Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 36: Exter’s welcome ceremony

This is three days after they arrived at Broken Dragon Fortress.

"The messenger sent to the Lombard camp has returned."

Standing on the wall of the fortress, Commander Sonia Sutherley looked at the front of the fortress gravely:

"Chaman replied that he was waiting for the presence of His Royal Highness."

"I'm afraid you are going north today."

Tyles was lying in front of the observation port on the city wall, looking towards the wide snow-colored plain to the north.

In the field of vision, a wide array of military camps were faintly visible, with iron fist flags representing the Lombard family of the black sand leader erected, and many military camps were hidden in the out of sight, with smoke rising from far.

"Come and wait for me with tens of thousands of people?" Thales sighed: "I used to be so popular."

Fortress Flower turned her head and said to Thales: "Charman Rumba is the Grand Duke of Exter, bordering the stars. After the assassination of the Exeter mission, he quickly mobilized the vassals of the Black Sands. In a few days, more than 10,000 troops gathered and approached the border."

"They have been stationed there for two weeks. At first they were just waiting and deterring, but in the last three days, Lombard has sent small troops to clear the surrounding main roads, even looted two villages, and fought our patrol several times. ...We have to narrow the range of the sentry and retreat to the periphery of the fortress."

Tyers felt the biting chill, rubbing his hands and exhaling a sigh of heating into the palm of his hand: "I have come to the fortress, and the bright star's nine-pointed star flag has also been raised... Why doesn't he withdraw his soldiers? An excuse to invade the stars."

Putillah behind Thales raised his eyebrows: "From the perspective of Charman Rumba’s special life, he is a standard gambler. One of the characteristics of a gambler is that even if he loses until the end of his departure, For a moment, I don’t want to look back."

"So my arrival has no effect on this gambler?" Thales grinned: "Even if it is a losing situation, he still wants to bet?"

"Not necessarily so," Putila replied earnestly:

"What we were most worried about was that the other two princes who were also bordering the stars--Tludida who rebuilt the tower and Olesiu who was from Wellland both sent troops. The three princes and even more Aix The special vassals pooled their forces to oppress the old tower, watchtower, and cold fortresses that were mutually aided by the fortress. When they were unable to rush to help, they attacked the isolated Broken Dragon Fortress at all costs—the soldiers of Exeter. Physical strength and quality are more adaptable to the cold winter than our reinforcements going north."

"If they take this place, they just need to wait for the coldest extreme cold to pass," Sonia took Putila's words: "Wait until next spring, when they will use the fortress as their base to go south— —Just like eleven or two years ago."

Putila nodded:

"But with your mission to the north, neither of the two grand princes have appeared... This shows that our mission has been completed a little and a half: in the coming extreme cold, the grand prince of Rumba cannot rely on his own ten thousand Many people take down the fortress before the supplies run out."

"He has already lost."

Putilai is indifferent.

"So, the other half of our mission-to completely eliminate the military disasters between the two countries, I am afraid I will have to walk to King Nunn to complete it, right?" Thales shrugged helplessly:

"First I have to go through the barracks of the Grand Duke of Lombard-and there are more than 10,000 strong, energetic northern men waiting for me."

Putila shook his head: "Rumba dare not endanger your safety... Attacking the fortress and engulfing the north, and murdering the heirs against the star kingdom are two different concepts."

"Rumba may not dare, but his opponents may be happy to see such a thing...We still have to be careful," Sonia gave a hearty smile: "Araka will take his anger guard and **** you to The entrance to the barracks in Lombard."

"Araka?" Thales thought of the aggressive and dangerous man, and the disdainful eyes he looked at him, and shook his head: "Are you sure he would like to do this?"

"I don't deny that I hate him," Sonia snorted coldly, "But he is indeed the guy who fought the most Exeters on the battlefield."

"Moreover, this is what he insisted on-originally I planned to let Miranda..."

Thyls couldn't help being taken aback.

Hold on to **** me?

He began to think about the man again...Araka Mu.

It's really a familiar name.

I must have heard it somewhere.

At this moment, a black-haired female swordsman walked slowly up the city wall, and gave Sonia a polite expression blankly: "The mission team is ready, please do the final Confirmation."

Although the female swordsman spoke of her Royal Highness, she never looked in Thales' direction from beginning to end, nor did she salute him.

"Yeah." Sonia nodded and turned to look at Thales and Putila.

