Chapter 609

March day!

The news that the tulip Duchess army was going north had already spread all over the world under the deliberate propaganda of the Empire.

On this day, the grand expedition ceremony also attracted countless people to watch.

Just north of the Imperial City, the garrison of the former imperial city guards has assembled reserve reinforcements and some local garrisons. Of course, the local garrisons only assembled the troops around the Imperial City, while the garrisons from other places directly went north to fight for speed.

This grand ceremony was also to stimulate the morale of the people inside the Empire. On this day, in the garrison of the imperial city guards, teams of fully armed soldiers set out in a line of marching lines. Surrounded by the people on both sides of the road, they rushed north.

Seeing the army of the Empire set out, under the deliberate command of the officers, every soldier tried his best to hold his head high and show his bravery. His polished armor, owl's boots trampled on the earth, and the light dust was flying. Such a majestic military appearance immediately aroused the warm cheers of countless people around him.

There are also some female citizens who throw their flowers into the queue. From a distance, this group of soldiers seems to be walking on the road full of flowers

The wave of cheering wave after wave, full of voices, more people began to take the lead in shouting "long live thorns, long live Empire, long live tulip" these slogans.

Everyone's face is full of excitement and excitement

"Hoo..."

With a sigh, Alor was riding on his horse. He was wearing a silver cavalry commander's armor. There was a spear and a sword on his horse, and a long red feather on his helmet. The waves of cheers around him didn't seem to excite yalor's heart. He looked at the mighty soldiers in front of the line, the people on both sides, and yalor's heart at the moment. But it's full of a complex taste.

The young faces of the soldiers are probably because they are all young men in the reserve who have never been to the front line. There seems to be no fear or tension on their faces, as if they are full of youthful vitality and fighting spirit. It seems that these recruits, who have been trained from the reserve camp, do not know what kind of cruel battlefield they are waiting for... Perhaps, under these simple faces. They think that war is to charge and win, and then accept cheers and flowers like today

Maybe it won't be long. One face after another, someone will kill or be killed on the battlefield full of smoke and blood, someone will collapse because of fear, holding the sword in hand. Crying mother's name in fear

There are still some young people

Arol tried to shake his head. As "masters of military academy". Welcome to here. I know that many people must be surprised that I have called you here instead of starting with the big army... Well, I promise that what you see today will make your trip worthwhile! Hehe, you are all magicians. Of course, you can't ride north like the ordinary army. So, I'm here, and I'm ready to use the same special walking tools! "

After a pause, he deliberately laughed: "moreover, this is not the time to announce it, so it is not suitable to go out with a large army. Now, the ceremony of our expedition begins... Dear magicians, please prepare your bags, and then we are ready to board the ship! "

Boarding?

Some magicians have strange faces. This is land. What kind of warship do you want to board?

But then, he watched Duwei walk to the huge grassland in front of the other courtyard.

Then a magician in a white robe came out slowly.

White robe... That's a symbol of the identity of the great magician!

However, what puzzled these magicians was that the white robed magician in front of him looked very old, thin and small, with white breath, thin face, and even a faint taste of obscenity.

What's more, every great white robed magician on the mainland is a rare strong man. Every one's name is as loud as thunder. Many of these magicians were in the Magic Union before. It can be said that they should be very familiar with every great white robed magician on the record. But this great white robed magician in front of them is very familiar, and no one knows him.

Well... It can't be a fake

"Hello, colleagues." This wretched old man in a white robe bowed to everyone with a standard magician's etiquette. No matter whether it was true or not, other magicians all bowed their heads in return. After all, there are no white robed mages in these mage retinues.

"Now, what you are going to see is the tulip family's new magic war weapon, because its face has never been shown publicly before, so please don't be too surprised. Ha ha, of course, now it's no secret, because as we go to the battlefield, its face will spread all over the mainland. "

With that, he coughed: "finally, let me introduce myself. My name is... Gegwu, the eighth level magician of the mainland." This wretched old man in white is the mouse Prime Minister gegwu! After years of unremitting efforts and with the help of Gandalf green robe, his metamorphosis has finally made a breakthrough. After changing back into a human body, he takes the spring of youth and solidifies his body. Finally, he doesn't have to be trapped in a rat shaped body. Gegwu?