Chapter 706 Big Victory

The solar calendar is 2671 years.

The border between the Principality of Stein and the Kingdom of Nott.

On the plain, two huge waves of people confronted each other. In front of the chaotic militia, there was a steel knight in full body armor.

The wind howled, the flags fluttered, and a brutal battle seemed imminent.

"My knights! My subjects!"

Before the start of the battle, King Nott, who was riding a maroon horse, came before the army formation and began to give a customary speech: "Across from you is the despicable and shameless army of the Principality of Stan. Their regent murdered the former grand duke. They have usurped power by conspiracy, and at this time, they are coming to seize the wheat, gold coins, and women of our suzerain country! Can you allow them to do this?... In the name of King Nott, those who have made great achievements in this battle , I will bestow upon him the honor he deserves, and even grant him a nobility, and obtain a fiefdom in the Principality of Stan!"

"Warriors, hold on to your spears and arrows, and show the Principality of Stan the courage of our Kingdom of Nott!"

Accompanied by the king's speech, many militiamen cheered together, and the sound became louder and louder.

...

On the opposite side, Fang Yuan watched this scene, but was quite speechless.

According to the original customs of this world, even when large armies are fighting, there are still some etiquette and rules.

The pre-battle speech is only one aspect, and there are more unspoken rules, such as not being able to capture the general on the opposite side, encountering nobles and knights, you must try to capture them alive in exchange for ransom, and so on.

Even if the enemy is defeated, it will only reduce some fiefdoms and compensation, and there is no such thing as "breaking the country and destroying the family".

From Fang Yuan's point of view, it was like playing house wine.

But he also knows that this is actually the rule of this world! Rules that belong exclusively to nobles!

Only the noble blood can participate in the game of thrones, so too much bloodshed can't be allowed.

Through this form, it is its purpose to reduce the war caused by contradictions to the lowest intensity, so as to maintain the control of the noble generations over the lower classes.

"It's a pity... old guy, you can't keep up with the times!"

Fang Yuan looked at the army formation opposite, with pity in his eyes.

The foundation of aristocratic rule lies in power!

However, the world at this time has encountered upheavals such as demons coming to the world and gods coming to the world one after another, and the situation is turbulent. When it comes to chaos, the appearance of the Son of Purgatory makes the power of the upper layers begin to transfer to the lower layers.

When the original power structure was violently impacted, if you still stick to the previous rules, you are completely suicidal!

Only by constantly seeking change can we move forward in the great era and not be eliminated!

"kill!"

Facing the enemy line, Fang Yuan drew out his long sword and slammed it.

He didn't need to do anything to boost morale or inspire people. As early as in China, he passed a system similar to the ancient Qin State's military meritorious decree.

It is stipulated that all soldiers in the army, no matter they are originally nobles, civilians, or slaves, as long as they are beheaded, they can get corresponding rewards.

If a slave beheads one level, he will immediately get rid of his status as a slave. If a commoner beheads one level, he will be rewarded with ten silver coins and ten acres of land and house!

Even, if you have accumulated a lot of military exploits, you can directly be canonized as a nobleman!

In comparison, the speeches on the other side were just good words, and in the end, the nobles and their second sons were still the ones who were rewarded with titles.

This has been confirmed many times in previous wars.

But Fang Yuan is different!

In the last anti-insurgency battle, he firmly implemented this military merit hierarchy, and as a legend, with Teemo's power, he suppressed all resistance.

So at this time, his team is full of soldiers who are eager to win and want to chop off the enemy's head to claim credit!

"Aww!"

At his order, all the knights galloped out immediately, and behind them, the red-eyed soldiers ran wildly, biting the cavalry behind them like a black torrent.

"Damn it!"

King Nott's speech was halfway through, when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but turn pale: "This Rune really doesn't understand noble etiquette at all! A bunch of barbarians!"

After cursing, he quickly fled back to the center of the formation and ordered his generals to attack.

Crash!

A group of heavily armed cavalry rushed out, even more numerous than Fang Yuan's cavalry.

After all, it is a kingdom, even if it suffers drastic changes one after another, its background is stronger than that of the Principality.

"It's now!"

A gleam flashed between Fang Yuan's brows: "The halo of natural disasters!"

Buzz!

A dazzling light emerged from his body, turning into a green veil and covering the knight.

As if helped by the power of the wind, all the knights of the Duchy of Stan started to sprint again at the peak speed of the charge!

In contrast, the knights of the Kingdom of Nott were all weak in their hands and feet, a layer of dark red light appeared on their bodies, and even the speed of galloping horses slowed down.

Cavalry battles rely on the power of the charge.

Even if the Kingdom of Nott had more people and better equipment, and faced such an opponent, the result would not need to be said.

boom!