Putila on one side sighed: "I'll go with you...Miss Arund."

Thyls was startled again.

Arund...

Swordswoman—Miranda Allende nodded bluntly, and walked down the wall with Putila.

Still didn't look at Thales.

"Don't mind," Sonia smiled faintly: "Miranda is the only daughter of the Duke of Allende. Her father was imprisoned in the royal capital. The family was ashamed of this, and it is normal to be hostile to you. "

"Oh," Thales nodded awkwardly: "I seem to have heard Wiya say that there is a particularly famous female Ender Swordsman in the fortress, and I heard that it is still some kind of the Tower of End... "

"It's the'seed'," Sonia looked at Miranda's back and sighed: "The Tower of End contains a large number of various fighting skills and the inheritance of end power before the end of the war-where swordsmanship is At most, its inheritors are constantly developing new swordsmanship, skills and even the power of ending, cultivating generations of masters of the ending power for the human world-and only a few of the best students can get The title of'seed', such as Miranda."

Thyls looked at Sonya and frowned slightly.

The power of ending.

The extraordinary power of human self-awakening.

Another news worthy of attention.

Does it have anything to do with my volatility?

Sonia didn’t know what Thales was thinking, she continued helplessly: "But even so, Miranda’s recent situation is still very difficult."

"After Duke Arund went to prison, the northern territory was taken care of by her father’s most trusted vassals, waiting for her to return after the crisis ended... But several of Arund’s cousins ​​and nephews, They all looked at the inheritance rights of the Duke of the North."

"Fortunately, although Val Allende is in jail, he is still the Duke of the North-His Majesty did not call it treason, nor deprived of his title and territory, but merely accused him of murder Foreign politicians, it's a bit of comfort."

Sonia sighed deeply: "It's just that I didn't expect him to do such a thing. You know, Val has been our backup for more than ten years in Broken Dragon Fortress."

"He is a coward!"

At this moment, a deep but disturbing voice came from afar.

"Compared with his brave brothers, Val Allende is a complete coward. He has lost the face of his blood brothers... They are desperately guarding His Royal Highness Horace, and they will not retreat." Seeing Araka Mu’s figure walking slowly up from under the city wall, his face was full of impatience:

"In contrast, twelve years ago, the Duke of Val was so scared by the **** of Exter...he actually believed in Rumba."

"Let me say that the only good thing he did was to kill the prince of Exter."

"At least this time, you only said that after Miranda left," Sonia sighed, covering her forehead: "Should I thank you for your kindness and take care of her mood?"

"Her mood?" Araka snorted coldly: "Am I like someone who would consider these?"

Thyls rolled his eyes in his heart: Why does this guy always look like someone owes him money?

Sonia snorted slightly: "What's the matter with you?"

Araka gave her a disdainful look.

"I'll find this kid," Araka looked at Thales fiercely, making the latter a little nervous: "The three hundred people of the Fury Guard are ready... if you really want to go to Aix Send me a special death, at least don't let me wait too long."

"It seems that you are not satisfied with my northward trip, Baron Mu," Thales couldn't help asking, "Then why send me to the barracks in Lombard?"

Sonia let out a breath.

Alaka looked at Thales steadily, making him a little nervous.

"Because I owe Canxing a favor," after a long while, he slowly said: "And you nasty little devil, your surname is Canxing."

After speaking, Araka turned and left without turning his head.

"We are leaving in the afternoon."

"Don't dare."

Tels and Sonia watched the figure of Araka go away.

"Don't get me wrong," Sonia told Thales sarcastically, "That's his unique way of saying'hello'-you know, Araka is more shy."

Shy?

Thyls couldn't help but stick out his tongue.

"Is it the reason for the discordance of ideas?" Thales asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Sonia gave a puzzled expression.

"The dispute and disharmony between you and Baron Mu does not seem to be a specific enmity." Thales thought and said silently.

"Also, what you said about him and my uncle, that is, Prince Horace..." Thales hesitated, but still said, "Even though he looks quite annoying, But Araka is not like someone who can stabb a knife from behind."

Sonia was silent for a second.

"That is indeed an angry word." Sonia said with a wry smile: "It was Araka who took the remaining troops, bathed in blood all the way out of Exeter's siege and snatched the remains of Prince Horace. "

"Before the "Fortress Peace Treaty", the Starlight Legion went north to join the remaining remnants of the kingdom, and fought with Exter in the northern, cliff, and central regions, regardless of casualties. We suffered heavy losses. , The other party also suffered a lot of casualties. And I saw it with my own eyes: Alaka, almost crazy, his impact and lethality on the battlefield, even Exeter's most proud of the epee infantry... I think this is why Exeterken sat down to negotiate in the end."

