Chapter 282, Crossing the Gray Mountains (Part 2)

On the top of the mountain, the ashes of dozens of vampires could not stop the footsteps of several knights.

"Is this road so unsafe?" Ryan put away his warhammer, looking at the ashes on the ground, he was secretly startled.

Francois is known as "the enemy of the dead", and at first Ryan thought it was because of the great victories he had won.

Looking at it now, it is not at all. For Francois, "Enemy of the Dead" is not an honorary title, but rather the best description of his ability. The dazzling light emitted from his body is a deadly weapon against dark creatures .

Including undead, including Chaos creatures.

At first, Ryan thought that he had the imperial army sent by the emperor and was protected by his elder brother Angron, so he could underestimate the powerful in this world.

In fact, this world is very special. Whether it is the strength of the Emperor's Guards or Angron's strength, they have all been suppressed to some extent. Can't fully use it.

And the strength shown by Francois is only slightly weaker than the Emperor's Guards.

In the Kingdom of Knights, there are only a handful of Holy Grail Knights with the strength of Francois, and it is estimated that there are no more than five. However, this still sounded the alarm for Ryan. Although there is a big gap in the low-end combat power of this world, it is also at the highest end. In terms of combat effectiveness, there may not be much difference.

For example, Arkhan, the Lich King, who has been powerful for thousands of years, was able to escape from the hands of the Emperor. Although there is a reason why the Emperor is unwilling to go all out, the fact that the Lich King can escape by casting spells in an instant still shows that question.

Francois didn't know that there were many thoughts in Ryan's mind. The Duke put away the unicorn sword and sighed: "As long as the Eternal Dragon Rock Castle in the depths of the Gray Lady's Road is not removed for a day, these black creatures will be destroyed." Always appearing on the mountain road, not every pedestrian has our strength, so this road is still too dangerous."

"Does Your Excellency Casvann have the ability to destroy the Eternal Dragon Rock?" Julius asked his father.

"No." Francois shook his head, and the Duke himself seemed to have no intention of continuing on this issue: "Go ahead quickly, follow this road down the mountain, and we will arrive at Ubercerik tomorrow."

"yes!"

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At the same time, in the town of Glennell, Casvann was also standing on the high point of the mountain road. He was gazing at the stretching army below the mountain. The Duke himself was full of ambition. The plateau reached the mouth of the river, and hundreds of knight-errants gathered at his call, not many, but enough.

The young ranger knights had great expectations for this war. They praised the fairy of the lake. The enthusiasm of the expedition filled their young faces. Most of the knights opened their helmets to reveal their young faces. The colorful hoods The gown and the family crests of various colors are like a huge picture scroll, rolling slowly on the mountain road.

Including the newly joined ranger knights, the number of knights has skyrocketed to more than two thousand, plus Casvann's own army, the Duke firmly believes that this army of fifteen thousand will wipe out everything.

Casvann is almost fifty years old. Although his age is still young for the legendary powerhouse, the Duke himself is already old. His constant quarrels with his wife, the annual deficit in the collar and the friction with the empire make him He was in great pain, and wrinkles had been engraved on the corners of his eyes early, and it could be seen from the graying of his temples that he was already mentally and physically exhausted.

After the negotiations with the empire broke down, Kasvann finally gave up the entanglement with the empire, and he decided to use force to resolve the differences.

There was thunder on the horizon and dark clouds in the sky, suggesting that snow was coming again.

"My Duke, depending on the weather, it may snow in the next few days." The Duke's deputy, Earl Canel, caught up on horseback: "At this time, march,

Is it too hasty? "

"No, it's not in a hurry. We have to do it as soon as possible." Kasvann shook his head calmly, and he expressed his judgment: "In this war against the Empire, we are on the offensive side, and the Empire is on the defensive side. As long as we Don't move, the empire can completely wait for work and actively defend. The longer the time, the more unfavorable it will be for us. We must complete the defense of several important strongholds and Hemgard before Karl Franz and his imperial army completely complete the defense. Climb over the Gray Mountains, or the artillery and mighty ranks of the Empire will make us suffer."

"A wise decision, my Duke." The lieutenant was completely convinced by the Duke's judgment.

"Hurry up, we'll be in Uberserik before the end of January!"

