MTL - Surprise! The Supposed Talent Show Was Actually–?!-Chapter 129 Seven years of war
The ancient battlefield of Robusitz.
The wind is cold, and the suffocation is repeated. Zoe’s expression was frozen by the cold fog, and his eyes looked at the witch.
The boy looked at the fox with sincerity.
The teenager's cheeks are red and guarding the fox.
The young man hurriedly cut and said that he was seduce the fox, and he did not write six large characters on the forehead. "I am back, I am glorious."
Who special letter? !
Zoe's brain is in chaos, subconsciously pulling down the gun insurance, loading the bomb, holding the trigger, and the black hole is aimed at the guard -
Captain Bai Yueguang is cold-faced.
He can almost imagine the situation when the players changed their bedroom two weeks ago. The defender wore a halter fishtail evening gown, and the dagger was in a state of mind. In the middle of the night, he knocked on the little witch room. He tore away the 600-point health care pillow that the secretary secretly bought for Xiaowu!
The scum man actually hooked up a little witch under his own eyes! metamorphosis! Little witch is only 9 years old - not right, 19 years old!
As long as the defenders are eliminated, Xiao Wu will certainly be able to fix it!
Rub it.
Zoe squeezed out two words from the teeth in the gap between the guards and the ice: "Pull the gun."
"Captain!" Witch's sly eyes rounded, panic and blocked. Wen Lin whispered in a warm voice, and Wei Wei nodded his waist to the Potsdam system step/gun, and suddenly shot the gun at the front of Zoe’s trigger.
The step/gun is going to the river not far away.
The two left wrist watches sounded at the same time, warning that the copy was illegal during the copy cleaning. Zoe firearms were shot and replaced with a waist-shaped bayonet. When Wei Wei's eyelids were slightly lifted, he threw a gun at hand to show his fairness.
The sorcerer slammed into the middle: "Captain Captain!!-"
Zoe was so close to the sorcerer that the two bayonets met in the humid air and burst into sporadic fire. When Wei’s arm was taken, he put the sorcerer who was staying next to him in his arms, and the knife was arrogant and arrogant.
Zoe has a meal.
The anger was rising from the back of the sniper, and the sorcerer quickly pulled himself out: "Don't! Wei Gewei--" I don't know which action touched the judgment, and the Witch watch followed the warning.
The two bayonets were again in anxious.
The drops in the copy kept ringing, and the female players who were resting in the distance stood up in amazement and talked with a sigh of relief: "They have a nap? Let’s do this, but don’t mean to be beaten by the audience. water……"
The camera that noticed the wrong camera finally flew back slowly.
The sorcerer's heartbeat was steep, but I saw a fierce and blunt pressure on the scorpion. After Zoe forced the bunker, the blade smacked a few words in front of the captain's neck.
"Crowson, sniper training room, come to war."
The moment the camera landed, the two were separated as ghosts.
The copy exit in dim light finally lights up. When Wei Shi backhanded the knife, the players went out from the copy. Zoe calmed his face and walked alongside Wen Lin. In the end, he still had the upper hand. In the distance, the sorcerer carried the camera and turned around. The small round face was dull and she made a mouthful of "sorry" to the captain.
"Now, play to the audience?" Wen Lin: "Interfering with the players, ah?"
Zoe turned his head and said, "Don't mess with me, want to swear."
Zoe’s fierce opening: "Give me a gun."
Wen Lin slammed the small blue flag of the commander to Zoe: "Hold."
The **** of the exit was upward, and after a few minutes the two teams of the two teams returned to Mrs. Pompidou’s reception room. Chu Chu took advantage of the plot and did not start to hold a brief funeral for the little skirt. Vera kept her ears and ate melon. She only faintly heard that Wei Wei briefly said "I will solve it" without the following. The white rose's gaze fluttered to the left, and finally the beauty stopped at the witch's cheek and saw God...
The door of the reception room is open.
Madame Pompidou is like a breeze wrapped in a tuberose, elegant in front, the messenger from Prussia with a sullen face behind her back: "Mrs. really don't want to change the decision?"
Mrs. Pompidou smiled.
