May, the capital of Brittany, in front of Culona.
The Lion Flag fluttered in the sky. Under the brilliant and intense setting sun, the army of the Knight Path gathered here.
The lion flag, which symbolized the Knight King, the flags of the various duchies, the iris flag, which symbolized the fairies in the lake, and the golden iris flag, which symbolized the Holy Grail, which symbolized the Sun Wang Laing himself, lined up in a row.
A small blue raven flew across the sky, its blue eyes rolling around. Below it, tens of thousands of knights were being inspected by the Sun Wang Laing and the marshals of the Knight King.
"Dong ~ dong ~ dong ~ dong!" The sound of footsteps was like the sound of a mountain bell. Tens of thousands of people walked in unison. The orange light of the setting sun filled the square, shining on the brand-new breastplates and sparkling weapons of the soldiers. Rows after rows, thousands of square formations, hundreds of battalions, and dozens of legions were all ready to go.
"Dong ~ dong ~ dong ~ dong!" The serfs were wearing brand-new equipment and holding the weapons passed down from their ancestors. Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help but feel their blood boil. Ever since the Sun King ascended to the throne, tens of thousands of serfs had received the honor of being promoted to free people.
Today, these serfs were full of expectations. They would prove their loyalty through war, courage, and faith, just for the chance to get rid of their lowly status.
The free people held their heads high and strode forward, the flames of ambition burning in their eyes.
Wealth, status, and glory were on the other side of the sea!
Not to mention the elite infantry of the various duchies. After many trials of blood and fire, they had already proven that they could hold their own.
At the end of the line were the most honorable and regarded as the highest status of the Old Guard. Although there were only two thousand of them, these veterans had participated in at least eight battles. Their formation was the most orderly, and their military posture was the most standard. They didn't even move at all. The impression they left on everyone was that apart from the pressure on everyone's nerves, there was also the spirit of the army that had materialized in the air.
Dozens of knights, who were wearing brightly polished armor and pasted as many parchments as they could on the outside of their robes, slowly walked past. They were chanting the names of the Goddess of the Lake or the Sun King Leon. Many of them were also chanting the names of their duchies and their families. The squires could not help but shout as well. They were eager to contribute to the army so that they could get their own spurs. The ranger knights' blood was boiling. They were ready to contribute to the army.
Even the knights of the kingdom and the knights of the Holy Grail couldn't help but look at the Sun Wang Laing standing on the high platform. The 35 knights of the Holy Grail lined up in a row. each of them was the pillar of the kingdom and the spiritual support of the knights.
They felt the call of the war.
The raven continued to fly. It slid down from the flag.
Thousands of square formations and tens of thousands of troops were in front of the Brittany's artillery. Behind the 55 god-blessed catapults, there were a total of 70 mortar cannons, 48 heavy cannons, 33 organ cannons, and 19 hellstorm rocket launchers.
They were like chess pieces on a chessboard, densely packed in front of the square.
The raven looked at this scene and blinked. It spread its wings and continued to fly.
Higher up, facing the setting sun, the raven crossed the river embankment, crossed the clear sky, and flew past the great Knight King.
The warships roared. The waves roared in the angry foam, competing with the fierce wind.
The first fleet of the Brittany Sea God, the second fleet, and the two ironclad warships Enterprise and Varyag. The giant steel beasts were spewing smoke into the sky. The black barrels and sturdy armor showed their great power.
In addition to the dozens of warships, there were hundreds of passenger and cargo ships. They would be the main transport carrier, bringing the knight's army to the distance.
The raven croaked a few times, flapped its wings, and flew in the direction of Obien. The moment it left the Brittany's territory, the raven's body emitted chaotic five-colored flames.
Is this the Sun King and his army?
Frey Mann was right. This is not something we can compete with!
But, if the Sun King and his army are lured into the depths of Obien, then defeated by me and my army, what will happen?
If I can pull this Sun King down, Master will definitely reward me! "
Reward me, the greatest Archmage of Light in history, Egrim Von Horstmann! The most loyal and loyal servant of the Raven God!
Sun King, the place where you will fall has been chosen by Master's Chosen Champion, Zainaik, for you.
In addition to us, there is also the Demon Prince who escaped from his cage. He will be happy to join us.
We will wait for you in Obien!
"Caw! Caw! Caw!"
