I'm Always the Villain

With just a light kick, the lightning rushed out immediately.

Unlike Sharman's horse, which was still accelerating at the beginning, the speed of Lightning was already extremely fast from the beginning of rushing out.

After the lightning sprang out, it didn't skillfully make use of bends like Sharman's war horse to prolong the time for Sharman to take the arrow, bow, and position, but rushed straight to the target like a line.

Sharman's arrow had just landed on the target, Colin only had time to look at the number of eye rings, and before he even had time to take out the arrow, Hull's game had already begun.

He just wanted to stop Hull, but was gently pulled by Sang Jiuchi beside him, and stopped him.

Colin turned his head and looked at Sang Jiuchi suspiciously, and saw stars beating in Sang Jiuchi's clear eyes that entered the water, like stars hanging in the vast sky.

Sharman's war horse had obviously trained many times for such an attack, and it had already been able to make the most perfect coordination with Sharman by virtue of its muscle memory.So when Sharman controls it to jump out, it will take a turning and running semi-circle route. When it stops in front of the red line, Sharman can just shoot from its sideways position.

This position is also the most comfortable shooting position. If you shoot from the front, the horse's head will block it.

Whether it is speed, angle or time, Sharman has trained hundreds of times, and he has already mastered the most perfect details.

However, Lightning has always received Hull's onslaught training. As long as Hull gives an order, it will run straight towards the enemy like a spear aimed at the enemy, and will not turn at all.

It is impossible to turn a corner, whoever turns first loses!

It is like a crazy horse that cheats the master, and it rushes forward straight away.

Sharman was a little surprised, the horse was crazy, and the owner of the horse went crazy.

He did not adjust the speed and running direction of the lightning in time, but directly took out three arrows from the bow box in this posture.

He was already very tall and strong, and his posture for taking arrows was fast and handsome.

When he just put the arrow on the bow and drew it, Lightning had almost reached the red line.

In Sharman's view, Hull hastily released the full bow before he even had time to look at the bull's-eye.

Sharman shook his head secretly.

Hull said that he hadn't drawn a bow for more than ten years, which seemed to be true, and his performance was too ordinary. Not only people, but even horses, they all made the most negative teaching materials for riding and shooting.

The moment Hull let go of the bow, there was a faint humming sound from the bowstring.

The three bows and arrows shot in unison, the speed was so fast that the air made a sharp hissing sound.

Just as Sharman sighed secretly, the three arrows "swish, swish, swish" three times, and fell heavily on the target.

Its strength was so heavy that the target shook in place several times before it could barely withstand the swing.

At the position of the target, there was a "click" sound of the wood splitting.

Sharman looked and was stunned for a moment.

The three arrows broke through the tail of his shot in unison, and the tip of the arrow shining with silver light cut a smooth straight line, splitting his arrow in two.

Hull's three arrows didn't stop at all due to the resistance of the arrow body, they went straight through the bull's-eye, and stopped after half of the arrows sank into the target.

Shaman's eyes widened, and he spit out a word after a while: "God."

Colin was also shocked. Colin widened his small eyes, turned to look at Sang Jiuchi, and found that Sang Jiuchi had a calm expression, as if he knew the result long ago.

Colin was surprised for a while, but still followed the rules to count the rings.

Sharman 30, Hull 30.

It looks like a tie, but Colin knows that this tie is very watery.

Sharman's 30 is well prepared, the right time and place.

Hull's 30 is arbitrary, and it has long been beyond Sharman's reach.

It is fair to judge it as a tie, but it is somewhat unfair.Hull is new here, and what they do is a bit like bullying.

Colin looked at the crowd, hesitated, and decided to announce the result, "The result of this game is..."

"I lost." Sharman interrupted Colin, half-kneeling in front of Hull on one knee, "I would like to accept the bet, and my officer Shaman will see Mr. Hull."

Hull was not polite, and responded directly, and said directly: "Shaman, come with me to select cavalry, I want them to complete my task within three days."

Sharman's expression immediately became serious, and he nodded heavily, "Okay, sir!"

