goddess of revolution

Chapter 1280 The reunion of the halflings and the tormenting wait
"On behalf of Marshal Remaco, His Majesty the God of War Huma, and His Majesty the God of War Ursos, I express my strong protest to you!"

On the third day after the opening of the Battle of Paradise Mountain, in a temporary building on the floating land in Wensili Kongjiao, the short halfling said seriously to the tall red succubus: "The text has been delivered, as a special plan for Blue Covenant. The liaison representative of the 74th Legion stationed in the Red Federation, I request a face-to-face confirmation from your counterpart!"

Because of the huge difference in height, the halfling raised his head too hard, but he still said stubbornly: "Please don't put your hands on your knees, like talking to a child, this... lady."

"And your hand, please don't put it on my head, thank you!"

Wearing glasses with large rims, the beautiful, almost evil, red succubus giggled, her tail twitching in circles: "I don't think of you as a child, Mr. Frodo-Stone Lizard Mountain. "

"I also know about your deeds in Shengjie City and Temple Mountain. I just want to ask you for an autograph."

While speaking, his hand still fell on the halfling's head, and he rubbed it like a kitten or puppy.

The succubus seemed to have won a million-dollar prize, and said happily: "Aha, plus Commissioner Sam, we're all here!"

"Uh... Commissioner Sam!"

Frodo was about to be angry, but when he heard the name, his body shook, and he stopped the guard who was going forward to seek justice for the chief.

Turning his head, he saw a fat halfling looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Sam..."

Frodo choked for a moment. It had been years since they had last seen each other.

"General Stone Lizard Mountain..."

Sam tried his best to tighten his face: "Member of the Red Federation Coordination Committee, war affairs representative Sam Stone Lishan, confirms to you that the text of the protest has been delivered. At the request of the superior, I will explain the relevant matters to you and your side."

Frodo was stunned, and mist formed in his eyes.

Taking the opportunity of saluting with Sam, he wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, and said with a smile: "When Peek told me, I still didn't believe that even you really changed your surname to Stone Lizard Mountain."

Sam scratched his head and said, "The surnames of our halflings are the names of eighteen generations of ancestors. How troublesome it is to do various registrations."

"Everyone changed their surnames according to the names of their hometowns. To be honest, we were worried that you would feel that you were stealing your title."

Frodo sighed and shook his head: "The knighthood or something is already history, and I only fully understood it a while ago."

He smiled again and looked Sam up and down: "Peak is right, you are the best in our Stone Lizard Mountain team."

"Hey, the committee members are all big shots in the Red Federation."

Sam spread his hands: "It used to be Lord Viscount, now it's a general, and the assistant of Marshal Rimaco, the spokesperson of the military god."

"Frodo, are you mocking me?"

"If you want to say that you are the best, of course it is Pique. He now has tens of millions of fans. In the old days, he could start a church and become a god of adventurers or something."

Frodo laughed and stretched his arms: "That's right, that's right, I also became a celebrity after being honored by him on Temple Mount."

Sam came up to meet them, and the two embraced tightly.

They patted each other on the back for a while, and after they parted, their faces sank and they spoke at the same time.

Frodo: "We demand that the rights contained in the covenant be fulfilled as soon as possible..."

Sam: "Your legion doesn't have the ability to fight on Mount Paradise..."

Paused, and responded at the same time.

Frodo: "Even if our equipment is a little behind, don't look down on people so much!"

Sam: "In this matter, you are only fulfilling your obligations and must obey our orders!"

Responding again made both sides a little angry...

Sam: "Facts speak louder than words!"

Frodo: "So you still have no basic trust in us!"

The two halflings stared, and a pair of gentle hands rested on their heads and rubbed them hard.

"Two honorable gentlemen, please don't interfere with my work?"

The succubus wearing glasses curled his mouth and said, "This is my reception desk..."

Not to scold the succubus for being rude, Frodo and Sam looked at each other gloomily.

Sam sighed: "Let's go inside and talk while watching the battle."

Frodo nodded, and told the guard to stay here and wait for him.

The guard asked timidly, "That... general, can we ask this succubus... lady for an autograph?"

Frodo was stunned: "I didn't stop you?"

Another guard couldn't believe it: "Didn't the general stop us just now?"

Frodo: "..."

