When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 867: The Clumsy Grandson

The spring breeze in May trimmed the snow on the distant mountains, revealing the dark green rock walls.

The spruce trees on the mountainside are like a dark green flannel blanket, which extends to the foot of the mountain and turns into a sea of ​​light yellow gorse.

In the sea of ​​flowers, beehives are placed in rows, and the beekeepers are looking towards the foot of the mountain, wearing sun hats.

Military boots made of leather or cloth uppers and soft heels stepped over the diamond-like stream, splashing countless ripples and water.

Navy blue or dark gray knee-length padded jackets, white sashes of guard monks, and brown mules and horses loaded with baggage.

On the green fields, these blocks of color combine into a long dragon-like team, moving slowly forward.

Because the sun was scorching and they were not marching in enemy territory, most of the soldiers did not wear helmets.

You know, if exposed to the sun, the iron helmet can burn your head.

According to the fashionable clothing style of the Thousand River Valley Holy Alliance, which is actually a modified version of civilian clothing, most of the war monks wear felt hats with wide brims.

Most of them would wear a slim-fitting coat made of thin cloth and breeches tied up at the calves with leggings.

This is a habit left over from the days of the new Gaoshan Army, which allows soldiers to walk longer distances.

No matter how hot the weather was, everyone just unbuttoned their coats, but no one took them off.

In the eyes of Qianhegu people, wearing a shirt alone is considered home wear.

Most of the people who go out on the street wearing only shirts are rogues and other dishonest people.

So even in the countryside, "serious" farmers would at least wear a waistcoat no matter how hot it was.

On the hill on one side of the march, sentries waved signal flags to direct the troops to march.

Not far from the sentry, His Holiness the Pope, wearing only a shirt, was lying by the stream with his butt sticking out, washing his face.

After looking at it for a long time, Bonard couldn't stand it anymore and brought a waistcoat over: "Your Majesty, you should wear this."

"Oh, thank you." Horn took off his shirt and put on the vest without any clothes under Bonard's dull eyes.

"Ah, it's much cooler. You really understand me, Bonard."

Bonard held the shirt with a complicated expression and didn't know what to say for a moment.

What's the difference between this and streaking?
Compared with all the popes in history, this extremely young farmer pope is obviously the most bold one.

After washing his face, Horn climbed on his horse and sprinted down the hill again, passing through the marching crowd without noticing anything unusual.

Not only did he not feel ashamed, he even sang loudly, attracting the attention of many soldiers.

Seeing the Pope's bold attire, the soldiers were surprised at first, but then started laughing and joking.

"Where are your clothes?"

"Has your Majesty's clothes been stolen?"

"Your Majesty, if you were to stand at the entrance of our village wearing this, no one would dare to ask you for directions."

"Please stop talking nonsense." Horn pulled the reins to slow down the horse. "The one wearing only a shirt is the gangster. I am wearing a waistcoat."

Looking at Horn's back, Bonard turned to look at Laurent beside him: "Your Majesty can actually laugh."

Although he had known Horn for a long time, Bonard couldn't help but be surprised.

Ever since his family severed ties with him and he accepted his fate, he has been prepared to share weal and woe with the Thousand River Valley Holy Alliance.

Upon hearing the news that Bear Gnawing Fort was in danger and urgently needed support, Bonard couldn't help but feel terrified and couldn't sleep at night.

Xiongkenbao and Langkengbao behind it are only 40 kilometers away from each other by a mountain road. Xiongkenbao is located at the entrance to the mountain, and Langkengbao is located at the exit from the mountain.

Once the Xiongganbao is breached and their forces reach the Langkengbao, there will only be one line of defense left.

The Border Knights have mobilized 20,000 men to attack Xiongjian Castle. If support is not forthcoming, they will ask the Border Knights to charge in...

Bonard didn't even dare to think about the consequences!

Horn's bond with the Thousand Valley Holy Alliance is much deeper than his.

Horn, however, still laughed and didn't take it seriously.

"That's His Majesty." Laurent had just finished leading the horse to drink water, and now he jumped onto the horse's back, grabbing the saddle.