After a while, Sharman hesitated and said: "Mr. Hull, didn't you say that you haven't practiced riding and shooting for more than ten years?"

Hull: "Yeah, after practicing horseback archery more than ten years ago, I felt that there was no challenge. I gave up horseback archery and changed to long sword. Although horseback archery can surprise people, the buffer time in the middle is too long, which is a disadvantage. The long sword is different and can be seamlessly connected, so I finally chose to use the long sword."

Sharman: "Then when you practiced a hundred shots and a hundred hits, you also practiced three shots?"

Hull: "No, I practice five."

Sharman: "..."

Well, I thought I met a rookie, but I didn't expect that he was just a full-level player returning to Novice Village.

Hull really deserves to be his idol!

Sharman's admiration for Hull has reached a new level.

Three days later, the generals of the Alpha Empire were discussing the siege strategy at the top of the lamp.

More than half a month ago, they fought all the way from the north, with great momentum, but they were blocked by the city in front of them.

This seemingly small city was easy to defend but difficult to attack, and the soldiers were particularly difficult to deal with. They attacked for half a month without taking down the city.

Although the supply of food and grass is still sufficient, they are already a little irritable.

Their plan is to be divided into two parts, and their troops will go all the way south, going straight to Huanglong, and hitting the imperial capital of the Ottoman Empire.And their rear spread the plague by throwing dead animals from the upper reaches. When they hit the imperial capital, the imperial capital had already been infected by the plague, and it was self-defeating.

But they couldn't attack the small city in front of them, so how could they attack the cities behind them that blocked the road?

The marshal of the Alpha Empire's battle pointed to the map in front of him, "Siege the city in three days, are you sure?"

The generals below were a little silent.

No one dares to say that he is sure, and no one dares to say that he is not sure.

They've said they're sure too many times, and they've failed every time.They can't say that they are not sure. Isn't that increasing the ambition of others and destroying their own prestige?

The other party suffered heavy losses, and their losses were also considerable.

Their plan is to use these soldiers to fight to the imperial capital. If too many soldiers are lost on the way, this long-term plan will be affected.

Therefore, they can no longer send troops rashly until they are absolutely sure.

After thinking for a while, one of the generals reported, "Marshal, why don't we wait a few more days. My spies heard the news. Colin asked the imperial capital for help, but the imperial capital only sent a hundred or so people from the Holy See."

The Marshal was stunned: "Holy See? Who is in the Holy See?"

The general said: "It's a red-clothed archbishop. I heard that it is Sang Jiuchi who is in the limelight in the imperial capital. The imperial capital did not send reinforcements to Colin. It seems that he is planning to abandon this place. We just need to wait until Colin runs out of ammunition and food." , this city can be destroyed without attack. Their food and grass supplies are already stretched, but ours is abundant, and they can't bear it for a few days."

The marshal pondered for a moment, "Beware of deceit, go to investigate again, see what the people brought by the archbishop in red are doing, and make sure that the other party is really a waste in the Holy See."

The general ordered, "Yes, General."

Just when they were going to discuss further countermeasures, a warning horn sounded suddenly from outside.

The next second, a soldier shouted, "Enemy attack, enemy attack!"

The marshal and the generals were shocked all of a sudden, and rushed out with their weapons in unison.

They saw the straw piles in the distance ignite the flames, and farther away, they only saw a dozen horse buttocks leaving quickly.

The barracks was in chaos, some people put water on the fire, and some cavalrymen had already stepped on their horses and were about to chase the enemy.More soldiers who were at a loss ran around in a hurry in the barracks.

The marshal grabbed a soldier who was running and roared, "What's going on?"

Panic flashed across the soldier's face, and he quickly said, "It's the cavalry of the Ottoman Empire. They attacked our straw pile just now. They left immediately after the sentry found out."

"Cavalry?" Surprise flashed across the marshal's face, he let go of the clothes that grabbed the soldier's collar, "How many of them are there?"

Soldier: "I didn't see it clearly, it was too fast. They came and went like a gust of wind, about a dozen of them."

The marshal was furious, "There are only a dozen cavalrymen, and you are all in a mess! That's what I taught you?!"