The messenger took a long breath and finally said coldly: "What you have to do is not only the enemy of Prussia, but also the push of France into the abyss."
Pompidou shook his head: "You are wrong, I am only maintaining the glory of France."
The golden door fan was smashed on the wall, and the messenger left. Mrs. Pompadour watched him leave and set his sights on the players.
She finally looked at the witch and made a gesture.
The two maids were crying out, taking the character card from the bottom of the vase and sending it to the hands of the witch. Whispering in the back: "This lady is also very cute in men's clothing!", "What, I think it is a gentleman with a special good!"
The witch who was selected as mvp: "..."
Mrs. Pompidou said softly: "This card is my gift. Of course, even the losing party is worthy of praise."
The maid bundled a piece of parchment and gave it to Wenlin, who was commanded by Prussia.
"There are several other people in the palace waiting for the guests, so try your luck. Their list is the compensation I gave you."
Wen Lin’s eyes were slightly bright and he was pleasantly surprised.
The witches breathed a sigh of relief, and he never expected the captain and Wenlin to be eliminated in the second round because of the encounter.
The players with the advantage of the first round of the card will leave the dance floor first, and they will most likely collide in the advanced copy. Fortunately, the winner will get the card directly, and the negative party still has the opportunity to go to other copies.
In the Punta Padre meeting room, Zoe looked at the sorcerer and walked in the squad and finally left.
In the spacious room, the fireplace creaked, and Mrs. Pompidou personally brewed strong tea for the winner. The sorcerer is still bowing his face. The purple card draws the portrait of the lady in the middle, but she did not show her birth and death. This is a purple card that "has not yet fully fulfilled the task."
There is a line of small characters on the board.
"Accept the gift, inherit the will."
The sorcerer suddenly looked up and was facing the sight of Madam Pompadour.
The woman slid her lips and released the remaining half of the card: "Two hours later, before the end of the parliament. I want to see the king personally approve the military order against Prussia."
Mrs. Pompidou said slowly: "The glory of France will return to glory in his hands."
After a quarter of an hour.
The door of the reception room was opened again, and the hustle and bustle said: "What are we doing now? Go to the king? Why do you want to play Prussia, ah, my brain is gone!"
The sorcerer swept the corridor and the captain had disappeared. He forced himself to focus on the copy.
“Go to the library?” The sorcerer proposed: “Look at Mrs. Ponpadu – and, as we are now, it is impossible to see the king.”
Versailles corridor. Countless ladies, gentlemen and waiters hurried through the palaces, laughing and laughing. The fountain outside the window swayed to please the king. The king's executive hall in the distance was surrounded by three layers of three-story outside, and the guards were detained to block every player trying to break into.
The watch's survival number dropped to 206.
Chu Chu was taken aback.
"Because the gun." Vera opened. During the reign of Louis XV, the step/gun was already standard in the army, and the hot weapon was easier to eliminate the player than the cold weapon.
At this time, not only the four sorcerers, but also many of the players who rushed through the field of vision also had guns. On the side of the marble courtyard, there are scattered rescue capsules shining in the sunlight.
The group quickly walked through the cloister, and there were two groups of players in the library.
"Mrs. Pompidou... Jeanna..." Witched her eyes in a row, and the guards took a copy of the "Marquise" from the side and handed it to Wu.
The teenager quickly thanked him and quickly turned it over.
"She knows that in the most ingenious way to please the king, Louis XV, who has been tired of anything, is quickly confused by her, because she rekindled the joy of happiness. The Marquise of Pompidou knows very well what the king wants. ——"
The sorcerer turned to the next page.
"--Louis XV, lived in the shadow of my great-grandfather Louis XIV."
"??" Chu Chu looked awkward: "What does the king want?"
"Glory, love, reputation, and expand the territory." Wu Yi explained: "Louis XIV has everything, Louis XV is dreaming. As the successor of the Sun King, whatever he does will be used to compare with the old king. ”
"Mrs. Pompidou knows this, so she is a staunch supporter of the war against Prussia. What she used to defend is not the appearance, the talk, but the unconditional support for the king's ideal."
