Proof of the Sun King

After making the plan, the Ash Legion immediately began to arrange.

Fulgrim led 30,000 people on a battleship and arrived at the Vampire Coast in two groups. This is a land deeply corrupted by the undead, but it is rarely populated, and the lizard people have no interest in occupying ports far away from the jungle, and Luther- Apart from establishing a few pirate strongholds and treasure troves here, Harken seldom lived here for long, and aside from sporadic resistance, Fulgrim's army managed to get close to the Vampire Coast without much trouble. the edge of the jungle.

The army camped here.

Forgan divided the army into several parts. The artillery regiment on the right flank had two dozen imperial cannons and a dozen mortars, as well as several dwarven cannons that Forgan had taken great care to obtain from the dwarves. He ordered The deputy commander, Fernando Pirazzo, led the ordinary swordsmen, halberdiers, pikemen, archers, and crossbowmen to camp at the front, and the left flank was a cavalry composed of winged cavalry and the Arabi cavalry under the command of the Golden Mage. , including some Arab sailors and guards under the command of Master Jin.

There is no doubt that the Arabian cavalry is the most well-equipped cavalry in the old world. The Arabian cavalry under the golden mage is fully armed, not only wearing full plate armor, but also manning a half-blood elf warhorse, which is even in Brittany. The kingdom of knights can't do it. Most of the war horses in Brittany are descendants of pure blood elf war horses and native forest horses in Brittany after they retreated from the old world. After a few generations, the bloodline has become very thin.

Likewise, the equipment of the Arabian cavalry is the best in the old world.

So in that case, why are Araby's cavalry still no match for the Breton knights?

The reason is simple, Brittany has the Knights of the Holy Grail.

In the Great Crusade of Scarlet Flames, there was once a Holy Grail Knight with the strength of the Sanctuary who hacked to death nine Arab champion warriors in a row, and the head on the horse was hanging on the ground until there were no more champions on the opposite side. , until the morale of the entire army collapsed.

Fulgrim himself led the Phoenix Guard, the elite Ash Legion Great Swordsman and Foot Knights, as well as a small number of knight squires. It is worth mentioning that this elite army of several hundred people is all wearing purple and gold color matching full armor, whether it is Wearing hats or helmets, all of them wore very gorgeous and graceful multicolored helmet feathers, and everyone was equipped with a cloak with a purple background printed with the emblem of the Ashes Legion. From a distance, it was extremely brilliant and eye-catching.

The army set up camp in the forest, and Fulgrim ordered his men to bury a large gemstone ornament prepared by the lizardmen on the beach, and then wait for the arrival of the vampire pirates.

At night, there was a lot of noise in the camp. The soldiers of the Ash Legion lit a bonfire and sang songs around the bonfire. No matter which human country they came from in the old world, everyone should seize the opportunity to relax at this time. The little friends stood on the table, dancing and singing, arm in arm, while the soldiers laughed and drank barley wine.

Even the Imperial soldiers who had just surrendered were quickly integrated into it.

However, Julius always felt a little uncomfortable, and the expedition knight thought that the battle was imminent. Even if the vampire pirates didn't come so soon, Fulgrim would be too relaxed, right?

Turning around, Julius found that except for a few soldiers who were guarding the perimeter and on the beach, most of the soldiers were enjoying a short happy time, and the expedition knight frowned deeper.

He decided to go to Forgan.

Forgan's tent is located inside the camp. It looks very luxurious from the outside. Several Phoenix guards from the Phoenix Guard are roasting chicken at the entrance of the tent. They rub honey on the surface of the roast chicken, and the fat drips from the chicken. Between the bonfires, a piece of sparks splashed out, and besides, the melodious sound of the piano came from the tent.

Fernando Pilazzo was slightly surprised to see Julius appear here. He reached out and took a roast chicken and broke off a drumstick: "Your Excellency Julius, do you want a drumstick?"

"..." Julius frowned slightly: "Is the legion commander inside?"

"Of course, is there something?" Pilazzo knew that Julius and Fugan were relatives, so he couldn't stop him.

"Well, something happened."

"Please wait a moment." Pilazzo opened the curtain and went in, and came out in a few seconds: "The Legion Commander let you in."