Around, there are still many unknown soldiers running around with others, the marshal yelled, "Stop all of them! Run one more step, and kill without mercy!"

The sound of running stopped abruptly, only the straw in the distance was still emitting wisps of smoke.

The marshal ordered, "Why do you do what you were supposed to do just now, you guys go and put out the fire!"

Everyone got the order and immediately started to act according to the order of the marshal.With just one sentence, the out-of-control scene immediately recovered.

The marshal took a special look at the ignited straw piles. The straw was flammable and smoked a lot. From the smoke that came out, it seemed that there was a big fire, but in fact only two haystacks were lit.

The marshal pondered for a moment after reading it, then returned to the tent with a sneer, and continued to discuss the military situation just now.

One general was very puzzled: "What's going on?"

Marshal: "What else is going on? I just want to disturb the morale of the army by creating panic. Pass on the order. When the local cavalry come again in the future, there is no need to panic or blow the horn. Additional personnel will be sent to handle the food and grass. There is nothing you can do. Tell the brothers to rest and patrol. If I guess correctly, they will often come and harass during the next period, and the other side is already in a hurry."

The next night, it was exactly as the marshal had said.

The Ottoman Empire once again sent a dozen cavalrymen. They moved very fast. After quickly lighting a few fires, they didn't have any nostalgia, and they left decisively.

This time, the sentinels and patrol soldiers of the Alpha Empire had already received the order, they did not blow their horns, and the patrol soldiers methodically put out the fire with water.

That night, the soldiers of the Alpha Empire had ample time to rest.

On the third night, the Ottoman Empire sent Qingqi again, still doing the same operation as the previous two days.

In the tent, the general who inquired about the hostile situation in the city reported to the marshal: "Marshal, I have a piece of news. Colin ordered the soldiers to slaughter the three army horses to reward the soldiers. In addition, the one hundred Holy See you asked me to inquire about Priest, for the past three days, they have been praying for the dead soldiers and praying for the dying soldiers. They did it for three days without doing anything in between."

The marshal was taken aback for a moment when he heard this, but soon became clear again, and burst out laughing.

"Reward? It sounds good. I think it's the end of the road, right?" The marshal stood up with his hands on the table, his eyes shot sharply, "It seems that the emperor didn't send them reinforcements, and Colin has already started to get sick. He went to the doctor indiscriminately. War horses are precious military resources in the army, and no army will reward soldiers with war horses unless it is absolutely necessary, so he has nothing to eat!"

"He keeps sending Qingqi to harass us, in order to make us panic every night and greatly reduce our physical strength, and finally send troops at the right time. He is now at the end of his rope, and he doesn't intend to stay in the city all the time. He is ready to take risks. , preemptive strikes."

The generals flattered, "Colin is as stupid as he is wise. He thinks his strategy is very profound, but he doesn't know that the marshal has already seen through it. The marshal is wise!"

"Notice, all soldiers will camp in place from today on standby. They should eat, drink, and maintain sufficient physical strength. Don't startle the enemy, and let the opponent's cavalry continue to interfere. When they send troops, we will wipe them all out!"

"Continue to monitor Colin's army, and we can't let go of any trouble."

From that day on, the Ottoman Empire began its daily interference activities.

According to the news from the spies, every day Colin would slaughter a horse to reward the soldiers.But the people in the Holy See still chanted scriptures and prayed for blessings as before.

Gradually, the soldiers of the Alpha Empire became accustomed to being vigilant from the beginning, and these cavalrymen also turned into a group of annoying flies, which could only buzz and scream, but had no attack power.

The soldiers should eat and drink, and they have completely relaxed and are very comfortable.

The marshal is also secretly counting the days, waiting for the time to come.

On the night of the eighth day, Sang Jiuchi stared at the misty distance and said, "The time is ripe, Hull, let the brothers prepare, today is the last day."

Hale had already put on his armor, and his long blond hair was pulled into a high ponytail.

A handsome face is like a snow mountain that does not melt all year round, piercingly piercing.Thick eyebrows flew into the temples slantingly, and under the broad shoulders were surging muscles, showing a heroic posture.

