Beautiful Another World Red Tide

"We have asked many doctors, and they all said that His Royal Highness Nicholas has at most five or six years to live. Unless a miracle happens, it is impossible to count on it. General Derek, if you think about it, Sir Martha will be alive five years later. He was only 15 years old, and at that time, who could he rely on to fight against his uncle Sir Nicholas?" Sir James said persuasively.

"I..." General Derek still felt a little hesitant, but thinking about the current situation, I'm afraid it's really not optimistic for him.If the battle is lost, then he will definitely be the first to be pushed out to take the blame, and he will even be called back to be executed.He doesn't have any foundation, and certainly not many people are willing to speak for him.At this time, if he didn't seize the opportunity to curry favor with some locals, and James would make trouble, he would surely die.

"What are you going to do?" General Derek asked in a low voice after hesitating for a while and decided to put aside the previous suspicions.

"Don't support Sir Nicholas." James whispered overjoyed.

"If Sir Nicholas still loses with so many troops, we can't blame us. At that time, just leave it to me to operate. You don't have to worry, I will handle and act on everything."

367 Straight to the hinterland

"Throne, His Royal Highness Nicholas is no longer the Grand Duke, he has been canonized as a prince. What is this concept? As long as there are no accidents, the Nicholas family will always be the eternal princely family, second only to the entire Yongdalim Because of the existence of the emperor. At that time, you have to understand what I mean, even being an earl is easy! The throne cannot be handed over, this is a very important thing, and it must not be sloppy!" Sir James pressed the button while the iron was hot General Derek said over his shoulder.

"Okay, don't say it." General Derek said with a wave of regret.

"Don't keep worrying about what's there and what's not. Hurry up and deploy your defenses, and find a chance to eat the guerrilla cavalry behind. As long as we can drive those cavalry out or eliminate some of them, the situation we're going to face will be better than it is now. A lot." General Derek reminded again.

"I know, needless to say, I am still very clear about the priorities. But the matter on the front line of Tiger Mountain must not be delayed, just look at it, you will at least be an Earl by then!" Sir James praised.

"Sir, someone has come to see General Derek."

The guard outside opened the door to salute and ushered another person in. The visitor was wearing a military uniform, panting, stood still in the room and turned around before looking at General Derek.The military uniform on this man's body was covered with blood, so the white military uniform was as terrifying as the red military uniform.It took him about 2 minutes to calm down, slowly raised his head, saluted slowly and said:

"General, the checkpoints in the plateau and plains have been lost."

.......

"The weather is really bad."

Sir Nicholas took off his coat and sat in the tent again, looked outside worriedly and said.

It was raining again outside, and the heavy crackling rain hit the tents and caused bursts of noise.From time to time, there were a few sounds of lightning and thunder outside, and the lightning cut through the night sky, illuminating the distant mountains.The mountains look quiet and huge when there is no lightning, but when there is lightning, it makes people feel an inexplicable heartache.Sir Nicholas picked up the teacup from the table beside him. He held the handle and looked outside for a long time, and finally put down the teacup with a helpless sigh.

"Sir."

"Sir."

The two generals came in from outside the lightning and thunder in cloaks, bowed to Sir Nicholas and stroked his chest, and then walked to the opposite side.They took off their cloaks and military caps and hung them on the clothes rack at the side, patted the water on the military trousers, moved chairs and sat opposite Sir Nicholas, looked at each other and neither of them spoke first.

"Both generals, it's so late, let's go to bed early. We have to go into the mountains tomorrow to suppress the bandits, so we have to keep our spirits and fight again tomorrow." Sir James said after sighing.

"Sir, I have something very important to discuss with you." One of the generals with a mustache leaned forward and said.

"Suppressing the bandits is impossible. I think we should only leave two to three thousand people now, and then bring the large army back to the city for discussion." The general continued.

"The banditry is not over yet, so if I go back now, I will definitely be criticized by my father." Sir James said with a wave of his hand.

