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1202. Heavenly Train(1/4)

The huge stage of Ghent City does not have any particularly good lighting and sound effects, but it is extremely real.

Tonight, starting from Ren Xiaosu's break out of Rose Avenue, the monastery standing alone at the end of Rose Avenue is like the starting point, blood begins to flow from there, and good shows come from there.

Chen Jiu witnessed almost the entire process of this war tonight.

From the beginning, the situation was like one-sided, no one thought Ren Xiaosu could win. At that time, the temple was still struggling with whether to take action to save people.

But in a blink of an eye, the wizard family became a vulnerable group on this stage.

This is probably something that everyone never expected. Now even the head of the Norman family has died tragically on the spot.

He witnessed Ren Xiaosu escape from the siege under the pursuit of tens of thousands of people, he witnessed the arrival of the cloistered lizard with his own eyes, and he also witnessed the other party pulling open a mottled iron door, and then everything began to change a little differently.

The lookout under Chen Jiu's feet slowly descended, and he felt that he had no need to continue watching.

"Father, where are you going?" Chen Anan looked at Chen Jiu's back as he left the battlefield and asked, "Why don't you go to save people? Was he killed?"

Chen An'an and the others could not see the battle situation. Although there was gunfire, they could not judge what was going on.

They didn't know that the Sixth Field Division had arrived at the battlefield, so in their imagination, Ren Xiaosu was probably flooded by the sea of ​​people at this time.

However, things were completely different from what they imagined. Chen Jiu turned to them and said, "The other party doesn't need us to save me. I'll go back underground now to see if I can seize the last chance. You can wait for me here, and I will be back soon."

More than 20 members of the church looked at each other, and no one knew what this last chance meant.

Chen Jiu returned to the underground world, and he walked through the long and dim corridor and walked towards the depths of the underground.

The road became darker and darker, so darker that Chen Jiu could hardly see the graffiti patterns on the walls, but his heart became brighter and brighter.

It was like they had spent hundreds of years walking through a dark tunnel, and now there was finally a ray of light ahead.

That light was the exit, and the tunnel was finally over.

If there is a better choice, the temple will never lead everyone to hide in the obscure underground world.

The underground world looks interesting, but who knows the pain of long-term lack of light?

Without sunlight, the body will be calcium-deficient.

Therefore, there are several places in the underground world called light wells. Everyone has to bask in the sun every once in a while to ensure normal growth of their bodies.

However, the light wells in the underground world are extremely limited, so not everyone has the opportunity to bask in the sun, so many underground people suffering from rickets appear underground.

Chen Jiu remembered it very clearly. When he took four-year-old Xiao Anan and Chen Cheng to Guangjing, Xiao Anan blocked the sun with his tender little hands, and only dared to let the sun shine through the gap on his face, happy and timid.

Underground people like to use mineral graffiti, and among the mineral grinding paints that can be used for graffiti, underground people like orange and red the most. Everyone says that it is the color that maps deep into the pupils after the sun passes through the eyelids and capillaries.

This is everyone's desire for sunshine.

The Holy Church is the leader of the underground people, and the Chen family has always been the leader of the Holy Church.

Chen Jiu has been told since she was sensible that if she had the chance, she would definitely bring the underground people back to the surface.

But such things... are easy to act as ideals, but difficult to realize.

This dark underground world is like sinking into the endless darkness.

When he first received news from Zhang Haoyun that Ren He's descendants might appear, Chen Jiu was excited and nervous inside.

He was excited because his ancestors always said that the descendants of the knights would definitely come here, take over the authority of the church, and lead everyone out of the darkness.

Over the years, the leaders of the church comforted themselves in this way.

Chen Jiu was nervous because he learned that Ren Xiaosu came alone, alone... how to subvert the entire wizard kingdom?

Will such a person suddenly come, and will he bring the already fragile sacred church organization into the abyss?

Is the other party qualified to take over the authority of the church?

But Chen Jiu understood tonight, and the other party did not seem to have any interest in the church when he came here.

Chen Jiu watched Ren Xiaosu take away the black true vision from the Norman head, which symbolizes power. At that moment, it seemed that the power of the old wizard nobles was about to disappear.

Ren Xiaosu was surrounded by his friends and comrades-in-arms who followed him through life and death, and behind him was the entire Northwest Army of the 178 Fortress.

That young man came to rule the wizard's kingdom.

At this time, Chen Jiu finally came to the deepest part of the ground, which was a huge underground cave as big as a palace. Countless torches were burning in the cave, and the black underground river flowed rapidly through the cave.

Countless underground people were huddled here. After receiving the news of war on the surface, everyone hid here, for fear of being affected.

The moment Chen Jiu appeared, everyone's eyes came to him silently, with expectations, fear, uneasiness, and anger towards fate hidden in his heart.

Chen Jiu said calmly: "Stand up."

The underground people looked at each other and chattered and discussed endlessly, but the noisy sound quickly calmed down.

After the first person stood up, the second, the third... the first thousand people stood up one after another to look at the leader of the temple in front of him.

