The twelfth twelfth messenger exchange

The demons who were ready to change their guard were on guard and waiting for the night sentry to pick them up. At this time, they looked at a black spot coming here in the distance. They quickly and nervously took the arrow and headed forward under the drive of the officer.

The black spot is gradually visible. It is a cavalry of the Bright Empire wearing iron armor. One person and one horse echoes the human camp behind him. The horse's hoofs are crisp, with the starting point of smoke and dust. The soldiers of the Iron Armor of the Light Empire are firm. Looking at the cavalry of the demon clan catch up, he has been speeding this way without slowing down.

The rider of the demon clan saw that he only brought a sword, and the soldiers of the Light Empire, who had not yet come out of the sheath, stopped suspiciously hundreds of steps away. Looking at the soldiers of the Light Empire holding up a roll of things in their hands, they quickly shouted, "Hold."

The other party looked at them coldly, ignored the bow and arrow in front of him, and continued to move forward. Two warning arrows flew out and landed in front of the horse. The war horse still did not stop and continued to move forward. Then he shouted, "On the order of Lord Victor, come to your department to pass on the letter of war!"

War letter?

The demon race rides and consides each other. What kind of war book can be passed on to this person?

The iron armor of the Bright Empire is one hundred steps closer. With a sudden pull of the reeds, the war horse man stood up. After a long hiss, two front hoofs hit them in front of them.

Please forward it to His Majesty Reinhardt. My lord said that he would wait for five days and bring the army to the decisive battle!" The personal guard of the Bright Empire raised the war book in his hand and threw it out.

The book tied to an iron antler turned a circle in mid-air and fell steadily in front of the demon officer. The demon officer reached out and caught it, and the soldiers of the Iron Armor of the Bright Empire looked at him and smiled ferociously: "See you on the battlefield!" After saying that, he turned the horse's head and left. He didn't care about the sharp arrows in the hands of dozens of people here.

"Your Excellency?"

"Put down the bow and arrow."

The demon officer looked solemnly at the heroic back of the bright empire and saw that the arrows of the demon clan had not been put down. He immediately whipped off: "Do you hear me? He said see you on the battlefield! See you on the battlefield! Don't let the damn Empire of Light look down on our great Protoss!"

After saying that, he went to the camp with the war letter. Soon the war letter was transferred to Klinsman.

"A letter from Victor to His Majesty? Do you want to have a decisive battle in five days?" When Klinsmann heard the message from the guard, he said, "Bring the 100-man captain of the riders."

"Yes."

"See the general."

Klinsmann waved his hand: "Who came to send the war letter?"

"A cavalryman of the Light Empire, the costume of a personal guard."

"There is only one person?"

"There was only one person. After meeting us, he lost the war letter and asked me to meet him on the battlefield and left."

Klinsman laughed: "It's so bold."

After asking a few more detailed questions, Klinsman lowered his head and opened the battle book. Seeing a line of dragons and phoenix dancing, he couldn't help reading: "Light and darkness, it will be determined by the battle in five days!"

The demon generals in the tent were silent.

Klinsman took the book of war and chewed again in a low voice: "Light and dark?" Looking up, Klinsmann said, "Let Your Majesty know immediately! No, it's up to you." Pointing to the 100-person who took over the letter of war. Hundreds of people take orders. Turning around and taking out the account, he got on the war horse and galloped to the rear.

Listening to the sound of horses' hoofs fading away, Klinsmann, who was sitting at the end, looked back at his generals and sighed, "Light and dark!"

"That's a divine general." Speaking of this, Klinsmann said, "Our department needs to be careful in this battle."

"Yes." The demon generals said in a low voice.

And Reinhardt heard that Barkley was killed at night, and he also got a letter from Victor. He asked the centurion from the front line in detail about everything about the human army. After learning all the news, Reinhardt held up the scroll of battle book and smashed it. Reinhardt sneered and said, "What a big tone!"

"If you want to rely on ordinary people, can you compete with our pronoc army?" Reinhardt gritted his teeth when he thought of his hatred. He looked up and asked General Qinwei, "Bolt, are you ready?"

"When you are ready, our army will win."

Reinhardt smiled coldly: "Well, it's just a day's journey. Our army retreated, which is exactly the field battle we want! Haha."

After saying that, he said to the kneeling centurion, "After rest until dawn, go back and tell the demon department to be careful at this time. Barkley's death is his own fault, but Klinsmann must not make any more mistakes."

The centurion of the demon clan, who knelt on one knee until now, did not dare to raise his head and said hurriedly, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

A decisive battle in five days?

How to come and go. The human race dared to go to the demon camp alone, and Reinhardt was naturally unwilling to lose the scene in front of his fateful enemy. Since he was determined to fight the decisive battle the day after tomorrow, Reinhardt immediately replied to the letter and sent a personal guard beside him and the centurion to send a message.

