A faint smile appeared on the corners of Persephone's lips, but her mood did not last long before another layer of frost covered her face.
Just when they were about to enter Dragon City, the convoy slowly stopped.
There was a black-painted wheeled armored off-road vehicle parked in the middle of the road ahead, and a dozen fully armed armored vehicles were parked on both sides of the road.
The large-caliber machine guns equipped on the armored vehicles were not as powerful as those of the Persephone convoy.
Anti-aircraft machine guns are comparable.
In the middle of the road, the black-painted armored vehicle was extremely eye-catching, with a dark gold shield also painted on both sides of its body.
A disproportionately large turret was placed on the roof of the vehicle, which actually contained a light tank cannon.
In front of the armored vehicle, stood a man in his thirties.
He was like an unsheathed saber, stuck straight in the middle of the road, his eagle-like eyes fixed on Persephone's motorcade.
This man was not very handsome, and his skin looked like a dark wheat color that had been exposed to the sun all day long, but his whole body exuded a cold aura that could only be refined through countless battles.
Persephone got off the SUV and walked ten meters in front of the man before stopping.
The two major generals of the Dark Dragonriders stood opposite each other, their awe-inspiring auras almost equal to each other.
The flamboyant armored vehicle with exaggerated firepower formed a sharp contrast with Persephone's agile and exquisite off-road vehicle.
Persephone was like a sharp sword, while the man was more like a fierce saber.
"General Ludendorff, it seems like you are here specially to greet me."
Persephone took off her glasses and put them into her coat pocket.
"There is no other way."
Ludendorff took off his gloves and stuffed them into his pants pocket, and said, "I really can't find a more suitable person, so I have to do it.
Don't get me wrong, this is a private welcome ceremony."
"Then how are you going to welcome me?
Or rather, how far are you going to welcome me?"
Persephone sneered.
She took out a pencil from somewhere and used her nimble fingers to spin it like a windmill.
Ludendorff clenched his left fist, and the muscles on the back of his hand cracked strangely, revealing a blood-red gem the size of a dove egg hidden under the flesh.
He faced Persephone calmly, as if the person standing opposite her was an ordinary woman, not a worthy opponent.
"This welcome ceremony is very simple.
We haven't seen each other for two years, so let's chat here.
If you are willing to return to Dragon City after dawn, I owe you a big favor."
Ludendorff said calmly Said, the gem on the back of his left hand flickered on and off, flashing a strange red light.
Persephone was silent, but she was quickly calculating Ludendorff's intention for appearing here.
Four years ago, when she was a major, Ludendorff was already a colonel.
Four years later, the two were both major generals, but Ludendorff was eight years older than her.
But she never looked down upon the famously taciturn general.
Ludendorff joined the Black Dragonriders at the age of eighteen.
He started as a private soldier.
He fought continuously for fourteen years and was promoted one level at a time.
There has never been such a thing as skipping a promotion.
This was in stark contrast to Persephone, who was promoted to major general like a rocket.
However, this is also the scary thing about him.
Thirty-four years old is still the golden age of a man, and Ludendorff still has endless potential to tap.
And he was neither impatient nor impatient, moving forward step by step, neither fast nor slow.
Even Persephone, who had never lacked self-confidence, always felt that this man was as unfathomable as the ocean during the few times the two of them fought together.
The William family from which Ludendorff was born is not inferior to the Arthur family from Persephone, but he did not rely on any help from the family, but relied on himself to get to where he is today step by step.
Although Persephone did not agree with his approach, she still admired his perseverance and patience.
"Is tonight's welcome ceremony related to the Fabregas family?"
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Persephone asked casually, her pencil resting between her slender index and middle fingers.
Ludendorff had no intention of denying it: "They spent a lot of money to leave you outside Dragon City before dawn.
Although I don't think this approach is very wise, I understand them very well.
Now for Old Fabray For Gas, it is no longer a matter of losing a high-ranking heir, but of maintaining the ancient honor of the family.
You know, those old guys who still live in the middle of the old era stubbornly believe that this kind of stain should be used.
Only blood can cleanse."
"Since it has something to do with the Fabregas family, there is no room for negotiation.
Make way."
The green color in Persephone's eyes increased rapidly, and the wind picked up around her, blowing up a few stray strands of hair.
"I don't think old Fabregas did anything wrong, so I won't give way."
Ludendorff seemed to always maintain a calm and rigid tone, "And I have the advantage of firepower now, and you have just returned from the battle. , it hasn’t been repaired yet.
Maybe you can rush into Dragon City, but all your subordinates will be left behind, so think about it."
Persephone slowly turned back and glanced at the followers behind her.
They all got out of the car, relying on the car's body for cover, and set up their weapons.
But with only light firepower at best, they were really fragile compared to the army on the opposite side equipped with eight armored fighting vehicles.
There were a total of sixteen men here, half of them injured.
Most of them had followed Persephone when she was just a major, and they had walked all the way through fire and smoke until now.
Their eyes were full of determination and trust when they looked at Persephone.
Every reasonable follower had the consciousness to fight to the death for his master.
Persephone turned around suddenly and stared at Ludendorff, her dark blue eyes burning with blazing fire.
She no longer needed to announce her decision, the rising fighting spirit had already made everything clear.
Ludendorff raised his right hand high, and the chariots parked on both sides of the road immediately started to move.
The turrets rotated, and the black muzzles pointed at Persephone's cross-country convoy.
With a bang, a circle of light blue flames suddenly appeared under Persephone's feet, and countless afterimages of herself emerged.
In an indescribable brief moment, they flashed in front of Ludendorff, with the snow-white food in her right hand.
