Chapter 818, The Glory of the Holy Grail Belongs to All (5,400-Word Chapter)

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More than ten years ago, serfs were insignificant to Brittania. In the territory, they were regarded as livestock, property, and food for their own income. Serfs were lowly and could freely Driven, conscripted, sent to the battle to die first, and then convenient for the knights to charge from the side or from the back.

But now, the era of change has come quietly under the changes of His Majesty Ryan. I don’t know when it started, and the serfs found that their tithe tax was changed to a fixed tax. The knights have begun to be forced to pay attention to the role of the serfs in the war.

The Principality of Bastogne is a principality that pays great attention to tradition. Paying attention to tradition means standing still, changing slowly, and decaying. But paying attention to tradition also means that people here are very proud of their hometown, their own culture and customs. The knights of Stoney have always been proud of their special status in the kingdom. This is the hometown of Arthur, the first generation of knight kings. This is the land of Longxing in Brittany. The entire principality ranges from the Duke of Red Dragon to all the serfs. They are all proud to be from Bastogne.

The village of Tyne and Wear is a place proud of its history, ruled by the famous Baron Gascoigne of Tyne and Wear, a household name throughout Bastogne, and not because of Gascoigne How valiant and virtuous Baron Coyne is, just because the Baron is an out-and-out alcoholic. The local serfs often jokingly say that Mr. Gascoyne has only two states in his life: "drunk and crazy" and "Drunk unconscious".

However, this Baron Gascoigne not only knows how to get drunk, but also knows how to extort money. He regards Tyne and Wells as a cruel lord who takes pleasure in debt collection and even taxes poor people who can't open the pot. The serfs resent and I hate him, but the baron's uncle is the earl's vassal under the Red Dragon Duke Berhemond, and Gascoigne enjoys the legal right to rule this territory.

And just today, an old guard, riding a strong war horse, wearing a full uniform and dwarven rune vibrating gold half-body armor, with a large backpack and a roll of blankets on his back, returned to his hometown.

His name is Nicholas, and he is from a serf family in Bastogne. During the Great Expedition of Bafeng Mountain, he participated in the battle as a serf infantry of the Principality of Bastogne. He has experienced the Battle of Giant Tower and the Battle of Arsenal Fort , the Battle of Iron Rock, the Great Battle of Valaya's Gate, the decisive battle of Titan's Gate and the final battle of Bafeng Mountain, in a series of wars, this serf infantry was promoted to the legendary rank in countless hard battles, and was promoted to the old guard In the army, he was honored as a freeman, and in war, he has always been known for his fearlessness and tenacity.

He wore the old guard's dark blue coat, collar, white lapels, breeches, leggings, red epaulettes, cuffs, feathers, and a tall bearskin hat, and when he appeared before the villagers,

The serfs who were farming and chatting almost welcomed Nicholas' return with the loudest cheers and praises.

After a year and a half, Nicholas saw his family again, the wrinkled parents and two younger brothers and sisters at home, his eldest brother was still serving corvee for the baron outside, and Nicholas wore This military uniform made people in the whole village feel that they couldn't look directly at it, and many serfs even knelt down uncontrollably, saying that they were masters.

The illustrious military exploits and endless glory of the Old Guards have spread throughout the kingdom, and their names are now well-known. For the serfs, the existence of the Old Guards has given them hope of promotion. A serf can be promoted to a nobleman in large numbers, and these serf-born soldiers have proved their strength time and time again with dazzling achievements, and now this army has become the idol of everyone in the kingdom.

As the company commander of the Dragoon Company, Nicholas finally got his rotation. He went home this time to remove all his family members. Officers already enjoyed this right.

Nicholas' package contained a lot of war confiscations and gold coins. Near the village was the baronial castle of Gascoigne. The baron's castle was nothing more than a large house with walls covering an area of ​​no more than 800 square meters. Forget it, the two tax collectors appointed by the baron obviously coveted Nicholas' wealth very much, but looking at his military uniform and medals, as well as the firecrackers on his back and the scimitar at his waist, the tax collectors knew this. The idea was difficult, so I had to give up.

