Intermission 1:
"Let me in, I want to see Sir!"
"Luo Shi, let me reiterate, Lord Sir, you won't see anyone, go back."
Hell and humanity are at war on the Western Front.
In front of Sir Mulak's camp, two knight heroes are confronting each other.
The bridge of Luo Shi's nose is very high.
He had a thick and thick beard on his chin. He didn't have time to trim it, and it grew unevenly.
This was incompatible with his slightly delicate facial features, but it also gave him the temperament of an iron-blooded soldier.
His dark circles were heavy, and his sunken eyes were full of anger.
"Sarit Lal! Uncle! I will call you uncle for the last time!"
The rear has cut off our food, grass and supplies, do you know what this means?!"
Luo Shi gritted his teeth.
"This means Sir Sir will find a way!
Little lion, remember your identity.
You are just a captain, this is not something you should worry about!"
The gray-haired Sarit's eyes were full of coldness, and he said coldly.
"Little Lion, you are a general now, not a lord guarding a third of an acre of land!
What Sir Sir needs to consider is the outcome of the entire Erathia and the survival of the entire Mrak family!
Instead of just focusing on the few people under your command like you!"
Sarit turned up the volume.
"In the army, you either obey orders or promote me to master now.
When you become a master, come to me and express your nonsense complaints!"
Sarit's voice was still loud, but he spoke slower and continued:
"Little Lion, Lord Sir has high expectations for you, and I have high expectations for you, so don't ruin your future.
Now, as the flag-bearer of Sir Mrak, I order you to get back here!"
Luo Shi bit his back molar firmly.
He really doesn't understand.
Those sons of bitches in Erathia have already clearly targeted the Mulak family, so why does the patriarch still tolerate it?
We fought to the death, attacked five cities in a row, and our supplies were cut off by the rear. How could such a bastard thing still happen?
His subjects followed him onto the battlefield carrying their own rations and weapons, trusting him with their lives and fighting bravely for him.
But now, he wants them to starve.
hateful!
Luo Shi stared at Salit and said word by word:
"Follow your orders!"
"Albert, let's go!"
Luo Shi turned around angrily, strode away without looking back.
Albert bowed to Salit and was about to leave.
"Albert."
Sarit spoke indifferently.
"Remember to warn Luo Shi.
Don't think that just because you have made some achievements on the battlefield and received a few praises, you can point fingers in front of me.
You are his steward and his teacher. You are older than him and have more experience. You must teach him well."
Albert stood up straight and said:
"You are my uncle, and he is my master.
My master never values ​​status or identity, he only values ​​truth.
And I only recognize him."
Albert turned around and ran quickly to keep up with Luo Shi.
"snort!"
Sarit grunted and punched the long sword with the scabbard on the ground. The sword was deeply embedded in the ground.
"Uncultured stuff.
One, two, both.
He is not very capable, his temper is not small, and he does not distinguish between good and bad.
You are all fucking reckless and will die on the battlefield sooner or later."
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Intermission 2:
Inham stood in the camp. Opposite him was Queen Catherine of Erathia who was writing a dossier.
"Catherine, I now very doubt whether you have the ability to take charge of Lasia.
All of Erathia knows that Sousa is yours.
She rebelled.
It makes me wonder if I received your instructions."
Inham stood up straight and held the angel cross on his chest with both hands.
"On behalf of the Church, I give you an ultimatum.
If you cannot solve the problem of Sosa within half a year, the Church Inquisition will take over the Sosa rebellion.
At the same time, I will deprive you of all your real power as queen and hand it over to Roland."
Catherine touched her forehead with a headache and said:
"Inham, give me some time.
I believe Sousa is loyal to me, and there must be some hidden agenda behind her rebellion."
Inham took a deep look at Catherine and said meaningfully: "I hope so."
"Your Majesty, an urgent letter from Via Port City."
A monk hero walked into the camp, handed a letter to Inham, and quickly left.
Inham read the letter, spread it out, put it in front of Catherine, and raised the corners of his mouth mockingly.
“This is the third time Sylvia has submitted its resignation in the past two years.
Interesting, we are yours again, it seems you have one more problem."
Inham's eyes under the monk's hat stared at Catherine and said slowly:
"I hope you will not disappoint the church. Lord Seraph is watching Erathia, Your Majesty the Queen."
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Intermission 3:
"Lord Sousa, according to the plan, we are about to arrive in our territory."
A Crusader of Glory takes the reins of Sousa's horse.
The Glory Crusaders, a level 4 and 5 miraculous unit, are covered in golden heavy armor. They are the strongest individual troops under Sousa, and their combat effectiveness is even higher than that of the level 6 and 5 champion knights.
To be continued...