Holding the pencil between two fingers, she stabbed him hard in the throat.
Ludendorff raised his left hand to his chest, and the gem on the back of his hand emitted a dazzling red light, instantly condensing a red light shield in front of him.
There was a soft sound of waves, and the pencil pierced the light shield without any delay, but Ludendorff had used the force to move aside.
Persephone's blow was too fierce and she couldn't hold back.
The pencil in her right hand that was burning with light blue flames directly stabbed Ludendorff's car, the armored tank painted in dark black.
What she stabbed was the thickest front armor part of the entire tank.
However, the alloy armor, which could not even be affected by ordinary small-caliber armor-piercing artillery shells, seemed to turn into a piece of tofu in front of the pencil that seemed to break at the touch of a touch. , not only did the pencil pierce easily, but her delicate hand that seemed to be broken by a flick was almost completely submerged into the armored vehicle.
As soon as Ludendorff heard this extremely subtle sound, his eyes immediately pictured a scene in which all the cutting-edge electronic equipment in the armored vehicle was broken down by high-voltage current, and smoke was everywhere.
Ludendorff's heart couldn't help but twitch slightly.
This was his favorite tank, and almost all the instruments in it were installed by himself.
He was about to save his car when he suddenly stopped moving forward and retreated, then turned his body to the side.
Another pencil flew silently, almost passing by the tip of Ludendorff's nose, and then sank into the body of an armored fighting vehicle on the side of the road.
The tank didn't know whether it was an artillery shell or fuel that was detonated.
It jumped suddenly, and then a large flame sprayed out from the top and rear doors.
As for the few soldiers in the tank, it was obvious that there was no hope of survival. .
The speed of this pencil has exceeded the limit that the human eye can capture.
Even the most proficient followers in the field of perception can only see it flashing strangely in the air a few times, but they have no time to react.
This was the pencil Persephone usually used to tie her hair.
After she threw it with her backhand, her long gray hair flew up like a waterfall, leaving behind an instantly stunning and gorgeous look.
Ludendorff had just stood up straight when he suddenly felt a warning sign in his heart.
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He immediately stood firm on the spot, let out a deep shout, stretched his hands forward, and caught the armored tank that was flying towards him with the evil wind.
When he put down his beloved armored tank next to him, Persephone's figure was slowly disappearing under the dusk.
Looking at the completely scrapped armored fighting vehicle, Ludendorff couldn't help but smile bitterly and whispered: "What a madman."
At this time, there was a loud sound of gunfire, and bullets and shells came and went, fiercely hitting the metal and tearing apart the human body.
Although Persephone's retinue was better than the opponent in terms of personal combat power, the automatic rifles in their hands could not defeat the opponent's small-caliber armor-piercing shells.
Armor-piercing bullets easily tore open the body of the off-road vehicle, blasted into the body of the subordinate hiding behind the vehicle, and then flew out with large pieces of flesh, flesh or internal organs.
After just a brief exchange of fire, most of Persephone's followers fell into a pool of blood.
But they can be proud of themselves, because even at a severe disadvantage, they brought down an equal number of enemies.
Persephone seemed completely unaware of everything happening behind her, and just flew towards the majestic yet indifferent giant Dragon City ahead.
Ludendorff no longer paid attention to the fighting situation among his followers and chased Persephone.
His speed was actually a few points faster than Persephone.
At this speed, he might be able to intercept Persephone before she rushed into Dragon City.
The dull sound of gunfire sounded like a violent storm, and a flurry of bullets flew past at an astonishing high speed.
A few hundred meters away, a Prince multi-barreled machine usually only used on armored infantry fighting vehicles.
The cannon spit out a meter-long tongue of flame, raining down bullets at a rate of thousands of rounds per minute.
This terrifying weapon was now in the hands of a man.
Ludendorff protected his head with his left arm and knelt on the ground in a half-crouch, with a light red light shield covering his whole body.
Under the impact of the rain of bullets, a large rain of fire splashed on the light shield, like a turbulent river.
The thousand-round ammunition box was emptied in less than half a minute, and a strong smell of gunpowder smoke filled the night sky.
The man in the distance put on a new ammunition box, but instead of continuing to shoot, he slowly backed away.
Ludendorff stood up, looked at the man who looked like a black steel block hundreds of meters away, and then looked at Persephone who was quickly walking away.
He shook his head helplessly and cursed in a low voice: "Another madman. " Behind Ludendorff, the battle had long ended.
The five off-road vehicles were all ablaze, and Persephone's followers all fell in blood and fire.
Ludendorff's side, which had an overwhelming firepower advantage, also suffered the same number of casualties and casualties, and had three tanks destroyed.
But Ludendorff was not heartbroken, since these are all members of the Fabregas family anyway.
At this moment, Su, who was wearing a crisp uniform, was standing at the entrance of the training base, looking at the tall buildings in front of him.
This already very familiar base seemed a bit strange today.
It was quiet inside with almost no sound.
The two female guards were still guarding the door, but their expressions were a little unnatural.
Su could almost smell the murderous intent that was filled with blood throughout the base.
This was not surprising.
In fact, when Su suddenly received a notice asking him to go to the training base immediately, he already vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Trouble finally came.
Su Zai once thought like this when he buttoned the last button on his collar before going out. .
Now looking at this empty and silent base, Su understood that the trouble this time would not be small.
He has not fought in almost a month, and has not seen blood.
This month of peace seems to be compensated tonight.
It seems that tonight, this place is destined to overflow with blood.
Su walked into the base calmly, his steps steady and steady.
With a bang, the door of the training base slammed shut behind him. 3744: