Act 319 of the Battle of the White III

It was originally the largest of the wool trading markets east of the port of Ampesel, but previous battles reduced it to rubble. There were many routs gathered between the ruins, the Hong Kong Guards and the nobles' private soldiers were arguing and shouting, and the White Lion Legion was watching from the sidelines.

"Lord Duke, the fact that the Temple does not interfere in the internal affairs of other countries is not out of arrogance, but because the Temple does not want to be swayed by worldly power, and the Holy Scriptures and Holy Covenants enshrine this principle, I think you should be able to understand this."

Count Vitokin straightened his helmet and put on his armor by his squire, but his beard was burnt and burned, which damaged his majesty and looked a little funny. He had fled the Great Sanctuary of Andrfraux with Grand Duke Siphah in the crowd, and the wounds on his body had been left as he walked through the fire, and he grinned at the burning pain of a pinprick as he turned the nail leaf in the crook of his arm.

"But Honorable Priest, isn't it also one of your priorities to punish evil? Moreover, the other party is an evil heretic, an enemy of mankind who preaches chaos. ”

"This is natural, and the temple will not sit idly by and ignore our kingdom in misery." The voice replied with some amusement.

But the physical pain was no match for the sting of the heart, and the power from the 'Extreme Realm' was terrifying, and the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles pulled Meros into the gray wilderness in order to suppress the flame of admonition, but the last glance made the hearts of everyone present chill in their hearts.

Any royal power, any title, in the face of real power is in vain, the temple is high, but the same must bow before the supreme law. Vitokin glanced at his pale palm, still trembling slightly.

He raised his head and glanced not far away, where Nicholas, the famous swordsman under Grand Duke Siphah, was negotiating in the temple at the signal of his master:

"Then I would like to ask on behalf of the Duke what you are going to do?"

"Let's put it this way, we have come at the invitation of the new royal family of Eruin to arrest St. Mephistopheles the Grey Sword, who has slain the Templar's high-ranking people and is a vicious outlaw. In addition, it is also to welcome back the relics that have been lost in the temple for many years, the holy relics of His Majesty Gilt Xià, the king of fire, and the fragments of the holy sword Odysphes......"

The priest in the priest's robe babbled a lot, and the general meaning was: We will help you deal with the Gray Sword Saint Mephistopheles and fight the 'cultists', but you will solve your own domestic affairs.

It was a typical Cruz man, with his chin upturned and looking high, as if you hillbillies should be grateful to Dade for it. Grand Duke Sifah was silent, his face was terribly dark, but he did not dare to attack.

As early as after Obergu VI, the nobles of Eruin gradually degenerated, and even made people forget that in fact, Eruin also had a master of the extreme realm; The first monarch Eck himself was a generation of sages, and in the Second Restoration Era, it is said that there were two sword masters in Eruin at that time, and the chief court wizard was the famous Tulaman, but after that, the glory was gone.

Flame-haired Nicholas also had a gloomy face, "What about those cultists mixed up with Her Royal Highness the Princess?" ”

The priest muttered, "Master Wood said that we can set up a temporary teleportation array for you to send the Blackblade Legion to the battlefield...... This is already the limit. If we build a teleportation array here, there will be one less teleportation array in the Holy War in the future, and even in Cruz, such a teleportation array is only used to teleport elite legions...... As for such a third-rate legion, to be honest, it is a bit wasteful, but for the sake of our allies, we can also sacrifice......"

Nicholas, whose face was terrifyingly dark, interrupted, "I see, thank you for the support of the Temple. But I wonder when the temple plans to do it? ”

"Soon, the means of the temple are beyond the imagination of ordinary people," replied the priest with open arms and a look of admiration, "just wait and see the show, oh, it's already here—"

Suddenly, the quarrel above the ruins ceased. The monks of the Flame Temple, clad in red robes in the remnants of the broken wall, raised their heads in unison. In the mid-air as far as their eyes could see, the space opened up from both sides, and pure white ripples appeared.

