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Anglo-Prussian Holy War Chapter 33: The outbreak of the Holy War in Alaya 1

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    Step by step, batch after batch of soldiers with bright uniforms walked in neat steps, passing under the large city gate, forming a long straight line heading into the distance.

    Countless residents poked their heads on both sides of the street to watch, watching this legion, which is famous all over the world, embarking on the road to the battlefield in order to resist powerful enemies and save allies.  Of course, there are many intelligence spies inside, or diplomats from other countries are also watching from the dark, but at this moment they have no time to care about anything else and can only sigh at the sophistication and power of the army in front of them.

    The uniform steps of those ten thousand people were like thunder, and the army gathered. Warriors wearing bright armors crowded shoulder to shoulder, making a loud clash of steel.

    Three thousand recruited spearmen hold huge shields, and their spears are specially made to be extremely sharp, with a cold light!  Regardless of whether they face any cavalry or frontal charging enemy, they can slaughter the opponent with absolute superiority, not only because of their extremely sophisticated weapons, but also because of their extremely rare "Golden Sword and Silver Shield" troops.  , is a true vanguard force.

    ???????????? Then there are the Pulengu Sickles. Because they are troops with high attack and low defense, they are arranged in the center of the army to act as supporting infantry.  Holding long hook-chain blades, they cannot defend against long-range attacks like spearmen, nor can they decimate enemy troops before close combat like archers, nor can they inflict serious wounds on the enemy like knights.  However, they are the most outstanding auxiliary troops. They are passionate and not afraid of death. They are very rare practical troops.

    Four thousand archers carrying longbows walked at the front of the team. Because of their profession, they were all strong and energetic, with sharp eyes and strong arms and wrists.  After several battles, they have been successfully promoted to the "Silver" army, which is only one level lower than the "October Legion", the strongest ace in King Pulun City.

    And it was these elite archers who formed the world-famous Pulun Arrow Rain Formation. Its most outstanding record was that it destroyed more than 6,000 enemies and suffered zero losses.  Although there is no lack of favorable terrain relationships, it also fully proves the huge power of these archers on the battlefield.  Countries have now received information from their respective spies. While they were shocked by the power of Pu Lun's arrow rain formation, they also began to gradually pay attention to the archers who had been ignored by them before.

    Among them, the Kingdom of Denmark, which has been a close neighbor of the British Isles for thousands of years, is the most diligent. The first prince of the Kingdom of Denmark, Krisliul, personally embezzled a large amount of money to form a full-time archer corps, and it has gradually achieved results.  The Roman Empire and the French Empire were still dominated by brilliant infantry, but they were also secretly developing their own ace troops.  For a time, it seemed that there was a craze for bows and arrows across the entire continent, and all principalities, big and small, followed suit!

    And the Royal City of Pren, which caused this continental turmoil, is marching straight ahead with its army at this moment, marching day and night to the capital of Great Britain, London, without stopping.

    "October Legion!"

    "Glory, life, invincibility!!" Crowds lined the streets, cheering as they waved their arms vigorously to bid farewell to the departing legions.

    ??Pray for them, be proud of them, and finally trust them from the bottom of your heart for their strength.

    We will definitely be able to win the final victory in this war This is what all the citizens of King Pulun City firmly believe.

    The people watched this majestic army march into the distance until it disappeared on the other side of the horizon.

    The Rose Flag of Glory is bleak in the cold wind. No matter what happens, it will always stand upright against the blowing hurricane, unswervingly.

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    [[[cp|www.piaotia.com/chapters/20124/13/2175154634699286578580000966752.jpg]]]How long has it been since you enjoyed it?  The air is filled with the smell of freedom.

    Arturia rode her beloved horse, stretching her arms and enjoying the breeze.

    “Then, let’s indulge ourselves once in a while!”

    Slowly opening her big emerald eyes, Artoria seemed to have decided something.

    "You guys! If you can keep up with me, come on, otherwise you can only crawl slowly behind me!!"

    After finishing her haha, Arturia pinched the horse's belly hard, and at the same time pulled the reins with both hands. The good horse she sat on understood the idea, gave a long snoring, spread its four hooves, and instantly turned into a hurricane and flew away!

    Regardless of the surprised looks of everyone behind her, Artoria is enjoying the rare feeling of working in the boundless land!

    In the blink of an eye, Artoria had already run several miles away, and her speed continued to increase.

    More than three hundred cavalrymen chased the figure in front, but I had no choice but to sit down and straddle the horse, which was really disappointing. I was always left far behind before I even got close.

    "Artoris! You are too fast!" Lancelot shouted anxiously.

    Bedivere’s face was calm on the horse, and the strong wind blowing from the front ruffled his delicate white silver hair. He was slightly amused when he looked at Lancelot’s depressed expression.

    "Haha, it's useless no matter how much you shout. She is enjoying this moment right now, so it's better not to disturb her." Bedivere advised Lancelot with a smile.