Bonard sighed, mounted his horse as well, and the two of them chased after Horn.

Although they were chasing, they were just following from a distance. But within a few minutes, Besser, Carrie's former favorite, rode up to them.

After bowing to the two, he asked, "Have you two informed His Majesty of the news about the Border Knights?"

Bonard and Laurent looked at each other and smiled bitterly, "His Majesty read your report and said it was very well written. He has asked the privy monks to study it."

"Has Your Majesty changed your mind?" Besser asked relentlessly.

Laurent glared at him and said, "Can't you see we are heading north? Your Majesty's intention is not something you can change."

Besser gritted her teeth, her cheek twitched, and without even saluting, she turned around and returned to the queue.

But he turned his head to look at Horn who was riding his horse in front of him, and his eyes were filled with disgust.

That day, the Holy Grandson rushed to the city of High Castle, subdued Andre in public, and quietly replaced the position of the Iron Fist Regiment.

Although she was the losing party, Besser still had some admiration for her in her heart.

But when you look at it up close, you can see that this saintly grandson is still so arrogant!

Now that we know the strength of the Border Knights, we still choose to go north and station in Ladenburg!

At a time like this, we should support Xiong Kenbao no matter what.

The Border Knights are different from the noble coalition forces. They fight against vampires, centaurs and ogres on the border all year round.

Even among the Border Knights, there is a considerable corps of Centaur cavalry.

These Centaur cavalry are the overlords of the grassland and can even frequently plunder the royal court.

Besser had seen those Centaur cavalry with his own eyes. When the Border Knights arrived, the two sides had fought several times on the border.

Among these Centaur cavalry, there are both large, heavily armored Centaur Batu with golden blood, and ordinary Centaur archer Huolichi.

The Batu were clad in heavy armor, wielding double-edged axes, and could even withstand the light clockwork muskets equipped by the Iron Fist monks.

The Huoli Chi are smaller and more agile horse archers.

Their riding skills are comparable to those of Khan once they reach adulthood.

The two sides fought in battle array, with Chi using firepower to harass and lure the enemy, while Batu struck with his heavy hammer, and in a few rounds he defeated the Iron Fist monks in array.

Besides, most of the knights of the Border Knights Order themselves are second sons of nobles without titles.

After years of experience, in terms of breathing techniques and extraordinary martial arts, he might not be as strong as the noble knight of Leia.

But their actual combat experience, especially the experience of large-scale military groups, is much greater than that of the noble coalition forces who fight security battles every day.

If the Iron Fist Regiment took on the responsibility alone, its troops and combat effectiveness would definitely not be able to defend Bear Gnawing Fort, and at best they could only passively defend Wolf Pit Fort.

Without the Xiongganbao outpost, the battle to defend Wolfpitbao would result in heavy casualties.

If the Guards come to the rescue and save Beargnawing Castle, both the Guards and the Iron Fist will suffer losses, but they will be very small.

After weighing the pros and cons, supporting Xiong Ganbao is the best strategy.

But this Pope chose to turn around and head towards Ladenburg.

Why didn't the Border Knights take the shortcut through the Thorn Garden to attack Beargnawing Castle, but instead took the longer route to attack Laden Castle?
Besser believed his report made it clear.

"Your Majesty is so selfish."

"What did you say?" The follower next to Besser was full of questions.

Besser glanced at him and said, "Can't you see? His Majesty said he trusts the Iron Fist, but in reality he doesn't believe it at all.

He had to go to Ladenburg for two reasons. The first was to intimidate our brothers in North Mound County, and the second was to deplete the strength of the Iron Fist Regiment.

I really have to admire him, but his method, huh, I despise it!
If it were Her Majesty Meliati, he would never use such insidious tricks!"

Besser's voice was not loud, but the follower was so scared that he covered his mouth: "Don't want to die! How can you say that here?"

The follower knew Besser's character, so he followed him all the time for the next two days, fearing that he would say something disastrous.

Just as they arrived near the border, they received a piece of news - Xiongken Fort had been lost.

Even if he tried to restrain himself, Besser couldn't help but curse, "Poor Saint Sun!"

(End of this chapter)