Scene 319 Holy White's Battle III

This was originally the largest of several wool trading markets located east of Amperthel Harbour, but previous battles had reduced it to ruins. A lot of rout soldiers gathered between the ruins, the Hong Kong Guards and private soldiers of the nobles were arguing, while the White Lions watched coldly.

"Your Excellency, the Holy Palace will not interfere in other countries' domestic affairs. This is not out of arrogance, but precisely because the Holy Palace does not want to be swayed by secular rights. Both the holy scriptures and the sacred covenant clearly stipulate this principle. I think You should understand that."

Count Vitokine straightened his helmet, and his attendants put on his battle armor, but his beard and hair were scorched, which damaged his majestic appearance, making him look a little funny. He escaped from the Great Sanctuary of Anderfleur together with Grand Duke Sifah in the crowd, and the wounds on his body were also left when he passed through the fire scene. When he turned the nail leaf of his arm, he gritted his teeth. grin.

"But my lord priest, isn't it one of your top priorities to punish the evil? What's more, the other party is an evil heretic, an enemy of human beings who preach chaos."

"Naturally, the Temple will not sit back and watch our country suffer and ignore it." The voice replied with some amusement.

But the pain on the body is not as good as the pain on the soul. The power from the "Extreme Realm" shocks people's hearts. In order to suppress the flame of commandment, Mephisto, the gray sword, pulled Meros into the gray field, but in the end That gaze made everyone present chill in their hearts.

Kingship and titles are all in vain in the face of true power. The temple is high above, but it must also bow its head in front of the ultimate law. Vitokin glanced at his pale palm, which was still trembling slightly.

He raised his head and glanced not far away. The famous sword hero Yan Nicholas under Grand Duke Sifah was negotiating in the temple under the signal of his master:

"Then I would like to ask on behalf of the Duke, what are you going to do?"

"Let's put it this way, we are here at the invitation of Eruin's new royal family to arrest Mephisto, the gray sword saint. The sacred relics that have been lost for many years. The holy relics of His Majesty Gilt, the King of Fire. The fragments of the holy sword Odysseus..."

The priest in the priest's robe babbled a lot, basically saying: We will help you deal with the Gray Sword Saint Mephisto and fight against the 'cultists', but you should settle your domestic affairs by yourself.

It was a typical Cruz guy, with his chin thrown back like he was on top, as if you rednecks were supposed to be grateful for that. Grand Duke Sifah didn't say a word, his face was terribly dark, but he didn't dare to attack.

As early as after Oberg VI, the nobles of Aruin gradually became degenerate. It even makes people forget that Eruin was once a master of the extreme realm; the first king Eke himself was a sage of the generation, and in the second restoration era, it is said that Eruin had two sword masters of the extreme realm at that time , the chief court wizard is the famous Turaman, but after that, the glory is gone forever.

Flame-haired Nicholas also had a gloomy expression on his face, "So what if those cultists hang out with Her Royal Highness the Princess?"

The priest pondered for a while: "Master Wood said. We can build a temporary teleportation array for you. Let you send the Black Blade Legion to the battlefield... This is already the limit. Let's build a teleportation array here In the future, there will be one less teleportation array in the holy war. You must know that even in Cruz, such a teleportation array is only used to teleport the elite army... As for such a third-rate army,

To be honest, it is a bit wasteful, but for the sake of our allies, we can also sacrifice..."

Nicholas's face was so dark that he was afraid, he interrupted: "I understand. Thank you for the support of the temple. But I don't know when the temple plans to make a move?"

"We'll be there soon. How can ordinary people imagine the means of the temple?" The priest opened his arms and replied with admiration, "Everyone just wait and see the show, oh, it's already here—"

Suddenly, the quarrels on the ruins stopped in unison. The monks of the Temple of Flame wearing red robes in the broken wall raised their heads together. In the mid-air as far as their eyes can see. The space opened up from both sides, creating pure white ripples.

In the center of the ripples, the extremely complicated and mysterious thread of law is opening doors of light.

The wind over the ruins stopped for an instant.

A total of twelve light gates were suspended in mid-air, and then an upper, middle and lower three-tier magic circle extended from the light gates; accompanied by flying white characters, twenty mysterious figures wearing golden red robes and silver masks People step out of it.

Each holds a long sword in the shape of a flame.

If Brando was here, he would definitely recognize these Templars from the Temple of Arbitration; this is one of the most special establishments of the Temple of Fire, and each of these knights was personally trained by a real Flame Knight , their true combat power is often far superior to most powerhouses of the same level.

The most important thing is that they often only have one task, and that is the trial of heresy.

