In the Name of the Queen

The blue moon is in the sky, and the red moon is at the side.

The cold blue light and the equally temperatureless red light intertwined on the ground, like the strange light shining from the corner of a dead fish's eyes.

On the west side of Franks Fortress, in the unknown dense forest, two young men were observing the dotted lights in the fortress with telescopes.

After a while, the young man with only a few hairy beards at the corners of his lips put down the telescope and said softly:

"As expected of the elite of the Kingdom of Pruden, they did not relax even after achieving a great victory like 'capturing the Franks Fortress and opening the Hanseatic Gate'. I thought they were going to party all night tonight."

The young man who looked to be in his twenties patted the young man on the shoulder, smiled and teased:

"They are indeed alert, but they never dreamed that the real killer lies underground. Tom, you have made a meritorious deed again this time."

There was no smile on the face of the young man called Tom, but instead there was endless regret.

"It's a pity. If you give me three more days, I will definitely dig out more things. Damn it, the situation this time is almost the same as the last time the ruins were shipped. I can guarantee that the ruins below are a big fish, no, it is a deep sea Giant shark!”

Jerry was a bit disapproving.

More than five thousand tons of gunpowder and high explosives are not enough. This guy wants to send the entire fortress into the sky, right?

Tom unbuttoned his collar and breathed a sigh of relief. As if he remembered something, he turned to Jerry suddenly, his face changing slightly.

"Have all the residents in the city been evacuated?"

In the past few days, he has been busy arranging explosive devices and explosives underground, and the evacuation of residents can only be entrusted to his closest friend Jerry.

"Don't worry, even if you don't believe me, you should believe General Dai Long and the Saint."

"I reported as soon as possible that they have made appropriate arrangements."

Jerry did not look at Tom, but once again raised the telescope to observe the city.

Tom always felt a little uneasy, but he didn't think much about it.

General Dai Long is a close confidant of the Governor-General and has always been prudent in his work. Even if he doesn't do anything, Miss Saint will not let him go.

Miss Saint is beautiful and has a holy and awe-inspiring temperament. She is the spokesperson of the goddess of light in the world. She is simply the embodiment of goodness and beauty.

"Now that Miss Saint knows about it, I'm sure to feel relieved."

Tom said with a smile.

Jerry was shocked, put down the telescope, and looked at Tom with squinted eyes.

He once suspected that Tom was saying something ironic, but upon closer inspection, the kid seemed to be serious.

Well, well, only a few people know that Christine sold her abandoned sons on the battlefield to win the overall victory, but her deeds of not abandoning the defenders in Helenzburg and launching a major counterattack are deeply engraved in her mind. In the hearts of every survivor of the Battle of Helenzburg.

Jerry sighed secretly in his heart and decided to bury the cruel truth in his heart.

To be fair, he didn't think there was anything wrong with Christine's command in the Wende Civil War.

Compassion does not command troops.

Military commanders can be kind-hearted and should care about their subordinates, but on the battlefield they must be calculating players.

Miss Christine is undoubtedly a smart and calm chess player, which is why Roland appointed her as the commander-in-chief of the coalition forces.

He fully understands and respects Miss Christine very much.

But respect is respect, and he doesn't want to be associated with such a ruthless guy.

Not even if she is as beautiful as a goddess who fell to earth.

He originally thought that Tom was just grateful and admiring Christine, but now it seems that there are some bad signs.

He couldn't help but ask: "Tom, are we best friends?"

"What friends? We are half-brothers!" Tom corrected loudly with his eyes widened.

"Haha, I made a mistake. We are indeed brothers who can trust our lives. Since we are good brothers, we should be honest with each other, right?"

Tom looked at Jerry alertly, his eyes shining under the night sky, extremely awake.

"Of course, even if my brother wants to trick me, I will never hide it."

Although he said it firmly, he was reminding Jerry that I treat you as my brother, so don't trick me.

Jerry bit his lip, lowered his voice and asked, "Tom, tell your brother the truth, do you like Miss Saint?"

"Yes, she is the inviolable goddess in my heart." Tom replied instantly.

Jerry punched him angrily, "That's not the kind of love I'm talking about. What I mean is, have you ever thought about marrying a saint as your wife, even if it's just a fantasy?"

"ah?!"

Tom almost fell to the ground.

He finally stood up and touched his head, then touched Jerry's head to make sure he heard correctly.

After a moment of silence, he covered his mouth and tried to suppress his laughter, but he still laughed.

"Jerry, does Miss Christine have a higher status than the average cardinal?"

"Yeah." Jerry nodded.

Although she had to become an official saint to surpass several cardinals who held core power, even if she lost the election, Governor Roland would not treat her badly.

Whether it is to take a loan to become an official saint or to follow the placement after losing the election, she is indeed better than most cardinals.

