In the early morning, the heavy gate of the military camp in the south of the city slowly opened with the force of eight guards.
"All the group, let's go!"
Following Leng Jin's order, the knights lined up four in a row, like a long dragon, filed out of the military camp, crossed diagonally through the small square in the south of the city, turned onto Victory Street, and headed towards the south city gate.
The leaders are Landero, Bolong, Lake and Larry.
Everyone looked solemn.
Around the square, on both sides of the road, and even on the rooftops, there were already crowds of people watching.
On the balcony of the Hera Hotel opposite the military camp, many nobles looked at it from a distance.
The city seemed particularly quiet at this moment. The only sounds that could be heard were the horses' hooves hitting the bluestones on the road as the team moved forward, and the collision of long swords and armor as the horses rose and fell.
"Are you really leaving?"
"Didn't you say that you haven't even completed the basic training?"
"Who knows?"
"Where are they going? To the north?"
"I guess we should go to Count Leo's fiefdom. In Ansos, His Majesty personally awarded the reward. I heard that it used to be a territory directly under the royal family."
"But I heard that the situation in the north is getting worse and worse. If we go to the fiefdom, I think it would be better to stay in Lulian and complete the training before leaving."
"I agree with this."
"Yes, Count Leo is now an upstart in the empire, and the knights have just been formed. Whose turn is it to fight against the demons? It's not his turn, right? Even us, Lulian, have just fought against the abyss demons.
After a battle, were you given special permission to postpone your journey north?"
"I don't know if there is any inside story here. I heard that during this period, those nobles were jumping up and down, waiting to see the Knights of the Southern Cross' jokes?"
"Jokes? Don't they have enough jokes of their own?"
"That's right! I think these guys are jealous!"
The civilians on the street were talking a lot, and occasionally someone applauded and cheered for the marching knights.
And as more and more Knights of the Southern Cross appeared, the cheers became more and more enthusiastic.
For the Lulians, the Knights of the Southern Cross are their own team.
Especially the hundreds of mercenaries who followed Leo out of the abyss, they are heroes that every Lurian is sincerely grateful and respected.
Although they don't know where they are going, everyone knows that from the day they were established, this team that sacrificed the flag with demon blood has never existed to endure humiliation and survive.
Farewell today, one day in the future, when the world hears the name of this team again, it will definitely be the time when she shines brightly and emerges from the sky!
"Take care of yourself!"
"Everyone, please come on!"
Many people stood apart from the guards, stretched out their hands from a distance, high-fived the knights on horseback, and spoke sincerely.
And as the rows of iron cavalry rolled past, with the sound of horse hooves, with the fluttering flags and the forest of lances, someone in the crowd shouted "Long Live the Empire" under the excitement.
Then the second person, the third person...
This sound was like the patter of raindrops at first, and then gradually gathered into a violent storm, spread out, and resounded through the sky.
Listening to this voice, the nobles on the platform of Hera Hotel had complicated expressions.
"Hmph..." a nobleman from the northwest Prussian province said with a sarcastic face, "It's just a local knighthood, but it deserves to be so grand, even shouting "Long Live the Empire." It's simply inexplicable."
Someone next to him echoed: "Although Lulian is now called a small imperial capital, it is still a rural area in the south. How many of these people here have seen the world?"
"You said that Ao has disappeared here for such a long time, and now he is leading the knights northward. What is his plan?" A gray-haired old nobleman frowned and said: "He doesn't really think that he can bring these mercenaries together."
Together, can we conquer the world and make great achievements?"
"Isn't that too naive?"
"I received news before that they were going north. I thought it was a rumor. I didn't expect it to be true."
"It shouldn't be to fight the demons, right? Maybe to the fiefdom."
"Hey, if you really dare to go to the front line, it will be a lot of fun... I'm just waiting to see this kid fall into a trap!"
"I think it was the right choice for Leo to leave Lulian. Do you think he, the so-called Knights, wouldn't feel as uncomfortable as being roasted on a fire rack when we stare at him? As long as he can be trained, that's all.
Once you fail to train, it will become a joke."
"Yes, if I were him, I would simply take the team to the fiefdom. If it is impossible to train, I would simply disband quietly to avoid being embarrassed here..."
A group of people were talking and sarcastic.
However, there are also those who can’t stand it.
A sneer came. Not far away, a burly nobleman with a beard looked at this side and sneered: "You guys are really worried. I don't know when Count Leo was fighting with the four major families.
Or when we crush the invasion of the abyssal demons, are everyone also worried about this?"
The atmosphere suddenly became a bit gunpowder-like.
Everyone frowned. How could they not hear what the other party meant?
That means that the predicaments Leo encountered were far more difficult than he is now, and he has overcome them just as well. Now it is just training, and there is no need for others to worry about it.
"What?" One of the nobles from before rolled his eyes and said, "Leo is not here now. If you want to flatter me, you have come to the wrong place."
The nobles all laughed.
