Proof of the Sun King

PS: I still ask for a monthly ticket for the last ride, Qiu Pear Cream~

When Kronborg fell, the Brittany Crusades were slowly advancing along the Axe Bite Pass.

The two marshals of the kingdom's regents, Lawn and Callard, took the lead, while Ryan, Bethmond and his father-in-law led the army of Knights Road slowly to follow from behind. The axe bite pass was a mountain road, and the supply line would be relatively fragile without a river, so It can't be faster.

The Norsca dwarves walked the ley lines under the leadership of Lord Baldur and his brother Thor, but then a sad news came that Karak-Breeze Keep had fallen and was captured by the Skaven. Since then, the last dwarven fortress in the Northern Grey Mountains has also fallen.

The Twilight sisters' Ariel's front is walking the roots of the age oak. The wood elves don't want to be in the company of the dwarves. These people are still mourning the deaths of Queen Ariel and King Orion. The morale of the wood elves is low. , There's nothing the Twilight sisters can do about it, they are not leaders who are good at motivating morale.

Even so, there are still some elves and dwarves in the holy war army.

The eldest son of Baelgar Hammer, King of the Eight Peaks, Thorgreen the Younger followed the Crusaders with a small group of bearded dwarves and volunteered as a reconnaissance team. Jed-Honest drove around in his gyrocopter all day. On the elves' side, Alaros led his grey-clothed team to follow behind the old guard. Similarly, the wood elves under Alaros's command were also demoralized. These tortured and suffering warriors could only follow closely. With the hero of Alaros, seek the final liberation.

The three Kislev Guards enjoyed the high altitude and the cold winds of the Grey Mountains, and Brittany was too warm for Mrs. Kisler.

The 6,000-strong army of the Estalian Militia, which was carefully selected by the Grand Duke Juan Carlos of Magritte and formed by the Sunwatchers, is cursing the piercing icy peaks of the Grey Mountains. Estalians are not used to such cold.

In the year 2525 of the imperial calendar, a day in late summer.

The piercing wind is endless, from the towering peaks down the river, the shrieks of the collapse echoed on the road, the sky was already empty and the gray curtain was stirred and turned into a pile of twisted torrential rain clouds, turbulent. In addition to the surging, as if a pair of giant hands covering the sky tore the sky apart.

The Brittanian Foreign Minister Talleyrand, who was with the army, wrapped his high-quality waterproof burqa tightly, and the lame man cursed the **** bad weather, and kept complaining about why Ryan had to appoint him to join the army. The lame man only wanted to. Enjoy breakfast of hot coconut, goat milk and Paimond soup on your own estate, rather than camping here.

"Your Excellency Talleyrand, I am surprised that you will follow me." Zhukov, the general of the 1st Guards Lancers, tried to talk to the disgruntled high-level elf, and he seemed a little stiff: "I believe you will be able to play own role."

"You might as well say that I can play a vital symbol that this great holy war also has the participation of high elves, which symbolizes that under the leadership of the Sun King, we have achieved great unity of race and nation." Tower. Leland squinted his eyes and said, "Long live the great unity of the world's nations, isn't that the end for you?"

This sentence made Zhukov speechless, and General Kislev was blocked until he thought about it and found that he couldn't catch up.

The surrounding winged cavalry couldn't help but snicker.

Zhukov's face flushed, and he finally couldn't help but say, "Your Excellency Talleyrand, I respect you very much."

"You can call me by my name, General, we are all servants of the Sun King." Talleyrand smiled stiffly, he took a bottle of rum from his waist and took two sips, feeling much better: " I'm not a Chaos Demon, you don't have to be so afraid of me, and as far as I know, you are not afraid of Chaos Demons. In the north of Kislev, you personally led the bear cavalry to charge into battle more than once, and many Chaos Demons were cut by you. Turn, what are you afraid of in this case? Afraid that I will eat you?"

"I'm only afraid of one thing, and that is stupidity." Zhukov could only say: "I always feel that I always seem stupid in your eyes."

"Wow, my general, I have to give you a high look." Talleyrand rubbed the surface of the cylinder with his hands and smiled, "Then I think you must be living in inferiority complex every day."

Zhukov's smile stiffened: "Talleyrand, I respect you very much, but that doesn't mean you can test my bottom line over and over again."

"I heard that Raymond became a marshal." Talleyrand ignored Zhukov's words and continued, "What do you think?"

General Kislev's face changed, he was at a loss for Talleyrand's performance, Talleyrand was staring straight at him, he could only say: "I respect the decision of His Majesty the Sun King, maybe Marshal Raymond is a good one. s Choice."