In the center of the ripples, the incomparably complex and mysterious threads of the law are opening doors of light.

The wind above the ruins was silent for a moment.

A total of twelve light gates hung in midair, and then a three-layered magic circle extended from the light gates; Accompanied by flying white characters, twenty mysterious men in golden-red robes and silver masks strode out of it.

Each is armed with a long sword in the shape of a flame.

If Brando had been here, he would have recognized the Templars of these Templar Arbitration Temples; This is one of the most special formations of the Flame Temple, each of these knights is personally trained by the real Flame Knights, and their true combat power is often far superior to most powerhouses of the same rank.

The most important thing is that they often have only one mission, and that is the trial of heresy.

Count Vitokin tilted his head and looked at the Templars—

Space Spell ...... This is the highest forbidden spell that the Flame Temple claims to lead to the infinite land, and these spells born in the battle of the Sages have long been the top secret of the major temples at this moment, and they are also the few remaining spatial spells in Vaynder today.

It was also the first time he had seen such a miracle with his own eyes, and his mind went blank when he saw the Flame Sanctuary of the Cruz Empire dropping twenty Templars from the main hall to the battlefield thousands of miles away at once.

As a soldier, he knew what that meant—that was truly unbeatable.

But he even forgot that the Eruins had faced such a force and had won brilliant victories. The temple was even more powerful, and Eruin was even just beginning to be founded, like a baby in swaddling clothes.

Vitokin felt trembling and even regretting that it would be easy for the Templars to seize power from Eruin. Will they, the aristocrats, really be able to hold on to their power?

Until the sound of footsteps and splinters sounding behind his head and woke him up.

Vitokin turned around, and then saw an old white-haired knight walking towards him with his hand on the hilt of his sword, one deep and one shallow, accompanied by two other knights, the other wearing an old dark blue cavalry uniform that had faded a little, none other than Raeder, the old commander of the White Lion Legion.

The old man was looking up at the air, and the Earl hurriedly stood up to say hello, but the old man walked straight past him without looking at him.

Vitokin's face suddenly turned red and white, and this dead old ghost really didn't look down on them at all. He secretly gritted his teeth and cursed, although the White Lion Legion is the first in the kingdom, but so what, it's not the same as not being able to keep the Lionheart Sword.

When you become a bitch, you have to set up an archway, phew! What's the big deal! He tore off the noble Sven in his heart, and couldn't help but curse fiercely.

This expression of dissatisfaction on the count's face was a disdainful snort.

But Reald was unheard.

The old man seemed to be thinking, and he lightly pressed the ivy pattern on the hilt of his sword—it was a thirty-two-year-old cavalry sword, and the ivy mark on the sword was almost smoothed. Since that war, the sword has been with him for half a century. Every time he brought this sword, he could recall the time when the wind blew on the plateau, a past and a passing with the wind.

The young men of the White Lion were still arguing, and even the boy of Cullen begged him with tears to take the White Lion out of this sad place; Soldiers, must have the courage to face death and grief, those children in the face of the choice to hand in their best answers, they interpret the value of the white lion.

However, the White Lion Legion should not lose its faith. The old man had no energy to care, and there was a deep and determined fire burning in his eyes, which seemed to support the last trace of strength of this aging body.

He stared ahead for a long time—

Kingdom, or Lionheart.

O king, time is running out for the Eruin to choose. With the holy war imminent, Madara is watching from the side of the bed, and Eruin must not fall into a long civil strife, and her demise is imminent......

And this land, the homeland where the blood of our ancestors was spilled, is the land that carries the dreams of the Eruin people; As long as this land remains, Eruin will see the light of day again.

He is already too old, and the White Lion Legion, like himself, is getting old day by day. I'm too old to carry that flag anymore, but no matter what, I still want to try my best again.

Hopefully, let's leave it to future generations.