His whole body was bathed in raging fighting spirit and murderous aura, his eyes glanced at the two hundred cavalry behind him, and he said loudly: "Brothers, let's go!"

The cavalry headed by Sharman held up the things in their hands, and their whole bodies were also full of fighting spirit.

With Hull's order, two hundred well-trained light cavalry rushed out like arrows.

Now it is officially late at night, the earth is quiet, and everything in the world seems to be shrouded in white mist and fell into a deep sleep.

But in this quiet late night, they didn't feel sleepy at all.

Colin's expression was very nervous, and there was excitement in the tension.

His body trembled uncontrollably, and his hands clenched into fists!

If they can succeed today, they will surely win this battle!

There is so much fog in the distance that you can't see your fingers.

The two hundred cavalry had already found out the enemy's position in two waves during the day and night in the first seven days, and they could find the exact position of the enemy even in the fog.

In the Alpha Empire barracks, several patrolling soldiers were patrolling.

Today's patrols are twice as strong as usual because of the fog.

Several patrolling soldiers patrolled the camp and chatted as they walked, "Do you think the cavalry from the Ottoman Empire will come today?"

Another soldier said arrogantly: "Whether he will come or not, it's useless anyway. I really don't know why they put in so much effort. If they have that energy, it's better to let the horses rest more, so that the killing will be more effective." Lots of horsemeat."

The other soldiers laughed loudly when they heard the soldier's ridicule, and the atmosphere was very comfortable.

Suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance.

The soldier who was teasing just now blew a whistle: "Oh, here we go again, the other side really has perseverance, even in this kind of day, he is not afraid of falling off the cliff halfway. Let's go, let's fetch water."

After seven or eight days of confrontation, they have long been used to fetching water in advance as soon as they hear the sound of horseshoes.

The water well was in the center of the camp. When several people walked to the well, they found that there were already several people standing by the well.

"What are you doing here?" the patrolling soldier asked curiously.

"Fetch water, I heard the sound of horseshoes just now, and the cavalry from the other side came to make trouble again." Another soldier from the patrol team replied.

The tone is very pleasant, as if saying "the flies are coming again".

The soldier who asked at the beginning was stunned for a moment, "No, obviously I heard the sound of horseshoes from my direction, so why are you there?"

The person who replied just now retorted: "No, no, I heard it clearly, it's our side."

While the two were arguing, another group of sentries slowly came out of the mist.

When the sentinel saw it, the expression was the same as that of the sentinel just now, "What are you doing here?"

The two groups of soldiers in front almost said in unison, "What are you doing here again?"

The leader of the new pair of sentinels said: "Come and fetch water, I heard the sound of horseshoes just now."

The man's tone was also very pleasant.

The two teams in front have already realized that something is wrong.

In the foggy darkness, the neighbors looked at each other, and felt a "thump" in their hearts. The water didn't bother to hit it, and rushed to the place it was coming from.

They ran in the mist where they couldn't see their fingers. Before they reached the position just now, they already smelled something burning.

A large cloud of black smoke rose upwards, mixing with the mist.

The fog is heavier.

"Fire!" shouted the soldier.

Immediately afterwards, there was an anxious "on fire" from another direction.

As if some switch was touched, an anxious voice came from the other direction.

Finally, someone realized something was wrong.

"Enemy attack! It's an enemy attack!"

Then the horn sounded, shaking the foggy night.

The marshal had already woken up when the sentries shouted "Get out of the water!" He rushed out of the tent and quickly ordered: "Everyone be quiet!"

The mist covered it, so that the marshal's voice could not be heard clearly. The generals gave orders, except for those who put out the fire, and quickly quieted down the anxious soldiers.

The soldiers were well-trained, and after hearing the orders of the marshal and generals, they quickly and quietly stood up in their positions in an orderly manner.

The marshal ordered: "There is no enemy attack, let everyone put out the fire first!"

In front of him, a fiery red light was faintly revealed in the mist, and thick black smoke kept rushing upwards.

After receiving the order, the soldiers quickly joined the fire fighting team.

There was a sound of splashing water one after another, and all the buckets and water tools that could be used were used.

