A foreigner's journey

In the early morning, the cold wind blew, and the withered grass on the gently rolling hills rippled with weak waves.

Flags with national emblems of various countries were flapping in the wind, and eagles soared in the sky, indifferently overlooking the primates killing each other below.

Judge Mozgus looked up at the increasingly smaller eagle in the sky and remained silent for a long time.

"Master, are you okay?" A nervous and gentle voice came from beside him. Mozgus looked back and found that he was the disciple whom he regarded as his own and taught him carefully. This apprentice was born with a strange disease. Once exposed to sunlight, his skin would rot and pus. The villagers regarded him as a monster and drove him out at a young age. When he was dying, Mozgus found him in a dead tree hole. He gently wrapped this dirty child with ulcers all over his body in his cassock and took him back to teach him how to speak and read.

Not only this child, but also monsters, cleft-lips, and dwarfs who are tall and tall but always look like newborn babies... Mozgus takes these children abandoned by the world with him, and these children will also be Mozgos. Zigus regarded him as his most respected father, and wholeheartedly loved this inquisitor who was indifferent to the pagans.

In front of him, the apprentice who was suffering from a strange disease was wrapped up in an airtight windbreaker and a crow's beak-shaped mask, leaving no trace of skin exposed. He glanced nervously into the distance, and then asked quietly: "Master, wait a moment for us. I’ll escort you out of here.”

Even if they risk their own lives, these children abandoned by the world must protect Mozgus's safety.

Mozgus smiled, his strange square face showing gentleness: "Don't be stupid, my child, this is God's test for us. Don't think about escaping, but face it bravely. "

"Yes, Master." After hearing Mozgus's words, Crow's nervousness eased slightly, but he still couldn't calm down for a long time as he looked into the distance.

They are located next to the mobile holy palace of the Pope [His Holiness] in the Holiness Hall. Spreading outward from here as the center, they are the joint army of the Holiness Hall Religious Circle countries composed of elite troops sent by the various countries in the Holiness Hall Religious Circle.

The Kingdom of Mitlan, the Empire of Yoda, the Kingdom of Bardain, the Republic of Randir, the Principality of Baridanis, the Alliance of Barinian Countries...the armies of each country plus a large number of mercenary groups were combined together, with the help of Mitlan and Yoda led a coalition army of 120,000 people.

The size of the army is huge enough to destroy any country. This gave them great confidence, and the kings of various countries personally accompanied their armies to supervise the battle. On the one hand, they wanted to improve the morale of their own armies, and on the other hand, they also wanted to earn impression points in front of the King of France.

After all, the fact that the assassin touched the central area of ​​the Holy Capital of the King's Hall and placed Emperor Kusha's personal letter of war in the King's palace was a serious provocation to all the countries in the King's Hall religious circle. Even Yoda and Mitlan were able to temporarily put aside their prejudices and shake hands to form an alliance. Naturally, the other religious circle countries, led by these two superpowers, formed a coalition army under the order of the King of France and came to the decisive battle site to show off the outcome with Kusha. Whoever can win favor in front of the Dharma King will be able to obtain more resource support from the Dharma King's Hall.

But at this moment, both the king's generals and the soldiers of the French King's Hall Union Army looked frightened and stunned.

The endless plain in the distance was covered by a black mass of countless Kusha troops, and there were also Kusha troops outflanking them from behind. A rough calculation shows that the Kusha army that can be seen in front of you alone is 300,000 strong!

Look at the equipment of those Kusha soldiers!

Both horses and knights are covered in airtight and fine armor, and are armed with spears and spears that are more than two meters long.

The monster soldiers with ferocious faces are huge in size, holding strange horn-shaped weapons, and are filled with murderous intent.

The huge war elephant wears thick rattan armor to protect its vitals, and carries a tall wooden tower on its back, with more than a dozen crossbowmen hidden inside.

In the center of the army, you can even faintly see a luxurious mobile palace about fifty meters high and equipped with six huge wheels, pulled by eight giant elephants wearing luxurious armor. This is the palace where the Terror Emperor is located.

The allied forces of the French King's Hall have been surrounded and cannot even retreat.

"Damn it, when did it happen..." The king of the Kingdom of Mitland, who was wearing a crown, looked shocked. He had only been stationed in the wilderness for one night, so why did so many Kusha troops suddenly appear in the early morning?

The Eagle Regiment, as an honorary external corps of the Kingdom of Midland, is also in the coalition this time. Gus lifted the cold steel hood and looked at Griffith next to him: "Griffith, is it the [fog] that filled the wilderness before?"

"I'm afraid that's true." Griffith is still wearing white armor and an eagle-beak helmet. In the past two years, he has been leading the Eagle Regiment to fight for the Kingdom of Midland, and he has become more and more valued by the King of Midland. The Eagle Regiment was arranged by the king as a guard regiment for this trip, which is enough to show the king's trust in Griffith.

When the Union Army arrived in the wilderness a day ago, there was a thick fog that gradually dissipated until early this morning. Unexpectedly, the Kusha troops had already ambushed here. Did they release the mist on purpose? Marching so quickly goes against common sense. How on earth is it done...

Griffith inexplicably thought of the mysterious wizard named Heather. If he was a wizard, maybe he could actually use magic to do this, right?

He put down his eagle-beaked helmet and looked far away in the direction of the Dharma King. Once the Dharma King is captured or killed, all the countries in the Dharma King's religious circle will declare complete disintegration. Moreover, the way out has been blocked, and the Kusha Empire obviously has no intention of letting the King of France leave.

No, even the kings of these religious circle countries are the targets of the fearful emperor.

"...This will be a tough battle." Griffith whipped out the knight's sword from his waist.

Gus next to him smiled and held the hilt of the giant sword behind him: "It's time for us to make a name for ourselves! Do I have to call you 'Lord Griffith' after the war?"

Griffith looked at Gus and his smile softened a lot.

After all, there are only a few who are as motivated to fight as the Eagle Regiment. The French King's Hall Union Army has actually fallen into a morale crisis.

Compared to the Allied Forces of the King's Hall, the Kusha Empire enforces orders and prohibitions. The Terror Emperor Kalisika rules his army with [fear]. In his eyes, soldiers are nothing more than numbers.

In the huge mobile palace, the Terror Emperor sat in a large tent with his chin in his hands. Immortal General Dalba stood in front of the tent and laughed:

"Your Majesty, with the help of your mist, our troops have arrived at their respective positions and are ready for your orders."

The Terror Emperor was stroking his forehead, looking a little dazed. He came to his senses after hearing Dalba's words, and gave his order in a cold voice:

"wipe out."

As the trumpet sounded, the brutal war began.