"Captain Banner, it's me!" The figure at the front waved the spear in his hand, and as he gradually approached the brigade of Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, he quickly let the big guys see that he was also a Teutonic Tomahawk Ranger, "Everyone, look at who is coming behind?"

"Who?" Li Sa tilted his neck, and then he saw the figure following behind the Teutonic Tomahawk Ranger who was in charge of vigilance: under his crotch was a super heavy war horse that was far thicker and more than a head taller than the heavy war horse he was riding, and he was also wearing Teutonic Gothic plate armor and bags and various weapons, and on its back was a super heavy knight wearing black Teutonic Gothic plate armor and a black cross robe on a white background, his left hand with a steel iris shield on his arm was holding the reins, and in his right hand he held a steel super long riding spear, and the barrel helmet decorated with demonic wings projected two turquoise cold lights from the peephole。

"Your Majesty the King" muttered this title, Li Sa's face twitched a little, but it was not revealed at all under the cover of the cotton chain armor mask, "It's here."

Riding his horse to the open space in front of the brigade of Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, Feng Longde turned his head and gestured to the Teutonic Tomahawk Ranger who was in charge of guarding the way beside him, and at the same time raised the steel extra-long cavalry spear in his right hand to him.

The Teutonic Tomahawk Ranger who was in charge of the guard only shrugged his shoulders a little helplessly, then flipped the mounted spear he was holding in his right hand and thrust it into the ground, taking the four-meter-long steel spear in his own undead king's hand, freeing Feng Longde's right hand.

As soon as he freed his right hand, Feng Longde immediately took off the Demon Ring-Winged Barrel Helmet on his head, and also took off the chainmail turban on his head and wrapped it around his neck, and then hugged the Demon Ring-Winged Barrel Helmet around his waist, revealing his hard, angular face.

At this time, Ji Haitangji, who had been quietly following Feng Longde, landed on a big tree not far from the glade where the Teutonic Tomahawk Ranger Banner Team was stationed, and with the help of dense branches and leaves, she began to hurriedly adjust the flip phone in her hand.

"That Teutonic man is obviously ready to speak to his cavalry team, hurry up" Ji Haitang desperately operated the flip phone in his hand, nervously even the small pair of black wings behind his back began to fan on its own, but he didn't notice this at all, "Last time, I asked the lotus to transform the video function and recording function for it, don't drop the chain at this time."

Ji Haitang really knew too well, if he couldn't get his flip phone before Feng Longde spoke, then this trip would be carefully followed, and the amount of material obtained was not as good as the shooting pill Wen who stayed over the defense line of the Teutonic army the whole time, and his newspaper sales would still be far from being able to match the "Wenwen News", which was known for its nonsense.

But fortunately, just before Feng Longde glanced at the energetic Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers and was about to speak, Ji Haitang successfully activated the video recording function in his flip phone, and carefully aimed the camera at Feng Longde riding on the back of an undead war horse.

"It's still black and white, but it's enough, I heard that the outside world has color cameras and camcorders decades ago, I don't know if those Teutonian people who just came to Gensokyo have it, wait for the opportunity to see if you can buy one" nervously adjusting the zoom size of the picture, Ji Haitang muttered to himself.

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When Ji Haitangji, who was following over to collect news materials, had just prepared for the video, Feng Longde glanced at the energetic Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, nodded with satisfaction, and shouted, "Brothers!"

"Your Majesty!" Under the leadership of Flag Captain Li Sa, the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers raised their riding spears in their right hands one after another, and shouted back loudly while greeting Feng Longde.

Looking at the heavily armed Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, Feng Longde twisted his neck and continued: "At this time the day after tomorrow, I will complete the day's combat skills training on the training ground, and prepare to rest or do my favorite entertainment. Imagine where you want to go or what you want to do, and your wish will come true. ”

As he said this, he noticed that the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers had a distinct glint in their eyes, apparently imagining what they wanted to do after the battle or return home with their booty and pay allowances to reunite with their families.

Shrugged his shoulders as usual, Feng Longde knew too well the reverie of these recruits, and not only the recruits who had never fought before, but also the same was true of Boghall veterans like Zhu Henghong, but they would not put their psychological state directly on their faces and eyes.

Thinking of this, Feng Longde then shouted: "When you start the attack, pay attention to your formation! Charge with me! If you suddenly find yourself alone, facing the sun, galloping alone on the turquoise grass, and then see a large river in front of you that is not far as the eye can see, and on the bank there is a flat boat, on which stands a tall woman with short red hair in Edo period clothes holding a long-handled scythe as an oar, and waves to you." When he said this, a wicked smile suddenly appeared on Feng Longde's face, which had always maintained a rigid and serious face, "That's because you have arrived at the Santu River, and that big river is the Santu River, and that woman is the ferryman on the banks of the Santu River and the god of death who is responsible for extraditing the souls of the humans of Gensokyo to the Hades Palace, Onozuka Komachi - that is, you have already died!!"