"Don't worry about banditry, these peasant bandits will definitely not be wiped out in a short time. They have been playing hide-and-seek with us these days, and come out from time to time to attack our weaknesses, making it difficult for us to get out. No matter how many our troops continue like this, we will be bound sooner or later. If we are defeated, it is better to only stay with some troops to guard important strongholds, and then we will take the army back and deal with the rest of the matter first."

"What happened next? What happened?"

"The throne," said another general, leaning forward.

"Sir, the Grand Duke has just been conferred the title of prince, and now the position of the prince is still empty, and there is no fixed number. We should immediately lead our troops back to inherit the position of the prince, so as to consolidate our own strength. This is more urgent than suppressing bandits on the front line Things, you know, if people from the Marsha faction take the lead, and the Grand Duke thinks that Sir Marsha is promising and can inherit, then we are all finished!" The general said urgently.

"It was in vain for me to lead the soldiers back. If my father despises me even more, I wish I would not inherit the throne." Sir Nicholas said while holding his head in pain.

"Sir, you are the only eldest son of His Royal Highness. You should inherit the throne, and no one else can intervene! The soldiers must be brought back. If there are no soldiers to go back with us, we will be very passive. Sir, think about it, if Your Highness If you really decide not to let you inherit the throne, then these soldiers will be of great use.”

"You! What nonsense are you talking about!" Sir Nicholas stood up in horror and asked.

"Sir, His Royal Highness is already old and suffers from back sores. He has half a foot in the coffin. How many years can he live if we don't move? If we do it, His Highness's death will be disguised as a back pain." Sudden sores, unable to heal and died, so what can other people say if they have doubts? You must inherit the throne, otherwise, when Marsha and his gang make a move, we will all die without a place to die ’” said the general gesticulating.

"Let's talk about it, that's my own nephew. My second brother used to treat me well and was very kind to me. You asked me to kill my nephew and father. That's not your father. How can you understand my pain." Sir Nicholas stood up with his hands behind his back and said worriedly.

"Sir, think carefully! As long as you give an order, our army will immediately withdraw from the camp and return to the city to seek the throne. At that time, our army will have more than [-] people, plus the [-] troops that have just been dispatched. We don't have to worry about these people. What, there is nothing to be afraid of!" said the officer with a mustache, grabbing the Sir's hand quickly.

"Then what if James leads the army to mutiny? The old earl is still in charge of Golden Mountain, and he may not support me. If the two of them come in together to denounce me, will I be in danger?" Sir Nicholas asked, spreading his hands.

"Three thousand troops can be left to guard the checkpoint. Even if there are thousands of troops on the plateau, they will never be able to pass through the checkpoint and return to the hinterland. In addition, we will mobilize heavy troops to get entangled in the front line of the Golden Mountain. The logistics there will all depend on our rear. As long as we cut off the communication between the two sides Supplies, they have to bow to us if they can't last two months." Another general gestured.

"It is indeed a way." Sir Nicholas nodded a little excitedly.

"Sir! Sir!"

Suddenly there was a loud roar from outside, and then a man dressed as an officer rushed into the tent, fell to the ground, struggled to stand up and said to Sir Nicholas.

"General Jonia? What are you doing at the front if you don't guard the checkpoint?" Sir Nicholas walked over in shock and asked.

"Sir, sir!" General Jonia said remorsefully while panting while holding Sir Nicholas' hand.

"The Plateau Pass has been lost!"

"What!" Sir Nicholas stood up in shock, staring at General Jonia in disbelief, his lips twitching, not knowing what to say.

"The enemy sent a surprise army to attack the city by water, sneaked across the Xinhe, and went straight to the Gaoyuan Pass to attack the city! Our army's defense strength was insufficient, and there were only more than [-] troops defending the city, but it turned out to be outnumbered. Under the enemy's attack, the plateau pass has been lost! Now the enemy has controlled the plateau pass for a generation, completely cutting off our connection with the hinterland!" General Jonia said painfully.

"It's over." Sir Nicholas fell back, unable to accept the horrific news and almost fell down. He sat on a chair with the support of the two generals and didn't know what to do.

