Pivot of the Sky

Shortly after the early troops of the Ann La Legion took the night off and quickly retreated, not only did the large forces of the Nanar Legion chase after them, but the armies blocked together on the defensive line pushed forward. They carefully swept the original battlefield without leaving any remaining enemies behind.

Hathi soldiers plowed almost twice near the sand dunes where the Ammon garrison was resting when the main forces of the Nanar Legion and the leading forces from which the Ann-La Legion had fled fought in the desert in pursuit of the war. It was determined that all the enemies had fled, and Hathai had rearranged their defences and remained vigilant at the time of the nearby dispatch of the scouts.

Amon and Medanzo disappeared during the midnight recess, when they did not leave the army, but no one knew where they had gone, leaving only George and John at the helm when they withdrew tomorrow. Just after this afternoon, on the edge of the desert, dozens of miles from the place, in a secluded desert, on a flat surface between a large dune, two small sandbags burst out of nowhere.

Sand emerged from the ground, and quicksand continued to drift around the top, then two people appeared in the desert. The scene was very strange, very similar to the scene where Amon saw the Scorpion King, but with much less movement and little fluctuations of power, the people who drilled out of the sand were Amon and Medanzo.

They spent most of the day lurking under the dunes for dozens of miles, dodging all the Hattie soldiers searching. Both wore strange scales of armor, blackened without reflection, and not a grain of sand all over their bodies. Medanzo looked around and whispered: “This scorpion shell armor is really amazing, it not only protects against water fires, but it also allows you to dive under the sand. Link is a great workmanship, unfortunately only made two pieces. ”

They were wearing a protective armor made from that little strange crust behind the mutant scorpion, and Amon helped Link make the first one when he was in the Cave Wildlings tribe. After Amon left, Link made his second piece independently, and Medanzo escorted Iso to the Swamp Island to help Link, and Link gave this scorpion shell armor to Medanzo for self-defense, which turned out to be useful today.

Amon also photographed the armor on his body: “It's really good stuff, it's just that the materials are not easy to build. I collected so many crusts, and after making so much armor on both sides, there's not enough left to make another one. Although the clothes are good, it depends on who wears them. If you change to someone else, you must be a warrior with a secondary awakening of power and mastery of intermediate divinity in order to play the greatest role. ”

Medanzo said with a laugh: “I'm not a great samurai yet, but the armor fits perfectly. Ammon God usually taught me to practice habits, and this is when I realized the usefulness, wearing it underneath the desert for half a day, I was not really tired, and the weak application of magic lasted just right. ”

Amon glanced at him: “Though you are not a great samurai, the average great samurai is not necessarily your opponent. Be careful, but be confident and do not be afraid. ”

Medanzolo took the colour: “Of course! If not, would I dare follow Amon God on this trip? What now, we're off to King Hattie's camp? ”

Amon looked at the sky and looked forward. He shook his head: "There are grasslands ahead, not far from the mountains and jungles, we cannot dive under the sand. In the middle of the day, if anyone in the sky flies past the reconnaissance, maybe they'll find us both. ”

MEDANZO: “With diving, our habit should be not to be afraid to carry out divine rushes at any time. ”

Amon shook his head again: “This habit is usually good, it's a way of exercising magic, but what needs to be done now is dangerous, it must be guaranteed enough energy and strength, we've been drilling in the desert for half a day, we can't use it any longer. Moreover, it is not possible to run all the magic in the continuous pursuit of divine divinity. A wise magician can still be found close by. Put on the Snake Scale and we'll take the nearest road to lurk in the swamp. ”

Not only did they carry scorpion crustaceans with them, but they also had snake scales made of double-headed monster snakes, which were made of divine art and could dive in water or swamps to keep mud out of them, which also required users to master intermediate divinity. Medanzo said bitterly: "Just drilled out of the sand, going to drill mud again? ”

Amon grinned too: "Don't just think about showing your face, the sins you deserve are the same. Now is not the time to act, waiting for George and John to lure away the mainstay of the Nanar Legion, who are presumably fleeing a fierce battle in the desert, hopefully the battalion will hold up. ”

They snuck out of the desert and into the grasslands, and the scorpion shell armor had a faint reflection in the sun, but then it turned into the same color as the environment, and their shapes blurred, making it even harder to see in the vicinity, and more difficult to spot in the distance. Instead of heading straight for King Hattie's camp, they circled east and took the most covert route to the edge of a swamp, replacing it with snake scales and quietly disappearing into soft grass and mud.

