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Chapter 516 The Destruction of Mu Continent (4k+)

"The wind is blowing and the clouds are flying. How can I find brave warriors to go to all directions? Rebels must be suppressed at all times. It is necessary to suppress them. Think about it..."

Under the city of Harun, Liu Yonglu used a fan that turned into a loudspeaker to mobilize the Moses Sadr navy below to "watch the war."

Yes, they were here to watch the battle, not to participate in it. The hundreds of people including Moses Sader came here just like him, not to fight, but to build momentum.

Prince Herama sat on the big camel at the back, stroking his beard and watching with a smile. He knew that the Mosesad people came just to show off their strength and they could not be expected to really fight.

The only useful person here is Envoy Ricky. Why? The car has also come along. If there is any problem when using the car or if there is any difficulty in operating it, we still have to rely on Envoy Ricky to handle it. It's good for him to come. It's also great for others to follow and see the mighty military power of Kurt!

"All my fellow Moses, listen to me. We are a special force and a special force must play a special role. Let's keep our troops in place for now and wait for His Excellency the Prince to give the order. Then we will bravely fight the enemy!"

After yelling in a panic, Liu Yonglu rode a camel back to the main camp, where not only was there Prince Herama, but also Sir Gregory who came to watch the battle, and his own Shi Weitian team.

"Ricky, take a break."

Gregory nodded at him. He and Liu Yonglu had discussed it before. This time, when Herama led the army in person, Liu Yonglu would not have to accompany him throughout the whole process.

Upper Kurt is a vast area and it will take more than a few days to conquer it. After conquering the city of Harun, Liu Yonglu can move freely with one or two hundred people.

By then, the rebels in Upper Kurt will have no forward base, and the size of the troops outside will not be too large.

It would be safer for Liu Yonglu to follow the old witch doctor to find the book, or for Marquette to take him with him to carry out some special operation.

"Yes, sir!"

Liu Yonglu clasped his hands and returned to his team to rest.

Herama had already made arrangements. This time he planned to let Prince Yusuf gain some experience and make him mainly responsible for the military dispatch of this imperial expedition. And his eldest son, whom he valued the most, was really capable. He planned both the supply dispatch and the siege formation in an orderly manner.

As the horn sounded, the Lower Kurt soldiers pushed the heavy engineering equipment and slowly attacked Harlan City.

The Lower Kurds had previously stockpiled a large number of troops under the city of Harun. This time, with the help of Prince Herama and Prince Yusuf, their morale was greatly boosted. In the past few days, they launched three exploratory sieges and found that although the Harun defenders had ample supplies, their morale was not very stable.

In the past three days, the Lower Kurts have discovered seven or eight groups of deserters who dropped from the top of the city walls in baskets late at night.

Today, Herama personally supervised the battle with the confidence that the city could be captured with one strike.

The sound of firearms exploding, the roars of both sides, and the painful wails brought by forbidden spells merged into one on the battlefield.

"Mr. Richie, are you interested in leading the troops in person?"

Seeing that the situation on his side was going well, Helama wanted to share some of the credit with Liu Yonglu, thinking that he could take advantage of the situation and perhaps be promoted to a higher title when he returned to Mosesad.

"Ah, Your Excellency, you have just recovered from a long illness. Forget it."

Liu Yonglu was riding a camel and smiling jokingly with Mili Tang. When he heard Hera Ma talking to him, he raised his head and said:

"Besides, you know me, I'm too kindhearted! The upper and lower Kurts were originally one family, but now we are at war. I can't bear it!"

"Well, Mr. Richie really is a compassionate person. I was not wrong."

Helama nodded. He was just doing it for the sake of politeness. Since Liu Yonglu was not happy about it, it was fine.

At this time, on the other side of Barron City, there was an army lurking on the sand dunes. They were the rangers composed of Marquette and local nobles!

"Mr. Marquette, is it our turn to take action?"

"Wait a moment, wait for Prince Yusuf's order!"

Marquette was observing the situation on the battlefield with a monocular telescope. After all, this private army was Prince Yusuf's team, and the timing of the attack was up to him.

Suddenly, a ginger-colored flag was raised on the city wall, which was a signal given by Prince Yusuf.

"Guys, follow me!

But please remember one thing, after entering the city, you must display Prince Yusuf's flag, otherwise the Upper Kurds may misunderstand our identity.

You all know what happened afterwards. I heard that Tariq brought a lot of military pay this time!
rush! "

After roaming the Kurt Desert for several months, Marquette had accumulated considerable reputation. At his command, this group of fierce rangers rushed towards the city of Harlan.