From the mouth of his family, Nicholas learned that Gascoigne, the knight master of their village, was in trouble.

This trouble still comes from His Majesty Ryan, whom he admires and loves. After Ryan returned to Brittania, he announced that if a knight family fails to cultivate a qualified knight within four generations, then the family will be confiscated. Fiefdoms and removal of noble titles.

Unfortunately, Master Cavalier Gascoigne is such a guy. Apart from being drunk, his life is only extortionate and women. Although he has the title of knight, Master Gascoigne has never been on a battlefield in his life. Five who eat and wait to die.

Upon hearing this decree, the baron couldn't sit still. He scolded Ryan's New Deal, saying that we noble nobles enjoy some privileges and benefits? Eat your king's bread or open your wine cellar? Wasn't the whole kingdom brought down by our ancestors with countless efforts and sacrifices? As their descendants, shouldn't we continue to be our masters as a matter of course?

In vain, he sought his uncle, in vain, and even managed to see the Duke of Bohemond, but in vain, and in the end, the exasperated Baron decided to find a good opponent, just as the snow had melted in March, Gascoigne organized an army of 200 men from the Barony, intending to personally find a Beastman or Goblin Warband on the edge of the Arden Forest to exterminate them, so that he could continue his dreamy life.

After drinking a dozen bottles of beer and three bottles of wine in a row, and carrying two cases of wine for backup, Gascoigne led an army into the Arden Forest. It has been several days without any news.

After hearing the family's description, the old Guards Dragoon Company Commander had no choice but to say: "Okay, let's stay here for a few days. When the Baron comes back, we can leave after saying hello."

That night, Nicholas rested at home. He lay on an uncomfortable wooden bed. The night in Bastogne was very peaceful. When he got home, he soon fell into a deep sleep.

In his dream, the Old Guard dreamed of the lady, she smiled at herself, but her eyes were cold and emotionless, and her words were like the ice of winter: "Mr. ?”

"Here I am, my lady!" The old guard knelt down in fear, and said in the most humble tone: "Please order! My lady."

"Darkness is approaching Tyne and Weir." The goddess's beautiful face and figure were blurred in the mist, and she whispered vague words.

After speaking, the goddess disappeared into the mist.

The next day, Nicholas woke up from his sleep. It took him several minutes to confirm that the dream last night was not fake. The old guard silently remembered this matter in his heart. Today is the day to go to the market. , Tynewell Village is very lively, people come and go on the street, His Majesty Ryan's reforms have greatly affected even the most staid Bastogne, and now there are many kinds of things in the market, the serfs Food and vegetables, chicken, duck and mutton were sold in the market, and many industrial products such as tools also appeared in this village. Although it is not as prosperous as Jin City, the flow of people is quite considerable.

The serfs gathered, bargaining, cursing their baron, wishing he never came back.

Nicholas went to the market with his family, and his family rejoiced at his return. They bought two chickens, a large lamb chop, and a barrel of Imperial beer, thinking about having a meal today OK

But before the shopping was finished, someone suddenly shouted: "The Beast Man is coming! The Beast Man is coming!"

"Help! The Beastmen are coming!"

"These filthy filth are rushing towards our village!"

"Everyone run away! Run away!"

All the serfs in the bazaar dispersed in a rush, they uttered fearful and frightened cries, and became a mess.

Nicholas loudly signaled everyone to calm down. The old guard continued to signal everyone to calm down through roars and gestures. He told everyone that the baron's castle was not far from here, and the nobles would not watch their villages being destroyed by wild beasts. When people are destroyed, they will definitely send troops.

However, the facts disappointed the old guard.

Dozens of Beastmen formed a small Beastman warband, with the heads of Baron Gascoigne and his subordinates hanging on their bodies. These Chaos Beasts rushed into Among the villages, half of the village was looted, they slaughtered innocent people, and burned the crops.

