Proof of the Sun King

On the top of the mountain, the ashes of dozens of vampires could not stop the footsteps of several knights.

"Is this road so unsafe?" Ryan put away the warhammer and looked at the ashes all over the place, he was secretly shocked.

Francois is known as the "enemy of the undead", and at first Ryan thought it was because of the huge victory he had won.

It is not at all. For Francois, the "enemy of the undead" is not so much an honorary title as it is the best description of his abilities. The dazzling light he emits is a deadly weapon against dark creatures. .

Including undead, including chaotic creatures.

At first, Ryan used to think that he had the imperial guards sent by the emperor, and he was also protected by his brother Angron, so he could look down on the powerhouses in this world.

In fact, this world is very special. Whether it is the strength of the Emperor's Imperial Army or the strength of Angron, they are all suppressed to a certain extent, including when the Emperor comes, in order not to attract the attention of the evil god, he Can't get it all out.

The strength shown by François is only slightly weaker than that of the Emperor's Imperial Army.

There are only a handful of Holy Grail knights in the Knight Kingdom with the strength of Francois, and it is estimated that there are no more than five. However, this still sounded the alarm for Ryan. Although the world has a big gap in low-end combat power, it is also at the highest end. In terms of combat power, there may not be much difference.

For example, Arkhan, the Lich King, who has been in power for thousands of years, was able to escape from the Emperor's hands. Although there are reasons why the Emperor is not willing to go all out, the Lich King can cast a spell to escape in an instant. question.

François didn't know that many thoughts had passed through Ryan's mind. The duke put away the unicorn sword and sighed: "As long as the eternal Longyan Castle in the depths of the Grey Lady's Road is not removed for a day, these black creatures will die. We are always on the mountain road, not every pedestrian has our strength, so this road is still too dangerous."

"Isn't Your Excellency Kasvann not capable of destroying the Eternal Dragon Rock?" Julius asked his father.

"No." François shook his head, and the duke himself seemed to have no intention of continuing on this issue: "Go ahead, go down this road, and we will arrive at Uberseric tomorrow."

"Yes!"

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At the same time, in the town of Grennell, Kasvann was also standing on the high point of the mountain road. He stared at the rolling army under the mountain. The Duke himself was smug, and the news of his declaration of war on the Empire spread from the mountains to the coast, from the mountains to the coast. The plateau reached the estuary, and hundreds of ranger knights gathered at his call, not too many, but enough.

The young ranger knights had great expectations for this war. They praised the fairies in the lake. The enthusiasm of the expedition filled their young faces. Most of the knights opened their helmets, revealing their youthful faces, colorful hoods The robes and family crests of various colors are like a huge picture scroll, slowly rolling on the mountain road.

Together with the newly added ranger knights, the number of knights has skyrocketed to more than 2,000. With Kath Vann's own army, the Duke firmly believes that this 15,000-strong army will wipe out everything.

Kasfann is almost fifty years old. Although his age is still young for the legendary powerhouse, the heart of the Duke himself has already grown old. He was in excruciating pain, and wrinkles were carved into the corners of his eyes early, and he was already haggard from the gray of his temples.

After the negotiations with the Empire broke down, Kath Vann finally gave up his entanglement with the Empire, and he decided to use force to resolve the differences.

There was thunder on the horizon, and dark clouds hung in the sky, indicating that it was snowing again.

"My duke, look at the weather, maybe it will snow in the next few days." The Duke's lieutenant, Count Carnell, rode up to catch up: "Is it too hasty to march at this time?"

"No, it's not in a hurry, we have to do it as soon as possible." Kas Vann shook his head calmly, he expressed his judgment: "In this war against the empire, we are the offensive side, the empire is the defensive side, as long as we Don't move, the Empire can just sit back and defend actively, the longer it takes, the worse it will be for us, we must before Karl Franz and his Imperial team completely perfect the defenses of several important strongholds and Helmgart Climb over the Grey Mountains, or the Imperial artillery and solid formations will make us suffer enough."

"Wise decision, my duke." The lieutenant was completely convinced by the duke's judgment.

