie's report.

"The church is dispatched!" Her excited voice came from the other side of the magic stone, "A team has left Cold Wind Ridge and is advancing towards the defense line!"

"how many people?"

"One, two, three...a total of five!"

Roland, who was about to hold a front-line combat meeting, sat back again, "What? Five?"

"And dressed in golden light, and holding the flag of the holy city, very flamboyant! Do you need to report the artillery marks?"

"Uh...no need, just keep staring at Cold Wind Ridge." He stuffed the bread into his mouth, and taught him what he was trying to do?

"Perhaps they came to beg for mercy?" Nightingale curled her lips.

"If that's the case, the Holy City shouldn't send a large army to occupy Cold Wind Ridge." Roland frowned.

A day and a half later, this team arrived at the front of the defense line. The priest at the head claimed that they were the envoys sent by the church and wanted to see His Majesty Roland. At the same time, there was a letter from His Holiness the Pope that he wanted to give to the young Graycastle. king.

"What do you think?" Roland gathered the staff and the witch and asked, "Could this be a trick of the Pure Ones?"

"Before that, I would like to ask your opinion," Edith said first, "If the church wants to surrender, will you accept their peace talks?"

Roland rejected this possibility without hesitation, "Unless they disband the God's Punishment Army, and at the same time hand over all the high-level people and people stained with innocent blood for trial, but I don't think the church will accept such a condition."

"Indeed," Edith immediately replied, "then you shouldn't meet with the envoys, let alone discussing whether the other party has a conspiracy, the negotiation process may also shake your determination."

"I agree with this opinion," Agatha nodded, "Although none of these five people have magical reactions, witches have all kinds of strange abilities, and no one can guarantee what will happen next moment."

"Or simply arrest them and torture them, ask them clearly what they came for and then deal with them secretly," Iron Ax made a throat-slitting gesture.

"Your Majesty, Graycastle is not a city of iron sands," Sir Sirt urged quickly, "It's better not to do such a thing, as it will damage your reputation if it spreads."

"I see." Roland looked at Iron Ax after pondering for a moment, "Let them keep the letter and expel them."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

He couldn't help being curious, what would the supreme ruler of Hermes do to him at this time?

Is it persuasion or inducement?

After many inspections by Sylvie and Agatha, the letter written by the Pope of the Holy City arrived in his hands.

Opening the exquisite cover, the handwriting on the letter paper is unexpectedly beautiful.

The content of the letter surprised Roland.

The above described the origin and purpose of the church in a candid tone, and revealed the existence of the devil, the great enemy of mankind.

If he hadn't known the secret four hundred years ago in advance, these contents would probably be enough to make him feel confused and unbelievable.

Is this the strategy the enemy came up with?

To confuse the opponent with the dusty real history and take it as the sincerity of the peace talks?

As a result, when the first team returned, Cold Wind Ridge sent another team, also five people.

Naturally, Roland did not meet them, but left the letter alone.

The content discussed in the letter this time went a little deeper. In addition to a brief introduction to the Church’s predecessor, the Federation, it even mentioned the term “War of God’s Will.” The test of the world.

He scoffed at this point of view, but somehow felt a little uneasy in his heart.

In the following week, Cold Wind Ridge sent several envoys one after another to deliver the Pope's personal letter to the frontline camp. The letters didn't reveal much new and kept getting shorter. As for the suggestion on the back of the letter that the two sides would cooperate to fight against the devil, he just ignored it.

The holy city did not send any new envoys until the scorching hot summer day.

This time, the entire enemy army was mobilized.

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"Here is lightning, the enemy has entered the ninth area! Repeat, the enemy has entered the ninth area!"

Listening to the voice from the seal, Cat's Claw nervously flipped through the booklet in his hand, "Uh...Number Nine, Number Nine..."

"Come on!" roared Rodney. "The shells are loaded!"

"It's already the fastest speed!" Catpaw yelled, "Ah... here, the angle is twenty-six, and the elevation is fifteen!"

Nelson shook the knob quickly, "Twenty-six...one-fifteen, done!"

"Ready to shoot!"

Hearing the order, Catpaw hurriedly covered his ears.

"Fire!"

The grapefruit pulled the match violently, and the 152mm fortress gun instantly let out a shocking roar. The sound waves mixed with the air flow rushed towards the face, and hit the cat's claw's chest like a hammer, which made his blood boil. He felt the ground under his feet tremble.

This is power, Catpaw thought, and the Garrison Cannon is a better weapon for a man than a short twelve-pound iron pipe.

The only regret is that he couldn't see the scene when the shell hit the ground.

Emboldened, the cat's paw moved to the magic stone in Sylvie's hand, "Uh...Miss Lightning, did we hit it?"

"Aha...on target," the little girl replied.

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Compared with the gunners in the rear, Lightning and Maggie can more directly observe the enemy's movements and the blows they suffer.

She was floating at an absolutely safe height, looking down with a binoculars in her hand. The howitzer just now landed on the west side of No. 9 area. There was a deviation of about four meters from the expected landing point, probably due to the impact of wind changes. . But the actual effect is not bad at all. The church's mighty army occupies the entire mountain road. As long as it can hit the team's head, you can immediately see a scarlet flower bloom instantly.

That was the case with the blow just now.

She couldn't see the process from the flight to the landing of the cannonball. The first thing that caught her eyes was a dark red light, followed by smoke and sand rising high, and a fleeting ripple spread from the light, so Dust is flying everywhere. The sound of the explosion was heard after a while, as if the two did not happen at the same time.

When the smoke was blown away, there was only a piece of scorched black in the center of the landing point, surrounded by scattered corpses, stumped limbs and broken arms everywhere, sticky internal organs and hot blood dyed the shiny armor bright red . The trial warriors who were farther away looked different. They didn't seem to have any obvious injuries on their bodies, but they still vomited blood and fell to the ground. Some of them could persist in walking a few meters before falling. Generally drunk.

Just one shelling cost the church at least fifty people.

Lightning waved his fist freely, you deserve it!

Then she moved her gaze to the next shelling area.

"Attention, the enemy is passing through area 12, you can fire, repeat, you can fire!"