Chapter 13

They are the heavy cavalry of the descendants of the sea barbarians. They are the shadows wandering on the earth.

They often appear as mercenaries in the marginal battlefields of various countries.

They have lost their effects, their tracks have been exposed, and the heavy cavalry of gurendy no longer hide their bodies.

The heavy cavalry hung their bows on their backs again, carrying heavy and frightening iron guns in one hand, and did not rush to charge. They and the negotiating mission are separated by a large wetland. They spread out and went around the edge of the wetland.

They slowly distance themselves from each other long enough to use their guns without stabbing their companions. It's also to put psychological pressure on its prey.

Of course, they don't have to rush to attack.

Ordinary horses are not equal to the horses of the gurendys. In front of the heavy cavalry of the gurendys. Running away will only turn into a pool of meat and mud faster, and fighting is tantamount to throwing one's life at the point of the black iron spear.

"Lord..."

There was a cry of despair in the negotiating mission. As soon as someone got out of the carriage, he collapsed on the ground after hearing the bad news.

Someone shuddered to hold the silver cross, began to pray for the protection of the gods.

But today is the death of St. Val, and God today does not forgive.

"Your majesty! Please leave

With a wave of his hand and a pledge of iron, the Knights gathered around the king and built a seemingly impregnable wall with steel shields - in fact, everyone knew how futile defense was.

"We are here to guard for you! Please leave at once! Your majesty

"Leave? Where are you going to leave? "

The king sneered.

He pointed to the moon river fortress behind him.

"To beg for mercy from the enemies of Legrand!"

The knight long bowed his head and did not speak, but his expression already showed his meaning:

he really wanted to buy time for the king, so that the king could return to the moon river fortress. Blaise and Legrand have just signed a treaty. As long as they enter Yuehe fortress, the king will be safe.

Even being a prisoner of Blaise is better than being trampled down by heavy cavalry!

Almost everyone thinks so.

All the people present were silent, expressing silent approval with silence.

The king was furious.

"There has never been a captured king in the rose family before, and there will never be, and there won't be any now!" The king drew the reins and pointed his sword at the knight Moore in the crowd

Knight Moore drove his horse forward.

The king threw the contract to the Knights of more, his face still shrouded in terrible anger: "take this, give it to the Duke of Buckingham."

"At your command!"

Knight Moore caught the heavy peace agreement, and suddenly something stuck in his throat.

"You, go that way, get around here, go down the branch river, don't go to tru, go straight to SelN! Now, take these fools with you and get out of here! "

The king looked down at the officials who were rolling down the carriage and climbing up the horses.

No one knows when the king knew all about the roads and terrain of the surrounding towns.

Only three of Moore were shocked.

At the request of the king, they introduced these in detail in that report, but it was too lengthy. They even mixed up all the dizzying details out of hostility and indignation No one thought that the king really read all of them and kept them in mind.

"Your majesty

The housekeeper ran out of the crowd and knelt heavily on the ground.

"Give me your cloak! Please let me stay for you! Your majesty

"Why?" The king laughed, and his eyes flashed sharply across the pale face of the housekeeper. "Do you think you are more noble than the king of Legrand?"

The housekeeper looked at the young king he had taken care of for more than ten years.

"Take him with you."

The king no longer went to see the housekeeper. He gave orders to the three Knights of more. He stood in the wind, his scarlet cloak rolled up by the wind, like the raging waves on the sea of blood. His pale blue eyes were seven points colder than ice.

Knight Moore pulled the kneeling housekeeper onto the horse.

"Go away!"

The king ordered.

He turned his horse's head and stood side by side with his vowing knights. He did not look at the people who were about to run away.

"For the glory of the rose!"

Knight Moore yelled a motto and led the others out.

The king and his vowing Knights built a wall on the grassy ridge. At his command, his subjects abandoned their carriages, bypassed the other side of the grassy slope and headed for another distant town. Along the tributary of the doma, they will go as far as SelN, from where they can go back to the palace by another way.The shadow of the torch has become sporadic.

