.One Hundred and Thirty, Jump from one hell to another

The clear morning breeze gently blows on the face, the bright sunshine refracts and jumps, and the misty mist is lingering. The breeze blows, and the blue lake water ripples; the lake sparkles, and the majestic posture of snow-capped mountains stands... Looking down from the air, the vast moon lake is like a giant sapphire embedded in the earth, nourishing this cold, dry and barren plateau.

The ports, farmlands, cities, villages, pastures, and almost all traces related to human civilization gathered tightly beside it. Looking far away from this lake, there are lifeless yellow-brown deserts and exposed dark mountains. Apart from a few mines, no one can be found in those places.

As soon as the hazy sun rose, countless Inca cities began the hustle and bustle of the day. Housewives carried baskets and sacks and bargained with vendors in the market; fishermen drove boats woven with rushes and reeds, and began to scatter the first net today; craftsmen opened their business, and priests burned incense and prayed... Although the war was burning at the same time on both sides of the plateau, for these ordinary Incas living in the hinterland of the country, life was still no different from usual, at most they were just occasionally complaining about the rising prices and the lack of various commodities in the market.

However, this rare peace and tranquility can only last until today!

Because the bloody butcher knife of invasion has been put on the heads of these ignorant people.

Under the blue sky, a small fleet filled the sails and was walking through the vast waters with the highest altitude in the world at about 8 knots. The dark green waves repeatedly hit the freeboard, splashing waves, and turned into white foam, and fell back quickly. The delicate and eye-catching green admired the lake and mountains beside him. Although it was midsummer, the morning breeze on the plateau was still very cold, and it felt a little tingling when it was blowing on his face. However, he was always in a good mood, as light as a bird flying in the blue sky.

The ship swayed gently among the waves, and the breeze wrapped in the smell of fish came to his face. The sky above his head was blue, reflecting the green reeds on the lakeshore, just like the best sapphire. The vast and boundless lake surface was shining with golden and silver rippling waves everywhere. Although I couldn't see the sailor's favorite dolphin, many naughty fish still jumped up from the water, splashing a string of crystal water droplets... The summer morning of Moon Lake is so beautiful that it is fascinating.

However, this elves fleet under Daniel's feet did not come to Moon Lake to travel thousands of miles away, but wanted to bring disaster and death to this beautiful land!

"Attention! Attention! A port city appears ahead! A port city appears ahead! There are no traces of resident fleets and coastal defense turrets!"

Accompanied by a sharp magic buzzer, the watchman on the flagship shouted loudly. Then, the fleet seemed to have been whipped hard and suddenly woke up from the leisurely nap.

The sailors began to clamor for changing the rudder and change the sails. The floor baffles on the porthole of the artillery were removed one after another. The gunmen pulled one cannon out of the gun position and wiped the dirt from the barrel of the gun barrel. The army personnel in the newly rescued areas also consciously passed on the ammunition in turn and moved them out little by little from the gunpowder warehouse hidden deep under the waterline. Soon they piled up like mountains behind the deck.

"The direction is southwest and west. The latitude and latitude are unknown. The specific city name... Mr. Daniel. Which city do you think this is? The nearby terrain seems to be completely in line with the map!"

A white landflime naval general slowly walked onto the deck. He looked up at the distant city with a monocular telescope. He looked down at the map of the newly captured animal skins at hand. But he was always unaware of the key points--the level of the map of the Incas was really unsatisfactory. He even had no concept of scale. Apart from the blue Moon Lake and a few important mountains, only countless small dots representing the town land were drawn on the entire map. Some cities were marked with thumbnails of the most famous scenic spots. There was nothing else. This kind of rough thing might be used as a tourist map. If it was used to guide the march, I would be sure to get lost.

"This...is very sorry. Marshal Toulouse. I am not very clear about this either." Daniel scratched his head and said. "How about you ask General Paris? His analytical and reasoning skills should be stronger than mine."

"No need! Even you, a guy who has been a foreign minister, can't understand the Inca ghost painting talismans, why should you work for me a rough man?" Admiral Paris struggled to come out of the cabin with a pair of crutches. After experiencing such a test of life and death, his body has recovered a lot and no longer has to rely on a wheelchair to move at all times.

"Marrior, I heard that it will be bombarded the indigenous cities soon, is that right? Nee----" His body suddenly shook, as if it was involved in the wound. The expression on his face was very distorted for a moment, and there was a faint moan. Daniel was shocked and quickly helped Paris to the side of the ship, and found a cargo box for him to sit down. The supreme commander of the Elf Fleet, Marshal Toulous, also rolled up the map and came over, whispered, "How do you feel, old man? Do you need to undergo divine therapy?"

"Haha, it seems that nothing is wrong. I just wait for it to heal slowly." Paris reluctantly squeezed out a smile, and at the same time moved his right leg wrapped in plaster, "By the way, does your fleet still need to shell the Inca city? It seems that the firepower is insufficient." He looked back at the small boats that formed the entire fleet. He couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"It's just a matter of doing it. If I encounter strong resistance, I wouldn't use such a few light warships and shore cannons to fight to the death." Marshal Toulous said lightly, and at the same time rolled up the animal skin map and put it in his arms, as if he no longer planned to figure out the name of the target. "However, the city seems to have not taken any defense, and there is not even the most basic city defense fortifications... It's the most wonderful prey!"