Thyls was taken aback.

The man with an impatient face is actually...

"As for the concept, yes," Sonia sighed: "John, your father's uncle, the principle of combat under the Star Legion is to be prudent and cautious, try to protect yourself, move in flexibly, and wait for opportunities to attack."

"But Prince Horace’s army is known for its ruthless commanders and ruthless military rules. Araka is accustomed to fighting hard and **** battles under his command. Because the casualties are too high, there will always be a large number of Arak’s troops. Recruits, and he only left those tough guys who survived blood and death..."

Sonia shook her head: "I don't understand why your Majesty put the two of us together-we can't even reach the same distance on the battlefield."

"Maybe this is the king's purpose." Thales said suddenly.

In Sonya’s puzzled eyes, Thales raised his head: "When defending the fortress for a long time, you need a stable and cautious leader, but when Exeter’s troops are under pressure, you need to be able to fight a tough battle. People."

Sonia raised her head and glanced at him.

"Maybe so." Sonia chuckled: "They are right. You are not like an ordinary child. Your Majesty chose you to go north for no reason."

"Ahem..."

Thyls scratched his head awkwardly, trying to change the topic: "By the way, with such a brilliant record, why is Araka not very famous?"

Sonia was completely taken aback.

"Not very famous?" Sonya stared at him with a "how is it possible" expression.

Tyles narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

"No," Sonia reacted, smiling and shook her head: "You must know him-even if you don't know his real name."

Under Thales’ ignorant eyes, Sonia raised her head to look at the Exeter Barracks in the distance, her eyes shining brightly:

"From the beggar to the king, every star knows him."

"At least know his nickname."

Tyles' eyes widened in surprise.

Everyone knows...

At that moment, he knew who Araka Mu was.

——————

Under Ramon's "diagnosis and treatment", Jora's injury has stabilized, but he obviously cannot follow to the north.

"Yes, we need to supplement the entourage."

Putillae walked beside Thales who had been packed up, followed by Wiya wrapped in a bandage, Rolf with his arm splinted, and Edda who was still decadent because of the cold:

"At least there are some benefits... what we add from the fortress are all battlefield veterans, not the manor private soldiers who are trained mainly in single-player combat and protection of the Star Family——"

Thyls looked at the thirty veterans standing awe-inspiring and firm-eyed. They were equipped with weapons ranging from swords and shields, crossbows, spears to axes.

The former guard of the Duke of the Star Legion, Jenard stood firmly at the forefront, making Thales a little startled.

Putila continued:

"Thanks to your trial under the gallows, many veterans are willing to join our mission...even though many people think that our journey is dangerous."

They passed the last row of soldiers, and a dark-haired young man with two guns waved to him happily.

Thyls frowned: "Veteran?"

"He insisted on coming," Putila looked at Willow Ken with a sunny face, spreading his hands: "But there are only 29 veterans among the volunteers, and the others are recruits—I want to join If there are thirty, at least this recruit who is kind to you is more reliable."

Thyls smiled at Willow: "At least they gave him a pair of new weapons."

Putilei shrugged: There are many broken spears in the storeroom, so it is not difficult to cut a pair of short spears.

"But that suspicious doctor...are you really going to take him?" Putila turned his head to look at Ramon, shook his head with his mouth pursed, "I thought you had learned the lesson from the Duke of Iris... …"

Ramon shrank in the team, and inadvertently raised his head to see Thales's eyes. He was slightly startled and quickly lowered his head.

"Don't worry, I asked him about his origins and had an agreement with him," Thales looked at Ramon with complicated eyes: "And he did save Jora."

Blame the doctor.

The power in his hand.

If you guessed correctly, it is...

I need to learn more.

"If you have no doubts, Your Highness," Sonia came from a distance, followed by a cold-faced Miranda: "At the agreed time, it's time to leave."

"Araka has selected three hundred sword and shield soldiers for the Fury Guard." Fortress Flower squatted down and patted Thales on the shoulder, but this time her hand was slightly heavier:" Sorry, the number cannot be more. There are only three thousand people in the fortress, but Araka chooses all the old men under his command."