"Hurry up, we're going to be in Ubeserik by the end of January!"

"Yes!"

"Also, I don't want to hear any news of looting and killing my compatriots on the march. Our opponents this time are fellow human beings, not those pesky green-skinned and evil chaotic creatures!"

"This is the lady's teaching, the knights understand."

The knights who were marching didn't notice, just in the depths of the clouds as far as the eye could see, a black spot was slowly moving in the sky.

It was a gigantic griffin, probably the largest ever in the Old World, dressed in bright armor and with the golden griffin coat of arms of the Franz-Friedrich family on its chest.

Karl Franz, the Emperor of the Human Empire, was scouting the sky with the warhammer Gael Malaz. His mount "Death Claw" broke through the clouds and soared in the cold wind. The emperor was wearing Luther, the savior of the year. The treasure "Silver Seal" plate armor left by Vichy, holding Gale Malaz, the symbol of the emperor, and the holy sword of the Elector of Rick collar hanging on his waist, shuttled in the clouds.

"Kasfann's movements are quite fast. My staff originally estimated that he would not leave until February." The emperor muttered to himself, holding a monocular in his hand. These are the works of the Noor Gun Factory. Masterpieces.

It was the emperor's own idea to go out to investigate in person. Although the imperial generals and his courtiers tried their best to oppose the emperor coming out to investigate in person, Karl Franz decided to go out to investigate in person with the respect of the emperor. His reasons were also very full.

In such cold rain and snow, even a Pegasus could not soar above the grey mountains. Only the Emperor's mount, the Death Claw, could do so. There were no Hippogriffs in Kathvann's army, so the Emperor did his best Feel free to investigate.

"Go, Death Claw, go back." Karl Franz turned around after determining the size of the enemy and the approximate number of knights.

Through the peaks of the Grey Mountains, through the clouds of the high mountains, over the sparse alpine steppe, over the pastures, over the countless villages and farms in the prosperous Reikland, Karl Franz came to Helmgart.

Right here, tens of thousands of imperial troops are gathering, hordes of Rick Guards, hundreds of half-Griffin Knights of the Griffin Knights, the Musketeer Battalion from Brunswick and the pioneer squires of the Nuer Ironclad Army, Cannon Squadron, Hellstorm Rocket Brigade, the most elite Great Swordsmen Corps from Kronborg, Griffin Great Swordsmen Corps from Brunswick, 1st Infantry Regiment, 2nd Infantry Regiment, and 3rd Infantry Regiment from Rickland Corps, 1st and 3rd companies of Brunswick Halberds...

The imperial royal wizarding group led by the great alchemist of the empire, Belshazer-Gelt, also came to Helmgart to stand by, ready to face the army of the Duke of Kasvann.

The Rickland under the emperor's direct jurisdiction will always have the most elite troops and the most sophisticated weapons and equipment in the entire empire. In this dark age, only a neat army, sophisticated firearms and devout beliefs can bring hope to the people.

In addition, Umberto Corleone, the Elector of Tuscany and the Grand Duke of Ivey, also led 8,000 troops to Helmgart, the Knights of the Bull and the Elector. My most elite Knights of the Golden Fleece are all going to the front line, and they are ready to compete with the Brittanian knights who are known as the strongest in the old world.

Umberto also brought two regiments of great swordsmen and hordes of halberdiers. In addition to this, the army of Ivey also had hordes of musketeers and dwarf mercenaries, who came from the mountains. The dwarves have long since joined the Empire, and they don't care who their opponents are, as long as there is a sufficient supply of ale.

Now, tens of thousands of imperial troops are assembled in Helmgart, and the tents scattered around the city are crowded with water, like a forgotten ancient war chessboard. Witnessing the demeanor of the imperial team, they eagerly wanted to see the Elector and His Majesty the Emperor himself.

A black spot appeared in the sky, which caught the attention of the Imperial Army, and the Imperial General Kurt Heilberg shouted to the Emperor's flag-holder, Ludwig Schwarzhammer: "It's Your Majesty! He is back!"

