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The war continued until nightfall, and finally came to an end.
Not surprisingly, Dragon City Guardian won a complete victory. Since the Faceless Man was beheaded by Aya, this war has actually turned into a one-sided massacre. The followers of the Holy Light were completely defeated and fled in all directions from the very center of the barracks, while the guards of Dragon City pursued all the way under the guidance of the sword in the stone, carrying the resentment in their hearts before, no one let them go, and finally chased all the way to It was a hundred miles outside the city that they gradually stopped.
So far, ten of the Holy Light believers who participated in this war died, and the elites accumulated by the Holy Light Cult in Bretonia for a hundred years were wiped out. Blood flowed in the city, and the streets that were originally clean and tidy were covered with blood. It was the corpses of priests in holy robes. At the same time, fierce battles will inevitably hurt some innocent people—not all the civilians have been evacuated from the city, and there are always a few who will cause unwarranted disasters. All of a sudden, blood and cries shook the sky in Dragon City, which was unbearable.
The nature of war is cruel. No one will be surprised by this scene, because if the winner of this battle is the Holy Light Cult, they will not be soft on the Dragon City Guardians, and they will definitely set off a big purge. Therefore, even though many people feel unbearable about this massacre, it is inconvenient to say more.
For example, the former archbishop Rowan, who was in a very embarrassing situation, fell into a deep contradiction.
As the former archbishop, he originally belonged to the church camp, but later revealed his identity as a member of the Priory of Mount Sion, and became the sworn enemy of the Holy Light Cult. Based on the principle that the enemy of an enemy is a friend, the Dragon City guards never aimed at Luo Wan during the final massacre. Of course, this is also related to Luo Wan's good relationship with the Dragon City Guards for decades. Luo Wan's reputation in the whole city is very good, even the Dragon City Guards are unwilling to attack such an old man.
But for Luo Wan himself, it is difficult to accept this leniency, because too many people died. As the regional archbishop, Rowan has always regarded the believers in Dragon City as his own children. But now, these children have all become corpses.
Did they do something wrong? No, because they still have no choice. When the Faceless Ones are rampant, they cannot be demanded to directly resist, and after the war starts, everyone can't help themselves.
They didn't do anything wrong, but they died. And can this be said to be the fault of the dragon city guards? Obviously not, they are actually more innocent than the Holy Light Cultists. The divine sword fell from the sky, and then the army of the Holy Light Sect surrounded the general camp. From the beginning to the end, did the Dragon City guards have any choice
It must be blamed, the Faceless Man is naturally the culprit, and it is a great dereliction of duty for him, the archbishop, to fail to protect everyone.
And such dereliction of duty, what qualifications do you have to survive
In fact, Archbishop Rowan once thought of committing suicide. Although the teachings of the Holy Light strictly forbade such behavior, he had no choice but in despair.
However, a certain young man who claimed to be the spokesperson of the saint found him, and he gave up his idea with just one sentence.
"Your life is no longer your own. If you feel guilty, use your dying years to take some practical actions to atone for your sins."
Death is just an escape, and only by living bravely can we face the dead better. Luo Wan sighed deeply and finally had nothing to say.
Except for Rowan, everyone needs to bravely face the next life. After a fierce battle, both sides suffered losses. Although the Dragon City Guardians won, their losses were not much better than those of the Holy Light Cult. Only half of them survived, and many of them lost the ability to fight forever.
And the entire Dragon City also suffered huge losses. In the final stage, countless buildings were destroyed by the flames of war—many Holy Light believers defended against danger, and the Dragon City guards responded by demolishing people and buildings together. In the process, civilians were inevitably injured.
That night, Bedivere was floating in the air, silently overlooking his own city. Although the current Dragon City is not reduced to ruins, it seems that the work of the past few decades has been done in vain.
"However, I won in the end." Bedivere closed his eyes, "It's a dreamlike victory. I never even thought about winning this battle, what to do next."
"Haha." A hearty laugh sounded beside Bedivere, "The next step is of course to continue to win until Bretonia is reunified and the Church of the Holy Light is completely expelled."
For rhetoric, Bedivere already has a very high immunity after half a day of calmness, not to mention that the speaker is not the monarch he is determined to serve, but a mysterious Kyushu monk.
So Bedivere didn't show much respect: "It's easy to say, the Holy Light Cult will not give up easily, the next battle may break out at any time, and we only have exhausted soldiers, look around, not even a single ally."
This battle was indeed a miraculous victory, but the situation that followed was even more dangerous. The church suffered a heavy loss that had never been seen in thousands of years. How could it be willing to let it go? Even if they are in dire straits with the eastern city-states at this time, they will definitely allocate energy to deal with the rebellion in Dragon City.