Julius opened the curtains and entered the interior of the tent. Thick animal skins were draped on the ground. Fulgrim sat alone on the pony. He gently played the marin in his hand. High to low, then high again, then turned into an agitated sound, then stopped abruptly.

The moment the piano stopped, Julius thought of the words "standard ending" and "."

"Julius, what's the matter?" Forgan put the Malin down: "Please take a seat."

"It's nothing, it's just that I'm not quite used to the outside world. I think you and your soldiers..." Julius sat down according to the words, and the attitude of the expedition knight changed slightly.

"Too relaxed?" The corners of Fugen's mouth curled up, he took out a wine glass, and took out a wine gourd from his back.

This wine gourd is a gift from Lord Mazda Moody. The fruit wine stored in this wine gourd can quickly restore the magic and psychic energy in use. Of course, two sips of Fulgan can drink up the fruit wine in the entire wine gourd. , so it can be used up to two times in combat.

Filling a glass of fruit wine and handing it to Julius, Fugan smiled and looked at Ryan's brother-in-law: "In your imagination, what should war look like?"

Julius had been Fugan's groom for two weeks. He suppressed his displeasure and was about to speak, but Fugan waved his hand to stop him: "In your imagination, isn't the war like this, the serf army is neatly formed? Arranged, withstood the enemy's attack, the knights mounted in advance, the ancient horn has sounded, you shouted the godly name of the lady of the lake and rushed to the battlefield, the enemy crumbled like a mass of slag?"

"..." Julius couldn't answer, in his imagination, the ideal war really should be like this.

"Then I ask you, what if this is the case? You are about to attack the enemy, only to find that your soldiers have not arrived yet, they are from the Empire, from Brittany, from Estalia, from Tyrell Even Araby, you don’t have the certainty of victory, but if you don’t fight for a long time, your honor will be damaged, what should you do?”

"Some troops that usually owe wages and rations are already on the verge of mutiny. You know you need to appease, but you don't have money, so appeasement won't work. You can only use your kindness and power, but it seems that some of them don't treat you well. You are very anxious!"

"Your officers are not united. Some of them are from Bordello, some are from Bastogne, and some are from the Church of Mirdia, the goddess of war. They not only have conflicts, but also have their own backstages!"

"Of course, you also have your cronies, but not many."

"There are good troops, but there are also bad ones. The most elite troops are your personal guards. The worst ones are the rabble of border princes and Estalia's mercenaries. You know that these are the most powerful. The worst soldiers may be unreliable, but you can't fire them all, because it will put the army at an absolute disadvantage, what are you going to do?"

Asked one question after another, Julius was speechless, and the expedition knight pondered for a while before saying, "Then the priority must be to ensure the combat effectiveness and loyalty of your own guards, and the miscellaneous soldiers can't make waves. of."

"Huh, hehe~" Fugen was still laughing, and he laughed more and more playfully, and even because he was too handsome, Julius felt a little flushed and his heart beat faster.

"The war is not that simple. My legion is made up of humans from all over the world. They are very different in terms of culture, belief or race, so I want them to gain a sense of identity with each other in many ways." Forgan finally explained: "They know who they are fighting for, I unify discipline and improve their overall quality, they can be used by me with a sense of honor and unshakable belief, you need to get the soldiers to identify with you, Julius, rather than just thinking about controlling your own people."

"Of course, I have to be thankful that I have a few brass lungs to ensure that my orders can spread throughout the battlefield." Fulgan made a joke.

Brass lungs? several? Julius felt a little strange in his heart, but he thought that this might be a metaphor, so he was relieved. Seizing this opportunity, Fugen and he were barely outsiders. He took the opportunity to open his mouth and asked the doubts in his heart that he had always had in his heart. : "Your Excellency Fulgan, I have been on the Holy Grail expedition for many years. My strength is not bad, even stronger than many ordinary Holy Grail Knights, but I always can't get the lady's approval. What do you think about this?"

"View?" Forgan sneered a few times. He picked up the wine gourd and drank the fruit wine gracefully from a goblet: "Do you really want to listen?"

"The lady asked me to come to you, there must be a lady's reason for this." Julius replied.

"Then, I'll ask you a few questions." Fugen nodded slightly: "I'll finish my questions first, and you have to answer me truthfully one by one, yes or no."

"it is good."

"Do you think Ryan is an excellent knight?"

