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- The war continued until nightfall, and finally came to an end.
Not surprisingly, the Dragon City Guards won a complete victory. After the faceless man was killed by Aya, the war actually turned into a one-sided massacre. The Holy Light believers were completely defeated and fled from the center of the military camp. The Dragon City guards, under the guidance of the Sword in the Stone, pursued all the way, carrying the resentment in their hearts before, not letting anyone go, and finally pursued them all the way. A hundred miles outside the city, they gradually stopped.
At this point, 70% of the Holy Light believers who participated in this war were dead. The elites that the Holy Light Cult had accumulated over the past century in Bretonia were wiped out in one go. The city was filled with blood, and the originally smooth and tidy streets were covered in blood. There were stains everywhere. They were the corpses of priests wearing holy robes. At the same time, fierce fighting will inevitably hurt some innocent people - not all civilians have evacuated the city, and there are always some unforeseen disasters. For a moment, the dragon city was filled with blood, the cries were loud, and it was too tragic to watch.
The nature of war is cruel. No one will be surprised by this scene, because if the winner of this battle is the Holy Light Religion, they will not be merciful to the Dragon City guards and will definitely launch a great purge. Therefore, even though many people couldn't bear the massacre, they couldn't say much.
For example, the former Archbishop Rowan was in a very embarrassing situation and fell into deep contradictions.
As a former archbishop, he originally belonged to the church camp, but later his identity as a member of the Priory of Sion was revealed and he became a mortal enemy of the Holy Light Religion. In line with the principle that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, the Dragon City guards never targeted Luo Wan during the final massacre. Of course, this is also related to Luo Wan's good relationship with the Dragon City guards for decades. Luo Wan's reputation in the entire city is very good, and even the Dragon City guards are unwilling to attack such an old man.
But for Luo Wan himself, it was difficult to accept this mercy because so many people died. As the regional archbishop, Luo Wan has always regarded the believers in Dragon City as his own children. But now, these children have all become corpses.
Did they do something wrong? No, because they never had a choice. When the Faceless Men were so powerful, they couldn't be asked to resist directly. After the war started, everyone was helpless.
They didn¡¯t do anything wrong, but they died miserably. And can this be said to be the fault of the Dragon City guards? Obviously not, they are actually more innocent than Holy Light believers. The Holy Sword of Divine Judgment fell from the sky, and then the legions of the Holy Light Religion surrounded the general camp. From beginning to end, did the Dragon City guards have any choice?
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And what qualifications do you have to survive if you are so derelict in your duties?
In fact, Archbishop Luo Wan once thought of committing suicide. Although the teachings of the Holy Light Religion strictly prohibited such behavior, in despair, he had no choice.
However, a young man who claimed to be the spokesperson for the saint found him and made him give up his idea with just one sentence.
"Your life is no longer your own. If you feel guilty, use your remaining years to do some practical actions to atone for your sins."
Death is just an escape. Only by living bravely can we face the dead better. Luo Wan sighed, finally having nothing to say.
Except for Luo Wan, everyone needs to face the next life bravely. After a fierce battle, both sides suffered losses. Although the Dragon City Guards won, their losses were not much worse than those of the Holy Light Religion. Only half of them survived, and many of them lost the ability to fight forever.
And the entire Dragon City also suffered huge losses. Countless buildings were destroyed by the war in the final stage. Many Holy Light believers took advantage of the danger and defended it. The response of the Dragon City guards was to directly demolish the people and buildings together. In the process, civilians were inevitably injured.
That night, Bedivere floated in the air, silently overlooking his city. Although Dragon City has not yet fallen into ruins, the work of the past few decades seems to have been in vain.
"But, we won after all." Bedivere closed his eyes, "What a dream-like victory. I never even thought about winning this battle and what to do next."
"Haha." A hearty laugh sounded next to Bedivere, "The next step is of course to continue to win until Bretonnia is reunited and the Holy Light Church is completely expelled."
Bedivere has developed a high level of immunity to bold words after calming down for a long time. What¡¯s more, the speaker is not the monarch he is determined to serve, but a mysterious monk from Kyushu.
So Bedivere didn't have much respect: "It's easy to say, the Holy Light Religion will not give up easily. The next battle may break out at any time, and we only have exhausted soldiers. Looking around, there is not even a single one." ally."
This battle was indeed a miraculous victory, but the situation that followed was even more dangerous. The church had endured a crisis that it had never experienced in hundreds of years.How can we let go of such heavy losses? Even if they are in deep trouble with the eastern city-states at this time, they will definitely allocate their energy to deal with the rebellion in Dragon City.
Compared with Dragon City, which is in ruins and has almost no power to fight anymore, the resources in the hands of the Holy Light Religion are much richer. After a hundred years of operation, most of the forces on the land of Bretonia have been connected with the Holy Light Religion. As long as they promise enough benefits and rely on the prestige and credibility of the First Church in Mainland China, there will naturally be people who are willing to serve as pawns.