    "Heyshe's just like a child." Lancelot looked at her who had disappeared from his eyes and sighed.

    However, I really have to thank King Pulun.  Not only did they generously provide weapons and armor, but they even provided three hundred horses for their use.  Should this be said to be King Pulun's incomparable generosity, or does he have another agenda?

    Bedivere turned to look at the excited soldiers behind him and smiled.

    "A rare opportunity! Have fun before the war comes!!" Bedivere waved his hand and shouted to the soldiers behind him.

    What responded to him was the roar of a group of wailing and strange soldiers.

    "How come Bedivere can't even! Hey, hey!"

    "Hahahaha! Drive!"

    Before Lancelot could finish speaking, Bedivere rode his horse and ran wildly, relaxing his nerves that had been tense for several days, breathing in the fragrance of the grass and running on this green plain.

    To be honest, those days in Pullen were boring for these people.  Although there is no need to worry about attacks from foreign enemies, who can't stand being stared at by thousands of archers all day long?  !  Not to mention the death giant that was on the bow at that moment The Knights under the Moon were not at all strict in guarding against them.

    When these three hundred monsters, screaming and venting their cavalry, swept past like a strong wind, in a distant depression behind them, a large number of flags and thousands of soldiers appeared faintly!

    The rose flag of glory was placed on the chariot and walked at the front of the team.

    The following is the Plun Legion, as well as the Legion of the Legion, the Cavaliers of the Moon, the Holy Song Knight, and the King of Plun, who was firmly protected by the October Cavaliers in the center of the team.

    Hundreds of carriages were arranged at the rear of the team, carrying the main rations, weapons, shields, crossbow arrows, black armor arrows, and more than 300,000 sharp iron arrows.  There are also the twenty-six ballistas and three death giants attached to the back of the carriage. This can be said to be a strategic killer weapon. Xia Ya transported two-thirds of Pulun's inventory in one breath.  .

    It can be seen how much Xiaya attaches importance to this expedition. At the same time, it also stands out from the side. Xiaya does not want to get too entangled with the Three Lions and Leopards, and plans to make a quick decision.

    Thousands of soldiers surrounded them, no need for swords or shields, their strong flesh and blood bodies were the strongest shields.

    "King, what are you laughing at?" From the moment the Song Knight set out, he noticed that Char's face always had a faint smile.

    Xia Ya chuckled, then pointed forward and said: "Look at the cute posture of a lion released into the wild, venting its heart to its heart's content. Hahahaha, it's really quite interesting."

    Turning her head curiously, the Song Knight stared straight ahead with her eyes narrowed. With her eyesight that was several times better than ordinary people, she didn't seem to see any lions.  There were only a few hundred British cavalry running around, making strange noises from time to time.

    "KingI didn't see anything." He withdrew his gaze and said with a puzzled expression on his face.

    "Hahahaha! Really? That's such a pity! Drive!" Xia Ya laughed loudly, speeding up the horse and running towards the head of the team.

    The two hundred October knights roared in unison and hurriedly followed Char's pace.

    The surrounding soldiers reacted even faster. They even opened a path very quickly and neatly the moment Charia started running.  Let their king run straight ahead.

    "King! King!Ah!! Really!!" The Knight of Psalm shouted several times but was ignored by Xia Ya. He gritted his teeth and turned to the generals and guards behind him and shouted: "  What are you doing? Didn’t you see that the October Knights have already caught up with you?! I’m warning you, if anyone loses to the October Knights even a little bit in this expedition, just wait for me to change your skin! Listen!  Reached?!"

    The knights of the guard were immediately frightened by the words of the chant knight. They hurriedly waved their riding whips and chased after him with much more explosive power than usual!

    "Hmph!" The Song Knight was so frightened at the group that his face turned blue.The knights of the guard snorted coldly, their prestige was extremely powerful.

    The soldiers walking beside them couldn’t help but keep a distance from the Song Knight. The leaders of the two legions of Pullen, the Moonlight Knight and the Song Knight, were really ruthless characters regardless of which one they were

    So, in this relaxed atmosphere with a hint of comedy, the Pullen Army headed towards the first stop in London.

    One of the famous cities in Ireland: "Belfast, a century-old city of blood."

    This was once a bridgehead for the Irish to resist the invasion of the Scots and English. Legend has it that the scenery there is composed of red and black, and the red all over the earth is dyed red by the blood of those who died in the war.  Black, a place of despair where there is no redemption and one can only scream in pain and die in a desperate situation.

    ? Here, the deputy leader of the Three Lions and Leopard Legion, Carol Badrun's brother, Felipe Hall Badrun.

    "Stand up the army! When the Pullen Army arrives, give them a big surprise! In the name of the great mother, the French Communist Empire!!"

    "Oooo!!"

    Inside the fortress, more than 14,000 defenders shouted loudly!
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