She turned to the obviously impatient light-armored man with a bow and arrow in the distance. "They will **** you all the way to the border."

Tyles exhaled a breath of mist and stepped on the snow that belongs to the stars.

He raised his head and said silently: "Of course."

Sonia nodded at him.

The second prince of the stars smiled relaxedly at everyone:

"Let's go."

"Follow me and see the kingdom of dragons!"

So, the cross double star flag representing the kingdom of stars was erected at the same time as the nine-pointed star flag symbolizing the star family.

Huaiya stepped onto the Northland horse with broad hooves, unique to the north, and saddled Thales.

"I will take the reins to the death, my lord," Huaiya said solemnly, "Please don't worry about your safety."

Tyles nodded naturally: "Then leave it to you, sergeant."-He is used to the "excessive force" of Wiya's attitude.

Putilai and the few remaining private soldiers of the Stars who have been equestrian-trained rode on the remaining horses.

While Rolf is obviously not suitable for riding a horse, Edda shook his head violently when he saw the horse for some reason.

Araka rode up to Thales, and the sword and shield soldiers behind him followed with awe.

"Don't be scared, kid," Araka said coldly, "I heard the man on duty above say that Exter prepared a welcome ceremony for us."

Huh?

Thyls was startled.

Before he could react, he heard Araka shout at the noose of the gate above his head:

"Open the gate!"

With the sound of metal friction on the hinges, the North Gate of Broken Dragon Fortress rose slowly.

Tyles took a deep breath, followed the star mission of less than forty people, and an **** of more than 300 people, slowly stepping out of the Broken Dragon Fortress and heading north.

They first passed the five fortresses north of Broken Dragon Fortress, and the soldiers on them were all standing by with their bows.

But Thales soon understood what Araka meant by "welcome ceremony".

A lot of people suddenly appeared on the white snow.

Or rather, Exter’s army.

The infantrymen of the six brigades, lined up in a "eight" shape, are distributed on both sides of the road in front of them.

The number of infantry in each brigade is about the same as theirs--that is, more than two thousand Exeter's infantry are waiting for them to go north.

The people of the mission became nervous unconsciously, and Wiya clenched the reins.

"This is our welcome ceremony?" Thales looked at the Exeter Army formation not far ahead with a bleak expression: "They really crossed the border..."

He turned his head and glanced at the fortress. Sonia's figure was faintly visible.

"Be prepared for combat," Araka, who was walking in the front, turned his head and said solemnly to his soldiers: "Don't relax."

"Perhaps to demonstrate," Putila frowned, "but there is no need to line up in front of the fortress... Waiting for us to enter Exeter's barracks is the same effect."

"I have a bad feeling." Thales looked pale and authentic.

"So are you going back? Little prince?" Araka said sarcastically: "It's too late to look back now."

"What are you kidding?" Thales closed his eyes and exhaled, then opened his eyes: "Go on."

"Don't worry," Putila said solemnly, "Rumba will not be so stupid as to kill the princes and heirs of the envoys of the stars in full view of the border between the two countries."

"As long as we don't do anything provocative, give the other party an excuse."

They marched slowly until they entered the "eight" shape.

"They didn't say anything like this..." In the team, Ramon nervously touched a black-haired soldier next to him: "There should be nothing wrong with the mission, right?"

"Huh?" Willow Ken was stunned for a moment, then reacted, smiling and patted Ramon on the shoulder: "Relax! I have met them... The soldiers in Exeter are all very good."

"Very good?" Ramon was startled, but Willow's next words made him look earthy.

"If they want to kill you, their swords are very sharp-they won't be slow, you won't suffer."

At this moment, the infantry in six brigades moved slowly.

The members of the mission suddenly became nervous!

Fortunately, Exeter's soldiers did not approach them.

On the left and right sides of the mission, the first two Exeter Battalions moved forward slowly, almost passing by, and Thales could even see the beards and yellow teeth of the soldiers in the North.

Their looks are rough and fierce, and tall soldiers are often equipped with large axes or huge maces.

The Exeters also turned their heads and looked back at the envoy of the stars with a bad look.

"Puff...Puff...Puff..."

The sound of heavy footsteps on the snow came in disorderly, but the sound of more than two thousand people in all directions made these dense footsteps quite shocking in my ears.

Thyls's expression shrank.

For the first time facing such an army of thousands of people, he felt a little flustered.

