Chapter 37 Protecting the Nation and Martial Saints

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At the north gate of Paris, teams of troops marched out of the city one after another, all the way to the north.

After several months of gathering, resting, and preparation, the revolutionary army, with an unprecedentedly powerful army, under the leadership of the French god of war, officially sent troops to expel the captives and recover the lost land in the north.

Compared with the previous impassioned, bloody and tragic expeditions, this expedition seems more relaxed, more confident, and more fearless.

They have just won one battle after another, expelling the papal conspirators who weave conspiracies and want to enslave France, stabilize the chaotic situation in the country, and let everyone work together and work towards the same goal. And the one who led and commanded them was the legendary invincible god of war, the great Marshal Napoleon.

Now that Anne has been completed, this outside is not far away.

At the front, there are cavalry troops, under the eagle banner, there are formed cavalry phalanxes, from lightly armored scouts and chasers, to medium-armored hussars and lancers, to heavily armored cuirassiers and dragoons.

Behind them, there was a phalanx of infantry, a phalanx of spears, a phalanx of swordsmen, with bright armor and bright weapons, and they slowly walked out of the city with neat steps.

The ranged soldiers were slightly weaker, and the squad of archers, crossbowmen, and several stone cannons were carried and slowly followed behind the infantry.

Behind them, there is obviously a group of martial arts powerhouses, their armor, weapons, different, some have horses, some on foot, it looks very messy, but the momentum they exude is the highest, after all, in battle, they can often change the situation of the battle to a certain extent, and have a pivotal position on the battlefield.

And Marshal Napoleon and his generals are surrounded by them to protect against any possible accidents.

Seeing such a majestic military situation, everyone had a smile on their faces, full of confidence, and full of hope for the future, and even the generals around Marshal Napoleon couldn't help but talk to each other:

"This time, we have really gathered all our forces in France, and this time we will definitely be able to drive these British into the sea. ”

"It's a pity that it takes too long to build a navy, otherwise what if you directly kill the island of England. ”

"Let's take this step by step, let's drive out the British first, and then recuperate under the leadership of the marshal, increase our strength, build a good ship, and let those British Yankees taste the taste of being invaded at that time!"

"I hope these Brits have some courage and don't run away like the cowards of the Holy See. ”

"That's not it, the strength of the British is still quite strong. ”

"Strong? is blocked by a martial saint, can it be called strong?"

"This, there should be some inside information, even if it is the legendary heir of Roland, but a mere martial saint, it is impossible to stop this nearly 100,000 army. ”

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A handsome young man with blond hair said to Marshal Napoleon, who was surrounded by everyone: "Marshal, do you think we can win this battle?"

The pensive marshal raised his head and said with a smile: "O Eugène, are you afraid?"

"Isn't this right, I always feel that everything is going too well, the British are really blocked by the Roland heirs, and they have been watching over there, waiting for us to divide the victory and defeat with the Holy See, and then organize the army to fight them? It's obviously unreasonable for them to do this. The young knight spoke his mind.

"From my point of view, they are really blocked, not because they don't want to take advantage of this fisherman, but because they can't do it. The marshal slowly expressed his opinion, attracting the attention of the surrounding generals.

"Oh, but after all, it's just a martial saint, and they also have martial saints in England." The handsome Eugène Knight was still puzzled.

"Martial Saints and Martial Saints are also different, do you know what 'Martial Saint of Protecting the Country' is?" the marshal asked rhetorically.

"I know, like Germany's 'Dragon Slayer Martial Saint', Spain's 'Fantasy Knight', and our original 'Sharpshooter Martial Saint' in France, aren't they those Martial Saints who specialize in protecting the country and are willing to fight for the country. The young knight expressed his understanding.

"No, it's not like this, the 'Martial Saint of Protecting the Country' is not so simple to distinguish what to fight, but a division of strength, the strength of the 'Martial Saint of Protecting the Country' is stronger than that of ordinary Martial Saints, and only if you have the strength to protect a country by virtue of your own strength, then you can truly be called 'Martial Saint of Protecting the Country'. The marshal continued.

"How is this possible?" a beautiful female general next to him couldn't help but ask.

"That's why the 'Protector Martial Saint' is stronger, like those Divine Spear Martial Saints who were loyal to the royal family and fought for the royal family, they are just ordinary Martial Saints, far from reaching the level of the Protector Martial Saint. The marshal explained.

"What level is the Protector Martial Saint?" the beautiful female general continued.

"As we all know, ordinary martial saints can be blocked by enough masters below the martial saint realm, and under certain conditions, they can even be besieged and killed, and in the case of two to one or three to one martial saints of the same level, it is very likely to fall. The marshal paused and continued: "And the Martial Saints of the Protector are different, they can't be stopped, no matter how many masters below the Martial Saint Realm, even if they are Venerables, Great Grandmasters and the like, no matter how many, they can't be stopped, let alone besieged and killed." And it is difficult for ordinary martial saints to block the Protector Martial Saints who are going all out, at most it is just a stalemate for a while. Therefore, theoretically speaking, the Protector Martial Saint can easily kill any person below the Martial Saint Realm, no matter how high his status is and how many guards he has, it is useless. ”

"Although the protector of England has an amazing record, known as the god of the English army, and is indeed a very terrifying hero-like figure, his own strength is just a great master, if the heir of Roland really wants to take his life, it is very simple. ”

"But, but doesn't he also have a Protector Warrior under him, that Child of Light, Ku Chulin, he is also a former Irish Protector Warrior. Can't he stop him?" the beautiful female general was still puzzled.

"Hehe, what kind of martial saint is he to protect the country, a small country like Ireland, he is a martial saint in the whole country, of course he is the national protector martial saint of Ireland, his strength is slightly stronger than our French spear martial saint, far from reaching the level of the national protector martial saint, and the archery Robin Hood is even more offensive and weak, as long as he is close, he can be a sword. With the two of them, they can't stop Roland's heirs. Unless the Knights of the Round Table crossed east, there was no guarantee that the Lord Protector would survive the attack. "Marshal Napoleon's explanation is clear.

"In this way, we will not win this battle. The young knight couldn't hold back the joy on his face.

"Well, this is not necessarily, although this Roland heir is indeed our French protector martial saint, but he is not on our side. After all, didn't we just execute the last bloodline of the royal family a few months ago?" the Marshal didn't seem to be pinning his hopes on the Protector Martial Saint.