It was more than a year after Aaron Landis expelled the invaders, the Gasdadians, and it was also more than a year after the king of Gallan ascended the throne.
The news that Aaron Landis, two powerful knights who were famous on the continent, was about to lead an army to Kanal together spread, which immediately attracted the attention of all countries on the continent.
In the early morning, the sun shines on the earth.
Bright radiance filled the square of the gods.
Under the attention of all the people, the army that was about to go out stood in awe in the square.
The tall and straight postures of the soldiers are like countless tall poplar trees standing on the ground.
The invisible power slowly spread out from the army, oppressing it in all directions, so that the people who were excitedly watching and whispering from afar were also infected by this solemn atmosphere at the moment, they involuntarily closed their mouths and their expressions changed. Get serious.
The commanders of the two legions stood in front of the army.
A black knight in jet-black armor, Heimos.
The knight of the sun in bright silver armor, Kaihoth.
Among the countless people, only these two are extremely conspicuous.
They stood steadily, their tall bodies standing on the ground like majestic mountains.
The high priest of Assyria, the god of war, wears a fiery red robe that symbolizes the fire of war, and holds a golden hammer.
Beside him, a priest held a golden basin filled with water.
The water in the golden basin was placed at the foot of the God of War statue in the temple for three whole days. During this period, the priests of the God of War were praying in the temple without interruption.
- Pray to the god of war the victory of Aaron Landis.
The Golden Hammer is the weapon of Assyria, the god of war.
Legend has it that the God of War has the power to destroy the world.
When he swings the warhammer in his hand, the whole world trembles as the storm rages on the earth.
The high priest taps the golden hammer in his hand into the water in the basin, symbolizing that the god of war gives strength to the soldiers who go on the expedition.
Then, he stepped aside and stepped aside.
The young king stepped down from the high steps, and the light-colored cloak was draped from behind him, and the end hung long on the stone steps.
His long golden hair reflected the sunlight, shining brighter than the golden hammer.
The square of the gods is silent.
The two commanders leaned over, landed on one knee, and knelt in front of the young king.
In the myths and legends of Aaron Landis, even Assyria, the god of war powerful enough to destroy the world, would willingly kneel before the lofty sun god Shamash.
Garlan dipped his finger in the water in the basin, and cut a water mark on Kaihos's forehead with the holy water, which is said to be empowered by the god of war.
"My knight."
He looked at Cayhorth and said,
"I will wait for your triumph in the royal city."
The blond knight smiled slightly, clenched a fist in one hand and pressed it against his chest.
That's where his heart is.
"I swear to you, my lord."
Garlan nodded to Kaihos, then turned and walked to the side, where Heimos knelt.
He didn't say anything, just dipped his fingertips in water and tapped on the dark cyan rune symbolizing the God of War between Heimos' eyebrows.
Heimos looked up at him, and a smile appeared in his golden red eyes.
"Wait for me for half a year."
He says,
"Within half a year, I will definitely return and dedicate Kanal to you."
He lowered his voice so softly that only he and Garlan could hear it.
He smiled slightly, and the sharp corners of his eyes turned into soft arcs at this moment.
"I think."
he said softly.
"Maybe at that time you will be able to figure it out and not refuse again..."
"To shut up."
Unexpectedly, this guy dared to mention that incident in front of everyone's eyes without hesitation, and the corners of Garlan's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
Kaihos, who was not far away, had already looked at him suspiciously, and Heimos seemed to want to continue to say something.
"I know, this kind of thing will wait for you to come back."
Garland lowered his voice.
He pressed the fingertips between Heimos's eyebrows and poked it hard, and poked a light red mark on the forehead of the other party's forehead, which was painted with dark blue runes.
Heimos, who was interrupted and poked on the forehead, laughed.
He stretched out his hand and held the hand that Garlan had not had time to retract.
Under Garlan's warning gaze, he held Garlan's hand and put it in front of his lips.
His kiss fell on the back of Garlan's hand.
The corners of his eyes looking up at Garlan raised a narrow arc, rising slightly, with a sharp and aggressive look.
"I will bring you victory."
Heimos said, his eyes were like swords, and his eyes were like frost.
There was great confidence in his words.
It is like a sharp sword that still shines astonishingly in the midst of a chaotic blizzard on top of a snow-capped mountain.
The moment when the sharp blade was unsheathed, the sharp edge was revealed, which made everyone look at him.
[I will bring you victory.]
What kind of arrogance in the world can make this man say this sentence with confidence at this moment.
