Alston Gavin was an aristocrat.

If there is any difference between the nobility of his holy noche, it is too many, and the most fundamental point is that he is an upstart.

Oh no, according to the evaluation criteria of the oldest Holy Empire nobles among the three kingdoms of the Muse Continent, at least three hundred years of inheritance can be called an upstart, and a nouveau riche like Auston. Gavin had just started a family, and the inheritance had not yet reached two generations, not even the nouveau riche, and the nobles called them "dirt buns that didn't even wash the smell of mud on their bodies"!

As a military nobleman, Auston Gavin was different from those nobles who were promoted from the court nobility because he was appreciated by the king, and he became a viscount directly by real merits.

Well, knighthood for military exploits, this is a matter of course in the northern empire that smells of mud from emperors to slaves, but this is the Holy Noche Kingdom, the Holy Noche Kingdom in a corner that has not encountered a war for almost a thousand years.

Thanks to the ancestors, although it has been peaceful for a long time, and there are many mediocre kings in the past dynasties, but for the sake of the ancestors, they finally did not completely abolish the rank of military merit, although the Holy Noche Kingdom has not had a nobleman knighted for military merits for nearly eight hundred years, but when necessary, there are still people who can turn it out of the pile of old papers.

Yes, being treated differently by His Majesty the King is the fundamental reason why Auston Gavin has been criticized behind him, but he is still able to gain a firm foothold.

To be honest, the military exploits he had received in the invasion war between the Holy Empire and Peret had only barely reached the threshold of being a Count. With his background, it was naturally impossible for anyone above to speak for him, and even many nobles were not happy to see such a rude hillbilly who could not even write his name stand in their ranks.

However, Karl still tried his best to defy public opinion, and insisted on making Auston Gavin an earl, and carved out a large piece of fertile land from the royal family, and gave Auston it.

Such a thick and long love, if it were not for the fact that the age difference between Auston and the king's age was only five or six years, everyone would have suspected that he was the illegitimate son of His Majesty Karl.

For a long time, the nobility of the capital was secretly suspicious of Auston's origins, believing that he might be the illegitimate son left by the old king. Even His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at him a little wrong.

Auston Gavin could understand the thoughts of these nobles.

In fact, even he couldn't understand. As a true turtle who can't read big characters and has only practiced a good strength in the few years of apprenticeship in the blacksmith shop, not to mention military training, Auston didn't even hold a standard weapon before joining the army.

The country blacksmith where he was apprenticed did not have a license to deal in weapons. The old blacksmith could only make things like farm tools and kitchen knives.

The old blacksmith had a standard sword that had been handed down from his grandfather's generation. But the old blacksmith collects it as a treasure. Even the oil maintenance is done by himself, and he refuses to give those careless apprentices a chance to break this treasure.

Against this backdrop, Alston's promotion is legendary.

He was in the third month of his enlistment. Before the training of recruits was completed, they were pulled into the battlefield, and in the Holy Empire's Holy Crusade against Little Perret triggered after the "Black Torch Festival", a small group of dissatisfied infantry recruits faced the cavalry, and forcibly stopped the cavalry with traps and startled horses, and obtained vital battle reports from them, so that they were promoted from a recruit to a cavalry reserve.

It was also the right time for Auston to be born, in the past few years, the Holy Empire had frequent wars, and the Holy Noche Kingdom should be requisitioned by the suzerain, and the army where Auston was located was transferred to the east and west, and Auston also seemed to be born for war, in less than five years, from a small cavalry reserve, promoted to the commander of the Knights.

Many people say that Auston Gavin is simply the bastard of fate, as if he is shrouded in a strange good fortune, and most of the wars he participates in will be won, and even if he loses, Auston can get out of it with his whole body.

But no matter how people criticize him, every military exploit of Auston is a real effort, from a recruit to the commander of the Knights, luck alone is not enough, even the nobles who are most jealous of him have to admit that he does have a natural talent in military affairs.

Auston didn't care about the people who scolded him behind his back.

Karl said that in high society, only the most incompetent nobleman would have no one to envy, because he was not remembered at all.

Auston thinks that His Majesty's words are very reasonable, and of course His Majesty has always been very reasonable.

