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Godley fled. She left half a million soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire and fled. As a warlord representing the Holy See, her behavior was dereliction of duty.

"It's a pity that she escaped after all!" Ron sighed and filled his heart with regret. This time, he didn't mean to. No one expected that Godley would return to the city.

"Now it's your turn!" Ron's eyes were clear. He was like the commander in chief of the army, leading the skeleton powers to start the counter attack.

"Those guys are back!"

"Stop it..."

"I can't stop it. Let's run away..."

When the saint escaped, the morale of the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire also fell. They had no fighting spirit, and only one contact led to their defeat.

"Let's chase! Kill these lackeys of the Holy Roman Empire! " Where would Juliana let go of this opportunity? She commanded the rebellion of Ethiopia to launch a crazy counterattack against the Holy Roman Empire.

Dressed in all kinds of costumes, like a beggar, the rebel forces and armed civilians rushed out of the hidden tunnels in the dark city, adding to the pursuit of the army.

The Necromancers of the scourge church gathered together and summoned a large number of undead creatures. Together with Ron's skull corps, they formed a vast torrent of white bones and swept away to the Holy Holy See.

The Holy Roman Empire's army began to collapse. They left their armour behind and fled with their lives. They even ignored the orders of the superior sergeant, first the forward, then the left and right wings, and finally the Chinese army.

As one of the elite legions of the Holy Roman Empire, the Chinese army was loyal to the Grand Admiral. However, in the face of this powerful white bone torrent, no amount of resistance was in vain.

"Stop, stop for me! You have disgraced the Holy Roman Empire

Meiqinte was furious. He raised his long sword and killed several escaped soldiers severely, but it didn't work. There were too many escaped people. In the face of absolute strength, normal people couldn't resist.

"Run away, marshal!" At this time, a bodyguard of megant grabbed him and said with a cry, "we've lost. It's too late to run!"

"Defeat? I didn't lose. Who says I lost! " In the face of failure, megant began to lose his mind. His face was full of madness. He glared at the soldier and shouted, "you scratch the heart of the army. You should die for a crime. Come on, drag him out to kill!"

Mechent's bodyguards looked at each other, but no one did. At this time of chaos, the order had no effect.

"What, do you want to go to a military court in defiance of your life?" "I'll say it again. I'll drag this guy out and kill him. Now..."

The guards still didn't do it.

The bodyguard who was going to be killed by meiqinte bit his teeth. "Marshal is crazy. Come on, get rid of Marshal!"

As soon as the bodyguard's voice came down, several soldiers came up and set up megant and left.

"Let go of me, I'm not crazy! I am the Grand Marshal of the southern expedition of the Holy Roman Empire. You have no right to touch me! " Megant struggled and was forced away.

"Kill Kill Kill... "

In the first World War, the soldiers of the Holy Roman Empire were killed everywhere, even by the armed civilians of Ethiopia.

Ron's body fell to the ground, at this time, Juliana and other people had already come up. She was full of money and bowed down. "Thank the Lord of the scourge church and all the Necromancers for helping us win this war. The existence of the royal family of Ethiopia depends on your support!"

"I don't dare to. It's just mutual support!" Ron smiled and waved.

Juliana felt in her heart that she accepted Ron's slightly harsh conditions, which seemed to be very wise. Without Ron, the restoration of Ethiopia would not be possible, and even could be destroyed today.

And now, Juliana sees hope, hope to return.

"Young Lord, the dark city is safe now. What's your next plan?" Juliana asked, her words were unprecedentedly polite, which represented the attitude of the rebel forces in Ethiopia. Like all the people, she was truly convinced when she saw Ron's unstoppable strength.

"Ha ha, I'm not very good at war!" Ron smiled and said, "Juliana, these things are for you!"

"Well, young Lord, I will issue orders boldly!" Juliana nodded. She waved to the herald and issued a series of orders.

"Send the order down, and order the Ebian cavalry to attack with all strength! Wipe out the enemy as much as possible! "

"Send orders down, inform the hidden forces in the major cities of Ethiopia, and revolt in the city as soon as possible to drive out the armed forces imposed on Ethiopia by the Holy Roman Empire!"

"Send orders to let the armed civilians in the dark city return to repair, repair the dark city as soon as possible, and count the spoils..."

Juliana has a clear mind and active mind. She is good at making detailed plans and executing them well.After a while, the ordered Ebian cavalry regiment, led by Lachlan, stormed out to chase the defeated Holy Roman Imperial Army.

After finishing all this, Juliana returned to Ron again and said with a smile, "thank you for your generous and selfless help. After this battle, with your great reputation, you will be able to shock the whole continent. I don't think even the Holy Roman Empire can easily commit it..."