"Why didn't you send troops to support and take back the checkpoint?" Sir Nicholas asked in a daze.

"The army gathers at the front, and the rear is also left empty. In addition, the other troops are either on the front line of the Golden Mountain or at the front line of the Southern Cross Forest. They will not be able to send troops back to support for a while." General Jonia said quickly.

"What's the noise outside? Why is it so noisy? What's the matter at night?"

Sir Nicholas heard the noise outside, opened the curtain again and shouted outside.The scene outside shocked Jazz again, and once again he didn't know what to do.Hailstones as big as millstones fell one by one in the barracks, and the rain condensed into ice tears and fell and smashed open tents one by one, causing the soldiers to scream in pain and run away.Shouts were everywhere, and a flash of light appeared from the distant mountain from time to time, followed by a beam of thunder that struck the barracks.Enemy attack is still a magician enemy attack, and it is a very strong magician!

"What's going on! What's going on! Who's sneak attacking!" asked the general with the moustache, holding his sword and rushing out to catch a fleeing soldier.

"I don't know! Icicles suddenly fell from the sky, and a lot of such big hailstones began to fall. Many people were killed, and there was thunder and lightning. There must be a great magician coming!" A soldier replied tremblingly in horror.

"Damn, where did the peasant bandits get the great magician?"

Just as the bearded general was about to continue speaking, a steed galloped in the distance, leading an officer towards him. The officer fell off his horse in front of them, and struggled to climb up to the Sir. The expression seemed to have something to say.

"What's the matter? Why did you come to the camp instead of guarding the east?" Another general also hurriedly helped the man up and asked.

"The enemy army has sent a surprise army of nearly 2000 people. Taking advantage of the bad weather these days, they touched a place very close to the camp overnight and launched an attack. They brought those incendiary bottles, which caused a fire in the barracks and ignited it. Our arsenal. Now the [-]-strong army in the east is scattered and has been crushed by the enemy." The officer shouted with all his might.

Special feelings filled the surroundings, and everyone subconsciously looked up at the dark sky.It was an indescribable feeling, like the oppression before a natural disaster, like the prelude to a catastrophe.Powerful fluctuations of magic power flooded the land.Another bolt of lightning struck, and all the soldiers could clearly see the majestic figure in the sky.

It was a silver dragon, and on the back of the silver dragon, another man wearing a cloak and heavy armor was raising one arm to the sky.It was from him that the fluctuation of magic and the disorder of magic power started, and the magic element gradually materialized around him, and the divine language resounded in the air like a god and like a dream.The forbidden curse is the legendary forbidden curse magic!

368 The Southwest Final Chapter

"This!......" Sir Nicholas pointed to the sky dumbfounded, his eyes full of panic and panic.More than a hundred years have passed since the Continental War, and the once magnificent Forbidden Curse Magic, which left a strong mark on history, has long been a thing of the past.100 years since the Continental War, not to mention the Archmage of San Chio, there have not been more than five magisters in the 100-year history.But even so, the forbidden spell is still the loudest magic in the entire continent, and it is the ultimate magic that no one will forget.

Forbidden spells cannot be released by non-San Chio archmages or magisters. Even San Chio and magisters need a lot of magic equipment and medicinal materials to assist them to be summoned. The consumption of materials required is so many that ordinary people cannot imagine.But even so, other magic still cannot shake the title of God of Forbidden Curse Magic. Forbidden Curse is the peak performance of a magician's magic power, and it is the real supreme magic.

Others need preparations to release the forbidden spell, but for Sumarokov, for this former brave man who was forced out of a country's treasury, it doesn't take a long time to prepare. kind of material thing.He only needs to chant the magic spell and mobilize his vast magic power, which is enough.

The temperature became colder and colder, and obvious magical disturbances and magical fluctuations began to emerge in this world.Without the help of any expensive equipment, Sumarokov only needs to sing in time to release the terrifying forbidden magic.The spring, which had already warmed up, began to cool down again with the mobilization of magic, and it was like winter when it was close to zero.The dark clouds in the sky also began to reduce the amount of rain as the temperature dropped sharply. The icy rain that had been frozen by Sumarokov gradually decreased, and finally even turned into hailstones and began to hit the ground like bullets.

