Proof of the Sun King

"Tighten the camp and let those serfs, old people, and children hide in the caves behind the monastery. Later, before the undead army reaches the monastery, we will repair the city walls here." Francois and Ryan shouldered Side by side pass the ramparts of the Abbey of La-Messonnell.

This is a magnificent defensive building embedded in the gray mountain canyon. The city wall is nearly ten meters high. A circular bunker is built in the middle of the valley. Only a slender path can lead directly to the gate.

This is where François once fought Kemmler, the most tragic defeat he had ever experienced in his hundreds of years of life.

Despite this, this fortress is not as strong as imagined, with only one layer of city wall, because it exists more as a monastery of Taal, the **** of nature. There are only 500 defenders in the monastery, but they are all elite holy grails. An elite army of pilgrims.

Due to the difficulty of food transportation and the barren alpine land, this is already the largest army the monastery can theoretically station.

After several hard battles, they were awarded the honorary title of "La-Messonelle Holy Keeper". They once fought against the legion of the dead in the cemetery. They fought alongside Francois more than 20 years ago. Now These Holy Grail pilgrims practice here, hoping that they can attract the attention and rewards of the fairies of the lake through war.

If the serfs wanted to win the favor of the ladies, they could only hope for a little special means.

Looking at the magnificent mountains and the endless alpine fields in the distance, Ryan noticed two giant rock sculptures of high elves standing on both sides of the mountain road, and he smiled at Francois: "It's time to let Furka Lord De, come and see, this monastery is also the ruins of the high elves."

The Duke of Vercade and his army did not follow the coalition of Lane and Francois to the abbey. Along the way, many stricken villages and towns needed Vercard and his army, and the Duke of Montfort had to devote his energies. Stay behind, so he voluntarily withdraws.

This is the disadvantage of fighting in their own country. Kemmler and his undead can attack any place in the Grey Mountains at will, while the Knight Kingdom can only actively defend.

There are many places where the army needs to be divided and guarded, and the Blackstone stronghold that has just been occupied also needs to be stationed. When the human dwarf coalition came to the monastery, there were about 20,000 people left.

"Britannia was a colony of high elves in the past. To this day, we are still receiving the favor of high elves. The high elves have built a strong magic circle here to help us seal the rod of Nagash." Fran Sowa looked at the broken walls, and he continued: "The Holy Grail Knight Pierre-Holy and the two Paladins in the monastery are willing to help us, and the Holy Lady of the Lake Esmer- Beaumont will help us too, with all our troops, about 21,000."

"We will decide the outcome with Kemmler and his Tomb Legion here," Ryan said in a low voice.

"Well, the place where everything started will also be the place where it ends." Francois's cape of a white horse on a blue background fluttered in the mountain wind, and the duke himself had a serious face: "It's time for revenge."

The majestic mountain wind blew through the city wall, and both Ryan and Francois were silent. The victory was short-lived. They had just defeated Kemmler near the Blackstone stronghold, but they had not done their best, and now the opportunity came.

A scout came from outside, and the expedition knight Callard hurriedly dismounted. He trotted along the city wall and came to Lane and François: "My duke, and Lane, Kemmler and his tomb legion. We are already on our way here, and it is estimated that we will attack at night."

"Very good." Francois's sea-blue eyes were solemn, and he looked at the afternoon sky: "Let's get ready, how many enemies are there?"

"There are about 30,000... Also, my duke, the scouts found the former Duke of Artois Zilfroy and the Brotherhood of the Hog Riders in the army formation of the Tomb Legion." Callard held his own cross helmet.

Thirty thousand more! The knights in the lobby felt pressured by this number. During the battle of the Blackstone stronghold, there were 50,000 Tomb Legion plus Musilon Legion, and only about 5,000 undead troops retreated. As a result, Kemler quickly replenished it within a week. To thirty thousand!

"Kemmler must have dug up the corpse pit of the Duke of Artois family. He was desperate." Francois frowned: "Compared to the 50,000 in the Battle of Blackstone Stronghold, the number of ancient tomb legions has been reduced. A lot, but our strength is still not superior."

"It's the same with vampires." Ryan didn't care much about that.

The Grey Knight Primarch was ashamed of not being able to take Gul, and he swore that he would hammer Gul's dead head in this battle.

"Let everyone come to the lobby for a meeting." Francois ordered.

Thirty minutes later, everyone had a meeting in the monastery, and a huge topographic map was placed on the table.

"We must defend the Abbey of La-Maisonnell, otherwise once Kemler captures the Staff of Nagash, he and his undead army will no longer be able to stop him, and he can easily use the magic within the staff." "The tide of the dead will drown the whole of southern Brittany," said Anthelme, Count of Kuilau.

"The bad news is that the scouts told us that Kemmler had resurrected the entire Brotherhood of the Hog Riders of the former Duke of Artois family. Hundreds of people." Gerald continued: "The bandits are mainly composed of crossbowmen and archers, which makes up for the lack of long-range firepower in Kemmler's army...at least a little bit~"

"Hahaha~ Let them come!" The Holy Grail knight stationed at the La-Messonnel Abbey named Pierre-Holy, he is over a hundred years old and doesn't care about life and death: "I will hack to death what I see. Every undead haggis, I swear."

"The garrison of the abbey will be handed over to the Holy Watcher of La-Maisonnell, and the dwarven artillerymen of Lane's army." François began to arrange the army: "They will deploy all the artillery, muskets and catapults at the abbey. It will be our last line of defense."

