Proof of the Sun King

PS: I have something to do today, so I updated it early.

Alfred did not leave Ryan's Duke Castle immediately. As Ryan's de facto vassal, he had to visit Surya after visiting Ryan.

Of course, compared to the easy-going Ryan, Queen Surya is much more difficult to deal with, because the friendship between Surya and Alfred is actually limited. Under business affairs, Alfred must report him in detail this time. The strength of the expedition, the arrangement of the territory, and who to turn to when encountering problems.

This can't be fooled, Alfred took the pre-written report and went to the office to find Sulia.

In the end, I don't know if it was good luck or bad luck. When the Patriarch arrived in the office, the fairy in the lake was there. The goddess was holding hands with Suria and laughing and saying something, and she was smiling when she saw Alfred appear. He said: "A'Fu is here, are you going on an expedition too?"

"Uh, yes." Alfred was embarrassed, neither kneeling nor standing.

Fortunately, the fairy in the lake did not embarrass him, and just asked him to talk about the size of the army for this expedition.

The scale of Alfred's expedition was quite large. After all, it was the conscription of the Archbishop of Vicma, and he took away all the elites and most of the living forces in the territory.

Fifteen Knights Templar, including Alfred, and twelve Knights Hospitaller.

Six battle priests.

Twenty-two great swordsmen.

A team of halberdiers, a team of sword and shield soldiers and a team of crossbowmen in the ancient church district of Freya.

Two teams of paladins and two teams of whiplash ascetics.

and a small number of military personnel.

Based on a company of 90-120 people, Alfred has to dispatch more than 800 people this time, which is already regarded as the best.

After speaking, Alfred clearly felt that Queen Surya was a little unhappy. After all, Alfred's army was to a certain extent the army of Brittany, but the fairy in the lake didn't care very much, the goddess was rectified. The whole skirt is full of corners, nodding carelessly: "Then, it's a smooth journey!"

"Yes!" A Fu was amnesty, nodded quickly, and then withdrew.

The Patriarch did not delay any further, and after the debriefing was complete, he gathered the army as quickly as he could and set out on the road to Brunswick.

The army set out from Mousillon, marched along the Grismore River, crossed the Duchy of Giso Leaux, and entered the Duchy of Montfort. Alfred was fortunate enough to meet Ford, Duke of Montfort at Montfort Castle. Due to the prosperity of the trade between the Empire and Brittany, the Duchy's tariff revenue has repeatedly exceeded new highs. The relationship between the Duke family and the Empire's Rickland is relatively good (of course not always friends), so he is very generous. Tariffs for Alfred's army.

After being stationed at Montferre for one night, the army successfully crossed the border, passed through the axe bite, and arrived at Helmgart, the border city of the empire at the end of February. The signing of the trade contract in Litania became the most important trading city for both sides.

Here, Alfred unexpectedly met Abel, the witcher who had met Ryan many times. After hearing about Alfred, Abel and the six witchers under his command Decided to follow Alfred to Brunswick for an expedition.

In March, the Empire Rickland, in the Rickwald Forest.

"I thought the witcher would wander forever." Alfred rode a white war horse and smiled at Abel: "But I didn't expect that you would live in Helmgart."

"I didn't live in Helmgart." The witcher Abel is now a master witcher, but years of scavenging rats and evil have made him look like a middle-aged man in his forties. Now, his hair has turned a lot of gray, and his originally sharp temperament has gradually become gentle and restrained. He smiled bitterly: "I tried my best to make my school take root in Helmgart. Due to the previous plague and destruction, The inhabitants and nobles of Helmgart need someone to help them deal with evil and scavenge monsters."

"Isn't this very good?" Alfred was dressed in silver armor and white robes, and the patriarch still maintained his sunny attitude and enthusiastic smile: "Everyone gets what they need."

"For the time being." Abel carried two swords behind his back and a firearm hanging from his waist, he looked a little tired: "It won't always be like this, as time goes on, if we completely remove the monsters, then the People will no longer welcome us, if the evil is not contained, the people here will feel that we are not capable of helping them, but if the balance of power is maintained for a long time, it will not take long for rumors to appear that we are raising monsters. Self-respect, and ultimately hatred and hostility.”

"But you are essential. If it wasn't for the witcher to always clean up the corruption and destroy the evil under the brilliance of my lord, the old world doesn't know how much mutation would have occurred." Alfred could do nothing about it.

"The mutation of the old world is like a disease. It is a contagious and extremely devastating terrorist threat." Abel nodded: "Every year, new mutant babies are born, and people will immediately put a mutation that they do not know. Babies are thrown into the fire, but when the mutation falls on themselves or on their loved ones they compromise their sacred duty and make the most shameful choice: hide."

"This is indeed a problem." Alfred said with a wry smile: "We all know that this is very cruel and ruthless, and the people will never welcome a group of people who break into their homes and take their children away."