But the black smoke showed no sign of going out.

The marshal frowned. Amidst the strong and choking smoke, there were faint scents of pungent grease coming to the tip of his nose.

The marshal was stunned for a moment when he smelled the oil, but his face changed drastically in the next second, and he said in horror, "It's kerosene!"

At this time, the flames in all directions finally ignited again. The flames met the kerosene and burned rapidly. The buckets of water poured on it not only failed to extinguish the fires, but produced more thick smoke, which mixed with mist. It makes this already psychedelic environment even more treacherous.

The marshal's voice was a little flustered, but he still forced himself to calm down and asked, "Food! Where's our food?!"

In a panic, a soldier stumbled and ran in, knelt in front of the marshal and reported urgently: "Report to the marshal! Our food and grass have been set on fire!"

The marshal was furious, kicked the soldier over, and shouted: "Didn't you tell you to guard the granary?!"

The man said anxiously, "I can't hold it anymore, they rushed in!"

In his fury, the marshal had already ignored the sound of metal clashing on the man's body when he spoke.

"what?!"

Just as the marshal's startled words fell, the sound of horseshoes sounded from all directions.

Accompanied by the rapid sound of horseshoes, there was a shrill roar one after another.

The marshal was furious: "Hurry up and fight!"

But it was all too late.

Before the Marshal could finish his sentence, a cold light suddenly shot out from the ground, heading straight for the Marshal's throat!

The marshal had sharp eyes and quick hands, and immediately drew out his sword to meet the attack, narrowly dodging the attack.The man's killing intent was fierce, and a thin layer of sweat had already formed on the Marshal's forehead.

Only then did the soldiers around him react, and immediately drew their swords and moved towards the man.The man's movements were also fast. He quickly took out an object from behind and threw it upwards. Suddenly, the fire suddenly appeared, illuminating the area brightly.

That person is none other than Sharman!

In the light, the long swords of the three soldiers had already rushed in front of Shaman.

It's too late to say, then soon!

Four piercing sounds suddenly sounded, and before a few people could react, they were forced to stop their movements.

Several people stared in disbelief at the sudden extra feather arrows below.

Four unstoppable arrows shot into their throats in unison, pierced straight through, and the arrows passed through the back of their necks.

Seeing that the four of them had no chance of surviving, Sharman immediately rolled backwards, circled his index finger and thumb and blew a whistle vigorously.

In the distance, a horse neighed.The next moment, a war horse galloped towards Sharman.He quickly got on his horse, and slammed on the iron beside him, making rhythmic beating sounds.

It was like a signal. Hearing this sound, the cavalry who had been killed in the fog retreated in unison!While withdrawing, he killed the enemies standing beside him.

While beating on the iron, Shaman laughed and ran: "The general of our army is dead now, and he will be captured quickly! When the sun rises tomorrow, our army will attack aggressively, and you will die!"

Sharman laughed out loud, and the surrounding cavalry retreated one after another.

The marshal of the Alpha Empire heard Sharman's voice and fell to the ground with his head raised.The bow and arrow that pierced his neck pierced back into his neck because he fell to the ground. However, he no longer felt the pain.

He couldn't figure out where he lost. They should have won this war, so why did he suddenly die when he was about to win?

Even until he died, he didn't know who killed him. Those four arrows seemed to fall from the sky!

Death was approaching slowly, and the marshal's consciousness had gradually become chaotic.

Countless pictures appeared in his mind like a revolving lantern, and suddenly, several pictures squeezed into his mind at the same time.

He suddenly realized how the opponent aimed at him just now.

In the beginning, the nimble enemy finds its position, and then sends the signal by tapping the metal on the waist.Immediately afterwards, the assassination action was just to divert his attention and restrain the actions of the few of them.

Finally, illuminate it with a torch, let the archer aim, and finally shoot the bow and arrow, and come directly at them.

From the very beginning of this chaos, the opponent's target was himself.

When he thought he was in the safest protection circle, he had already been targeted by poisonous snakes.

The marshal gave a wry smile silently, this was definitely not Colin's scheme.

