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Chapter 521 Windsor, Sosk, snatch

A few days later, in the middle of the night, a camouflaged carriage quietly drove under Windsor Castle.

After a while, the originally closed city gate opened silently, revealing a small gap. Then, the carriage slowly drove into the door and disappeared.

A few hours later, the sun rose and the gates of Windsor Castle opened again. Then, a convoy loaded with supplies and ordnance, escorted by a large number of sergeants, drove out of the city and headed north along the county road to Ogg.

The county drove slowly towards the convoy. In the convoy, a modified carriage also followed, and a group of soldiers were closely guarded at the four corners at all times.

"Let's set off now. We will arrive in York City, where the Lord is, in about a week. At present, the demons in the northern part of this county have been eliminated, and there should be no problems along the way."

At the same moment, on Windsor Castle, the chief butler of the Salk family stood by and reported softly to Mathil, who was watching the motorcade slowly go away.

"Yes." Mathil nodded, frowning slightly, and the rays of the morning sun cast a beautiful halo on her slightly round cheeks: "Have you counted the things delivered last night? Are they sufficient?

"

"Yes, we have carefully counted them all." The old steward glanced at the book in his hand and lowered his voice: "There are a total of thirty 'armor-piercing bursting arrows' and fifty 'armor-piercing burning arrows'. Rheinburg behaved very well.

It’s quite refreshing, but the price is very high.”

"Oh, at this time, being able to get such a sharp weapon is victory. As for the price, my father seized a lot of money in Ogg County, so it is nothing." Mathil chuckled nonchalantly: "Wait until this batch of armaments is delivered.

Once we reach my father's place, we can support the consumption of a medium-sized battle. In this way, our Kent County coalition forces can gain more say in front of those arrogant guys in the royal capital."

"Indeed." After hearing what Salk Pearl said, the loyal old steward couldn't help but nodded: "Now the coalition forces of Lord Sir Alex and Baron Ensberg are competing for chips with the royal army in Ogg County, while Viscount Merrillan is

Welcoming 'uninvited guests' into the city is really despised by the nobles of this county."

"He is an old fool. He thought that by relying on Standwell, he could make a comeback in the county and restore his reputation. But he never thought that in just half a month, at least half of the lords, knights and vassals who were originally attached to his family

He has surrendered to us either openly or covertly. Humph, how can you ever take advantage of being a dog for the royal family?" As she spoke, Mathil couldn't help but sneer again, her tone full of contempt.

"Yes, no matter how you say it, Windsor Castle is in great shape now. As long as Sir Alex wins another big victory in the north, then the matter of 'Uncle Jin' will be a certainty. No one can stop it."

He nodded in agreement, then glanced at Mathil, and said: "But there has been news recently. Merilenburg's guests promised that Rheinburg would be responsible for Sosk's incident, and threatened that if Olympia

If Sri Lanka does not cooperate as required, it will intervene with force."

"Interference? Haha, it's just a newly promoted church that has taken a fancy to Rheinburg and wants to take it for itself." Upon hearing this, Mathil's expression quickly turned cold, and the smile that remained was also cold:

"At the beginning, that guy was trying to gain Rheinburg's 'friendship' with polite words. But once he learned that Morty was missing, he quickly changed his face. It's really hard to see the ugliness."

"I heard that this matter also has the support of His Royal Highness Prince Haibo..."

"Haha. Of course I support it. Using other people's castles to win over your own church, no one will object." Salk Pearl said to the point.

"However, in the face of the threat from a Holy Church, Rheinburg... and more than half a year later, Lord Moriarty is still..." The crux of all the problems lies in the disappearance of the master of Rheinburg. But the old steward looked at Mattie

Er, I can't say anything more.

"Don't worry, I believe Morty will be back soon. By then, all these clowns will pay the price for their stupidity today." Mathil shook his head, his eyes firm and powerful.

"Miss, the morning breeze is a bit too cold, please go back."

At this time, the maid who had been serving at the side came forward to warn in a low voice, and at the same time gently put a velvet robe on Mathilde's body.

"Well, let's go."

Looking at the transport team that was already drifting away, Mathil slowly turned around and returned to the inner castle.

At this time, a gust of breeze blew by, lifting the corners of Salk Pearl's robe, revealing the round and bulging waist inside the robe...

Almost at the same moment, in Sosk between Windsor and the Rhine, a group of fully armed cavalry was ready to go. Behind these cavalry, there was an infantry team of nearly three hundred people.

However, compared to the brightly armored and murderous cavalry, the infantry clearly looked mixed. Many of them were even wearing ragged single clothes and holding pitchforks or wooden sticks in their hands. You could tell at a glance that they were just recruited.

They were civilians soon. But the faces of all the soldiers were firm and full of fanaticism, as if they were about to perform some innate mission, even if they paid their lives for it.

