Chapter 108 will be successful An army of 100,000 people, birds and beasts of prey, roared and fought together.
Like a mountain, the giant elephant waded out of the sea of people with four hooves the size of a car with a rumbling sound.
The griffin hovered in the sky, swooping down from time to time, attacking the opposing high-ranking generals.
Spear-like crossbow arrows shot through the crossbows, piercing the sky with a ghostly scream, piercing through countless human bodies, even the giant elephant.
On the hillside, on the meadows, in the river, everywhere was blood-red, and this fierce battle began before the sun rose and the morning fog began until sunset, and the western mountains were full of red clouds, and the corpses filled the Bula River.
Grand Duke Butani was already determined to leave General von Hull behind, and despite the dissuasion of his generals, he personally put on armor and went into battle, and a set of snow-white battle robes was drenched in blood, like the demon god of hell.
Although the battle was not over, the remaining of von Her's army was less than 5,000 men, and it was suppressed on the banks of the Bula River, and the outcome of the battle was already sealed.
The river Bra will be the burial place of General von Herr, the legendary hero of the Norman principality The battle may be over before midnight, but there are many, many people who don't sleep because of it.
The moonlight was bleak, and in a remote canyon, about a hundred people climbed over the hanging bank.
They had not taken part in a fierce battle, but their robes were as tattered as they had been after a hundred battles, and they conquered a cliff that no one had ever climbed, at the cost of twenty-seven men of a hundred skilled warriors.
It was easier to go any further, and after half an hour they were at the bottom of the canyon, and there was a small silver river, and because of the appearance of this group, the birds and ducks and insects fled in fright, and there was a commotion.
The group rushed to the river and drank from the buffalo.
On the hill, a huge stone was lifted, and Monsieur Picasso came out of it like a marmot, looked down with a wry head, and said with a wry smile: "My dear sister, I think this time we have really done a great job" "It's not because if I had followed your idea, we would have flown back to Baptiste by now, and tell our Jedi that General von Hull had been honorably dethroned," said Miss Sallyste, with her hands in her hands.
As soon as she said our Jedi, Picasso's brother shivered, but he was very clever and did not refute, he was already tired of the old man's action of burrowing into the bed.
"He actually abandoned the whole army, abandoned the nearly 50,000 troops who followed him all the way to fight, and threw them all in the Bula River, this is really incredible, the strong man is not such a solution, I can't do it if I change it" "So you can't be a general, no one knows about this news except us, our Jedi."
Picasso was also a clever man, and he couldn't help but protest: "Sister, until now, Mr.
Jedi doesn't seem to have seen you squarely, and I doubt that he will one day have the opportunity to become our Jedi." ” "Opportunity is self-made, and he doesn't look at me squarely, that's because he is not a man who only values the beauty of a woman."
Picasso did retching.
"He hasn't noticed my strengths yet, I'll make him realize my worth" Sally said confidently: "Our father said that if you fancy something, you must try your best to fight for it, never say that you fail, it doesn't matter if you are shameless, as long as you can succeed."
Jedi is rich and rivals the country, I can't cheat for a lifetime than just this once, for the sake of money, I'm willing to let go" The group of men and horses at the bottom of the canyon only drank some water, rested in place for a short while, and then quickly ran into the distance.
Picasso squinted at his sister with two mung bean eyes and said, "The great god of fraud, Amstru, told me that you don't mean what you say, sister.
If the spring heart is moved, the spring heart is moved, although you are not for such a noble and great goal as money this time, but as your dear big brother, I will not publicly despise you" "You fool," said Sallist, annoyed, her face as white as jade could be seen in the night.
Indignantly, she was about to drop the stone she was holding again.
"Oops, ay, ay,a," Picasso howled habitually, and a fish leaped into the pit cleanly There were two violent roars, and the sound of tooth-aching bones shattering sounded like popping beans.
General von Her didn't use a sword, but his fighting spirit was all over his body, and his current terrifying was no less than that of a Behemoth.
His hands caught the sentry's neck, and he slammed his head so hard that his brain burst, and the two soldiers died without saying a word.
Before a soldier who had just emerged from the outpost to see the scene could say a word, General von Hull leaped forward and punched him in the chest.
Under the impact of the irresistible force, the soldier's bones shattered inch by inch, and flew upside down like a rag doll, crashing into the stone wall of the outpost, and falling into a mess of mud.
At the same time, more than 100 of his own soldiers also moved together and entered this unguarded mountain outpost, screaming one after another.