"Flattery?" the bearded nobleman said disdainfully: "A few days ago, I don't know who was hanging around in front of the Grand Duke's Palace all day long, jumping up and down, just to meet him. Why, have you forgotten it now?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the laughter around him suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if being strangled by the neck.
On the surface, it sounds like the beard is only aimed at the guy who rolled his eyes.
But in fact, of all the people present, who didn't rack their brains to meet Leo, and even went to the extent of asking for help?
The threshold of the local noble lords of Lulian was almost leveled by them.
Everything was just because of the appearance of the one hundred magic knights under Adolf. After that day, everyone received a fatal order from the family - to establish a relationship with Leo at all costs.
Whether it's cooperation or friendship, even just having a meal with the most popular magic pattern master in the empire, it can be considered as the credit of those who were sent to Lulian.
However, no one has achieved it.
After that day, Leo disappeared.
But after finally waiting for him to come back, he had to leave. And no one knew where he was going and what he was going to do.
Because of this, everyone present was somewhat resentful.
This cynicism is not so much concerned about the training of the Knights of the Southern Cross as it is jealousy of sour grapes. After all, many of them had competed with Leo for mercenaries.
Belong.
In anger, the noble who rolled his eyes snorted coldly: "What's the use of a person no matter how powerful he is? We are looking for him because of his identity as a magic pattern master, not because of this so-called knighthood he established over his own abilities!"
"Yes!" Someone next to him said: "A good magic pattern master is not necessarily a good commander. Besides, people like the Knights of the Southern Cross have not even completed the most basic training and went to the battlefield.
Vulnerable."
"Vulnerable?" This time, before the bearded man could retort, a middle-aged noble standing next to him laughed: "If you look carefully at this lineup, do you dare to call it vulnerable?"
The bearded noble seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed loudly: "Leo can give Adolf a hundred sets of magical costumes, but his own knights don't have them? I heard that recently,
Almost all the magic gold armor that can be collected in the southern part of the empire has been collected by Lulian's Golden Skull Auction House. I don't think it goes without saying where it will end up?"
The nobles opposite were all speechless.
Even the most arrogant person cannot refute this.
"Besides, even if we leave aside the Heavenly Transformation Demonic Equipment, the two Holy Domains among the mercenaries, the fifty-six Great Light Knights and the nearly four hundred Glory Knights..." the middle-aged noble pointed.
Pointing in the direction of the military camp: "Nu, look at those elven hunters and those dwarf heavy-armored warriors..."
Everyone's expressions became even more ugly.
At this moment, those who were walking out of the military camp were four hundred elf hunters and six hundred dwarf heavy-armored warriors.
It’s been countless years since everyone saw these two aliens’ established units appear in the human military ranks.
But at this moment, they did not appear in the Holy See's army, nor in the royal army, nor in the private armies of these aristocratic families. Instead, they appeared in the knights newly formed by a small count.
What does the joining of these alien races mean?
No one knows better than them.
Elf hunters are known as the kings of hunters. And dwarf heavy armor warriors are the kings among heavy armor warriors.
This is the power brought by racial talent, which cannot be cultivated through training at all.
Their joining means that the Knights of the Southern Cross have reached the pinnacle of what a knightly order can achieve in terms of battlefield intelligence, detection, concealment and heavy armored infantry!
What does the peak mean?
That means that if you play battlefield intelligence concealment with them, you will be killed by them.
Hundreds of elven hunters who come and go like the wind and are skilled in archery will kill or manipulate the scouts you scatter around the battlefield.
They will know everything about you, and you will only know what they want you to know.
You've already lost half of this battle before it's even been fought.
And if the Elf Hunters determine the beginning of the war, then on the battlefield of the official confrontation, a dwarf heavy armored force is even more despairing.
Normally, these heavily armored warriors would not be dispatched.
Their armor is too heavy, and no mounts can support them in running and charging. Therefore, in knights' battles, they often just stand in the central main formation and watch quietly.
But no one can ignore them.
Even if they just stand there, they are already a terrifying deterrent and pressure.
Because when your knight launches a charge, you will know how strong the copper wall and iron wall blocking your charge is.
In front of them, you are like waves hitting a rock, which will eventually be smashed into pieces!
On the other hand, when the opponent's cavalry charges you, you not only have to deal with those galloping knights, but you also have to always be wary of these short tin cans.
Usually all your bad premonitions will come true when you get into a melee.
At that time, you will find that these dwarves singing the song of the Angry Warriors have already rushed into your formation on their short legs at a speed no less than that of a galloping horse.
They are not good at running long distances, but when it comes to sprinting short distances while wearing heavy armor, they are definitely the best in the world.
There is no doubt that once they rush in, it will be a one-sided massacre.
These murderous gods covered in blood will cut off your head, smash your skull, smash your chest, and turn your whole body into a ball of sputtering flesh and blood in an instant.
This is what elven hunters and dwarf armored warriors are all about.
Their existence is enough to increase the combat effectiveness of any knight order to several levels.