"Brother, I am the best among my peers, right?"

"What can I say? My good brother is the best." Jerry puffed up his chest proudly.

Tom spread his hands and sighed softly: "Even if according to the most outrageous scenario, we two brothers come down to earth, lead a counterattack of 3,000 cavalry to capture Franks, and destroy 100,000 enemy troops, I will be a count at most, right? ?”

"Yes." There are rules for the promotion of titles, and being directly conferred the title of Earl is the limit. Governor Roland is only an Earl without the title of Caesar. No matter how confident they are, they cannot be arrogant enough to surpass Roland.

"Even so, my status is still far from hers, not to mention that she is the favorite of the Goddess of Light."

"So."

Tom clapped his hands lightly, his tone was calm, and his smile was very sincere, "Don't worry, Jerry. I'm not a fool without measure. I know that Miss Saint and I are from two different worlds."

"She is the favorite of the goddess. Even if she falls out of favor, she is still the woman of the Governor. I just respect and admire her."

"Ah?"

This time it was Jerry's turn to be surprised.

He didn't expect Tom to be so calm, and he didn't expect him to be able to calmly accept the scandal between Christine and the Governor.

For some reason, Tom's calmness made him a little nervous.

But Tom always avoided a question. He didn't say whether he liked the Saint.

Jerry was about to ask again, but was shocked by Tom's eyes. Under the extreme calmness, there is a calmer sadness.

Jerry opened his mouth, said nothing, and just patted his good brother on the shoulder.

This is the romance of teenagers.

There is no reason to like someone, even if you know that you are not worthy of him/her, and you know that it is a fruitless secret love.

Jerry's heart moved and narrowed his eyes.

He didn't care about the saint, but he couldn't watch his good brother get hurt!

With an idea, he smiled and said, "Miss Saint and the Governor are not in that kind of relationship."

"How do you know? The Sun reported that their gossip is very accurate."

Tom was trying to cover up something, but the trembling of his voice betrayed him.

"It's very simple, she is still a virgin. Don't ask why, my father is a romantic aristocrat and knows some special observation methods."

"Miss Saint will not like anyone, her body and soul are dedicated to the goddess."

"Really?" Tom's eyes suddenly lit up, like stars in the night sky.

"It's the truth. You can't imagine the fanaticism of these charlatans."

"You are not allowed to call her a charlatan!"

Tom laughed like a happy cat. If he was not afraid of being discovered, he almost wanted to do a few backflips.

Haha, he didn't break up.

No, of course he broke up, but he broke up with the world!

No, he was the only one in the world who didn't break up. Because he knew that Miss Saint was a devout believer, and some fools didn't know it yet.

Looking at Tom's excited eyes, Jerry curled his lips and said nothing.

Tom, this little virgin, was obviously in his first love.

How could a woman's faith be so devout. If Christine really failed the selection of the saint, she might get married immediately.

Of course, he wouldn't say such nonsense in such an unromantic way.

This war is very cruel. No one can guarantee to survive to the end. Why should we break the fantasy of the good brother about the perfect girl?

There are two saints Christine in this world.

One of them is the perfect and holy girl imagined by the good brother.

The other is a ruthless war machine.

Seeing Tom's complacency, he couldn't help but pat his good brother on the head and reminded him:

"Don't be crazy, business is important."

He was not angry because he saw Tom's crazy. In this tense battlefield, moderate crazy is also a way to relieve stress.

But they are really on a mission.

Blast mission.

Blast operation codenamed [Little Boy].

Although I don't know why the name of this operation is so strange, it is the governor's name, and he will not have any objection.

More than 5,000 tons of black powder and high explosives are enough to make these Prudens feel enthusiastic.

Christine also gave them a hidden mission.

If the Pruden army is completely in chaos, lead 3,000 cavalry to raid in the chaos and expand the results.

If the Pruden army is just severely damaged and the order is not chaotic, then withdraw quickly.

Jerry doesn't think the Pruden army will give them a chance.

The Pruden general in charge of this battle is Army General Hoffman.

This is a famous general known for his stability.

Judging from the orderly manner of Pruden's army after occupying the fortress, this famous general is worthy of his reputation.

It is too difficult to take advantage of him.

Unless there are 100,000 tons of explosives to send the entire city into the sky.

But how is this possible.

Jerry laughed at himself.

It is difficult to gather so much explosives with all the strength of the Sussex Empire. The precious explosives must be used to make various weapons and cannot be wasted like this.

Two-thirds of Pruden's army entered the city, and the other one-third was outside the city. The small half of the fortress going into the sky can only cause tens of thousands of casualties at most, and will not hurt the foundation.

This is just a warning.

Just as Jerry was thinking about it, Tom took out a pocket watch, wiped it carefully, opened the case reluctantly, and looked at the time.

