Chapter 1346: Soldiers approaching the holy city (seeking a monthly ticket)
ww.x.om At the end of October, the weather is slightly cold and everything is withered. It is already late autumn. The grass and trees have turned yellow one after another, and the earth is a monotonous color.
In the howling autumn wind, a piece of withered yellow leaf swirled and slowly fell to the ground. It was mixed among a piece of equally withered and yellow weeds.
Immediately, an iron hoof fell from mid-air and stepped heavily on the fallen leaves, crushing the already fragile leaves. The fragments were scattered with the cold autumn wind.
It was a tall pure black war horse.
The hoofs alone are as big as the mouth of a bowl, the limbs are slender, and the whole body is full of bulging muscles. It looks like it contains explosive power.
The shiny fur sparkled in the sun, as if it had been painted with a layer of ink.
There is a white sword-shaped spot in front of its forehead, which makes it appear to be an unusually powerful horse. The mount of the God of War in mythology is nothing more than this.
If you are someone who knows horses, you will be able to tell at first glance through the prominent spots that this war horse comes from the Aberdeen area, which is rich in war horses. It is the best war horse in the mainland.
If you are a professional, you may be able to clearly point out from its graceful long neck, long mane, short head, and well-developed limbs that the war horse also has the best and purest royal bloodline. His ancestors were favored by countless ancient emperors.
There are only a few such famous horses in the world, and they are all extremely valuable. Only the most powerful people in the mainland can own them.
Sitting on that war horse was a tall knight wearing a scarlet cloak, and his whole body was covered with thick heavy armor.
The armor is shiny, graceful and meticulous in shape, with exquisite patterns and patterns engraved on it. It is full of artistic flavor and is definitely not ordinary.
The knight was carrying a sword on his waist, and the hilt was inlaid with a huge gem, almost as big as an egg. The crystal clear gem reflected dazzling smoothness in the sun, and was truly priceless.
Behind him, a large flag fluttered in the wind. A huge golden lightning bolt was embroidered on it.
The knight sat back on his horse and glanced sideways with satisfaction.
Wherever he looked, there was a sea of flags, armor like a sea, swords like snow, and spears like a forest.
Well-equipped soldiers covered the entire land. They lined up neatly and formed square formations, proudly facing the east. The whole team was extremely spectacular.
The black iron armor on their bodies reflected the cold light, dimming the sun in the sky.
The footsteps during the march rumbled like thunder, shaking the earth and resounding through the sky.
From time to time, a long horn sounded, penetrating the huge noise and reaching the ears clearly.
Seeing the groups of soldiers rushing across the plain like a tide, Veerapurani couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.
These were the Semitic legions he led.
Following his orders, these most elite warriors of the Semitic tribe will cross mountains and seas without fear, conquering the east and west, turning everything in front of them into rubble and an endless sea of blood~!
Along the way, they were invincible, attacking hundreds of cities, plundering two thousand miles of territory, and fighting dozens of fierce battles without ever being defeated.
In front of them, the so-called elite of mankind are as weak as a group of chickens and dogs.
At this moment, looking at the rows of soldiers, he couldn't help but have a slight illusion, as if he was a god high above the clouds, deciding the life and death of all people at will.
At this moment, I dominate this land.
The resentment I had towards the high priest in my heart had long since disappeared without a trace.
In front of the high priest, General Veraplani was not as favored as the recently deceased General Maschinot.
The reason is probably that he is not as articulate and lovable as Maschinault.
Therefore, during the war, he was only commanding on the western front, responsible for dealing with the attack from the Ruman Empire, and had been fighting a tug-of-war between the soldiers of the Kingdom of Kiel and the Ruman Empire.
It was a job that required a lot of effort and didn't bring much benefit.
The famous general of the Ruman Empire, Marquis Maleton, is also an experienced and cunning opponent.
Although the Marquis of Maleton was inferior in strength and lacked troops, he was extremely weak in fighting and suffered repeated defeats in the fierce attacks of Veraplani.
However, the defense of the Ruman Empire he led was as strong as a tortoise, and there were damn artillery to assist in the battle, leaving Veerappuram helpless and unable to achieve even an inch of success.
Therefore, on the Eastern Front, Maschinault and the others kept advancing because their opponents were too weak. They were grabbing land, money, women, and granting official titles. They gave away a lot of hereditary titles.
hat.
There was a chorus of praise within the Semitic army, and people's expectations were unparalleled.
There was no movement from Veraplani, which made him extremely uncomfortable. If he was not careful, he would be bitten hard by Maleton's old fox. It felt like a eunuch going to a brothel.
, his heart was burning, but he had nowhere to vent it. If he stayed any longer, he would be driven crazy.
And now, suddenly a bolt from the clear sky.
General Maschinault, who had great military exploits, was killed. He suddenly died on the battlefield under circumstances that no one expected.
And the generals under him were suddenly leaderless and in chaos.
Speaking of which, those brats are really cool. Before General Maschinault's bones were cold, those generals started fighting openly and secretly for the crown of King Casmonlia on his head, and even had a big fight.