"We have chosen the most difficult road, but there must be daily contact between the various outposts, there is no news here, and if other outposts send people to check, we can only fight for a day at most."
General von Hull was in rags, his original majesty and elegance had completely disappeared, his whole body was filled with the coldness of slaughter, and a fierce and domineering murderous aura made his clothes flutter.
In order to climb the cliffs, they have removed their full armor.
"As soon as the news spreads that all the soldiers at this post have been annihilated, the Grand Duke of Butani will link this incident with the fact that my body cannot be found on the banks of the Bula River, and he will do whatever it takes to pursue it" He waved his hand, and coldly slashed his palm at a disheveled Butani soldier who had just run out, and with a "tom", the man fell to the ground like a half-sack, and General von Hull's voice did not pause at all: "This is a new battle, a race against time, as long as we return to Norman before the Grand Duke of Butany catches up, we will win this war and everyone listen, eat immediately after clearing the remaining enemies, rest for half a day, and then leave at full speed" "Do you think he can escape" In the clouds and mist in the sky, two dragons circled, Picasso put away his "clairvoyance" and asked his sister.
As soon as the battle began, he slipped away, and the lives of 45,000 men bought him a whole day and a night.
I think that although the path he chose was difficult, the pursuers were also bumpy, and he would be able to escape back."
Sallyster was dressed in white fluttering, like a fairy: "Alas, it's a pity that he abandoned the trust and life of the whole army" "So what" Picasso returned hovering in the red dragon: "He won because of this."
What if he stayed, and died on the banks of the Bula River with all the soldiers of the army, it would be meaningless."
"But I think he's cold-blooded."
"This is called reason, and this is a qualified leader who only weighs the pros and cons, and does not act emotionally."
When Picasso said this, he glanced at his sister meaningfully: "Jedi will become a leader one day." ” Sallyster was silent, and the green dragon she rode flew around the clouds, and approached the red dragon Nicholas again.
With a gentle wave of her hand, Sally flew in the direction of the Norman Duchy.
Picasso patted the dragon's neck and trailed away.
In the sky, Shalist's voice was discouraged: "If there was a day, I would rather he be an unqualified leader" "General von Herr is defeated and will surely die" The first military intelligence arrived at dawn, and there was only one sentence on it.
Barto swished to his feet, and Jedi glanced at him and asked, "Where are you going?"
Bartow had been sitting all night, his eyes red from smoking.
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He grabbed his coat and top hat and said, "I'll go to the exchange right away, and before the news spreads, I'll sell all the bonds in hand, otherwise in another day, I will be worthless." ” "Wait, the news from the other two hasn't arrived yet.
I always felt that with von Her's usual forbearance in officialdom and his skillful use of the military's old rival Noble House to kill his rivals and successfully ascend to the top of the military, he would not choose a decisive battle with no chance of victory as the end of his life."
Barto sat back down, fidgeting, looking up at the rising sun outside the window, and then reaching into his arms and anxiously pulling out a cigar.
"Give me one," Jedi said suddenly.
Both of them were smoking cigarettes, and the air in the room was dull, and although the windows were open, the smoke was still choking, but Helen glanced at them, but did not make a sound.
At this time, the information of the second messenger arrived, and the information on the letter was more detailed than the previous one: "The remnants of von Hull are suppressed on the banks of the Bra River, and their demise is inevitable.
Further information will be provided when the final outcome is presented."
After reading the letter, Jedi's hand clenched suddenly.
"What to do" Barto couldn't help it.
"There you go" "Okay" Barto jumped to his feet, this time he didn't even take his top hat and coat, and rushed out of the door at a trot, got into the carriage that had been prepared, and slammed the front window and shouted: "Hurry up, Jinding Securities, the fastest speed" In the room, Helen reminded: "Jedi, the news of the Picasso siblings has not yet arrived".
Jedi shook his head and said: "Do you think that we are the only ones who care about the battle of the Bula River if we wait, everyone else will get the news, if we can't seize the opportunity, the so-called information is useless." ” Helen sighed softly, suddenly smiled softly, gently pressed his shoulder and said: "Actually, the ending was already expected by us, right, it is not difficult to find a way to withdraw from the political arena of the principality, don't think about it anymore, when the situation stabilizes, the people we sent to the Principality of Butani to collect intelligence will come back, at that time, let's think about where to open a gap and successfully enter the Principality of Butani."