"Hahahaha" Hearing Feng Longde's words, the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers invariably laughed loudly: most of them were local human residents who had lived in the Gensomura Human World since they were children and had been taught by Huiyin in the temple house, and the rest of them were also gradually localized external humans who had learned the basic situation here after living here for a few years, and naturally knew very well what the immortal king in front of them meant, so they all laughed out loud in understanding, obviously understanding what Feng Longde said, especially the flag captain Li Sa who was the leader laughed very loudly, and there seemed to be a sense of complete indifference in the laughter。

For these Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, they all reported to their undead kings in advance what they would do if they died, basically all of them chose to be reincarnated as a corpse witch who still retains their self-consciousness and memory after their death, and only chose the natural way of death for the Japanese to be buried in the ground, so whether it is the vast majority of Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers who don't have to worry about their own life or death or the Japanese Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers who know that their souls still exist after they die and will be reincarnated, they have no worries at this moment, and the tension in their hearts about going to the battlefield is almost swept away。

Glancing around the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers who were laughing recklessly, Feng Longde waited for their laughter to gradually subside, and then continued in a serious tone: "Brothers, what we have done today will forever be passed on throughout Gensokyo"

Just as Feng Longde continued his speech, Ji Haitangji, who was staying in a big tree not far from the glade where the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers were stationed, was trying to level the flip phone in his trembling hands, striving to record the picture more clearly.

"Big news, this is big news" tried his best to suppress himself and not make a sound, Ji Haitang's eyes widened and his slightly pointed ears were propped up, staring intently at the Teutonic man who was riding on the back of an undead war horse and holding a demonic ring-winged barrel helmet on his flip phone screen, "The video and audio recordings will definitely allow me to write a very wonderful report, and it is this Teutonic man's pre-war speech to his cavalry team, which is much more eye-catching than the regular news of the guy who is used to talking nonsense!"

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At the same time, far away in the depths of the forest, in the same glade, among a group of knights of the Guards who were sitting or standing on standby, a knight of the Guards wearing a barrel helmet with black goat horns suddenly stood up and began to shout at the other knights: "All mounted!

"There was no shout, no answer, as the black knights of the deceased, the knights of the guard only silently began to act after hearing the roar of their guard captain Yarman, making sure that all the weapons and equipment on their bodies were armed, and they led their undead war horses behind them, stepped on the horseback with the help of the upper horse stool, put a steel iris shield on their left arm, and took their respective steel super-long riding spears from the weapon rack, and then formed a neat conical formation in front of Yarman, but no one stayed there at the sharpest end and the front position, obviously reserved for their guard captain Yarman。

In fact, Yarman could have quietly passed on the orders of the undead king in the soul connection brought about by their respective oaths of equality, but he habitually shouted out - not only Yarman, the captain of the guard, but all the Teutonic deceased, whether they were the knights of the Guard who were black knights, This is true for the Teutonic technicians who are corpse witches or the lich mages who are lichs, even if they become deceased, they still retain most of the habits of being humans, only those who have gone through at least hundreds or even thousands of years of veteran deceased will rely entirely on soul contact to talk, or because their profession does not require frequent talking, otherwise, as far as the current situation of all the deceased in the Teutonic camp is concerned, in addition to following her own Nether Demon Queen Caroline to tinker with magic experiments, With the exception of the Lich Mages who studied and other work, the rest of the deceased behaved like ordinary humans in terms of their daily behavior, that is, they were more energetic.

As men who had been trained and experienced in combat since the existence of the Teutonic Empire, these knights of the Guards were arranged in a conical formation and maintained almost the same posture, like a forest of statues.

"Brothers!" Yarman said to his subordinates, just like Von Rond, who was also speaking to the Teutonic Tomahawk Rangers, "remember who we used to be?!"

"Teutonic Knights, Black Mountain Branch of the Chainar Continent, Fifteenth Chivalrous Knights!!" the Knights of the Guard roared in unison, even though they all wore barrel helmets on their heads, but they still couldn't stop their roar.

"That's right, until we wake up again, we belong to the Teutonic Knights, a knightly order founded by the ancestors of the family of the undead king, long before they became imperial royalty!A reorganized knight of the Knights of Temanias, the fiercest of the four knightly orders of the Holy See!" Jarman also roared loudly, brandishing the steel super-long cavalry spear he held in his right hand, and wearing the Kingguard's own black cross black dragon flag on a white background, which represented the Duwakin Ronelld family. Every generation of Teutonic knights, whether they are chivalrous knights, terrifying knights or elite knights, whether they are humans, the dead or succubi, they have all emerged and are remembered by us!"

"Yes!!" replied the Guards Knights, shouting loudly again, also brandishing their steel elongated spears in their hands.

"We will always remember their names and surnames, because it is they who allow the people of the undead kings in the empire to live in peace and contentment, and continue to explore the unknown territory, so that the empire can gradually move towards a better future. Yarman nodded, and then his tone changed: "But now?

Yarman's last words and his melancholy tone made all the knights of the Guard a little gloomy: although they usually have their own things and work to do, and have a lot of free time to engage in entertainment or rest that interests them, they all feel at a loss when they think that the empire is long gone, and that there is only such a group of remnants and the undead kings and nether queens, for them, the absence of the empire is like a part of themselves completely gone, and they always feel uncomfortable.

"But!Is this the end?!" Just when the Guards Knights generally began to feel a little depressed, Yarman's roar suddenly sounded in the ears and souls of all the Guards Knights like thunder, "Could it be that the disappearance of the Empire and the Teutonic Knights are now only our chivalrous knight detachment, does it mean that the Empire and the Teutonic Knights will never be in a good state from now on?!! Or is that what you think?!" )