Proof of the Sun King

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Kislev, the northernmost order force in the old world, known as the "Shield of Civilization", migrated from the Kurgan steppe to this place about a thousand years ago, and established this place in an ice field and desert. A country in ice and snow.

Since its establishment, Kislev has faced the threat of chaos. Because of this, the entire country is always under the background of high pressure and military force. The people of Kislev have few commoners other than nobles who can truly realize it.” Even so, this country and its people still stand in the northernmost part of the Old World.

The courage that this country and its people have burst through hardship is as terrifying as the chaos.

After the Great Holy War, Kislev was re-established, and the empire also sent more troops to assist Kislev in defending the northern border. Both the Osterland and Ostermark alliances are closely related to Kislev. As long as the Chaos forces in the north have a change, the two imperial provinces will be reinforced immediately, and the great pressure on Kislev makes the peasants willing to endure some additional taxes and levies, as long as the defense of the kingdom can be strengthened. , Similarly, the huge military pressure also means that the aristocratic "boyars" of Kislev will consciously cancel some excessive and unpopular taxes to ensure that the living standards of the local residents and the troops under their command are not too bad, also , the Empire also often supports Kislev with food and other supplies.

"Southerners look down on us and think that we are all barbarians, not much different from those barbarians, but you should be lucky! If it weren't for us, the northern barbarians would burn down your homes and drag your children out of their beds. Go! Without us, you will always face the erosion of Chaos! You look down on us? You should thank us!"

Marshal Kislev Konev

In Kislev, there are three armies that claim to be the most elite ace troops. They are the Kerim Guards who are responsible for defending the capital of Kislev, the Bear Cavalry of Kislev blessed by the bear **** Eson, and the well-known throughout the old city. The World's Kislev Wing Cavalry Corps.

The original intention of the establishment of the Winged Cavalry Corps was to give Kislev a powerful heavy cavalry force, so all noble families in the entire Kislev were required to send at least one adult male cavalry. Winged cavalry regiments, their will to fight is fanatical, they pierce the enemy line like a whirlwind with their wings or flags uttering a terrible howl, and the unique tactic of the winged cavalry is to suddenly turn the whole team to attack, which makes many armies instantly defeated. After being defeated, the winged cavalry units soon became famous throughout the old world by virtue of their illustrious military exploits.

When it was first formed, the Winged Cavalry Corps had about 2,000 people. Today, after nearly two hundred years of development, the Winged Cavalry Corps has a size of about 4,000-4,400 people.

So can Kislev afford this heavy cavalry unit?

Obviously, the answer is that they can't afford it. Therefore, since the establishment of the Winged Cavalry Legion, except for the port city of Erlengrad, which can support 200-300 winged cavalry, most of the winged cavalry are used by the empire as mercenaries. Earn maintenance fees for yourself.

"Felix Edmundovich, former general of the Kislev wing cavalry 'Dzerzhin' regiment, he has made great contributions in a series of battles, and also participated in the former Tsar Boris Bokaha During the 'Great Purge' campaign, Felix was firm-willed and had a tenacious fighting style. He alone led the winged cavalry army under his command to sweep away the chaotic remnants and barbarians lurking in the Kislev wilderness. Man, greenskin, and beastman, he fought day and night, chasing the enemy until dark and not stopping, and at dawn the next day he was on his horse and ready to fight."

"In this way, Felix fought hard for three months, and finally completely wiped out all the enemies of the troll country north of the Linsk River. He was given the nickname 'Felix of Steel'!" Amancio introduced loudly. The former General Kislev, the chairman even took the initiative to stand up: "I firmly believe that General Felix and his winged cavalry brigade will definitely be able to help you, Your Excellency Fuggan!"

"Hello, General Felix." Forgan has always respected this kind of tenacious soldier. He also stood up and seriously looked at the general Kislev, who looked no more than forty years old. Respected.

Felix wore a standard Kislev military cap, which looked a bit funny in such a hot weather. The general carefully recognized the tall man in front of him. The handsome man like a barbarian, after confirming that there was no hypocrisy or ridicule in the other's eyes, nodded politely: "Hello, and please don't call me a general, I have been expelled by Her Majesty Katarin. Now, I'm no longer Kislev's general!"

