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Chapter 335 White Lions Array

Western Territory, Grizzly Bear Territory, Gray Mountain City.

This is an important town in the Western Territory. Because there are many iron mines in the territory, many armors and weapons in the Western Territory are produced here. Compared with other places, the defense here is also particularly strict.

The huge canyons in the mountains are connected by city walls, forming a fortress of more than 200 meters on the ground. Thick black and gray smoke rises from the chimneys on the hillside and floats into the distance. Even if you look at it from a distance, you can smell it.

To the lingering smell of burnt sulfur in the air.

Looking over the connected giant city walls from the high sky, behind are large furnaces built halfway up the mountain. Dark red firelight overflows from the charred masonry windows from time to time, and there is a sound coming from the corridor-shaped factory connected next to it.

There was a heavy metal collision sound, and boiling white steam gushes out from the exhaust pipe from time to time. The two mountains are connected by huge iron cables. The hanging goods and semi-finished products slide along the iron cables to the opposite side, and then are moved onto the ready

Long black train.

The roaring steam whistle sounded in the mountains, and the train's transmission mechanism started to hit the rails rhythmically. Finally, with the carriages behind it, it drove towards the long slope down the mountain. After a brief downhill acceleration,

Gradually reaching a steady forward speed, the contents of these carriages were transported to major cities in the central part of the Western Territory.

When the industry in the southern region was rapidly developing, several other dukes in the empire were not unaware of it, but compared to the comprehensive development in the southern region, they only chose a small part.

Just like this train and railway track, there is only one in the entire Western Territory, and the connecting distance is only more than 50 kilometers. Even so, it has consumed a lot of wealth in the Western Territory.

Moreover, due to the lack of technology and power, this train needs to go downhill to gain momentum when it starts, otherwise it will be difficult to run.

Almost all the steel smelted by the Grizzly Bear Territory is used in the new era of weaponry, such as the manufacture of muskets and armor. After the empire was divided, the nobles devoted most of their energy to military expansion.

A large number of civilians were recruited into the army and received training, fanning their desire for military glory and their desire to become superiors. In this way, not only a large number of active forces among the civilians were recruited, but the power to resist the rule was reduced, and the nobles also

Sufficient troops were obtained.

However, such large-scale armed forces in the west are not without cost.

A large number of prime-age people entered the army and factories, which brought a huge blow to the agriculture of the Western Territory. The Western Territory, which already had insufficient grain production, had to mobilize a large amount of grain from the central plains. It was originally the direct territory of the royal family and was extremely rich. Now it has become

In order to confront the Eastern Empire, new fortresses were built on the border. A large number of legions were stationed here to guard against enemies and rebellion by local residents.

After receiving news of the rebellion within the Western Territory, part of the legion was transferred from the fortress where it was stationed and returned to the Western Territory for support to suppress the rebels.

After delivering the goods, the train began to return much lighter. The steam-spewing locomotive moved forward on the railway tracks in the mountains, and the rhythmic roar of the wheels broke through the tranquility of the mountains.

The carriage shook slightly. Inside the carriage where the goods were originally stacked, rows of soldiers in black military uniforms were now sitting. They were holding cold metal guns and leaning against the inner wall of the carriage. Some had their eyes closed, and some were taking a nap silently.

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Compared with the pampered aristocratic guards in the Western Territory headquarters, these soldiers are the real elites of the Western Territory. In the fierce battle with the Eastern Empire, a large number of lives were lost, but a group of tested soldiers were also trained.

They are no longer as cowed and confused as the new recruits. The strict and cruel battlefield baptism has made the surviving soldiers decisive and cold. They no longer have sympathy and hesitation, and no longer think about the so-called justice and evil, only numb acceptance.

Order, kill, kill, kill some more.

It is undeniable that this is also a kind of power, a kind of power full of darkness and coldness.

In a compartment at the rear.

Different from other carriages, this carriage has a lot of luxurious decoration inside, high-quality solid wood furniture, soft and comfortable red velvet, beautiful hanging oil paintings, alchemical creations for ventilation on the roof, and alchemy boxes that provide freezing and preservation functions.

, white porcelain, slowly fragrant black tea, etc.

These facilities and things strive to provide a comfortable experience for the nobles riding in this carriage, and only dignitaries are often qualified to ride.

But today, this carriage was very empty, and the seats were basically empty. Only a blond young man in military uniform sat in the middle seat.

The white military jacket was draped casually over his shoulders, revealing the black and white shirt and jacket underneath. He put one hand on the table, flipped through the newspaper in his hand, and occasionally looked at the scenery outside the window.

