When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 560: Horn Arrives at His Loyal Flying Castle

"Did he peed his pants?"

Looking at the dark wet marks gradually appearing on Barneyforth's robe, Horn covered his nose in disgust.

Jeanna stared, "If it weren't for him, Danji wouldn't have died. Brother, what are you going to do with him?"

"Let's lock him up first. He has a lot of useful information in his head. Let's interrogate him first." Horn waved his hand in disdain, signaling the military police to send him away. "To prevent him from escaping, break his legs with the clamp first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The military police captain pounded his chest and dragged the man whom Horn once hated and feared the most away from the dock.

After all, Barnifoss is the nominal supreme bishop of the Thousand Valley Church, so he naturally has special significance. Killing him casually will not play his due role.

After settling Barnifors and giving some instructions to the boatmen, Horn walked briskly onto the streets of Suimi Town.

Although the local residents in the houses on both sides did not dare to go out, they still secretly peeked at the evil man Horn from behind the doors and through the windows.

Unlike the green-skinned monster in the rumors that was 3 meters long and wide, the Holy Grandson in front of him even looked a little thin.

Standing together with the guards on both sides who were more than 1.8 meters tall, they looked like a strange concave character.

Although he is short, he has an imposing bearing that cannot be compared with other soldiers.

Although he was wearing a tight-fitting military uniform that reached to his knees, he changed the collar to a stand-up collar, which not only kept him warm, but also made him look dignified.

A purple silk ribbon was worn from the left shoulder to the right waist, with shiny black leather riding boots on his feet and a faint smile on his face.

Surrounded by a group of gendarmes and guards, Horn walked with crisp and powerful steps to the legion commanders who were standing at attention.

"Your Majesty, we ambushed the enemy's command company in Black Lettuce Village, killing 245 people and capturing 159 people. The rest escaped." As the main commander, Laurent hammered his left chest twice with his right hand. "God bless us, we have captured the command company camp on the outskirts of Feiliu Castle."

"You guys always come up with some new surprises for me." Horn laughed and shook hands and hugged each of the legion commanders.

You know, Horn and Jeanne were supposed to follow the second batch of reinforcements and arrive at Suimi Town around noon tomorrow.

But he was afraid that the Salvation Army monks would not be able to deal with the Imperial Order Company due to the lack of cavalry, so he brought Jeanne and 100 Holy Gun Cavalrymen with him.

I originally thought that they would be lucky enough to be able to defend Suimi Town, but I didn't expect that not only did they not defend, but they also attacked.

An ambush wiped out seven or eight out of ten of the forces left behind by Prince Kongdai, and Feiliu Castle surrendered in desperation upon seeing such a powerful force.

"This is not all our credit." Laurent coughed, "It was Andre and Valentel, the leaders of the Saint Sun Army, who brought in the Imperial Order Company."

Horn then turned around and shook hands with Valen Taylor, who had a complicated look on his face, and Andre, who was grinning, and introduced themselves to each other.

However, the two sides did not exchange pleasantries for long before Horn apologized and came before the war monks.

For these soldiers who won the battle, His Majesty the Holy Sun took the trouble to shake hands with them one by one, ask their names and praise their achievements.

As for the wounded soldiers, Horn took the initiative to step forward and greet them, and even rolled up his sleeves to help the service soldiers change the dressings and bandages on the wounded soldiers.

He seemed not to notice the dirty blood splattered on his clean and tidy clothes and beautiful ribbon.

Valentyl and Andre followed Horn, watching him quietly as he did these simple, tedious tasks.

Valentyl's eyes became more and more relaxed, while Andre's became more and more solemn.

What Valentyl saw was Horn's care for ordinary soldiers, but Andre saw something different.

He saw that most of the black-clad soldiers who were greeted were very excited.

Although they were standing on the street in the middle of the night, blowing in the cold wind, they had no complaints and even seemed to enjoy it a bit.

Andre saw with his own eyes how brave these black soldiers were and how strong their will and morale were.

Generally speaking, the more arrogant the army is, the more it disobeys discipline. People with ability are always proud. If there were no officers directly under him, Andre asked himself, he would not be able to command these veterans for two or three months.

