Little Priest's Cat Diary

one year later.

It’s another year of warm spring and flowering season. The city of Schulte in the north is still warm in spring, but the south of Portoyas has gradually become hotter.

However, this is already a common thing for the Portoyas people.

The scorching sun is in the sky, and the sun is shining on the earth.

On the flat and open plain, the grass shrouds the ground like green velvet.

When the wind blew across the sky, the grass kept swaying, like waves of the ocean.

The horse's neighing sounded in the wind, one after another.

Looking around, there is a piece of white armor standing on the flat land.

The endless White Armored Army refracted a dazzling luster in the sun.

The ocean-colored azure flag flies high above the earth.

It unfolded in the wind, making a rustling sound.

The sound of the rushing river was faintly heard in the distance, and the sound of the flowing water was swept by the wind and came to this side.

Looking up, you can see the river that runs through Portoyas and feeds the kingdom in the distance.

Fadagaro River.

For thousands of years, the world has changed, but only this huge river has been running on the land of Podoyas, and it has never changed.

She seems to be quietly watching the prosperity of this kingdom, its decline, and its ups and downs for thousands of years.

The white horse of Shenjun stands proudly on a high hill.

Its snow-white mane fluttered in the wind, and it held its head up, still as proud as usual.

Like its owner.

Its owner is looking up into the distance.

Half of the fine golden forehead hair fell on the pitch-black mask, and half fell on the increasingly sharp and handsome face.

The young prince was dressed in silver armor.

Even under the scorching sun, the silver armor that had been baptized by countless wars and blood still shone with a frightening coldness.

A year passed, and Sardis grew taller again.

The wind blew over and lifted the light-colored cloak behind him.

He stood on the hill on horseback, his whole body was like a sharp gun, showing his sharpness.

The contours of the face became deeper and deeper, and the lines of the eyebrows and eyes gave people a strong sense of sharpness.

There was a certain kind of invisible courage in that compelling vigor, which made people dare not look directly at him.

He raised his eyes and stared at the Fadagaro River in the distance, and there seemed to be something surging in the depths of his eyes.

From a distance, one can vaguely see countless ships parked on the broad river, all black and dense, like dark clouds.

It was the river of Portoyas, but the flag of Portoyas was not raised high on the ships anchored in the river.

At this moment, a dangerous gleam flashed from the depths of the pair of pupils of different colors.

Over the past year, Portoyas's legion and arms have changed.

In the past, although Portoyas had three well-known knight orders, they were limited by the fact that the horses were too worn out and could not afford them, so generally speaking, they were still dominated by infantry.

But now, the cavalry has become the main force of the legion.

And there are only two remaining of the three former knight orders.

One is the Knights of the Spear led by General Salam that survived the war a year ago.

The other Knights of the Sword, all members of it followed King David to death in the war a year ago.Sardis rebuilt it in the city of Schulte, and Nadia became the commander of the new Knights of the Sword.

Withdrawing his eyes looking into the distance, Sardis pulled the rein, and the steed under him neighed.

It flies down.

Soon, it ran down the high hill and flew into the army ahead.

The knights in the army stepped back one after another to make way for a road.

The snow-white steed galloped forward on this avenue in the army.

In an instant, it and its master came to the forefront of the army.

…………

On the vast and boundless plain, facing the Portoyas army in white armor, is the army of sea people in gray and black armor.

After a year of lurking, the sea folk thought they had firmly controlled the places they had invaded.

So, the ambitious female Shah once again sent her confidant generals to lead the army to march north.

After a lapse of a year, the army of the Sea People once again crossed the Fadagaro River and came to the north bank of the river.

After capturing a small city on the north bank, their army collided head-on with the Podoyas army that quickly moved south after noticing their movement.

The two sides are close in strength.

Portoyas is dominated by cavalry.

The sea people's army is mainly infantry.

Cavalry is famous for its instant explosive power and lethality, but in terms of stability and durability of battle, infantry still has the advantage.

As the sun rose, the sun became more intense.

Portoyas and the armies of the Sea People faced each other on the land.

In the center of the sea people's army, the middle-aged commander was sitting on the chariot, surrounded by countless soldiers.

He looked at the Prince Portoyas who was standing in front of the army on horseback from a distance, with a sneer on his face.

As the commander-in-chief of an army and even the lord of a country, he was supposed to sit in the middle of the army and stabilize the morale of the army, but the young crown prince actually stood in the most dangerous place with his own bravery.

After all, he is a young man, brave and aggressive, and he does not know the severity.

Although the Haimin army was defeated by the crown prince a year ago, it was because of the conspiracy and tricks set up by the crown prince.

This time, he has repeatedly checked the four weeks, not giving the other party any chance to play tricks.

In this way, the opponent has no chance to set a trap.

And he believed it.

In terms of frontal combat, the strength and bravery of the sea people are unmatched in this world.

Moreover, after that defeat a year ago, the female Shah learned a lesson and focused on training the army's land combat capabilities during the year.

After a year of training, their fighters are used to fighting on land.

Therefore, in this battle, the soldiers will definitely be able to exert a strong force.

This time, he wanted to completely defeat the insidious villain opposite him who could only play tricks.

He wants to make the Portoyas feel the terror of their sea people once again.

He will tell them that the warriors of the Sea People are invincible!

The middle-aged general of the sea people stared fiercely at the young crown prince in the distance, thinking so fiercely in his heart.

The sun came over Dangkong's head.

The sun shone hotly on the earth.

The scorching wind howled across the meadow, stirring the tall grass.

At this moment, the low and empty wind horn sounded over the Podoyas army.

At the same time, the loud and piercing sound of horns also sounded over the sea people's army.

