Chapter 1713 Greedy Wolf Joins the Battle

"If that's the case," the secretary-general sitting next to him raised his glasses and said, "Today, the Sirius Legion is approaching the Fort of the Holy Helm where the Golden Lion is. Marshal Windsor Bello leads the army in person, and the attack time is set at 10:00 noon." Two points. If this battle breaks out, even if the Golden Lion is replaced by a successor, he will not sit on the negotiating table because of hatred, right?"

Allen said: "Then tell the teacher to stop the attack."

"You go and do this immediately." Mobit said to the Secretary-General.

Allen said in a deep voice: "Mr. President, can you send someone to take me to Fort Holy Helm."

"Of course there is no problem."

Holy Helm is not a fortress, but the name of a new city. This city was established by the Golden Lion. The predecessor of Helm Castle was just an ordinary city on the surface. The city was destroyed in the Nirm invasion, and the Golden Lion rebuilt and expanded the ruins of the city. There are no tall buildings in the current Fort of the Holy Helm, but the roads extend in all directions, and canals are dug to drain water, forming a canal running through the city for drinking water for the residents in the city.

One of the biggest features of this city is that anti-aircraft forts can be seen from every commanding height in the city. As for the surrounding area of ​​Holy Helm Fort, various fortifications were poured out. The Golden Lion turned it into a war fortress, where Capulo's stronghold is located.

At this moment, Capulo was shaving in his bathroom. After he shaved off his beard, he looked at himself in the mirror with his hair cut short, and he looked ten years younger. He could have kept his appearance in his prime if he wanted to. After all, his lifespan has been greatly extended after passing level 30, so the period of youth and middle age is very long. Usually the powerhouses of this level can keep their spring alive.

Of course, there are also some outliers among these strong men, who allow their appearance to disappear with the wind. This includes Horn and Capulo.

Horn's ideas are extremely sophisticated, but Capulo himself wants to lower the vigilance of the Federation and the New Party, allowing himself to grow old, making people think that the wild lion and the glory are no longer. After leaving the battlefield that year, Capulo has been keeping a low profile, even giving people the illusion that the marshal is retirement. Who knows that this lion is ambitious, and all the appearances are created by him.

Now, his goal has finally been achieved. After decades of painstaking efforts, he cultivated his contacts bit by bit, penetrated one by one without the Federation not being aware of it, and finally firmly grasped the golden lion, the trump card army, in his own hands.

And at the most appropriate time, separate this legion from the Federation and become your own private force.

So at this time, he has no need to hide. After Capulo swept away his old age and changed into a uniform, he seemed to have returned to twenty years ago,

Even the steps are much stronger than before.

He is having breakfast in the dining room.

The breakfast is very rich, fried seven-ripe steak drenched in black pepper sauce, sprinkled with pieces of mint leaves for flavor. In addition, there are mashed potato salads and fresh juices, each of which is carefully prepared, and the food from the private chef is full of color, flavor and taste.

Capulo put a small piece of steak into his mouth, enjoying the aroma of the food in his mouth. An assistant next to him reported: "Marshal, Sirius is less than a hundred kilometers away from us. In half an hour, they can complete their offensive preparations."

A soft music was playing in the restaurant, and Capulo put down his knife and fork and laughed: "I bet you, I dare say Sirius won't just launch an attack like this. They are trying to pull me back on Before the negotiating table, try to gain more leverage. Politics is like this, and war is just a means.”

"Then us?"

"Of course, we also have to do our part. Notification continues, Holy Helm Castle has entered a state of war, and all defensive forts have been lifted. We must welcome everyone from Sirius."

Capulo picked up the juice and raised his glass to greet the direction of no one.

On the land a hundred kilometers away from Castle of the Holy Helm, there was a roar in the sky, and a fleet slowly pierced the sky to drive away the thick clouds. This is Sirius' fleet, consisting of a mothership, three battleships, and hundreds of battleships.

These metal iron blocks flying in mid-air constitute a powerful picture, and the beasts on the ground are scrambling to escape first, so as to stay away from the chilling feeling emanating from those metal machines.

Windsor Bello was on that mothership. This time she did not drive out her own ship, but only used the mothership with the Sirius logo. In the command hall, Marshal Tanlang sat on a high seat. She was dressed in military uniform, with a golden emblem engraved with a wolf's head shining on her military cap. The military cap slanted on his head drooped, and the peak of the visor blocked half of the Marshal's face.

She held the Endless Fort by her side, and Windsor Bello didn't say a word, but she was full of murderous looks.

"There is still half an hour before we can enter the battlefield." A Sirius general reported loudly from under the bridge.

Windsor Bello stood up holding the source device, and said calmly: "You guys are waiting here. I'll go meet with Capulo and prepare a small ship for me."

A moment later, a combat spaceship launched from the belly of the mothership, and two blue electric fires spewed out from behind the hull, pushing the spaceship towards the other end of the Fort of the Holy Helm.

The Fort of the Holy Helm immediately noticed the battleship flying alone. Capulo, who had already had breakfast and stepped into the command building, happened to see this picture on the big screen. He grinned and said, "Windsabello wants to see me."

With a shake of his shoulders, he took off the fur cape he was wearing, and strode out of the command building.

In the sky outside Holy Helm Castle, a spaceship approached from far away, and finally hovered outside the range of the defensive turret. The door of the cockpit of the spaceship opened, and Windsor Bello jumped onto the top of the hull, held the endless turret, took a deep look at the gray city on the opposite side, and then spoke: "Capulo, get out!"

Her voice didn't seem very high-pitched, but it rolled over the sky like thunder over the city. Her voice gradually became louder, and finally turned into a thunderclap.

"Windsor Bello, if you came to negotiate with me, then you can go back. My conditions are still the same. If the Federation refuses to agree, then there is no need to say anything."

Standing on the high defensive wall in front of Fort Holy Helm at some unknown time, Capulo responded with his sniper rifle Jue Yin on his shoulder, biting a cigar in his mouth. His voice was as deep as a drum, passing over the earth, the earth was buzzing, and his voice was no worse than that of Windsor Bellow.

Windsor Bello on the spaceship showed a charming smile, but unfortunately she was in the air, and there was no ghost around her, but no one appreciated this smile: "You are mistaken, I am not here to negotiate with you. I was never a politician from the beginning to the end."

"Then what are you doing here, reminiscing about the past?"

"Of course not." Windsor Bello raised the endless turret and pointed in the direction of Fort Helm: "I am here to end your era!"