He has been fighting against Colin for nearly a month, and he has already figured out what the other party's temperament and brains are. With his strategy, he has not yet reached this level of strategizing.

That person not only mastered astronomy, guessed today's fog, and even figured out his own personality.

He lowered his vigilance by slaughtering war horses, and misled his judgment by harassing cavalry every day.

The purpose is to use today to go straight to the barracks and assassinate himself!

Killing the enemy first kills the king, the marshal looked sideways in despair at the four generals lying neatly beside him, with despair in his eyes.

Whether it was him, even his four generals were all killed.

Without a commander in the barracks, no matter how strong the soldiers are, they will become a mess.

They lost this war.

That man had calculated everything into it, he must have calculated the heavy fog today, otherwise he would not have let his cavalry use metal knocking signals to transmit information.

The depth of the opponent's strategy is beyond his ability to catch up.

Such a talent, why didn't he know it before.

When did the Ottoman Empire have such a rare genius?If it wasn't an enemy, he really wanted to get to know this genius well and become friends with him.

It's just a pity that there is no "if" in this world.

He is about to die, and he will leave this world with this question.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the marshal could no longer see anything in his eyes or hear anything in his ears.

He slowly closed his eyes, feeling that the soul was separating from his body, and the light soul was floating in mid-air, without any sense of weight.

Soldiers have already discovered the bodies of the five of them, and the entire barracks is in chaos.

The blazing flames had no intention of extinguishing them. At the grain and grass place in the distance, all the soldiers guarding the grain and grass fell to the ground, and the grain and grass had long been burned into a sea of ​​flames.

Marshal Soul sighed. Before he left, he still had one final obsession. He wanted to see who killed himself, and even more wanted to see who came up with this idea.

The soul breaks away from the shackles of the body and becomes the free wind.

It didn't take long for his soul to catch up with the soldier who had just appeared in front of him pretending to be a soldier.

That man should be a very good cavalryman. He rode the horse and ran very fast, and it didn't take long for him to catch up with the large army.

The marshal was floating in mid-air, only to realize that there were as many as 200 cavalry dispatched this time.

The events of the previous few days have changed in my mind. From the first day of interference, the other party will choose a different position to interfere every day.

He originally thought that the opponent was just attacking blindly to try different positions, but now it seems that it was also planned.

The cavalry is not the same group every day. They are touching points to determine their attack position and direction when the fog is in the air.

The young cavalryman quickly overtook these cavalrymen and caught up with the one who rode in front.

The man was riding a black army horse, his gaze was like a falcon, and his face was cold and sharp, extremely sharp.

The man saw Sharman, "Sharman, thank you."

Shaman smiled and approached, panting heavily, "Mr. Hull, it's a good thing you walked through Yang with a hundred steps. I almost thought I was dead. This time I really turned around in front of the ghost gate, which scared me to death."

His voice was so loud that the cavalry behind him laughed when they heard it.

The marshal felt a little uncomfortable hearing their laughter, but if the winner is king or loser, if his army wins, the smile will probably be happier than theirs.

Hull.

His name was Hull the man.

Is this the young man who shot himself?

Is this the same person who organized this strategy?

While he was still thinking, Sharman continued to laugh and said: "General Colin is too good, why didn't I realize that he is so powerful before. Is he suddenly enlightened? How could he come up with such a clever plan? This is still ours. Upright General Colin? When will he also watch the stars at night."

The marshal floating in mid-air frowned.

Colin?Is this really Colin's trick?

The general called Hull suddenly sneered, and took the reins, "Since you also don't think this is the work of Major General Colin, have you ever thought that someone else came up with this plan?"

Including Sharman, the laughter of all the cavalry stopped abruptly, and they also held the reins.

Shaman hesitated for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Did you come up with it?"

Hull's expression changed subtly, "That's not true. After you go back, you will know who the real expert is behind this matter. Let's go."

The sound of horseshoes sounded again, and quickly merged into the endless night.Behind them, the soaring flames were still licking greedily, as if they wanted to swallow everything in their stomachs before giving up.

The marshal followed closely behind them and soon reached the local barracks.