The sorcerer quickly closed the book and found the parliament hall on the map.
"France under Louis XV is not suitable for war," Wu Yu told his teammates: "The Seven-Year War began in the Battle of Robsitz, which was originally a war between Prussia and Austria. Austria turned to France for help - Louis XV had plenty of reasons to refuse, but his ambitions made the decision shaken."
"He wants France to return to the European hegemon. Just like the Sun King did it that year - found it, the parliament is in the North Wing!"
Vera took the lead to open the door, and the sorcerer thanked her and walked out with her teammates: "The vast majority of the nobles in Versailles are anti-war factions. Louis XV wants to go to war. Someone must do the sword for him. Mrs. Pompidou. It was the knife, and she seized the opportunity to change from a mistress to a political partner of the king."
"Her political means are too proficient, not only is Versailles unbeatable, but even the King of Prussia, Frederick, fears her."
Chu Chu opened his mouth: "That... finally started the war?"
Vera nodded for the witch.
Curious: "Have you won?"
Vera's booth: "In the Seven Years' War, France was the biggest loser. If it weren't for Mrs. Pompidou's proposal to fight, even in the 31st century, French should be in front of English in the federal lingua franca."
"It's here." Wu Yan pushed the door open.
A few people looked up. The parliamentary hall was brightly lit, and it was obvious that it was divided by the program group after the dance. Six chairs are placed neatly in the bottom, the middle is a high throne.
The kingship is higher than the parliament, and the kingship is above all else.
"Louis 15 accepts the proposal of the parliament, but the king has the right to vote." The sorcerer pressed against the glass window and gently said: "One thing after the king took office is to emulate the Sun King as prime minister, even if he does not Have the ability to serve as prime minister."
After the six chairs, they are the six locked entrances to the parliament hall.
"6 chairs, 6 votes." Wei said.
The sorcerer nodded: "To let the king sign the war, it is safe to see that we have to grab at least half of the chairs, and it is best to grab four."
Wei Shi looked down at the watch: "There is still an hour."
It’s a sudden reaction: “Would we like to open the war? Wait, this is not the case?”
Vera comforted: "We only act for cards. Remember, in this game, we are not participants in history, just witnesses of history."
The witches nodded. Kneeling on the window, my thoughts drifted to the captain, I don’t know if the captain was still angry, I found the copy, I didn’t find the gun, I didn’t eat it, I was not cold...
Wei Shi reached out and took a look at the sorcerer and looked at the window: "How do you stick yourself?"
Wu Yi: "!!!" He cleared his throat and made it serious: "Before other players came, we ambushed two doors."
Vera is surprised: "Is not going to grab four doors?"
The sorcerer touched the window panel: "Look for two large cabinets and block the doors and windows. Don't be seen by other players. We can't keep the four doors, steal two!"
A few hundred meters away, the third floor of the Palace of Versailles.
Zoe, who was worried about the witch, sneezed and his eyes were depressed. He was holding the green card he had just got, a baron with a low status.
Wen Lin: "Is it mad?"
Zoe did not look at the list of nobles in his hand.
Wen Lin: "Don't talk?"
Zoe looked again from beginning to end.
Wen Lin: "Oh, not angry?"
Zoe suddenly took the list and took it to the table.
The female teammate who was eating a "English-French Seven-Year War Test" was taken aback.
Zoe reached out and asked his teammates for a book.
The teammates handed over the greasy books.
"These, these, and these." Zoe almost circled all the nobility on the list: "It is the political enemy of Pompidou."
Wenlin nodded and suddenly said: "You won't want to-"
Zoe knocked on the list with the knuckles: "The little witch and the defender have only one card and are placed in the hands of the little witch. If they can't get the second aristocratic card anymore, only one team in the two teams can advance."
Zoe turned cold: "I would like to see if the guards will take away the little witch."
"If he dares," Zoe Capri shot: "I will find a position to marry him out."
Then Xiao Wu will see through the scum male, re-invest in the white moonlight warm family embrace!
"If he doesn't dare, then wait for the elimination of the downgrade, pack up and move out 701 sleep!"
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