Chapter 552, Gathering Before Courona

Outside the capital city of Courona, except for Hubald, the Duke of Carcassonne in the far south of Brittany, who did not come and Lawn, the Duke of Connet, who was missing, the remaining dukes have all united and prepared to fight against " Viper" Matthew Budd and his army.

Even so, the remaining army was no match for Mahubard's snowballing ranks.

Moreover, Matthew Bard also has four Dukes of Britannia, namely, Alderard, Duke of Lyonnaise, who has been transformed into a vampire, Fulcard, Duke of Montfort, and has been resurrected. Armand, the former Duke of Aquitaine, and Chilfroy, the former Duke of Artois who were resurrected again.

This war will ultimately determine the survival of the Knight Kingdom.

At this time, even the old knight king "Tiger" Dinoir-Jean-Richard de-le-Angulan put on his ancestral plate armor again. At this time, after another blow, the knight king He looked even older, but he still came to the front line tenaciously.

With the family crest of the "Blue Sea Monster" printed on his body, Richard, wearing a full-body enchanted plate armor of Britannia Mithril, put on his own sea monster helmet and knight's crown. He looked at the invisible end from afar Sighing softly, the old Knight King said in a low voice: "It shouldn't be like this, everything shouldn't be like this."

"But things have already happened, my king." The one who spoke was Eugene, the commander of the Holy Grail Knights in the Courona branch of the Holy Grail Knights. Seeing Richard like this, he felt very sad.

The king in front of him used to be a very brave general who was fearless on the battlefield and made many military exploits. However, time is not forgiving. Richard did not complete the Holy Grail expedition. He is more than 120 years old this year. As a An ordinary legendary strongman, he was old, he hadn't put on armor for too long, and after being fully armed, he staggered and almost fell.

"Enough, this should be over." Richard coughed twice, and suddenly there was an aura that had disappeared for a long time in his body: "Don't help me! I'm not old enough to need help!"

It was the bravery of his youth in the past. In an instant, the King of Knights opened his brows and his pale hair fell from his shoulders. He took the sacred sea monster spear from the attendant, and his cloudy eyes were gradually blurred. Drenched in flames of anger: "I, Richard, will also join the battle today!"

The palace guards drove out of the castle slowly under the leadership of the king, and Richard rode out of the city gate on a brand new pure-blood elf war horse.

At dusk, the bells of the Cathedral of the Holy Grail sounded, the flags of the knights of Brittany were like a forest, and the sound of prayers of the knights resounded through the mountains and seas. The long queues lined up to the end of the street, and the residents of the capital They all came out of their homes, each of them lit a candle, and prayed to their goddess that the knights would win again as they did a thousand years ago.

Otherwise, darkness will come.

When was the last time he left the capital in such full armor? Richard couldn't help thinking.

He remembered, it should be more than thirty years ago, a huge army of beastmen came out of the forest of Arden to attack Korona, the high elf Prince Caledor Prince Imrik led an army Came to support, Britannia and the high elves formed a coalition army to defeat the Beastman army and defend the capital.

Before I knew it, it had been so long since my last expedition. Richard looked sadly at the residents on the roadside of Korona, and the old king felt rippling in his heart. He sang the last king, John II A poem written after the world was dethroned.

The whole kingdom once belonged to me.

The great waves also surge because of my life.

Now I go to battle at dawn.

Wandering lonely on the avenue that once belonged to me.

I have rolled dice to decide life and death in that mortal world.

Savor the horror that opens in the eyes of a sworn enemy.

Listen to the people singing and cheering.

The former king is dead.

Bandai the new king!

The city gate was wide open, and Richard led the palace guards to Ryan, who smiled,

He greeted Richard: "Good morning, my king."

"Good morning, my vassal." Richard nodded, and he sighed, "In the end, you won."

The former king is dead.

Bandai the new king!

"I haven't won yet." Ryan nodded. He could feel Richard's emotions. The champion of the Fairy in the Lake pointed at Matthew Bud who was not far away: "The only way to end all of this is the final victory." .”

"The kingdom cannot be buried in my hands." Richard nodded calmly, and it seemed that the conflicts between Ryan and him in the past seemed to have disappeared: "Go, go and defeat the poisonous snake and his army. The command is entrusted to you, and the fate of this battle and the kingdom is entrusted to you."

"Of order." Ryan nodded lightly. In fact, to some extent, he no longer needed Richard's appointment. With his reputation, his status, and his brand-new duke status, he was already able to act on his own. .

But Richard compromised. The old king was just like his administrative policy all the time. For the sake of the overall situation, he chose to compromise again, whether it was the immediate or the future.