It was the awe-inspiring aura that oozes from his bones, as if the heaven and the earth were under his feet.
Even if he is kneeling on the ground at this moment, it does not lose the slightest bit.
Garlan looked at Heimos quietly.
Others, perhaps, would think that Heimos was too complacent.
How can there be no defeat on the battlefield - even the Lion King, who was once recognized as the most powerful and brave on the continent, could not avoid a defeat.
No one can guarantee that they will be able to bring victory on the battlefield in their entire life.
Only Gallan knew that if Heimos said it, he could do it.
This terrifying man has gone through countless battlefields in previous lives without ever having a single defeat.
Like a king born for war.
No one is his opponent.
But Garland knew it too.
At that time, Heimos was also known as the 'King of Slaughter' and the 'King of Blood'.
Because as long as Heimos participated in the battlefield, whether it was the enemy or his own side, the process was extremely tragic, but the enemy suffered more casualties.
The war of Heimos is like a double-edged sword. While tearing apart the enemy, it will also gouge out a piece of flesh on his own side, stabbing himself with blood.
His tactics are ruthless, even brutal.
In his opinion, the so-called soldiers are just pieces on the chessboard, which can be discarded without hesitation as long as it is necessary. He could send tens of thousands of soldiers to their deaths without blinking an eye, just to make them pawns to lure the enemy.
In the eyes of Heimos, everything is not important, only the final victory is his ultimate goal.
Therefore, in previous lives, he could ruthlessly make the decision to abandon the royal city and most of the people of Aaron Landis.
Therefore, he can indifferently watch the countless Aaron Landis struggle under his country's iron cavalry and die in pain, while he is still stationed in the northwest, waiting for the best fighter to arrive.
Although this life, Heimos has changed somewhat around him, but the disregard for life in this person's bones still exists.
Garland can imagine.
The soldiers of Aaronlandis, who had fallen to the tormented hands of the Gasthards, had no hesitation in abandoning them if they might cause Heimos a little trouble.
…
"Heimos."
"Um?"
"I know that in war, whether sacrifice or death is inevitable, in order to win, sometimes cruel choices have to be made."
"I know that you are the commander of the army, and your purpose is to win."
"But, Heimos, from my standpoint, I hope that you will value your life and the life of my soldier Aaron Landis."
"They are soldiers who can give their lives for the country, but they are also the people I want to protect."
Holding the opponent's hand with his fingers, Garlan spoke softly to Heimos.
He stared deeply at the man in front of him.
"I hope that my people of Aaron Landis will never abandon their compatriots easily until the point where they cannot be saved."
"That's my hope."
Heimos raised his eyes, and his eyes met the bright golden eyes of the young man for a moment.
Looking at the look in Garlan's hopeful eyes, he smiled, his eyes full of sharp edges softening a little.
"it is good."
He says.
One word, one sentence.
"I will bring your people back to Aaron Landis."
That's a promise, it's an oath.
…
…
As summer draws to a close and autumn is approaching, the army of Aaron Landis goes to Canal.
A few days later, the army crossed the plains of Kamea, reached the border of Aaronlandis near Canal, and joined the Sixth Army of the Western Frontier, rebuilt and commanded by the veteran Kaleni.
For more than a year, Tewa, who had been training under Karenni and received secret orders from Garlan, was always concerned about the situation in Karnar and returned to the First Army and returned to Kaijos.
Just in case, and the veteran Kareni was indeed too old to be suitable for long-distance travel and rushing operations, Gallan asked the Sixth Army to still guard the western border and not participate in the attack on Karenal.
After resting for more than ten days in the western border, Aaron Landis' army crossed the border.
From the place where the Gasthards had invaded Aaronlandis, the army set foot on the land of Canal.
Since then, the Aaron Landeans' counterattack against the Gasdadians has begun.
Unlike the strategy of the Gasdadians who ignored other cities and rushed to the royal city like lightning, Aaron Landis' army did not attack the royal city of Canal immediately.
Two world-famous powerful knights each led their own legions, one up and one down, attacking in different directions.
The attack speed of the two armies of Aaron Landis was not fast, and it could even be said to be a little slow, and they fought steadily and steadily.
Garland had already announced that he was going to attack Canal more than a month ago, so the Gasdadians had already responded.
Their troops are mainly concentrated in important large cities, and there are not many troops stationed in ordinary cities.
The army of Aaron Landis did not rush to attack the important cities that were heavily guarded by the Gasdadians, but chose to attack the places with fewer Gasdadians first.
