Many days later, a student of Godwin Orlando described the scene on the 30th day of the Resurrection Moon in Ansu 738 with these words
When the southern border opened its gates, the power of machinery and steel poured out, and the wheels and tracks of the chariot crushed the land that was once opened up with sword and fire. Before the power of Cecil, all living beings will be equal.
Cecil's magic combat corps left the southern border for the first time and set foot on the Holy Spirit Plain.
The engine sounded, and the steel chariot driven by gears and levers drove out of the Rock Fortress amidst the sound of horns and whistles, and moved forward in a mighty manner to the north. A large transport convoy full of soldiers and supplies also drove on the north-south road Kingdom Avenue formed a giant python on the plain. Philip sat on the command car in the middle of the first convoy. He opened the armor plate on the roof, leaned half his body outside, and stared at the team through the shimmering vehicle shield.
Heavy Warhammer tanks were escorting both sides of the road. The steel armor and the main gun of the tank were glowing coldly in the sun. Large transport vehicles were in the middle of the road, lined up with "Steel Ambassadors". The spacious compartments were full of heavily armed soldiers. Every 100 meters or so in the team, there is another truck with a silver-white fist emblem hanging on it. It is a troop carrier belonging to the White Knights. With the efforts of High Patriarch Wright, their warband has begun to take shape.
In addition to the vehicles, there are soldiers lined up to follow the infantry on foot, which is an important guarantee to ensure the vision and emergency response capabilities of the tank troops.
The sight of this legion attacking is shocking, and the power of machinery and steel is breathtaking.
But after all, Cecil's magic industry is still short, and the entire army cannot be mechanized. In the rear of the First Battle Corps, there are still long teams that rely on animal power to transport soldiers and supplies, but even animal power Howitzers or burst gun turrets are often installed on the towed vehicles to be truly fully armed.
Philip withdrew his gaze. During the process, his gaze met briefly with a young man leaning out from a nearby chariot. The young man immediately put his hands on his chest and respectfully gave a "half-knight salute".
The young man wore a sword badge on his chest, and a corresponding badge on his shoulders, which showed that he was an enshrined knight and one of the civilian officers promoted after the establishment of the Principality of Cecil.
Of course Philip knew each other. After all, about half of the new-generation officers in this team were trained by him, and he also knew that the young man with the knight badge was just an ordinary person without extraordinary power. In the legion, more than half of the entrusted knights or officers are ordinary people without any extraordinary power.
"A new era of chivalry..." Philip sighed softly, but there was no regret in his tone.
Here comes Cecil.
Before the attendants came to report, the Earl of Pompey saw the mighty army on the Kingdom Road on the balcony, and saw the creation of the magic industry that was difficult to understand with common sense. With the blessing of the eagle eye, he clearly saw I saw the wheels and tracks of those mechanical monsters, their guns, and the heavily armed soldiers who traveled with the convoy.
The Earl of Pompeii, who was slightly fat, stood on the cold windy terrace and watched quietly for a long time. He not only looked at the Cecilian army, but also thought of the army he once owned, which was led by knights and led by Conscripted soldiers, wearing a variety of protective gear, holding colorful flags, relying on drums and flute to form an army, and then I was surprised that Sir Maryland of the former Rock Fortress relied on that level of troops to hold on Forty full hours.
It seems that it is really the credit of the fortress shield and city wall.
Then the count left the terrace and came to the main hall of the castle, where he ordered the servants to prepare a grand luncheon. He put on the dress he only wore once when he was entrusted. Putting on a bow tie, hair cover and ribbon, he also let his wife and children also put on formal clothes, and sat at the table as if attending a royal canonization feast.
After taking his seat, the Earl of Pompeii in formal attire looked around the hall and saw the servants standing nervously in the distance, so he smiled and said, "Come too."
Servants look at me, I look at you, no one dares to move their place, they can't understand their master's abnormal behavior these days, let alone understand the abnormality of today's abnormality.
The Earl of Pompey just shrugged his shoulders, and then he raised his wine glass and shook it slightly in the air, paying tribute to Francis II who had passed away from this world.
At this moment, the door was pushed open, and an attendant ran in out of breath: "My lord, it's coming outside..."
"Let them come in," Count Pompeii said calmly, then turned his head slightly, and said to the orchestra not far behind, "Please change to a more solemn song, "Valsa's Closing Song" would be good."
The gate of the castle was slammed open, and a group of heavily armed soldiers walked in. The leader was a heroic female knight, and beside her were two wearing heavy white full-body armor, full of blood. The heavy armored fighters of the Holy Light, the Cecilians, call this kind of heavy armored fighter "priest".
The heroic female knight strode up to the Earl of Pompey, holding a document in her hand: "Mr. Earl, I am Margarita Crete from Cecil, here representing Gawain Cecil Duke, convey to you…”
The Earl of Pompeii took out a stack of sealed documents without waiting for the other party to finish speaking, and said gently and slowly: "This is the canonization document granted to me by the Moen royal family. These are the land documents on my territory. List of possessions outside the castle."
Then he looked at the document in the female knight's hand and nodded slightly: "Where should I sign?"
