Chapter 12: The Spear of Dawn I
Ethser's face was full of smiles, "If it's Lonely, it will be the same." Cut off the enemy's head and make the opponent self-defeating with a thunderous blow. However, Lone is looking forward to it, and who among the Herodites can take Lone's head? β
"Isn't that dangerous!" Startled, Stanrett was immediately ready to order all the knights to be on guard.
However, the young Grand Duke waved his hand to stop Stanrett from giving an order, and said with an interested look: "Didn't you say it, Lonely, I'm looking forward to it." β
"But, Your Highness..."
"Do you want to disobey Lone's will?" Grand Duke Ether's smile suddenly revealed coldness, and the leader of the Knights of the Holy Armor, who had experienced a hundred battles, was also silent.
"Let's march separately, so we can finish it sooner. Isn't it? β
Stanrett couldn't help but tremble and admonished: "Your Highness, this is too dangerous! If anything goes wrong, your majesty's wrath cannot afford it. β
"In contrast, Commander, it's better for you to care about your own situation. With the support of the Holy See, do you really think that uncle of mine is so easy to fool? Ethser's smile was still elusive, and the whisper in Stanret's ear made his heart tremble. Indeed, the Knights of the Holy Armor, although nominally loyal to the Kingdom, have secretly been in contact with the Holy See and other Western monarchs. Everything was enough to destroy the knights, but the king had to endure because they had the best power in the kingdom.
However, when Stanrett said from Ether's mouth that the kingdom was ready to purge them, he was more believing, but in his astonishment. He had always known that the kingdom was experimenting with new mechs to replace the Knights. And in the past few years, other mecha units have begun to shake the status of the Holy Armor Knights.
If that's the case, then it's not uncommon for birds to hide their bows.
"Lonely's words are always half-truths and half-truths, and whether you believe or not depends on your Excellency. Lone believes in Lone's decision, and the head of the regiment will not refuse again. Ether's face was still warm, and Stanret's face was gloomy.
With the establishment of the New Blad Kingdom, King Baldwin ascended the throne entirely by stepping on the corpse of the dead Earl of Pierce, and many knights at the time opposed it, including the Holy See, but at that time Ether was only thirteen years old, and it was impossible for people to give the throne to a half-year-old child, and finally Baldwin ascended the throne with the support of King Philip of the Franks. The knights led by the Knights of the Holy Armor were already dissatisfied, so the conflict with the royal family naturally came from afar.
In fact, the king has always been jealous of this Tudor Grand Duke!
"Your Highness, the Holy Armor Knight is willing to be loyal to you, and he will not hesitate to go to the soup and fire." Stanrett suddenly swore an oath to Ether.
But the young Grand Duke's face did not change, and he lowered his head and whispered in Stanret's ear: "Even if it is a chess piece in Lone's hand, if he can't play his due value in Lone's hand, Lone will abandon him." And now, at least show me your worth. β
"If, this time, you and your knights survive, Lone will grant you protection and glory. In the name of Pierce, Lone promises you. β
"Really!?" Stanrett couldn't help but get excited, if he could be under the command of this highness, then maybe the Holy Armor Knight could really escape. Now, the open and secret struggle between the Grand Duke of Tudor and the royal family has long been known, and only this highness can save the Knights of the Holy Armor.
"Of course..." Esther said, turning away, leaving only a frantic back, but the handsome face showed a gloomy sneer, and the two thin eyes showed a little coldness. If Stanrett saw this face, he would be terrified, like Satan who came out of the sulfur lake, with a fierce madness! "Anger will kill foolishness, and jealousy will kill obsessiveness. And the vain world will eventually turn to dust. Ridiculous, foolish people are wandering on the edge of the world. β
"It's time for the fire of heaven to consume the thorns of wickedness on this earth and consume the ignorant ones!"
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"General! It was detected that the enemy army was advancing in the north and south. Herod's soldiers, who were in charge of communications, hurriedly reported the message to Meredes.
The old man who was originally in a wheelchair jumped up excitedly because of this news!
"Is there any news from the Grand Duke Tudor?"
"Yes, yes." Seeing that the usually calm general was so out of shape today, the soldier was also startled, and stumbled: "Grand Duke Tudor seems to be advancing to the south separately from the main force of the Holy Armor Knights, although there are only a small number of mecha knights to escort it, but there is an infantry division to escort it. β
"Heaven forbid." The old man closed his eyes, drew a cross on his chest, and said after a while: "Your Majesty, today is the time for the revival of New Rome." Your death will not be in vain. "This old man in the twilight is already in tears at this moment.
"The herald tells Berthes to prepare to activate the [Spear of Dawn] plan ahead of schedule. Let the [Divine Hidden Guards] also assemble immediately. The old man's eyes were already full of war intent at this time, like a raging sea.
"However, His Highness Berthes says that the [Spear of Dawn] plan is still some time away. And it could also be a trick for the enemy to lure the enemy. The staff officer beside Merrides hesitated. The staff officer's words immediately cooled Merrides' already fiery heart, what he said did make sense, could that feared Herodian butcher really make such a lowly mistake? It was the previous strategy that worked, making them really think that the resistance was already vulnerable.
(Nope!) They would never make such a low-level mistake.
It seems that I am really old, and even this low-level trap will almost fall for it. οΌ
Merrides put his hand on his forehead, sighed softly, and said to the staff officer beside him: "Now, continue to be on standby, and then let the scouts continue to investigate the reality of the other party." Let's cancel the previous plan for the time being. β
"Yes." The communications officer and the staff officer withdrew with the order, leaving only the old man alone.
(It seems that the Grand Duke Tudor has already guessed our intentions.) οΌ
Merrides' face was solemn and pale, and his dry palms were clenched tightly into a ball.
"Vomitβ" Although the old man tried his best to restrain himself, blood still gushed uncontrollably from the corners of his mouth.
Merrides brushed away the blood with his handkerchief and looked at the shocking stains of blood on the snow-white handkerchief. With a bitter smile on his face, the old man said faintly: "Your Majesty, it seems that the old minister's time is running out." β