In the early morning, the cold wind blew, and the withered grass on the gently rolling hills rippled with weak waves.
Flags with national emblems of various countries were flapping in the wind, and eagles soared in the sky, indifferently overlooking the primates killing each other below.
Judge Mozgus looked up at the increasingly smaller eagle in the sky and remained silent for a long time.
"Master, are you okay?" A gentle and nervous voice came from beside him. Mozgus looked back and found that it was the apprentice whom he regarded as his own and carefully taught him. This apprentice was born with a strange disease. Once he is infected,
His skin would rot and ooze when exposed to sunlight. The villagers regarded him as a monster and drove him out as a young child. When he was dying, Mozgus found him in a dead tree hole and tenderly wrapped him in his cassock.
Take this dirty child with sores all over his body and teach him how to speak and read.
Not only this child, but also monsters with tall bodies and tall heads who always look like newborn babies, cleft-lip people, dwarfs... Mozgus takes these children abandoned by the world with him, and these children will also be Mozgos.
Zigus regarded him as his most respected father, and wholeheartedly loved this inquisitor who was indifferent to the pagans.
In front of him, the apprentice who was suffering from a strange illness was wrapped in an airtight windbreaker and a crow's beak-shaped mask, leaving no trace of skin exposed. He glanced nervously into the distance, and then asked quietly: "Master, wait a moment for us.
I will escort you out of here."
Even if they risk their own lives, these children abandoned by the world must protect Mozgus's safety.
Mozgus smiled, his strange square face showing gentleness: "Don't be stupid, my child, this is God's test for us. Don't think about escaping, but face it bravely.
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"Yes, Master." After hearing Mozgus's words, Crow's nervousness eased slightly, but he still couldn't calm down for a long time as he looked into the distance.
They are located next to the mobile holy palace of the Pope [His Holiness] in the Holiness Hall. Spreading outward from here as the center, they are the joint army of the Holiness Hall Religious Circle countries composed of elite troops sent by the countries in the Holiness Hall Religious Circle.
The Kingdom of Mitlan, the Empire of Yoda, the Kingdom of Bardain, the Republic of Randir, the Principality of Baridanis, the Alliance of Barinian Countries...the armies of each country plus a large number of mercenary groups were combined together, with Mitlan and
Yoda led a coalition army of 120,000 people.
The size of the army was so large that it could destroy any country. This gave them great confidence. The kings of various countries personally accompanied the army to supervise the battle. On the one hand, it was to improve the morale of their own troops, and on the other hand, it was to earn impression points in front of the King of France.
After all, having the assassin touch the central area of the Holy Capital of the King's Hall and place Emperor Kusha's autographed letter of war in the King's Palace was a serious provocation to all the countries in the King's Hall religious circle. Even Yoda and Mitlan could put it aside temporarily.
The stereotyped handshake alliance and other religious circle countries, naturally led by these two superpowers, formed a joint army under the order of the King of France and came to the decisive battle site to show off the outcome with Kusha. Whoever can win favor in front of the King of France can use this to gain from
More resource support from His Holiness the King’s Chamber.
But at this moment, both the king's generals and the soldiers of the French King's Hall Alliance Army looked frightened and stunned.
The endless plain in the distance was covered with darkness and countless Kusha troops. Behind them, there were also Kusha troops outflanking them. A rough calculation showed that the Kusha army that could be seen in front of them was 300,000 strong!
Look at the equipment of those Kusha soldiers!
Both horses and knights are covered in airtight and fine armor, and are armed with spears and spears that are more than two meters long.
The monster soldiers with ferocious faces are huge in size, holding strange horn-shaped weapons, and are filled with murderous intent.
The huge war elephant wears thick rattan armor to protect its vitals, and carries a tall wooden tower on its back, with more than a dozen crossbowmen hidden inside.
In the center of the army, you can even faintly see a luxurious mobile palace about fifty meters high and equipped with six huge wheels, pulled by eight giant elephants wearing luxurious armor. This is the palace where the Terror Emperor is located.
The allied forces of the French King's Hall have been surrounded and cannot even retreat.
"Damn it, when did it happen..." The king of the Kingdom of Mitland, who was wearing a crown, looked shocked. He had only been stationed in the wilderness for one night, so why did so many Kusha troops suddenly appear in the early morning?
The Eagle Regiment, as the honorary external legion of the Kingdom of Mitland, is also in the coalition this time. Gus lifted the cold steel hood and looked at Griffith next to him: "Griffith, it's the man who filled the air before.
[Fog] in the wilderness?”
"I'm afraid that's right." Griffith is still wearing white armor and an eagle's beak helmet. In the past two years, he has been leading the Eagle Group to fight for the Kingdom of Mitland, and has increasingly gained the respect of the King of the Kingdom of Mitland. Eagle
The regiment was arranged by the king as a guard regiment for this trip, which is enough to show the king's trust in Griffith.
When the coalition forces arrived in the wilderness a day ago, there was a thick fog here, which gradually dissipated until early this morning. Unexpectedly, the Kusha troops had already been ambushing here. Was the fog deliberately released by them? It is against common sense to march so quickly.
, how is it done...
Griffith inexplicably thought of the mysterious wizard named Heather. If he was a wizard, maybe he could really use magic to do this, right?
He put down his eagle-beaked helmet and looked in the direction of the Dharma King from a distance. Once the Dharma King was captured or killed, all the countries in the Dharma King's religious circle would be declared completely disintegrated. Moreover, the way out was blocked, and the Kuxia Empire obviously had no intention of doing so.
Let the Dharma King leave.
No, even the kings of these religious circle countries are the targets of the fear of the emperor.
"...This is going to be a tough battle." Griffith whipped out the knight's sword from his waist.
Gus beside him smiled and held the hilt of the giant sword behind him: "It's time for us to make a name for ourselves! Do I have to call you 'Lord Griffith' after the war?"
Griffith looked at Gus and his smile softened a lot.
After all, there are only a few who are as motivated to fight as the Eagle Regiment. The French King's Hall Union Army has actually fallen into a morale crisis.
Compared to the Allied Forces of the King's Hall, the Kusha Empire enforces orders and prohibitions. The Terror Emperor Kalisika rules his army with "fear". In his eyes, soldiers are nothing more than numbers.
In the huge mobile palace, the Terror Emperor was sitting in a large tent with his hands on his chin, and the Immortal General Dalba stood in front of the tent and laughed:
"Your Majesty, with the help of your mist, our troops have arrived at their respective positions and are ready for your orders at any time."
The Terror Emperor was stroking his forehead, looking a little dazed. He came to his senses after hearing Dalba's words, and gave his decree in a cold voice: