Chapter 1089: Former Knight (Part Two)
Armando was really thinking and looking out for Piazon.
“What? Chambord City will be conquered?” Piazon was shocked, and he asked in curiosity, “Master, we have attacked the city for more than 20 days, and we didn"t make any progress. How come we can suddenly break this city?”
“This is a top-secret in the military, and I only know a little about it. You don"t need to ask so many questions; you will know what is going on later. Once the city is broken, remember to charge in and get as much merit as you can. I will help you as well.”
Armando didn"t want to say too much.
Piazon looked thankful, and he said in joy, “Thank you, Master! I will go prepare now! I won"t disappoint you!”
After saying that, Piazon kneeled and kowtowed before turning around and leaving the tent.
“Strange… how come Barcelonans are suddenly this confident? Did they find a way to destroy those more than 20 magic puppets that can rival demi-G.o.ds?” Piazon walked out of the tent with a confused expression.
Suddenly, a series of shouts and female cries sounded.
Piazon looked up and saw a team of Barcelonan soldiers laughing and walking forward with two Zenitian girls captured. These two girls looked beautiful and s.e.xy, and they seemed to be about 18 years old.
“What is going on?” Piazon asked with a frown.
“Ah, it is you, Little General! The brothers on the exterior defeated a Zenitian merchant caravan that was resisting and captured these two tender Zenitian women. We were about to offer them to General Armando. Look at how white and tender these two girls are! It seems like water will leak out if we pinch their skin. They are also virgins! It is my first time seeing such beauties up close,” the officer in the lead answered with a flattering smile.
These two young girls were beautiful, and they looked like little birds in cages at this moment. They looked desperate and fearful, and their cloaks were removed. Right now, only a thin veil covered each of them, making them seem even more slender and s.e.xier. As they shivered in the cold wind, they looked extremely seductive.
It was easy to imagine these two girls" tragic fates after they fell into the hands of Barcelonans.
“Master is cultivating a mystical technique and doesn"t want any interactions with females. Bring these two girls to my tent.” Piazon squinted and looked at these two girls for a while. Then, he nodded in satisfaction and said to the officer with l.u.s.t on his face.
“This…” The officer hesitated for a moment before nodding and flattering, “Ok, these two b*tches are lucky that you want them.”
The two poor girls were delivered into Piazon"s tent.
Before the officer could walk far with the soldiers, they heard clothes-tearing noises. Then, Piazon sneered, and the two girls screamed, cried, and begged.
“d.a.m.n it! Such pretty girls! They are wasted on this wastrel who is relying on Mr. Armando! I wonder if we can get a taste of these two girls after that wastrel is done with them.”
The officer cursed viciously with unwillingness written all over his face.
Time quickly pa.s.sed by, and it was sunset already.
The atmosphere suddenly tensed up in the peaceful campsites of Barcelona, and a series of bugle sounds resonated in the sky. Many soldiers moved around and gathered in their formations, and various formations were ordered to move to different places, getting ready for battle.
“Breaking Chambord City at midnight? What power is Barcelona relying on?”
After walking out of the tent, Piazon still couldn"t understand it.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a few special figures in a campsite further away, and he froze on the spot as his pupils contracted. He seemed to have understood something.