"Hide, hide, hide!"

The soldiers on the ground ran with their armor on in a panic. The sudden icy rain and the subsequent hail made them panic. Everyone had no intention of fighting back and only wanted to leave the right and wrong and run away quickly.The power of natural disasters is majestic and terrifying. In the face of this kind of magic, no one can raise the mind of resistance and dare to fight against the weather.

"Put on the armor and helmet and prepare to fight back! Where's the crossbowman? The crossbowman is ready! Order the bed crossbow to prepare and counterattack in the air!" An officer shouted desperately to the others.

"Run, my lord, that's magic, that's the legendary forbidden curse!" An officer over there yelled, grabbing the man.

"Forbidden Curse..." Many officers knew more or less magic or grudges, and they could feel the powerful magic disorder in the sky, and they had long realized what had happened.But they are military officers, no matter what the reason is, they can't be too flustered, and they can only lie to themselves that it's just a stronger magic, not the legendary forbidden spell at all.

Just kidding, how can high-level magic create such momentum?What's more, Sumarokov's identity has long been a secret among the officers. Otherwise, why would he mobilize heavy troops to encircle and suppress him?Wasn't it because they were afraid that Sumarokov would release magic such as forbidden spells and let them return to the embrace of Hades.Until this reminder, all the officers really couldn't hold on any longer. Unorganized resistance in front of this natural disaster curse is tantamount to slow suicide.

"Run, ser!" said the General Mustache, taking Sir Nicholas by the arm.

"Run! The enemy is a former brave man, and there is also a silver dragon mount. We don't have any decent anti-air weapons at all, and the bed crossbow has been adjusted long ago, so it is difficult to unify. If we don't run now, it will be too late. "The mustache general continued.

"I, I am the commander-in-chief of the army. If I escape, what will happen to the nearly [-] army? How should I face my father?" Sir Nicholas asked in disbelief.

"The commander-in-chief is not the commander-in-chief, Sir, if you don't run away for a while, you will be frozen into a lump of ice. At that time, let alone seeing His Highness, it is impossible to be a prisoner! Right now, the troops can't fight back at all. The army has been disintegrated, and the bed crossbows that were originally facing the air are scattered and cannot be concentrated to deal with him. Now we should leave quickly and make plans!" Another general said anxiously.

"I...I don't believe that he dared to throw the forbidden spell at us. Throwing the forbidden spell at the army would displease Lord Dipolo. I don't believe him or not. We have an army of nearly [-], so it is difficult for him Do you really dare to kill him completely?" Sir Nicholas said to himself in a self-deceiving way.

"Sir, you are so confused!" The mustache general dragged Sir Nicholas to run and scolded in a hurry.

"We have killed so many people here, can he let us go? He wants us all to die!"

"Prepare the horse! Prepare the horse! Escort the Sir away!" Another general also shouted to the soldiers.

"Oh, my future is over." Sir Nicholas said pessimistically as he mounted his horse.

......

On the main peak of the Golden Mountain, Earl Manfield was anxiously looking into the distance with a telescope.He looked backward from time to time, and from time to time he looked up to the big river over there and looked at the only big river between the mountain peaks.The revolutionary army has conquered most of the peaks and is now launching an offensive towards the main peak of the Golden Mountain where he is located. The battle between the offensive and defensive sides is extremely fierce. The revolutionary army has launched rapid offensives time after time and has been repelled. However, their losses on the main peak It was also extremely heavy, and even the first generation on the mountainside suffered more casualties than the revolutionary army, fighting there like a meat grinder.

There are still two mountain peaks in the rear for support, and these are all they can guard. If the main peak of the Golden Mountain is breached, then they must return to the hinterland and spread out on the battlefield to resist.It is impossible to defeat the revolutionary army in the rugged mountains, and to fight against the revolutionary army in the Great Plains is tantamount to seeking a dead end and speeding up its demise.