Someone has to take responsibility.

Your Highness, Lord Marshal, it seems that there is only so much you can do.

……

The non-commissioned officers and students of the Royal Knight Academy and the White Lion Guards finally fought their way out of the encirclement of the northern nobles, but this does not mean that the crisis is over, everyone understands that there is still a heavy build-up of the Hong Kong Guards ahead, and life and death are not yet determined today. At this point, Brando ordered everyone to dismount and slowly march down the street to recuperate.

They were passing through Tovsplatz, which was located on the same axis as the Great Sanctuary of Andrvoul and the Great Auction House, and was the median line west of the port of Ampesel.

Nimesis was a little worried about the speed of the army, and worried about whether the White Lions would catch up from behind. But when she asked Brando with a cold face, Brando shook her head.

"No, do you know how many people the White Lion Legion has mobilized to besiege us?" He asked quietly.

The female knight was slightly stunned, she lowered her head and estimated that in the first battle they had encountered and routed almost four columns of the enemy, each with about two to three hundred men. But they had cut through the White Lions' defenses in their assault, and there must have been more troops in the direction of depth on either side, and it was these armies that she feared would catch up from behind.

Brando saw the female knight's hesitation, shook his head and explained: "There are three guards regiments in the White Lion Legion, Jude, Sharp Claw, and Lion's Mane, a White Lion Blade Knights, and there used to be a Praetorian Guard, but it was later revoked," Brando glanced at his White Lion Guard, and continued: "Considering that it is unlikely that the White Lion Legion will actually mobilize a legion to leave the border, it is very likely that the elite troops mobilized from a certain legion will participate in the war. ”

"In the previous battle, we were confronted by two columns of Franz, presumably the archers and light infantry columns belonging to the 1st Swordsmen Regiment of the Jude Guards Regiment of the White Lion Regiment of the Kingdom. And the squadron of light cavalry that was defeated later and came to support should be the scout cavalry of a knight detachment of the Temple and the Third Swordsman Regiment of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom, and the unlucky guy you killed was their commander Conn......"

Seeing that the female knight was slightly surprised, but it was not obvious from the cold expression, Brando couldn't help but shake his head. In fact, Conn is still a little famous in history, and it's a pity to hang up like this, but there are undead people in the war, and he can only think so.

"The last line of defense formed by the White Lion Heavy Guard that we broke away is obviously another force. Considering that the Jude Guards Regiment is composed of four swordsmen regiments and two heavy infantry regiments, it is very likely that in front of us is a half-complete weave of the Jude Guards Regiment, that is, two swordsmen regiments and one heavy infantry regiment. ”

"Am I right, Sir Overwell?" Brando asked, looking back.

The lone wolf of the kingdom nodded, looking at Brando with some surprise. Before Eruin was in Griffiin, one of the major drawbacks of the military system was that there was no unified establishment, and the nobles and lords often set their own rules, and the major legions also had their own systems, such as the northern and southern legions.

Therefore, even if they are also soldiers, they do not necessarily understand the establishment of other legions. Not to mention the fact that it is basically impossible for Brando to tell exactly what the enemy they have faced before is, what they belong to, and who the commander is.

In fact, this is also a common phenomenon in the Vajnd continent in this era, in a war, the commander can often only judge the battle flag, capture prisoners and other means to barely judge which army is opposite him. There are countless oolongs produced for this reason, and there are also a few famous generals in history who have used this factor to make many classic examples.

It's just that history is like a torrent, the military reform of Cruz and Madara has already begun, and soon it will open a new chapter, and the era of war after the great demon tide is coming, although Eruin took the last train, but in the end it died under the dust of history because of the incomplete reform.

Brando looked at the people present, most of whom were military personnel. The cadets had been trained as junior officers, the spark of Erouin's reforms, and they, like Overwell, understood how incredible Brando's previous judgment was.

