Jinshan Mansion here was quickly conquered by Lei Dongfeng, but Zhenhai Mansion there was unexpected peace after several days of fierce fighting.

As the Han army continued to enter the Jiangnan province, the Han army had already formed a counter-encirclement of the Western coalition on the northwest line of Zhenhai Prefecture.

Although this siege is not tight, and the overall number of Han troops is currently less than that of the Western coalition forces, it at least forms a force to clamp down on the siege of the coalition forces.

However, when all the armies gathered in Jiangnan, several main legions of the empire chose to set up camp after arriving at the front line. After the arrival of the Han army, the Red Tiger Army, more than 10,000 people began to attack Nantong Prefecture, but there were thousands of people lost in two days, but Nantong Prefecture never conquered it.

The coalition forces on the front line of Zhenhai Prefecture have also increased their troops in Nantong Prefecture again, and the elite infantry of 30,000 coalition forces firmly grasped Nantong Prefecture in their hands.

In the following two days, the Shura Legion, Flying Tiger Legion, Most of the Red Tiger Legion, and Most of the Benlei Legion, one of the top ten legions of the Empire, rushed to ten miles outside Nantong Prefecture. The Faza Army, which was dominated by Zhuge Ting, was mainly a powerful infantry crossbowman, was about to arrive in Jiangnan.

The one appointed by the imperial capital as the commander-in-chief of this battle was Guan Bowen, the Minister of the Emperor** Department.

At this moment, the Empire and the Western Alliance seemed to have agreed.

The Western coalition stopped its fierce attack on Zhenhai Prefecture for nearly a week, and the Han soldiers were stationed outside the northwest front of Zhenhai.

A total of nearly 400,000 troops on both sides were confronting each other, as if waiting for an opportunity for a decisive battle.

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On November 9, 999, the front line of the Empire Zhenhaifu.

In the coalition camp, Mr. Long, wearing a silver mask, welcomed the Pope's special envoy, the Archbishop of the Cardinal Rembrandt.

Rembrandt was still arrogant and seemed to have gained weight again, and his little eyes were always shining with a cautious but greedy light.

"Your Excellency, our army has been in a standstill for two days, and the Han soldiers have been arranged. Why don't we start the general attack? Should we wait for the Pope to give orders in person?" Rembrandt raised his fleshy fingers, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said dissatisfied.

"The time has not come." Mr. Long said coldly.

"The time has not come, the time has not come. I really don't know why the Pope believed you, damn pagan." Rembrandt shouted.

A sarcastic smile appeared on Mr. Long's mouth: "His archbishop, the Pope has called you here this time, and he has not authorized you to command the military."

When Rembrandt heard this, his fat face turned red: "What do you mean? I am the military supervisor, the only military supervisor appointed by the Pope himself. Don't think that if you please Jose, you can disrespect me. You are a pagan. You are the Pope who accepts you with kindness. Believe it or not, I will send you to the stolen rack."

Hearing this, the Western Allied Forces officers in the room showed anger. Not to mention that after these days of contact, everyone had accepted Mr. Long from the bottom of their hearts. Just talking about Rembrandt's character was famous for being a poor person in the Allied Forces. Starting the Eastern Expedition, this guy had never seen him do anything except to make money, treach the beautiful women, deceive the superiors and conceal the subordinates, seek news everywhere, and report to the Pope.

Moreover, it is said that the most beloved Knight of the Moon in the coalition was framed by him and the Holy See Prince Julio.

As professional soldiers, they naturally prefer Mr. Long, who also has the same military temperament and is decisive in their hearts.

When Mr. Long saw Rembrandt lose his composure, he smiled even more: "The Archbishop, there is a saying in the Han Empire that a dog who can yell will not bite people. You are the Archbishop. Why bother with me?"

"Bastard!" Rembrandt yelled in anger and actually rushed up.

In his opinion, although Mr. Long in front of him was tall, he had never seen any martial arts since he came to the coalition. With the few tricks he had learned with the Holy See Paladin, he should be able to teach this hateful pagan a lesson.

However, as soon as Rembrandt pounced on it, he felt a flash in front of him. Mr. Long could dodge it lightly, and then he felt a tripping under his feet, and his entire fat body flew out directly.

"You, dare you hit me..." Rembrandt lay on the ground and his mouth was full of mud, roaring in a vague manner.

Mr. Long said to Rembrandt with an anxious look: "Oh, Archbishop, why are you so careless that you can fall on the ground...

After saying that, he shouted at the Paladins who followed Rembrandt to guard him, ""You guys won't help the Archbishop to see a doctor."

"You-" Rembrandt rolled his eyes in anger and fainted.

When Mr. Long saw it, he smiled slightly and began to assign tasks to the generals again.

In Mr. Long's view, Rembrandt is just a clown with greed but lacking ability. If he is really allowed to stay by the Pope and deceive his superiors and conceal his subordinates, and slander them, he will still threaten him, but if he leaves the Pope and stand alone, it will not be a big threat.

Half a day later, Mr. Long finished the arrangement and sat alone in the house and looked out the window. Suddenly, the guards outside the door shouted: "Sir, Archbishop Rembrandt's men are going to pay homage to you."

Mr. Long thought for a while and said warmly to the door: "Let him in."

The visitor was a middle-aged scholar with a pretty appearance, but it was Tan Zhongsei, the chief of staff of the Potian Legion who surrendered to the Western Allied Forces in Longcheng.