Count Vitokine looked up at the Templars——

Space spells... This is the highest forbidden spell that the Temple of Fire claims to lead to the infinite land. These spells born in the battle of the saints have long been the top secrets of the temples, and they are the only ones left in Warnd today. There are few kinds of space spells.

It was also the first time for him to witness such a miracle with his own eyes. When he saw the Temple of Flame of the Cruz Empire sending twenty Templars from the main hall to the battlefield thousands of miles away at one time, he only felt the pain in his mind. Blank.

As a soldier, he knew exactly what that meant—that was truly unrivaled power.

But he even forgot that the Eruin had also faced such a force and achieved a brilliant victory. At that time, the temple was even stronger, and Eruin had just established his country, like a baby in its infancy.

Vitokin only felt that he was going to tremble, and even felt a little bit of regret. It would be easy for these Templars to seize Aruin's power. Can these nobles really keep their power?

Until the sound of footsteps stepping on stones and debris sounded from the back of his head, waking him up.

Vitokin turned his head, and immediately saw a gray-haired old knight approaching with his hands on the hilt of his sword. He was accompanied by two other knights. The other knight was wearing a faded dark blue old-style cavalry uniform. It was Raedel, the old head of the White Lions.

The old man was also looking up into the air, the Earl hurriedly stood up and wanted to say hello, but the old man walked past him without even looking at him.

Vitokin's face suddenly turned red and turned white, this old ghost really looked down on them at all. He cursed secretly. Although the White Lions are number one in the kingdom. But so what, the Lion Heart Sword cannot be preserved.

Even if you become a whore, you have to set up a memorial archway, bah! What a big deal! He tore away the gentleness of the nobleman in his heart, and couldn't help but cursed fiercely.

This kind of dissatisfaction was shown on the earl's face with a disdainful snort.

But Laird seemed to have never heard of it.

The old man seemed to be thinking, he lightly pressed the ivy pattern on his sword handle - it was a thirty-two-year-old cavalry sword, and the imprint of ivy on the sword was almost worn away. Since that war, this sword has been with him for half a century. Every time he took this sword, it reminded him of the era when the wind was blowing on the plateau. Everything in the past is gone with the wind.

The young people of the white lion are still arguing, and even the child Karen begged him to take the white lion away from here and this sad land with tears; soldiers must have the courage to face death and grief. They handed over their best answers in front of them, and they interpreted the value of the white lion.

However, should the White Lions lose their faith? The old man has no energy to care about. A deep, determined fire burned in his eyes. It seems to support the last sliver of strength of this aging body.

He stared long ahead—

Kingdom, or Lionheart Sword.

Former king, there is not much time left for the Eruin to choose. The jihad is imminent, and Madara is staring at the side of the bed. Eruin must not fall into a long-term civil strife, and his death is imminent...

And this land, the land where the ancestors shed blood, is the land that carries the dreams of the Eruin people; as long as this land is still there. Aruin will finally see the light again.

I am already too old, and the White Lions are getting old day by day just like me. I am too old to carry that banner anymore, but no matter what, I still want to try my best.

Hope, leave it to posterity.

Someone has to take the blame.

Your Highness, Marshal. It seems there is only so much that can be done.

...

The cadets of the Royal Knights Academy and the White Lion Guards finally fought their way out of the siege of the northern nobles, but this does not mean that the crisis is over. Everyone knows that there is still a heavy army of the Hong Kong Guards in front of them. There is a fixed number. At this time, Brando ordered everyone to dismount, slowly marched along the street, and recharged their batteries.

They are passing through the Toves Square, which happens to be on the same axis as the Anderful Great Sanctuary and the Great Auction Hall, and is the middle line to the west of Ampersell Port.

Nimesis was a little worried about the speed of the army, and worried whether the White Lions would catch up from behind. But when she asked Brando the question with a cold face, Brando shook his head.

"No, do you know how many people the White Lion Army mobilized to surround and kill us?" He asked quietly.

The female knight was slightly taken aback. She lowered her head and made a calculation. In the initial battle, they encountered and defeated almost four columns of the enemy, each with about two to three hundred people. But they were cutting through the defense line of the White Lion Army in the rush, and there must be more troops on both sides in the depth direction, and it was these troops that she was worried about chasing up from behind.

Brando saw the female knight's hesitation, shook his head and explained: "There are three guards in the White Lions, Jude, Sharp Claw, and Lion's Mane, and there is a Knights of the White Lion Blade. Guards, but it was revoked later," Brando glanced at his White Lion Guards, and continued: "Considering that the White Lions are unlikely to actually mobilize a legion to leave the border, it is very likely that the people who participated in the battle were from a certain The elite troops mobilized in the legion."