The artillery of both sides sounded from time to time, shelling and suppressing the opponent's position or assault troops.Earl Manfield transferred almost all of his artillery to the main peak for defense, in order to tie the artillery of the Revolutionary Army or not fall behind.In order to guard against the Grenadiers or 'Elephant Vultures' of the Revolutionary Army, Earl Manfield also ordered the rear to deploy bed crossbows and more defensive weapons to resist. It can be said that he put all his strength into the position of the main peak. Everything about me is in it.

"Hey! Order! Come here!" Earl Manfield saw the fierce fighting in the position below, and couldn't help waving to the soldiers behind to come and obey the order.

"Order the infantry position to advance one meter forward and defend it one meter ahead!" Earl Manfield shouted anxiously.

"This..." The orderly looked at the other generals helplessly, not knowing what to say.

"Go!" shouted Earl Manfield again.

"Yes!" The messenger immediately saluted and ran out, leaving only the generals shaking their heads helplessly.The pressure on Earl Manfield was so great that he was so confused that he was worried about the company's first-level command. I can't wait for one person to become three, longing for the main peak to get out of the siege, and there will be a miraculous turnaround.

"How did the battle on the river go?" asked Lord Manfield again to one of the generals.

"The battle is still fierce, Lord Earl." The general replied immediately.

"Hey! What the hell, why can't the three warships defeat one of the Revolutionary Army! Are they so powerful that three against one is a disadvantage!" Earl Manfield asked angrily.

On the big river, three sailing warships were circling with a warship, tentatively approaching occasionally to shoot.That solitary battleship was the former Dipolo, and it was now equipped with a large number of artillery, which was not comparable to those warships that still fought with bows and arrows.Even though he was the only one, but in the battle with the three warships of the Southwest Army, the warships of the Southwest Army were not only afraid to confront the Dipolo head-on, but even kept going backwards, vaguely There are signs of defeat.

The sharpness of the artillery is simply not comparable to that of the old warships.The artillery on the Dipolo fired round after round. Even the three warships could only attack together, and did not dare to disperse and carry out offensive missions separately.Earl Manfield was annoyed when he saw this scene. He knew that the power of the artillery was far beyond the comparison of the bow and arrow bed crossbow, but he still refused to accept the reality.In any case, there are three warships, it shouldn't be.

"If Dahe is occupied by the Central South Revolutionary Army, then the main peak will be in danger." A general put down his binoculars worriedly and said.

There was a huge explosion, and a warship was hit by the Dipolo's gun on the stern because it was a step too slow to turn around.Before the warship could breathe a sigh of relief, it was bombarded by the Dipolo for another round. The entire hull of the ship was on fire, and it looked as if it was unable to fight and was about to sink.The revolutionary army here cheered excitedly after seeing the black smoke rising from the distance and the translated semaphore played by the eagle in the sky. Doping, but for the Southwest Army, it is undoubtedly worse, and the will to fight has declined again.

After seeing the friendly ship being sunk, the captains of the other two warships finally decided not to run away. Anyway, running away would be death, so they might as well stay and fight. Fire up this menacing new warship.The two warships turned their bows and returned again, as if they were about to fight the Dipolo to the death, but what they didn't know was that the sailors of the Dipolo wished that they would stop running away and stay together to be sunk. The Southwest Army lost the protection of the navy and completely controlled Dahe.

"Launch!" The new captain of the Dipolo, Freisel, ordered.

"emission."

"Launch." Ferressel continued to order calmly.

369 Unable to return to heaven

cavalry diary

Today is April [-]th, and the weather is cloudy.To be honest, I didn't feel like writing a diary today, but Comrade Feovich insisted on keeping me in the habit of keeping it.Well, then continue to write today, and write another diary that makes people hate and like it.