"No, you will always be a general. Your burning eyes, your steely will, your determined military posture, and your subconscious actions tell everyone that you are still a general." Fulgan Seriously shook hands with Felix: "Can you tell us what happened? Why did that female president...the king actually expel you from the country?"

"Because the Winged Cavalry Legion is the sword of the kingdom, the wing of freedom, not the sword of her Tsar or the royal wing of Bokaha!" Felix's expression was as hard as steel and as stubborn as a stone in a ditch: "This has been This is the third time I've been exiled! But I won't regret it!"

"Please take a seat." The big businessman Amancio motioned for Felix to take a seat. With an understanding smile on his face, he stood up to signal the winged cavalry general to take a seat, and then greeted the waiter: "Bring that up! "

"Yes!" The waiter went down, and soon, they brought a special kind of food.

At first glance, what was served was ordinary bread, but the bread was surprisingly large, nearly 30 centimeters in diameter, and weighed two pounds. It was packed in a large cloth bag, Amancio said with a smile. : "General Felix, try it, I don't know your taste very well, but I can guarantee that it is definitely the original taste."

"This is... Lieba?!" The winged cavalry general's eyes widened, and he checked it carefully: "This is the real Lieba! Or the big Lieba!"

Being able to eat the food of his hometown, the steel-like general finally squeezed out a smile.

"Yes, this is what I imported from Erlengrad, I hope you like it." Amancio said to Fugan and Hadrian, "Please also try the special food of Kislev. Bar."

The crowd continued to eat.

Fulgan maintained his state of eating gracefully, while listening to Felix's story, understanding why he was expelled, why this illustrious winged cavalry general was reduced to being expelled and stripped of his title of general.

Since the birth of the winged cavalry, it was doomed to not get enough military pay. The meager salary and supplies that the tsarist royal family could issue could not even maintain the equipment and horses. Therefore, the winged cavalry often used 300-500 cavalry as a brigade, Work as a mercenary in the old world and earn maintenance fees for yourself.

All winged cavalry armies have one marshal and several generals, although theoretically the most elite winged cavalry regiment is the "Griffin Legion", because the then winged cavalry marshal Budyonny single-handedly killed a griffin in the World's Edge Mountains and used it feathers decorate their wings.

The current marshal of the winged cavalry is called Romanov, a knight at the pinnacle of legend. The Griffin Legion is currently under the command of Emperor Karl Franz and fights as mercenaries.

All the winged cavalrymen swore that as long as the kingdom of Kislev faced a crisis, they would return to Kislev and fight to defend the kingdom. They were proud to be from Kislev, and they believed that they were the king of the kingdom. Proud of the sword.

But that's where the conflict comes from.

"The winged cavalry has always had a glorious and long-standing tradition of independence. We are the sword of the kingdom, not the sword of the tsar, but since the death of Red-Eyed Aegir, the military pressure from the barbarians has been reduced a lot, so His Majesty Katarin brings up the old story again." Felix was eating Leba, his voice was a little hoarse: "She hopes to bring the winged cavalry back under the control of the tsarist royal family. She promises to treat us well, but that's not what we want."

"Your allegiance is to Kislev, not to the Bokaha royal family." Fuggan immediately understood the reason why Felix was expelled.

"We are only willing to fight against evil, not against our compatriots." Felix nodded, and when he said this, he sighed: "Because my opposition is the strongest, this is the third time I have been deported. "

"If the kingdom is in danger?" Fulgan asked calmly.

"Then I will set off again to return to Kislev, with my winged cavalry!" Felix's voice was as hard as a rock on the northern permafrost: "Kislev will fight evil to the last moment, Until Kislev's last child takes his last breath!"

"Very good!" Fugan nodded, and his last doubts were eliminated: "So, what are your conditions?"

This is where the price negotiation begins.

Fulgrim needs a strong heavy cavalry unit, very much. If Felix and his 300-winged cavalry can be hired, this will be a great supplement to the Ash Legion, because in addition to a small number of lizardmen In addition to the cold lizards given, the Ash Legion has always been troubled by the lack of cavalry units.