"In the previous battle, we encountered Franz's two columns, which should be the archers and light infantry columns belonging to the first swordsman regiment of Jude's Guards, the White Lions of the Kingdom. And the one that was defeated in the back The light cavalry squadron that came to support should be a knight detachment of the Temple and the scout cavalry of the third swordsman regiment of the Kingdom's White Lion Legion, and the unlucky guy you killed was their commander Conn..."

Seeing that the female knight was a little surprised, but she didn't show it clearly from the cold look, Brando couldn't help but shook his head. In fact, Kang En is still a little famous in history, so it is a pity to die like this, but there are undead in wars, and he can only think so.

"The last line of defense formed by the white lion heavy guards that we broke through is obviously another army. Considering that the Jude Guards are composed of four swordsmen and two heavy infantry regiments. Therefore, in the Our front is very likely to be half of the complete weaving of Jude's Guards, that is, two swordsmen and a heavy infantry regiment."

"Am I right, Sir Overwell?" Brando turned around and asked.

The lone wolf of the kingdom nodded, looking at Brando with some surprise. Before Aruin's resurgence in Griffin, one of the major disadvantages of the military system was that there was no unified establishment. The nobles and lords of various places often set their own rules. The major legions also had their own systems. For example, the northern and southern legions had their own systems. different.

Therefore, even if they are both soldiers, they may not necessarily understand the establishment of other legions. Not to mention that if Brando wants to say exactly what the enemy they faced before, what they belong to, and who the commander is. This is basically an impossible fact.

In fact, this is also a common phenomenon in Warnd Continent in this era. In a war, commanders can only barely judge which army they are facing by judging battle flags and capturing prisoners. For this reason, there are countless oolongs, and there are also a few famous generals in history who have made many classic battles based on this factor.

It's just that history is like a torrent. The military reforms of Cruz and Madara have already begun, and it will soon open a new chapter. The era of war after the Great Tide is coming. One bus. But in the end, it died under the dust of history because of incomplete reform.

Brando looked at these people present. Most of these people are soldiers. The non-commissioned officers were originally trained as junior officers, and they were the spark of Eruin's reform. Like Overwell, they understood how incredible Brando's previous judgment was.

Everyone was a little bit disapproving, how could one randomly guess the enemy's sequence on the battlefield. It is not that there are such arrogant commanders in history, but there are many who fell into the trap because of this, and there are even some famous battle examples that have been passed down through the ages.

But after seeing Overwell nodded in agreement with Brando's answer, they felt a little complicated. "Your Excellency Commander" is very confident, so naturally he cannot be fooled. So there is only one possibility left.

"How do you know?" Nimesis asked on behalf of everyone by opening her mouth rarely.

Brando smiled: "Because I am familiar with every army of Eruin, I know exactly what they will do and how they will do it."

He replied like this, not trying to pretend to be a prophet. It's that he has to show such confidence, because now only he can lead them to kill a bloody road from here, and he knows very well that he must show enough confidence to overwhelm everyone.

"You said you are familiar with every army of Aruin?" A soft but calm voice asked.

Brando looked up and saw Her Royal Highness in military uniform on one side. Can't help but lighten up slightly. It was only then that he remembered that Griffin had never been a warm flower in the royal family, and her swordsmanship had always been the best among her peers. Presumably, the other party also participated in the previous charge.

He even saw the rapier worn by the half-elf girl's waist and the blood stains on her face that hadn't completely dried up.

She turned her head and stared at him with silver eyes, her silver curly hair hung down on the dark blue woolen military uniform, and every line of the well-tailored uniform on her body seemed to fit the girl's curves. Really refreshing. Only then did Brando realize that the other party was wearing this military uniform under the skirt from the beginning. No wonder he wore a thick cloak to cover it up at the venue, and it looked a little bloated.

However, when Her Royal Highness asked questions, her tone seemed a little weird.

Brando hesitated for a moment, as if to say that every army is not impossible. He had 'lived' in Eruin for nearly a century, during which he fought side by side with many armies, even noble private soldiers. But such an answer seems a bit too incredible, a bit omniscient and omnipotent.

"Well, you can't say that," Brando thought for a moment, and replied after consideration: "At least I should be familiar with regular army weaving."

He noticed the strange look on Princess Griffin's face, and turned around to exchange an inexplicable wink with Overwell.

Oops, it still seems a bit over the top. But Brando could only continue talking, he pondered for a while, and replied: "So the conclusion is obvious..."

