Immediately following the Golden Lion were ravens, black-clad knights carrying their yew longbows. Their armor is roughly the same as that of the Mohr Guards, except that their helmets are adorned with silver raven wings. They are the only knights in the Empire to use bows and arrows, and they are the pride of the Duchy of Steelland. In the recent Battle of the Snowfield, thirty Raven Knights had dealt a heavy blow to the Kugans under the command of Baron Fischer, so Hyde was no stranger to them. However, the troops now under review are not the subordinates of Baron Fischer, but the main forces of the Elector of Steelland and the Great Abbey of Mor.

The luster of turquoise shone on the dark blue armor, and their owner was a knight with a trident. The riders marching under the banner of the Mermaid Army are the elite of the sea nation of Nordland, and they are known as the Sons of Manaon with their armor adorned with golden scales and turquoise. Their heads are inlaid with shark fins, making these majestic horses look like monsters.

The Sons of Mannarn are the only amphibious knights in the Empire, skilled swimmers with men and horses, and their weapons and armor are protected by water magic. In this Great Holy War, these followers of the sea god contributed three squadrons, which seemed to be the fewest of the large knights, but this was not because of the poverty or disloyalty of the Duchy Nordland, but because of the surprise attack of the Dark Elves on the port where the Nordland army had been assembled a year and a half ago. In that battle, the Duchy of Nordland lost more than half of their knights, so now they can only use this little force.

Wave after wave of cavalry marched towards the camp, and behind the larger knights were various independent knights and mercenary cavalry, including the Salamander Knights, the Horned Eagle Knights, the Purple Rock Knights, and other various knights and wild mercenaries. These small independent knightly orders have very few troops, most of them are only one or a half cavalry squadrons, and few even rely on several knights to form a squadron array. The mercenaries have a large number of troops, but most of them will not exceed the size of two cavalry squadrons, and the mercenaries who lick blood on the borders of the empire are an indispensable part of the imperial military machine, and they also have a solemn position in the Great Holy War.

"The elite of the imperial court is about to appear, and the important moment is coming, Your Highness, do you remember what I said?"

Old Loren's low voice came through his ears, reminding Hyde to get ready. The white-haired old man squinted his eyes into the distance, and Hyde could see the excitement in his gaze.

"I understand, Lord Loren. ”

Hyde smiled and clenched the reins in his hand. He understood what old Loren's entrustment was, and he had been making up for the etiquette of the imperial court and the etiquette of knights in the past few days. It is an important matter to be awarded a sword by the crown prince in the camp of the Great Holy War, and this issue cannot be sloppy in the slightest. In fact, however, Old Loren's reminder seemed a bit redundant, for the more violent shaking of the earth and the great black shadow in the distance had spoken for itself.

"All soldiers, salute the sacred imperial court!"

With an old and solemn voice and the trumpet that accompanied it, the remaining troops who had lined up in front of the camp raised their swords in order. The armies of the Imperial Court appeared after the coalition of the principalities, their red and white eagle banners and white armor like a glorious river. Dozens of land battleships moved slowly through the center of the queue, black smoke of steam staining the tarpaulin of the sails in a dappled color.

"The immortal blood of Holy Sigmar, the most glorious sword of mankind, the ruler of the Old World, the master of three thousand realms, the undefeated commander of the Royal Army and the Royal Navy, the only lord of the ancient and noble electors, the unshakable pillar of the earth---- the holy and ancient imperial court, the immortal House of Reckland, the supreme throne ......"

Hyde whispered these adjectives to Rick's court in his mind, and the many titles made him a little confused, and his heart suddenly became a little nervous. There were about thirty words of praise for the imperial court at official ceremonies, and this was not to mention the titles of ten electoral principalities and thirty-five autonomous principalities of varying size, independent realms. In fact, old Loren could only remember half of these things, but Frey remembered them very well, and carried a pamphlet with her. She had taught Hyde a lot of memorization last night, but the young god didn't seem to have fully mastered it now.

"Forget it, anyway, I am not the one who spoke at the ceremony, and I only need to say two words to greet the crown prince, what do I remember so many things! Anyway, as long as I observe etiquette in my actions, it would be good!"