Our cavalry company followed the big troops and fought all the way from the second-line area to Taige Mountain. We successfully drove the emperor devils to scattered and fled everywhere, and we couldn't form a joint force.They are running around now, without a clear goal at all, and without the leader of the big emperor devils, they can only be caught up and wiped out by our cavalry division one by one, or surrendered and reorganized.The enemies on the entire plateau are already like mice in a mousetrap, and sooner or later they will definitely be wiped out by our revolutionary army.

Not long ago, we successfully joined forces with the guerrilla comrades in Taige Mountain, and finally met those steadfast revolutionary comrades.Those comrades are all in rags, they don't even have a gun, and they don't even have a few bullets.That's it, they actually persisted in Taige Mountain for more than half a year, until the day when we joined forces with them.To be honest, I was very shocked and very excited. I saw many guerrilla comrades weeping with joy, holding the hands of our cavalry comrades for a long time, just like a family that had been separated was reunited. I am really happy and really happy make me happy!

The guerrilla comrades have even grown to nearly 1000 people. They are really amazing. They can develop like this under the heavy interception of the enemy. They even opened up a base like Sun Boyang did in the past. The enemy is bloody and helpless.I really admire them, they make me feel that the revolution will win sooner or later.If we can revolt in the cities, we can get the support of comrades in the cities, and we can build collectives in the countryside, and we can also get the help of fellow farmers.Now I have more belief in victory, even in such a difficult environment, we can win, let alone the future?

Comrade Sun Boyang said that the revolution is like sawing wood, sometimes moving forward and sometimes backward, but generally speaking, it is developing in depth.Look, before we only had a part of Central South, then we liberated the whole of Central South, and then we brought the flames of revolution to the Southwest, and soon we will overthrow the rule of the brave and end the autonomy of the North, so that all the compatriots in the world will You can live in peace!

It is estimated that the Southwest will be completely liberated if it does not pass. I heard from the company commander that once the remaining enemies on the plateau are eliminated, then we must prepare to liberate the hinterland, thereby liberating the entire Southwest.That damned Grand Duke Nicholas is coming to an end, the comfortable days of these nobles and landed lords are coming to an end.Just like what was done in Kecha Town, the red flag is about to be planted on their mansion.

Paufka

"Bovka! Let's go, we still have to pursue the largest remaining army, and assist the infantry comrades behind to block them in this generation and wipe them out completely!"

A cavalry comrade shouted at Bovka, who was sitting under a tree and reading his diary, and Bovka quickly got up, put away his diary, put his musket on his back, and ran towards the troops, preparing for the next battle.There was no longer the immature expression of a young man on his face, and several fierce battles had honed him into a mature warrior.Don't be afraid of swords and guns, and march forward bravely for the revolution.

Such fighters can be found everywhere, and every fighter will go through fire and water under the call of that dream, and will do whatever it takes.They eagerly hope to see that day, and hope to see the day when the whole country is liberated.The previous battles and the settlement of today's plateau battle filled everyone with confidence and hope. Every soldier was full of energy and eagerly wanted to see the moment when the red flag was planted on Nicholas' mansion. At the same time, I also look forward to the glorious moment when the red flag is planted on the Winter Palace.

"Baovka, what were you doing just now? Why, are you being lazy?" An old cavalryman asked with a smile.

"I'm looking at the diary I wrote. I'm not like you. I want to write a diary and show it to my comrades in the future, so that they can see how we got through this period of history." Baofuka also said with a proud smile .

"Ah, then you have to write me! Just write, Comrade Liebert fought bravely and saved me countless times. He is a very good hero!" He laughed and said on his back.

"Baovka, you don't even have a wife, so you're already thinking about your future comrades?" Another cavalry comrade also asked with a smile.

"Sooner or later!" argued Paovka.

"Besides, the children of other people's families are not comrades anymore? They are the next generation we will succeed, and our future development of Leszek will definitely depend on those children." Baofuka retorted very "reasonably". .

"You are of the next generation." The oldest comrade in the cavalry team in his 40s said with a smile.

"Comrades, how about singing a song!" Comrade Warren took the lead in the front, and when he heard the chats of the comrades behind, he turned around and encouraged everyone to mobilize the atmosphere.