This was a gift from the Queen after the last Battle of Helensburg, and he planned to use it as an heirloom.

The pointer slowly turned and soon it was four o'clock in the morning.

The dawn is the bottom of human vigilance and physical function. This is a natural law that no one can avoid.

At four o'clock in the morning, Franks was as silent as the abyss, with only a few military strongholds such as the watchtower still lit.

Even the highly disciplined Pruden army needed to rest.

It was time to act.

A cold light flashed in Tom's eyes, and he whispered softly: "Little boy, start!"

He pressed the button and issued a command, activating the chain explosion device dozens of meters below the Franks Fortress through special facilities.

The ground trembled slightly.

Jerry thought of the topic he and Tom had discussed at the beginning, and sighed in his heart.

This feast is destined to cause countless lives to be lost, including the Franks residents who have not yet evacuated.

Perhaps General Dailong did not do his job well and did not seize the time.

Perhaps the residents in the city did not want to leave their homes, and even wanted to accept the new ruler.

Or maybe Miss Saint thought that it would be more realistic to leave some residents and would not be exposed in advance.

In short, there are still 30,000 residents left in the city.

They are enemies now!

Jerry thought fiercely, dispelling the distracting thoughts in his mind.

This is a cruel war between the two camps. At this time, if you do not obey the arrangement to evacuate the city and stay to welcome the enemy, what else can you do if you are not an enemy? !

He should not doubt General Dailong's ability, let alone Miss Saint's kindness!

"Boom!"

Just as Jerry was desperately brainwashing himself, [Little Boy] exploded.

The earth was torn apart in the violent tremor, and the flames shot up into the sky, like the wailing of the earth.

The huge explosion was deafening, and the hot shock wave swept over fiercely, and the dense forest where Tom and Jerry were hiding was also affected.

The dead branches and leaves flew everywhere in the violent shock wave, and the thick branches hit Jerry's head, awakening him from his dementia.

He couldn't believe his eyes.

This was not an explosion, it was clearly the gate of hell being opened.

He trembled all over, and was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Where did Franks go? Such a big fortress?

He grabbed the telescope, his face was particularly ugly.

Through the telescope, he clearly saw the castle in the center of the fortress flew into the sky with the explosion and shattered.

Jerry could even see General Pruden waving his arms in despair.

Although he didn't understand Pruden's language very well and couldn't read lip language, he knew that these people didn't know what happened until they died.

Although they were enemies, Jerry still felt a little uncomfortable.

Tom is too cruel. Didn't they agree to only blow up part of the city?

He turned his head to look at Tom, and was about to tease him, but found that Tom was more surprised than him.

"Tom?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! I didn't put so much explosives!"

Tom's face was pale, shaking his head and muttering incoherently.

Jerry was also a little confused. He quickly realized that there must be something wrong with the explosion.

Tom said that there must be deeper ruins underground. If they could dig for a few more days, there might be unexpected gains.

There were unexpected gains, but they were a little too unexpected.

He patted Tom's shoulder and was about to speak, but Tom's eyes had returned to firmness.

"I understand, this is God's punishment!"

"Ah?" Jerry was stunned. What do you know, bastard! It's not the final return day yet, where is the punishment from God? Do you think God's punishment is as frequent as thunder and rain?

He was about to refute Tom, but suddenly he understood everything.

Tom just didn't want to face reality.

Although his good brother was naive, he was very smart and could definitely guess that some residents were stranded in the city.

When Tom arranged the explosive device, he deliberately avoided the western part of the city where the residents had last evacuated, and concentrated it in the city center and the east side, hoping to minimize casualties.

However, an accident made these designs a joke.

No matter how many people were in the city, the chances of survival were low.

Seeing Tom's eyes gradually becoming depressed, Jerry patted his shoulder fiercely and shouted:

"You are right, this is the mildest punishment from God!"

"Miss Saint represents the Goddess of Light, and some of these enemies are tarnishing the light, and some have betrayed the light. They have angered the Goddess of Light, so the Great Goddess has sent down the punishment from God."

"Think carefully, the explosion just now was divided into two parts, the first part was the 5,000 tons of explosives you arranged, and the second part of the explosion directly destroyed the entire city."

Tom stared at Jerry blankly, and nodded subconsciously, "Yes, yes."

Jerry raised his voice and shouted, "That's right, this shows that the Great Goddess felt that our punishment was not enough, so she did it herself!"

"To be an enemy of the Saint is to be an enemy of the Goddess, so what we did was right, but it was not enough!"

Tom's eyes gradually became firm, and his hands no longer trembled.

He gently pushed Jerry away and turned to the ruined Franks Fortress, his voice firm as if a believer was praying.

"Divine punishment is the will of the great goddess to the world. Blasphemers should not escape. I will deal with those who slip through the net."