The mere fact that these wolves may become the lackeys of the church makes Bedivere dare not take it lightly. What's more, Dragon City is too rich. Whether it's equipment and classics for professionals, or gold and silver treasures for ordinary people, Dragon City's accumulation is far beyond what other cities can match. Nowadays, both sides suffer in the war, which is simply a naked temptation.
"Now if you are not careful, you will be attacked by a group of people, and we haven't even handled our own affairs yet."
After a fierce battle, apart from silently licking its wounds, Longcheng also had to face an urgent problem.
In the fierce battle the previous day, the Dragon City guards were basically united. Except for a few people who were coerced by the Holy Light Religion and their families to defect, most of them showed amazing cohesion. But that is an instinctive reaction to protect oneself in times of disaster. When the war ends and the crisis is resolved, contradictions will inevitably be exposed.
Anyone who cares can see the dangerous situation facing Dragon City. Now the Dragon City guards can be said to have narrowly escaped death, but no one wants to die again.
"The kindness of Longcheng's cultivation must be repaid in today's battle. Next, do we need to continue to tie up Longcheng and wait for death?"
"That's right, I just left the city to investigate, and troops from other cities have begun to slowly gather. To be honest, I don't think we can continue to fight."
Voices like this quickly spread within Longcheng, shaking the morale of the military. At the same time, for ordinary people in Dragon City, this is also an uneasy night.
In the city, the blood stain has not disappeared, the murderous intent of the Dragon City guards still exists, the religious area, and the cathedral of the Holy Light Sect dim. Outside the city, countless forces are watching. Although the war is over, it may break out again at any time. The air in the city is filled with a palpitating smell.
¡°At this time, someone needs to come forward to stabilize people¡¯s hearts and suppress the situation.
Aya stood on the square in the center of Dragon City. At her feet, a tall tower was pulled up out of thin air by magic, allowing her to have a commanding view of the entire city.
The bleak atmosphere in Dragon City is also clear at a glance. In response, Aya just spoke lightly, and her voice echoed throughout Dragon City.
"One hundred and fifty years ago, it was also here that I oncemy father once led his army to prepare for the upcoming final battle. His opponent was the largest and last big player in Bretonia. Lord, the barbarian lord has done many evil deeds and the people are filled with resentment, but he has collaborated with foreign tribes, has great power, and has a prosperous army. However, my father's army has just experienced three fierce battles, suffered heavy losses, and has become a exhausted army. "
The clear and cold voice, like the cold wind at night, blew through the heart, making people forget their worries and focus on the voice on the high platform, listening to the girl's speech. At this time, everyone already knew the blond and blue-eyed girl. She is a girl, the daughter of the legendary Knight Kingwho died for more than a hundred years.
Holding the sword in the stone, he inherits the will of the late king and is the successor to the royal power of Bretonia. These dazzling titles cannot really appease people's hearts. In the face of the imminent crisis, a king who is gradually being forgotten by people really seems pale and powerless. After all, she is just a little girl who looks fragile, and after killing the faceless man Soon, he fell into a deep sleep.
Then, this little girl finally woke up and wanted to speak in front of everyone?
Although this was not a good time to listen to the story, when Aya spoke, the Dragon City guards couldn't help but become interested. For most of them, the twelve battles in which the Knight King unified Bretonia was just a sentence in the story, and the specific content was unclear. In people's perception, the invincible King of Knights is naturally advancing all the way, with no enemy under his command. However, it sounds like the King of Knights was in a desperate situation before the final battle?
In fact, the situation one hundred and fifty years ago was indeed a desperate situation. At that time, the King of Knights conquered Dragon City with three consecutive fierce battles and led his army to rest in the city. On this occasion, the deserted corner of Bretonia had always been occupied. However, the barbarian lord took advantage of the situation and proposed a condition to divide the world equally. If not, the barbarian army would flood the Dragon City and destroy the Knight King. At that time, the available troops of the King of Knights were nearly ten times different from those of his opponents.
On the high platform, Aya was neither happy nor sad, telling her story from another perspective.
"That night, his military camp was also filled with all kinds of sounds. The undercover agents infiltrated by the barbarian lord were walking in fear, the soldiers who attached themselves because of blindness were panicked and confused, and the veterans of the series of battles were shaken. Longcheng, who had just surrendered, looked on with cold eyes.??, even the Knights of the Round Table began to quarrel. Staying together, retreating, and temporarily avoiding the sharp edge, as if there is an abyss ahead, and there is no way to advance. "
Hearing this, many people felt the same and started talking about it, because if it were him, if he knew that his opponent had ten times the strength, he would be hesitant and fearful, just like now. To move forward bravely in the face of a well-matched opponent is courage. Doubling or tripling it is a sign of recklessness. Doing more than ten times is simply asking for death.
So how did the King of Knights solve the problem at that time? An enemy that is ten times more powerful Could it be that they are using some means to delay the opportunity, recuperate, and then attack with a large army?
