Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 128
The banners are flying, and the army is continuous.

At the north gate of Paris, teams of troops marched out of the city one after another, all the way to the north.

After several months of gathering, resting, and preparing, the revolutionary army, with an unprecedentedly strong force, officially dispatched troops under the leadership of the French military god to expel the foreign captives and recover the lost land in the North.

Compared with the previous impassioned and tragic expeditions, this time the expedition is more relaxed, more confident, and more fearless.

They have just won battles one after another, expelled the plotters of the Holy See who wanted to enslave France, stabilized the chaotic situation in the country, and made everyone work together to fight for the same goal.Moreover, the one who led and commanded them was the legendary invincible military god, the great Napoleon Marshal.

Now that Annei has completed it, it is not far away to fight outside.

At the front, there is the cavalry unit. Under the eagle flag, it is a well-organized cavalry phalanx, ranging from light armored scouts and chasseurs, to medium armored hussars, lancers, and heavy armored cuirassiers. , Dragoons, everything.

And behind them, there is a phalanx of infantry, a phalanx of spears, and a phalanx of swordsmen. The armor is bright and the weapons are bright. They walked out of the city slowly with neat steps.

The ranged soldiers in the back were slightly weaker, and the squad's archers, crossbowmen, and several stone cannons were carried and slowly followed behind the infantry.

Behind them, there is obviously a group of martial arts experts. They have different armors and weapons, some have horses, some walk, and they look very messy, but the momentum they exude is the highest. After all, When fighting, they can often change the situation of the battle to a certain extent and have a pivotal position on the battlefield.

Marshal Napoleon and his generals are being surrounded and protected by them to prevent any possible accidents.

Seeing such a majestic army, everyone smiled, full of confidence, and full of hope for the future. Even the generals around Marshal Napoleon couldn't help talking to each other:

"This time, we have really gathered all the strength of our France, and we will definitely be able to drive these british guys into the sea this time."

"It's a pity that it takes too long to build a navy. Otherwise, what if we just kill England."

"Let's do it step by step. Let's get rid of the Brits first, then recuperate under the leadership of the marshal, increase our strength, and then build a good ship. At that time, we will also let the Brits taste the taste of being invaded!"

"I hope these British guys have some courage and don't run away like the cowards in the Holy See."

"That's not enough, the British guys are still pretty strong."

"Strong? Being blocked by a martial saint, can that be called strong?"

"Well, there should be some inside information. Even the legendary Roland descendant, but a mere martial saint, it is impossible to stop the [-] army."

A handsome young man with blond hair said to Marshal Napoleon who was surrounded by everyone: "Master Marshal, do you think we can win this battle?"

The marshal who was in deep thought raised his head and said with a smile, "Ou Ren, are you afraid?"

"Isn't it? I always feel that everything is going too smoothly. The British guy was really blocked by the descendant of Roland, and he has been watching over there, waiting for us to decide the outcome with the Holy See, and then organize the army to fight them Combat? This shouldn't be right, they can take advantage of the time when we are fighting with the Holy See, and take advantage of us, and wipe out both of us. It is obviously unreasonable for them to do so." The young knight said his own view.

"From my point of view, they are really blocked. It's not that they don't want to reap the benefits, but they can't do it." The marshal slowly expressed his opinion, attracting the attention of the surrounding generals come over.

"Oh? But after all, it's just a martial saint. They also have martial saints in England." The handsome Eugene knight was still puzzled.

"Wu Sheng and Wu Sheng are also different. Do you know what is 'Guo Guo Wu Sheng'?" Marshal asked back.

"I know, Germany's 'Dragon Slayer Martial Saint', Spain's 'Fantasy Knight', our original French 'Sword Martial Saint', aren't they just those martial saints who specialize in protecting the country and are willing to fight for the country? .” The young knight expressed his understanding.

"No, that's not the case. 'Guo Hu Wu Sheng' is not simply distinguished by why they fight, but a division of strength. 'Guo Hu Wu Sheng' is stronger than ordinary Wu Sheng. Only by protecting the strength of a country can we truly be called 'National Protector Martial Saints'." The marshal continued to explain.

"Defend a country with one's own power? How is this possible?" A beautiful female general next to her couldn't help asking.

"That's why the 'National Protector Martial Saints' are stronger, like those sharpshooter martial saints who were loyal to the royal family and fought for the royal family. They are just ordinary martial saints, far from reaching the level of national guardian martial saints." Marshal explained.

"Then what level is the protector of the country?" The beautiful female general continued to ask.

"As we all know, ordinary martial saints can be blocked by enough masters below the martial saint level, and under certain conditions, they can even be sieged. Under the circumstances, it is very likely to fall." The marshal paused, and continued: "The guardian of the country is different, they are unstoppable, no matter how many masters below the martial saint level, even the venerable, everyone Grandmasters and the like, no matter how many there are, they are unstoppable, let alone besieged. It is also difficult for ordinary martial saints to block the martial saint who protects the country with all his strength, at most it will be a stalemate for a while. Speaking of it, the Guardian Martial Saint can easily kill any person below the Martial Saint Realm, no matter how high his status is and how many guards he has, it will be useless."

"Although the Lord Protector of England has amazing records and is known as the God of the Army of England, he is indeed a very terrifying hero, but his own strength is nothing more than a great master. If Roland's heir really wants to take his life , is very simple."

"Yes, but doesn't he also have a protector of the country under his command? That Son of Light, Cu Chulainn, he was also the former Irish protector of the country. Can't he stop it?" The beautiful female general was still puzzled.

"Hehe, what kind of martial saint is he to protect the country? In a small country like Ireland, he is the only martial saint in the whole country. Of course he is the martial saint who protects the country of Ireland, and his strength is slightly stronger than our French sharpshooter martial saint. , is far from reaching the level of a martial saint protecting the country, and that Robin Hood who shoots arrows is even more offensive and weak. As long as he is close to him, he can kill with a sword. With the two of them, they can't stop Roland's successor Unless the Knights of the Round Table go eastward, the Lord Protector cannot guarantee that he will survive the attack." Marshal Napoleon explained very clearly.

"According to this, we will surely win this battle." The young knight couldn't hold back the joy on his face.

"Well, that's not necessarily the case. Although this Roland descendant is indeed our France's protector of the country, he is not on our side. After all, didn't we just execute the last of the royal family a few months ago? Bloodline?" The Marshal didn't seem to pin his hopes on the Martial Saint who protects the country.

(End of this chapter)