Extraordinary Mechanical City

　　　　 The biggest difference between the rabble and the imperial army lies in the "battlefield discipline".

　　 In terms of individual combat power alone, many of the old-brand robbers who crawled out of the pile of corpses were not weaker than the imperial soldiers. But the unorganized and undisciplined slacker nature also made these guys unable to gather any combat effectiveness.

　　 "Follow the wind, invest against the wind" This is a natural attribute of bandits.

　　 has advantages, swarms, whoever has the fastest hand will grab more; once the disadvantage, the daoist friends will not die the poor, whoever has the long legs can survive.

　　 At this moment, when the strange thieves saw that their friends around him were harvested in pieces, and most of the machine cities had turned into nests, the guys who had just cursed and wanted to capture the eldest prince Quentin immediately changed their faces.

　　 There is no Steam Machine City, everyone knows, staying longer, when the encirclement of the Royal Army of the Omar Empire is closed, none of them can escape.

　　 Therefore, these strange thieves who had just claimed that brothers and sisters were living and dying together, they all flew in disaster.

　　 Like a bird in a dense forest, the tens of thousands of strange thieves disappeared.

　　 But in a blink of an eye, [White Wolf] There was no one beside Bazel except for a few henchmen.

　　The mobs did not defeat themselves. The members of the Omar royal family who had been besieged just now lost their pressure in an instant, and they even looked at the silver wolf with malicious intent.

　　The overall situation is set, the eldest prince Quentin couldn't help being excited, and jokingly said: "Mr. Bazel, it looks like your friends, don't want to accompany you to death so much..."

　　 Today, this werewolf must die anyway!

　　...

　　The war continues.

　　 Although surrounded, the blame thief didn't all choose to catch it.

　　Especially those bounty criminals who know their sins are so heinous and cannot escape their fate on the gallows even if they surrender, they even plan to fight for their lives.

　　 This is a very terrifying force. Most of them are the leaders and elites of the major thief groups, and many of them have broken through the third and fourth-order genetic locks [Devil Hunter] and [Great Hunter].

　　 Artillery kills low-level transcendents tremendously, but it is not a big threat to those guys whose reaction speed reaches the extreme of humanity.

　　 As long as they escape the encirclement, they can survive.

　　The steam mechanical image of the strange thieves is a Lego toy. It is not a welded whole, but a "stitched monster" assembled with rivets and suspension systems with many cabins for various purposes.

　　 "Unload the cabin, throw away all the buildings that can be thrown away except the power boiler!"

　　 "Cut the carriage to minimize the load!"

　　"Boiler pressurization, load overload operation mode..."

　　"..."

　　Most of the mechanical cities of the Weird Thieves Group have been refitted in black market mechanical refitting factories, and many quick disassembly devices have been set up to escape in times of crisis.

　　The machine city that burned countless money is the most important family of the Weird Thieves group, and it is also the "lifeblood" that the leaders are proud of!

　　 But at this moment, in order to survive, the decisive thief leaders had to throw away the belongings they had accumulated for many years and flee lightly.

　　......

　　 "The ride is coming!"

　　 With his legs alone, Renne knew that he would never escape how far.

　　 After observing him on the edge of the battlefield for a long time, he did not dare to choose the large-scale thief group that was taken care of by the Omar Empire. Instead, he looked at the opportunity and climbed into a miniature mechanical city that had been split to almost only the skeleton.

　　With the courage of "the strong man breaking his wrist", he has the chance to survive. Unlike some idiots, they still want to keep the mechanical city of the strange thieves intact and rush out...

　　 The southwest is the only weak direction of the encirclement circle. Now that we can observe the gaping group of strange thief, there is a chance to escape.

　　......

　　 On the other hand, somewhere on the battlefield.

　　 An elegant middle-aged man in a well-fitting tuxedo, a red-bottomed black-faced cloak, and a top hat drank a drink quietly, revealing the elegance of a nobleman in every move.

　　 Even if the battle is not far away, and the artillery is deafening, there is no movement on his face.

　　 "I miscalculated this time."

The middle-aged man’s greenish pupils gleamed with an eerie luster, and he muttered to himself: “No wonder there are so many court worships. It turns out that those guys from Oma are included in the king. Haha, really good. Calculate..."

　　 By the round table, an old man dressed as a housekeeper filled the middle-aged man's cup with bright red liquid in a crystal jug and asked: "Prince, what should we do now?"

　　 If there are outsiders present, it is natural to recognize that this middle-aged man in a tuxedo is actually the [Blood Prince] William Dracula of the Sid Empire!

　　 "What else can I do?"

　　 Prince William sighed slightly, with a look of helplessness, and said: "After all, the contract has been signed, and Omar’s people have not violated the contract, and we must follow suit."

　　 "Yes, my lord."

　　 The butler nodded, and said: "It's a pity... My lord, the phantom thieves you financed in the southern part of Omar will probably be wiped out this time."

　　 "Yeah... a good strategy for multiple birds with one stone!"