Everyone was a little unimpressed, how could they guess the enemy's sequence on the battlefield. It is not without such arrogant commanders in history, but there are many people who have fallen into traps because of this, and there are even some famous examples that have been passed down through the ages.

But after seeing Overwell nodding in agreement with Brando's answer, they felt a little complicated in their hearts. The 'Commander' is very confident that it will not be blinded, so there is only one possibility left.

"How do you know?" Nimesis opened the golden mouth and asked in the place of everyone.

Brando smiled, "Because I know every army in Eruin, I know very well what they will do and how they will do it. ”

He didn't reply with the intention of pretending to be a prophet. Rather, he had to show that confidence, because now he was the only one who could lead them out of here, and he knew he had to show enough faith to convince everyone.

"You say you know every army in Eruin?" A soft but calm voice asked.

Brando raised his head and saw Her Royal Highness the princess dressed in military uniform on one side, and couldn't help but light up slightly. Only then did he remember that Griffiin had never been a warm flower in the royal family, and her swordsmanship had always been the best among her peers, and she thought that the other party had also participated in the previous charge.

He could even see the sword worn by the half-elf girl around her waist and the blood stains on her face that had not yet completely dried.

She turned her head to stare at him with silver eyes, her curly silver hair hanging down from the dark blue woolen military uniform, and every line of the well-cut uniform on her body seemed to fit the girl's curves. It's refreshing. Brando then thought that the other party had worn this military uniform under the skirt at the beginning, no wonder he wore a thick cloak on the venue to cover it up, and it looked a little bloated.

However, when Her Royal Highness the Princess asked questions, her tone was a little strange.

Brando hesitated, as if to say that every army is not impossible. He 'lived' in Eruin for nearly a century, fighting alongside many armies, even the nobles' privates. But this answer seems a little too incredible, a bit omniscient.

"Well, I can't say that," Brando replied after a moment's thought, "at least the regular army weaving, I should be familiar with it." ”

Noticing the strange look on Princess Griffine's face, he turned back to exchange an inexplicable look with Overwell.

Oops, it still seems a bit overdone. But Brando could only continue, he pondered for a moment, and replied, "So the conclusion is obvious......

"According to the establishment of the White Lion Legion of the Kingdom, a swordsman regiment should have three light infantry columns and an archer column, as well as an additional mage squadron and scout squadron, a total of 1,100 people. The heavy infantry regiment is half of it, so I judge that the White Lion Legion on this battlefield may be less than three thousand people. ”

By this point, Nimesis understood. The White Lion Legion had less than three thousand men, and they had been severely defeated by them in the previous battle, and it was already remarkable that an army had lost more than thirty percent of its strength in one battle and had not collapsed, and it would be outrageous to say that it could continue to pursue.

Not to mention that Brando has more than double-digit gold-level masters in his hands, even if the White Lion Legion fights hard, it may not be able to please him.

"But they won't be able to watch us leave, right?" Nimesis lifted her long eyelashes and glanced silently at Brando.

"Exactly, that's why we have to make a new plan now."

"New plans?"

Brando nodded.

It is obviously impossible to have only such a small amount of strength on the battlefield, the key is the Cruz. Her Royal Highness seemed to go with him, and she looked up and asked, "Is it because of the Cruz?" ”

"Due to the deterrent power of the Holy Book and the Holy Covenant, the Cruz and the Flame Sanctuary should not intervene themselves, but they can find a way to help our enemies." Brando silently recalled the methods of the Flame Sanctuary as he replied, "Since the Cruz people are here, they certainly didn't come to invite us for tea as guests—"

"What's more, we are the masters here, and we will invite you if you want to treat you." He also had the leisure to make a joke, which caused a low laugh among the non-commissioned officers. Brando's nonchalant attitude won the favor of most people, and no one would like a coward, especially these young people with a military element.

"So how can they help, Commander?" As soon as Brando's words fell, someone asked in a loud voice.

