Chapter 674, the Darkness Within the Sword Body
After making the plan, the Legion of Ashes immediately began to arrange.
Fulgen led 30,000 people and arrived at the Vampire Coast in two groups on a battleship. This is a land corrupted by the undead, but it is sparsely populated. The lizard people are not interested in occupying ports far away from the jungle, and Luther- Apart from establishing a few pirate strongholds and treasure spots here, Harken rarely lived here for a long time. Apart from sporadic resistance, Fulgrim's army successfully approached the Vampire Coast without too much trouble. edge of the jungle.
The army camped here.
Fulgrim divided the army into several parts. The artillery regiment on the right had more than twenty Imperial cannons and a dozen mortars, as well as several dwarf cannons that Fulgrim spent a lot of time getting from the dwarves. He ordered The deputy head of the legion, Fernando Pirazzo, led ordinary swordsmen, halberds, pikemen, archers, and crossbowmen to camp at the front. The left wing was composed of hussars and Arabian cavalry under the command of the Golden Mage. , including some Arabian sailors and guards under Master Jin.
There is no doubt that the Arabian cavalry is the most well-equipped cavalry in the old world. The Arabi cavalry under the command of the golden mage are fully armed. Not only are they all wearing plate armor, but they also have a half-breed elf horse. Even the Kingdom of Knights couldn’t do it. Most of Britannia’s war horses were descendants of pure-blood elf war horses left after the elves retreated from the old world and Britannia’s native forest horses. After a few generations, the bloodlines were already very thin.
Likewise, the equipment of the Arabian cavalry is the finest in the Old World.
So if this is the case, why are Araby's cavalry still not opponents of the Britannian knights?
The reason is simple, Britannia has the Holy Grail Knight.
In the Red Flame Crusade, there was once a Holy Grail knight with sanctuary strength who hacked to death nine Arabian champion warriors single-handedly in one breath. , until the morale of the entire army collapsed.
Fulgen himself led the Phoenix Guard, the elite Great Swordsman and Walking Knights of the Ash Legion, and a small number of knight retinues. It is worth mentioning that this elite army of hundreds of people is all wearing full-body armor in purple and gold. Wearing hats or helmets, all wearing very gorgeous and coquettish multicolored helmet feathers, and everyone is equipped with a cloak printed with the flag of the Ashes Legion on a purple background, which is extremely brilliant and attractive from a distance. eye-catching.
The army camped in the forest for repairs, Fulgrim ordered his men to bury a large piece of gem ornament prepared by the lizardman on the beach, and then waited for the arrival of the vampire pirates.
At night, the camp was very lively. The soldiers of the Ash Legion lit a bonfire and sang and sang around the bonfire. No matter which human country you came from in the old world, everyone should seize the opportunity to relax at this time. Halfling Harpy and his Friends hold hands,
Standing on the table and dancing and singing, the soldiers laughed and drank the barley wine.
Even the imperial soldiers who had just surrendered quickly integrated into it.
However, Julius always felt a little uncomfortable. The expeditionary knight thought that the battle was imminent, even if the vampire pirates didn't come so soon, Fulgan would be too relaxed, right?
Turning around, Julius found that except for a few soldiers who were guarding the periphery and on the beach, most of the soldiers were enjoying a short happy time, and the frowns of the expeditionary knights deepened.
He decided to go to Forgan.
Fulgrim's big tent is located inside the camp, and it looks very luxurious from the outside. Several Phoenix guards of the Phoenix Guard are roasting chicken at the entrance of the tent. They spread honey on the surface of the roast chicken, and the fat of the chicken dripped in big drops. Between the bonfires, patches of sparks were splashed, and besides that, the melodious sound of the zither came from inside the tent.
Fernando Pirazzo was slightly surprised to see Julius appearing here. He reached out to take a roast chicken and broke off a chicken leg: "Your Excellency Julius, do you want a chicken leg?"
"..." Julius frowned slightly: "Is the legion commander in?"
"Of course, something?" Pirazzo knew that Julius and Forgan were relatives, so he couldn't stop him.
"Well, there is something."
"Please wait a moment." Pirazzo opened the curtain and went in, and came out within a few seconds: "The commander of the legion let you in."
Julius opened the curtain and entered the inside of the big tent. Thick animal skins were draped on the ground. Fulgen sat alone on the Maza. He played the marlin in his hand lightly. High to low, then high again, then turned into a rousing sound, and then stopped abruptly.
