readx; Mongisa V looked coldly at the dejected man in front of him, now his life and death are in his own hands, the once high and powerful regent is a thing of the past, the kingdom of holy grace, I am the only one. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Lunicion Aaron, until all things have been clarified, I strip you of all your titles, and command you to reflect at home. At the moment of the great enemy, I do not want any more divisions in us, and do not take my kindness as connivance. ”

Several knights grabbed Lunicion by clothes and took him away, half-dragging and half-handed. The crowd was silent, and they looked thoughtfully at the back of the former duke, who looked like a walking corpse. "The people of Asuna will not give us a chance to make mistakes, I will gather all the lords, those who do not want to come will need to pay the shield tax, I will unite all the forces that can be united! Our allies are sending a steady stream of supplies to the kingdom, and the warehouses of the Holy City are piled up with armor and weapons, but this is not enough, we are facing a barbarian army. Fifty years ago, in the Sumaila War, how did we treat these infidels? We killed, we indulged, we let that filthy blood flow down the ankles of God the Father. They want revenge, they want to take our land, they want to slaughter our people, they want to take our wives, they want to drop our children!

Everyone present knelt down, and the hall echoed with fanatical and belligerent shouts, "God the Father is with us!"

However, everyone who is sober knows that slogans can't solve problems, let alone solve the people of Assuna. With the help of Duke Ramonard, the kingdom's war machine came into operation. Sooner or later, the lords received orders to be drafted, and they either began to pack their bags, count their weapons, and prepare to leave the peaceful life of the manor, or they were unwilling to sacrifice their forces for the king, and instead paid a considerable fee in lieu of service.

With the arrival of Duke Clark and the cardinals, the military power of the kingdom was formally gathered under the royal banner. The Duke brought news of the recapture of Rothdorf, but most of the knights who guarded the town were killed, and the rest were missing. When the baron learned the news, he went to the tavern alone and drank until late at night.

Not many people remember a little squire named Rurik, no, not a squire, a knight, a valiant knight.

The Duke of Luncion seemed to be forgotten, and Mongisa V gained the prestige of his former deeds, and he traveled on the front line every day, inspecting the defenses of the Holy City, welcoming the armies of the lords from all over the world, and occasionally giving inspiring speeches, the nobles and the people began to re-examine the once forgotten king, and slowly accepted the seriousness and efforts of the young man.

"It's fun to be a king. "The weather is getting hotter, and this spring is strange." ”

The baron stood aside and drank a glass of cold well water, "What is the matter with you summoning me?" The king tossed the golden cup aside, and motioned for the attendant behind him to bring a plate of things, "I promised you a knight." But the formal ceremony has to be postponed, and I don't want people to think that you are the seed lord who was temporarily promoted to the knighthood before the war. ”

The squire handed the plate to the baron, on which were neatly laid the viscount's papers, lord's rings, formal and simple coats of arms, flags and burqas, and a few gold coins. "I have informed the heraldic officer of the kingdom, and the nobles of the entire kingdom will know that you have become a viscount, congratulations, Your Excellency Viscount Lildella of the Kingdom of Divine Grace. ”

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty. The new viscount kissed the king's ring.

"I'll give you a few days off, you have a good rest, and in five days you will go to the heretics on my behalf to rebel against their heresy, and I will send you additional assistants and guides. ”

"I hope to wait for your personnel in Rothdorf. Lille Dralen paused, but didn't say anything. The king didn't ask why, he waved his hand and ended the conversation.

Our Viscount of Lildella returned home. He changed into a new burqa and scrutinized the formal coat of arms. The official coat of arms of Mongisa V was not at all like that of a teenager, and in this world the official coat of arms was not generally worn on the body or on the flag of the battlefield, but was used only on the most solemn occasions of the family and nobility. At the top is a helmet, showing the identity of the owner as a nobleman with a sword. Garlands and helmets adorn the otherwise cold armor, with flanked by broken (broken means battlefield) draped to protect the entire underneath, below which is a shield and shield knights on either side, and below that are medals, pedestals, and inscriptions.

The shields guarded by the two knights were golden, which was the base color of the baron's original coat of arms. Above the shield is the baron's black double-headed eagle on a gold background, under the eagle's talons are two diamonds symbolizing the viscount, and the medal under the shield is the red maple leaf emblem of the Knights of the Holy City, indicating that the owner was once a member of the Knights of the Holy City.

The inscription at the bottom is impressively engraved with a paragraph, "The king's order may not be violated, and the father's order may not be reversed." But remember, even under the royal power, before the hegemon, people must not ask their own conscience. You can't deduce that you were just forced to be helpless in the face of God, and you can't deduce that it was an expedient measure at that time, and you can't shirk it. ”

It was a phrase that Lildella had once told Duke Ramonard, from the mouth of a king from another world. As an inscription, it appears slightly longer, but it is still carefully engraved on the coat of arms, timeless and immortal.

The Viscount took his new burqa, which was a simplified coat of arms, identical to his previous coat of arms, except for an extra diamond on the hilt. He put on his new burqa, packed his simple luggage, carefully wrapped the delicate box, and came to the stable.

He needed to go to a place, a strange village, Illinochi, the county of Iragon, the hometown of a young man named John.

The sister of a soldier who died beside him is waiting for news from her brother, as well as a gift.

Having asked for directions to the county of Iragon, the baron embarked on a new journey. At this time, the system, which was almost forgotten by him, suddenly sounded: "Pious knightly mission completed, reward, Polish, noble cavalry, ten."

Polish Noble Cavalry (Poland)

Category: Projection Cavalry

Equipment: Light chain mail (upgradeable), heavy horse, javelin, shield and sword

Notes: Although riding horses and charging with mounted guns were widespread in the West, these men maintained their traditional Slavic style of warfare. These excellent warriors form a rotating circle in front of the enemy, killing and wounding them with javelins and swords in close combat. Chainmail gave them the same protection as their contemporaries.

Although the task was inexplicably completed, he couldn't leave here easily. Reildra smiled wryly and continued to tug at the reins. His cavalry was already waiting for him not far away.

The Polish noble cavalry, a long-range and hand-to-hand cavalry, was undoubtedly well suited to the steppes, their equipment was lighter than that of the knights, and stronger than the light cavalry, so with proper logistics, they should be able to play a role in the rest of the road to the rear of the Arsunas.

The viscount kicked the spur hard, and the war horse under his crotch neighed, and the man and the horse gradually disappeared into the distance.