"Do you think Ryan is a womanizer? For example, there are a lot of women around him? For example, he is particularly fond of certain women's clothing accessories?"

"Do you think Ryan likes to use some tricks to get around chivalry and kingdom laws for his own purposes?"

"Do you think Ryan is a qualified husband?" Forgan finished the question: "You answer me first."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes," Julius replied earnestly, although he did not understand the connection.

"Very good, next four questions."

"Do you think that the lady in the lake is very biased towards Ryan, and is a little unfair and excessive?"

"Do you think that you are the descendant of the noble first Holy Grail Knight 'Pure' Ledermond, no matter how shameless, despicable and depraved, you are destined and must be a knight?"

"Did your Duke Winford family take advantage of Ryan's rise to **** a lot of benefits for themselves, and take the opportunity to continuously infiltrate his power?"

"Finally, have you ever felt jealous, thinking that if you were chosen to be the God's Choice champion of the Lady of the Lake, you would definitely be better than Ryan?" Fuggan sat on the Maza to ease his body: "I'm done asking, you Answer it."

Julius went through these four questions in his heart. There is no doubt that the four answers are "yes", but when he tried to say the four simple words, he found that he said no matter what. don't come out!

The expedition knight was sweating profusely in an instant, and big drops of sweat soaked his back and clothes. He tried hard to give a positive answer, but there was something on his back that was preventing him! That's a thing called vanity, that's a thing called arrogance, that's a thing called greed, that's a thing called jealousy, and some rage and depravity deep inside neighed in Julius' ears groaning, roaring, cursing everything.

Julius's face was uncertain, and he took out the icon of the fairy in the lake from above almost instantly, trying to calm himself down.

The initiator, Fugen, ate dinner calmly and sipped fine wine. His elegant and extravagant actions made the somewhat humble tent appear wider.

For a long time, Julius felt that the deepest darkness in his heart gradually faded away. He walked to Fugan and bowed gently: "I understand why I have never been able to get close to the Holy Grail, thank you for your guidance, Fugan. Legion Commander."

"You trust your sword too much, Yuri." Seeing Julius like this, Fugen's beautiful, star-like eyes revealed a trace of sadness and vicissitudes: "In your sword, there is too much hidden. So much arrogance and darkness, only by conquering it can you get close to the Holy Grail, otherwise you are doomed to die or return in a long expedition."

After Julius left in relief, Fulgrim couldn't stop laughing.

"Hmph~ Qi's conspiracy."

…………I am the dividing line that my uncle almost turned black…………

A few days later, sure enough, with the thick fog on the coastline and a certain feeling of freezing cold, an undead fleet gradually approached the vampire coast.

That's dozens of undead battleships covered in barnacles and coral! It was full of vampire pirates, their eyes spewing green flames, and their mouths were bubbling with green smoke, and the thick fog covered their shadows from time to time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ came. "Fulgan led the Ash Legion soldiers to hide in the jungle by the beach, the Emperor's Children the Primarch squinted at the enemy approaching the coast.

In the thick fog, there was a sound of hoarse boat song after wave.

"Ah~ah~ our blood is cold and biting~"

"Our plunder will never stop~"

"Ahhhhhhhhhh~"

The undead warship was gradually approaching the coast, a vampire lord held a shovel in one hand and an ancient holy slate in the other, he jumped off the warship like a madman, and rushed to the beach: "Ah~ yes, yes!!! I feel it, I feel it calling me!"

"It's Luther-Haken!" Gold Mage came to Fulgrim: "Are we going to act?"

"No, wait a minute." Fugen waved for everyone to stabilize.

Luther Haken didn't notice the movement in the direction of the jungle at all. He was like crazy. He used the ancient holy slate to sense the position, and then picked up the shovel and dug directly on the beach, while still talking to himself. Says: "Maybe no one will believe my story at all, but to be honest, the story started so badly."

"I used to be a whole person, but now we've become a lot." Luther Harken continued to talk to himself, digging **** the beach: "But we all believe in one principle, that is to get the world All treasures, onepiece!"

Luther-Haken soon found the lizardman treasure buried under the ground, he was ecstatic, he picked up the lizardman treasure in one hand, and the ancient holy tablet in the other: "Then, we will be one !"

After speaking, Luther Haken suddenly pulled out his machete and pointed in the direction of the jungle: "Fire at those humans!"

"They will all be my recruits!"