Fight.
That is the hat of a king, ruling over thousands of miles of land, with fertile plains under his rule, and thirty million people, controlling the life and death of nobles like them.
Each of the several generals under Maschinault believed that the crown should be theirs, and that the commander-in-chief of the Western Front should also be theirs, and they refused to give in to each other.
Under Delong City, they were almost going to have a large-scale firefight. These generals came from different Semitic tribes. They were from the same tribe and had different families. No one bought the fault of the other.
The lost lichs realized something was wrong and tried their best to suppress it.
At the same time, the lawsuit also came before the high priest.
The high priest was furious and severely reprimanded the generals.
Veerapurani himself was a blessing in disguise as he was transferred from the Western Front to command this battle.
And the high priest may have made a promise that as long as he captures Fantino, he will be the king of Casmonlia~!
Compared to his current title of King of Ribor, it is really small and pitiful. It is less than one third of the size of Casmonlia.
Thinking of this, Weerapuram couldn't help but laugh happily again, just like the past few days, he was so happy that he could hardly close his mouth from ear to ear.
What does it mean to see people's hearts over time, what does it mean to keep the clouds open and see clearly? What does it mean to not experience wind and rain, to not see the rainbow...
Looking at General Veerappuram's personal experience, we can know how hard the general worked and finally succeeded.
At this moment, a fast horse galloped from the front.
The knight came close, hurriedly reined in his horse, and stopped. He saluted General Veraplan, and then shouted loudly: "Inform the general, our forward has arrived ten miles outside Fantino City. Please give instructions, general."
"Ten miles outside Fantino City?~!" Veraplan was suddenly shocked.
The powerful Semitic legion has reached the pillar of human spirit. Their holy city~!
As long as this place is captured, the human spirit of resistance will inevitably be crushed.
And as the person who led the army to attack the human race's holy city, he will definitely be remembered in history~!
"The conqueror of Fantino, or the conqueror of mankind~!"
Veerapurani secretly thought about this title in his heart, adding this attributive in front of his name, it felt really bad~!
Wouldn't he become the number one person in the Semitic tribe? No royal noble would be worthy of carrying his shoes when the time comes.
Thinking of this, he immediately waved his horsewhip vigorously and shouted loudly: "Send my order and the whole army will move forward faster. They must arrive at Fantino City before noon."
After saying that, he raised his hand and gave his horse a hard whip on the butt.
The war horse was in pain, and immediately roared violently, stood up, kicked off its hooves, and rode Juechen, running quickly towards the direction of the army.
When the flag bearer next to him saw it, he didn't dare to be negligent. He also hurriedly urged his horse, held the flag high, and chased after him.
An hour later, Verapuram had arrived at the front army.
At this time, the former army had set up camp ten miles away from Fantino City.
Although Veerapuram was covered in dust, he did not dismount and go into the camp to rest. Instead, he walked straight out of the camp and came to a hill not far away. Then he stopped his horse and carefully observed the distance.
of that city.
Under the sunlight, the city in the distance is like a piece of light blue clouds, which cannot be seen clearly.
Only in the center of the city, there was a dazzling golden light, and the halo illuminated the mid-air, as if it was a miracle.
Weeraplan just took a look and immediately knew clearly what it was.
In fact, every Semitic general knew this very well.
Those are the three goals that every heroic Semitic officer dreams of, even the three goals that he would conquer without sacrificing his soul: First, the three towers in Maple Leaf Danlin, which represent the highest achievements of human elemental mages.
Second, it is here, the magnificent Temple of Light in Fantino City, which represents the spiritual holy land of all mankind.
Third, there is the famous castle in Ruman City in the Ruman Empire, which represents the Ruman Empire, the most powerful country in the world.
At this time, the golden light he saw was actually the reflection of the golden dome of the Temple of Light~!
It is said that many human beings regard the 'Golden Dome Reflection' as one of the top ten sights of the Holy City. For this reason, they are still very angry, drinking, reading poetry, and disgusting people.
I almost vomited my food.
But at this time, Veerapplan felt a burst of excitement in his heart.
This was the closest place the Semites could reach to their enemies for thousands of years.
And tomorrow, this place will become a pile of rubble~!
He has received information that the Holy See of Light's military mobilization is extremely slow. The vanguard troops they could use were also lost in the recent war.
Therefore, Fantino at this time can be said to be an empty city, with no available soldiers except a bunch of dead bald men and nuns.
Attack an empty city with nearly 200,000 troops...
Although it is a famous city, it will surely fall at its own feet~!
Looking at the city in the distance and imagining it being engulfed in a sea of fire, General Veerappuram couldn't help but suddenly felt a sense of regret: It would be great if such a beautiful city could be preserved.
It's a pity that the high priest has issued a strict order that Fantino must be destroyed~!
Moreover, not even a complete tile can be left behind. The name Fantino must be completely and completely erased forever.
He thought briefly for a while, then heard the sound of a horn behind him, and looked back involuntarily.