"The left wing is handed over to you, Ryan, you and your people must resist the onslaught of the undead army, and I will dispatch 5,000 people to you." Francois said to Ryan, "If you can, defeat them."

"Understood." Ryan nodded.

"Okay! Leave it to the dwarves!" Bellegar stuck his head out from under the long table, and raised the hammer of Angland in his hand to express his receipt.

"The right flank is handed over to most of the knights of the Duchy of Anthelm and Winford and the Pegasus knights of the Swift Skyspear Society. You give priority to the robbers hired by Kemmler, and also, be careful not to get out of touch." Francois Then it was arranged: "Callard, Gerald, you follow Antelm."

"Yes!" Both Anthem and Jerrod nodded.

"I lead most of the infantry regiments and archers to stand by in the central army to attract the main force of the enemy. Kemmler will definitely attack the central army at any cost. If he does, Ryan, Antelm, you immediately close together and attack Kai. Muller and his army." Francois then ordered: "The artillery on the wall will provide us with cover and artillery support, and from what I know about Kemmler, he will definitely come at me, like I want to burn him to ashes too!"

"Yes!"

After the military meeting was over, it was already afternoon, and the sky was getting dark. The Knights Road army began to distribute food, check equipment, equip weapons, and make intense preparations.

This will be the battle to decide whether Lane and François can free the kingdom of knights from Kemmler's shadow, and it will be the battle to decide the fate of southern Brittany, if they fail here, the entire Wen The Ford Duchy and the South will be plunged into the undead tide until they are completely submerged.

Most of the knights had serious expressions on their faces, and everyone knew too well the importance of winning.

There were prayers all over the camp.

Morgiana, the witch of the lake god, released a powerful spell, a great magic, and her spell channeled the divine power from the lake fairy. Now, a statue of the lake fairy in the monastery holds a cup in both hands, and the golden cup is full Armed with the clear, shimmering Elixir of Elixir, the Champion Knights of the Quinalis Brotherhood of Champions will break through the protection of the Undead Chaos Chosen Warriors by smearing the Elixir on the surface of their weapons.

After releasing the big spell, Morgiana sat on the side with a pale face, her strength has not yet fully recovered, and the release of a big spell almost emptied all her mana.

Ryan was fully dressed, and he originally wanted to have a word with Morgiana, but the knights of the Quinalis Champion Knights Brotherhood were all present, and the environment was not very convenient, so he had to give up.

Putting on his psionic power armor, Ryan lowered his head and thought about what method he would use to defeat Gul and Kemmler, as well as the Duke of Musilon, Mathubad.

After thinking for a while, his Thor's Hammer appeared in front of him, raised his head, and the face of Karad appeared in front of him, the expedition knight with a thin goatee, with a smile on his face: "Your Warhammer, it's really heavy."

"No, it's your warhammer." Ryan laughed. He reached out and took his Thor's Hammer. With the other hand, he picked up the sword Durandal and handed it to Karad: "Your sword is my sword, Kara Germany, in this war, we will not be separated from each other, and we will fight together to defend our homeland and our country.”

"For the land given to us by the lady, for Britannia!" Callard took the sword in Ryan's hand, the expedition knight hesitated for a moment, but started: "Lane, can I have a few words with you seriously?"

"Please say." Ryan and Callard have met many times, but there is really not much communication between the two.

"I used to have some opinions on you, thinking that it was a little bit ridiculous for the lady to choose you as the champion. Brittany doesn't need such an outsider to be the lady's champion. We have more powerful young knights." Karad said to Ryan He stretched out his hand: "But what you have done makes me admire, without you, this kingdom would not know how many disasters it would have gone through, Brother Ryan~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I will not say those false praises, nor will I Like to say, I'll show you how I'm doing."

"Thank you..." Ryan also reached out and shook hands with Callard: "Let's guard the land that the lady gave us."

"Yeah!" Lane was about to say more, when a horn sounded outside.

"Drip~woo, drip~woo~"

"That's not the horn of the undead!" Ryan and Callard looked at each other, and the eyes of the god-chosen champion of the fairy in the lake were bright: "That's more like..."

After that, Ryan ran out immediately.

"Drip~woo~drip~woo~"

The giant eagle's scream passed through the sky, and a vigorous figure fell from the giant eagle's body. He wore a helmet with antlers and a scale armor cast by the power of star fire. Behind him, a number of A wood elf army of about 2,000 people appeared in front of the Brittanian knights.

It was an elite army composed of Woodland Guards, Eternal Guards and Deep Forest Scouts. They wore long robes, everyone carried a recurve bow, and their riders held high the banner of the king's forest territory. The phalanx is gradually approaching the Abbey of La-Messonnell.

Francois trotted down the steps with a look of surprise: "This... how is this possible?"

The arrogant woodland lord Alaros walked to the steps. Facing the many knights, he raised his chin and stood proudly: "Brittanian, I bring greetings from the king of the forest, Orion, and the queen, Ariel. "

"Thousands of years ago, when your knight-king Arthur founded the kingdom, we were allies to fight against evil together."

"A thousand years from now, Eslay will not sit back and watch the undead raging outside the forest. You once helped us when Kemler and his undead army attacked the forest. Now, we will also lend a hand to this war."

"Esley will fight with you!"