……

King Lucille Hattie is in a bad mood today. Following the advice of the Royal Minister of Military Affairs, Djuguly, and several of his commanders, he left his flag on behalf of the Enrique Regiment, but he himself withdrew from the front line to the rear. It is rare to leave the king to go to the frontier to relax. It is comfortable to shoot and hunt every day, and it suits his heart.

It has been such a long time, inevitably a little boring. I heard that the victory ahead had been overwhelming, but Gregory and others have slowly refused to initiate a general offensive to capture Ecupharaoh, somewhat anxious for His Majesty the King, who awaits the establishment of this monumental feat.

Earlier this morning, an urgent report was received that the Ejuan al-Ra Army had sent a force that had made a crazy breakthrough towards the Syrian hinterland. Though far away, there will be heavy military blockades along the way, the guards around them still advise the king to be careful and to withdraw safely to the city state more thoroughly.

Lucille was upset, and he looked down and said, "This time I am a royal pilot. Is there an enemy activity far away that I am going to run away from? Is the Nanar Regiment a piece of crap that can't stop this little enemy, and you're all a piece of crap that can't protect me? ”

Lucille was a little stuck, not only didn't evacuate, but even the camp didn't change places. Of course, his army was not waste. Shortly afterwards, he received reports of war. The enemies had been repelled. They had fled after being severely traumatized. The commander of the Legion of Nanar had led the army into hiding. He drove the enemy's remnants back to the camp and launched a smooth attack.

By the next day, official warfare had arrived, and the Legion of Nanar had defeated the enemy's elite attack and launched a fierce attack surrounding the enemy camp. The Ann-La Regiment Turtle Defense did not dare to take a step forward in the battalion. General Olebane led the battalion to nearly 2,000 enemies, which won the division back. The Ann-La Regiment no longer had the strength to fight, but to defend the battalion for a long time.

Ole Bain wrote an interesting story about how he seemed to win it all, first chasing down the Ann La Corps and then beating his opponent until he got tired of beating up the winning class. The figure of 2,000 enemies is exaggerated, and the total number of official combat units of the Angolan Legion is no more than 5,000, even counting all the logistical teams, servants and civilian husbands in the big rear.

But that's what the war papers say, and Olebane knows what His Majesty likes to hear.

Lucille was in a better mood when he saw the war paper, and while he knew Olebane must have exaggerated, at least he said that the line of defense was safe, safe where he was, and he was even complacent about yesterday's decision to calm down. On that day, His Majesty took the Guard for another hunt in the jungle not far from the edge of the marsh and returned at night for a bonfire party in the camp.

The King's camp was a natural charm, he lived in the most beautiful beastly skins, and in front of the large accounts he was enclosed in a courtyard where he lit roast meat and drank wine. With pleasure, His Majesty also rewarded his entourage.

……

At night, near the nearest marshy edge of the King's camp, two silent people emerged from the mud, Amon and Medanzo, dressed in Dai-yan Snake Scale Armor, and the mud slipped from them without contamination at all. If two of the people most familiar with the topography of the area, not Amon and Medanzomo, were to be found on the Heavenly Pivot continent, they would have spent a long time travelling through the heavy hazard barrier for the most detailed examination.

It took them a day and a half to circle around the swamp and avoid all possible reconnaissance sneaking into the nearest position to the King's camp. Especially at the end of the journey, they were very careful to dive in the swamp, not even the resident scorpion dragon was struck.

After disembarking into the jungle, the snake scales were removed and the scorpion shell armor was replaced, of course, because the scorpion shell armor was better defended and was about to face an unpredictable battle tonight. Then they checked the equipment that needed to be used, and Amon was carrying a stick of iron, his most common weapon, and took out a windmill and handed it over to Medanzo.

Amon whispered, “Of course I asked you to come with me to take risks, but it's not worth dying for. If the plan doesn't succeed, you cover yourself with a scroll and fly away with the shuttle. We cannot escape in the direction of the southern front and head north into the swamp to Rink. ”

Medanzo did not hold a staff, but carried a strange long sword. The handle of this sword is long, almost half the size of a sword, and looks like a short cane attached to a sword. The end of the blade handle is also inlaid with sacred stones, but is not visible in the material. This is the weapon Amon obtained in the mysterious mountain belly, which was supposed to be a precious sword of a great warrior, perfect to assist in the performance of the divine arts, and given to Medanzo is naturally exhaustive.

They also wore a knife between their waists, a sharp blade created by Amon with the fangs of a snake. Medanzo took over the Shuttle and Scroll Trail: “Of course I'll be careful, but I'll never run if I have to! Amon, what you are going to do is even more dangerous, but I firmly believe that you can capture King Hattie alive. ”

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