The Sun King's Evidence

PS. Thank you for your suggestions. Many readers have given me a lot of pertinent opinions. I will answer them here. Many readers think that there is a problem with the rhythm of my writing recently. I admit this. The plot of Marienburg is a bit delayed. Later, I will speed up the pace and advance the plot, but I will continue writing according to the route I have planned.

PS2. I want to say that Warhammer itself is a niche within a niche. Writing this is mainly based on love. I wrote this book very carefully. To put it bluntly, if the writing method is not close to the popular, people who read my book may really Very few. Some readers feel that the recent plot is boring. This is understandable because they are all familiar with the background knowledge. However, I have to take care of those readers who do not understand Warhammer and background knowledge, so some delays are inevitable. I hope Please forgive me.

PS3. Of course, I still welcome everyone's suggestions and opinions, but new authors are most afraid of being paced. I hope everyone will tolerate this novel.

The Empire, the most powerful human country in the old world, has gone through more than a thousand years since Charlemagne. After the great holy war, a new empire was re-established. Under the leadership of Ludwig and subsequent emperors Under his leadership, the human empire once again prospered.

The land of knights, the Kingdom of Britannia is located on the other side of the Gray Mountains, across the mountain from the Reikland, which is directly controlled by the emperor. The dividing line between the two countries is Marienburg and the Gray Mountains.

Hundreds of years ago, the first knight king Arthur founded the country with the help of the Fairy of the Lake. For hundreds of years after that, Britannia has maintained a relatively good-neighborly and friendly relationship with the empire. There is no shortage of good relations between the two countries in history. war, but restraint and tolerance have always been the mainstream in diplomacy. Whenever the other side encounters difficulties, the two countries will always abandon their past grudges and support each other.

Because they are both human beings and have the same origin, the Empire and Britannia are basically the same in terms of race and outlook. The upper-class nobles also use the same language. Amidst the raging and siege of countless foreign enemies, the two human countries believe that Internal strife is undesirable.

Although "Tiger" Richard had just fought a battle with the Empire on the outskirts of Marienburg more than a year ago, the alliance between the two countries was not affected at all. They even fought during the day and attended banquets together at night. Case.

Richard forced himself to read the letter engraved with the emperor's seal, and the King of Knights sighed deeply.

Compared with the new emperor of the empire, he is more willing to deal with the previous old emperor Luitbold. At least the old emperor is not so young, energetic and aggressive. Karl Franz's recent series of victories have also improved. Hearing that the country's power was waxing and waning, Richard had to brace himself.

The King of Knights thought about it for a moment and felt that he should agree to this request. Whether it was showing the strength of the Knight Kingdom or strengthening the alliance between the two countries, participating in this war was beneficial and harmless. In addition to military expenses, the letter promised that The Kingdom of Knights will also receive a large sum of gold as thanks.

So with the help of the Order of Saints, a new army of knights gradually took shape. The dukes chose to respond to the empire's request for help. Knights-errant and kingdom knights from various principalities met in Curona to form a reinforcement army. , this reinforcement consisted of more than 300 knights and more than 1,000 cavalry, accompanied by more than 2,000 infantry composed of serfs.

And a stamped invitation letter.

Imperial reinforcements also gradually moved to Marienburg.

It's early March.

The three companies of the Griffin Knights heading to Marienburg this time were all assembled outside the city and on standby. Ivan, his son Anton, and godson Ryan went outside the city to wait for the arrival of Britannian reinforcements.

Looking at the countless manors and farms he saw along the way, Ryan rode on his war horse Pinecone and said to Ivan: "It makes sense for Marienburg to ask for a field battle. If the greenskin army is allowed to attack the city, these manors and The farm will be reduced to ashes.”

Ivan sighed: "Prosperity must also bring disadvantages. In order to commercialize, Marienburg over-expanded the city and allowed the nobles to enclose their lands outside the city. This made the city's overall defense capability very weak. Ryan, Anton, Even if Marienburg does not ask, I will go out of the city to fight in the field."

"The number of greenskins gathered in the Jinte Mine has reached 30,000." Ryan held the gryphon warhammer in his hand and said to his godfather: "This must be an arduous war. The number of our troops is less than 10,000. Two thousand people.”

"Can the dwarves support us?" Anton asked on his horse.

"We can expect the dwarves to lead their army, but we can't place high hopes on it." Ivan frowned. He took out a map and pointed to the two roads on it: "There are two routes for the greenskins to attack Marienburg. choose."

"The first one is to take the northern route and take the Randall Road, which can directly reach the outskirts of Marienburg."