"So it's only a matter of time before we leave Helmgart." Abel has become accustomed to all this: "Get used to it."

"Looking at the map, there is a village in front of you, Patriarch." The army continued to advance, Alfred and Abel had a lot of conversations, and the time came to three or four o'clock in the afternoon without knowing it, a Templar said. : "Maybe we can spend the night in the village at night."

"There is no village that can accommodate our army of more than 800 people for the night." Alfred directly retorted, and the Patriarch said displeasedly: "Also, there are very few villages that can provide us with food for more than 800 people! Don't do it! Disturbing the people! This is not Brittany! It is not our territory, put away your idea of ​​getting food from the villagers, water, bread, bacon! Enough for us to hold on to the next town."

"Yes!" The Templars were a little embarrassed by Alfred's words, but also a little aggrieved. The atmosphere of the march was a little stiff, and the words between them became much less.

Seeing this, Alfred sighed deeply. He was very strict with military discipline, but after all, very few people can achieve the level of Ryan, and Ryan has always been good at logistics. The old guards His food is famous all over the world, but Ah Fu himself does not have Ryan's financial resources. The supply of beer, barley bread, and bacon for these 800 people along the way is a lot of money.

There are many cases of clergy or religious knights extorting and extorting civilians within the Justice Church.

I still haven't changed a little bit from the boy I used to be... The Patriarch thought so.

As dusk gradually fell on the gloomy and dark Rickwald Forest Avenue, a strange movement enveloped the terrifying forest, and the witcher Abel's face changed slightly: "The forest wind is fishy! Your Excellency Patriarch! Nearby! There are beastmen!"

"It's not (only) Beastmen! It's a large group of Beastmen!" Alfred's face changed dramatically, the Patriarch immediately gestured to take out a compass, and then stretched out his hand to signal the soldiers to prepare for battle: "Soldiers! Cheer up! Come! It's the Beastman!"

The army immediately entered the battle mode. Although it was a little flustered and underprepared, Alfred's army had also fought against the Beastmen and the remnants of the undead in Musilon.

Halberdiers formed, swordsmen and shields lined up, knights unsheathed their swords, and witchers loaded their firearms.

Alfred clenched his own warhammer, which was marked by a two-tailed comet, and burned in flames, and the Patriarch silently recited the name of Charlemagne, the **** of justice and the **** of men.

Before the battle, so calm.

"Roar!" "Roar~"

The roar cut through the dusky sky of Rickwald Forest.

A large army of Beastmen appeared in the forest, and they rushed towards Alfred from all directions, led by a goat horned beast!

A'Fu clenched the warhammer in his hand. There were a lot of enemies. Normally, there should not be so many beastmen in tribal action. One or two hundred people is the limit, but now it seems that there are three or five hundred enemies.

This is not normal!

However, Alfred didn't have so much time to think about it. A large group of horned beasts had followed the goat bighorn. They were dressed in tattered clothes, their weapons were rusted, and the formation was very chaotic, but they all followed the goat bighorn mindlessly. Follow the beastman battle flag made of human skin: "Eat... meat... fresh... meat!"

"Release!" The crossbowmen began to fire in salvos, harvesting those reckless beastmen. The war group of inferior horned beasts also appeared from the forest and used bone arrows and wooden arrows to counterattack. The chaotic formation of the beastmen was scattered. Shield Wall of Alfred's Army.

The battle begins.

Right in the woods, weapons of various colors were waving, blood was spilled on the frozen ground, shields rang back and forth, and various battle roars continued to sound, some belonged to the human army, some belonged to the beastmen, but Alfred Reid always commanded calmly. He let the flag-bearers and drummers push forward to encourage the soldiers to advance. He shouted slogans in the army to boost morale. The halberdiers used their sharp halberds to pierce the body of the beastmen. Fend off the Beastman's weapons with your shield, then slash the blade through the flesh of the Beastman's sturdy leather armor.

The Beastmen encountered a tough stubble this time. Obviously, Alfred's 800 people could not be easily defeated. Their strongest bighorn beasts began to join the battlefield. These elite Beastmen wearing heavy armor and using giant axes or machetes Finally, the human defense line was torn apart, the halberd was blocked by them, the axe shattered the shield, and the entire human front began to twist.

"Soul flames!" Just when Abel and several demon hunters were skillfully slashing the beastmen with rapiers or axes, Alfred had raised his sacred war hammer, and the red flames turned into The platinum light ignited the audience. Under the golden light, the beasts burned their fur and covered their eyes with their hands. The ruthless Patriarch immediately ordered the great swordsmen and knights to join the battlefield, and the paladins and lashers followed.

The changes that knights and great swordsmen brought to the battlefield were devastating, and without monsters or even behemoths, the Beastmen could not stand against these elites of humanity.

The goat-headed bighorn realized that the situation was not good, but at this moment, a bottle of cocktail had fallen on him, and the witcher Abel shouted at everyone: "The enemy has been marked by me. It's gone!"