Hearing that the Cruz people would not make a move in person, most of the people present couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he was the only freak like Brando, who came from another time and space, and could completely ignore the deterrent power of the Cruz Empire, after all, the empire had accumulated power for centuries, and its power had long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"At least they can let our enemies advance to the battlefield, we have heavy troops in front and large armies behind, you must not think that our defeat of the White Lion Legion is a smooth road."

Brando looked at the others and reminded, "We have only defeated a small part of the White Lion Legion's Guards Regiment, and the real elite is yet to come." ”

"Gate of Flames!" Princess Griffiin's silver eyes lit up slightly, "You're saying that it's possible for the Templars to build a temporary teleportation array in Ampesel like the Gate of Flames in the last Holy War?" ”

Brando nodded.

"But that kind of teleportation array is very expensive, and it won't be a drop in the bucket for the temple. I've heard that only a few of those teleportation arrays have been built in the entire war, are they willing to invest so much for the nobles of the north? Nimesis asked.

Brando couldn't help but shake his head, pure soldier! However, Her Royal Highness the Princess nodded very calmly: "The holy war is coming, and the significance of a stable Eruin to the temple is far greater than a teleportation array, not to mention that Eruin, as the front line of the war, it is also necessary to have a temporary teleportation array in the future......"

"In other words, the Black Blade Legion and the White Lion Legion may appear on the battlefield of Ampesel at any time." Loka nodded.

"But our army is still in Vlada Pest." Enroke couldn't help but change his face a little, and the guy who fell off the horse finally woke up: "It's fun now, aren't we going to be dumplings?" ”

"Don't worry, this qiē is just a guess, it's the temple's hole card, after all, the teleportation array has a time limit. But we have to have a plan for it," Brando replied, "I like to plan ahead before I do something, and I want you to do the same, so we need a new plan to account for the changes that may follow." ”

"And what are you going to do?" Nimesis asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet, but we can rule out those unrealistic options one by one." Brando replied, "The most direct way is to turn around and fight back in the harbor area, ahead of us are the main forces of the patrol cavalry and the harbor guards, but we will also have the support of our allies." ”

"It's just that now that it's clear, and there are still storms in the open sea, since the Temple knows that we might take the sea route, it's probably a little unwise for us to make this choice. What's more, in the battle at sea, the strong above the elements can easily destroy our sailboat, and even if we are not captured alive, I am afraid that we will drown—"

"That is, we can only break through by land." Nimesis replied calmly, as if the matter had nothing to do with her, and the female knight made Brando feel a little strange, very different from the person he had remembered. The senior sister in Brando's memory, daring to love and hate, confident and calm, always with an infectious smile on her face, but never lacking majesty and decisiveness, as if she was a natural leader.

But there seemed to be something lingering in the female knight's body, and Nimesis finally frowned, and her face was cold, and when she looked at a person, she seemed to be immersed in her own thoughts. The other person always seems to be thinking about something.

Every time Brando thinks like this, he actually feels a little strange, obviously two different people, but he always subconsciously compares.

Nimesis couldn't help but frown again as she watched the other party look at her distraction.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Brando came to his senses.

"Nothing, but to leave Ampesel by land, you need to cross the Vlada forest and climb over the mountains of Anlek, which is not an easy road, on the contrary, full of thorns. We may face the army of Archduke Anlek, and at the same time the nobles of the north will not let us break through so lightly. ”

"No, you're wrong. I'm afraid this is not a breakout, but an escape, a dangerous and arduous escape, the chances are slim," Brando shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But we don't have a choice now." ”

"We must break out of Ampesel from the south, through the Vlada Forest and the mountains of Anlek, and join your army in the south. Her Royal Highness the Princess and Lord Overwell's original plan was to break through to the south and leave Ampesel by land, right, with the intelligence of the lone wolf, I think there must be a pre-arrangement. ”

As he spoke, he looked up at Princess Griffyne.