Ryan turned his attention back to Matthew Bud.

"My end?" Hearing Ryan's words, Matthew Bud let out a sharp laugh, he shook his head, the smile on his face was hideous and distorted: "No, today will not be my end, but this A new beginning of the kingdom, I will save you all from a lie, I swear, if you surrender now, I can forgive your sins."

"Mashubard! Why are you so obsessed!" This time, Duke Bohemond, the most fiery-tempered, has come out, and he scolded angrily; "Look at what you have done?! What did you do to your biological father? You have killed the serfs and nobles of the kingdom with the undead! Now you have included those rogue knights, rebellious traitors and despicable robbers who want to attack our capital? I have never seen such shameless knights! You still have the face to claim the throne now?"

"If the original Duke of Connet, one of the twelve original Holy Grail knights, the respected Cariod-Brave knows that his family has a scum like you, he will kill you with his own hands!" Percy Mond's curses resounded throughout the outskirts of Korona, his eyes were wide open, and he was furious.

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill this bastard!" The young knights were all filled with righteous indignation, and they roared and shouted to kill Matthew Bud completely.

Matthew Bud sneered at this, his eyes were full of resentment and hatred: "Chivalrous patients, you will never understand what I have gone through, but it doesn't matter, soon, I will be on your corpse dancing."

Ryan stretched out his hand to stop Berhemond from continuing to ask angrily. He knew that Matthew Budd had decided to go all the way to darkness, and he could no longer turn back. Talking about chivalry and family affection to him at this time would not only add to his madness. It didn't help at all.

Instead, Ryan focused his attention on the knight phalanx formed by the former Musillon nobles gathered behind Matthew Bard, a large group of Leona Sainan: "Brothers of Leona Sai, knights, what's wrong with you?" ? Why do you want to be with this lunatic Matthew Bud?"

Seeing Ryan's questioning and facing Bohemond's anger, many of the human army consisting of about a thousand knights and knight retinues bowed their heads in shame, but there were also some knight nobles Out of anger, he chose to respond face to face.

"Because it's unfair!" Immediately, a knight rode out and said angrily, "That's right, my family and I used to be a family of knights from the Duchy of Musillon, and we are also very happy to be able to start from the Mad Duke Melo. We were rescued from Wen’s tyranny, but in fact, we have not been treated fairly!”

"Since we were incorporated into Lyonnaise, we have been ostracized! Our fiefs and farms have been taken by those northerners! Our hunters have been ostracized in their own territories!"

"We have repeatedly tried to defend ourselves in the Principality's courts but were always suppressed, and we were always excluded from the most important meetings!"

"We have had enough, our territory belongs to us, we have always been the nobles of Mousillon!" The knight said loudly: "We deserve a legal status, we must unite and fight against the current injustice! "

Hearing this, Richard, the King of Knights, sighed in a low voice.

The territory in the south of Lyonnaise was the land of Mousilon, which was later annexed. These areas are very rich, and dozens of small rivers pass through here, and these small rivers flow into low-lying places to form lakes. Most of the castles and villages are Built on an island in a lake.

Since being merged into Lyonnaise, these former Musilon nobles have been squeezed out and suppressed. In the five hundred years, they lost many fiefs and manors successively, and were annexed by the northern nobles of Lyonnaise , and was often excluded in the principality meeting, this dissatisfaction has been silting up for a long time.

Richard was aware of this problem once, and discussed it with the former Duke of Lyonnaise, Dalheide, thinking about how to resolve this serious contradiction.

However, realizing that conflicts are easy, it is very difficult to resolve them. The local knights and nobles in Lyonnaise did not trust and exclude these former Musillon nobles, even the Duke himself. The conflicts have been accumulated for hundreds of years. It is no longer possible. To resolve it through peaceful negotiations, the only way to resolve it is the Principality Civil War.

However, Richard is not a fierce man like Bohemond who fights when he refuses to accept, nor is he a wise man who is particularly good at handling internal relations like François. It can be dragged on until now.

At this time, the old king suddenly saw a figure beside Matthew Bud, and his eyes widened in surprise: "Charles? You, why are you in that traitor's team?!"

Richard's legitimate son, Charles, was riding beside Matthew Bard. His face was pale and his eyes were red. Seeing Richard's questioning, Charles also responded angrily: "Because I can't wait any longer! Father! I can't wait any longer! If I hadn't surrendered to Lord Matthew Bard to get the life-extending magic, I would have died already!"

Charles raised the sledgehammer in his hand and pointed at Richard:

"In the world, how can there be a seventy-year-old prince?!"