It is midnight now, but there are still many soldiers in the barracks who have not slept, as if they are waiting for something.

Two men stood at the head, one was Major General Colin whom he had fought several times, and the other man he did not know.

But that person looks extremely handsome and beautiful, as pure and transparent as a bright moon hanging in the starry sky.

The man was wearing a red bishop's robe, and the marshal recognized the other person's identity through the clothes - Archbishop Sang Jiuchi in red!

Beside Sang Jiuchi, there was also a burly and powerful middle-aged man, with blazing eyes and tightly pursed lips.

Different from Colin's nervousness and anxiety, Sang Jiuchi seemed unusually quiet.

He sat quietly on the chair, propping his temple with one hand, as if he would fall asleep in the next second.

It wasn't until Colin stood up excitedly when he saw the cavalry triumphantly that Sharman shouted from afar, "Major General Colin, we succeeded!"

Colin rushed out with a stride, and saw 170 cavalry who had gone there, and there were more than 20 cavalry when they came back, and only more than [-] people were injured.

His voice was even a little trembling, "Quickly, tell me how far you have succeeded?"

Hull didn't speak, but got off his horse and walked straight to the handsome archbishop in red who was dozing off.

Sharman loudly told Colin the result, "All succeeded, burning food and grass, killing the marshal, we have done it!"

Surprise appeared on Colin's face, and his whole face was already very tangled up. His smile and excitement were mixed together, which looked strange.

Whether it was Colin, Sharman, the cavalry or the soldiers who had been waiting for the result, everyone showed indescribable expressions.

Only the faces of Sang Jiuchi and Hull, who had been sitting all the time, remained unchanged.

The marshal scanned the crowd, and finally set his sights on Sang Jiuchi and Hull.

After Hull walked in front of Sang Jiuchi, he first glanced at the burly middle-aged man beside him, then knelt down on one knee, took the other's hand with a very pious expression, and printed a kiss on the back of the other's hand, " My lord bishop, luckily I have fulfilled my mission, and I have completed the task you entrusted me with."

His move shocked all the cheering crowd.

Sang Jiuchi, who had been drooping his eyes, finally opened his eyes. He stood up slowly, his gaze swept around, and finally his gaze was fixed on an empty place.

Suddenly the marshal who met Sang Jiuchi's eyes was shocked, his eyes were as soft as the wind but seemed to see through everything.

Sang Jiuchi seemed to be able to see himself, and he was still watching him.

In order to verify his guess, the Marshal moved to one side.

Sang Jiuchi's gaze also moved.

The marshal was shocked.

Just when the marshal was at a loss, Sang Jiuchi had already withdrawn his gaze and looked at the crowd again.

Heer held Sang Jiuchi's right hand and helped him to the front of the soldiers.

Sang Jiuchi has already proved his ability with facts. Seeing that the time is ripe, Colin no longer hides it. Today is the best time, and he will make a serious announcement tomorrow.

Colin took out the king's letter of appointment from his pocket and held it up high, "Soldiers, there is one thing I have been keeping from you. In fact, the rescue of the empire arrived ten days ago. You think it is an overthrow The priests of the Holy See praying for blessings are actually the rescue sent to us by the empire."

Everyone was in an uproar.

"All the strategies tonight, including the provision of fire oil, are all due to the cardinal archbishop beside me - Sang Jiuchi. And his identity is not just the cardinal archbishop, he also has another identity, the imperial The marshal of this battle who accepted his fate is also the supreme commander of this war."

"Before "today, in order to appease the hearts of the people, I have always been the one who conveyed Marshal Sang's instructions.But in fact, I dare not claim all the credit, because all the strategies come from Marshal Sang. "

The uproar soon subsided, Shaman was heartbroken, and not long after listening to it, he suddenly opened his mouth and said: "I mean, when did Major General Colin become so smart? It turned out to be someone else. Long live Marshal Sang! "

As Shaman shouted, everyone reacted, they had just won a huge victory, and this victory came from Sang Jiuchi.

There was no question anymore, everyone shouted out almost at the same time: "Long live Marshal Sang!"

Colin: "..."

I'm not smart, but are you polite?