The rumbling sound of cannons echoed in my ears, and the light and dark fire flashed in the distance. A few wisps of black smoke slowly rose from the city, gathering into thick gray and black clouds in the air. Almost instantly, this unknown plateau city was trapped in the flames of destruction.

The small boat made of reeds burned on the water, and the large shack near the port was also ignited by the fire. The residents were frightened by the flowering bullets and incendiary bombs that were passing through the air. Even though they were separated by a distant water, Daniel could still vaguely smell the pungent and burning odor of the burning bodies on the boat. The counterattack of the city defenders was very small--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Until the Elves fleet bombarded all the targets considered valuable and began to retreat, there were no casualties among the fleet crews--this was not war, it was just a unilateral ravage and massacre.

"I was so tired when I got on the boat yesterday. I actually forgot to thank you for your life-saving grace. I'm so embarrassed."

Seeing that there was no suspense in the battle, Daniel turned around and thanked the Marshal of the Toulous, "Last evening, if you had not received your rescue notice in time, General Paris and I would have committed suicide by raising our guns to the full name, or committed suicide counterattack to death... Alas, the 70,000 troops on the expedition finally withdrew less than a hundred defeated soldiers..." As he said that, he couldn't help but lament.

"I committed suicide with my full reputation? I thought you were planning to surrender!" Perhaps it was because of the troubles of life and death, Paris, who had always been worried, learned to tease, "By the way, you seem to be quite familiar with the officer of the Naserel Empire. When did you meet him? With that guy's care, I believe you will live a comfortable life even if you enter the prisoner-of-war camp!"

Do you think I look like a seller? It is because I know that the black-hearted bastard named Feiri that I will never surrender! Daniel gave a blank look at the admiral who was ignorant of the inside and muttered unhappily. However, he did not dare to tell this secret scandal that had a wide range of connections and had a deep impact on it--that was the source of the major earthquake in the kingdom's political circles!

Just when Daniel was a little embarrassed, Toulouse suddenly patted his shoulder and said in an encouraging tone.

"It is a pity that General Daniel's loss is a 70,000 army. But this huge sacrifice is not worthless. You alone went deep into the hinterland of the enemy country, causing huge casualties to the enemy in twenty years. And it is all up to you to mobilize Tecumse's main force. Our army can successfully enter the city of Cusco, the gateway to the plateau, although the process seems not very glorious..."

For some reason, Toulus curled his lips obscurely, and then continued, "Not to mention that you completely destroyed the Temple of Time and let the fake Sun God sleep here. This record of directly defeating the gods is worth it even if you fill in another 70,000 troops!"

He said with emotion, with a slight hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Oh, by the way. Since the city defense here is so loose, this fleet and I will continue to carry out artillery attacks in Moon Lake for a period of time. So I'm afraid I can't escort you back again..."

Tulus hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't withstand the temptation of merit and planned to stay and make another move. "Of course, this will definitely not delay the trip of both of you. I will arrange for you to transfer to a schooner with the fastest speed. The Incas here have no way to deal with regular warships. Even if there is only one schooner, it is enough to protect your safety. Do you have any opinions?"

He asked with an inquiry, and Daniel and Paris hurriedly nodded, "No objection or objection, everything is subject to the arrangements of the Marshal... By the way, where should we go? Who should we report to?"

"Where are you going back to...you'll better go to Cusco City first. The headquarters of the Western Expedition Army has moved there. I will notify them with the magic of sending a message."

After thinking for a moment, Toulouse replied, "Haha, you are all heroes who defeated the gods. I will remind the rear to prepare the most grand ceremony to welcome the two of them back... Remember to have fun, this is all for your life in the open."

After hearing such good news, Daniel and Paris looked at each other, and they could not hide their joy in their hearts---it was finally able to say goodbye to the successive bad luck in the past few months!

However, the actual situation in Cusco seems to be somewhat different from Toulous's statement... "Oh my God, what's going on?"

Stepping on the charred and tattered wooden pier and looking at the ruined city where the green leaf flags had just begun to rise, the two generals Daniel and Paris were stunned for a moment.

There were no flowers, no colorful flags, no cheers and bands. Awaiting their lonely brig at the dock of Cusco City, there was only a gloomy military judge and two prison vans, as well as a large group of fully armed elite military police!

"...In the name of the commander-in-chief of the Western Expedition Army, Marquis of the Royal Field Army, Marquis Cruze, hereby announced: Lieutenant General Daniel and Admiral Paris, were stubborn and unscrupulous. He lost 70,000 troops on the front line of the Temple of Time and was defeated and humiliated the country. He was also afraid of death and abandoned his subordinates and fled alone, seriously violating military law. Therefore, he ordered the two criminals to be removed from office and tried... After they were confirmed, they would be detained immediately and a trial would be held at a date!"

The military judge arrogantly read the order of dismissal by Marshal Cruze, and then proudly displayed the scroll in his hand, "Okay, both of you, you should have heard it clearly. Please do not make any irrational actions, and follow us obediently!"

The huge force of nearly a legion was shown along with the dismissal and acceptance order, two bronze dragons hovering back and forth in the sky, and the dark muzzles of hundreds of field guns... Faced with such an exaggerated overwhelming force, Daniel and Paris could only surrender for half an hour, sat on the wet and rotten haystack, facing the mouldy black bread in the thick porcelain bowl, looking at the gloomy iron fences and stone walls around, Daniel and Paris exchanged several glances, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Chapter completed!