"Okay! Very good!" Richard's hands trembled, and tears flowed from his cloudy eyes: "Unexpectedly, Lawn's son ended up being hostile to him, and my son also chose to be hostile to me, Charles, have you ever thought about it?" Are you qualified to inherit the throne?"

"It doesn't matter anymore, father." Charles swung his sledgehammer vigorously as if trying to be brave: "Your Majesty Matthew Bard promised me that after this is done, I will be the new Duke of Le-Angourant!"

Seeing that Charles, the eldest son of Richard, also rebelled, there was a commotion among the knights in front of the two armies, some were silent, some were cursing, and there were endless sighs.

Is this the troubled times?

Ryan stretched out his hand to signal everyone to be calm. He pressed his hands falsely and shouted to the opposite side: "Brothers of Knights of Lyonnaise! Please listen to me!"

Armand, Ryan's flag bearer, approached from behind. He was holding a plate in both hands, and the items on the plate were covered by silk.

Ryan nodded, and he drew a sword from his waist: "Masters, do you know what this is?"

"This is... not dying with bare hands?"

"This is the sword of the great Sage Landuin!"

"Why did it appear in Ryan's hands?"

Of course, the nobles of Mousillon could not fail to recognize Landuin's sword, and they whispered incredulously.

Subsequently, the group of knights reached a consensus.

"Thief!"

"robber!"

"Tomb robber!"

Seeing that these people were unwilling to admit it, Ryan sneered. He took a nearly four-meter-long lance from his subordinate, and raised the lance above his head. Under the spring sunshine, the body of the lance was filled with The rune of the high elves exudes a sacred glow like a lake under the moon, and the divine light of the fairy in the lake envelopes the spear head of the spear: "This spear is called the Lake of Indestructibility! I don't know if you brothers and sisters agree ?”

Now these knights in Matthew Bard's formation could no longer be calm. They gradually realized something, their faces were pale, and they whispered. The former Musilon knights and nobles trembled in surprise. It appeared hundreds of years ago, and now the Lake of Indestructibility has seen the light of day again, what does it mean?

"That's right! That's the Lake of Indestructibility, the legendary lance of Saint Landuin!"

"This lance must be used by those of the highest virtue!"

"The Lake of Indestructibility can only be obtained with Landuin's approval!"

"Landuin's family motto once said that the Lake of Indestructibility must not be used by his successors. Now this lance has actually appeared in the hands of Ryan Malcador. Does this mean..."

"Ryan has been recognized by Landuin and has become the successor of his will and virtue!"

A knight lost his voice: "So, we are actually fighting against his will?"

"That's right! Your Excellency Lane has inherited the will and virtues of His Excellency Landouin, and has been appointed by him. He is the real Duke of Mousillon!" Francois seized the opportunity and rode out, the old man The man directly reached out and tore off the silk cloth on Armand's plate: "Look again, what is this?!"

The golden crown of Duke Musillon appeared in the eyes of everyone, causing countless turbulent waves!

"This is the duke's crown!"

"That's right! This is the crown of the Duke, the knight brothers of Lyonnaise! Now, the crown of the Duke of Musillon, the knight's sword that can never die with bare hands, and the lake light that can't be destroyed with the spear all appear here in Ryan. This is the will of the lady." , This is the will of Landuin!" Francois shouted: "This is the greatest knight on the lake who has chosen his successor, and Ryan Macado is the real Duke of Mousillon!"

"The real... Duke Mousilon!"

"The real... Duke Mousilon!"

A cry was transmitted to the distance, and these knights who were taking orders under Matthew Bud suddenly realized what a shameful mistake they had made, and how they had shamed the glory of their ancestors!

And Matthew Bard's face suddenly turned livid. He wanted to prevent these knights from defecting, but he couldn't, because the facts were there, and the evidence was overwhelming.

"Lian is the real Duke Musillon! We were all fooled by the bastard Matthew Bud!"

"Liar! He lied to us!"

"We are the glorious Musilonians, and our allegiance is only to Landuin and his successors!"

"Abandon him! Ryan Malcador is our real Duke!"

These knights and nobles regained their silence in the madness, and they charged away from Mahubard's army on horseback, and moved closer to the Britannia knight army.

"I am waiting here to swear allegiance to the real Duke Musillon, Landuin's successor, Ryan Malcador! I will never forget it!"

The momentum was as mighty as the rising tide of the sea, and Ryan finally smiled at this moment: "Very good! Knights who have lost their way, you have chosen the right path. You have never forgotten the teachings and glory of the lady to us!"

"Now, please raise your lances and fight for me!"

"yes!"

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