"What a luxurious lineup..." The middle-aged noble ignored everyone at this time and said almost to himself, "I really can't imagine how terrifying such a team will be once it completes training.
And even without training..."
He turned his head, the sarcasm on his face not concealed at all: "Of all the people present, which one is willing to have a chance to touch them?"
The conversation suddenly became boring.
The atmosphere became completely cold.
…
On a hillside outside the city, Adolf and the noble lords of Lulian who were seeing them off were all quietly watching the team walking out of the city gate with complicated expressions.
Roy stood next to Adolf.
"What happened this time is really..." Adolf was embarrassed for a long time, and finally said.
At the beginning, he took over the training task in a big way, but in the end he failed to complete it. So when Roy was eager to go north, he could only leave with an almost intact "mercenary group".
This made him blush somewhat.
"Then you're going to charge me a hundred less Celestial Demon costumes as compensation?" Roy asked seriously.
"No way!" Adolf flatly refused.
Fano, Kahn and others on the side all laughed.
Roy threw his hand and a ring fell into Adolf's hand.
"Two hundred sets, one set is quite a lot." He said with a smile.
Adolf was stunned for a moment when he caught the ring. The surrounding lords and generals also suddenly became quiet.
Everyone looked at Roy quietly.
Some people's eyes turned red at that time.
Everyone in Lulian knew that Count Leo had promised Adolf 300 sets of magical costumes. Before entering the city, he had already given 100 sets and still owed 200 sets.
However, knowing means knowing, and people usually don’t think about it in detail.
After all, one hundred sets of magical costumes are already a wealth that ordinary people can't even dream of.
Especially Fano, Kahn and others who really know Roy's identity understand that it has always been Lulian who owed Roy. And Roy only has favors and no debts to Lulian.
Even if he didn't give him anything and he wanted to recruit mercenaries in Lulian, Adolf wouldn't say no.
The fact that he was able to come up with a hundred sets of magical costumes was all a favor to Adolf.
As for the remaining two hundred sets... Even though Adolf's "No way" was a decisive and unquestionable answer, in fact, even if Roy wanted to take back the previous hundred sets, even if he said no, he wouldn't give them back.
Have any complaints.
But now, Roy gave it.
The golden space ring drew a shining arc in the air and fell into Adolf's hand.
For a moment, everyone didn't know what words to use to describe their feelings.
Everyone knows that there are two hundred sets of Celestial Transformation Magic Equipment in the ring, and they also know that this means that from today on, Lulian will have three hundred Celestial Transformation Knights!
Three hundred Heavenly Transformation Knights!
Everything is just like a dream.
Many lords and nobles felt their hearts beating faster and their breathing shortness of breath.
I was so excited that I couldn't control myself for a moment.
Lulian has always been known as the desert of knights. Coupled with Archduke Adolf's policy of always being close to the people, Lulian's military strength is the weakest among the four major provinces and five principalities of the empire.
Since the invasion of Fei Lie Empire, Lulian has suffered many disasters.
It is no exaggeration to say that after the Demon War, Lulian, not to mention other provinces and principalities, even the lower-level noble lords could step on them without mercy.
Everyone can fully imagine how embarrassing Lulian's position will be when he goes to the north, where the imperial nobles gather and the battle flags are like clouds.
The weak will be bullied.
This has been the unbreakable truth of this world for thousands of years.
However, when a hundred Heavenly Transformation Knights made a stunning appearance at the city entry ceremony, everything was overturned.
No one despises Lulian anymore.
Those wealthy families who had recruited troops in Lulian unscrupulously, without caring about Adolf's face, and who regarded the rules as nothing, stood blankly on the viewing platform at that time, dumbfounded.
Everyone swears that they have never been so happy or proud in this life!
Moreover, those people only knew Lulian that day. No one knew that Lulian now owned 300 sets of magical costumes and an entire medium-sized Skyrim Knights!
Everyone can fully imagine what it will be like when this team appears in the north.
The expressions on the faces of those who have always been aloof and looked down at Lulian with contempt would be so wonderful.
And all of this is thanks to the young man in front of me!
Amid everyone's excited eyes, Adolf clutched the ring tightly, stepped forward, and hugged Roy heavily.
"Thanks!"
When he spoke, his voice was clearly trembling.
"You're welcome." Roy smiled and hugged him, and then hugged Kahn, Fano and others one by one to say goodbye.
"Okay," Roy got on his horse, "I'm leaving."
After saying that, he turned the horse's head and galloped away.
Everyone stood quietly on the hillside, watching him watch as a gust of wind swept across the rice fields at the foot of the hillside, raising dust on the road and pulling the billowing flag of the cavalry, making a hunting sound.
And the young man's back just blended into it.
In the distance, the rising sun is like fire.
A bright beam of light broke through the clouds and projected onto the vast land.
Everyone was in a trance, as if they saw a magnificent gate of the times slowly opening at the end of the young man's road ahead.