Jedi patted her hand and comforted her softly: "Don't worry, I've thought about it, Miss Cleo's idea is quite insightful, in this way, we will build up our armament, and in the future, our strength will gradually grow, and we will change our banner, it is not easy This method is feasible, as long as our intelligence officers can prove that the information provided by Miss Cleo is true." ” Helen sat on his lap, and the two of them whispered quietly with their ears grinding their temples.
The two were chatting passionately, the stairs sounded like a mad cow going upstairs, and the two looked at the door in surprise, and the heavy footsteps stopped abruptly at the door, and then the door opened, and a snow-white grimace appeared in the doorway.
Helen jumped in fright, and looked at her for a long time before she cried out, "Miss Sallyste, what's the matter with you?"
"She's fine, it's just that she usually exercises too little, her body is too bad, she runs too quickly, and she can't breathe a little."
Picasso looked helpless and looked helpless from behind her shoulders, looking at his appearance but calm: "The dragon wants to stay outside the city, I was supposed to come back first to report the news, but she insisted that she tell you." ” "Sit down and rest, Miss Sallyster, what do you know?"
asked Helen as she quickly helped her to sit down, handed her a glass of water, and asked casually.
"Von Hull, still alive," Salice said only that, and her thirsty throat throbbed with a mouthful of water, and she stroked her chest, unable to speak the second half of the sentence for a while.
Jedi rushed to the front with an arrow: "General von Hull is still alive, you can make it clear" Miss Sally opened her mouth and pointed to her chest, gasping for air, and finally to her brother.
She rushed all the way to Jedi, rushing to tell Jedi the news, but when she did arrive, she could only ask her brother to speak for her.
Picasso took over with a wry smile and told Jedi what they had discovered.
"General von Hull has abandoned all the warriors who trusted him and followed him" Jedi was furious, and the wolf's philosophy made him unable to accept such a horrific act.
Helen suddenly said, "Jedi, you should tell Barto to stop selling right away" Jedi suddenly said, "Yes, on the contrary, we should buy it with all our might, and make a lot of money before we exit Baptiste."
I sent someone no, I personally went to inform him" Jedi turned to leave, but Miss Sally stood up, tugged at his sleeve, and said with difficulty, "Don't, don't be ruthless."
Jedi looked at Miss Salliste's delicate face, which was still flushed, but her eyes were clear and her face was holy, this woman, I believe that she was in bed, and she looked like a saint who was always cold and pure.
Her clear eyes radiated a compassionate look, and although he knew that she had been a liar for a long time, Jedi was touched by her great personality, and he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of his cruelty.
"Sallyster, the two armies are at war, and there is no room for hesitation or mercy.
It's a war for us, and there's no room for mercy, and I know that some of the debt buyers are civilians and are already in debt, and it's cruel to buy their last hope at a low price, but."
Helen was explaining, and Sallyster, who had finally regained her breath, opened her small mouth and took two hard breaths of air, and then said, "No, no, I mean, it's not ruthless enough."
"Ahh Sally took another sip of water and stroked her chest, her physique was indeed average, and her heart was still beating hard under this rush, but now she was not allowed to rest, she hurriedly said: "Mr.
Jedi, your status in the principality, as well as your relationship with the Grand Duke and General von Herr, are well known.
If you let Barto sweep the goods and buy them, even if ordinary people can't see it, but those nobles and big families on the second floor won't be unaware of it at all, once they sniff out the strangeness. will inevitably rush to buy with you, then we won't be able to make the maximum profit.
I mean".
Sally told her plan, and Jedi couldn't help but look at Picasso, and the two men, who barely communicated with each other, subconsciously nodded at the same time, and reached a consensus on a certain point of view: this is really the most poisonous woman's heart Jedi hurried to the Golden Dome Exchange, where the depressed market was already crowded, everyone clutched their bonds, and asked around in horror for news, all kinds of rumors filled the hall, and the air was filled with a strong smell of sweat.
As soon as Jedi's carriage arrived, some sharp-eyed people spotted him.
The speculators quickly informed the others in a tentacle communication of ant sappers, and all of them looked at the first god of wealth in the principality, who was most closely related to General von Her, hoping to see a clue in his face.
Jedi walked briskly into the trading floor, his face expressionless, inscrutable.
Someone wanted to open his mouth to ask something, but he closed his mouth with an inferiority complexion, and only cast that pleading gaze on his face.
The boiling trading floor miraculously fell silent, and everyone pinned their wealth and honor on his eyes.