"According to the establishment of the Kingdom's White Lion Army, a swordsman regiment should have three light infantry columns and one archer column, as well as an additional mage squadron and scout squadron, with a total of 1,100 people. The heavy infantry regiment is half of it , so I judge that there may be less than 3,000 White Lions on this battlefield."

Here he goes. Nemesis already understood. The White Lions had less than 3,000 people. In the previous battle, nearly one-third of them were severely injured. It is a great thing for an army to lose more than 30% of its personnel in a battle without collapsing. It would be outrageous to say that it can continue to pursue up.

Not to mention that Brando has more than double-digit gold-level masters in his hands. Even if the White Lions try their best to avoid it, they may not be able to please.

"But they may not just watch us leave, right?" Nimesis raised her long eyelashes and silently glanced at Brando.

"Exactly, so we must now make a new plan."

"A new plan?"

Brando nodded.

It is obviously impossible to have such a little power on the battlefield, the key is the Cruz people. Her Royal Highness seemed to have gone with him, she raised her head and asked, "Is it because of the Cruz people?"

"Due to the deterrence of the holy scriptures and the sacred covenant. The Cruz people and the Temple of Fire should not intervene in person, but they can find ways to help our enemies." Brando silently recalled the methods of the Temple of Fire, He replied: "Since the Cruz people appear here, they definitely didn't come to invite us to drink tea as guests—"

"Besides, we are the masters of this place, and we invite guests if we want to treat them." He still had the time to make a joke, which caused low laughter among the cadets. Brando's indifferent attitude has won the favor of most people. No one likes a coward, especially these young people with military qualities.

"So how can they help, Commander?" Brando just finished speaking. Someone asked loudly.

Hearing that the Cruz people would not take action in person, most of the people present could not help but breathe a sigh of relief. After all, he is the only freak like Brando who comes from another time and space and can completely ignore the deterrent power of the Cruz Empire. After all, the empire has accumulated power for centuries, and its strength has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

"At least they can let our enemies advance on the battlefield. We have a heavy army in front and a large army in the back. Don't think that it will be a smooth road for us to defeat the Kebai Lions."

Brando looked at the others and reminded: "We only defeated a small part of the guards of the White Lions. The real elite is still behind."

"Flame Door!" Princess Griffin's silver eyes lit up slightly: "You mean, it is possible for the temple to build a temporary teleportation array like the Flame Door in the last jihad in Amperesel?"

Brando nodded.

"But such a teleportation array costs a lot of money, and it will not be a drop in the bucket for the temple. I heard that only a few such teleportation arrays were built throughout the war. They are willing to do it for the nobles in the north." Is the investment so big?" Nimesis asked.

Brando couldn't help shaking his head, a pure soldier! On the contrary, Her Royal Highness nodded calmly: "Holy war is coming, a stable Aruin is far more meaningful to the temple than a teleportation array, not to mention that Aruin is the front line of the war. In the future, there will be a temporary The teleportation array is also necessary..."

"That is to say, the Black Blade Legion and the White Lion Legion may appear on the battlefield of Ambethel at any time." Loka nodded.

"But our army is still in Vlada-Pace." Enroc couldn't help but change his face a little, and the felled guy finally woke up: "This is fun, aren't we going to be made dumplings? "

"Don't worry, all of this is just speculation. It's the temple's hole card. After all, the teleportation array has a time limit. But we have to have a corresponding response plan," Brando replied: "I like to do something in advance Make a plan, and I hope you will too, so we need a new plan for what may change next."

"So what are you going to do?" Nimesis asked.

"I haven't figured it out yet, but we can rule out those unrealistic options one by one." Brando replied: "The most direct way is to turn around and go back to the port area. There are patrol cavalry and harbor guards in front of us." The main force of the army, but we will also have the support of our allies."

"It's just cleared up now. Although there are still storms in the open sea, since the temple knows that we may go by sea, it may be a bit unwise for us to make this choice. What's more, fighting at sea, the strong with more than the elements can easily destroy our The sailing boat, even if it is not captured alive, will probably drown—”

"That is to say, we can only break through by land." Nimesis replied calmly. As if it had nothing to do with her. Such a female knight made Brando feel a little strange, quite different from the person in his impression. The senior in Brando's memory, dare to love, dare to hate, confident and calm, always has an infectious smile on her face, but never lacks majesty and decisiveness, as if she is a natural leader.

But there seemed to be something lingering on the female knight, Nimesis finally frowned, with a cold face, when she looked at a person. It was as if he was immersed in his own thoughts. The other party seems to be thinking about something all the time.

