The Sun King's Evidence

The momentum of the Brittanian knights' army as they advanced through the grasslands was very astonishing. When hundreds of family heraldic banners, colorful robes, and armor reflecting bright light in the sun lined up in a neat queue, many enemies After seeing such a terrifying scene just now, everyone will be shocked.

Many Brittanian knights are proud of their glorious origins. Each knight can recite his family tree loudly and tell many people which glorious hero his ancestor is and how many Holy Grail knights his family has produced. , and how many feats they have performed. The precious Breton war horses and Breton mithril armor are their most proud things. Many of the equipment have been collected and carefully maintained for hundreds of years. The knights wear the equipment of their ancestors. My heart is always full of pride. In recent years, many ancient equipment have been sent to the blacksmith workshop of the Angland clan for recasting. The dwarf craftsmen can always recast them into something new, shiny and shiny. It maintains its original appearance.

However, a long march does not always require being fully armed. Except for the infantry, the knight team at the front of the line, and a small number of scouts, most of the knight masters and retinues do not actually wear armor. Wearing armor for a long time consumes physical strength and Horsepower, most of the time, knights mostly walk or ride pack horses, and only ride war horses when fighting.

The army camped in the Sharp Tooth Forest at the foot of the Roof Mountains of the World. This place has a relatively typical subtropical grassland climate, with a certain altitude. It is relatively easy to obtain water sources and set up camps. The army camped halfway up the mountain to rest and march. After more than a month, except for the dwarves, both the knights and the serf soldiers were exhausted, so Ryan decided to take a small group of knights, a few accompanying wizards, General Ivan's Ugor horse archers, the Old Guards and The dwarves led by Belegar went to the nearby Iron Rock to investigate.

Ryan didn't come out on a gryphon. Imperius's target was too big and inappropriate, so the king decided to keep a low profile.

As a result, when they really set off, Ryan found that he couldn't keep a low profile at all. In order to let the king see their majesty and strength, the knights all dressed up in gorgeous clothes, like proud roosters, surrounding the king triumphantly.

The temperature in the Badland in April has gradually risen, and the bright sunshine shrouds the grassland outside the forest. The wilderness is full of traces of the raging greenskin, and there are many rough statues of Brother Mao. Every time Seeing this kind of statue, Veronica or the accompanying witch immediately throws a fireball to blow up the statue to pieces. The statues of Gorge and Maoge have been proven to strengthen the green-skinned waaagh to a certain extent! Force field, and according to Belega, when the waaagh force field is strong enough, the statue will become "alive" and join the battle, so any such statue must be destroyed immediately.

After leaving the forest, the majestic and majestic scenery of the Roof of the World Mountains was displayed in front of everyone. The distant peaks plunged into the sky, and the mountain wind blew. Everyone moved along the foot of the mountain. On the way, they saw many giant sculptures of dwarves built at the foot of the mountain. On the mountainside, thousands of years of wind and rain have not faded the statues, but the damage of the green skin has caused many dwarf statues to be shattered or missing important parts. Even if some dwarf statues can survive, the statues look lonely and lonely. , and the marks scrawled by the green skins on them all show that the golden age of the dwarves has passed and they are slowly dying.

"Not far away is the steel rock." Belega pointed to the road leading deep into the mountains. The King of Eight Peaks carefully identified the various dirt and traces of green skin on the grassland, and made a suggestion: "I suggest we take a rest here. If we continue in, there will be a battle soon."

"Okay, all the troops, dismount and rest, arrange patrols, stay alert, and are not allowed to take off their armor!" Ryan ordered loudly. The reconnaissance team rested in a corner of the valley. Ryan turned over and dismounted, and then stretched out his hand to pull Vero Nika took off the horse, and the king's behavior attracted the envious eyes of several witches accompanying the army. So some knights saw this and wanted to imitate, but the witches flatly refused, making the knights embarrassed.

"I really want to rush into the steel rock right now and kill all the green-skinned bastards inside." Kalad turned over and dismounted. As soon as the Great Holy Grail of the Holy Realm handed the reins of his beloved horse to the attendant's hand, the Light Fire Witch Catherine held it. He brought the water bag and the blueberry pie he made to Kalad: "Sir Kalad, thank you for your hard work. Please use it."

"Thank you." Kalad showed a smile and took the water bag from Catherine's mouth. Count Garament was very polite: "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Catherine."

"No, this is what I should do." Catherine also bowed politely. The light fire wizard watched Kalad drink the water and handed over his work again: "This is the blueberry pie I made. If If possible, can you give me some advice? I'm just a little cold."