But the baron's castle never responded. The defenders inside closed the gate of the castle and refused to fight. The baroness, Ms. Shelley, even ordered that no untouchables be allowed to enter her castle. The chaotic evil beast in the shape of a beast was so frightened that her legs became weak immediately, and she almost peed on her skirt. She roared sharply: "Don't fight! No one is allowed to go out, these damned beastmen just want to plunder! Don't fight with me!" They are hostile, let them rob and eat enough, and they will leave naturally! Pass the order down, and don't shoot an arrow! Whoever resists, whoever dies!"

"Yes!" The castle defenders faithfully carried out the baroness's order. They refused to fight and did not shoot a single arrow. They allowed the beastmen to slaughter the serfs and wreak havoc on the village.

Nicholas witnessed this scene with his own eyes, and a wordless indignation and anger burned in the heart of the old guard. He knew that he must not escape and retreat. After becoming the old guard, glory and responsibility surrounded him.

It makes him powerful.

inability! waste! Country moth!

"The scum who gave up the oath of knighthood! These are your people! Baroness, how can you abandon them!" Nicholas rushed under the castle on his horse, and he shouted loudly: "Quick, open the city gate , entrust the army to my command, and I will deal with the Beastmen!"

"You don't want to deceive me!" Mrs. Shelly straightened her waist on the city gate: "Don't underestimate the determination of a noble lady! The beastmen are only here to plunder, and they will leave when they are full. The gates will not be opened."

"You are not a noble lady at all, you are just a coward and a rat! The moth of the kingdom!" Nicholas roared angrily from the bottom of the city: "You don't deserve to be a nobleman at all!"

"Noble?" Mrs. Shelley replied with a cold snort, "Not every noble lady can wear my corset."

"Scum!" The old guard squeezed the handle of the scimitar at his waist, he snorted a few times, too lazy to continue arguing with her, instead, he took out a big flag from behind him and stuck it in his On top of his backpack, he rode a war horse and rushed into the village.

The crops were trampled, the houses were burned, and the beastmen were ravaging the villages, and the serfs who lacked command and knight leadership were like a piece of loose sand and could only flee in all directions.

But at this moment, the majestic singing of the emperor suddenly sounded from the village, and a large flag was flying in the flames.

The background is red, white and blue, and the golden iris pattern and the Holy Grail pattern are branded on the flag body. The captain of the Dragoons of the Old Guards raised the banner, and galloped through the village on horseback, singing the song of the Old Guards. The military song of the army: "People of the Kingdom! Wake up! The most critical moment has come!"

The military songs are loud and clear, the horses neigh, and the battle flags are rolled up.

"Look at this military flag! People of the Kingdom! Unite to my flag and fight to defend the village! Fight to defend our home, our property and our food!" Nicholas waved the military flag frantically .

"It's the Old Guard! It's His Majesty's Old Guard!"

"The kingdom has not abandoned us!"

"We fought with these beastmen!"

"Kill them all, kill them all!"

The serfs saw the military flag and the figure of the Old Guards. The resounding military songs and shouts made all the serfs burn with anger from the bottom of their hearts. The serfs may be cowardly, lowly, or insufficient in fighting power, but When their homes were destroyed, food was burned, and their relatives were killed, the fighting power they broke out was enough to shock everyone. After the old guard appeared and took the lead, the serfs quickly gathered. They took pitchforks, Hoes, hammers, and sticks gathered under the army flag howling, and Nicholas quickly gathered more than 200 people.

"Follow me! Charge!" Nicholas, the captain of the Dragoons of the Old Guards, gathered the serfs, and he drew out the scimitar in his hand: "Come on! For the lady and the king!"

"Kill it, for the lady!"

The assembled people rushed towards the Beastmen.

The Beastman Beastmaster was cutting a four-year-old girl into several pieces and devouring her flesh and blood. At this moment, it heard the sound of charging and the roaring of the humans, and hurriedly looked up: "Meat... eat it!" Meat...more...meat...eat!"

The human rushing towards him wore a tall bearskin cap, colorful kite feathers, a half-length dwarf finely crafted rune vibrating gold plate armor, a dark blue cloak and white breeches. He released the anger that belonged to humans: "Kill!" ! Kill all these chaotic bastards!"