"Kill!" Alfred charged himself, the Patriarch lowered his body on the warhorse, dodged the beastman's machete, and then swung the warhammer, and the flames and steel smashed on the head of the goat bighorn, the bighorn head It exploded, and black blood splattered from the two horns. The big horned beast whimpered and moved a few steps laterally, stumbled and tried to escape into the forest. Alfred immediately added another blow. Kill it completely.

These three or five hundred beastmen collapsed quickly, leaving more than two hundred corpses to flee in a hurry.

"This is not normal." Alfred shouted at Abel: "Why are there beastmen of such a size here?"

"Obviously we disturbed them to eat!" Abel put away his weapon, and the witcher looked anxious: "There must be a nearby village under siege, hurry up, otherwise we can only see bones and scorched ruins on the ground!"

"That's right! Quick!" Alfred immediately realized the problem, and the Patriarch grabbed the map: "The nearby village is—Smile Village!"

"Everyone, throw away all the salutes, leave fifty people to look after them, and all the rest come with me, and immediately rush to Smile Village!"

"Yes!"

Alfred and Abel led the army to march in a hurry for nearly an hour, and finally arrived at the nearest village. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the forest was burning and the village was billowing with black smoke. This scene almost made Alfred feel Furious.

Are you late?

The voice of human beings and the sound of weapons crashing came from the village. The patriarch and the witcher couldn't help but looked at each other with joy. Fortunately, it was not too late, and the villagers of the village were still resisting!

However, what happened next stunned Alfred and Abel.

A golden flame lit up in the village, and several horned beasts were blasted into the sky on the spot, falling to the ground and smashed into a mass of mud. The roar of a young villager drowned out the beastman's cry.

"For Charlemagne, for the Empire!"

Amid the collapsed house and the thick black smoke, a young man emerged from the golden flames. He looked no more than a teenager, with long blond mid-parted hair, dressed in a blacksmith's clothes, and held a pair of wrought irons in his hands. The heavy hammer, his stature is unusually tall and strong, and his handsome face bears hatred and anger towards the Beastman. place.

This man must be crazy! Alfred hurriedly ordered the army to rescue the village and the villagers. The Patriarch thought it was a pity, this is a good young man, but he was going to die in the first battle today.

A few seconds later, Alfred and Abel refreshed their perceptions again.

I saw that the young man's body was like a dazzling meteor, and the two hammers in his hands were like butterflies fluttering everywhere he passed, instantly tearing apart all the beastmen who tried to stop him. The light radiated in all directions, shining like gold.

The spears of the horned beasts were blasted into the sky or smashed into blood mists. The staff of the screaming shaman was shaken to pieces and burned to ashes in the golden flame. Within two minutes, the young guy directly killed him. in front of the Beastmaster.

Alfred was speechless in shock.

A sanctuary powerhouse who looks seventeen or eighteen?

This is not over yet, the bull-headed Beastman Beastmaster accepted the challenge of this young guy. It slashed at the young guy's chest with a machete, preparing to dedicate this guy's head to the God of Darkness.

The young man snorted and forcibly reversed the action, and directly blocked the machete in the chest under the surprised eyes of the Beastman Beastmaster.

With the other hand, he raised the remaining blacksmith's sledgehammer.

A terrifying flame was burning on the hammer body, and two long trails were formed, tumbling up and down in the air, falling like a comet under the will of the young man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and smashing on the forehead of the Beastmaster.

The head of the Beastman shattered instantly, and the golden red disc spun and scattered outward, illuminating the entire dusk sky as bright as a layer of gold. The Beastmaster's body exploded along with the head. His body shattered like glass and disintegrated completely.

The Beastmen Chapter collapsed and were quickly slaughtered by Alfred's army.

But all eyes were on the young man.

"Two-tailed comet?!" Alfred murmured to himself in disbelief: "It is said that Charlemagne will return with the twin-tailed comet when the empire he founded is in danger..., Savior Luther Vichy said something similar when he took off his crown and left, could it be..."

The Patriarch hurriedly rode his horse and headed for the place where the young man was. At this time, the battle was over. Around the young man, the corpses of beastmen piled up into a hill, and there was no filth that was his enemy.

"Thank you for your support, pastor of justice." The young man also noticed the reinforcements, and he showed his white teeth towards Ah Fu: "Your people helped us, and the Smile Village thanks you for your support."

"Who are you?" Alfred quickly turned over and dismounted, and he even lowered his head slightly to show his respect for the strong in the sanctuary.

"Me? I'm the villager of Smile Village!" The young guy didn't seem to realize what terrible thing he had done. He put down a pair of big hammers, took out the water bag from his waist, and took a big sip. eyes full of gratitude.

"Oh yes, my name... my name is Watten."

"Walton?"

The clothes on the young man's chest were unraveled, and on his chest, there was a birthmark in the exact same shape as the pattern of a twin-tailed comet. Under the evening sky, the light reflected slightly.