MTL - Assassin’s Chronicle-Chapter 511 Cruel art

Chapter 51—The Cruel Art

An uncontrolled melee continued until late at night, and it was the curtain. In fact, the blue in the evening has decided to let the soldiers out of the battlefield. She does not want to continue to go crazy with Baieri, and then Baieri. It seems to be suddenly awake, and the order with the same meaning as the color of the indigo is released. From dusk to late night, the two armies are truly out of contact, which shows how chaotic the battlefield is.

The familiarity of the color indigo is how to use the tactics to minimize the loss. In the field of Gorman, she can even win a zero casualty, but on the real battlefield, she is on the battlefield. The grip is obviously not as good as that of Beieri. Bayeri has been trying hard to make the battlefield more chaotic, but the blue is trying to change the chaotic situation. It turns out that Baieri is the winner and he has got his wish. What Color Blue can do is to constantly fill in the reserve team to avoid the overall collapse of the entire front due to low morale. This kind of thing, just find out that a general can do it, in other words, the color blue From the beginning to the end did not play any surprising role.

The indigo has seen the dead, but has not seen so many dead people. The woods in the valley around the battlefield have long been destroyed. The dense body has been discharged from the top of the valley to the bottom of the valley. On the valley road that has been more than ten miles long, the body is more It is layered, and in some places, even a small corpse mountain is built up. With bright moonlight, the color indigo can clearly see it all.

Both sides sent thousands of soldiers who did not carry weapons. Their mission was to clean up the battlefield, carry the bodies of their companions, and rescue the wounded soldiers who might be mixed in the bodies. The madness of the day has disappeared. The soldiers on both sides face each other, but they don’t even lift their eyelids. They pass by with no expression. They must not attack the soldiers responsible for cleaning the battlefield. This is an unwritten rule. No one is good.

The flat valley road in the past has become a swamp. The so-called swamps are all made up of the flesh and blood of humans and horses. Usually, the blood is dried quickly, but when the blood flows too much, the natural force is somewhat embarrassed, not to mention the valley is all The bodies, the blood they flowed out like a stream, gathered to the bottom of the valley. The result turned the whole valley into a blood pool hell! Every step of the soldiers in the swamp, the foot will be screaming strangely, this accidentally stepped off a broken limb, the accidentally kicked a skull, the sudden sound will always be scary. The snoring and screams of people who wake up from a coma are not terrible. The most terrifying thing is that one foot is stepping on, and the body being stepped on is screaming and crawling, making people feel creepy from the depths of their souls.

There is also a strange smell in the valley. People have heard of it. Some doctors have said that people's flesh and blood will not rot so soon. As for the strange smell left on the battlefield, most of them originate from the attack of the human body's large and small intestines. Undigested or digested. Of course, both the soldiers of the Maou Empire and the soldiers of the Seisha Empire are hard to understand what human science is, they only know. Here is **** for them! They want to vomit, they want to escape, they want to scream with all their strength, they are even willing to be unconscious, but before all this happens, they must first complete their tasks, otherwise they will become part of hell. The military law is never merciless!

Art? The indigo remembers a word that Gorman often said. War is an art! Can face the blood pool **** in front of you, the color blue suddenly wants to change Gorman's words, if war is also art, then it must be the most vicious and cruel art created by intelligent creatures! But... hatred still has to be reported. She has done so much and endured so much, just to assassinate the murderers under the gun. For her own ideals, she can enjoy or endure all the things that are useful to herself. Even if it is vicious and cruel.

The indigo stepped on the heavy footsteps and walked toward the handsome account. She knows that this battle has dealt a fatal blow to the morale of the Sediers. Originally, the soldiers reported that they had been rushing to catch up with the goal of making meritorious deeds. Who knows that Berry had covered his head and let them taste the taste of hell. Those who were scared and tremble did not know how much. But the most important issue now is not to boost morale, but what should be done tomorrow? If Baieri still wants to spend with her, can she accept it? The strategic resources of the Ma’s empire are much more powerful than the ones that she owns in the blue, and as it is today, it will take less than ten days, and all the soldiers will be spelled out!