"yes!"

"Also, I don't want to hear any news of plundering and killing my compatriots during the march. Our opponents this time are human compatriots, not those annoying green skins and evil chaotic creatures!"

"This is the lady's teaching, and the knights understand."

The knights who were marching didn't notice that there was a black spot moving slowly in the sky deep in the clouds as far as they could see.

It was a huge griffin, probably the largest griffin ever seen in the Old World. The griffin was dressed in bright armor, with the golden griffin coat of arms of the Franz-Friedrich family hanging on its chest.

Karl Franz, the emperor of the human empire, is scouting the sky with his warhammer Gail Malaz. His mount "Death Claw" broke through the clouds and soared in the cold wind. The emperor wore the clothes of the savior Luther The treasure "Silver Seal" plate armor left by Vichy, holding the symbol of the Emperor Gael-Maraz, and hanging the Holy Sword of the Elector of Rick on his waist, shuttling through the clouds.

"Kasvann's action is quite fast. My staff originally estimated that he will not leave until February." The emperor muttered to himself, holding a monocular in his hand. This is the project of the Nuer gun factory. Masterpiece.

It was the emperor's own idea to investigate in person. Although the imperial generals and his courtiers strongly opposed the emperor's investigation in person, Karl Franz still resisted all opinions and decided to investigate in person as the emperor. His reasons were also the same. very full.

In such cold, rainy and snowy weather, even Pegasus cannot soar high above the gray mountains, only the emperor's mount Deathclaw can do it, and there is no hippogryph in Kasvann's army, so the emperor tried his best You can investigate with confidence.

"Go, Death Claw, go back." Karl Franz turned around and returned after confirming the size of the enemy and the approximate number of knights.

Through the peaks of the Gray Mountains, through the clouds on the high mountains, across the sparse alpine grasslands, pastures, and countless villages and farms in the prosperous Reikland, Karl Franz came to Hemgard.

Right here, tens of thousands of imperial troops are gathering, groups of Rick Guards, hundreds of half-Griffon Knights of the Griffin Knights, the Musketeer Battalion from Brunswick and the vanguard of the Nuer Iron Armored Army, Cannon Squadron, Hellstorm Rocket Brigade, the most elite Great Swordsman Legion from Kronborg, the Griffin Great Swordsman Legion in Brunswick, the First Infantry Regiment, the Second Infantry Regiment, and the Third Step Regiment of Rickland Corps, 1st and 3rd Companies of Brunswick Halberds...

The Royal Wizards of the Empire, led by the Great Alchemist of the Empire, Balshazer-Gert, also came to Hemgard to stand by, ready to face the army of Duke Casvann.

The Reikland directly under the emperor will always have the most elite troops and the most sophisticated weapons and equipment in the empire. In this dark age, only a neat army, excellent firearms, and devout beliefs can bring hope to the people.

In addition, Umberto Corleone, Elector of Tuscany and Grand Duke of Ivy, "Lion of the Sun" also led 8,000 troops to Helmgart, and the Knights of the Bulls and the Elector My most elite Golden Fleece Knights are all going to the front line, and they are going to compete with the Britannian knights who are known as the strongest in the old world.

Umberto also brought two regiments of great swordsmen and groups of halberd soldiers. In addition, the army of Aviel also had groups of musketeers and dwarf mercenaries. The dwarves have already joined the imperial nationality, and they don't care who their opponents are, as long as there is a sufficient supply of ale.

Now, tens of thousands of imperial troops are gathering in Hemgat, and the tents dotted around the city are crowded around the city like a forgotten ancient war chessboard. Witnessing the demeanor of the Imperial Army, they eagerly wanted to see the Elector and His Majesty the Emperor himself.

A black dot appeared in the sky, which attracted the attention of the imperial army, and the imperial general Curt Helberg shouted at Ludwig Schwarzheimer, the emperor's standard bearer: "It is Your Majesty! He is back!"

"Get ready to meet Your Majesty!" The emperor's flag officer roared with his loud voice, and the gray-haired Ludwig's voice almost covered the entire barracks. In an instant, the imperial army stopped what they were doing, and they prepared Greet your beloved emperor.