The fighting spirit disappeared without a trace in an instant, and the figure of the Beastmaster immediately leaned back, and the voice of fear could not be stopped from his throat: "Old... old... guard!"

"D!"

"Can't eat...meat!"

"Iron...iron things...kill...will kill us!"

When the beast people saw Nicholas's outfit, they couldn't help making a sound of fear, their morale was shaken, and many beast people kept backing away in fear.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Nicholas charged in person. He rushed forward alone. Angry flames were burning in the eyes of the old guard. He raised his fire blunderbuss to kill a horned beast, and then rushed to the Beastmaster's side to slash it with a machete. Next, the Beastmaster, who was in fear, was caught off guard, and after a few moves with the old guards, he was in a hurry. Nicholas grasped the fine steel scimitar made by the dwarf workshop, found an angle, and cut down the Beastmaster's sword. , head, left shoulder, and left arm were cut off together.

Blood splattered, wailing continued, and the Beastmaster was killed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the serfs rushed towards the Beasts frantically, and crushed the Beasts whose morale had been shaken.

After some fighting, the Beastmen war gang who invaded the village lost more than 60%, and the remaining Beastmen fled back to the depths of the forest in embarrassment, looking for meat that was easier to eat.

The crisis in Tyne and Wear was resolved, and Nicholas killed seven or eight Beastmen by himself, but the anger of the Old Guard did not stop. He brought a large group of armed serfs and planned to find the Baroness Ask for an explanation.

If you can't even protect your own people, do you still have the qualifications to be a nobleman?

The serfs shouted the names of Nicholas, His Majesty the King, and the fairy of the lake, and followed Nicholas' footsteps.

The defenders of the castle wanted to point their weapons at Nicholas, but when they saw his old bodyguard outfit and the bloody head of the beast king, they put away their weapons in shame and fear, and opened the way.

Oncoming was Nicholas' questioning.

Why not strike? Why not protect your own people! Aren't these serfs the people under your rule?

The two sides confronted each other in the castle. Madam Shirley scolded the guards for letting these untouchables enter her noble castle. She ordered Nicholas to get out immediately, otherwise she would order the guards to use force. In the Kingdom of Knights, serfs They hurt the nobles, and the whole family sat together.

Just like that, at the gate of the castle, hundreds of people were at war.

And at this moment, the light of the lake god came forth.

The lady emerged from the fog in a blinding light, with a smile on her face, and everyone immediately knelt down and paid all their respects to the patron saint of the kingdom, the Lady of the Lake.

The fairy in the lake smiled and nodded. She motioned everyone to look up, and then delivered the Holy Grail to Nicholas' mouth: "You deserve it. You are a warrior, Ryan's old guard. From your body, I see the virtues that belong to knights."

"Thank you so much! My lady!" Nicholas had tears in his eyes. He knew why the goddess would entrust him with a dream. He passed the test and got the power to drink from the Holy Grail. In the eyes of everyone, the old guard Jun bowed his head and took a sip from the chalice.

His life was changed forever, and as of this day, he is no longer a mortal.

He is the first Holy Grail Old Guard.

"The glory of the Holy Grail belongs to everyone in Britannia." The voice of the fairy of the lake echoed in the castle, and the words of the goddess were cold and firm: "The Holy Grail is not proud of the blood, but the blood is proud of the Holy Grail, the virtue of chivalry It is to defend the country, not to be a moth of the kingdom!"

Mrs. Shelley trembled all over, and she fainted on the spot.

It's over, it's over!

The guards all knelt in front of the goddess, waiting for the fairy in the lake.

"Nicolas, is this your name?" The goddess didn't bother to look at the noble lady and the guards, she said to the company commander of the old guard's dragoon battalion Nicholas in a warm voice, "Don't you have a surname?"

"No, my lady, I only have a name." Nicholas knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Then shall I give you a surname?"

"It's a great honor!" Nicholas kowtowed again.

A sly smile suddenly appeared on the face of the goddess: "Dawu, I give you the surname Dawu."

"From today on, your name is Nicolas Davout!"