　　 Prince William rubbed his eyebrows and looked at the roaring battlefield.

　　 groaned for a moment, before he said again: "Borrow [White Wolf] Bazel's hand to severely damage the eldest princess, and then use our hand to kill her. The greatest threat to the throne will be eliminated..."

After a pause, he continued: "The entire assassination process, no one from the Omar royal family was directly involved, so they can avoid any trouble at all. In the future, there is no fear that the members of the parliament who support Ymir will cause trouble... this It's really clever to play with'changing a knife to kill someone'."

Having said this, the prince slammed repeatedly and did not hide his appreciation of this strategy, and said: "It was impossible for this southern bandit to be completely wiped out, but I don't want those guys to come and kill people with fireworks. 'The magical pen. This time the overall situation of banditry has been determined, the prestige of the eldest prince Quentin will reach its peak, and he will have the first succession right..."

　　 Moreover, some of the strengths supported by their Sid Empire in these strange thieves in the southern part of Omar have also been wiped out this time. They suffered a dull loss, but they couldn't say it.

　　 Prince William felt a little panicked.

　　 His eyes were shining brightly, and then he said with emotion: "The counselor who came up with this plan...has a great talent!"

　　 The butler on the side asked, "My lord, do you need to go down and investigate that guy?"

　　 "Well. If you can, see if you can pull it over..."

　　 Prince William nodded and said lazily: "However, it is probably not easy to win over someone with this strategy and vision."

　　 Turning, he seemed to have thought of something, and then asked: "By the way, did you find the thing in the hands of Baron Morin?"

　　 "I haven't fallen yet."

The steward said: "However, Quinn from the'Weasel Group' reported that he had already had some eyebrows, and that he was a newcomer with major suspicion. The subordinates have notified the secret spies on Omar and tried to kill those guys. Keep it. I'm afraid that the newcomer will die before we find it..."

　　 Prince William looked a little gloomy and complained: "Damn it! If it weren't for this war, how would things be so troublesome. If that thing is obtained, Omar's technological advantages will be gone..."

　　 didn't wait for him to think, suddenly as if he had sensed something, he said, "Okay, the goal is here, ready to do it."

　　 Very far away from the reflection of his eyes, the wounded princess Yumir of Omar is walking slowly under the protection of the guards.

　　At this moment, the prince showed his pointed vampire fangs.

　　......

　　 On the other hand.

　　 Just now, he was still fierce, and [White Wolf] Bazel, who vowed to kill Omar and his party, was already in a panic.

　　 The brothers died and escaped, and he was besieged by several royal worships alone.

　　 At this moment, the tall silver wolf is no longer as mighty as it was just now, and its whole body is covered with fleshy wounds. Archmage [Yan Mo] Hemos's black flame magic is like a tarsal maggot, burning his fur to black. The evil fire of this black magic, even the super healing power of the werewolf, was helpless.

　　 If it were such an enemy originally, Bazel could still rely on the werewolf's super physique to be tough.

　　Even if you can't beat it, you can escape.

　　 But... now he is besieged, not only Hemos, but also several Omar royals!

　　 I can't beat and beat, and I can't escape.

　　Bazel looked very ugly.

　　......

　　 Compared with the fierce and tense atmosphere of the battlefield, the eldest prince Quentin, who watched the battle relaxedly not far away, was in a good mood.

　　 "Hahaha...[White Wolf] Bazel is in a disaster this time. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com"

　　 He looked at the battle in front of him, his excitement was overwhelming.

　　 This "Ten Legendary Demon Hunter" is the ceiling of the Weird Thieves Group, and he is also a ruthless person who even his father has a headache, and the commanders of the major army have repeatedly returned.

　　 Today, he is about to die in front of him.

　　 This is an unprecedented brilliant feat!

Quentin looked at the black-robed staff around him, did not hold any prince's arrogance, did not conceal his gratitude, and said: "Mr. Metternich, thanks to your layout this time! If I become the throne in the future, I must Become the Prince of Mr. Feng!"

　　The tone of the black-robed staff member is always calm and calm, without arrogance or impetuosity: "His Royal Highness is serious... the subordinates just did what they should do."

　　 "Mr. is too humble!"

　　 Quentin looked at the great battle in front of him, and his heart surged.

　　 These are all his exploits, but they will go down in history in the future.

　　 After today, what three princes, four princes...on merit, prestige, no one can compare him!

But in a blink of an eye, Quentin looked at the small groups of strange thieves running towards the gap in the southwest, wondering: "Mr. Metternich, why didn't the encirclement of the mechanical legion completely surround the southwest...that would not escape. Many robbers?"

　　 "There are a lot of masters in the Weird Thieves Group, and although they can win the battle, the Royal Legion will lose a lot. Just stay around three and keep one, so that those guys will not rush the wall..."

The black robe aide explained: "Don’t worry, your lord. There are still mechanical cavalry from the First Legion waiting for them. Maybe there will be a few fish and shrimps that slip through the net, but a large group like the White Wolf Group, absolutely I won't be let go. Low-loss banditry can make your Royal Highness's name stunning the imperial officials..."