"Legrand..."
The whistling wind passed through the earth, and a group of dark-colored iron armored cavalry set foot on the northern land. They were uniformly dressed in heavy black armor. The savage bone spurs on their armor were like the scales of a giant dragon. The war horse was half a body taller than an ordinary horse, and the horse was also covered with a dark mask.
These people, these horses, were all shrouded in a heavy blood.
They were the pinnacle of the age of knights, and downright tyrants on the battlefield of knights. They were descended from the sea barbarians, and when they appeared on the battlefield, everyone shuddered because of them.
The Cyrus heavy cavalry, here we come.
The rebels have spent huge sums of money to hire the elite of this Grundy heavy cavalry.
The great cavalry of Gulendi spread far and wide on both sides of the Abyss Strait, but their leader was an old man-Hell Mo.
It is said that the barbarians of the sea once briefly unified all the countries in the entire Hopeless Inner Sea and established a huge empire. The rulers of the empire were accustomed to living in large white tents that traveled through the seasons, in which their emperor took the name of "Mo". However, the rule of the barbarians soon ended, and they were not really fit to rule the country.
Looting and killing are what is inscribed in the blood of these ancients.
And Hull Mo's surname shows that he has a part of the blood of the royal family of the barbarian empire.
The leader of Hull is a typical Gulundian. His hair is already white, but his eyes are still as sharp as a wandering wolf hunting on the grasslands. A body of lean muscles is shrouded behind the heavy iron armor, and a huge epee is carried on his back. No one will doubt that when he swings that epee, it will definitely harvest the head of the enemy like a whirlwind.
"Dad, have you been here before?"
With Chief Hull was his son, a warrior as burly as a brown bear.
"I came here once a long time ago." Chief Hull said lightly.
They continued to drive forward, and the heavy cavalry behind them made a surprised sound.
I saw that in the snow in front of them, a piece of blood-colored terracotta suddenly appeared.
It was a huge prototype open space. All the trees in the open space were turned into charcoal. The ground seemed to have been burnt by fire, and it was also dyed through layers of endless blood, showing a blood color that was almost brown. The snow fell in the sky, but for some reason, the snowflakes melted out of thin air before they fell on the land.
So in the thick snow around, there is such a dazzling open space.
It gave a strange feeling that it was a drop of blood, a drop of blood that fell on this earth.
The ground was clean and there was nothing but red blood, making it impossible to fathom what had happened here. But there was still a chilling and tragic atmosphere in the air, an aura that made the invisible center terrifying, and even the war horse neighed uncomfortably.
"what is this?"
The warrior reined in his horse with trembling in his heart, looking at the open space like a pool of blood.
"battlefield."
The leader of Hull also stopped his horse. He stared at the bloody ground in front of him, as if recalling something, and his expression became solemn and serious. He took off his helmet, raised his hand and nodded his forehead.
The samurai was a little surprised, because in the tradition of the ancients, it was a high-level ritual.
"It's a pity." Leader Hull didn't mean to explain. He put on his helmet again and waved to the heavy cavalry behind him, "Go around."
The black iron heavy cavalry was divided into two, walked around the bloody slope, and marched forward on the thick snow on the side.
"You were just now?"
The samurai walked forward and could not help but ask his father in a low voice.
"I thought I would be able to fight Legrand's lion again this time... It's a pity," the leader of Hull said lightly, "That's the person who can really be named a lion, and I don't know that the Rose family will succeed him. , can you inherit his blood?"
"Full speed ahead."
After the leader of Hull finished speaking, he said sharply.
Samurai has a feeling.
—It seems that before seeing the bloody field, my father actually regarded himself not as a mercenary, but as a knight. He came all the way here for a battle that took place a long time ago. He came to find an opponent he recognized and decided to compete with him again.
But the opponent he recognized was gone.
So the rest became a real battle for money, and for my father, it seemed to lose its meaning all of a sudden.
The Grundian heavy cavalry galloped up.
The heavy armor on their bodies rubbed together, making a loud sound. Their war horses are all red-blooded and dark horses in the hopeless inland sea, and they are all black.
…
Banz City.
This is the nearest municipality to the Royal Castle of Newcana that is still in the hands of Legrand. But it is far inferior to the royal castle built by the king with a lot of money. It was originally just a trading town. Later, the Legrand people gradually migrated to settle here, and the population gradually increased.
The king and his rose cavalry are stationed here.