Seeing the centurion leaving, Reinhardt smiled and said, "Bolt, there are 500,000 people in the army and horse of the human race?"

"I think Victor is bluffing. His army will not exceed 200,000. Bolt looked calm and disdainful.

The demon army has openly called Reinhardt as the Odin Emperor. At William's instruction, because Reinhardt is Odin, and he has his blood!

Reinhardt glanced at him and said, "Since Victor's letter of war tells me that there will be a decisive battle in five days. Humph. Order the whole army to rest for one day or five days? A decisive battle the day after tomorrow!"

"Yes." The demon generals responded.

So Victor, the thief's head and thief's brain, also saw the movement of the enemy camp.

At this time, he heard the sound of horses' hoofs and then the Rangers reported, "Lord Victor, the demon messenger came."

"Minger?"

When he didn't get to the enemy's camp, Solskja, the warrior of the demon clan, met the Ranger. After he shouted, the soldiers stopped him, one of them reported it back, and the rest were on guard. The soldiers looked up and down at Solskjaer, who was calm and not afraid of death, while Victor's soldiers always talked a lot without the supervision of the officer.

"What did he just say? What's the concave?" Soldier A was a little confused, and the long words made them feel tongue-twisted.

"Otter.. Man?" Soldier B fainted.

"It's Lord Augustus, damn it, I just found out that their emperor is ours!" The other soldier disdained the two idiots around him.

Solskjaer corrected with a pale face, "Pay attention to your rhetorical soldiers! It's His Majesty Odin of the Holy Black Cloud Empire.

"Oh." The soldier said dryly. The bow and arrow in his hand continued to hit him dozens of steps away, and the sword had also come out of its sheath, and then complained, "Leinhardt, just Reinhardt. What the hell?"

Solskjaer looked at this group of idiots sadly and couldn't believe that the 100,000 army of the great Protoss army had died at the hands of this group of idiots. He suddenly became a little curious. He really didn't know how Victor communicated with these guys. How can that guy unite this group of guys?

Victor smiled faintly. When he heard that it was Reinhardt's messenger, he was finally completely relieved. The guy didn't seem to be crazy this time. So he opened his mouth relaxedly, "Let him go."

He is not afraid of heaven and earth, and he is afraid that the madman opposite will attack as soon as he arrives. Thinking about the momentum of the guy's attack at the first time, and the occasional hysteria later. What Victor was most worried about was that the guy habitually went crazy and led a large army to attack the main battle as soon as he arrived on the battlefield. If that happens, the great general will be shameless. Will he wait to die if he doesn't run away? It's a pity that I have a great reputation.

The general, whose eyes are spinning and ready to run away at any time, is of course as firm as before, or with a little disdain. I will be brave, and I will be so timid and morale at this moment. Victor played the bowstring when he had nothing to do, and talked and laughed with Winnie the Pooh beside him.

And Victor didn't know that his soldiers had tossed the warriors of the demon clan crazy. And Winnie is very worried and advises him to take back. In order to avoid the demon clan from seeing that so many soldiers and horses guarding behind the camp for defense, they lost their face and exposed the truth. Victor quit, and he ordered the soldiers to call the messenger immediately. Pooh didn't know what he was going to do. Seeing that he insisted, he had to give up his idea.

Victor glanced at him and scolded, "The demon messenger is a few miles away. I asked him to wait, and then made tens of thousands of troops quietly return to the camp at this moment? You are such an idiot."

Pooh looked at him with a tongue, thought about it, nodded, and scolded.

"You're scared." Victor then hit the nail on the head and said, "So your judgment is abnormal. What a shame."

The angry Pooh's face was red, and he couldn't wait to throw a fireball.

The demon messenger has arrived in a blink of an eye.

Solskjaer finally got rid of those idiots and came to the camp. He thought that Victor might be very famous. He looked at him calmly, took the war letter to indulge his autism, and then let him go. Or Victor's account will be surrounded by iron armor, requiring him to kneel down and submit a letter of war to humiliate the Protoss, or Victor will, but no matter what he thinks, Solskja, who can't lose the face of the Protoss's face and betrays your majesty's trust, did not expect that in the black enemy camp, there are so many soldiers and armored cavalry behind the camp gate, and they are attacking. The attack formation looked at him viciously and silently.

Solskjaer was shocked. But then the excellent demon warrior raised the battle book, was angry and ready to roar.

Victor waved: "Don't shout, I know."

Solskjaer was so angry that he gritted his teeth and looked at Victor surrounded by the torch opposite.

"At the order of His Majesty of the Holy Black Cloud Empire, the book of war is passed on to Lord Victor, the general of the human race." Solskjaer suppressed his anger. After saying word by word, the war letter was raised high, and he did not disoate or let go.

"Go and get it." Victor didn't care about this with him. A soldier came forward and stretched out his hand in front of Solskjaer: "Give it to me."