Jerry scratched his head. He certainly knew what Tom was talking about.

Although the Franks Fortress was bombed into the sky, there were still many troops stationed outside that did not ascend to heaven on the spot.

Tom was going to send them to the underworld.

Since the good brother has this idea, the eldest brother naturally supports it.

Anyway, the enemy has been frightened and has lost unified command. Even if there are many people, they are just a group of sheep.

So charge!

Jerry put the whistle in his mouth and blew it hard.

The shrill whistle was still piercing in the already noisy hell night.

The long whistle issued a battle call to the three thousand cavalry.

Charge! Kill the enemy!

The cavalry led their horses and rushed out of the dense forest quickly, lined up in an orderly manner on the plain, raised their spears and attacked the Pruden military camp on the west side of the Franks Fortress.

In the night, three thousand black-clad cavalrymen moved silently like three thousand ghosts.

If it were normal times, they would have to be careful not to make any noise to attract the enemy's attention, but on this hellish night, this little noise was nothing.

The cavalrymen trotted and quickly approached the enemy camp.

They would charge at a distance of about 500 meters.

This well-equipped guard cavalry is completely different from traditional cavalry.

Traditional cavalry only need to wear heavy armor and charge repeatedly, while they are proficient in the use of various weapons.

Long-range javelin projection, medium- and long-range rifle volleys, and close-range explosive bomb throwing, few enemies can survive these three rounds of long-range firepower.

Before they launch a charge, there is often artillery fire coverage.

The enemy is unable to resist the violent firepower, and the front line collapses.

What follows is a storm-like charge.

The wolf-like guard cavalry will trample on every enemy who attempts to resist equally.

Tonight is the first actual combat of the guard cavalry charging at the regiment level.

The wonders of hell tonight made Tom and Jerry have many strange thoughts in their minds, but when they charged in the cavalry formation, adrenaline replaced the brain and dominated the body.

Their blood was burning, they howled and charged, waving sabers and slashing at the panicked enemy.

This was not a war, but a one-sided massacre.

The Pruden Kingdom Army stationed a lot of troops outside the fortress, but most of them were sent away by the super-evolved [Little Boy], and only about 15,000 people did not die on the spot.

These more than 10,000 lucky people found that they were the real unfortunate ones before they woke up from the terrible fiery hell.

Most of the people who were killed on the spot went to the underworld in their sleep, at least they were not in too much pain.

They also had to endure the double torture of spirit and body.

The Prudens are also religious, they believe in light.

When they attacked the Wende Empire, the high-level officials of the Light God Court persuaded them not to attack brothers of the same faith, but the high-level officials of the kingdom did not listen.

At that time, many soldiers felt that it was not kind to do so.

The solemn warning from the Court of Light did not dissuade the Pruden royal family, but it planted a seed in the hearts of the grassroots soldiers, making these soldiers feel that the king was defying light.

This seed is usually buried deep in the soil and will only explode at the right time.

Tonight is that time.

Because we acted against a brother country that also believes in light, we will be punished by God!

This is the first thought that flashed through the minds of most soldiers.

If it is not a punishment from God, who has the ability to destroy a city in an instant?

This kind of power is completely beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

There is no unified command, no will to fight, and some people even kneel on the ground, staring blankly at the sky dyed red by the flames, letting the saber chop off their heads.

Tom, who was commanding the army to charge, keenly discovered that something was wrong.

He pulled the reins and ran quickly towards a small mound.

Jerry was a little worried. The small mound was not a dangerous place, but it was easy to become a target of volleys.

He quickly waved his hand to signal a cavalry squad to follow and protect it, and he continued to lead people to charge.

The enemy is still in chaos, and this opportunity cannot be missed!

Jerry was born in an aristocratic family and received a good education. He had a little compassion for ordinary people, but not much.

He would feel sad for the 30,000 residents buried in the fortress, but that was all.

He would never be merciful to the enemy.

Letting this group of people recover would be a crime against his comrades. He kept issuing orders, preparing to take advantage of the chaos to severely damage or even annihilate the remnants of the Pruden army.

However, just as he was slaughtering blood, Tom, who had climbed the hill, roared loudly.

"Soldiers of the Pruden Kingdom, you have shown enough bravery. Put down your weapons, your enemies are not us, this is the divine punishment from the great goddess."

"Go back and tell your compatriots not to wave weapons at the saint, otherwise the next divine punishment will not be so simple."

"Put down your weapons, I guarantee your safety!"

Jerry, who was about to tear the enemy apart, looked at Tom's saintly and firm eyes, sighed secretly, and forcibly retracted the saber that was about to chop down.

The young soldier who closed his eyes and waited for death under his knife was even younger than Tom.

Jerry softened his heart.

Since the divine punishment did not kill them all, let's stop here.

Let these remnants who have lost their will to fight go away!