Following Sam down the hall, Frodo asked: "That succubus... Oh, Miss Red Succubus, what's the matter? Why does it feel strange?"

Sam coughed and said, "That's Mary, the Mary in Mary Square, it's an honor to be patted on the head by her."

Frodo's eyes widened, and looking round, he recognized it at last.

Sure enough, the face is very similar to the sculpture on Marie Square in Beta City. The second child of the three red succubus sisters, one of the three goddesses of adventurers, of course it was sealed by the adventurers themselves.

Frodo resolved not to wash his hair for three months.

Here, Succubus Mary signed the guards' autographs and happily chatted with her sisters on the channel.

"I rubbed Frodo's head just now, Commissar Sam's teammate, and now Field Marshal Rimaco's assistant."

"With Peak, I've collected all the heads-killers from the Stone Lizard Mountain halfling team!"

Mina yelled: "Second sister, you are cunning, so you understand what your purpose is when you go to Wensili Kongjiao! You can meet people from Lanyue there!"

Anne sighed: "Mary, don't be too happy. Mayne told me that there are four people in the halfling team, and there is a man named Gomis, who has never been found."

Mary wailed in frustration: "There's another one hiding..."

Here, Frodo followed Sam to the secure communication room in the hall. On the podium inside, countless light curtains formed a huge wall, scrolling countless images.

The 74th Legion was stationed at Wensili Kongjiao, ready to attack at any time, but the battle started for three days, and the entire Legion was still on standby.

Blue Covenant is extremely dissatisfied with this. Of course, all parties have different ideas. The God of War is dissatisfied that he can only get lagging from the Chilian, or it is a second-hand battle situation. It is purely unhappy that their legion is so underestimated.

As a not too important but procedurally important link in organizational communication, Frodo came here.

"Look for yourself, the three-day battle is actually not a battle, it's death..."

Sam assembled several light curtains into one, and projected the battle situation received two hours ago.

This is the latest battle situation received by the rear. The Red Federation must invest dozens or even hundreds of times the usual manpower and equipment to conduct live broadcasts in the two battlefields of Heaven Mountain and Hell. This is obviously unaffordable. of.

So now we are just borrowing the force field generators of the Black Whale and the Shadow Whale to transmit the results during the global scan, and after post-processing, we can get battlefield images that non-technical personnel can directly see clearly.

Strictly speaking, it is actually the post-production special effects. Of course, the battle situation is real.

Looking at the image in the light curtain, Frodo's expression gradually became solemn until he became dull, as if he had been shocked.

Battleships charged in the self-detonation, and nearly half of them were blown to pieces on the way...

All the warships that rushed under the barrier were also destroyed, and the teams of Chaos Angels that were released were like explosive bugs, blowing up the bottom of the barrier to collapse, and at the same time, they were buried in the rubble and smoke.

Even the battleships that maintained the force field in the rear were bathed in a storm of golden flames, spears and arrows, and sometimes had to engage the angel battleships.

Even so, the battleships of the Chilian continued to rush out of the chaotic sea of ​​clouds, one after another charging to death.

The life-saving balls rained down from the heights of the sea of ​​clouds, some of them were shattered by the angel's light spears and arrows, some of them fell into chaos, and only a few were caught.

From a rough look, the battle situation has not progressed at all, and it is impossible to see what the Red Federation is doing here, or it is just to die.

If you look carefully, you can see that the barriers of the floating islands guarding Tiantian Mountain have collapsed layer by layer, and the long-range firepower of the angels has been difficult to cover the commandos who rushed to the bottom, so a large group of angels had to be dispatched to rush down the barriers and fight with the commandos at close range.

Looking behind, Frodo's body began to tremble slightly.

Sam is right, this is not a battlefield where the 74th Legion can mix, and as many people die as they go up, if they all go up, I am afraid that they will all die in less than 10 minutes.

"Can you...can you hold on?"

Frodo swallowed his saliva, and asked with difficulty. He actually wanted to ask how many warships had sunk and how many people had died in the past three days.

"not much……"

Sam didn't keep Frodo a secret, and of course there was no need to keep it a secret, it was just that he didn't deliberately publicize it.

"Up to now, the two battlefields of Heaven Mountain and Hell have been combined, and tens of thousands of people have died in battle."

The number of people who were seriously injured, or who only got their heads back, was three times this number, so there is no need to go into details.