"Pfft." Talleyrand couldn't help laughing. "I was expecting a more satisfying answer from you, Georgi."

"I said, I respect His Majesty's decision, I like order, and fight for the restoration of Brittany and Kislev, I'm not the kind of person you imagine." Zhukov could only reluctantly organize the language .

"I also like order, especially rules, but I don't like law, especially civil law." Talleyrand smiled: "Then I can understand, my general, you also think that Marshal Raymond, who rose from the grassroots , the guy who was a woodworker twenty years ago deserves the honor of a marshal, doesn't he?"

"Your conclusion is almost equivalent to my answer." Zhukov nodded, his big bald head shining brightly and dazzlingly under the reflection of the snow-white peaks of the gray mountain peaks.

"Few people have no other thoughts in their hearts after mastering the legion that symbolizes the country's last lifeline and the strongest fighting power." Talleyrand's face was calm, but he said words that made Zhukov's heart beat wildly and even made him look around. .

Zhukov is now both the general of the 1st Guards Lancers Corps and the commander-in-chief of the Kislev Guards. In other words, he has at least half of all the armies that Kislev hopes to restore.

"Oh, my general, why is your face red?" The lame man stopped halfway and said with a smile.

"Refreshed!" Zhukov said quickly.

"Why is his face yellow again?" Talleyrand's heart burst into a smile.

"Anti-cold..." Zhukov couldn't go on. "Our Mrs. Keisler is like this. When it's cold, her face will turn yellow. This is a self-protection mechanism."

"Then are you interested in the rank of marshal?"

"Me? I am satisfied with my current glory, my achievements in fighting Chaos in the North for ten years as General Errengrad, and I am not lacking in wealth."

"Yes, of course you are not short of wealth. If you don't mention anything else, you have brought back dozens of carriages of wealth from the front line a few times, right?" Talleyrand said casually.

Zhukov's face was ashen, he was silent for a few seconds, and then he said: "I took it from the enemy."

"Yes, you are."

Talleyrand said no more, he closed his mouth.

That night, the axe bit the pass station, and the king's tent was red, blue and gold.

After the announcement, Talleyrand quickly opened the tent and came in. The room was very warm, because Veronica's witchcraft brazier was lit in the corner, and there was the familiar sound of mahjong.

Looking head-on, I saw the knight queen Surya, the lake **** witch Morgiana, the female speaker Veronica, and the maid chief Sylvia were sitting around playing Japanese marijuana. The scene looked very lively. With the chips, Talleyrand only had time to take a look and found that the chips on it were written as "One Day". Among them, Suria's chips were piled up like a hill at the most, followed by Morgiana and Veronica, and Sylvia. There were only a few chips left, and Sulia gently took a handful from the chips and handed it to Sylvia: "Okay, don't say I didn't give you a chance this time."

"Come on! Just wait until you release the gun this time! Mrs. Surya!" Veronica rolled up her sleeves and planned to have a blast.

"Since Madam has asked me so, then I can only obey." Sylvia seemed reluctant on the surface, but she was actually eager to try.

"I'll just play." Morgiana was very conservative. If it wasn't for Surya's request, she wouldn't even want to participate.

Where is Ryan?

Ryan was roasting a large number of skewers over the stove, sprinkled with cumin, and controlled the heat. There was also a large pot of beef borscht stewed next to it, exuding a moving fragrance.

"It's Talleyrand, what's the matter?" Ryan said casually, Talleyrand was his private minister: "Come on, how about a taste of the borscht I made?"

"Dare to obey." Talleyrand didn't hesitate, just sat down and ate.

Not a monarch, but a servant, not a subordinate, but a friend. This is Talleyrand's position for himself.

By the way, the **** told Ryan the entire previous conversation.

"Then do you think he should be given the title of marshal?" Ryan was silent for a few seconds, and the Sun King sighed: "Actually, according to Zhukov's achievements, there is no problem, and his military capabilities are even better than those of the deceased. Konstantin (Rokossovsky), Konstantin's military plans are often too risky and squeeze the potential of the army to the extreme, so he must be matched with Callard's super-execution and fearless. Great general."

"Your Majesty, have you ever trained a dog?" Talleyrand said, "A dog like this, if you are too hungry, it will in turn hurt its master, and if it is too full, it will lie down and sleep, ignoring its master."

"Then you think the same as I do." Ryan smiled: "Loyal! Honest!"

"He's very useful, at least until Kislev successfully returns to the country, and for Kislev's rotten land, his talents can be used for a lifetime, just need to be carefully mastered." Talleyrand was silent for a few seconds. : "Your Majesty, you ordered me to come, is it a similar consideration?"

"How to say?"

"I've been thinking, what are we going to do when we're in Brunswick?"