The moment the sound of the piano stopped, Julius came up with the words "standard ending" and "to be ue."
"Julius, what's the matter?" Fulgan put down the Marin: "Please sit down."
"It's nothing, it's just that I'm not used to being outside. I think you and your soldiers..." Julius sat down as he said, and the attitude of the expeditionary knights changed slightly.
"Too relaxed?" Fulgrim's mouth curled up. He took out the wine glass and took out a wine gourd from behind him.
This wine gourd is a gift from Lord Mazda-Moody. The fruit wine stored in this wine gourd can restore the magic power and psionic energy used very quickly. Of course, Fulgan can drink up the fruit wine in the whole wine gourd with two sips. , so can be used up to two times in combat.
Filling a glass of fruit wine and handing it to Julius, Fulgen smiled and looked at Ryan's brother-in-law: "In your imagination, what should war be like?"
Julius had been Fugan's groom for two weeks. He suppressed his displeasure and was about to speak, but Fugan waved his hand to stop him: "In your imagination, isn't it like this in war? The serf army is in order. Line up to withstand the enemy's attack, the knights got on their horses ahead of time, the ancient horn has sounded, you shouted the name of the lady of the lake and rushed to the battlefield, the enemy crumbled like a mass of slag?"
"..." Julius couldn't answer. In his imagination, an ideal war should indeed be like this.
"Then I ask you, what if this is the case? You prepare to attack the enemy, but find that your soldiers have not yet arrived. They have come from the Empire, Britannia, Estalia, Tyrell If you don’t have enough people, you won’t be sure of victory, but if you don’t fight all the time, your honor will be damaged, what will you do?”
"Some troops that usually owe wages and food are already on the verge of mutiny. You know that you need to appease, but without money, appeasement will not work. You can only use your kindness and power, but it seems that some of them are not good to you. Cook, you are very anxious!"
"Your officers are not united. Some of them are from Bordereau, some from Bastogne, and some from the Church of the Goddess of War, Mirmidia. They not only have conflicts, but also have their own backgrounds!"
"Of course, you also have your cronies, but not many."
"There are good armies, but there are also bad ones. The most elite army is your personal guard, and the worst is the mob led by the border prince and Estalia's mercenaries. You know that these are the most powerful. The worst soldiers may be unreliable, but you can't fire them all, because that would put the army at an absolute disadvantage, so what do you do?"
One question after another made Julius speechless, and the expeditionary knight pondered for a while, then said: "Then it must be the priority to ensure the combat effectiveness and loyalty of our own guards, and the miscellaneous soldiers can't make waves. of."
"Uh huh, hehehe~" Fulgrim was still laughing, and he laughed more playfully, and even because he was so handsome, Julius felt a little flushed and his heart beat faster.
"War is not that simple. My legion is pieced together by humans from all over the world. They are very different in terms of culture, belief or race, so I want them to gain mutual identity through many ways." Fulgan finally explained: "They know who they are fighting for. I unify discipline and improve their overall quality. Only when they have a sense of honor and unwavering belief can they be used by me. You need to let the soldiers agree with you. Julius, instead of just thinking about controlling your own people."
"Of course, I want to be thankful that I have a few brass lungs to ensure that my orders can be spread throughout the battlefield." Fulgan joked.
Brass lungs? several? Julius felt a little strange in his heart, but he thought it might be a metaphor, so he was relieved. Seizing this opportunity, Fulgan and him were hardly outsiders. He took the opportunity to speak and asked the doubts in his heart all along. : "Your Excellency Fulgan, I have been on the Holy Grail expedition for many years. My strength is not bad, even stronger than many ordinary Holy Grail knights, but I still cannot get the approval of the lady. What do you think about this?"
"Opinion?" Forgan sneered a few times, he picked up the wine gourd and drank the fruit wine gracefully in a goblet: "Do you really want to listen?"
"The lady asked me to come to you, there must be a reason for the lady." Julius replied.
"Then, let me ask you a few questions." Forgan nodded slightly: "I'll finish asking first, and you have to answer me one by one truthfully, yes or no."
"good."
"Do you think Ryan is a good knight?"
"Do you think Ryan is a womanizer? For example, there are too many women around him? For example, he is particularly fond of certain women's clothing and accessories?"