Amidst the loud noise, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Fang Yuan led the knight, like a sharp spear, trampled the opposite knight into pieces.

Not only that, his knights rushed directly to the infantry phalanx behind them, and with the most ferocious gesture, broke through a gap.

Behind him, many soldiers of the principality roared, like a flood, pouring in from the gap, killing the enemy with red eyes, and the gap continued to widen all at once.

"This this……"

King Nott looked at this scene, his eyes almost popped out, and his face was full of disbelief: "Is the legendary power so strong? Damn Rune, damn Church!"

To deal with the Scourge Knights, he was naturally prepared.

The best way to deal with this kind of halo power is to dispel it with divine magic.

Unfortunately, because of Ms. Harvest, there are no priests of sufficient level willing to act for him.

The Church of Harvest and the Church of Joy have long been on the side of the Principality of Stan, and the other churches will not risk offending the goddess to stand up for a mortal king.

"Is this still a soldier of the Principality of Stan? Why is it so strong?"

Looking at those ferocious enemies, as well as the collapsing army formation and expanding chaos on his side, the king fell into a huge daze.

"Your Majesty, shall we retreat first?"

Beside, Olixiu watched this scene with a helpless wry smile on his face.

He was brought in by the king, naturally to restrain Rune.

Only now, he suddenly discovered that the battle had already been decided, and there was no need for him to make a move.

"What an awful bunch of people!"

Olixiu could see very clearly that the ordinary soldiers of the Duchy of Stan did not have the boost from the Scourge Knights at all, and even their equipment was a little behind and inferior, but their fighting will was very tenacious.

Compared with them, the Kingdom of Nott is just a group of armed farmers, and the judgment is high.

"Walk?!"

King Nott's face was pale, watching the scene of the defeat of the army.

Even with his professional physique, he almost vomited blood.

Knowing that encountering such a situation, it is no longer possible for any manpower to recover, so he couldn't help but struggled and said: "Send the order, the rear army will retreat!"

At this time, he just wanted to keep the last bit of money.

After all, several big nobles in the country did not agree with this dispatch of troops, and they looked quite critical. If they lost these strengths this time, even the power to maintain the throne would be a little unstable.

"Obey!"

Ollie let out a slender breath.

At this time, the guards beside the king were all storm warriors.

With this group of elites, even if Lu En personally leads the cavalry to pursue, he is sure that he can leave with His Majesty the King safely.

However, how the situation in the Kingdom of Nott will develop in the future is not in his expectation.

"Run? What a scary person!"

Olixiu murmured, and began to transfer the king with him.

"King Nott has escaped!"

Seeing this scene, the Duchy of Stan immediately regained momentum and sealed the victory.

...

Somewhere in the Kingdom of Nott, a branch of a secret agency.

"My lord, it's not good!"

Amidst the hurried footsteps, a crow in black who was in charge of delivering the news handed over the latest information to the person in charge: "The Principality of Stan defeated Nott's army with 20,000 soldiers and defeated the 50,000 army led by the king. Tens of thousands, countless seized!"

"What?"

The person in charge here is a middle-aged man with a dark face. Hearing this, he immediately frowned, and even the quill in his hand trembled: "Damn! Where is the king at this time? Is he dead?"

"No... but the army of the Principality of Stan did not go back, but drove all the way to the capital..."

This crow understands his boss quite well, after all, at this moment, his heart is not much better.

"Send the order, we will transfer immediately!"

The middle-aged man made a decision immediately.

He knew the grievances between his organization and the legend of the Principality of Stan.

Not to mention that when the other party was still a commoner, he had once plotted against him, even the bloody wedding of Mrs. Miruilei's daughter, in which the needles and threads of the secret agency were indispensable.

At this time the enemy is about to kill, it is a fool not to run away!

"Hey... Knott Kingdom, we will definitely come back!"

He gritted his teeth resentfully, moving the base was not a simple matter, many industries had to be abandoned, it was like cutting flesh and bleeding.

"And Luen...you'd better hope that you can keep winning, otherwise..."

boom!

It's a pity that the middle-aged man's fantasies were not over yet, when there was a violent door breaking outside.

"My lord, we are under attack!"

A few black-clothed deacons ran in panicked, bleeding all over their bodies.

Behind them, there are three knights in scarlet armor.

"Who are you? Do you know that we are a secret agency?"

The middle-aged man calmed down and spoke in a raised voice.

"Secret agency, it seems that you have found the wrong target!"

A joking voice came from under the steel armor: "My lord has orders, no one will be left behind!"

"Are you... from Luen?"

The middle-aged man understood everything in an instant, but unfortunately it was useless at all. The next moment, with the flying of the giant sword, the room was filled with blood and flesh...