"Yes," the half-elf girl nodded calmly, replying in place of Overwell, "but we still don't have much choice, the army in my territory will go north along the province of Anlek, but it will take at least three or four days to reach the southern border of Vlada Forest. ”

"And if they are blocked by the local army of the province of Anlek, I'm afraid it will take a little longer."

Brando nodded secretly when he heard this, he knew that the princess and Overwell really had hole cards, listening to her tone, this army was still useful, and even the army in the province of Anlek did not seem to be enough to completely defeat the other party, but only to block it for a while.

As far as he knew, Her Royal Highness the princess's own army in Vlada Pace definitely did not have this strength, and the non-commissioned officers and students in the Royal Knight Academy did not have this ability, in fact, at this time, the non-commissioned officers and students in the Royal Knight Academy were only the graduates of the first batch, plus the best among the freshmen such as Freya and Bresson.

In other words, Her Royal Highness the princess must have nobles behind her, and the royal family is still very deep. This is only the nobles who support the royal family, not counting the royal party that parted ways, and the Grand Duke Lantoni Lan behind the royal party, if the two do not completely turn their faces, they can really have the strength to divide the north and the south together.

But that was clearly not what Princess Griffiin wanted.

Brando knows better than anyone the character of this princess, who is calm and rational on the surface, but in fact fierce as a princess, and she will never compromise with anyone.

But there's clearly more to it than that.

He looked curious, the princess must not only have this hole card, otherwise she should have been forced to abstain at this table. By the way, what else didn't you think?

Seeing Brando's eyes, Princess Griffiin sighed, "But it's not without chance, Mr. Brando." As long as we can leave the port of Ampesel and retreat in the direction of St. Blanc's Bay, I can arrange for reliable allies to meet us......"

St. Blanc's Bay?

A light flashed through Brando's mind, he knew this place, this place was south of Ampesel, through a cliff-lined bay behind the Vlada Forest, because the geography did not allow for the construction of harbors and docks, so it was usually only used as a temporary sheltered anchorage.

But all he remembered was that it was the habitat of the Storm Hermit Crab, a level 12 aquatic monster that used to be associated with only a few fisherman's missions in Ampessel Harbor.

Where will there be any allies?

Wait a minute!

"Anchor point," Brando suddenly reacted, and couldn't help but blurt out: "The anchor point of the First Royal Fleet of Eruin!" ”

"Ahh Princess Griffiin let out a low cry.

As soon as the words came out, Brando also realized something, raised his head and looked at Princess Griffine, but saw that Her Royal Highness the Princess really looked at him with a somewhat indescribable look, "Mr. Brando...... You...... How do you ......"

Ha, I accidentally said the wrong thing again. He was suddenly a little embarrassed, it was not a good thing to have advanced knowledge, it was too easy to be taken as a god.

The secret anchorage of the Eruin Royal Fleet at St. Blanc Bay is a secret that no one outside the royal family knows......

He was about to argue, but he didn't expect the half-elf princess to look at him with a complicated expression, as if she understood something, and only after a while did she speak: "Mr. Brando, it turns out that what Captain Bunid said is true...... It turns out that Mr. Charles is really alive, and you and Mr. Charles are really ......"

"Huh?" Brando was stunned: "Wait, what does he have to do with that Charles guy?" Isn't it the relationship between a knight and a squire? ”

He looked back inexplicably.

Seeing Charles, he smiled wryly.

……

(ps: I forgot the time when I wrote it, and I saw that I wrote 8k words...... Suddenly, otl, I don't want to be segmented in the recent plot, so let's send it together.

In addition, to explain.,Recently I wrote about the conflict aura.,If I'm not mistaken.,By now it should be 7 points of protection.,There was a chapter before that I wrote the wrong calculation formula to 11 points.,That's supposed to be a bug.,Now it's changed.。 A qiē is based on the formula proposed by Brando meets Alberton. )