The cawing of the crows in the distance made Leon, who was standing on the high platform, involuntarily look into the distance. However, the entire sunset was filled with the cawing of birds, and the distance was too far. Leon could only vaguely feel that something seemed to be watching him just now.
There were too many things watching him. Laing did not pay much attention to it. The King was inspecting the army. At the same time, the whole platform was full of generals.
After following Laing for so many years, Brittany had produced countless military geniuses.
In this expedition to Obien, the six marshals, François, Bodrick, Kalard, Rokossovsky, Bertrand, and Davu, would be accompanying him. Except for Luo Shuai, each of them would command a large army consisting of thousands of people. Bodrick would be in charge of commanding the navy. In terms of magic, Laing surprisingly did not choose to bring Teresa or Aurora to deal with the humid and cold environment of Obien. He also did not choose to bring the Lake Goddess Witch Morgiana's team of Lake Goddess Prophet. Instead, he chose to send Veronica and her 300-strong team of witches. He also brought Olica along. The Dark Elf maid would be responsible for collecting and analyzing Obien's cultural relics. At the same time, her dark magic would be more effective in a place like Obien.
When she heard that Laing wanted to bring her along, Olica smiled so widely that her eyes were squinted. She held onto Laing's arm and kept calling him master. The Dark Elf had an expression that said, "Master is mine. You are no longer suitable for this version." She deliberately provoked Morgiana, which made the Lake Goddess Witch very unhappy.
On the contrary, when they heard that Laing wanted to bring Olica along, both Teresa and Aurora heaved a sigh of relief. Sylvia, who was one step behind Suria, also relaxed. The head maid looked at the smug Dark Elf and thought, Hurry up and leave! Don't torture me anymore!
Ah! Remember to ask her to break the leather lock on me before she leaves! Sylvia thought sadly, Miss and His Majesty did not do anything about it and allowed her to bully me!
"Master, master!" Olica lay on Laing's back. The Dark Elf licked her lips and said in his ear, "There are actually many useful things in the depths of Obien. You made the right choice to bring me along!"
"Oh, is that so?" Laing felt Olica's exquisite body pressing against his back, especially the two big soft lumps. The Knight King could not help but say, "Alright, Olica. This expedition will probably not last long. We have to discuss military matters next."
"Master …" Olica thought for a moment and asked in Laing's ear, "Is your Lady Lilith going as well?"
"Correct!" Laing nodded and continued, "Lilith will help us fight against the serious corruption of Obien and the ancient curse."
"Tsk, I can do it too." Olica was not convinced. The Dark Elf said in Laing's ear, "Master, the scheduled date is coming soon. Can you do me a favor?"
"What scheduled date?" Laing was a little confused.
"You will know when the time comes." There was a rare seriousness in Olica's voice. "You must help me, master. Otherwise, you may lose your Olica forever."
"So what is it? You have to tell me," Laing said helplessly.
"Not now, master. You have to wait for her to make up her mind." Olica said a few more words and got up from Laing's back. She had to make preparations. "Master, you must remember not to completely believe Lilith's nonsense."
Laing looked at Olica's back and did not say anything. Instead, he called everyone for a meeting.
This time, Brittania would send out about 40000 soldiers, including two Sea God fleets. It could be said that a large number of troops had gathered. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Leon deployed the battle order and battle strategy.
Sun Wang Laing would personally lead the Brittany Royal Guard Legion, which was made up of part of the Bastogne Legion and the elites of the northern nobles. There were about 11000 people, including the Old Guard and the First Guard Lance Cavalry Regiment, as well as Veronica's Witch Legion and Olica. Marshal Rokossovsky would be the deputy.
Marshal François would lead the armies of the Vanford Duchy and the Palawon Duchy into the Second Legion, which had about 7,000 people under its command.
Marshal Callahan would lead part of the armies of the Bastogne Duchy, Gisoleix Duchy, and Montfort Duchy into the Third Legion, which had about 6,000 people under its command.
Bertrand would lead the Fifth Legion, which included the elites of Bereon, Bordero, Kakason, and Le-Angouland, which had about 6,000 people under its command.
Davu would lead the Sixth Legion, which was the Muxilon Legion, which had about 3,500 people under its command.
Then there was Marshal Bodrick's Navy.
During the military meeting, Laing said to everyone, "This time, we will be conducting a large-scale battle across the sea. This war is not only to fulfill the agreement with the Purple Phoenix of the New World, but also to promote the spirit of chivalry and bring the purification of justice to Obien Island. At the same time, Lauen went deep into Obien Island last time and found a large number of Chaos Altars and fortresses left behind by ancient saints in the thick fog. This time, we will clarify everything in the name of the Lady."