Heimos is training.
The rebuilt legion is a new legion, like a newborn cub.
Although he is confident that what he has bred will be a ferocious beast that will shock the world, but at this time, the minions of this newborn cub are still slightly immature.
Therefore, he is not in a hurry to confront Gasdard's strong soldiers, but starts a few less dangerous wars as a whetstone.
After several battles, the inside of the legion was quickly running in, and the combat effectiveness was also rapidly increasing.
As a result, Heimos led the army, which had grown up and emerged, and rushed towards the important large cities fiercely.
In a blink of an eye, four months have passed.
In the past few months, news of good news came one after another to the royal city of Aaron Landis.
Almost every ten days a week, Wangcheng would receive good news from the First Army or the Third Army.
In the beginning, every time the people of Wangcheng saw the messengers speeding towards the palace on Wangcheng Avenue, they would nervously guess the victory or loss of the army in Kanal.
After that, no one guessed at all.
Anyway, every time is a good news, without exception.
Can't bet at all.
On this day, as the evening approached, the citizens of Wangcheng saw the familiar figure of the messenger galloping down the avenue.
They chatted with the people around them calmly.
"We seem to have won again."
"Yeah, I've attacked a lot of places."
"It's a bit faster than expected. I thought this battle would be a stalemate for a while, after all, the Gasdads looked so good at the beginning."
"It should be too soon to take down Canal's royal city."
"Yes, I always feel that our army will soon be able to take back the royal city of Canal from the Gasdadians and dedicate it to our majesty."
Watching the back of the messenger go away, everyone talked a lot, and for a while they only felt embarrassed.
It seemed as if it was just yesterday that Gastade's army was dignified and majestic when he approached the city.
They had been so terrified of that terrible enemy that they thought that Aaron Landis would perish at the hands of the other.
However, in a blink of an eye, more than a year later, they had already attacked that terrifying enemy.
Especially in these few months, the army of Aaron Landis was pressing hard, and the Gasdadians were retreating.
This made them feel very proud at the same time.
Sure enough, a momentary stumble is nothing, Aaron Landis has always been the strongest.
Wherever the cavalry of Aaron Landis went, no one could match.
The Aaron Landis thought so proudly.
…
Although it was already evening, the administration of the palace had ceased.
However, according to the regulations, urgent reports delivered from the front line must be presented to the king immediately, even in the middle of the night.
Therefore, soon, the female officer Tapti got this good news.
"Your Majesty, good news from Canal."
The female officer smiled and handed the emergency report to Garlan.
During this period of time, the front line has been fighting and winning, and His Majesty is in a good mood, so naturally she is also in a good mood.
Uncovering the special bright red flame lacquer sealing wax on the scroll, Garlan opened it and saw the familiar handwriting in the good news before his eyes.
It was the good news written by Cayhorth himself.
There is nothing superfluous in the good news, only that the next important city will be attacked.
Garlan got up and walked to the side wall of the palace.
A huge map hangs there, clearly showing all the cities and topography of Karnal.
Many cities on the map are marked with a red cross—starting at the border of Aaron Landis and going westward, important cities above and below Canal are covered with red crosses—all of which are Kaijos and Heath. The city that Imos attacked all the way down.
On the map, two curved marching routes were formed along those red crosses, but after drawing an arc, the two lines headed towards the same place.
Draw a new red cross on the map. From the map, the city is already very close to the royal city of Kanal.
"It will be over soon."
Day by day, I watched these two arrows approaching the King City of Kanal little by little.
Seeing that the ultimate goal is in front of him, even if he is not on the battlefield of Kanal, Garlan not only feels excited.
After staring at the map in front of him for a while, Garlan couldn't contain his excitement, and turned his head to share his joy with the people around him.
"Heimos, this place is all plains, and there is no obstacle, and you will be able to—"
When he turned around, he only saw Tapti who was looking at him in astonishment.
Garland froze for a moment.
The next second, when he realized what he had said, he turned around abruptly.
He was so excited that he temporarily forgot that Heimos was in Canal, not by his side.
Because Heimos will always be by his side, no matter when.
So he subconsciously felt that the person was still by his side at the moment...
Looking up, staring straight at the map, Garlan used this to hide his embarrassment.
He thought that he was probably just a little out of the habit.
Not used to that person disappearing from your side.
…
Garlan, who was staring at the map, didn't notice it.
Behind him, the female officer who was watching his every move sighed softly.
There was a hint of helplessness in that sigh, as well as the deep unhappiness hidden under the helplessness.