Tariq was already struggling to defend against the frontal attack on Yusuf, and suddenly his adjutant reported that there was a new cavalry unit behind him. His morale dropped further as he was unable to focus on one thing while distracting others.

The battle lasted until dusk, and the gate of Harun City was finally opened by the Lower Kurds who broke into the city. After that, it was a one-sided pursuit and clearing.

"Korgon, Linblanc!"

Under the ruins of Harlan City, Marquette saw Kogan directing the crew to count the spoils.

Marquette was happy not to have seen his old friend for several months. He jumped off the camel and walked forward laughing, but he saw Lin Brown passing by him and opening his arms to hug the big pillar behind him.

"Korgon, what's going on?"

"Well, don't mention it. When I went to the Cursed Island, Lin Brown damaged my eyes. Now they are much better. I couldn't see anything before."

Kogan dropped the spoils in his hand and held down Lin Brown. The three of them found a big rock to sit down, smoking and chatting about what had happened recently.

"Where's that kid Ricky? Why can't I see him?"

Marquette looked at the cigarette box in his hand. He had never smoked this cigarette before. It tasted good, but the packaging was a bit strange. Why was there a picture of Ricky printed on it?

Is this Ricky? Why is there a halo behind him?

"The captain is here too, but the moment the city was breached, he took Miss Millie Tang, Mr. Shani, and a small group of troops around Harlan City. They said they were not far away, and they would meet us in Harlan City if they found something."

Kougan's mind was so focused on the spoils that he almost forgot about this.

"Well, okay, I'll also rest up in the city for a few days. There's something very important that I need to let Ricky know."

Marquette lay on his back on a rock with his legs spread out, looking up at the sky. After playing in the desert for several months, he could finally take a hot bath.

……

Three days later, in a bar in Harun City, Liu Yonglu and Milly Tang finally returned from their long journey. The old witch doctor Amgar lived up to everyone's expectations and successfully found a wooden box wrapped in layers of blankets in the cellar of a dilapidated house. The wooden box contained Emily Heck's notes from hundreds of years ago.

"Good boy, there's not a single scratch on your body! That's amazing!"

Marquette, who was sitting at the bar drinking whiskey, saw Liu Yonglu come in and waved and patted Liu Yonglu on the shoulder.

During these three days, Kogan told Marquette all about his previous adventures. Of course, what he knew was not entirely true, and a lot of it had been embellished by Liu Yonglu.

Marquette heard it... He found it hard to accept at first.

Because he is not only an investigator of the Investigation Department, but also a devout believer of the Saint's Church. Otherwise, he could have tattooed the image of the Saint on his arm. The Victoria incident... somewhat impacted his worldview. But then he thought of the benefits. Ricky is not only the captain of the investigation team, but also the patron saint. If he follows him... not to mention getting a saint's title, at least he can keep his family name in the fables of the Holy See!

It was just that Marquette was not born in Virginia, otherwise he would have been a religious scholar at least, and his mind was entirely devoted to this.

Liu Yonglu came in and just drank a sip of water, and Marquette's slap almost knocked the water out of his mouth.

"Be gentle, my goodness. I can't stand your big arms."

Liu Yonglu grinned, thinking that what Marquette said just now was what they said when they first met, he also laughed. It has been more than a year since he came into this world, and what happened then is still vivid in his mind, as if it happened just yesterday.

"Ricky, tell me the truth, are you the patron saint of Allah?"

Marquette knew Liu Yonglu's working style too well, so he hugged him and asked anxiously.

"It's true, big brother, it's true, the Saint herself gave the seal, it's absolutely genuine."

Liu Yonglu tried his best to show a sincere smile.

"That's fine. Remember this when you get out. Don't hesitate. We in the Saint's Sect are very pious. If you hesitate, something bad will happen."

Marquette winked at Liu Yonglu. It seemed that he had passed this test. At critical moments, brothers are more important than faith.

Liu Yonglu was speechless and didn't know what to say. He thought to himself, Brother, I really didn't lie to you. If you don't believe me, ask the old saint lady. We even smoked together!

"Alright, alright, let's get down to business. I called you to Upper Kurt mainly to tell you an important piece of information! This information was also deduced by me through the secret information of Upper and Lower Kurt in recent days.

You asked me why I didn't write to you? First, this matter is too important to make any mistakes. You must sit in front of me and hear it with your own ears!
The second is that this information is too long and complicated, and you may not be able to understand it even if you write it in a letter."

Liu Yonglu picked up the Yuzhou brand cigarettes on the table, took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and nodded.