His Majesty Karl was noble and majestic, wise and wise, and was loved by the people, and the greatest contribution of the mediocre old king in his life was to give birth to this son and choose him as the crown prince, and after the death of the old king, the nobles and citizens almost couldn't wait to embrace Karl Xià on the throne.

Auston was also a loyal supporter of the king - even the surname "Gavin" was given to him by the king before his majesty made him an earl.

"The Eagle of Victory", this is a portrayal of him, and it is also the expectation of His Majesty the King Xià for him.

Auston Gavin decided to repay His Majesty's love for him with his life and make his family the eternal guardians of the Holy Noche Kingdom, for which he chose the sword and eagle-headed shield of his family coat of arms, and rejected the olive branch offered by the Holy Empire.

But when it came time to swear to the family crest, Auston never imagined that he would see his allegiance Karl die in front of him.

It only took half a month for the demons to break through the royal capital.

The reason why it was half a month, not shorter, was because the demons spent most of their time on the road, and after the first demon appeared in the field of vision of the soldiers at the head of the city, it took less than half a day for the king to be defeated.

The powerhouses on the demon side didn't even make a move.

They flew in the air, indifferently looking down at the head of the royal capital like a meat grinder constantly killing the demons, and more demons made up for it, and the demons even divided a large number of them, and piled up an altar made of human heads in the far opposite position of the gate of the royal capital.

There was no persuasion. There were no prisoners, only massacres.

It wasn't until he experienced the war with the demons that Auston understood why His Majesty called this war a demonic disaster.

Compared to the race wars, the wars that Auston has participated in in the past can be called games.

The head of the royal capital city was smeared with a thick layer of plasma, so slippery that even the most adept at climbing demons could not stand firmly, the severed limbs and internal organs of the human race and the demon race were mixed together, and they couldn't tell each other, and the strong smell of blood at the head of the city couldn't help but feel disgusting and disgusting even the personal soldiers around Auston who had experienced countless fierce battles with him.

But no one backed back.

Everyone knows what fate they will face after the city is broken. Because the cities that were breached before have given them the best examples.

In these ten days. There are several bad news every day, where the demon army passes, the village is slaughtered, and the town is destroyed. Encounter a city that is guarded by a walled city. It is even more customary to build altars with human heads. No exceptions.

It was only then that people understood why from the historical records left by the Demon Calamity. The demons are described as the great enemies of the human race, a cruel and murderous race by nature.

It turns out that the description in the legend is far from enough, and only when you are truly immersed in the scene can people understand how crazy and tyrannical these demons are!

They use human heads to build altars, use human corpses to make military rations, and some demons will even devour flesh and blood on the spot during the battle, and the unbearable appearance is simply more terrifying than the devil in the depths of hell!

When the gates were breached, and the street battles began, even the weakest men and the weakest women took up arms, and those who had no weapons used pots and pans, and even teeth and nails.

Auston even saw the corpse of a pregnant woman, even if she was disemboweled, her spine was broken at a terrible angle, and her teeth were still biting on the throat of a demon, biting off the trachea and the pale yellow neck tendons, and she did not let go.

Because, not far from the pregnant woman's side, the corpses of her husband, son, and parents, and the dead demon still had half a fetal remnant in his hands - small children, especially fresh fetuses, have the fattest meat.

No Terran would have been indifferent to this scene.

Even the nobles who were the most polite in the past put on armor, took up arms, and rushed into the demons as if they were dead.

Auston didn't even know how many weapons he had in his hand, and when he got to the back, it wasn't even his own weapon, and he didn't remember when he held it in his hand, he just kept killing and killing numbly, and there was no one else in his eyes except the demons and himself.

He didn't even realize that before he knew it, the basic Dou Qi he had cultivated since he joined the army was slowly transforming, gradually turning from blood red to black, and from the black and red color, a touch of dark gold gradually revealed.

When the pressure in front of him was gone, Auston suddenly came to his senses, and found that he had dug through an alley, surrounded by severed limbs and stumps of demons, and several blood-faced soldiers seemed to cry and laugh:

"Congratulations, sir, you've been promoted! You've been promoted! ”

It turns out that it is true that the basic fighting spirit can also be promoted to the Golden Sword Master.

Auston had only this thought.

It was a miracle to be promoted to the Golden Blademaster on the battlefield, but as a person concerned, Auston believed that all the Golden Blademasters who had the same experience would not be happy at that time.