Although people know very well that with the character of the King of Knights, he will never compromise with his enemies easily, let alone a barbarian lord who believes in evil spirits and kills people. But what can he do if he doesn't compromise? If the situation at that time was really as bad as Aya said, there would be no chance of winning in a head-on battle. Unknowingly, people were deeply attracted by Aya's story of just a few sentences and began to get involved.
?Perhaps, this story is really too immersive.
And looking at the countless pairs of blank eyes under the high platform, Aya raised her head slightly, hiding her eyes filled with emotion.
One hundred and fifty years have passed, but everything seems to be just yesterday. The situation is exactly the same.
After calming down the excitement in her heart, Aya spoke slowly, her voice carrying a heart-stopping majesty.
"Who are we? Are we wandering wild dogs? Or vultures that feed on scavengers? Are we cockroaches that lurk in the sewers? Or are we hunched rats in the darkness? No, we are proud lions who have been bullied by others. The warriors blessed by the Eastern Dragon Clan are the Bretonian knights who will always stand on the land of glory. Our code is unity, courage, and the uprightness that would rather break than bend. We will never negotiate with evil spirits, and we will never surrender to the wild. Bow your head because if we abandon our own code, we will betray all the friends who have blessed us and protected us, and we will betray those comrades who paved the road to victory with their lives in the past wars. Because we promised them, and even more promised ourselves, I will always face forward and move forward bravely, even if there is an abyss beneath my feet."
"But, my knights, do not be timid, let alone despair, for under our feet lies the glorious road to victory. We are the destined masters of Bretonia. The radiance of the sword in the stone guides us forward. The earth is Our shield, the sky is our armor, the wind, rain and thunder are our weapons, knights, across the abyss, there is an endless smooth road ahead."
In Dragon City, Aya's shouts continued to echo. As time went by, they gradually turned into a low hum in the silence, stirring people's hearts.
Even though one hundred and fifty years have passed since the story, and today¡¯s Dragon City Guards are not a staunch knighthood under the King of Knights, similar feelings continue to well up from the bottom of people¡¯s hearts. As the same people of Bretonia, there will always be similar elements flowing in their blood.
That is the desire for glory. Once upon a time, the Holy Light Religion was developing in full swing in Bretonnia. A large number of priests and paladins from foreign countries poured in to dominate the area, but they were still tolerated by the Bretonians. It might be that after the King of Knights left, people subconsciously wanted to find something to fill the void. However, it was not until this time that people discovered that although the Holy Light Religion was stronger, larger in scale, and had its own light, it was nothing compared to the shining light of the Knight King.
That kind of spirit that is desperate for the code in the heart is the glory they really desire, and for this, they are willing to die
Of course, today, one hundred and fifty years later, even if people are not familiar with history, they know that the result of that battle was the victory of the King of Knights. The heroic sacrifices of the knights were not in vain, and brought Bretonia unprecedented heights. However, people are still impatient to hear Aya finish the story.
"In that battle, my father took the lead. The Sword in the Stone smashed the eight witch doctors of the barbarian tribe and beheaded the barbarian lord in front of the battle. The knights of the Round Table were so full of morale that they broke through the enemy formation with overwhelming force. The battle lasted for three days and three nights. The knights burned their lives and souls until the last moment and killed ten times the enemy. Three days later, the whole army cheered and celebrated the victory."
Under the high platform, there are countless pairs of shining eyes.
Standing on the high platform, Aya could clearly feel that the city seemed to be ignited by raging flames, so she raised the sword in the stone high, and a golden beam of light shot into the sky, making the Dragon City as bright as day.
"One hundred and fifty years ago, my father used the Sword in the Stone to cut through the endless darkness and despair, and established Bretonia's unprecedented achievements. Today, the Sword in the Stone is still guiding us on the road to victory at this moment. I can clearly hear the cry of the Sword in the Stone. Victory is ahead, and it will always be ahead. The darkness around us is not our destination. The afterglow in the city is not our destination. Our destination is to move forward all the way, overcoming thorns and thorns, and cutting through the thorns. bright"
"Someone asked, what is ahead? What are we fighting for? The warriors a hundred and fifty years ago, even in the deepest desperate situationWith a clear and firm belief, they believed in chivalry and believed that Bretonia would be unified and prosperous. And now, facing a divided country and the aggressive aggression of the Holy Light Religion, I have to say that this is the abyss we have to cross, and this is the powerful enemy we are about to face."
"I am the daughter of the King of Knights. I hold the same belief in my heart as the late king. I firmly believe that this land is the land of Bretonians and the land of chivalry."
Aya¡¯s voice is like a strong wind, like a tsunami, and passionate emotions sweep through everyone¡¯s heart.
"In the name of the Sword in the Stone, I declare that the war for the restoration of Bretonia begins here. Anyone who stands in the way of this road will be crushed. We will surely step on the ladder of victory to reach the other side of eternal glory.
"Long live Bretonia"
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