"Ha, being able to eat pie while marching is already a very high level of enjoyment. Thank you, Miss Catherine, you are so thoughtful." Kalad felt a little strange. He thought that it seemed that these arrogant witch ladies also Isn’t it so difficult to get in touch? Since Catherine is so enthusiastic, Kalad knows that it is not good for him to not appreciate it at all, and it is not in line with the spirit of chivalry, so he chooses to accept it.

Not far away, both Ryan and Veronica noticed this scene. Ryan cast a playful look at Veronica, while Veronica glared at Ryan angrily, but from the Witch of Gloria Judging from her expression, it was obvious that she had no objection: "It's better than those damn Strigni people."

Ryan smiled upon hearing this.

After discovering the remains of the Strigni camp that day, Belegar immediately judged that the group of Strigni had not gone far, so when the army gradually approached the Iron Rock, they indeed encountered a group of Strigni in the forest. , this is a small tribe, and more than a dozen caravans carry this group of people who have been wandering for two thousand years. They are now wandering on the edge of the bad land. These people seem to have some special magic to avoid the tracking of the green skins. The first reaction of this group of Strigni people when they saw the army of humans and dwarves was excitement, and then they openly asked for "rescue" and "mercy", and wanted to get free food from the expeditionary force.

This group of Strigni have sallow skin, long faces that are a bit square, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, a bit pointed chin, long eyebrows, big and long eyes, long, high and straight nose bridges, and a bit wide mouth. For the expeditionary force, big Some people's expressions were indifferent.

Of course, Ryan flatly refused. Food for the expeditionary force was hard-earned. From any angle, it was impossible for Ryan to use the military rations to save these humans who were still living in the dream of Strig's undead empire.

Yes, the habits of the Strigni are very special. These remnants of the Undead Empire have never settled anywhere, and they have never farmed. This group of people follows their caravans throughout the old world. Wandering, living a life of fishing and hunting, they never try to integrate into any society, nor try to understand others. They often only speak their own language, live their own closed lives, resist any local laws and regulations, and never believe in any Gods of the old world, when many old world gods and churches distribute relief food, this group of Strigni people like to rush in and grab it. When they grab the relief food, not only will they not thank the church and gods, but they will praise it loudly. Their "Vampire King", and then chanted that one day our God-King Usoran will come back and lead us to rebuild our empire!

Moreover, this group of people often abduct children and engage in petty theft. The Strygni people hate being taxed and farmed. They believe that this is an obligation that only the lower class and slaves have to bear. Our Strygni Empire back then was They never tax us or let us farm. On the contrary, they love stealing, cheating, and raking in social welfare. They think this is what Usoran has given them as they deserve. They also promote the myths and legends of vampires and praise that vampire. Great times.

Therefore, this group of people were unwelcome wherever they went in the old world, and rarely, from the church, merchants, nobles, and farmers. Any local problems were quickly blamed on Stry if no obvious perpetrator was found. Among the Gurneys, victims often became charred corpses at the stake before their innocence could be proven.

Only Kislev welcomes the Strigni, on the grounds that they can provide magical help and joint defense against the barbarians.

If the Strigni feel that they are no longer welcome or unable to sustain fishing and hunting after a period of time in a place, they will continue to wander until the next place they can settle down, and the cycle starts again.

Seeing that they could not get food, the disappointed Strigni changed their minds. The male Strigoni took the initiative to provide labor services, while the female Strigoni took the initiative to provide tarot card divination services and other services. The passionate, hot, unrestrained Strigni instruments and the beautiful Strigni girls in gorgeous and colorful clothes quickly found their market among the expeditionary army.

Ryan was originally happy to see this scene, but during the break of the performance, the black-hearted Repp came and told him that he saw a dozen Strigni taking advantage of the chaos to steal food and property from the expeditionary force, and also tried to take Britta away. Nia warhorse, ready to escape.

Feeling deceived and fooled, the king finally ordered all the captured thieves to be executed, and all the remaining Strigni were expelled from the expeditionary camp. Even so, there was still a small amount of food, a few bags of gold and silver, and two pieces of cloth. The Retanian warhorse disappeared.

"It seems that Francois knows this best. This group of people is really... hard to change their nature. They are still dreaming that one day they can return to the good old days." Ryan crossed his arms and he suddenly sighed. One voice: "I think I understand now why there are so many Jingluo."

"Jingluo, what is that?" Veronica didn't understand what Ryan meant.

"Nothing, I mean those people who are always remembering the past, like the Strigg vampires and the Strigni people." Ryan shook his head. Seeing that he didn't want to say anything, Veronica was very interested and didn't ask again. .