"The next day is to take the southern route, that is, attack Colleson first, then attack Lemanburg, and then reach the outskirts of Marienburg."

"Anton, my son, tell me, which path do you think the green-skinned warlord Ugrok will take?" Ivan waved his hand to stop Ryan from speaking, and turned to ask his son.

"If it were me, I would take the northern route." Anton spoke, and the young Earl Griffin gave his answer after thinking for a moment: "The northern route is sparsely populated, and the greenskins do not need to consider supply issues. They are sure You’ll get to the outskirts of Marienburg faster.”

"Ryan, what about you?" Ivan remained silent after hearing his son's thoughts, and then asked Ryan what he thought.

"If I were a greenskin, I would take the southern route." Ryan raised his head and said calmly.

"What's the reason?"

"For the greenskins, the important thing is not the result, but the process. The greenskins are eager to fight, eager to win, and eager to destroy. This is the essence of a big waaagh! There is only constant destruction, constant killing and fighting along the way. , they can have a good fight." Ryan touched his chin with a very serious expression: "So the villages, manors and castles along the southern line are what they want."

Anton suddenly realized: "Ryan is right! This is what the greenskins want!"

"So...why should I take you out, Anton? Many times you are locked up in the castle and you don't even know what is going on outside. As Ryan said, I also think the greenskins will take the southern route." The Griffin Duke looked into the distance and continued: "I have ordered all the villagers in Colleson to evacuate, and we will have a showdown with the greenskin army there."

Collerson? Ryan took the map and found that it was a small village with only a hundred people. Perhaps it was indeed as Ivan said, it would be this waaagh! of hors d'oeuvres.

"Also... Ryan, you are really not suitable to stay in Marienburg. You have only been in Marienburg for one year and you are already a little slack." Ivan said to Ryan: "That place is easy to let people off. Relax, this war is over, you can go to Britannia as soon as possible!"

After carefully thinking about a series of performances after arriving in Marienburg, Ryan had to admit that his godfather was right. The life in Marienburg was indeed too generous, and his whole person was indeed relaxed in spirit and state: "I So ashamed.”

"Yeah." Ivan said nothing more.

More than half an hour later, smoke and dust filled the sky on the distant road, and the Griffin Knights all straightened their bodies, preparing to welcome their allies.

"About three hundred knights came from Britannia this time. I really want to see how capable these knights, who are known as the number one in the mainland, are." Anton arranged his helmet and armor and said to Ryan. He just nodded and looked into the distance.

The first thing that appeared on the horizon was a knight riding a pure-blood elf armored war horse. He was wearing a full set of plate armor, with yellow and black robes and cloaks rustling in the air, and gold and silver jewelry hanging on his chest. , shining brightly along with the owner's movements.

He holds a shield engraved with the "Red Fire Dragon" family emblem of Bastogne in his left hand, a huge lance burning with white flames in his right hand, and wears a giant cross helmet with a golden statue of a dragon on the top of the helmet.

This is a Holy Grail Knight.

Behind him, hundreds of Brittanian knights came slowly toward everyone with lances and shields. Behind them were knights' retinues in similar clothes, as well as men wearing only leather armor and helmets. Rangers, and then many infantry. These infantry wore simple leather armor and round helmets. Some used axes and guns, some used swords and shields, and some used spears and longbows. However, their unified feature is their clothing. They were crude and looked malnourished. Compared to the elite Imperial infantry regiments, these infantrymen from the Knight Kingdom were far inferior in terms of equipment, mental state and morale.

"Welcome! Noble knight allies, on behalf of His Majesty the Imperial Emperor, I would like to extend a warm welcome to you. I wish you good health and let us fight evil together!" Ivan rode forward on his horse and welcomed the knights: "Oh my God, I didn't expect that a Holy Grail Knight would personally lead his army to praise the gods!"

"Thank you, my friends! Since the founding of Britannia, we have fought side by side against evil many times! When we learned that our allies were threatened by the wave of green evil, we thought it was time, yes It’s time to sound the rallying horn again and fight side by side with our imperial friends!” The Holy Grail Knight also extended his sincere greetings to Duke Gryphon: “I am Jules, the Holy Grail Knight. Madam’s honor goes to you. It must be His Excellency Duke Gryphon, right?"

"Exactly! Your Excellency Jules, thank you for coming all the way. We have arranged a banquet to honor our knight friends." Griffin Duke Ivan said with a smile, and then signaled that he had arranged the banquet.