"The whole process is too complicated. Let him tell you himself."

Marquette moved aside to make way for Farrell behind him. Liu Yonglu didn't see him after he entered the room. Now looking at him again, he was fiddling with a small peanut on the table with a twisted look in his eyes, as if he was about to die.

"Brother, we haven't seen each other for a long time. What's the matter, please tell me."

Liu Yonglu called out several times before Farrell raised his head and spoke slowly after another three minutes:

"I'm not from the Western Continent, you may know this."

"I know you're not from here."

"In fact, I don't belong to any continent you know, neither the South Continent nor the East Continent."

Liu Yonglu lowered his head and looked at Rifael, thinking to himself, this BK must be a time traveler when he comes back to me. Which art troupe is he from?
"My hometown is called Mu Continent. In fact, it has been destroyed long ago and completely disappeared from this world. It was taken into a special space..."

Liu Yonglu did not interrupt and continued to listen to Farrell.

"It was an ancient civilization, older than any you know of... During this time, we developed an advanced culture and... a profound knowledge of the occult."

Liu Yonglu glanced at Marquette, because he felt that Farrell's speech was intermittent and his tone was not very certain, which was awkward.

Marquette secretly pointed to his head, meaning that there was something wrong with Farrell's brain, and his words were vague and reckless.

"Later... Later..."

As if it involved painful memories, Farrell took out a bottle of syrup similar to cough syrup from his arms and took a sip before continuing:

"Perhaps excessive curiosity brought about the disaster, or perhaps... the gods secretly bewitched certain people. Anyway, we actually found the horn somewhere on the bottom of the sea..."

Horn!? Liu Yonglu had heard Ling'er say before that she and Xiaohu went to the Lost Sea to find the horn.

"The judgment came without warning. A raging fire burned the sky, and everything was set on fire and destroyed. Of course, I didn't see any of this. I learned about it through the stone tablets that recorded this period of time.

Later, the tribesmen were divided into three parts. Most of them had no time to escape and were dragged into that special space together with the ancient city of Mu Continent.

There was also a small group of people who were sailing out to sea at the time. They happened to escape the natural disaster, but they just couldn't find their way back... After that, maybe they died on their own, or maybe they fled to other continents to survive, I don't know. "

"Brother, you obviously belong to the third group, right?"

Liu Yonglu thought Farrell was speaking too slowly, so he quickly said:
"That's right, the third group of people. During the natural disaster, we relied on forbidden spells to bring down magical rain. Later, we moved around many times and finally lived on a large island in the Lost Sea... The reason why you can't find it... is because of the isolation of the space rain."

The further he talked, the more painful Farrell's expression became, and in the end he was taking mouthfuls of cold air.

"That……"

Liu Yonglu didn't know where to start. What his elder brother described was indeed a great discovery, but what did it have to do with him?

"By the way, Horn, do you know where the Horn is?"

After thinking for a while, Liu Yonglu finally grasped the key point.

"Yes, there are some ancient books preserved on the island where we live, which record the location of the horn."

"So...looking at your condition, you can't remember it?"

Liu Yonglu gestured and asked the bartender to bring two glasses of wine, hoping that Farrell would remember something after drinking.

Farrell took the mead and took a sip, but seeing the constipated expression on his face, Liu Yonglu felt a sinking feeling in his heart, thinking that his buddy probably really had forgotten.

"I can't remember it, but it doesn't matter. We can go to the island to look for it."

"You've already said that. It's just space rain. We have Nikola's invention now, so we are not afraid of it."

Liu Yonglu actually didn't have a clear idea of ​​where to go next, so now he just had to go straight to Farrell's hometown.

But halfway through smoking the cigarette in his hand, Liu Yonglu suddenly sat up straight and thought of a question:
"Brother, you haven't forgotten where you live, have you?"

Farrell looked up, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.

"Tsk, it's like you didn't say anything after talking for so long..."

Liu Yonglu, who had to deal with such a person suffering from Alzheimer's disease, was also sucking his teeth.

"Don't worry, I still have one last clue... At the beginning, I mentioned the Mu Continent that was burned by the fire of judgment and fell into a strange space..."

"What you said is useless. There are many strange spaces. Do you want to go to my backstage to take a look? If you want to go, I can take you there now..."

As Liu Yonglu was talking, he remembered that he was in Kurt at the moment, and there was definitely a reason why Marquette called him here in a hurry:
"Wait a minute...Brother, the special space you mentioned can't be accessed by the Sun Chariot, right?"

"It's very likely. I heard the bells of the Mu Continent Temple just a few days ago!"

(End of this chapter)