The commander of this large number of soldiers is none other than "Punishing Paladin" White, who is wearing a Carrera compound infantry armor and holding a Kosykin one-handed spiked shield.

Similar to half a year ago, White in front of the battle still maintained a hard and cold face. Under his gaze, although the team of 500 people looked chaotic, they miraculously remained silent. And every soldier looked at the commander.

Their eyes were full of awe, because many of them had seen with their own eyes how White single-handedly slaughtered a group of wandering demon warriors, including two mid-level horned demons.

Therefore, even if direct knights and distinguished priests of the Church of Light subsequently settled in Sosk, White still maintained considerable prestige among ordinary soldiers.

But perhaps no one noticed that White had never smiled during these six months.

"Are you all ready, Paladin Tower and Paladin White?"

After waiting for a while, a mid-level light priest wearing gold-white clothing walked out of the town and came to the cavalry and a large number of infantry.

Immediately, both the cavalry and White, who were sitting high on horseback, made the sign of the cross and saluted the visitor. Many of the infantry even knelt down and worshiped the Reverend Guangming.

"Everything is ready, Lord Milan. Our 'Holy Sword Cavalry Company' will come out in full force in this battle. We will definitely be able to defeat the Windsor Castle's transport guards as soon as possible and seize the supplies they transport to the north."

The commander of the cavalry is a tall brown-haired man, wearing a silver-embedded radiant cross armor and holding a standard dragon gun. He has reached the seventh level of the Intermediate Bright Knight. Behind him, there are two younger knights.

, there are also intermediate level five, all with eager eyes and great fighting spirit.

"very good."

Looking at the ready cavalry company, Pastor Milan nodded with satisfaction.

Although Sosk is not big, it is an important node and transit center in Kent County. That is why the church leaders sent this elite and capable cavalry to garrison here to use the town of Sosk as a nail to secure it.

firmly embedded in the chaos that is Kent.

"Mr. Milan, the infantry regiment is also ready." At this time, White on the side took a step forward and said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Looking at the crowded infantry team, Pastor Milan nodded slightly, but then looked at White: "Paladin White, do you still not support this action?"

"Yes, sir." White said directly without any hesitation: "For the reason I have already mentioned before, robbing Windsor Castle of the military supplies sent to Ogg County in the north will not help the church's local foothold and development. On the contrary, it will completely anger the church.

The local nobles in Kent County even attracted the coalition forces of Salk and Ensberg to fight back. And externally, undermining the overall situation of mankind's war against demons will also damage our reputation."

Speaking of this, White paused for a moment before finally saying: "So, I don't think this operation is strategically beneficial. But I am a paladin of the church. If you have made a decision, I will definitely implement it strictly."

Go down."

"Haha, White, you are really an honest person, but you are not a devout believer." Looking at White with a serious expression, the mid-level priest suddenly smiled, but then shook his head.

As soon as these words came out, not only White's face suddenly turned ugly, but even the tall tower on the side who was originally looking arrogant couldn't help but change his expression.

Being deemed not pious enough by a mid-level priest?

This can be said to be a sin within the Church of Light, and can even be used to severely punish "believers with insufficient piety". Now what does Pastor Milan mean when he makes such a comment? Is he trying to arrest White in public?

To be honest, the seventh-level Bright Knight Tower, who was born in the church headquarters, originally looked down on the believers in the newly established parishes, thinking that they were just cannon fodder and that they were all vulnerable to a real attack on the battlefield. However, when he came

Sosk stayed for a while, but he had to admit that the mid-level warrior in front of him, who was originally a local noble general and later surrendered to the church, was a real soldier, and his personal combat prowess and military qualities were not inferior to his own. Therefore.

Even though there was basically no communication on weekdays, the tower still recognized White's identity as one of Sosk's military chiefs alongside himself.

But now it seems that Pastor Milan means to torture White's piety. If one person fails to respond, he may really be punished. This will undoubtedly be a serious drain on Sosk's military strength.

Just as the tower was considering whether to persuade him, the mid-level priest slowly said: "Actually, if we follow the example of the Holy Spirit, everyone here is still far from the word 'piety', so we must always be self-righteous.

Be afraid of self-reflection and self-discipline. Only in this way can we continue to move closer to our great God."

"yes."

When they heard this, both White and Gaota's expressions changed, and they all bowed in agreement.

"Okay, let's go and fight for the glory of our god. Regardless of whether it's demons or nobles, we have to drive them all out. Only in this way can we rebuild a flawless kingdom of light on this filthy land. For this, no matter how big it is, no matter how big it is,

The sacrifice is worth it.”

"yes!"

Following an order, a large number of soldiers poured out, led by the rolling religious cavalry, and quickly headed north. (To be continued. (.))

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