"Your Majesty, where do you plan to land?" François was calm and composed. His father-in-law set his eyes on Obien Island. Last time, the northern nobles and knights went on an expedition to Obien Island and obtained great benefits. This time, it was the turn of the southern nobles and knights to play the leading role.
Of course, in reality, following Laing could bring about great benefits. His father-in-law had not even used up all the dividends from the Eight Peak Mountain expedition, let alone the dividends from the future. However, there was no such thing as too much money.
"Seems like landing on Corpse Demon Island might be a good choice?" Kalard looked at the map.
Corpse Demon Island was located in the south of Obien Island. It was an independent island, but it was generally counted as part of Obien Island. There were several strongholds built by the Nosikas there. Lauen had plundered and destroyed them last time, but he did not leave any troops behind to guard them.
Lauen's actions were understandable. After all, the plan of the Obien expedition was to burn, kill, and loot along the entire coast of the island. He had never planned to go deep into the dangerous and mysterious interior of Obien Island.
However, it was different this time. The army of chivalry would go deep into the thick fog of Obien Island. Thus, Kalard believed that they must first occupy the rear and have a stable springboard.
"Corpse Demon Island? But that place is full of swamps, and the weather is rainy and stormy all year round. There are also many swamp demons and human-skinned wolf tribes on the island. " Marshal Bodrick, Duke of Bordero, also came with his son Fedmond. He shook his head. "That place is not suitable for a temporary naval port and logistics base."
"Then what should we do? We can't not have a rear. " Marshal Bertrand shook his head. "Your Majesty, Obien is a very strange place full of fog, especially after two kilometers of the coastline. We basically have no map or intelligence, so the information we can get is very limited."
"Rear? Don't we have a ready-made rear? "Laing pointed at the southeast of Obien Island.
There was a specially marked settlement and stronghold, Newland.
It was a new province that the Empire had spent hundreds of years to build on Obien. The population was about three to five thousand. The former chief wizard of the Empire, Cernus Gehrman, had always been dedicated to exploring Obien's secrets, especially after he lost to Galt and was forced to step down from his position.
"Your Majesty, you mean … we can borrow the Empire's port and stronghold?" François immediately understood what Laing meant, but his father-in-law did not agree, which was rare. "But … will the Empire be willing?"
"The Empire and we are in a military alliance, and our relationship has been very good in recent years. Ever since I took the throne, there has never been a fight between more than ten people on the border." Laing knew what François was thinking. Knight King smiled. "Borrowing Newland as a logistics base, the Empire will not disagree."
Everybody nodded. Laing did not even need to show up. He only needed to say hello.
"I just feel that we have mobilized so many troops to explore the depths of Obien, but in the end, we have to let these people from the Empire have a share of the loot." Francois spoke his mind frankly. The old man stroked his goatee and shook his head helplessly. "I always feel like we're the ones doing everything. They'll definitely send someone to follow the army. It's too easy."
All the marshals nodded. Even Kalad could not help but agree. If the Empire gave Newland to Brittany as a logistics base and a naval port, they would have to give at least ten percent of the loot to the Empire. Moreover, they would also have to allow the Empire to participate in solving the mystery of Obien. This was the rule.
Laing glanced at François. Talleyrand's words were still lingering in his ears.
Indeed, the problem of being greedy had already shown itself. If it was before, they would be happy to have the Empire's help and a stable logistics base for no reason. But now, their mentality had changed. They wanted more and wanted to take it all for themselves.
I can do it, I can do it. Why should I share what should be mine?
Fortunately, everything was still under Laing's control.
Thus, the decision to rent Newland from the Empire was finalized. After the meeting, Laing immediately found Morgiana and Suria. The Knight King held the hands of the Lake Goddess Witch and the Knight King respectively and said seriously, "Morgiana, Suria, we will try to return as quickly as possible from the Obien expedition this time and end the battle as soon as possible. However, such a large-scale expedition cannot be hidden from the eyes and ears of the Old World."
"Therefore, when I am not around, you will have to bear the heavy responsibility of protecting the kingdom." Laing continued, "So, I have made some arrangements in advance. There are also some things that I want to tell you."
"Speak, my husband."
"I will listen to you, Laing."
"I need you to do the following …"
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