Compared with Dragon City, which is in ruins and has little power to fight anymore, the Holy Light Sect has much more resources. After a century of operation, most of the forces in the land of Bretonia have connections with the Holy Light Sect. As long as enough benefits are promised, with the prestige and credit of the First Church in the Mainland, there will naturally be people who are willing to be their pawns.
Just because of these wolves who might become lackeys of the church, Bedivere dare not take it lightly. What's more, Dragon City is too rich. Whether it is equipment and classics for professionals, or gold and silver treasures for ordinary people, the accumulation of Dragon City is far beyond what other cities can match. Now that both sides will suffer under the great war, it is simply a naked temptation.
"Nowadays, if we are a little careless, we will attack in groups, and we haven't even dealt with our own affairs."
After a fierce battle, besides licking its wounds silently, Dragon City had to face an urgent problem. In the fierce battle of the previous day, the guards of Dragon City were basically united, except for a few people who were coerced by the family members of the Holy Light Cult and turned their backs. In addition, most of them burst out with amazing cohesion. But that is an instinctive reaction to seek self-preservation at a time of disaster, and when the war is over and the crisis is resolved, the contradictions will inevitably be exposed.
Anyone with a heart can see the dangerous situation facing Dragon City. Now the guards of Dragon City can be said to have narrowly escaped death, but no one wants to die again.
"Dragon City's kindness in cultivation, I will repay it in today's battle. Next, is it necessary for us to continue to be tied to Dragon City and wait to die?"
"That's right, I just went out of the city to investigate, and troops from other cities have begun to slowly gather. To be honest, I don't think we can continue to fight."
Voices like this quickly spread within Dragon City, shaking the hearts of the soldiers. At the same time, for ordinary people in Dragon City, this is also a night of anxiety.
Inside the city, the blood stains have not disappeared, the dragon city guards still have murderous aura, the religious area, and the cathedral of the Holy Light Sect are dim. Outside the city, an unknown number of forces are watching. Although the war is over, it may break out again at any time. The air in the city was filled with a palpitating smell.
At this time, someone needs to come forward to stabilize people's hearts and suppress the situation.
Aya stood on the square in the center of Dragon City. Under her feet, a tall tower was uprooted out of thin air by magic, making her look down from above, and she could have a panoramic view of the whole city.
The gloomy atmosphere in Dragon City is also clear at a glance. Regarding this, Aya just spoke lightly, and her voice resounded inside and outside Dragon City.
"One hundred and fifty years ago, it was also here that I used to be my father, who once led his own army to prepare for the upcoming final battle. His opponent was the largest and last great lord of Bretonia, The savage lord has done many evil deeds, and the people are full of grievances, but he has conspired with other races, has great power, and his army is at its peak. However, my father's army has just gone through three fierce battles, suffered heavy losses, and has become a weary army."
The clear and piercing voice, like the cold wind blowing through the heart at night, makes people forget their troubles and concentrate on the voice on the high platform, listening to the girl's speech. At this time, people already know that the blonde Maiden status, the daughter of the legendary knight king who died more than a hundred years ago.
Holding the sword in the stone, inheriting the will of the former king, heir to the throne of Bretonia. These dazzling titles can't really comfort people's hearts. Facing the imminent crisis, a king who is gradually being forgotten is really pale and weak. After all, she is just a weak-looking girl, and after beheading the Faceless Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.
Then, the little girl finally woke up, is she going to speak in front of everyone
Although this is not a good time to listen to the story, but after Aya opened her mouth, the guards of Dragon City couldn't help but become interested. For most of them, the twelve battles in which the King of Knights unified Bretonia is just a sentence in the story, but the specific content is not very clear. In people's perception, the invincible King of Knights is naturally advancing all the way, without a single enemy under his command. However, it sounds like the King of Knights was in a desperate situation before the final battle
In fact, the situation one hundred and fifty years ago was indeed desperate. At that time, the King of Knights conquered Dragon City with three consecutive victories and led the army to rest in the city. However, the barbarian lord took advantage of the fire to loot and put forward the condition of dividing the world equally. If not, the barbarian army would flood Dragon City and wipe out the knight king. At that time, the available soldiers of the King of Knights were almost ten times different from that of his opponents.
On the high platform, Aya was neither happy nor sad, telling her story from another perspective.
"That night, his barracks was also filled with all kinds of voices, the undercover agents infiltrated by the barbaric lord were spreading fear, the soldiers attached to him because of their blindness were panicked and dazed, and the veterans who had been fighting were shaken. Dragon City, who had just surrendered, looked on coldly, and even the Knights of the Round Table began to argue endlessly. Sexual relations, retreat, and temporary avoidance, it seems that there is an abyss in front of you, and you cannot advance an inch."