But it's not just him.

Even the sword and shield soldiers of the Fury Guard can't help but get nervous.

"Puff...Puff...Puff..."

"Stay steady." Araka said solemnly.

Thyls, who was worried, wanted to calm down, so he turned his head and saw the soldiers in the north.

From armor, weapons, movement to marching, Exeter’s infantry brigade is obviously not as orderly and uniform as the phalanx of stars. Some have axe in hand and wear chain armor, and some have one-handed sword Wearing breastplates, one with a shield and a spear, and even sword and shield soldiers similar to the Star Sword and Shield Soldier, but Thales clearly felt that these infantry were different from the Star Infantry.

They all have one thing in common: bad eyes, fierce expressions, compelling aura, and expressions full of contempt and disdain.

These infantrymen are holding the banner of iron fist, but from time to time and like in demonstrations, they rub, knock, and shake their blades, murderous, like beasts that will go crazy at any time.

"Puff...Puff...Puff..."

Not quite right.

Thyls told himself secretly.

If it is a demonstration...

"They are all light infantry. Exeter's famous two-handed epee infantry and heavy armored sword and axeman, and even the northern heavy cavalry are not there, not even the light cavalry." Putila thought slowly. :

"If it's the troops behind, it would be too easy to kill us... if the light infantry is just a demonstration."

"Then why didn't they bring other powerful units to demonstrate?" Thales frowned and asked aloud: "A group of heavy infantry, stepping on us in an alarming manner... This effect is even more effective. Okay?"

Putila also frowned.

It's really weird...

"Puff...Puff...Puff..."

"Don't relax!" Araka Mu's voice sounded.

"Even if it is more than two thousand light infantry soldiers, it will be enough to chop us into pieces in half an hour." Araka tightened the silver and black metal bow behind him, turning his head to them coldly:

"On the battlefield of thousands of horses, there is no support and cover, and the extreme masters can't last for half an hour."

But just in the next moment, the situation changed completely.

The six brigades of the Exeters moved slowly, and the first two brigades, after passing them, suddenly turned towards each other under the command of the officers.

"Puff...Puff...Puff..."

The chaotic footsteps of two thousand people kept coming!

Exter’s light infantry, surrounding them, slowly changed from "eight" to "mouth".

"They are surrounding us!" Huaiya shouted angrily, "What does this mean?"

Putilla looked at the Exeter before him in shock.

Thyls looked into the distance in disbelief, trying to see the front clearly.

It's impossible.

"Stop!" Araka roared, and stopped the entire mission and **** team: "Stay in line!"

Despite tension and anxiety, the more than three hundred soldiers of the stars—especially the veterans—still stopped and turned in an orderly manner, forming a wall of swords and shields, forming a circle around the prince.

"It is impossible to rush out now," Araka looked at the surrounding Exeters angrily: "These bastards..."

The people of Xingchen stared at the murderous Exeter infantry around them in surprise and tension.

"What should I do now?" Wiya asked through gritted teeth.

"Do they have anyone to communicate with? An officer or a commander?" Thales asked nervously: "For the benefit of Rumba, they dare not kill me..."

But the next moment, several unfamiliar and majestic commands sounded inside Exeter's army.

Araka and Putila's look suddenly changed!

There are many old pawns.

They recognize this Exeter order.

In the next second, the Exeter infantry in six brigades of more than 2,000 men raised their swords and roared together!

"wooh! wooh! wooh!"

The sky-shaking roar made Thales panicked: "What happened to them...?"

The next moment, I saw Exeter's infantry with savage expressions and shook their feet.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The sound of footsteps sounded louder than when they were just marching.

More than two thousand infantrymen, holding their swords, rushed towards Thales’ mission from six directions!

"Kill!"

Exter's light infantry screamed frantically ~IndoMTL.com~ and charged towards them.

Tyles stared at everything in front of him blankly.

Didn’t it mean that Rumba dare not endanger my safety?

[Waiting for the presence of His Royal Highness the Prince]

Then why...

Why would he... kill me?

"Damn it," Putilay's eyes widened in surprise, and he pulled out a half sword from his waist: "They actually..."

A louder roar exploded out of thin air, interrupting Putila's words:

"The enemy forces charge!"

At the center of the team, Arak Mu’s face was pale. He controlled the restless mount, and drew a fierce two-handed sword, and screamed at the **** of the stars-his anger guard:

"Ready to fight!"