Juliana rubbed her hands excitedly. "Under your protection, young Lord, I will be able to give every city in Ethiopia sufficient confidence in the uprising. I will let them gather together to eliminate the power of the Holy Roman Empire. Then, you will see a new kingdom of ebia rising Well, Catherine, would you like to thank your Lord

Juliana took a look at Ron and knew that Ron was still a little estranged from her. Her eyes turned and she dragged her sister to the stage.

Catherine was standing beside her sister at the moment, and was named by her sister. She had no choice but to say, "thank you for your unselfish help, Lord."

"Ha ha!" Ron smiled, turned his back to them, gently played with the ring in his fingers, smiled and said, "our cooperation between the scourge church and the Ethiopian rebel army is to meet their needs. There is nothing to thank. I just did what I should do!"

Speaking of this, Ron Dayton looked back at Juliana and smiled. "In fact, I don't want to see the existence of an Ebian Kingdom..."

"What?"

When Juliana and Catherine heard this, they were shocked. The two sisters looked at each other with fear in their eyes. What did Ron mean? Don't you Is he going to repent?

If so, it will be difficult. Ron has the power of holy land, and he can overthrow the whole of Ethiopia in an instant. Under the power of holy land, no one is his opponent.

"Young Lord, you mean..." After hearing Ron's words, Juliana's mind was blank, and her face was more frightened. She was usually articulate, but now she can't even speak quickly.

"Ha ha!" Seeing that they were scared enough, Ron just laughed. He turned around and looked at them thoughtfully. "I mean Compared with the kingdom of Ethiopia, I would like to see a strong empire of Ethiopia standing in the south of the continent of Noah... "

"Wheeze Wheeze... "

Meiqinte gasped and ran in the middle of the building. The branches cut his face. It looked bloody. The heavy armor on his body was gone, and the magnificent robes were cut one by one. He was in a mess.

After being chased for three days and three nights, he ran all the way north and died.

The army has been out of food for a long time. Even as the commander of the imperial Southern expedition, he has not much food. Behind them, tens of thousands of ebias are constantly chasing after them. His horses are dead, his guards are dead, and he is alone.

"Hurry up, don't let him run away!"

"That guy must be an important figure in the Holy Roman Empire army, he must be caught! Go back and tell the eldest lady! "

"He should not run far. He should search around carefully. Don't leave any dead ends!"

In his ear came the cry of the Ebian Rangers. Mechent was lying on the river, half of his body in the water, and he dared not move.

These days, after being chased by the Ethiopian rebels, mechent has been exhausted. However, there is a belief in his heart. As long as he goes back to the Holy Roman Empire, everything will be saved. He doesn't even think about how to deal with the problem of losing his Majesty's 500000 troops.

The general of the leading cavalry regiment, it was Lachlan, a rare superior in the rebel army of Ethiopia, the right arm of the eldest Miss Juliana, was standing on the horse and watching carefully around.

"Report to your excellency, there is a bloodstain in front!" At this time, an Ethiopian rebel soldier came to report.

"Let's go and have a look!" As soon as Lachlan's eyes turned, he did not let go of any clues.

On a thick trunk, there was dazzling blood. A piece of cloth hung on the branch. As it floated, it was obvious that a wounded man had been here just now.

Lachlan touched the bloodstain with his hand, put it in front of his nose, sniffed it, and drank, "the blood is still hot, he just can't go far!"

"Get a dog in the village now!" Said an Ethiopian rebel soldier.

Soon, the dog was brought, only to see the dog in the bloodstain slightly sniffed, suddenly toward the direction of the river "bark" up.

"Found!" Meiqin was shocked. His hiding position was excellent. Even when the soldiers of the Ethiopian Resistance Army came to him, they could hardly find it. It was a thousand, but they didn't want to destroy it on a dog.

"Run away!" Mechent's body rose like an arrow, leaped high out of the water and ran for his life.

"It's him. Don't let him go!"

"Catch up!" Said Lachlan, pointing in the direction of mechent's escape.

The cavalry chased out like the wind. Soon, they took the tired, hungry and weak mechante.Lachlan goes to mechent and says "Shua..." He took out a picture, looked at it carefully on his face again, and laughed.

"Sure enough, you are the Grand Admiral of the southern expedition of the Holy Roman Empire, Lord merchint. Brothers, we caught a big fish..."

"Long live!"

The rebel forces of Ethiopia raised their swords and cheered.

"I protest, I protest!" Meconte struggled to stand up, but was firmly pressed by several Ethiopian rebel soldiers: "I am a member of the royal family of the Holy Roman Empire, and I want to enjoy the treatment of nobility..."

The so-called aristocratic treatment means that after being captured, you can pay a certain amount of money in exchange for personal freedom. At the same time, in the process of being captured, you can ensure that you will not be abused.

Lachlan smiled. "What kind of treatment do you enjoy, Admiral? I don't care. I have to take you back. Please decide..."

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