Accompanied by the roar that went straight into the sky, the two armies rushed towards each other.

The galloping sound of a horse's hooves.

The footsteps of thousands of people rushing.

Let this piece of earth seem to vibrate.

Nearly.

closer.

Portoyas' cavalry raised their spears.

Sea Folk infantry raised their iron shields high.

The armies of both sides collided heavily.

The soldiers of the sea people fell a large part under the impact of the cavalry.

But at the same time, the cavalry of Portoyas fell into the enemy's army.

The two sides fought hand to hand.

The sea folk soldiers let out a roar, swung their sharp swords and slashed at their enemies——

The commander-in-chief of the Chinese army had a smile on his face.

Their weapons are also one of the reasons why he firmly believes that he will win this battle.

Their iron shields are indestructible.

Their blades are razor-sharp.

Perhaps in the initial charge, Portoyas's cavalry corps could have a short-term advantage, but once the soldiers met, their weapons had an overwhelming advantage in close combat.

Soon, the Portoyas will be retreating from their formidable weapons.

However, something that surprised the commander happened.

The Portoyas withstood the ferocious attack of the sea folk warriors.

The sea people used to tear apart the enemy's positions with their indestructible sharp blades on other battlefields, but now they seem to be completely useless in front of the Portoyas.

impossible.

Porto Yas just carried it by force with willpower.

Without real fighting power, just relying on willpower will not last long.

The stalemate on the battlefield could soon change.

The middle-aged commander told himself so.

It's just that the possibility he thinks has become weaker and weaker as time goes by.

There has indeed been a change on the battlefield.

It's just that it is changing in a direction that is unfavorable to the maritime civilian army.

The Portoyas not only withstood the ferocious attack of the sea people, but also gained the upper hand little by little, pushing towards the sea people's army.

impossible.

How could their fighters be suppressed in such an upright confrontation?

It is absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen!

Even if the opponent's fighters are not inferior to him in bravery, it is impossible for him to resist with the weapons he owns...

……

unless……

A reason that made his heart skip a beat flashed through his mind, and before he could think about it, there was a sudden loud noise in front of him.

He looked up.

My heart skipped a beat.

A cavalry army was rushing towards his direction, and the silver and white armor reflected dazzling light in the sun.

The cavalry rushed into the army.

Like a spear piercing the enemy's vitals, it tore the entire army apart.

The crown prince of Portoyas is the most terrifying gleam on the tip of this sharp spear.

He came rushing forward with unstoppable momentum.

No one can stop where the spear points.

In just a few breaths, Sardis had already rushed to the chariot where the commander of the other side was.

The spear swung.

A bloody light splashed in the air.

Accompanied by the panicked shouts of the surrounding sea civilian soldiers, the middle-aged commander fell from the chariot to the ground.

The last thing he saw before he fell into darkness.

It was the cold spear that took the lives of countless people including him, a drop of blood slowly dripping down the grass along the pitch-black tip.

The point of the gun...

It's iron...

He opened his eyes wide and stopped breathing.

…………

After a lapse of one year, Portoyas and the Sea People fought again on the frontal battlefield.

The maritime militia was defeated.

Back again to the Fadagaro.

……

In the tent in the center of the Podoyas army camp, the crown prince, the young priest, and the two generals were all in it.

"Is this a win?"

Mia was a little surprised.

After receiving the news that the sea people's army had crossed the Fadagaro River and went up, Sardis immediately led his army south.

The cavalry he led arrived at the battlefield earlier because of their speed.

The battle priests led by Mia arrived at the battlefield two days late because of their slow marching speed.

As a result, when they arrived at the battlefield, they found that the first battle was over.

The Sea People's army was directly defeated and retreated to the riverside of the Fadagaro River.

"Well, I won."

Sardis sat leaning on the chair, resting his chin with one hand.

With a lazy demeanor, he said it as a matter of course.

"The reason why they were invincible back then was only because of their ships and weapons."

It took nearly a year, and Portoyas's army has all been replaced with new iron weapons.

Moreover, during this year, he has been secretly conquering those disobedient wandering tribes in the Ston prairie to train troops,

"Now they take the initiative to run to land, and they have no weapons to suppress them. They still want to fight me? Huh."

After the battle, the big lion who lay lazily on his stomach gave a soft snort.

Recently, he was thinking that it was about time to go south to drive away the invaders, but the Sea People actually attacked him one step ahead.

In this way, he will not be polite.

"After having endured for so long, the time has come to settle accounts!"

Nadia sat aside, gearing up, with a look of eagerness.

"We want to take back the royal city as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Antiste stood and looked towards the south through the gate of the camp, with emotion in his eyes.

"it's time."

"Speaking of which, you are also the crown prince who is a bit stubborn, saying that you will only succeed as king after retaking the royal city."

Nadia pouted.

He reached out to pick up the cup and said, "Actually, if you want me to say, there's no need for that."

"If I can't even take back the royal city, I don't think I have the qualifications to inherit the throne."

Sardis said.

"And, I think..."

He turned his head and looked at Mia beside him.

"After taking back the royal city, on the altar of the Sepul Tower, I will succeed as king."

"And Mia, you will also be on that altar, succeeding the high priest, right?"

"Ah."

Mia nodded.

He asked, "What?"

Sardis looked at Mia with a smile in his eyes.

He said: "I always thought that at that time, the wedding ceremony could also be held together."

He reached out and took Mia's hand.

Sardis leaned over and leaned closer to Mia who was looking at him with a dazed and astonished expression.

He laughed and whispered,

"After taking back the royal city, Mia, I want you to hold a wedding with me on that altar..."

puff!