"The conditions have always been normal, but... I have a request." Felix was a little embarrassed, he is a soldier, and for a soldier, asking for help is really a bad thing: "Your Excellency Fulgan, I heard that you and Duke Mousillon, Ryan Malcador are brothers?"

"That's right, we're brothers." Fulgan nodded, he didn't intend to hide this, and he planned to stay in Estalia and Tyrell for a month at most, and then rush to Buenos Aires immediately. ritania.

"The thing is like this, Your Excellency Fulgan, I have a group of deported special prisoners and a group of war orphans, hoping to be taken in and sheltered." Felix pleaded in a low voice: "We don't have the ability to accommodate so many. Man, Mr. Amancio can't help us, so I need your help."

Kislev is indeed a magical place, where the deportation and exile of "special prisoners" has become a tradition, and many children of nobles are honored by being thrown into prison by the tsar, and generals such as Felix He was ashamed to shake hands with the tsar's personal bodyguard, Kerim Guard,

"How many?" Fuggan asked.

"Probably... more than a thousand. They are all targets of persecution in the country, and there are war orphans. Kislev has no ability to support them. We can't find a way in the empire. I need your help, I can guarantee , they are not criminals, but... they have different opinions." Felix said seriously: "Mushiron is recruiting people recently, can you recommend us?"

"If there is no problem after inspection, I will consider it." Forgan did not immediately agree, he did not even make a promise: "Besides, what else?"

"No more." Felix shook his head.

"When will you and your winged cavalry join us?" Fulgrim then asked the question he cared most about.

"As long as these people are properly placed, I and the 315 winged cavalry under my command can join you immediately." Felix stood up and gave a standard military salute: "You can identify by yourself, I No other words, I just hope you can treat them kindly."

"I'm not talking about hiring, but joining." Fugan's voice was light.

"I'm talking about joining, Lord Fulgan, I think what you need is joining as well." Felix's eyes sank, the former general took off his hat, his hairline was a little back, deep There is wisdom in the sunken eyes, and some kind of power that will never let him give in: "Can you accept it?"

"Then... happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

The two hands were clasped together, and it was an agreement.

Sitting down again, Fulgan was satisfied with the result. The Winged Cavalry's combat effectiveness was well-known throughout the Old World. Now with the help of this army, the Ashes Legion's combat effectiveness is bound to rise to a higher level.

"Mr. Amancio, is there any other mercenary in Estalia that is worth hiring?" The conditions are negotiated~www.wuxiamtl.com~Fugan then asked Amancio: "I still need to be stronger. money is not an issue.”

"No more." Amancio shook his head with a wry smile: "This is Estalia, Your Excellency Fugan, we don't have a particularly strong army, you should go to Tyrell."

"Tyrell?" Fulgrim was a little disappointed, but the Emperor's Son Primarch was always able to perfectly control his emotions: "I wonder how many troops in the land of mercenaries are willing to go on an expedition with me?"

"A big event happened recently in Tyrell, the famous Prince Miragliano 'The Besieger' Pogir was assassinated in the famous large bath." Amancio nodded, and he took out a list: "Therefore , several legendary mercenaries have lost their employers."

"The hoplites of Leopold 'Cheetah', the Panthers."

"Milagliano's marksmen."

"The dwarven butchers, the Long-Drang Butchers Chapter."

"And the famous Bronzino Rapid Cavalry Artillery."

Fulgan took the list, and he nodded with satisfaction. These armies are mercenaries who are famous in the old world. If they can concentrate their strength, they may be able to fight against the Skaven.

"But I solemnly recommend these two teams." Amancio handed over a new list, a smile on the face of the big businessman.

"From the Mutter-Lead halfling hobbit squad, and...the mysterious Arabi lamp magician!"

...... I am the dividing line that can only make three wishes......

Meanwhile, the Old World, above the Black Mountains.

Angron was flying here on his own Hippogryph Nukelia, and he was obviously in a good mood to cut the king.

"My nephew is about to be born, and as an uncle, I can't be empty-handed."

"Go to Tyrell and see, there is something good!"

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