Chapter 637： Glued (1/2)

This is indeed a major news.

Gao Wen sat quietly there, and there was not much mood swing on the quiet face, but apparently he was thinking about it, while Victoria standing next to him subconsciously sought confirmation from Amber: "Welcome is crowned? Is the news reliable?"

"The news is reliable - our intelligence personnel in St. Sunil City have been operating, they are much more reliable than your Royal Shadow Guard in this regard," Amber looked at Victoria. "The details are still unclear. However, it can be confirmed that the new king has temporarily stabilized the situation of Wangdu. At present, all the Knights and Corps of St. Sunil have already pledge allegiance to the king. The Baiyinbao also announced the news that the reinforcements are about to arrive, which makes the residents of the city also preliminary. Settle down. All in all, the situation on the king's side is getting better - although it is only temporary."

Gao Wen nodded as he listened, then looked at Victoria: "You said that you know Wales, then you expected this step?"

"This..." Victoria slightly hesitated and shook his head slowly. "This is beyond my expectations."

"Actually, I guessed a little," Gao Wen sighed softly. "St. Sunil is a quagmire. You and I know the rules of the nobles. Even if the news of the reinforcements is sent to the city, they will still With all sorts of hearts - in order to control the situation, there are not many ways to choose between Wales and Berdwin."

"Is it……"

Victoria whispered that the face that seemed to be covered with a layer of frost forever hides all her inner thoughts. No one knows what the ice-and-blood man thinks at the moment, but everyone is clear about one thing, the crowning king at this moment. It has already been placed on the cusp of the wind, and the system of the Duke of Regency, which has lasted for a century in Ansu, has come to an end with this coronation.

Gao Wen didn't talk any more, just closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes, but deep down, he remembered in his mind that before the start of the magnificent wall project last year, the deputy head of the Royal Knights, Cohen? Lauren’s visit.

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The coronation of the new king stabilized the deflated line of defense of the king, and stabilized the order of the city that was almost to collapse, but the inspiration of the human heart could not change the hardships of the war. In this battle to decide the life and death, the line of defense only It can worsen day by day, and this is a trend that cannot be changed.

The number of monsters is huge, as if there are endless, the soldiers in the city are decreasing every day; the monsters are tireless, not afraid of death, but the will of the people will continue to be consumed; the monsters are not worried about supplies, do not care about any loss, but Saint Souni All of the city’s supplies are limited, and its shields and walls are not the palaces of the legendary **** of war, and can stand forever in wars.

On the fourth day, the cluster giant's offensive suddenly increased. A monster army wandering from the southeastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain was attracted by the front line and began to impact the eastern wall of St. Sunil. This unexpected impact almost rushed to the east wall. The defense on the barriers, after a **** battle, the Knights and the royal family finally repelled the enemy's attack, but at the cost of thousands of people directly killed in a battle.

The body that was lifted from the wall was not sent to the inner city, but was directly burned at the foot of the outer city wall. The strong smoke and pungent smell lingered in the outer city for a whole day, even overshadowing the "Squid Street". The famous taste that does not scatter all the year round.

In the inner city near a walled house, a tall, thin, headscarf man pushed the door into the house. He took off his coat and hung it on the hook on the wall, and raised his eyelids to look at the table nearby. The companion behind: "The reserve team has been sent to the city wall. It is said that the shield is becoming more and more unstable. The attack of those monsters often penetrates the shield and falls on the wall."

The tall and thin man's companion is a middle-aged man with yellow face, thick hands and feet, and messy hair. He is now playing with the machine placed on the table while scratching his hair. After hearing the words of the tall and thin man, this middle age The talent looked up: "The Amber Director sent an intelligence message. They are already close to the estuary near the valley cloister and fight with the monsters there."

"...there is a better news than anything else," the tall, thin man sighed softly. "This is a really difficult time."

The middle-aged man with his hands and feet agreed to nod, but before he spoke, a sacred, fanatical sigh that suddenly spread from the street interrupted their conversation.

The tall and thin man quickly approached the nearby window panel and his eyes were attached to the gap in the window panel. He saw a group of knights wearing white armor and white robes striding towards the wall. The knights did not wear helmets. A person's face is pierced with sacred sentences and symbolic runes. The visible glory of the naked eye shrouds the tops and shoulders of these knights. They have some kind of fanatical expression on their faces, as if they were not going to the next life. The battlefield, but to go to the eternal life of the kingdom of God.

The tall and thin man left the window and said to his companion: "It is the knight of the holy army... the face is tattooed."

"The Pope's inner guards...now even the reserve team of the Holy Light Church is on," said the middle-aged man with his hands and feet. "It seems that their days are not good."

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St. Light's Cathedral, a tall tower, Veronica stood in front of the window, watching the devout Light Knights rushing to the battlefield under the leadership of two fighting bishops, sighing slightly.

In her vision, the devout fanatics of the Holy Light and the two bishops who led them to the city walls were burning torches of sacred light. Although holy and bright, they are no longer human.

She left the window and looked back at another torch of light that stood beside her: "Sandy, go to the Great Hall."

The priestess named Sandy immediately said, "You still need to rest. You are too much loss in the last battle."

Veronica shook her head: "The moment of the battle for the Lord, a little tired is nothing."