As for the scarlet gods and witches who were injured several times, the commander of the first fleet, Old Hook, and the commander of the second fleet, Linde, were both seriously injured; the battleship operators of the Red Navy had lost all their casualties, and even the dogs were under control of the battleships. emergency training; except for the Kun-class warship and mothership, all other warships were destroyed; the warships rushing up now are all hastily manufactured shells, filled with protective materials, only equipped with necessary equipment, and do not even have a life-support system ...

These circumstances are a secret that cannot be revealed. The commander-in-chief of the legion, Li Qi in the form of Da Qili, told Sam personally that the current offensive momentum of the Red Federation can last at most two days, and two days later it will really bleed.

Frodo swallowed again. It didn't sound like much, about the number of the 74th Legion.

However, judging from the battle situation, there are only a few people on each battleship. After the Chaos Angels that charged up exploded, many of them seemed to have penetrated into the depths of the floating island and were not killed or captured by the Angels of Order. terrible.

"Materials are not a problem, the key is manpower..."

Chilian people are proud, and Sam doesn't like to sell miserably.

Frodo was angry: "Then pull our men up! They are not driven slaves, they are willing to die to save the world!"

"If the equipment is not enough, you can change it. The supplies you said are not a problem. If you lack skills, you should train urgently. I can see many kobolds receiving training outside. Are we even worse than kobolds?"

Sam waved his hands and explained: "It's not that simple. You came here as a complete legion, and you can't be separated."

"When the battle situation changes, the 74th Army will have a chance to fight. Don't worry."

Frodo snorted: "Has the situation changed? How long will it be?"

Up to two days, either getting better or getting worse...

Sam didn't say anything, just smiled apologetically.

This certainly did not satisfy Frodo, and he said in a deep voice, "Strikers are needed, and even death-combatants, and we have plenty of them in our Legion! We can form them!"

"We need manpower who can operate warships. There are not one thousand but eight hundred in the legion. If the system is different, I can contact the marshal and ask him to send over our spare warships."

Sam shook his head and sighed: "We are fighting for the liberation of souls. Letting fanatics who believe that they can go to the kingdom of God after death join the battlefield will tarnish our great cause."

Frodo was stunned: "Sam, aren't we fighting side by side now? I thought we were together again..."

"What do you believe in now, Frodo?" asked Sam.

Frodo was stunned by the question, yes, what does he believe now?
The military god Huma?

No, he is not the kind of Marshal Remaco who can reprimand Fang Qiu. He even hates war from the bottom of his heart.It's just that he also understands that there are always wars that have to be fought, just like the current war, which is to defend the world.

The Goddess of Order is even more unlikely, so it's Theresia.

He said in a deep and helpless tone: "If everything can go back to the past, that would be great. Of course, if the bad things in the past can also be eliminated, it will be a perfect world."

"If you look at it this way, I should believe in Theresia. Either the Goddess of Order who uses the method of restarting the world to create eternal order, or I hope to use a gentle method to lead everyone back to the former... mortal special Recia."

Sam said ruthlessly: "Don't dream, Frodo, the world will not advance or retreat, and we will never go back to the way it was before."

Frodo smiled bitterly: "Yes, just by looking at us, we can never go back."

Sam sighed: "Don't think of me as a slave full of resentment towards the noble lord, I like it very much now."

"We are equals and we each have full responsibility for ourselves, rather than having to make one responsible for the other."

Then he said: "What I said just now is just my personal opinion, our Red Federation is not that extreme."

"The cause must be realized step by step, and the revolution also has stages."

"We welcome those people you mentioned to join the battle. The superior specifically asked me to contact you, hoping that we can resolve many difficult details in these matters through smoother communication."

Frodo stared blankly at Sam, and suddenly felt that his own growth was nothing, compared with Sam, he was still far behind.

"I will first pick out those who, like me, believe in Theresia."

"They are willing to sacrifice for Theresa's will..."

Frodo said: "It must have added trouble to Order."

Sam nodded, of course he would.

In fact, the Red Federation has recruited many Theresia believers through other channels and put them into the battlefield of hell.

Now more believers like this are needed to join the Tiantangshan battlefield. A few dozen are good. In the hands of people, the Chilian's bloodletting speed is far faster than the speed of blood production.

After confirming the tone of cooperation, the two turned their heads and continued to watch the battle.

When will change come?
(End of this chapter)