Indigo feels a headache, like a swordsman who has great confidence in his swordsmanship to challenge a barbarian. At the beginning of the challenge, the referee suddenly developed a new rule. The two opponents can only use their fists. One hits another one, then the other hits another punch. Without any tricks, just hit it and see who falls first. Color Indigo feels that he is the helpless swordsman.

The atmosphere of the handsome account seems very dignified, and the door still has blood on his face. He is sitting in a chair, and he is silent. Today, the Iron Witch Knights suffered heavy casualties, and the casualty rate has exceeded two-fifths. At the time of the expedition, many old guys who were rarely seen were very polite to find the door and asked Menjing to take care of their children. But in the chaotic situation where the soldiers would not see and would not see the soldiers, he could take care of them. Who? Now he doesn't even dare to count how many people he lost. His heart is even more faintly aware. Whether this is a victory or a defeat, his army leader is likely to do his head.

The indigo went to his seat and slowly made it. He coughed and just wanted to talk. The scream of the lion beast suddenly came out of the account, and then a strong wind blew through the tent. Obviously there was a lion. The beast tried to land outside the handsome account, and then a gryphon knight waited for the report, pushed the soldiers outside the door, rushed in and shouted: "General, not good! Mioric led the Royal Guards Attacked Taniguchi, and... there are big league mercenaries, generals, we have been surrounded!"

The color of the indigo was on the spot, but the door was roaring: "Nonsense! Today we are still fighting the holy city guards. Are they all ghosts?!"

"Miolic... Mioric has never appeared!" said a general with a trembling voice.

The account has become silent, indeed, Mioric has never appeared. If he appears, it is estimated that the casualties of the Iron Guards will be higher, but the things that make them feel lucky at dusk have turned into Nightmare! If possible, they really want to hear it wrong, and Mioric appeared on the battlefield during the day, even if it is the Knights of the Ironclad Knights!

“Does the message belong to it?” the blue whispered, her voice trembled slightly.

"Absolutely true!" The Griffin Knight cried and said: "General, you think about it, we have not got the news of the rear for a few days?"

"What are you doing for the Griffin Knight?" Menjing said: "Why didn't you send someone back to scout?!"

"Men Jing, I sent a lot of knights back, but... the Eagle Druid has already played for the Ma’s Empire. How many knights I have lost when I sent out, this time I personally led the team back. I found that they have been occupied by them!"

“Is the terrain of Taniguchi normal?” The color blue said slowly.

"Normal? General, I don't understand what you mean."

"I mean, has there been a magical explosion in Taniguchi?"

"No."

The blue indigo punched the table and the table collapsed. The things on the ground were scattered, and the look of the generals in the account changed. They had never seen the color blue in such a state of disappointment.

"Is there really no change?" The color blue asked again, she needed to confirm whether the magic weapon she thought the trump card was in the hands of Mioric and Affy.

"Definitely no, general."

"General, what should we do?" A general shouted, and things have evolved to this point. The strategic intentions of the Ma’s Empire have been well known, that is, they are lured into the valley, smashed and destroyed, completely eliminated. The main force of the Semba Empire!

The eyes of everyone have been concentrated on the color of the blue, the eyes are full of expectations.

The handsome man of the Ma’s Imperial Army was not lively in the blue, there were only two people, one was Baieri and the other was Stig, and Stig threw a letter on the table, whispering: “Sore Er said that after running a few Griffin Knights, the color of the indigo should know that Taniguchi has fallen, but his magical array will take some time, he will let you..."

"I understand that I will give him time to fight, and I did my best today." Bayeri laughed.

"Today?" Stig turned his eyes: "Don't say that the blue is already knowing that Taniguchi has fallen, even if she doesn't know, you will scare her away when he is so crazy!"

"In this respect, you may not be as good as me." Bayeri smiled: "Many people think that the rules of using soldiers are ever-changing and difficult to ponder, but for me, the art of war is humanity! But she doesn't understand human nature. She is a little girl, her height... and that's it."

"Oh... I don't know who was defeated by a little **** the first day?"

"This is another advantage that I am stronger than the indigo." Baieri is not angry at all: "I can fail, the color is not blue, she will lose everything if she loses once!"

"Don't say anything too complete, Sol reminds us again and again, let us take care of Gorman." Stig said slowly.

"Gorman..." Bayeri frowned.