After Tanjong Sei-Kiwa surrendered to the coalition, he became a confidant of Rembrandt. It is said that he also received the baptism of Rembrandt and became a believer of the Holy Holy Church. Although he was not ashamed of many Han people, he was deeply trusted by the Holy Church in the coalition.

Therefore, although he was suspected of being a slasher in several services, he was eloquent and had many ideas for Rembrandt to make money, so Rembrandt kept saying he was heartbroken.

Even the Pope praised Tanjong: "A Eastern man who is loyal to the Lord God is more trustworthy than some Western guys who are unaware of the Lord God."

Mr. Long is naturally familiar with Tan Zhongshiguang. When the two met many times when they were in the coalition camp, one followed Jose and the other followed Rembrandt, but they had almost never talked.

Now Tanzaka Sei-Ki is suddenly visiting, not knowing what idea is going on.

"Meet Lord Long." Tan Zhongsei Kuang bowed.

"Mr. Tian, ​​don't be fine." Mr. Long bowed his hand and said in a gentle and calm tone.

"Haha, I came to Zhenhai with Lord Rembrandt this time. I mainly assist you in the war, so I naturally want to visit you. As a pagan, you can gain the trust of Lord Jose and the Pope at the same time. It is really worth learning from some of you."

When Mr. Long heard this, his anger gradually arose. He understood Tan Zhongshiguang's character, so he naturally understood that the meaning of Tan Zhongshiguang's words was to ridicule him for being inclined to be in a state of indifference.

However, Mr. Long has never figured out whether Tan Zhongshikawa knew his true identity? Also, why did Tan Zhongshikawa kill the deputy general defending the city and sacrifice the city to the westerners when he was in Longcheng?

If it weren't for him killing the general who defended the city, the Westerners would never have captured Longcheng so quickly even if they were sure to win.

However, it is not the time to think about these things carefully. Today, Tan Zhongshikawa came to see him, afraid that it was not as simple as the old friend's visit.

"Or maybe he knew my identity?" Mr. Long was shocked.

His identity has always been kept secret, and no one except Jose knows where he comes from.

Even the Pope only knew that he was an imperialist and a very high-level figure in the empire. Later, he followed Jose and made great contributions to the coalition forces' attack on the empire.

Pope Urban II trusted him very much for this reason and did not investigate his origins in depth.

So, Mr. Long thought about what would happen if Tanaka Ruo knew his true identity, was he assassination, sued, or secretly attacked?

After all, I am the damn hand that ruined more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Longcheng.

"Mr. Tanaka, you don't have to be polite. Since you and I are both imperialists, we should take care of each other in this coalition. Why should we be so polite?" Mr. Long spoke up to test.

When Tanzaka Shikami heard Mr. Long ask, he chuckled: "I dare not, Tanzaka is not talented. If you really want to live with someone, you just need to answer one question."

Mr. Long pushed and said in a deep voice: "What's the problem?"

"What do you want?" Tanaka said coldly.

Mr. Long laughed: "What do I want? I just want to help Lord Jose and the Pope win."

Tan Jung-Shiguang shook his head: "Sir, you will never get what you want. Are you deceiving yourself, do you believe it? Sir, after Cheng Mo dies, it's time to stop!"

When Mr. Long heard this, his face turned cold: "I don't understand what Mr. Tanaka is saying."

Tan Zhong Shiguang stared into Mr. Long's eyes: "Sir, you blocked your face, changed your voice, and even ruined your face, but you can't change your eyes. Since the day when Tan Zhong Shiguang followed you, you have always thought that you were a hero with the world and ambition to support the Han Dynasty. You were also moved by your reuse of me, a humble man from the East Japanese. But I didn't expect that today's situation is today. Yuan is dead and Zhuge Xiaoer is about to steal power, but you are still obsessed. Do you really want to see the empire being divided and then you will be that traitor who has been famous for all ages?"

As Tanjong Shikyu asked softly but sharply, Mr. Long's face finally became more and more gloomy.

"Enough, shut up, you are also a sinner who betrays the Legion. What qualifications do you have to say to me? Since you already know who I am, why do you dare to tell me this? Are you not afraid that I will kill you?"

"Kill me? Can I not cause trouble for you if I kill me Rembrandt? Can I not be suspicious of Jose and the Pope? You are willing to let you plan for such a long time? If my death can bring you enlightenment, it would be fine!" Tan Zhongshiguang said disdainfully.

"Tan Zhongshiguang, don't force me!" Mr. Long slapped the table.

Tanzhin Seikawa also patted the table: "Sir, it's not that anyone who pats the table loudly means that it makes more sense. I just want to tell you that you still have a way to go back now, so don't make any mistakes."

Mr. Long suddenly pulled off the mask from his face, and what caught Tan Zhongshiguang's eyes was a face full of swords and swords. He could not see his original face at all. Mr. Long laughed and said, "Look back? Why do I look back now? Will the family accept me? Will the empire accept me? Even if these are not problems, will they not kill me to silence me?"

A trace of sadness flashed in Tan Jungami's eyes. He slowly picked up the mask on the table, walked to Mr. Long, and put it on for him with his own hands.

Mr. Long did not refuse, but just stood there, with anger, unwillingness and deep loneliness in his eyes.

"There is a saying that I must tell you that I gave Dragon City because it cannot be preserved; and I am willing to commit myself to this, just want you to return to the wrong path!"
Chapter completed!