"Do you think Ryan likes to use some tricks to bypass chivalry and the laws of the kingdom to achieve his goals?"
"Do you think Ryan is a qualified husband?" Forgan finished asking the question: "You answer me first."
"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Julius replied earnestly, although he didn't understand the connection.
"Very well, the next four questions."
"Do you think that the lady in the lake has a special preference for Ryan, and the preference is a bit unjust and excessive?"
"Do you think that, as a descendant of the noble first-generation Holy Grail Knight 'Pure' Redmond, no matter how shameless, despicable and depraved you are, you are destined and must be a knight?"
"Did your family of the Duke of Wenford take advantage of Ryan's rise, search for a lot of benefits for yourself, and take the opportunity to continuously infiltrate his power?"
"Finally, have you ever felt jealous, thinking that if you are chosen to be the champion of Lady of the Lake, you will definitely be better than Ryan?" Forgan sat on the Mazar and soothed his body: "I'm done asking, you Answer."
Julius went through these four questions in his mind, and there is no doubt that the answers to these four are "yes", but when he tried to open his mouth to say the four simple words, he found that he would say no matter what. not come out!
The expedition knight was sweating profusely in an instant, and big drops of sweat soaked his back and clothes. He tried hard to give an affirmative answer, but there was something on his body that stopped him! That's the thing called vanity, that's the thing called arrogance, that's the thing called greed, that's the thing called envy, something deep down in Julius' ear Neighing, roaring, and cursing everything.
Julius' face was uncertain, and he pulled out the icon of the Fairy of the Lake from his body almost instantly, trying to calm himself down.
Fulgrim, the instigator, calmly ate dinner and sipped fine wine, his elegant and extravagant behavior made the somewhat shabby tent look spacious.
After a long time, Julius felt that the darkness in the deepest part of his heart was gradually going away. He walked up to Forgan and bowed softly: "I understand why I have never been able to get close to the Holy Grail. Thank you for your guidance, Forgen. Legion Commander."
"You trust your sword too much, Yuli." Seeing Julius like this, Fulgen's beautiful star-like deep eyes showed a trace of sadness and vicissitudes: "In your sword body, there is hidden Too much arrogance and darkness, only by defeating them can you approach the Holy Grail, otherwise you are doomed to die or fail in the long expedition.”
After Julius left with a sigh of relief, Fulgrim couldn't stop smiling.
"Hmph~ Tzeentch's conspiracy."
……… I am the dividing line that my uncle almost blackened………
A few days later, as expected, along with the thick fog on the coastline and a certain bone-deep icy feeling, an undead fleet gradually approached the vampire coast.
Those are dozens of undead warships covered in barnacles and corals! It was full of vampire pirates, with green flames from their eyes and green smoke from their mouths, and their figures were sometimes hidden by the dense fog.
"Here we come." Fulgrim led the soldiers of the Ash Legion to hide in the jungle by the beach. The Primarch, the Emperor's Son, squinted his eyes and watched the enemies approaching the coast.
In the dense fog, there was a series of hoarse boat songs.
"Ah~ ah~ our blood is icy cold~"
"Our plunder will never stop~"
"Ahh~ahhh~"
The undead warship gradually approached the coast. A vampire lord held a shovel in one hand and an ancient sage slate in the other. He jumped off the warship like crazy, and then rushed to the beach: "Ah~ yes, yes!!! I feel it, I feel it calling me!"
"It's Luther Harken!" Master Jin came to Fulgrim's side: "Shall we start to act?"
"No, wait any longer." Forgan waved his hand to signal everyone to hold on.
Luther Harken didn't notice the movement in the direction of the jungle at all, he was like going crazy, using the Old Sage slate to sense the position, then picked up the shovel and dug directly on the beach, while still talking to himself Yu Yu: "Maybe no one will believe my story at all, but honestly, it started off really badly."
"I used to be a whole person, but now we have become a lot." Luther Harken continued to talk to himself, digging hard at the beach: "But we all firmly believe in one principle, that is to obtain All treasures, one piece!"
Luthor Harken soon found the treasure of the lizardman buried under the ground. He was ecstatic, and picked up the treasure of the lizardman in one hand and the ancient holy stone tablet in the other: "Then, we will become one." !"
After finishing speaking, Luther Harken suddenly pulled out his scimitar and pointed in the direction of the jungle: "Shoot at those humans!"
"They will all be my recruits!"
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