Margarita froze for a moment, probably because the situation was beyond her expectations, but she still reacted quickly and handed over the document: "At the end."
The Earl of Pompeii took the printed matter, glanced at it roughly, then picked up the dip pen he had prepared earlier, and after bringing the tip of the pen close to the paper twice, he smiled wryly and looked up at the female knight: "Ma'am, I can Do you want to sign after this meal?"
"Yes," Margarita calmly looked at the count, who is located in the southernmost part of the Holy Spirit Plain and whose entire territory is within the firepower coverage of the Rock Fortress, and said calmly, "We will watch you finish eating here."
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In the large command vehicle, Amber left the communication station and came to Gao Wen's side: "The Earl of Pompeii has already signed it, but there really was no battle."
The half-elf's face was full of disbelief.
An earldom with a huge area, land that is not considered barren, and overall even considered wealthy, has simply accepted the "management" of the Duchy of Cecil in this way.
Gao Wen just smiled nonchalantly: "This should be a relief for that Mr. Earl, at least he finally doesn't have to worry about whether he should stick to being a nobleman of the royal family or quickly switch to being a nobleman of the southern border."
After speaking, his attention was refocused on the combat map in front of him.
On this accurate map, a quarter of the area of the Holy Spirit Plain has been marked with dazzling red.
The Gorgon River running from north to south and the Kingdom Avenue along the Gorgon River are marked in striking blue and white.
On the Gorgon River and the Kingdom Avenue, two arrows have been marked. They are the inland river fleet that is going up the river, and the army troops that are advancing north along the Kingdom Avenue and the plain area.
His battle plan is clear, and he has reached an agreement with the generals and staff of the army. The most important goal is to complete the cutting and blockade of the entire eastern part of the Holy Spirit Plain!
The "plague" created by the death of all things is dangerous and terrible, but it obviously still needs the media and the corresponding excitation "ritual" to realize it (from the information of Solderin and Belk), so at this stage, its The spread has not been out of control, and the contaminated area is still dominated by giant log crossings, and the Gorgon River has not been crossed.
He wanted to block the plague on land before it crossed the Gorgon River, relying on warships in the river to clear the coast with firepower, and then the mechanized troops equipped with heavy burners advanced all the way, from south to north, from west to The Eastland created a isolation zone and a purification zone. After initially controlling the scope of pollution, the mechanized troops advanced and shrank to encircle, gradually clearing the "Crystal Cluster Legion" of the death of all things.
Now all factories in the southern border have entered a wartime state, and all production lines are working overtime to manufacture simple and quick versions of "fire-breathing chariots". A large number of civilian ships have also been temporarily requisitioned, equipped with small naval guns and incendiary projectiles They will soon enter the Dorgon River through the Rock Fortress to support the First Fleet, and since last year the entire Principality of Cecil has been consciously preparing for this war, so as long as the contaminated area does not break through a few The key point is that this plan is the most appropriate and effective.
But correspondingly, the most vulnerable and risky part of this plan is the pollution breaking through the blockade...
Gawain moved his gaze upwards, and finally landed on the northern end of the Gorgon River, the junction of the Kingdom Avenue, the largest city in the Holy Spirit Plain, and the main fortress
City of San Sunil.
This royal capital with a population of more than 100,000, which controls all traffic arteries from east to west, from north to south, and the gate to the north, must not be lost, let alone be polluted!
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In the north of the Pompeii area, across a hilly area directly under the royal family, several chariots formed a small temporary camp, and a team was camping in the wilderness to rest.
Wearing black full-body light armor and wearing a closed helmet, the ranger warrior climbed onto the roof, adjusted the observation mode of the tactical eyepiece, and scanned the dark wilderness in the distance vigilantly. Two howitzer operators and two heavy burner operators Hands sat on their respective chariots, blocking every direction with their weapons. Not only did they need to block the road, but they also had to be wary of the seemingly hard-to-walk gravel wilderness. After the field, the soldiers accumulated valuable experience.
Druse giants are not human beings. Although they are mutated from humans, after gaining a strong body, their way of action has been freed from the shackles of humans. They can walk and attack freely among gravel, depressions, shallows, and even poisonous swamps. , which must be kept in mind at all times.
From the royal capital, the Mitchell knight with blue eyes and brown curly hair was wrapped in a blanket, leaning against the heating lamp heated by the heat rune, looking at those strange warriors from the southern border with complicated eyes, and he The few remaining soldiers sat not far away, mostly in a daze.
Until now, this noble knight still seems to be in a deep dream. He woke up from a nightmare and fell into a strange and strange new dream. Deadly flames fell from the sky, and he and his men were rescued by warriors calling themselves the Iron Rangers, whose equipment and fighting style... opened his eyes.
You know, as a son of a royal family with a long history of education, he has always been proud of being well-informed, but these fighters from the southern border and their fighting methods... Knight Mitchell has never seen them before.
The royal army also received weapons from the southern border. The knights all wore melting swords and heat ray guns. The army was also equipped with a small amount of "light accelerator guns" propelled by runes, but until today, Knight Mitchell did not realize that I realized one thing: what the people from the southern border handed over to the Kingdom Army... was just the tip of the iceberg of their huge armed forces.