Without saying a word, Jedi silently ascended to the second floor and walked straight to Barto's office.
Bartow's traders came and went, and Bartow himself held a large cigar in his mouth and shook his legs on the table as if he were at ease.
Jedi's arrival attracted the attention of other big brokers, and people were watching from a distance for any disturbances here.
At this moment, there is no longer any noise in the Golden Dome Building that can lift up the building, and even a single needle can be heard in the whole building.
"Why are you here," Barto jumped up with a twitch of his legs.
"You're very laid-back, Bartow," Jedi took a breath, sliding the tension in his heart, a smile on his face.
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"Leisurely, my heart is like beating the drum" Barto grabbed Jedi, pulled him to the innermost, and whispered: "I can't let others see what I'm doing, I have two sets of trading teams, light and dark."
These people in front of me are ornaments, and I am now throwing them with a set of small pens in the dark.
After all, there are still many people who are optimistic about General von Her, and even if I only sell one-third of this price, it is better than selling it with all my might.
Scared, you don't understand this kind of thing. ” Jedi shook his head, took off his top hat and threw it back to the hanger at the door with unmistakable accuracy, and said: "Listen, now you have to throw out all the bonds and stocks in your hands with great fanfare, as long as the whole market can be smashed and sold wildly, use your set of people, do it immediately." ” Barto's eyes narrowed: "Are you crazy, Jedi, if you do this, the whole market will go crazy, all the orders on the board are sell orders, no one will buy my goods, and all the public debt will become a pile of waste paper" Jedi whispered a few words in his ear, and the cigarette in Barto's mouth fell to the ground at once, and he stammered, "Is this true, then we should buy it with all our might while the price is not high now."
"No, the current price is not low enough, sell it with all your might, and everyone knows that at that time, the set of people you are hiding in the shadows will play a big role" Jedi whispered Sallist's words to him, and Barto stood there petrified and muttered, "She's a genius devil."
Jedi nodded and said, "I agree, let's do this scene now."
I still have to leave with a heavy heart."
Jedi left Barto's office and appeared at the staircase on the second floor with a melancholy face, first making a look at his deep, gloomy eyes for everyone to see, then bowing his head gloomily and buttoning his top hat over his head.
Well, his task was over, and he walked down the stairs with heavy steps, and when he reached the last step, he seemed to be in a trance and did not pay attention, and thought that there were steps below, but he actually frustrated it, and then he forced himself to go forward with difficulty.
All eyes were on his back, like an invisible mountain weighing heavily on his back, and Jedi had never felt so nervous until he got into the carriage that he let out a long sigh of relief.
People turned their heads and stared at Bato's office on the second floor, where the little man was dancing like crazy, but no one could hear what he was saying, and the traders in front of him stood in two large rows, and after listening to the little man's orders, they rushed out in a swarm, like a herd of hyenas that pounced on the rotting bison.
They rushed to the trading desk without a sound and began to frantically sell bonds, stocks, and securities at any cost, selling everything they could throw out as rags.
The tycoons on the second floor had already been noticed first, and they were the quickest to react, and the tycoons immediately waved their hands vigorously with the grief and determination of a strong man, and their traders who had been waiting for a long time immediately rushed to the trading board.
The first huge wave was set off, and countless huge waves followed, and the price was surging like a wave, and the price has been falling to an unbelievable level.
There was a commotion in the hall, but everyone seemed to have been petrified, and the hum was not to talk to others, but to mumble to themselves by dumbfounded speculators.
At this time, the price of the securities market has begun to collapse, and there is no longer a peak of the waves "General von Hull was killed in battle" "The damn dwarf knows the truth" "Butanny's army of revenge is about to be killed" Screams rang out one after another, and the awakened screamed like an electric shock, and then slammed down on the trading desk, grabbing any empty seats.
Like a bull jumping into the abyss, they jumped down without hesitation, and the thousands of stupid cows did not think about it, so they kicked their hooves away, as if they were one step slower and would become slaughtered, and pounced on them.
Barto's cheeks twitched, his expression as monstrous as a soul-devouring three-headed dog of hell, and a carnage of wealth began The sea of silence, melodious and graceful singing floats above the sea, just like the curling smoke, ethereal and ethereal, extremely beautiful, making people stop and can't bear to leave.
According to the fishermen, if they hear this kind of song from a distance, they should quickly block their ears and flee as far as they can, otherwise they will be attracted by the song and stay until they are dry and haggard, until they become fossils.