Now the people of Banz City are hurriedly strengthening the protection of the town, but in fact, everyone with a discerning eye knows that these hastily built fences and the originally low city walls have no real protective effect at all.
The self-government on the city of Banz became the king's temporary military command seat at this time.
The scout had returned before dark and brought bad news—the rebels completely occupied Newcana Castle yesterday, and the Gulendian heavy cavalry also officially entered the castle yesterday and are now resting.
As if there was an invisible weight falling on everyone's head.
If it wasn't for the king himself, the entire town would have fallen into despair, and the army would probably have begun to flee. The Gulendian heavy cavalry had a terrifying reputation on the battlefield.
In fact, it is not that no country has tried to build an army like the cavalry of Cyrus, but no one other than Cyrus has been able to invest all their wealth in armor and weapons, and they have not been like Cyrus Such a warrior who has been tempered and trained on the battlefield.
The Ancients did not have a country of their own, their blood was born with violence and killing, they were born for the battlefield, so they were the shadows on the battlefield.
The best way to deal with the Grundian heavy cavalry is to stick to the castle.
But Legrand's most important military castle in the Northland has fallen, and this head-to-head confrontation is inevitable.
After the lieutenant reported the number of troops they had now and what the scouts had observed about the Gulhendian heavy cavalry, they waited for the king to make a decision - fight or retreat
"We need a win."
The king stared at the map.
The Duke of Buckingham died in battle, and Newcana Castle fell... The battle situation in the Northland reached the most critical period, and they could retreat, but once the whole Northland retreated, the hearts of the whole Northland were completely scattered. The rebels' place fell into despair.
Therefore, they can only fight, and only fight.
Even if the Grundian heavy cavalry is in front, they must fight!
The lion of the empire has fallen, and the king must declare a victory to the whole empire—they have a new lion.
But what are they fighting for
Together with the Gruendian heavy cavalry, the number of rebels was six times that of the vanguard led by the king. The disparity in strength made Legrand's important battle in an extremely dangerous state from the very beginning.
"Open the arsenal in Banz City and distribute all the weapons to all the adult males in the city." The king said slowly, "Tomorrow, all of them will be named knights on the spot by me."
According to Legrand's military system, each county has an arsenal. When the king orders conscription, the county magistrate selects the people, and then opens the arsenal to distribute swords and armor to the selected soldiers, and wait until the war is over. unified recovery. The king's previous sheriff's exchange was aimed at this.
As the autonomous city of Legrand, Banz City is equivalent to the county in the middle of Legrand in terms of status, and also has a weapons warehouse.
"All newly conferred knights are incorporated into the reserve army for the... middle army."
The king retracted his gaze, looked directly at the lieutenant, and said slowly.
The lieutenant trembled in his heart, and a coldness slowly climbed up his spine.
He knew what the king's move meant.
Before the follow-up reinforcements could arrive, all the adult males in the town were knighted on the spot—the king wanted these new knights to step into the field. But they weren't even reservists, they were just people who had just picked up arms... They were the pawns that the king put into this battle.
The king used them as the central army in order to send them to the horses of the heavy cavalry of Gulendi, allowing the heavy cavalry to trample and kill, so as to obtain the opportunity for the rose cavalry to confront the rebels.
Their lives would be thrown into this war, and the moment they rejoiced that they were knights, their lives were thrown away by the king.
"Do you know what that means?"
The lieutenant knew he shouldn't ask that, but the words still blurted out uncontrollably.
"I know."
The king raised his head slowly.
The lieutenant met his eyes, and his heart was chilled.
The king's eyes were so deep that people couldn't understand, and what was hidden under those icy blue eyes was no longer a glacier, but a frozen ocean... The one who was galloping in the snow field in the north for his uncle. The boy who had been around for days and nights, the boy who had lowered his eyebrows and shrouded in shadows and sadness when he heard that the Duke of Buckingham died in battle, disappeared completely overnight.
The lieutenant suddenly can no longer look at the person sitting in the chair with the feeling of taking care of the young people as the Duke of Buckingham explained.
Because sitting in the dim light and shadow of the candle, he was no longer someone he could consider a junior.
On the high-backed chair in this humble hall, only the monarch of Legrand was left.
The young king became a real king overnight, and the candles plated on him like molten gold illuminating the place where he was. He sat alone on the throne, completely possessing the heart and means of iron and blood.
"So, I put a person's life on the battlefield."
The king's voice was calm, and there was something frightening in it.
The lieutenant couldn't help asking: "Who?"
"I."
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