Hearing this, many people felt the same, and started to talk about it, because if they were themselves, if they knew that the opponent had ten times the strength, they would also hesitate and fear, just like now. Going forward bravely in the face of an evenly matched opponent is courage, twice or three times, it is considered reckless, more than ten times, is simply asking for death. So how did the King of Knights at that time solve the problem? A ten times stronger enemy... Is it possible to delay the opportunity by some means, recuperate before the army presses up
Although people are also very clear that with the character of the King of Knights, he will never easily compromise with the enemy, let alone a barbaric lord who believes in demons and kills the wilderness, but what if he does not compromise? If the situation at that time was really as bad as Aya said, there would be no chance of winning in a frontal battle! Before they knew it, people were deeply attracted by Aya's short story and began to be drawn into it.
Perhaps, this story is really too immersive.
And looking at the countless pairs of blank eyes under the high platform, Aya slightly raised her head, hiding her emotion-filled eyes.
It has been one hundred and fifty years, but everything seems to be just yesterday, the situation is exactly the same.
Containing the turmoil in her heart, Aya spoke slowly, her voice carrying a palpitating majesty.
"Who are we? Are we wandering wild dogs? Or carrion vultures? Are we cockroaches sneaking in the sewers? Or are we crooked rats in the dark? No, we are proud lions, who The warriors blessed by the Eastern Dragons are the Bretonian knights who will always stand in the place of glory. Our code is unity, courage, rather than bending, and integrity. Bow your head because if we abandon our own code, we betray all the friends who bless us and protect us, and we betray those comrades in the past who paved the way to victory with their lives because we promised them, and we promised ourselves, I will always face the front and go forward bravely, even if there is an abyss under my feet.”
"But, my knights, do not be timid, let alone despair, for beneath our feet lies the glorious path to victory. We are Bretonia's destined masters, and the light of the sword in the stone guides us. The land is Our shields, the sky is our armor, the wind, rain and thunder are our weapons Knights, beyond the abyss, there is an endless smooth road ahead"
In Dragon City, Aya's cry echoed continuously, and as time passed, it gradually turned into a low hum in the silence, stirring in people's hearts.
Even though one hundred and fifty years have passed since the story, and today's Dragon City Guardians are not a firm-believing knight order under the King of Knights, similar feelings continue to emerge from the bottom of people's hearts. As citizens of Bretonia, there will always be similar elements flowing in their blood.
That is the thirst for glory. Once upon a time, the Religion of the Holy Light was in full swing in Bredonia, and a large number of priests and paladins from foreign countries poured into this place to do their best, but they were still tolerated by the Bredonia people. It might not be that after the King of Knights left, people subconsciously wanted to find something to fill the void. However, it was only at this time that people discovered that although the Holy Light Cult was stronger, larger in scale, and had its own light, it was nothing compared to the shining light of the Knight King.
The kind of spirit that is desperate for the rules in their hearts is the glory they really desire. For this reason, they are willing to die. Of course, today, one hundred and fifty years later, even if they are not familiar with history, people know the result of that battle It was the victory of the Knight King, the heroic sacrifices of the knights were not in vain, in exchange for an unprecedented high degree of unity in Bretonia, but people still eagerly wanted to hear Aya finish telling this story.
"In that battle, my father took the lead, and the sword in the stone crushed the eight great witch doctors of the barbaric tribe, and beheaded the barbarian lord before the battle. The knights of the round table were like a rainbow, and they broke through the enemy's line like a bamboo. The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The knights burned their lives and souls until the last moment, and killed ten times as many enemies. Three days later, the whole army cheered and celebrated the victory"
Under the high platform, there are countless pairs of shining eyes.
Standing on the high platform, Aya could already clearly feel that raging flames were igniting in the city, so she held up the sword in the stone, and a golden beam of light shot up into the sky, shaking Dragon City as bright as day.
"One hundred and fifty years ago, my father used the sword in the stone to cut through the endless darkness and despair, and established an unprecedented feat in Bretonia. Today, the sword in the stone is still guiding our road to victory. At this moment, I can clearly hear the cry of the sword in the stone, victory is ahead, and it will always be ahead bright"
"Some people ask, what is ahead? What are we fighting for? The warriors 150 years ago, even in the deepest desperate situation, had clear and firm beliefs. They believed in the spirit of chivalry and Braddon Nia will definitely move toward unity and prosperity. But now, facing the divided country and the aggressive aggression of the Holy Light Religion, I would say that this is the abyss we have to cross, and this is the powerful enemy we are about to face.”
"I am the daughter of the King of Knights, and I hold the same belief in my heart as the previous king. I firmly believe that this land is the land of the Bretonians, and it belongs to the land of chivalry"
Aya's voice was like a gust of wind, like a tsunami, and the passionate emotion swept everyone's heart.
"In the name of the sword in the stone, I declare that Bretonia's battle for the restoration of the country will start here. Anyone who stands in the way of this road will be crushed. We will surely step on the ladder of victory to reach the eternal glory "Long live Bretonia"
"Long live Bretonia"
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