Early in the morning, the golden sunlight shone on the eastern corner of Oliska. The low sound of a bugle horn filled the entire sky of the capital. Birds flew in fright and clouds scurried away. It was not an ordinary bugle horn, but two "Zanna" horns that stood in front of the Dawn Fortress. They were as tall as arrow towers. The Zanna horns would only be blown when the Imperial Army set out on an expedition. Only warriors above level-15 could blow them. At this moment, the ancient bugle horn sounded in the ears of everyone in the capital, causing everyone to look solemnly at the main road of Oliska — the King's Avenue!
The King's Avenue started at the foot of Dawn Mountain, passed through the four districts of Oliska, and extended straight out of the city. It passed through the moat and disappeared into the grassland outside the city. The army of the crusade against Mason was slowly moving out of the city along the King's Avenue, with Julian at the front. His Highness, the second prince, was wearing a set of indigo armor. The armor was embedded with light blue origin crystals, and there were silver-white patterns that were full of power like lightning as decorations. This was the Starwing Armor, the spoils of the spring hunt. Julian had a snow-white cloak hanging down behind him. He was riding on a handsome snow-white warhorse, and a longsword, Silver Snow, was hanging from his waist. Although it was also a well-made sword, it was not on the same level as the dragon flames he had given to Allen.
Behind Julian was the Frost Dragon Army's General Woodrick, who was also the commander of this crusade. Woodrick was still wearing silver armor and a light blue cloak. The only difference from the last time he saw him in the emperor's study was that there was a huge sword behind his warhorse. This huge sword was as wide as two palms, and the hilt was embedded with an Ice Soul Crystal the size of a goose egg. This caused Woodrick's huge sword to always be surrounded by a cloud of icy mist, which was also the origin of the huge sword's name, Frost.
Compared to the majestic General of the Dragon Army, the man on the horse beside Woodrick did not look as good as the general. This man was tall and slender, and his flaxen hair was tied up carelessly at the back of his head without any trimming. There was a lazy smile on his face, and his eyes were always half-closed. Who knew how long it had been since he trimmed his beard, making him look a little sloppy.
He wore a dark black battle suit with a silver droplet necklace around his neck and a black leather robe on the outside. Armor was sewn on the shoulders and chest area of the long robe, providing a bit of defense that was better than nothing. There were no swords on the man's body, only a row of daggers tied to each side of his thighs. He had an opium pipe in his mouth, and he had the leisure to smoke while riding on the horse.
He looked like a wandering mercenary, but in reality, he was Night Shadow of the Ten Saints. At the same time, he was also the guardian expert of the Boleyn Family, Belle Kai. He was Y'lisabet's uncle, and he finally arrived at the capital before the expedition. Belle Kai did not have any official rank, but his status as one of the Ten Saints or an elder of the Grand Duke was enough for him to travel with Wudrick.
Allen rode behind the two of them. He sat high on his horse, wearing a silver-gray robe that Julian had given him before the expedition. The vertical collar of the robe was wrapped with golden threads, and the chest and cuffs were decorated with golden patterns. A black belt inlaid with gems and embroidered with silver threads tightened the robe, and the devil's praise, which had always been pinned to the back of his waist, was tied to the side of his right leg this time. The sleeves of his long robe hung down, naturally concealing the appearance of the Origin Tool. Gojoseon and Dragon Flame were staggered behind Allen. Although Dragon Flame was also a good weapon, it was a pity that compared to Gojoseon, its symbolic significance was more than the use of the weapon itself.
Regis, Lola, Fares, Nairi, and the other five Azure Dragon Knight followed closely behind Allen. Beside them was a carriage with Lucy and Father Miro in it. Father Miro had recently been broadcasting the gospel in the imperial capital, and the people of the imperial capital had heard of Christianity in the south and Vera's ability to peek into the future, so Father Miro's arrival was not considered abrupt. In addition, Miro was good at talking. Over the past few days, two counts had become his believers and promised Miro that they could build churches in their territories.
This was the initial infiltration of Christianity into the North, and it was a milestone for Miro to be proud of. Originally, this crusade against Mason had nothing to do with this huckster, but Miro decided to go, saying that he wanted to bring the gospel to the three cities of Mirahan occupied by Mason and pray for the people who suffered from the war there. Allen himself didn't believe such nonsense. He knew that Miro was planning to attract a large number of believers after the war. After the war, people's hearts were at their most fragile, and it was a good time to spread faith. Of course, Allen wouldn't point it out. The greater the power of the Church, the greater its influence. It was beneficial to him without any harm, so how could he refuse?
Behind Allen and the others were the ten Steel Edge Warriors who were still wearing dark cloaks. These steel soldiers were silent all the way, and they didn't even have any aura emitted. However, their footsteps were almost identical, and they stepped out with a dull sound, naturally revealing a cold and murderous aura. Even the High Azure Race's throwers and Allen's soldiers subconsciously kept a subtle distance from these weapons of war.
Alongside Allen's team were twenty Golden Scorpion Swordsmen from the Boleyn Clan. Apart from wearing black uniforms embroidered with the symbol of the tail flower, they also wore light armor of the same color for this expedition. Everyone rode horses. These swordsmen were all young talents of the Boleyn Clan, and it was quite interesting to see them gather together. Walking along King's Avenue, the soft cries of young girls could be heard from time to time from the crowd on both sides, but they stole the limelight more than Night Shadow, the Ten Saints' expert.
Behind the Golden Scorpion Swordsmen was the Silver Scorpion Flower Infantry Regiment of the Boleyn Clan. This three-hundred-man infantry regiment was dressed in silver-gray armor. They held the Boleyn Clan's tail flower flag high, reminding people not to ignore this ancient family of the empire.
Behind them were about a dozen nobles who had volunteered to join the crusade against Mason, as well as their own private armies. There were about a thousand noble troops gathered together. They walked together, their armor of different colors, and they held high the war flags of their families. They looked like a miscellaneous army. However, Tangerio allowed them to travel together, not because of their combat strength, but because they represented the attitude of the empire's noble class.
Of course, the main characters of the crusade were still the two thousand Frost Wind Dragon soldiers, as well as a mixed legion from the Black Wolves Army, the Bear Armor Army, and the Lion King's Army. Their armor was uniform and their formation was neat. They raised the golden flag of the two lions that represented the royal family and marched majestically down King's Avenue. At the end of the team was the logistics unit and all sorts of siege equipment. The crusade set off from Mount Dawn and pulled out a long dragon. Under the continuous sound of horns on the mountain, they left Oliska in the morning light.
On Mount Dawn, on a semicircular terrace of the Dawn Castle Imperial Palace. A pair of eyes took a panoramic view of the long dragon that was heading out of the city. These eyes almost spat out flames. Howson clenched his fists so tightly that his fingernails sank into his palms. He suddenly smashed his fist against the balcony's stone railing, and a few shocking cracks appeared on the entire stone railing with a cracking sound. The Great Prince's aura rose, and he panted like a red-eyed dragon.
"Your Highness Howson, are you alright?" Just as he finished speaking, Diego wanted to slap himself in the face. What a stupid question. It was obvious how Howson was fine at this moment.
Howson sneered, "Don't say such stupid things next time. How can I be fine? Logically speaking, I should be the one going out this time, not that sissy Julian! What exactly did Father think? He agreed to let Julian go out to battle, but he refused my request. Didn't Julian get the head of the spring hunt? It was his subordinates who helped him get it. Could it be that he is more qualified to fight than me? "
"Perhaps His Majesty has his considerations." The woman from the Lion King's Army said softly. She had been seriously injured in the last battle against the ferocious beast Vanishing Shadow in the Silver Winter Mountain Range and had yet to fully recover. He didn't wear armor, and the smell of herbs could be smelled under his thin clothes.
"I know what Father thinks. In the end, he's afraid of my relationship with Marshal Roderick." Howson said in a deep voice, "He definitely doesn't want to see me get too close to Marshal Roderick. He took out Nabott's policy of cutting troops at this time to warn Marshal Roderick. Since Father can remove the military power of the Lords, he can also take back the power of Marshal at any time. "
"Your Highness is very far-sighted." Diego intended to make up for his slip of the tongue.
Unexpectedly, Howson looked at him coldly and didn't say anything. He just flicked his sleeves and left. Seeing the smiles on the faces of the few people beside him, Diego gritted his teeth in hatred, but he could only smile bitterly. In the Silver Winter Mountain Range, he was caught off guard by Lola and Adele, so much so that he was unable to support Howson. In the end, the First Prince didn't get a single point in the spring hunt, but he vented his anger on Diego.
Diego still didn't give him a good look, and he felt quite helpless. In fact, after he understood the whole story of his encounter with Vanishing Shadow, Diego asked himself that even with his assistance, he wouldn't be able to change the outcome. However, Howson didn't think so, and he wouldn't think so. Who told him to disappear when he fought against Vanishing Shadow? It was fortunate that Hawson didn't kick him away, so he still had to endure this anger.
A moment later, Hawson left the palace. Diego and a few experts followed closely. Apart from the heavily injured elite of the Lion King's Army who stayed in the palace, the others followed the First Prince out of the palace. The team headed straight for the Royal Hunting Ground. Without a chance to go on the expedition, Hawson planned to vent his anger on the wild beasts in the hunting ground. On this day, the wails of wild beasts rang out in the hunting ground, and they became Hawson's punching bags.
After spending the night in the forest, Hawson headed straight for Nalan Cuihu the next day. Diego had tried to dissuade him because it was the territory of the Barbarian Elephant King. However, Howson said coldly, "I can't kill Vanishing Shadow, can't I kill a Barbarian Elephant King?" Hearing this, Diego didn't dare to persuade him any further and could only follow behind the team with a bitter expression. Hawson seemed to intentionally embarrass him and walked alone. The others followed closely behind him, leaving Diego behind by a large margin.
Diego looked at the clamor in front of him and could only sigh at his bad luck. He didn't want to suffer Hawson's ridicule again, so he slowed down his horse and let the warhorse trot all the way. In this way, while Diego was still on the way, Hawson had already seen Nalan Cuihu. He was in a bad mood, and even the beautiful scenery of the lake could not make him happy in the slightest.
At this moment, the water in the lake suddenly splashed, and someone broke out of the water. Under the bright sunlight, his long hair was thrown into a beautiful arc, and the water droplets flying all over the sky made Hawson unable to help but take a few more glances.
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