"Are you Ryan?" Holy Grail Knight Jules looked to be about forty years old. He immediately spotted Ryan standing next to Ivan. After looking at him intently for a while, the Holy Grail Knight suddenly smiled and said: "Welcome, young man Warrior, Champion of the Lady, welcome to join the ranks of the Knights of the Holy Grail.”

"It's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Jules!" Ryan shook hands with Jules. He was a little touched. The Holy Grail Knights are like this. Those who can complete the Holy Grail Trial and reach the end of the Holy Grail Road are real warriors and Strong men who have the eight virtues of knights, they will never be biased against others because of personal selfishness and sectarianism. The Knights of the Holy Grail will treat every human being equally and fairly.

Except serfs.

"This is a palace invitation signed by His Majesty Richard himself. Accept it, Lady's Champion. This is what the Lady means. On behalf of Britannia, I welcome you." Jules took out a scroll with Engraved with the seals of the Lake God Witch and the King of Knights.

Brittania officially invites Ryan to join the Knight Kingdom and become a lord noble.

"Thank you..." Ryan's hands were shaking a little. Accepting this invitation officially meant that he would be promoted from a low-level noble to a high noble. After nine years of fighting career and countless accumulation of fame, he finally got this result. His I couldn't help but have constant ups and downs of emotions, and I felt deeply.

In this world, the pace of advancement is so difficult, and the ladder of promotion is so narrow. Of course, he knows that as the end is approaching, he must seize the time, but there is no point in rushing for some things, and you have to eat one bite at a time. , becoming a lord and noble is only the first step.

Ryan could feel the envious and adoring eyes of the Brittanian knights errant. They were jealous that they had been favored by the Fairy of the Lake. They admired that they had become the Holy Grail Knight at such a young age and had their own territory.

Not being envied by others is a mediocre thing. Ryan just smiled lightly at this.

Sure enough, before the evening banquet even started, many knights had already taken the initiative to challenge Ryan.

"Hello Mr. Lane, I am Anatole from Belion! I would like to learn Mr. Lane's riding skills!"

"I am Clayman from Montverde. I hope to have a fair duel with Mr. Lane!"

"Taubert of Angoulême..."

"I am Gaspard, son of Maurice..."

Countless knights errant pestered Ryan crazily, making him extremely annoyed.

Every noble boy of Brittany begins his journey to knighthood while still in his mother's arms. Their blood automatically leads them down this path, but blood is only the key to the path, and the boys must further prove their loyalty, courage and virtue. Although there are various ways to gain prestige and status for them on this road, the young knights are dedicated to the road of battle to show their identity as knights. When they reach adulthood, they will be named rangers immediately. knight.

According to Ryan, these knights errant are still in the second stage, that is, they are desperate, courageous, and young. In order to prove their strength to the fairy in the lake, these young knights are full of blood and dream of showing off their skills in battle. , get the long-desired fame and glory.

Ryan's balls hurt so much that he didn't want to waste time on these knights. The strongest of these knights-errant were only elite middle-level, and there were even a few young guys who were ordinary-level. Watching them struggle to wear plate armor, With the sword and shield in hand, Ryan thought to himself that you should ensure that you can use weapons freely.

Calmly not responding, because the Holy Grail Knight is supposed to be cold and inhumane, but his behavior aroused the enthusiasm of the knights errant. They chattered around Ryan, and the young knights all hoped to challenge him. , defeat him and win his glory and prestige.

There were even many knights errant yelling that Ryan would give up if he didn't duel.

Ryan still ignored him. It would be troublesome if he did. These people were obviously here to gain popularity.

Just when Ryan wanted to slip out of the crowd, two people blocked his way.

They seemed to be a brother and sister, because they looked very similar. They both had blond hair and sea-blue eyes. The man was tall and handsome, about the same height as Ryan, but his face was covered with a thick cold, so cold that he almost melted. The severe cold does not open.

However, the woman has an almost perfect and exquisite face. Her long golden hair is slightly rolled up at the ends and is fixed by a black hairband. The special Mithril Knight plate armor on her body looks tailor-made, just like her brother. What seems different is that this female knight has a temperament as gentle as water. It is hard to imagine that there is such a huge difference between the brother and sister.

But they have the same coat of arms. In the blue and white shield pattern, a pure white Pegasus is soaring. This is the "Pure White Horse" coat of arms of the Aintree family of the Duke of Winford. This family is the most powerful in the Kingdom of Knights. One of the three noble families.

Seeing these two people, Ryan stopped.

"You are indeed here, Yuri."

"Also, welcome, Lidya Su."

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