Chapter 541 CLXXV Salt Lake City

Chapter 541 CLXXV. Salt Lake City

The royal capital of Mulon is located in the southeastern area of ​​the country, which is also the area with the most fertile land and abundant cultivated land.

The railway built from the vassal country of Aram is not the only way for the royal capital to pass through. It only built a branch line and has been completed.

The main line is a large-scale project that runs from the eastern city of Black Rock City across the Kolor Highlands.

The elite aristocratic class has limited belief in the Holy Allah, the state religion of Mulon, and is a product of folk customs that was abandoned by the times after being assimilated by Aram.

But as you go further west, the roots of religious influence grow deeper and deeper, making it difficult to uproot them.

It’s already starting to take shape in Salt Lake City.

Uporio borrowed the excuse of Holy Allah to carry out the resistance struggle and used fundamental principles as the banner. This was why he was able to attract the support of the so-called International Brigade and the Masonic Alliance Front and avoid being labeled as a regressive regime.

But the one that really still exists in the world, has been stigmatized and turned into a cult organization, the body of the God-Bishop has nothing to do with Uporio.

These fanatical believers who can truly form a fighting organization are the foundation of the Divine Bishop.

Salt Lake City.

The battle situation ahead is unfavorable. If Crocodile Island stays in Silver Moon City for a long time, after the railway reaches Music City in less than half a month, the main line will fall into an unprecedented state of shutdown.

It was August, and there were only more than twenty days left before the mainland martial arts competition in China.

Zote had somewhat guessed what Crocodile Island was thinking. During this period, Heifan, who had only joined the alliance for a few months, caught Crocodile Island off guard.

In fact, the Army sent Crocodile Island here as a lucrative job, but it was also a hard job.

Even a small kickback from the military and railway allocations is a huge amount that ordinary people can't even imagine.

But the cost is that it's a gamble.

Crocodile Island has already fallen into the trap of security warfare. It bullies only guerrilla forces with sporadic firepower. The targets for military strikes are not very threatening, so it can only fight with infantry and light armored troops.

The magic cannon blew up the tent of the resistance army and shattered a piece of rag with several golden dragons and ten golden dragons. This situation was very embarrassing.

But the Mulon people are very ignorant. The people Uporio recruited from backward areas thought they were invulnerable after pouring the water blessed by the god. They used sabers and backward matchlocks to miserably face the strongest army on the surface.

So Crocodile Island has always been quite comfortable.

But after the deputy general manager of Black Sail Trading Company and a former political prisoner of Pedan came to give guidance, Uporio also chose the most radical play style under pressure.

Mulon's land does not belong to Fen, so he can naturally make suggestions at will.

The three geologists Micah brought back provided a lot of information, including the direction planning of the main line, and extreme measures were taken to desertify and salinize the soil along the only route.

Lure Crocodile Island to capture the Drifting City and make a quick victory. In this way, it is the resistance army that defends the city. Crocodile Island is the one who needs to bear the price for the delay in construction.

It's time for a military showdown in the mainland, and no one will be able to move Crocodile Island in the near future.

Uporio is using up his last manpower and exploding troops. If he can withstand this attack, he will win. He can also counterattack and regain the lost land.

I am just afraid that Crocodile Island can remain calm, and I am not worried about the delay in the construction period. It will be delayed until the mainland martial arts competition is over, and then people will be transferred from Yalan.

The situation has become extremely serious, and both sides are making their final test, which is about to break out.

But Zotte didn't care about that.

Don't do porcelain work without diamonds.

However, his recent work reminded him of the years when he was suppressing people everywhere. He was very experienced in fighting public security wars.

To put it bluntly, even if Crocodile Island is defeated, Zote will still have to step up and do the work of Crocodile Island for the Pope's order. As long as it is done well...

In this way, the party dispute between the royal court and the sect came to an end. The royal court gave in to the advantage, and Zotte returned to the top of power and became the dean of the College of Cardinals.

"Stop hiding, you can't run away..."

Zote walked with the knife and knocked on the metal equipment in the cabin, making constant noises.

Salt Lake City is named after the fourth largest salt lake in the Western Continent.

There were many salt mining boats on the lake. Zote discovered that it was the stronghold of the Divine Bishop, and acted secretly to sweep the place.

One of the large salt mining ships is made of wood-based materials, but its structure is different from that of ordinary sailing ships. It is mainly used for lake operations. Its kinetic energy relies on human wood pulp and requires hundreds of people to row at the same time. The bottom of the huge cabin has a salt mining vessel. equipment.

But now it is full of corpses and blood. Zote and the Sword of Time led by him have killed everyone, leaving only the leader who is still hiding.

There were people guarding the shore, but she was just making useless resistance.

The light on the bottom of the ship was dim, and Zotte watched with interest as the salt wells in the ballast reservoir were dyed bright red.

Those who were slashed by Zotte died in extreme pain.

His knife skills are very strange and will not be fatal, but will cause death from massive blood loss in an instant.

These corpses wearing purple ceremonial robes of priests are usually cut in half, or the limbs are split vertically. The ulna and radius are split from the gap between the index and middle fingers together with the bones, and then the arms are separated from the middle, as are the feet. Same.

The same goes for some heads, with three flaps split open and brains smeared on the ground.

He was cut into pieces, bleeding heavily, and his shoes were soaked in blood when he stepped on the ship's board.

Even the Sword of Time, a religious demon, was surprised by this man's cruelty. It seemed that elimination was just an additional purpose and execution was the most necessary.

Zot gestured with his hand to let the swords of time settle down. He used his saber to strike the metal equipment, making a deafening clanging sound, stimulating the hiding person. Even if she was a little panicked and her breathing was disordered, Zot would notice it.

At this time.

On the shore of the Salt Lake, the scenery was beautiful, the sky was clear and cloudless, and the boundless clear salt lake reflected the sparkling waves.

The black horse Zhaoyue stopped, and Magnus loosened the reins and got off the horse.

He had arrived at Salt Lake City a few days ago.

But Salt Lake City is too big. It is one of the few production cities in Muron. Before the war, most of the salt merchants along the east coast of the Narrow Sea purchased goods from here.

It was only today that Zot's location was found.

Magnus looked at the dozens of salt mining ships on the shore that were temporarily suspended due to the war. If the news was correct, Zot was on one of the ships.

It seems that his judgment was correct.

A group of heavily armored priests in steel plate armor gathered on the shore, about a hundred of them, and several Swords of Time wearing dragon-faced helmets and pure white robes.

Now is a special time to sweep the remnants of the bishops. There must be something strange about appearing on the shore at this time. Of course, they also found Magnus.

"Who are you? The Eternal Sect is now operating. Unrelated personnel please leave quickly, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

A heavily armored priest came over, armed to the teeth, and his expression could not be seen at all under the heavy helmet.

In other words, Magnus did not look like a Muron, but had Alan features, otherwise he would have been driven away with a flail.

Magnus was unmoved. Even though he was alone, this attracted more heavily armored priests to gather around, and they had already taken out the flails on their bodies.

The iron hammer tied to the chain was all dried and mottled blood.

"This is the last warning. Swear in the name of the Dragon Lord, we will execute you."

The heavily armored priest said calmly.

But I always feel that this person is a little familiar.

"I am also a member of the Eternal Church. This is my armband. I need to talk to the leader of the Eighteenth Squadron. I was the one who kidnapped the missing priestess from Black Rock City. I am the only one who knows where she is."

Magnus was unwilling to waste his energy before killing Zoth. Besides, there were too many of them. He used them as hostages and wanted to fight Zoth one-on-one.