"Prepare to welcome Your Majesty!" the emperor's flag-bearer roared in his loud voice, and the gray-haired Ludwig's voice covered almost the entire military camp. In an instant, the imperial army stopped what they were doing, and they were preparing to Welcome to your beloved emperor.

The figure of the death claw was like a bolt of lightning, it tore through the clouds and air, and landed in the imperial camp. Karl Franz jumped off the body of the griffin, and he affectionately used his fist on the neck of the griffin. Gently tap from the back: "It's hard work, old man."

"Your Majesty~ good morning."

"My Majesty, I salute you."

"My Majesty, are the knights across the mountain here?"

The emperor was loved by the army. Karl Franz’s young and valiant appearance had a faint smile and comfort. Compared with the imperial court, the emperor was more willing to stay in the military camp. The army and the soldiers always welcomed their emperor, never like the nobles who liked the yang and the yin.

Wearing a golden cloak, a golden mask, a golden robe, and holding a golden staff, the imperial alchemist Geert stepped forward steadily. He was about to say something to the emperor himself, but the imperial general Kurt Heilberg said first: " My Majesty, are you back?"

"Yes, I'm back, I have good news and bad news, which do you want to hear?" Karl Franz's voice had some humor in it.

"I want bad news," said one of the Rick guards loudly, and what he did caused a burst of laughter from the imperial knights.

"The bad news is that I have detected that Kath Vann and his army are on the way of the Grey Lady." The Emperor let out a low laugh, and he didn't look worried at all: "It's earlier than we estimated."

"What about the good news?" Rick's guard shouted.

"The good news is that we can have a big fight!" Karl Franz raised his hand, and the emperor let out his voice: "Get ready, my soldiers, get ready and the knights across the mountain. Have you done a great job?!"

"Franz! Franz! Franz!" I don't know who started the cry. Everyone only knows that this cry came from the Griffin Great Swordsmen Army, and then gradually turned into a trickle. Rivers, lakes and seas have gradually evolved from rivers, lakes and seas to violent winds and showers.

"Franz! Franz! Franz!"

The shouts of tens of thousands of imperial troops shook the entire city of Helmgart and the surrounding land, the city walls were shaking, and everyone was chanting the emperor's name.

The face of the emperor's banner officer, Ludwig, was full of pride and pride. He was not young, but he was still willing to die for Karl Franz.

Ludwig was the eldest son of a blacksmith led by Ivey in his early years. He awakened his talent and chose to join the army at the age of nine. He became a member of the Praetorian Guard, and his popularity continued to rise in countless duels and wars.

However, with the rise in popularity, Ludwig found himself having to attend various banquets and some indescribable aristocratic events, and he had to see the arrogance and arrogance of the nobles within the empire, as well as hundreds of Thousands of poor people are struggling, the nobles are embezzling the land of the peasants, and many poor people work hard but can only starve.

So he gradually became taciturn and did not change anything.

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With the efforts of Karl Franz, a large amount of land was dug up by the emperor from the noble nobles and returned to the peasants. Groups of corrupt nobles were executed en masse, and their lands were reclaimed by the emperor. , or to be rewarded to the meritorious soldiers, Rick led a new look, and some of the rotten nobles hated the young emperor, but Ludwig stopped countless assassinations against Karl Franz. In its place was revenge from the emperor.

The emperor's flag-bearer firmly believed that as long as Karl Franz was around, there was still hope for mankind.

The Elector Umberto had the holy sword "Mother of Destruction" hanging on his waist. Seeing the emperor's reputation was so high, his face was a little complicated, but the elector still stretched out his hand: "Please allow me to interrupt you, Carl - Franz."

"Of course, Your Excellency Umberto." Karl Franz was a little dissatisfied with someone interrupting himself, but he still respected Umberto. The elector in front of him was the only one who had experienced that great jihad. Now he is elected emperor, he is more than 200 years old this year, and it is enough for Karl Franz to call him his great grandfather.

"The scout came to report, the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake 'Pious' Laine Macardo, the Duke of Winford 'Long Legs' François-Antry-Tancred-de-Winford and several other knights We've arrived at Ubetheric." Umberto coughed a few times.

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