Among them are the elderly, the women holding babies, and many young people holding hoes.

Chen Jiu said: "For more than a hundred years, I have been dormant in the ground for more than a hundred years."

"Every year, people ask me when I will return to the surface, and I believe my father and my grandfather will face the same problem."

"But every time someone asks, we can only remain silent because we have no answer at that time."

"We are born in darkness, and our hearts are towards light."

"But this world never seems to be fair to us, and light has always existed only in the light well."

"When I take Chen Anan to the Guangjing, I will try my best to lift her up, as if this will make her closer to Guangming."

"I feel ashamed of this, I feel ashamed of my silence every time I face you questions before."

The underground people's breathing began to be heavy, and the young man's palms holding the hoe gradually tightened.

Chen Jiu's eyes swept across everyone's face: "But if you ask me today when I can return to the surface, I will tell you that it is now."

He called a guardian with tattoos on his face and asked the other party to get a pot of vermilion pigment.

Chen Jiu dipped his right thumb into paint and then applied it to his eyebrows: "The ones who still have the courage to follow me in their hearts. Those who have weapons take weapons, those who don't have weapons take hoes, and those who don't have hoes take stones. I'll take you home and take you to see the new leader."

The underground torches illuminated everyone's faces, and the underground people followed Chen Jiu one by one to wipe the vermilion red on their eyebrows, and then formed a torrent.

...

The Norman family's manor was quiet and the hostess sat dignifiedly in the hall of a mansion of thousands of square meters, while the entire Norman family was gathered beside her.

These young people are not qualified to go to the battlefield, and the reason why the hostess sits in the manor is to restrain them during this special period of time.

The hostess is already in her seventies, but her skin is maintained like a noble lady in her forties. Her jewelry is dignified and elegant, and her temperament is graceful.

Before the war was about to begin, the Knights of the Norman family had already dispatched a force to garrison all over the manor.

At this time, the defense in Norman Manor was so tight that he was afraid that even a fly could not fly in.

In the hall, the young people did not seem to be as nervous as war came. Instead, most of them looked cynical, and no one felt that war could shake the foundation of the Norman family.

The Norman and the Tudors have ruled the wizarding kingdom for nearly two hundred years. During this period, other families also wanted to try to provoke their majesty, but they all ended in failure.

These young people were told since childhood that no one could ever defeat the Norman family.

In this late-night hall, there were even a steady stream of servants who brought food, the freshly roasted beef and venison were placed in a silver plate, and scarlet wine shaking in the crystal cup.

The reason why people in the Wizard Kingdom firmly believe that silver can measure all poisons, so that they can check whether someone poisons food.

If it weren't for this reason, I'm afraid the Norman family would have exchanged all the tableware for gold.

No one came back from passing on the situation of the war, and everyone thought tonight was like the day when Donaldry died, a unilateral massacre of the Normans against the enemy.

In the three kitchens of the mansion, there are hundreds of chefs who are busy with this temporary dinner alone.

The servants took the food away like flowing water, and then the chef would immediately make new dishes.

A chef put down the kitchen knife in his hand and said to the assistant beside him: "Go to the cold storage to get the beef tongue."

The black-haired and dark-eyed assistant nodded and agreed, then walked towards the cold storage.

The cold storage in the Wizard Kingdom is not a refrigeration system powered by electricity, but a servant will take out the ice in the cellar every day and then place it in the cold storage.

After entering the cold storage alone, the assistant did not go to get the beef tongue, but walked straight to the place where the wine was stored and opened a wooden box pressed at the bottom.

It was difficult to transport things secretly to Norman Manor. Today, the war began. Only when the manor was relocated was replaced, Northwest intelligence staff found an opportunity to deliver the box together when transporting the ice cubes and red wine from the ice cellar.

If it weren't for this war, they would probably not have found such a good opportunity in another two years.

This is the secret plan of p5092 to explain the Dafu Organization. p5092 said that head-on war is one thing, and side-sneaking is another.

Before a real war is about to begin, you must seize every opportunity: the opportunity given to you when your opponent makes mistakes.

The more chaotic the eve, the more likely the opponent will make mistakes.

When the box was opened, it was not filled with wine, but an exquisite "all-nitrogen anionic salt bomb".

Northwest intelligence staff infiltrated the wizards' kingdom. They brought radio stations and guns from Middle-earth, and a few people carried the most comprehensive explosives in the world in batches.

Before the disaster, there were actually metal hydrogen bombs that were more powerful than all-nitrogen anionic salt bombs, but the difficulty of metal hydrogen development was too high and it had disappeared from the history of the other side of the ocean.

As a new pride in the history of Eastern gunpowder, the research data was found by the Exploration Team of the 178 Fortress.

The 178 Fortress is located in the northwest, and it happens to be near the detonation test base of the all-nitrogen anion salt bomb before the disaster.

The decomposition temperature of all nitrogen anionic salt is as high as 116.8     ℃, which has very good thermal stability.
To be continued...
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