When Horn just stood there, these soldiers acted as if they had seen the coming of the Holy Lord. That kind of respect and obedience that came from the bottom of their hearts was something that was rarely seen in strong soldiers.

This kind of control over the military is really rare.

Originally, the priests said that Horn could use mind magic to control the soldiers, but Andre didn't believe it. Now he is a little suspicious.

Only after shaking hands with the last wounded soldier and comforting him did Horn stand in front of Andre again.

"Sorry for the delay. Let's go inside and talk while we eat."

Andrei rarely showed his low EQ and directly asked the question he wanted to ask the most: "Are you going to enter Feiliu Castle next?"

Horn's eyebrows twitched, and he once again looked up and down at the mysterious rebel leader, revealing a meaningful smile:

"No, wait."

At noon on March 3, the second batch of four legions, including two Guards Legions and two Black Champion Legions, were in place.

Also arriving was the third generation Holy Grail Cavalry Regiment consisting of 400 Holy Gun Cavalry, 500 Hussars, 300 Norse Cavalry and 300 Kush Cavalry.

The reason why it is called the third generation is because the Holy Grail Cavalry Regiment has two predecessors.

The first is the Holy Grail Knights of the Gulag era, which consisted of two cavalry companies, totaling two people.

The second one is the first generation Holy Grail Cavalry Regiment that evolved from the Holy Grail Knights during the Dazexiang period. At that time, there were three cavalry divisions with a total of 150 people, a sudden increase of 7500% in strength, and they were all breastplate holy musket cavalry.

The third generation is the current complete version of the Holy Grail Cavalry Regiment, with Jeanne as the regiment commander. It has four cavalry battalions under its command, with a total of 1500 cavalrymen.

Jeanne herself served as the captain of the Saint Gun Cavalry, Grush served as the captain of the Orc Hussars, Murat served as the captain of the North Cavalry, and Perini served as the captain of the Kush Cavalry.

With a hundred-man mage corps and crusader troops, an army of about 7200 people had gathered near Suimi Town.

It is impossible for the tiny town of Suimi to accommodate such a large number of troops.

So on the morning of March 3, the Kush Rangers and Orc Hussars began to spread out, surveying the terrain and mapping roads nearby.

When the public farmers and refugee villages around Feiliu Castle looked up, they could see the knights with black and red flags in the dust on the country roads.

They immediately reported to their lord that the Savior Army was heading towards Feiliu Castle.

Upon hearing the news, the Bishop of Feiliu Castle, the citizens and the city nobles hurriedly prepared flowers and ten boxes of jewels and gold pounds.

As for Matteo, he was tied up by the bishops while he was sleeping the previous night and taken to the city gate.

It’s not that the bishops don’t have the will to fight, it’s just that the city walls are not high.

Due to its long-term prosperity, Feiliu Fort had long lost its function as a fortress.

In order to facilitate business, previous archbishops deliberately demolished part of the city wall on the port side.

It was not that this section of the wall could not be repaired during the two years of war, but in 1444 there was a flood, and in 1445 seven of the nine counties revolted.

In two years, the tax revenue of the Thousand River Valley Diocese was cut in half, and Prince Conde swallowed up most of the tax revenue, leaving the church with no money to repair the city walls.

If the nobles still stood on Prince Condé's side, with their support, relying on the surrounding fortresses and towers in the city, they might be able to hold out for three or four weeks.

But the local nobles have rebelled, and the church can't even gather enough troops to fill the blockhouses and castles. There are also a large number of refugees and traitors in the city waiting to "open the gates to welcome the head of the church"!
Is there any need to defend the city?
Anyway, after selling out Barnifoss and Matteo, the senior bishops and nobles in Feiliu Castle all hid in the countryside, preparing to come back after Prince Conde recaptured Feiliu Castle.

Although a large number of shops and workshops outside the city would probably be lost, as long as they retained their privileges, it would be easy for them to gather wealth again.

So on the morning of March 3, the team to welcome the Supreme Holy Grandson Pope Horn to his loyal Feiliu Castle was already waiting on the roadside.

(End of this chapter)