There were no other people in the carriage, and there were no other sounds, only the sound of mechanical transmission of wheels running on the rails.

In this way, until the sun gradually turns past noon and reaches the sky on the other side, part of the sunlight slants into the car.

"Dongdong"

A knock on the door sounded in this quiet environment. Soon the carriage door opened and a woman in military uniform walked into the carriage.

"Lord Isaiah, good afternoon."

She approached the young man holding a stack of documents, then leaned over and placed some documents in front of him.

"This is a telegram just received on the train, reporting the battle situation on the front line."

"Oh, which front line?" Isaiah picked up the page in front of him.

"It's the Western Territory Headquarters, which is the aristocratic territory attacked by the 'Fairy Wood Organization' and His Highness Jie Lann."

"That's it." He replied in a brisk voice, and then started flipping.

Although the situation in the western territory was very bad, the general who accepted the order to lead the army back to quell the rebellion was not in a hurry, as if he was just on an outing in the past, calm and calm.

Isaiah, the third son of Baron Burris, was born in an ordinary noble family in the West. After his sister married Earl Wolfthorn, the family began to prosper.

Earl Wolfthorn was a close vassal of Duke Griffon. Influenced by this, he gave Isaiah a letter of recommendation that was difficult for ordinary nobles to obtain, so that he could study in Emenas.

In the school, this handsome third son of a baron with considerable talents began to come into contact with his peers from the top aristocrats in the Western Territory, and gained many friendships.

But these did not make Isaiah develop rapidly, because there were too many young people like him in the empire who were born in noble families and were graduates of Emenas.

Fortunately, as a native of the Western Region, he did not participate in the empire's Western Expedition. After the changes in the world and the successive wars, a large number of talented and outstanding young people died, and the number of available talents in the noble circle also decreased significantly.

The empire's armistice, internal rebellions, changes in imperial power, and wars in various realms led to the death of more and more nobles, and those outstanding people who had placed high hopes on them died one after another.

By the time the Eastern and Western Empires were established, there were not many young people to look forward to in the Western Territories, and this noble young man who graduated from the Emenas Bridge Academy could be said to be extremely upright.

As the top military academy on the mainland, the Everlasting Bridge Academy has trained generations of generals and heroes for various organizations in various countries. After taking charge of the army, Isaiah began to serve in the army with the command skills he had learned and trained for many years.

He rose rapidly and became one of the new generation generals in the empire after the passing of the three victorious generals.

After reading the telegram in his hand, Isaiah put down the page and slowly took a sip of tea. Only then did the female adjutant beside him ask.

"Lord Isaiah, how should we deal with it now?"

Unfavorable news came one after another from within the Western Territory. Two armies broke through the layers of defense and began to approach the hinterland of the Western Territory. Many nobles in the Western Territory began to become nervous. This is why, even if there are great risks, they are determined to conquer the empire.

Reasons for the repatriation of troops from the front line.

"We still act according to the original plan." Isaiah replied unhurriedly.

"But...the big shots are pressing me very hard, and even the Duke has sent letters of inquiry."

Unlike the calm and composed Isaiah, the bespectacled adjutant was a little uneasy and worried.

"No matter how urgent they are, they won't do anything to us at the moment, because we are their rare life-saving straw." Isaiah looked at the scenery outside the window and said slowly.

"As long as we still have this elite force, no one will make things difficult for us."

"So, my order is that after arriving at Gray Mountain City, let the soldiers rest on the spot for three days and not provide any other territorial support."

"Take over the Grizzly Bear Territory, intercept the local military supplies, replace the soldiers with the best equipment, and order them to build cannons and strengthen the local fortresses."

"Except for the letter from the Duke, there is no need to report telegrams from other nobles to me in the future. I know what they want to say, but it is meaningless."

"Our first step is to build a strong nest in the western territory, a stronghold that can be used by us to continuously generate blood."

"As for those rotten nobles, of course, I will save them, but not in the way they expected in the past."

After saying this, he took a leisurely sip of tea, then put on the white special military uniform and walked towards the carriage door.

He twisted the metal door lock, opened the closed door, and stepped into the dark carriage.

In the carriage that was originally used for loading, only a little light came through the gaps in the wooden boards of the car wall. The interior was dark and turbid. After the young general entered the carriage, soldiers stood up one after another leaning against the car wall. There were people everywhere.

The sound of rubbing.

"General!"

