The location of the pledge meeting was chosen in a wasteland dotted with countless stones and shrubs about five kilometers from the Pass, the terrain here was very open, suitable for large armies to assemble and fight, more than a dozen alchemical flying ships roamed the sky early, and the golden griffin flag fluttered in the wind, adding a touch of bright color to the still gloomy sky at dawn.

According to Levi Ston's requirements, the troops that can participate in the final battle are all elites from a hundred, especially the core troops who are ready to break through to the outlaw pass, and the minimum level also needs to have the rank or strength of a regular knight to be selected. Twenty thousand knights of all nations in heavy armor stood in a neat phalanx on the wasteland, accompanied by equally heavily armed mounts, and the white mist exhaled from the mouths and noses of horses and men rose upward, and from a distance, it seemed to be the cause of the fog that enveloped the wasteland.

Although there are more than 20,000 people, the elite is worthy of being an elite, and the entire wasteland cannot hear any noise of talking and talking. Countless pairs of eyes stared at the towering Talon Fortress in the distance, waiting for the protagonist of the pledge meeting.

The rising sun renders the eastern sky a fiery rose, and it is like countless golden fingers reaching to the west, the light drives away the darkness, the stars disappear into the sun, the half-collapsed peaks around the Death Pass gradually turn from thick black silhouettes to ochre colors, thousands of heavily armed griffin knights gallop out from under the wide open gates of the Talon Fortress, the smoke and dust raised by the horses' hooves soar into the sky like straight spears, and hundreds of flags of all kinds fly overhead.

This is not the first time that the mighty Griffon Knights of Arthur's kingdom have appeared in front of the hosts of all nations, but the shock has not diminished much. Facing the griffin knights who came like a huge mountain of steel, the originally neat queue inevitably had a small commotion, and the outermost rows of knights couldn't help but retreat slightly, and the originally perfect array was concave and stretched inward, revealing a small but real flaw in the combination of several troops.

Such a flaw may not directly lead to a fiasco, but it will inevitably be exploited by the Griffin Knights, although the occupation is limited. But a decisive advantage.

Seeing that the troops under their command were exposed, many knight commanders, sub-commanders, and company commanders cursed in frustration, and they scolded their subordinates to restore their neat array, and on the other hand, they cast a mixture of envy and jealousy at the galloping griffin knights.

The guardian of the Arthurian kingdom, the regent Levi Stun, personally led this army, which can be called the most elite army on the mainland. The young regent was dressed today in a simple and delicate iron-blue armor, with an extraordinarily ornate griffin feathers fluttering on his helmet, and the armor was lifted high to reveal a resolute and resolute young face, with only a thin hairy touch on his lips. Behind him, the four captains of the Griffin Knights rode side by side, and the sniper archer Sir Grace held a silver fir longbow. The gray-green cloak on his shoulders contrasted with the bearded Count Cedric of the White Wolf on the other side, while the equally heavily armed Flame Wheel Knight Wilps and the Steel Fist Knight Delagonson rode on either side of the outside, their expressions extremely vigilant, painted with a round of red fire and a shield of iron fist on the outside of their arms, as if ready to block the arrows from both sides for Levi.

Protected by a wedge-shaped array of griffin knights, the kings, grand dukes, and lords of the continent came together to swear their lives on the warriors who were about to set out for the Death Pass. After several days of running-in. Few people are still lucky about the apocalyptic crisis they are about to face, and although many of them are pale from anxiety and inner fear, their expressions are at least determined. All mouths were tightly pursed, as if they could spit out an impassioned rhetoric at any time. ...,

Her Majesty Queen Fleihill I of Arthur's kingdom rode a silver-gray war horse and slowly walked out from among the many kings, and headed straight for Levi Ston. Her Majesty, who was also young, wore a set of silver-white knight's armor, but the buckles were not fastened in many places, and the ties were not fastened, as if ready to take off the armor at any moment, revealing the outfit underneath.

This is not surprising, as more than one kingdom had the custom of kings and queens guarding their capitals. These customs usually have a ceremony to hand over the sword representing the king's power, so many queens also symbolically wear military attire during the ceremony. And after the ceremony is completed, they will take off their military uniforms as a matter of course, revealing the gorgeous clothes they wear underneath. Arthur's kingdom was nothing more than a reversal of the genders of the king and queen - it was almost a well-established thing, and at this time, there was more than one kingdom that used marriage as an excuse to try to win over the young regent of Arthur's kingdom. However, they were all unusually adamantly rejected by Levi Ston.

In the mouth of the self-proclaimed Archduke Zandola, this firm refusal can only mean one thing, the regent and the queen of the Arthurian kingdom have long regarded each other as lifelong companions, otherwise how can it explain the absolute trust between the two of them that is enough to entrust life and death in the past period of time? You know, the relationship between the regent and His Majesty the king, the kingdom of Deldes needs to be purged with blood and life several times before the ass of the Grand Duke of Zandola can sit firmly on that throne.

Queen Fleihill rode slowly up to Levi Ston and looked at each other, each looking deeply into the other's eyes. In the next moment, without hint or warning, the two of them jumped off the war horse with neat movements at the same time, and then Levi shook the dark gray wool cloak behind his shoulder, bent his right knee in front of Her Majesty Queen Fleihill, clenched his crossed arm into a fist, and knocked his chest.

"Levi Stern, the head of the Griffon Knights of Arthur's Kingdom, led the Griffin Knights and all the soldiers of the Continental Alliance to pay tribute to Her Majesty Queen Fleihill I of Arthur's Kingdom, as well as the kings and archdukes of all countries. ”

"Salute to Her Majesty Queen Fleihill I, to the kings and archdukes of all countries!"

A neat and orderly sound burst out from behind him, and twelve hundred griffin knights tapped their breastplates on horseback at the same time, and then they were repeated by many more people, and the sound of tens of thousands of voices at the same time rolled through the sky like a thunderbolt, shaking the air around them.

Queen Freishier did not respond immediately, her emotions seemed to be a little unstable, her body stiffened, and her eyes stared at Levi Ston's face, and tears gradually overflowed from her eyes. Then she reached out her hands and took Levi's arm, then took a step back and gently unfastened the gold buckle on her shoulder.

The cloak embroidered with the crown coat of arms of the two swords of the King of Arthur slid to the ground first, and then the silver-white cuirass fell with a sonorous sound, but to everyone's surprise, Queen Fleihil took off her silver-white armor and revealed a black dress representing a widow, and a black moonflower with the flower language "Kiss of Death" pinned to her left chest near her heart, with a sad and resolute expression, not like a sworn ceremony, but like attending a solemn funeral.

Queen Fleihil's outfit inevitably aroused many people's suspicions, but the extremely solemn atmosphere of the scene made it impossible for them to ask their doubts at will, until a majestic trumpet burst into the clouds, sweeping away all the talk, whispers and noise, and tens of thousands of people held their breath and waited for Queen Fleihill to prepare the opening remarks. RQ

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