The King of Knights thought of Rome. Why do so many people miss Rome? In the end, it became Jingluo. They discussed in vain whether the Holy Roman Empire, the Third Rome, or even the Green Roman Empire and the Fourth Macedonian Empire could be regarded as the successors of Rome. They spent all day discussing how to restore Rome, restore orthodoxy, and restore Rome in the game. A hundred million times?

Because they are unwilling to admit that civilization will die.

You will return like lightning, but the lightning has not returned for more than five hundred years. Roman civilization as a subject has been completely wiped out. People are telling everyone clearly that Istanbul will never turn back into Constantinople.

In the same way, the Strigg Undead Empire has also been destroyed. The ruins of Mulheim in the Badlands will never turn back to Mulcaine. With the current strength of the Undead, it is almost impossible to regain control of the Badlands from the hands of the green skins. The power, and even if it is regained, it will not be Usoran and his Strige Undead Empire.

Civilizations will die.

Whether it is the carnivorous royal court composed of the crazy Strigoni vampires who are already turning into beasts, or these stubborn Strigni people, they always refuse to believe this fact, and their seemingly absurd and weird behaviors , just to resist that fact, to appease the pain in his subconscious, unwilling to believe that Strig's undead empire has died.

Kingship has no eternity, but even civilization has no eternity. Everything in the world will one day die.

And chaos lasts forever.

This is the ultimate sorrow. Compared with the countless powerful beings who once ruled the universe, human history is incredibly short. The ancient sages once dominated the stars and ruled the galaxy, but they still inevitably met their end. .

Just like the future, the swaying flames of civilization are swaying in the wind, surrounded by darkness. The Chaos Gods sneer at the weak mortals repeating the cycle of development-peak-decline-reform-destruction, waiting for the mortals to fall into At that moment of weakness, he was waiting for an opportunity, ready to sound the horn of destruction again.

Many times.

Every time, there are great heroes who stand up to face evil. The first generation Phoenix King Aenario, the first generation Old Demon Toad Croc, the founder of the empire Charlemagne, the first generation Knight King Arthur, the rat exterminator Emperor Mandred, Ludwig the Savior, whose heroic battles and sacrifices drove the demonic legions back into the profane world that gave birth to them.

But chaos is eternal, mortals are short-lived, and mortals will never be freed from the threat of chaos.

forever.

Ryan was deep in thought, and the king seemed to be sitting on his pony, contemplating something. No one bothered the king. Everyone was taking the opportunity to rest and recover their strength, until Belega suddenly stood up: "Get ready to fight! Warriors! Guys, get ready to fight! I smell the greenskins, they are near us!"

"What?!" The knight master and the soldiers who were resting were greatly surprised. Many of them were still devouring dry food.

Fortunately, Belegar had won everyone's trust through a series of wars and a rich understanding of the greenskins. No one raised a voice of doubt. The knights had no time to get on their horses. They stood still, picked up their swords and shields, and came close. The guards and dwarf troops immediately formed a formation, and Admiral Ivan had already led the Ugor cavalry with their bowstrings fully drawn, and they were aiming vigilantly at the surroundings.

But everything was very quiet, and it seemed that nothing happened. The surroundings of the valley were empty. Ryan also subconsciously drew out the Nemesis. The King of Knights did not use his own Mjolnir, because dealing with the green skin requires cutting meat rather than breaking it. A, the Knight King who had just recovered from his deep thoughts was a little dazed. He looked around carefully and found that there were indeed no enemies. When he was about to use his psychic energy to sense it, Belega's voice rang out again: "Above!!!"

Everyone looked up suddenly, and a series of stone bullets and gliding goblins fell from the sky! The screaming goblin flapped its wings and fell vertically, ready to bring death to these canned shrimp and bearded enemies!

"Flare Shelter Area!" Veronica immediately raised her hand, and the Gloria Witch mobilized all her magic power to create a white defensive barrier about five meters high and thirty meters wide almost instantly. The entire defensive barrier Thousands of ancient elven runes and magic words are rotated and arranged on it. This defensive barrier blocks all oncoming attacks. Whether they are flying stone bullets or gliding goblins, they all hit the barrier. It was blown to pieces, but the soldiers behind the barrier were unscathed.

The Old Guards reacted extremely quickly. They immediately gathered together to protect Ryan and Veronica in the middle of the line.

"In the sky! In the valley!" Belegar then shouted: "It's the Arachnari giant spiders! They came down from the sky!"

"What?" The knights were still looking around. A giant spider pulled a long silk thread and fell from the sky. It was at least five meters long and four meters wide. It was full of Goblin archers and Goblin spearmen. them.

The next second, this behemoth hit Ryan's position directly.

The sky is filled with dust.

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