These soldiers lined up in two straight rows in the carriage, standing opposite each other, with their metal guns erected and placed close to their sides, looking straight ahead. The originally messy and dull scene disappeared instantly, and the carriage was instantly neat and quiet.

Isaiah looked at these people, raised his right hand, gave a simple gesture, and then moved forward unhurriedly. He passed through the carriages. The soldiers in the carriages all stood silently, and the officers distributed in each carriage followed suit.

Behind him, until the front of the train.

Amidst the roar of steam, white columns of air rushed up in the mountains. With the roar of machinery, this long black train drove through the railway tracks in the mountains, moving upwards towards the tall mountain fortress, far away.

The grizzly bear flag on the city tower is already faintly visible.

Orange Plains Collar on the south side of Grizzly Collar.

Compared to the large fortress densely covered with mines in Grizzly Bear Territory, the core of Orange Plains Territory is a huge basin plain between mountains. It is in the shape of a curved snake, sandwiched between several giant mountains.

This snake-shaped golden plain has rivers flowing through it. Millions of acres of fertile fields are spread throughout it, and there are villages and small towns. There are two fortresses at the beginning and end of the wilderness, guarding the pass into the wilderness.

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Today, the Snake Tail Pass is facing a fierce attack, with cannons roaring on the ground and bombarding the solid gray stone walls.

In the castle, the knights driving the griffins took off one by one. The sharp screams of the griffins filled the sky. The knights holding thunder guns rushed towards the firing position in the distance. As the lightning flashed, blazing

The thunder gun shoots out, bombarding and piercing enemies on the ground.

In the rising dust mist, the rotating airflow dome quickly rises, blocking the line of sight and hindering the firing of the thunder gun, reducing casualties.

Facing the attack of these griffin knights, a knight wearing purple armor stepped onto the battlefield.

When the holy sword at the waist was slowly drawn out, the airflow in the sky began to be disordered, many griffins began to lose their balance, and the knights above were unable to project the thunder spear smoothly.

"Humph, it happens again."

In the sky, a knight riding a huge golden-maned griffon showed a cold expression. His face looked weathered but extremely resolute. He was none other than the current leader of the Griffin Knights, Ludes.

The first knight of the Western Territory is not only a rare Sequence 7, but also holds the sacred object [Leiliu Durant] given by the Salius family.

As he raised the threaded spear in his hand, there was a sudden explosion in the clear sky, and the dazzling lightning instantly tore through the atmosphere and crashed into the military formation below.

The airflow circle that originally rose was instantly destroyed, leaving traces of scorch everywhere, and some points in the center were even beaten into powder by the furious thunder.

Facing this powerful opponent, Wyatt, who was on the offensive side, took a deep breath, then drew his sword and slashed. Several streams of air rushed into the sky, tearing apart the gryphon knights, causing feathers and blood to fall messily.

However, without the support of artillery, this attack was destined to be difficult to gain an advantage. Behind the tall city wall, a burst of crimson arrows passed through a high arc and fell into the position below, piercing through and nailing a group of soldiers.

After successive defeats on the front line, this fortress gathered many elite private armies of great nobles. The arrow rain just now was shot by Earl Redwood's "Redwood Longbow Team".

This special archery team formed by soldiers of Sequence 3 and above has about 2,000 people. Its shooting range can reach several thousand meters. It is the pride and pride of the Mahogany Earl family.

After the rain of arrows, the city gate under the fortress opened, and cavalrymen wearing wolf helmets rushed out quickly. They and the horses under their crotches moved like the wind, and the sabers in their hands were like gray streamers, tearing apart the soldiers.

As the soldiers in front of the battle prepared to raise their guns and shoot, patches of blood began to spread on the golden field.

Facing this suddenly changing and dangerous battlefield, in the offensive position, the soldiers, urged by the horn, quickly moved to both sides, and a group of special knights stepped onto the battlefield.

Silver-white armor, war horse armor, lion's mane cloak, classical lance, lion shield.

The white lion knights following Yu Jie Lann marched forward in formation. As the lion raised the holy sword high, the radiant light gathered and spread to the knights behind him.

They moved from slow to fast, their heavy horse hooves trampling across the ground, causing rolling thunder, and they began to charge like prehistoric giant beasts.

The straight gun barrels were neatly lowered in the brilliant light, rushing across the wilderness and the earth like meteors, piercing the wolf-headed cavalry in front of them, and kept moving forward without stopping.

The solid city gates and the thunder guns shooting down from the sky could not stop the lion's advance until they were torn apart and strangled together.


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