The more Knights galloped, and when they looked back, they only saw the king under the armor. He stood cold and haughty, motionless, while the heavy cavalry, who were far away from him, scattered into a line, and they stood still. The grassland and wetland became the stage and battlefield.

The negotiators skimmed the edge of the stage.

The housekeeper still had some hope of dispersing the enemy for the king. But the terrible heavy cavalry didn't even give them the rest.

King, pledge cavalry, Grundy heavy cavalry.

They are the protagonists on this stage, and the rest of us don't matter.

The housekeeper faintly saw that the wind rolled the king's scarlet robe, and his young monarch came from hell.

The figure of William III overlaps with the king.

The housekeeper finally realized one thing:

what he was loyal to was no longer the extravagant child, but the son of the military genius, the descendant of the crazy blood of the rose, and the monarch who was galloping in the land of Legrand for generations.

His Majesty was born king.

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The lion that hunts the elk doesn't care about a bunch of scattered rabbits.

The heavy cavalry of the gurendys, as the king had expected, did not kill those who fled. The attention of the heavy cavalry remained on the most noble prey in front of their eyes.

The heavy cavalry had already bypassed the wetland. They raised their long guns high and began to roar like wild animals.

The wild nature of the sea barbarians is boiling under the armor.

They are a group of beasts, a group of ferocious beasts in steel. They enjoy killing, enjoying the desperation of their prey before they die, and they like to use the bloodiest means to kill their enemies.

The black cavalry line began to move forward, and when their roaring momentum converged to the top, they would charge.

Often, before that, their enemies had been scared to death.

But there are exceptions tonight.

As if there was a cold iron face over the king's face, he stood in the cold wind.

His head is getting more and more painful. He must be scraping with knives, which are quenched. Everyone wants him to die, everyone wants him to go to hell. Those who bite their teeth, struggling to survive the past whistling. Who wants him to die Who he wants to die!

"Come on."

The knight heard his voice, which was ferocious and furious.

"Don't you want to kill me?"

"Then come on!"

The heavy rain came down all over the world, as if to play enough soul stirring music for the first battle tonight.

In the deep thunder and rain, the heavy cavalry of gulendy merged into a straight line, their armor with ferocious spines. The heavy rain washed on their black armor and splashed, and the edge of the armor was covered with a layer of white light.

Tonight -

the sage sleeps in the grave,

death is in the crown of the monarch,

the rose on the armor is always bloody!

The spears of the heavy cavalry of the gurendys were shining with silver.

The charge began.

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The horse's hooves were wrapped in heavy black iron and trampled heavily over the muddy grass.

The horsemen of gurendy swept across the battle field and rushed up the slightly higher grass slope. Their eyes behind the helmets were grim, and the ferocious spines on their armor were clearly visible. The spines are not only a decoration to deter the enemy, but also a part of bloodthirsty weapons.

With the king's command, his knights pushed down all the empty carriages on the slope.

The carriage rolled in the rain and mud, hitting the enemies who yearned to rush up.

The Knights of gurendy uttered a cry of derision.

The terrible weapon in their hands, the iron spear, was waved and smashed into the empty carriages that were facing them in a performance.

The empty carriages had rolled into the ranks of the heavy cavalry, and one by one they had been smashed to pieces - the solid carriages, like paper pastes, before the cavalry of the gurendys. The empty carriage was smashed, and then it was knocked out by the colondian chariot in heavy armor and fell apart in the mud.

The heavy hooves trampled over the wood and metal.

The king raised his sword high and waved down:

"for the glory of the rose!"

"For the glory of the rose!"

The Knights roared.

The rain washed heavily on both sides.

With the help of the carriage, the king and his knights rushed out.

The king's carriage, made of oak and plated with metal, survived the impact of the horses and fell to the ground. It was the cavalry chief who blocked the charge.

The eyes of the head of the heavy cavalry of the gurendys always fell on the king in his scarlet cloak.When the king came with his horse, the leader pulled the reins and jumped directly from the rubber Trojan horse. In mid air, he leaned out, spear with a chilling wind toward the king.