Immediately, he saw that the former army camp was already burning with smoke, and it was obvious that the soldiers were burying pots and making rice.
Upon seeing this, Veerappuram couldn't help but flew into a rage, and a group of war horses shouted sternly: "Where is General Talma, the commander of the former army?"
Seeing his sudden rage, several officers around him looked at each other for a moment.
Someone in the crowd whispered: "I know your Excellency is coming. General Talma is in the camp and is personally preparing lunch for Your Excellency."
Veraplan's eyes were like lightning, and he glanced coldly. But he didn't find out who the speaker was - at this time, the person who took the risk to say good things for Talma was definitely his best friend.
He snorted coldly, and then said sternly: "Eating, at this time, he still wants to eat. Send an order to him to come to see me within ten breaths, otherwise military law will be engaged~!"
After saying that, he swung his cloak heavily and turned to look at Fantino.
Behind him, a group of officers secretly looked at each other, but no one dared to say a word.
The so-called three things to do when a new official takes office.
No matter when a new official takes office, he must establish his prestige. Otherwise, his subordinates will look down on him and will not be able to command him in the future.
After Veerappuram took office, everyone has been secretly guessing who he would target to establish his power. However, there has been no movement.
Now it seems that Talma was unlucky and bumped into the muzzle of his gun.
But this is also to be expected. After the death of General Maschinault, among all his successors, Talma had the highest voice because he also had the largest number of troops.
As a result, the high priest parachuted General Veerappuram. If you don't deal with him, who should you deal with?
There were already guards nearby who had already rushed towards the military camp on horseback to convey Veerappuram's order.
After a while, a general wearing a red cloak and a red and white tassel on his helmet was seen galloping towards him.
As soon as he got close, he rolled his saddle and dismounted, knelt down on one knee, bowed in front of General Veerappuram in a formal manner, and shouted loudly: "General, Talma is here to report."
Only then did Veerapplan turn around and looked at the other person up and down. He found that Talma had a respectful face and an extremely dignified attitude.
Seeing this situation, Veerapuram did not want to get angry. He had to control the importance of his subordinates, otherwise he would cause his subordinates to feel resentful.
He snorted coldly, and then said in a deep voice: "General Talma, tell me, where are you now?"
Talma couldn't help but be startled.
Before he could answer, Veraplan stretched out his riding crop, pointed hard at the city of Fantino in the distance, and then shouted sternly: "You are riding into the holy city of Fantino at the foot of the holy city of mankind.
The Temple of Light is burning. Achieving unparalleled achievements is right in front of you. But you stopped.
As a general, do you know what it means to have an army with great speed?"
Talma was stunned for a while, and then said with a smile: "But general, our army has traveled a long distance and marched in a hurry. We are tired of people and horses, and we haven't even eaten yet..."
Veraplan looked at him with hatred and said: "The enemy hasn't eaten yet. They are just an empty city. The nearest human army is still surrounded by us in Delong. I don't know what you are worried about?"
Talma hesitated for a moment, and then argued: "General, according to the report from the cavalry scouting horses, Lorraine's eagle flag seems to be seen ahead.
It is very likely that he has already arrived with his army, so...so..."
When everyone suddenly heard the taboo name, they all whispered in unison, and then looked at each other in confusion.
The flying eagle war god of the human race.
Damn little pretty boy.
Not only did he steal the most beautiful woman from Lingshan, he also cuckolded the prince of Leishan. According to unconfirmed news, he once had a head-to-head fight with the high priest. He set up an ambush and killed the high priest.
hurt.
In the minds of everyone, the high priest is a great being like a god or demon, who dominates the world and is invincible. However, such a great god suffered at the hands of that man.
While he shattered the myth of the invincibility of the high priest and pulled him off the altar, he also created his own myth, deeply rooting awe and fear in the hearts of the Semitic people.
Weerapuram was also startled, and then he became furious and yelled: "Fart, fart~!"
Lorraine is far away in Naian. How could he lead an army here in such a short time? Could it be that he flew here?
Even if he flew here in a war fortress, you don’t know how high the energy consumption of the war fortress is. How many people can travel such a long distance and be able to do Fantino?”
Everyone couldn't help but look at each other, with thoughtful expressions on their faces.
Yes, the load capacity of the war fortress is limited, and it can only transport dozens of people at a time. Even if Lorraine uses all her strength, how many people can be transported in such a short period of time?
At most, it looks like a group.
That small amount of troops is really not enough for everyone.
These soldiers are also elites of this era, but they have fallen into misunderstandings due to lack of knowledge. They do not know that there is a powerful means of transportation called a train in this world. Therefore, there is no way to judge Luo
Lin can bring real troops.
In fact, even if they knew the real strength of the troops brought by Lorraine, they would not care. A mere division only has 10,000 people. For them with nearly 200,000 troops, it does not matter at all.
Keep it in mind.
At this time, Veraplan pointed at Fantino and shouted sternly: "General Talma, attack me now. If it is later, I am afraid that all our enemies will have escaped~!"
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