What's ridiculous is that until more than a week ago, the commanders of the Royal Army were still complacent about those weapons, and they were still planning to launch an attack on the eastern border after the end of spring to completely end the war.
Now the war is indeed over... The war between the royal family and the East is over.
Knight Mitchell laughed at himself, and the sound of footsteps came from the side. The elf ranger with long golden hair came to the heating lamp and sat down next to Mitchell.
"How is the injury?"
"It's healed, and about 80% of my physical strength has recovered," Mitchell didn't hide his gratitude, "Thank you for the alchemy potion."
Solderin nodded: "Washing the wound with Qubing Mixture mixed with Rejuvenation Potion can effectively prevent suppurative infection and allow the wound to heal quickly without losing energy. This cannot be achieved by oral medicine alone."
Mitchell kept smiling, but the corners of his mouth were a little stiff.
In the Kingdom Army, even the knight class can only be allocated two bottles of alchemy potions for each battle, two bottles! Only half a mouthful per bottle! Only dare to drink when you are about to be beaten to death!
Who doesn't know that washing the wound with alchemy potion will speed up the healing, but who can afford it for normal people...
After a moment of embarrassment, the Royal Knight forced himself to change the subject: "Where are we going next?"
"Moving towards the Gorgon River, our warships will pick up there, and then we will join the First Corps in the river bank area," Soldering said, "Let's not talk about this. According to your judgment, do you think those How long will it take for the cluster army to reach San Sunil?"
"If they don't sleep, I'm afraid it will be another week... This is because most of them can only walk, and there are no horses and vehicles that can fit their huge bodies," Mitchell recalled the impression of those terrible monsters. , couldn't help shivering, "I think they can travel without sleep for a week."
"In the worst case scenario, they will reach San Sunil within a week," Soldering frowned, "... I hope that city can hold out until the main force from the southern border arrives."
As a proud royal nobleman, Knight Mitchell immediately spoke subconsciously: "Saint Sunil has Anzu's most powerful magic shield and a self-repairing city wall, as well as hundreds of battle mage towers and The powerful Knights of the Royal Capital and the Knights of the Guards can withstand the attacks of those monsters."
However, the blond-haired high-ranking ranger just glanced at him indifferently, and said calmly: "I believe in the shields, city walls and mage towers you mentioned, but I don't trust the defenders."
Mitchell met the eyes of the high-ranking ranger, and said firmly: "The two major knight orders will stick to the last moment."
"...It's okay, there are still knights like you in the generation of Wangdu, and it's not completely dead," Soldering patted Mitchell on the shoulder, and he didn't know if it was a compliment or not, " If only, if only that city would hold out."
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Continue to follow the Gorgon River to the north, in the east of the river, between the Boulder City and the Gorgon River, in the city with a long history "Red Maple City", the last shouts of killing finally gradually subsided.
Blood overflowed the streets, broken swords and equally broken corpses lay on the ground, the pungent scorched smell permeated this city famous for its red maple leaves, and the sun shining from the clouds illuminated the city, which was gradually cooling down On the battlefield, under the sunlight, the army formed by the cluster giants is sweeping the ruins, collecting the trophies, and counting the losses, while a man in a black robe with a tall, thin figure and a sullen face walks through the blood-stained streets, swarming around the clusters. While the giants saluted respectfully, they came to the square in front of the lord's castle.
All things die Master, Heaton.
This sinister man has changed a little compared to before. Tiny crystals have grown on his cheeks and hands, and his eyes are filled with powerful arcane energy. Many of the traits have emerged in him.
This gave him extra strength and allowed him to command this large army more effectively.
"The ones who resisted to the end... turned out to be mercenaries and adventurers," the headmaster in black robe glanced at the corpses around the square with disdain on his face, "The lord here is a coward."
A tall crystal cluster giant came to Heaton and made a hoarse and deep voice: "Most of them are cowards, with only a few exceptions."
Heaton turned his head slightly and glanced at the giant: "Kelode, is the resistance of Boulder City over?"
"It will end. We have occupied more than 70% of the entire city..."
"That means it's not over yet," Heaton interrupted, "What's going on?"
"The so-called 'Queen of the North' is still fighting. She and her troops have controlled the castle area. Relying on the castle's magic tower and the increase of the magic net, the entire castle area is shrouded in a powerful snowstorm, making it impossible to approach. "
Speaking of this, the giant couldn't help cursing: "The damn magic net, it can run forever!"
"The magic net won't get tired, people will, that 'Queen of the North' will dry up sooner or later," Heaton said lightly, "find a way to consume the magic power of the blizzard, and destroy them as soon as possible. They have resisted for long enough."
"yes."
"There's one other thing that concerns me more than those stubborn fools," Heaton went on. "I hear there's some trouble in the South?"
"Yes, some wandering intruders seem to be people from the southern border, and they are operating on the outskirts of our control area."
"...I don't want to be distracted, but I've had enough of those so-called 'Ceciles'," Heaton snorted coldly, "destroy them."
"yes."