The figure of Death Claw was like a flash of lightning, it tore through the clouds and air, and landed in the imperial camp. Karl Franz jumped off the Griffon, and he affectionately used his fist on the Griffon's neck Tapping lightly on the back: "Thanks for your hard work, old man."

"Your Majesty, good morning."

"My lord, I salute you."

"My lord, are the knights from the other side of the mountain here?"

The emperor was loved by the army. Karl Franz's young and heroic appearance had a faint smile and a sense of comfort. The emperor preferred to stay in the barracks rather than fighting with the enemy nobles in the imperial court. The army and soldiers always welcome their emperors, never like those nobles who like to obey others.

Wearing a golden cloak, a golden mask, a golden robe, and holding a golden staff, the great imperial alchemist Geert stepped forward steadily. He was about to say something to the emperor himself, but the imperial general Kurt Helberg said first: " Your Majesty, are you back?"

"Yes, I'm back. I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear?" Karl Franz said with some humor in his voice.

"I want to hear bad news." One of the Rick Guards said loudly, and his actions caused a burst of laughter from the imperial knights.

"The bad news is that I have spied that Kasvann and his army are marching on the Gray Lady's Road." The emperor let out a deep laugh, and he didn't seem worried at all: "This is earlier than we estimated."

"What about the good news?" Rick's guard shouted after him.

"The good news is that we can have a big fight!" Karl Franz raised his hand, and the emperor let out his own voice: "Get ready, my soldiers, get ready to fight against the knights on the other side of the mountain!" Did you have a big fight?!"

"Frantz! Franz! Franz!" I don't know who started the cry, everyone only knew that the cry came from the Griffin Great Swordsman Legion, and then gradually turned from a trickle to Rivers, lakes and seas have gradually evolved from rivers, lakes and seas into squalls and torrential rains.

"Frantz! Franz! Franz!"

The cries of tens of thousands of imperial troops shook the entire city of Hemgard and the surrounding land, the city walls were trembling, and everyone was chanting the emperor's name.

The face of the emperor's banner officer Ludwig was full of pride and pride. He was no longer young, but he was still willing to die for Karl Franz.

Ludwig was the eldest son of a blacksmith led by Ivy in his early years. He awakened his talent and chose to join the army when he was only nine years old. His powerful strength was soon favored by the late Emperor Luitpold, and he was selected into the Swiss Army. He became a member of the Praetorian Guard, and his popularity continued to rise in countless duels and wars.

However, as his popularity rose, Ludwig found himself having to attend various banquets and some indescribable noble activities. Thousands of poor people are struggling, the nobles embezzle the land of the farmers, many poor people work hard but can only starve, Luitpold's connivance makes the people's life more and more difficult, but Ludwig is powerless.

So he gradually became taciturn, not trying to change anything.

Everything changed after the young Emperor Karl succeeded his father. He felt a kind of charisma in Karl that was different from other people, those noble nobles. He firmly believed that Karl could change the empire, so he voluntarily became the young emperor. Personal guards, by his side, become his sword and shield.

Under the efforts of Karl Franz, a large amount of land was dug out from the corrupt nobles by the emperor and returned to the hands of the yeoman. Groups of corrupted nobles were executed collectively, and their land was taken back by the emperor. , or be rewarded to the meritorious soldiers, the Rickland has a new look, and some corrupt nobles hate the young emperor, but the countless assassinations against Karl Franz were stopped by Ludwig, In its place came revenge from the emperor.

The emperor's standard-bearer firmly believes that as long as Karl Franz is still alive, there is still hope for mankind.

The Elector Umberto had the holy sword "Mother of Destruction" hanging on his waist. Seeing the emperor's high reputation, his face was a little complicated, but the Elector still stretched out his hand: "Please bear with me interrupting you, Karl - Franz."

"Of course, Your Excellency Umberto." Karl Franz was a little dissatisfied with being interrupted, but he still respected Umberto. The elector in front of him was the only one who had experienced that great holy war The current elector, he is more than two hundred years old this year, and in turn, Karl Franz is enough to call him great-grandfather.

"The scouts are here to report, the champion of the fairies in the lake, 'The Pious' Ryan Machado, the Duke of Winford 'Long Legs' François-Antry-Tancred-de-Winford and several other knights We have arrived in Ubercerik." Umberto coughed a few times.

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