After a moment of self-comfort, Hyde regained his composure. The rolling army was getting closer and closer, and the huge ships of the land warships made a thunderous sound on the snowfield, and the moment was spectacular, and the grandeur was almost indescribable. The great Imperial Court, the Lord of the Sigmar Empire, has finally unleashed his majestic military appearance, and the machines of war and the warriors of war are about to cast the wrath of the Emperor on the northern land of the snowy fields.

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Countless finely crafted armor reflected the sun's light, and dense halberds and muskets resembled a forest of death. In fact, not only were all halberders, spearmen, and swordsmen wearing full body armor, but even musketeers and crossbowmen were wearing iron helmets, breastplates, arm guards, and shoulder armor. Each piece of armor and weapons shines with the coat of arms of the Holy Cross of Sigmar and the wings of the Black Eagle, with the aura of magical protection. Superior equipment was the hallmark of Rick's court, and the Elector's army was overshadowed by this magnificent spectacle.

Columns of cavalry spread out on both flanks of the infantry phalanx, and a squadron of forty Rick knights was like a river of steel as far as the eye could see. Their spears were all red, with small white flags shining at the ends, silver helmets with green olive leaf coats of arms, and red and white feathers fluttering proudly on the top of the helmets. Red and white are the colors of the Rickland family, and the wreath of olive leaves and the skull of Sigmar are the coat of arms of the royal court, which together form the decoration of the knights of the royal court. These well-disciplined knights were the most disciplined cavalry in the entire Empire, and over the centuries their neat charge had crushed countless of the Empire's enemies.

Behind the Rick knights was a queue of pistols, who also wore heavy armor, some of which were even armoured by both men and horses, like heavy knights carrying muskets. The elite of these musketeers, armed to the teeth with their carbines, two long-barreled pistols at their waists, and seven foot spears in their saddles, holding the reins in one hand and the armour-piercing mace in the other. The Heavy Musketeers are a unique class of Rick's main legion, and in addition to their powerful firepower, they charge no less than ordinary knights when necessary.

The light four-wheeled artillery carriages marched at high speed under the traction of six horses, and they were the proud cavalry artillerymen of the imperial court. Seiko's gun carriages and sturdy horses can keep up with the speed of the cavalry, maneuver at high speed, quickly occupy the position, and pour lightning fire on the enemy, this is the purpose of the cavalry artillery! The enemy that cannot be defeated under the cavalry's lightning charge is solved by their lead bullets, and the cannon fire strengthened by metal and fire magic is the nemesis of all dense and strong formations. To defend themselves against enemy bows and arrows at close range, the cavalry artillerymen wore simplified full-body armor like pistols, helmets with long brims, and small flags embroidered with black eagles and cannons fluttered around them.

The huge land-traveling ships moved slowly like moving fortresses, their bronzed sides covered with traces of flames, the sound of the wind on the towers and masts, and thick white smoke rising from the black chimneys. The hundred-foot-long, three-story ships were the result of the technology of the Imperial Court and the Dwarven United Kingdom, and their eight giant ships were powered by steam and magic, and their double decks were filled with cannons and muskets. The bow of each ship is adorned with a graceful bronze mermaid bow, and if necessary, they also spew fire that incinerates enemies.

"Is this a land ship? The equipment of the forbidden army is really extraordinary!"

Hyde stared intently at the massive war machine, the strong vibration and the smell of smoke hitting his heart. In fact, since the beginning of the war with the demon lord of Nanaki, Tamur, these mighty land ships have been the pride of the Empire, their massive bodies can crush the chaotic military arrays, their fiery fury can shatter the armor of demons, and the eighteen land ships are like a column of invincible fortresses, and their majestic figures are like the will of the Empire.

"Look, this is the overland ship I told you about! Look at it, because it's also made by Tyrill!

Hyde's thoughts were suddenly interrupted by an idle voice, which was the voice of his unruly cousin, Catherine. At some point, the beautiful red-haired princess had already slipped behind Hyde's back, gently tapped the armor of the young god, and then smiled and squeezed Hyde's eyes at a little surprised.