"That depends on the decision of the Imperial Council." Ryan narrowed his eyes: "How about Frey."

"How about Frey, how about us?" Talleyrand thought for a while: "I dare to ask, Your Majesty, if Frey can be designated as the crown prince, what are your plans? I am ready to prepare diplomatic strategies."

"Being Emperor Shao," Ryan said softly.

"What if it can't be done?"

"Be the Emperor."

"Understood, then Your Majesty, please look forward to my future performance." Talleyrand smiled: "Also, please be sure to win!"

"You don't believe in my strength?"

"Your Majesty, in addition to military victories, aren't there technological victories, cultural victories, and religious victories?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha ~" The tent was full of Lane and Taleram's cheerful laughter.

And Veronica's roar: "Rong! Duan Yaojiu! Red card! Two days are mine!"

...... I am the dividing line that must win......

After a short time, the axe bites the pass, and the Brittany vanguard.

The 30,000-strong vanguard marched with difficulty in the wind and snow. The heavy rain and the endless greenskin gangs and Skaven attacks made the advance of Lawn and Callard very difficult. Difficult, the pouring rain tickled on the rocks beside him, and the converging stream poured down from the high ground, gurgling and rushing forward, flowing from the rugged mountain road into the axe pass, until All that can be left at this time is a thin wisp, as if to tell everyone that the end of your journey for you Brittanian chivalrous patients is already doomed.

Dangerous mountain roads are always full of various accidents and strong winds, as well as uninterrupted fierce wildness. If it weren't for the special carriages carefully crafted by the Norsca dwarves, and the mountain snow chains are especially suitable for walking on the mountain roads, it is extremely difficult to slip, Lawn I don't know how much materials will be lost along the way. Even so, more than a dozen carriages and more than 170 people fell from the steep mountain road and became the first victims of the jihad.

This sacrifice is hardly honorable at all.

As Raun and Callard advanced, the highlands and hills gradually fell behind them, and in their place were the mountains of pain and suffering, and the last of the pastures disappeared, leaving only an edge that could not be seen. The steep and barren mountains and rocky ridges, the rain was as icy as ice, and the gust of wind swept it into the evil vortex, pouring into every fold of the fabric and the gap of the armor.

At this time, the waterproof cloak of the wood elf is particularly important. Wearing a thick wood elf raincoat will at least not be drenched.

But even so, the morale of the knights is still gradually declining, especially the young ranger knights who are screaming and participating in the holy war of knighthood. They soon find that there is no enemy to charge at all, and there is no charge to charge. Conditions, the original enthusiasm of the expedition was difficult to maintain under such conditions, tortured by the fierce destruction of nature, the knights shrugged their heads without saying a word, but silently followed the brigade and the Holy Grail banner.

Neither Lawn nor Callard can do much about the situation.

As night fell, Callard and Lawn sat around the fire in the tent, eating and chatting.

"If we are lucky, we will arrive near Helmgart in five days, and hope that Sir Amanric and his legion can meet us there." Lawn chewed a white radish in his mouth and pointed to the map: " After passing through Helmgart, the road will be much easier~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We can go all the way down the alpine grassland until we reach Bergenhafen, which should be able to arrive in seven or eight days.”

"Hope it goes well." Callard ate the roasted pig's trotter, his face always serious and unsmiling: "By the way, Leon Cole, do you feel that something seems to be spying on us recently?"

"I feel it too." Lawn nodded, and he suddenly put down the bowl: "Did you feel it?"

"Yes, I feel it." Callard also put down his trotters.

The tent of the head coach slammed open, and the two marshals rushed out. They tore off their burqas, revealing the dazzling family crest of the dwarf master-level rune body plate under their burqas: "Take up arms! Take up arms, Ready to fight!"

Callard's roar sounded before Lawn's roar, and the vanguards were stunned at first, but within a few seconds, everyone began to respond, and the knights shouted excitedly for their squires to wear armor, and among the Free People's sergeants The veterans yelled at the recruits and told them where to take their place.

The ferocious roar of the group came from the side of the mountain pass, and every knight knew the sound from the time of his squire—the thing that had been deeply imprinted in their minds since the day they took up the sword, it was The nemesis that once nearly destroyed Brittany was a group of lunatics who were always in the midst of destruction and destruction.

Even if the famous King of Brittany "Greenskin Killer" King Ron took nearly a hundred years to clear, burn and defeat them thousands of times, even the current Sun King Ryan can hunt down these things all the way into the deep mountains, and even Expedition to the Eight Peaks, but they always come back, they are like parasites that will never be completely eliminated.

They are...

"Waaagh!"

"Waaaaaaaaaaagh!"