Santana Chapter 69 The Bitter Cohen
The north gate of Santana is the most visited gate of Santana, from here, you can lead to the Odin Empire, the Holy See of Light, and the United Kingdom of Fred.
One hundred and ninety-three years after the founding of the Caesar Empire, the North Gate witnessed the beginning and prosperity of the empire.
In the year 795, Caesar I led his army to attack the city of Santana from the north gate.
In 796 of the Holy Light Calendar, the Caesar Empire was founded, and the Holy See of Light sent cardinal archbishops to enter the city through the north gate to send the crown and scepter symbolizing the emperor's power on behalf of the Pope, and the Holy See of Light officially recognized the legitimacy of the Caesar Empire.
In the year 827 of the Holy Light Calendar, the 31-year war with the Odin Empire due to the border issue finally ended, and the peace document entered the city through the north gate, and the people gathered at the north gate to celebrate.
The North Gate has witnessed the glory of Caesar's Empire far more than that, and there is much more that Cohen can know.
When Cohen and his disguised caravan passed through the north gate, Cohen looked at the tall and majestic city gate, the soldiers in bright armor, and the flags fluttering on the city's head, but what he thought of was a piece of history that his grandfather liked to tell him the most.
It is the most tragic period of history since the founding of the Caesar Empire.
In the year 946 of the Holy Light Calendar, that is, forty-three years ago, the Caesar Empire, which had been founded for 150 years, ushered in the most dangerous moment.
A military report came from the northern border, the Odin Empire tore up the covenant, sent 400,000 troops to invade the northern border of the empire, and only the 200,000-strong Tomahawk Army was inferior in numbers, and asked Caesar V to send troops to support.
After consulting with his ministers, Caesar V drew up a rescue plan, and sent half of the troops from the Knights of the Guards, who guarded the imperial capital, to reinforce the Tomahawk Legion.
The number of the northern army of the empire reached 400,000 people, which was exactly the same as the army of the Odin Empire, and everyone thought that it was a close war, but they did not expect that what was waiting for them was a big defeat.
The news is wrong, the army of the Odin Empire is not more than 400,000 people at all, but 800,000 people, and the border defenders have been routed in one fell swoop under the leadership of the Odin Empire's military god Surmot.
The 400,000 army fell apart, 100,000 were killed, 200,000 captured, and 100,000 fled in all directions.
To the north of Caesar's Empire, there were no heavy garrisons.
The city of Santana is only guarded by the remaining 200,000 guards of the Knights of the Guards, and it will face an army of 800,000 led by Surmot of the Odin Empire.
Up and down the city, whether it is high-ranking officials and nobles, or ordinary people, everyone is in danger.
At the critical moment, Caesar V personally climbed the north gate tower and defended the city with the imperial soldiers, which revived the morale of Caesar's imperial army.
Countless soldiers fell, blood stained the walls, and Caesar V was wounded many times, but he still held on.
Twenty days later, the Lion Legion and the Nighthawk Legion finally arrived, and Sulmot had to retreat with hatred, and the Caesar Empire survived this most dangerous moment.
In the face of the orc attack like a tide, grandpa didn't care too much, and when it came to the defense of Santana, grandpa's face would be very solemn, which showed the tragedy of this battle.
This battle was mentioned many times, and it also left a deep impression on Cohen's heart, and this time after passing the north gate of Santana City, Cohen couldn't help but look at the north gate twice.
In commemoration of this battle, the walls of the city are covered with reliefs, which can not be seen at a glance, and this thrilling scene is recorded.
The young soldier rolled down the tower with the enemy in his arms.
A spear was inserted into his body, but he reluctantly swung his sword and slashed at the enemy.
The general, whose arm was cut off, tore at each other with his teeth.
All this is done to protect the safety of the city of Santana.
Although he had heard his grandfather tell him stories about what had happened here many times, Cohen was still stunned by what he saw.
The caravan passed through the city gate, slowly walked out of the city gate, and walked towards the north of the Holy Light Continent step by step.
Cohen was still immersed in the years of blood and fire, and it was not until the convoy stopped by a small river that Cohen was assigned to prepare lunch, and it was already noon.
The team is mostly combatants, there are not many attendants, and Cohen has a lot to do besides driving, and cooking is one of them.
Cohen had bad legs and feet, and it was inconvenient for him to do such a thing as picking up dry firewood, so he was sent to sort out the ingredients, separate the vegetarian dishes and meat, cut them into cubes one by one, and then pour them into boiling water.
The bread is already ready, just wait for the soup to cook before the meal can be served.
The other attendants had finished their work and gathered around the pot to gossip.
"We're going there, but let's go forward, and we don't say where the destination is. ”
"It doesn't matter what we do, we just have to do our own thing. ”
"That's not what I said, do you know who we're dealing with this time? It's nightcrawlers, they're murderous people, they're dangerous, if we know where to go, we'd be prepared. ”
"What are you going to prepare? Do you know how to fight or magic, the nightcrawler has been killed, can you stop it?"
"I have legs to run. ”
"How fast can you run, a nightcrawler?"
"Just run faster than you guys. ”
"Abanako is about to suffer, he can't run. ”
"Ha, ha, ha......"
"Abako has suffered a big loss, he can't run. ”
This magic attendant, they are all people who live at the bottom of society, except for this life, there is nothing else, if you really say that you are afraid of death, you are not afraid, otherwise you will not come to be a magic attendant.
This small talk is just poor fun, even if Cohen is taken out to make a joke, it is not malicious, which can be seen from the smiles in their hearts.
After the soup was cooked, the food was immediately served to everyone to eat.
After a brief lunch, the caravan set off again, and it was not until the sun went down that the caravan stopped.
This is a small valley where Cardinal Qultun's 'camp' means that the group will spend the night.
One by one, the carriages brought by Bruno's caravan were opened, revealing boxes containing tents, and needless to say, Cohen, as a 'squire', had to work again.
Compared to those magicians who just had to sit there and wait, Cohen couldn't help but sigh: It's really hard to be an acolyte.