If it weren't for the fierceness of the war, who would want to be promoted on the battlefield?

But Auston has finally regained a bit of his senses.

There are not many hundreds of soldiers left around him, and if it weren't for their desperate protection, Auston would not have been able to successfully advance, and promotion on the battlefield is full of uncertainty, and a single horse stumble may interrupt his state.

It's just that it's impossible for these pro-soldiers to survive.

Alston had been through countless battles, and with just one glance, he could tell the extent of their injuries.

Even the one with the least injuries has countless pits in the armor on his body, I don't know how many fractures there are under the armor, and the one with the strictest zhòng, the helmet armor has been lost, and the wounds on his body are like countless small mouths, no matter how he bandages, the blood is still oozing out, like a spring in his body.

The pro-soldiers have been able to hold on until now, because the idea of protecting Auston has kept them breathing, and Auston wakes up and takes away their last thoughts.

The two most seriously injured immediately collapsed, not even having time to say a word to Auston.

The three pro-soldiers who were still alive were accustomed to seeing death and did not shed tears.

They pulled out the small blood-stained pouches from their comrades' fractured and collapsed chests, and handed them to Auston along with the bags on their bodies.

After entrusting the relics of his relatives to Auston, the three pro-soldiers picked up the broken long sword.

“…… Palace...... It hasn't broken ...... yet," the face blurred by the blood showed a slightly hideous smile, and the captain of the pro-soldier said hoarsely, "...... Checkmate...... Let's ...... Sending you ...... A ride! ”

They did not end up at the palace.

Although Auston tried his best to protect them, he could kill those demons, but he couldn't pass on the strength of his body to the pro-soldiers, who had already fallen before they could get out of the block, and they quickly swallowed their breath.

Auston dragged the corpses of his own soldiers into a house, collapsed the house with a fighting spirit, and buried them together with the corpses of the housekeepers, so that they would not be desecrated by the demons after their deaths.

By the time he arrived at the palace, the gates had been breached, and His Majesty Karl sat on the throne.

His royal face was still noble and majestic, dressed in a solemn royal crown, the staff of royal power was placed in his hand, there was no wolf bèi that lost the dignity of the king, but the silver-white sword of the founding monarch was inserted in his abdomen, and the blood slowly overflowed.

“…… I know...... You...... It will definitely ...... Come ......"

King Karl looked at Auston, who was kneeling at his feet, and finally a smile appeared on his pale and colorless face, and he grabbed his hand and said intermittently:

“…… The crown prince, in the secret road...... Protect him...... Don't give up...... Go, Merlin...... No...... Believe...... Sacred ......"

The voice stopped abruptly, and he took his last breath, his hand still clasped Auston's, as if to convey his unfinished words to his most loyal courtier.

Auston stared at the King's face as if he were coming back to life, until he felt that the hand holding him had lost temperature, and then he slowly broke free, took off his helmet, and kissed the horn of the King's robe.

"I, Auston Gavin, will protect the crown prince with my life and restore the glory of the Divine Noche!"

***

"The Holy Noche King has been defeated!"

This was the first thing Worf Sword Master said when he saw Lin An.

Lin An's face changed slightly, "When." ”

"Three days ago."

"The demons slaughtered the city again?"

"Yes, not a single one alive." Worf's sword master was expressionless, his fists clenched violently, and the roots of the green tendons stood out.

"......" Lin An closed his eyes, and he seemed to be able to see the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood and the wails of countless dead souls.

"The demons are sacrificing, and they want to force them out in this way." Master Grant appeared at the door, "The latest news I just got, the demon clan is stacked with human heads, and it is an altar. ”

After taking a deep breath, Lin An calmed down, "What about the royal family and nobles of the Holy Noche? ”

"King Karl and most of the royal nobles and the city perished, but the crown prince escaped under the protection of generals loyal to the royal family, and it is said that he has reached the territory of the northern nobles." Master Grant said.

"The crown prince is still alive?" Lin An's eyes lit up, "Okay, this is the only good news!" ”

The banner of the royal family is still there, so that the local nobles do not completely fall into the point of being leaderless, and the war of the Holy Noche may not erode too quickly.

(To be continued)(To be continued......

PS: Anyway, I'm really not very good at writing about war, but I don't know why this chapter is written so smoothly~

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