Every time Brando thinks this way, he actually feels a little strange. They are obviously two different people, but he always compares them subconsciously.

Nimesis looked at the other party and saw that she was distracted, and couldn't help frowning again.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Brando came back to his senses.

"It's nothing, but to leave Ambersel by land, we need to pass through the Vlada forest and climb over the mountains of Anlek. This is not a smooth road. On the contrary, it is full of thorns. We may face the army of Grand Duke Anlek. They will not let us break through so easily."

"No, you're wrong. I'm afraid this is not a breakout, but an escape, a dangerous and difficult escape, with a small chance," Brando shook his head. With a wry smile, "But we have no choice now."

"We must break out from the south to leave Amperesel, pass through the forest of Vlada and the mountains of Anleke, and join your army in the south. The original plan of Her Royal Highness and Lord Overwell was to break out from the south. Leaving Ampersel by land, right, with the wit of a lone wolf, I think there must be a pre-arrangement."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at Princess Griffin.

"Yes," the half-elf girl nodded calmly. Instead of Overwell, he replied, "But we still don't have much choice. The army in my territory will go north along the province of Alek, but it will take at least three to four days to reach the southern border of the Vlada Forest."

"And if they are blocked by the local army of Anleke Province, it may take longer."

Brando nodded secretly when he heard that, he knew that the princess and Overwell really had their cards in their cards. Judging from her tone, this army is still worth using, and even the army in the province of Alec seems not enough to completely defeat the other party. Defeated, but only blocked for a while.

As far as he knows, the army of Her Royal Highness the Princess in Vlada-Pace is absolutely not capable of this, and the cadets in the Royal Knight Academy are also not capable. It's just the graduates of the first batch, plus the outstanding freshmen like Freya and Bresen.

In other words, there must be nobles behind Her Royal Highness who support her, and the royal family has a deep heritage. This is only the nobles who support the royal family, without counting the royal party who parted ways, and the royal party behind the royal party, Grand Duke Lantonilan. If the two have not completely turned their faces, the combination will really have the strength to divide the north from the south.

But that was obviously not what Princess Griffin wanted.

Brando knows better than anyone else the character of Her Royal Highness, who is calm and rational on the surface, but is actually so staunch. She will never compromise with anyone.

But apparently it's more than that.

He showed a curious look, the princess must not only have this hole card, so she should have been forced to abstain at this poker table long ago. By the way, what else did you not think of?

Seeing Brando's eyes, Princess Griffin sighed: "But it's not impossible, Mr. Brando. As long as we can leave Ampersel Port and retreat towards the Holy White Bay, I can arrange reliable allies Accept us..."

Holy White Bay?

A flash of light flashed in Brando's mind. He knew this place. This place is south of Ampersel, passing through a bay surrounded by cliffs after the Vlada forest. Because the geographical environment cannot build ports and wharfs, it is generally there Only as a temporary sheltered anchorage.

But in his memory, he could only remember that it was the habitat of the storm hermit crab, a level 12 aquatic monster. In the past, that kind of place was only related to the tasks of a few fishermen in the port of Ampersel.

Where will there be any allies?

etc!

"Anchoring point," Brando suddenly reacted, and couldn't help blurting out: "The anchoring point of the First Royal Fleet of Eruin!"

"Ah!" Princess Griffin let out a low cry.

As soon as the words came out, Brando also realized what he looked up at Princess Griffin, but seeing that Her Highness looked at him with a somewhat indescribable look, "Mr. Brando...you...you how……"

Ha, I accidentally said the wrong thing again. He was suddenly a little embarrassed. Having advanced knowledge is not a good thing, it is too easy to be regarded as a magic stick.

The secret anchor point of the Eruin Royal Fleet in Holy White Bay is a secret that no one outside the royal family knows...

He was about to defend himself, but he didn't expect the half-elf princess to look at him with a complex face, as if she understood something, and said after a while: "Mr. Brando, it turns out that what Captain Buned said is true ...It turns out that Mr. Shire is really alive, and you and Mr. Shire are really..."

"Ah?" Brando was stunned for a moment: "Wait, what's the relationship between me and that fellow Charles? Isn't it the relationship between knights and attendants?"

He turned around inexplicably.

Seeing Charles wryly smile.

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ps: I forgot the time while I was writing, and I saw that I wrote 8k words... otl, I don’t want to divide the latest plot, so let’s post it together.

In addition, I recently wrote about the conflict halo. If I remember correctly, it should be 7 points of protection. There was a wrong calculation formula in the previous chapter and it was written as 11 points. That should be a bug, and it should be corrected now. Everything is subject to the formula proposed by Brando when he met Alberton.