The legend is obviously exaggerated, and although the singing is like a heavenly sound, at least the young man is not deluded.
His figure was slender and muscular, tanned by the sun, as graceful as a bronze statue.
His long golden hair was draped over his shoulders, shoulders, chest, and strong thighs, except for a seaweed-like plant tied at the vital point, as if he were wearing an emerald green grass skirt.
He had a melancholy expression, and he looked like a melancholy prince He was indeed a prince, Prince Martin.
The former gentleman has matured a lot in the ordeal, at least the beard under his chin makes him look a little more calm.
When the song was over, there was a bang, and a big fish jumped out of the water and onto the rocks.
It was a legendary mermaid who was often referred to as a kraken by fishermen.
She had a large fish-shaped tail, but her upper body was a plump and seductive Terran woman, and she had a pair of beautiful seashells the size of a sea bowl buckled on her chest, blocking the tall twin peaks.
That countenance, like her natural singing, was so charming.
"Dear Martin, why are you so melancholy when you are homesick again, don't we treat you well" The mermaid sat on the reef, slapped the water mischievously with her big tail, and picked up a comb made of coral to comb her beautiful long brown hair.
"Kamiyu, you will never understand the love and hatred of human beings.
My father died at the hands of the Grand Duke of Buetany, and my sister and sister may have been fooled," Martin's handsome face twitched in pain, and he preferred to believe that his sisters were dead, and that if they had fallen alive into the hands of the lascivious Norman Archduke, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"As the prince of Kroa, I have a heavy responsibility.
Jia Meiyu, your home is peaceful, you can't understand my pain", he suddenly turned around and held Jia Meiyu's soft hand: "Jia Meiyu, I know that you are a kind girl, you have lived here for two years, you should also understand what kind of person I am, I will never be happy here, even if I am accompanied by countless beautiful women, help me, let me go, okay" "I can't, I can't", Kamiyu withdrew her hand in panic, avoiding his eyes.
"Why, exactly, why," Martin growled angrily.
The fishtail gently lapped the waves, and Kamiyu glanced at him timidly, then glanced around secretly, and then whispered, "I can't help you leave, or I'll be a sinner of my clan."
I can tell you why, but please don't say I'm telling you."
"You say, you say," Prince Martin put her soft cheek to her lips, and his beard gently rubbed her delicate skin, and Kamiyu wanted to withdraw her hand with some fear, but seemed to enjoy the caress very much, she bit her plump and seductive lips, and spoke in a low voice.
"We, the Krakens, have all been women since ancient times.
Many years ago, there was a man of my tribe who came to human society, and she said that there was a human bard who knew about our people, and called us a daughter country, and wrote it into his travelogue.
The method of reproduction of our people is actually very simple.
That is, if there is not a single man in our race, the strongest of the many female krakens will become a man, and the women of our race have a fishtail, but the men are exactly the same as humans.
He inherits the responsibility of our whole family to multiply.
Therefore, he became the king of all our Krakens.
Our King is our husband.
It has been like this since ancient times, when the old king was old and died, he appointed a new successor on the altar of sacrifice to the gods, and when she became a man, she became our king.
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But on the day you came, our king was lying on his throne and was about to die, and he had not yet appointed an heir, but his hand had just been raised."
The beautiful little Kraken stole a glance at Martin, and Martin's face turned very ugly.
"His hand is pointing to heaven, and you are descending from heaven and falling before him."
Martin's face became even more ugly, and he didn't forget that the Siren King's eyes widened, and he pointed at him tremblingly, and he only said the word "you" and died, and the old bastard was simply scared to death by him.
At the same time, the eight elders of the Kraken Clan, the eight old witches who had lived for more than 600 years, were worshipping all around, shouting, "O Lord God Almighty, please give my clan a strong man" It's funny that being a stallion can be so painful.
The husband of all the mermaids, Martin suddenly saved the number of mermaids in the sea, and couldn't help but fight a cold war.
"I can leave, isn't it true that when there are no men in your clan, one of the strongest krakens will automatically become a man?"
"That being said, but, you're the only male to appear in the Succession ceremony.
No one dares to take such a risk, who knows if there will be a man again after letting you go, and the kings of my clan are all born after death, passed down from generation to generation, and no one in the whole clan dares to risk the death of the clan.
If you leave, and we can't have a new king."
Prince Martin turned his head wordlessly, looking at the end of the horizon with tears in his eyes, as if listening to the song of the Siren, a petrified sculpture: