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GOR Chapter 609 "Departure"
The day of departure!
The news of the Duke of the Tulip Family's army heading north had already spread far and wide under the deliberate propaganda of the Empire.
On this day, the grand departure ceremony attracted the attention of countless citizens of the Empire.
Outside the Imperial Capital, at the former garrison of the Imperial Capital, the reinforcements from the reserve forces and some of the local garrison forces have already been assembled. Of course, the local garrison forces only gathered the troops from the surrounding areas of the Empire. The garrison forces from other areas were directly mobilized to the North for the sake of speed.
Such a grand departure ceremony was also to stimulate the morale of the citizens of the Empire. On this day, in the military fortress where the Imperial City Guards were stationed, squads of fully-armed soldiers were ready to set off. They were lined up in rows and rows as they headed north in a grandiose manner under the watchful eyes of the citizens who had rushed over after hearing the news.
Seeing that the Empire's army was about to set off, under the deliberate orders of the officers, every soldier tried their best to raise their heads and puff out their chests, showing off their valiant spirit. Their polished armor and leather boots trampled on the ground, stirring up a faint cloud of dust. Such a majestic military appearance instantly attracted the enthusiastic cheers of countless people in the surroundings.
Some of the female citizens even prepared flowers in their hands and threw them into the formation. Looking from afar, this group of soldiers looked like they were walking on a road paved with flowers …
The waves of cheers came one after another, it was a boiling cauldron of voices. Some people even took the lead to shout slogans like "Long live the Thorned Flower, long live the Empire, long live the Tulip Family".
Everyone's face was filled with excitement and excitement ….
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"Sigh …."
Yaluoer sighed as he rode on his warhorse. He was wearing a silver cavalry commander's armor, equipped with a spear and a long sword, and a dark red feather on his helmet. The waves of cheers around him didn't seem to be able to stimulate Yaluoer's excitement. He looked at the formation in front of him, the mighty soldiers marching forward, and the unusually excited citizens on both sides. At this moment, Yaluoer's heart was filled with a trace of complex feelings.
The young faces of the soldiers — probably because they were young men in the reserves who had never been to the front line. There was no fear or nervousness on their faces, as if they were full of youthful vitality and high morale. These new recruits who had completed their training in the Reserve Force Camp did not seem to know what kind of cruel battlefield awaited them in front of them. Perhaps, under these innocent faces, they thought that war was about charging, winning, and then receiving cheers and flowers like today …
Perhaps, it would not be long before someone among these faces would kill or be killed on the battlefield filled with smoke and blood. There would be someone who would break down due to fear, holding a long sword in his hand and crying out his mother's name in fear …
And they were all young people …
Yalor tried to shake his head. As an officer who graduated early from the Military Academy, he was one of the few who had truly experienced a real battlefield. Only he knew what kind of feeling it was when the war drums sounded, whether it was the fangs of the enemy, the swords that were like a jungle, or the ferocious eyes of the enemy, you had to brace yourself and charge forward — what kind of feeling was that!
He also knew, in the shadows of swords, spears, and arrows, when the sharp blade in your hand cut into the enemy's body, when the stinking blood sprayed on your face — what kind of loss and fear was that in your heart for the first time!
He also knew, when you saw your comrades die one by one in a pool of blood, that kind of pain and hatred would torment you to the point of insanity.
He also knew, when you were in a life and death struggle with the enemy, when the enemy's weapon pierced through your armor and into your flesh and bones, that kind of inner torture of "Am I going to die?" would make you fall into a kind of despair that was close to breaking down ….
"Yalor, what are you sighing about?" A loud and clear voice came from beside him. Yaluoer turned around and saw Gabriel dressed in martial attire. Gabriel was clearly just like the other young recruits. His face was full of excitement and excitement. Although he was riding a horse, one of his hands couldn't help but tightly grip his longsword.
"I'm thinking …" Yaluo suddenly lowered his voice as his eyes swept across the young faces around him. "I'm thinking … when the war ends, how many of these young lives will be able to return safely to the embrace of their loved ones?"
Hearing this, Gabriel could not help but frown slightly. He looked at this student captain with slight surprise — as the only officer who had experienced the trials of war, Yalor's rank was the highest among this batch of graduates. He was also given the highest position, as the commander of a cavalry regiment, commanding a total of 2000 cavalrymen. His martial skills were not the highest among this batch of people, nor was his intelligence the strongest. However, in every simulated battle, he was always able to seize the opportunity to defeat his comrades. Perhaps this was the difference between a rookie and a veteran.
Thinking of this, Gabriel laughed and raised his voice: "Alright, my captain, don't act like an old man. You are only 30 years old."
Looking at Gabriel's young and hearty smile, Yaluo pursed his lips and revealed a faint smile.
However, his eyes were still not relaxed.
"Right, where is His Excellency the Duke? Did he not come to participate in this expedition ceremony? "Yalor asked casually.
The day before the expedition, after a simple graduation ceremony in the Military Academy, 11 students, including Yalor and Gabriel, were ordered to graduate early to serve in the military. From then on, the term 'Principal' was no longer allowed on the battlefield. On the battlefield, when facing a commander like Du Wei, one had to call him by his official title like the other generals. "Dean" was an affectionate form of address, which made other officers who did not graduate from the Military Academy think that they were biased.
"Yes, Sir did not depart with us. He has other plans. According to the agreement, we will meet at Yalor City, south of the eastern defensive line. "
Yalor nodded. He was satisfied that Gabriel had addressed Du Wei as "Sir". Once on the battlefield, the army was not allowed to address each other as "Brother" or "Brother"!
It seemed that this young Earl Rollin was a very understanding person.
According to Du Wei's previous plan, the reinforcements this time included a reserve division of about 20,000 people, and the local garrison division of about 30,000 people, which could be integrated into a division. Also, Du-Wei used all kinds of names to forcibly obtain a quota of 10,000 private soldiers from the military.
However, the route to the north was divided into four. One route had about 14,000 people, including a part of the reserve division and the garrison troops near the imperial capital. They had already loaded the warships at the docks of the imperial capital and headed east from the Lancang Canal. After going out to sea, they would directly rush to the northern frontlines. This way, the reinforcements could reach the eastern defensive line as soon as possible. The second route was the army that he was currently in for the 'Expedition Ceremony'. It was made up of two regiments from the reserve division and a portion of the garrison troops, a total of 16,000 people. They would travel north by land. As most of them were cavalry, their speed would not be too slow.
The third route was made up of the garrison troops near the north. They would not gather at the imperial capital and would directly rush to the north.
The fourth route … was made up of the 10,000 private army led by Du Wei. However, Du Wei did not reveal this plan to anyone.
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West of the city, behind Yue Ma Village, at the foot of Brokeback Mountain, Tulip Courtyard.
"At this time, that boring expedition ceremony should be over." Du Wei sighed.
Then he looked around. In the Tulip Courtyard, there were hundreds of magicians he had recruited, as well as the 500 cavalrymen he had always brought with him.
"Then, let's get ready to set off." He smiled and then looked at the magicians behind him with different expressions. These magicians were all recently recruited. Although most magicians were unruly by nature, fortunately Du Wei was also a magician. Moreover, he was a famous genius magician on the continent. At the same time, he was also the disciple of Magister Gandorf. This point basically eliminated the magicians' rejection of him. In the past wars, magicians were not willing to be dispatched by the imperial army. Even if they participated in wars, they would do things according to their own preferences. This was because the arrogant magicians could not tolerate being ordered around by ordinary generals.
But Du Wei was different.
What's more, now that they had pledged their loyalty to Du Wei, they had also taken so many high grade equipment.
"Everyone." Du Wei turned around and looked at the hundreds of magician robes in front of him. These robes were all made in a hurry. Each of them was also given a badge of the Tulip Family to show that they were the personal magician retainers of the Duke of the Tulip Family.
"Honorable magicians. Welcome everyone to this place. I know that there must be a lot of people who find it strange that I've gathered all of you here instead of setting off with the rest of the group … But I promise that the things you've seen today will definitely make this trip worthwhile! Hehe, you are all magicians. Of course, you can't ride a horse like an ordinary army. Therefore, I have prepared a special means of transportation here! "
After a pause, he deliberately smiled: "Moreover, this thing is not yet the time to announce it. Therefore, it is not suitable for us to set off with the main army. Now, let our departure ceremony begin … Honorable magicians, please prepare your luggage. Then, we will prepare to board the ship! "
Board the ship?
Some of the magicians couldn't help but have a strange expression. This is land, why board the ship?
But then, they saw Du Wei walk to the huge grassland in front of the courtyard.
Then, a magician wearing a white robe slowly walked out.
White robe … That is the symbol of a great magician's identity!
But what made these magicians puzzled was that the white robed great magician in front of them looked very old. His body was thin and small, his breathing was white, and his face was thin. There was even a faint trace of wretchedness.
More importantly, any White Robed Grand Magician is an extremely rare powerhouse on the continent. Every single one of their names is like thunder to the ears. Many of these Magicians used to be in the Magic Union, so it can be said that they should be very familiar with every White Robed Grand Magician recorded in the records. However, this White Robed Grand Magician in front of them is very unfamiliar. Not a single one of them recognizes him.
Hmm … Could it be an imposter?
"Hello, my colleagues." This wretched old man in a white robe first used the standard magician etiquette to bow to everyone. Regardless of whether it was real or fake, the other magicians hurriedly bowed their heads in return. After all, there were no white robed magicians in the retainers.
"Now, everyone is about to see the new magic war weapon of the Tulip Family. Because its appearance has never been publicly shown before, everyone, please don't be too surprised. Hehe, of course, now it is no longer a secret. Because after we go to the battlefield, its appearance will be spread throughout the continent. "
After saying that, he coughed, "Finally, let me introduce myself. My name is … Gege Wu, a magician of the eighth level on the continent."
This wretched old man in a white robe was impressively the mouse prime minister Gege Wu!
After years of unremitting efforts, and with the help of the green robed Gandorf, his transformation technique finally had a breakthrough. After transforming back into a human and taking the fountain of youth to solidify his body, he was finally no longer trapped in a mouse-shaped body.
Gege Wu?
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