When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

Chapter 926: Forward, Forward! Raise our flag! (XIV)

Greasy and blood-stained oil paper packages were passed between the red-robed monks and the blood knights.

The red-robed monk was still muttering as he was sending the message: "Lord, please have mercy on us and stop your holy warriors from getting restless."

After getting the oil paper packages, the Blood Knights devoured them with the oil paper in their mouths without blowing the horns.

Although the Blood Knights have low IQs, they have no problem eating and moving normally because they are not real zombies.

But being able to carry out normal human activities does not mean that they are obedient.

If you want them to obey, you still need two things - the horn and meat.

Needless to say, the horn is a key tool for commanding the Blood Knights.

As for the meat, it is not ordinary meat.

Just as the Edict Knights need to consume large amounts of monster meat, potions, or eat two or three times more food than ordinary people, the Blood Knights also have to consume meat.

However, their meat is not the meat of monsters, but the flesh of low-level breathing humans.

Although the red-robed monks call them Blood Knights, their "bloodline" is closer to that of Ogres.

Watching the blood knights crunching the raw meat, the red-robed monk drew an inverted character "弔" on his chest.

Just as he was about to continue standing up, he felt a cloud of dust coming towards him.

Alaric pulled the reins and the horse stood up: "Have the Blood Knights regained their restlessness?"

Looking at the blood knights chewing their meat, the red-robed monk was not sure: "It may be the sequelae of the divine magic. They are a little out of control."

"Didn't the divine magic suppress your horn? What does it have to do with them?" Alaric said anxiously, "We must win this battle! No matter what, once this monk regiment collapses, you must immediately attack the guard regiment in the rear."

At this point, no matter how many blood knights are killed, they must charge.

Because this is the most crucial factor in determining the outcome. No matter how much we lose at this moment, it will not be in vain.

The red-robed monk looked back at the blood knights, gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I don't know how to fight with cavalry, so I'll ask you to take command."

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The recoil of the clockwork cannon caused gravel to roll down the entire slope.

Despite the construction of triangular forts and artillery positions, the height of these three earth slopes will not exceed ten meters.

On a large rock at the top of the slope, there was a waterproof sheepskin map. A group of staff monks, led by Pettier, were gathered in front of the map and discussing in a low voice.

Not far from the monks, Horn was sitting on a large wooden stake, putting on his breastplate.

Hakuto stood beside Horn, nodding from time to time, probably listening to Horn's lecture.

Next, the commander-in-chief who would preside over the overall battle situation would be Hakuto.

"Your Majesty, do you really want to command the Guards Regiment yourself?"

"Of course, I will stand with my fellow monks."

Bonard was at a loss: "You still have to take charge of the situation..."

"I'm personally on the battlefield, which means that I won't be able to command you effectively." Hanging the Blood Cloud on his belt, Horn's eyes lit up, "It's time to do this."

"So how do you plan to deal with the Great Knight?"

"When he started to charge, the cannons fired. When he rushed to the front, the infantry stopped him. After the infantry stopped him, the cavalry engaged him. Then the cannons fired and the musketeers fired."

After waiting for a long time, Horn had put on his leg armor, and Bonard finally realized: "There's nothing at the back?"

"No more."

"Don't you have any trump cards prepared to restrain the Great Knight?"

"The staff monks and I have deduced this many times, but there is no solution." Hakuto said with a straight face.

"You all know that the other side has a great knight, so why is there no solution?" Bonard still couldn't believe it.

Before Chief of Staff Pettier could answer, Bernardo began to speak rapidly:

“So what if we know the other side has a great knight?

Then let me ask you, how fast does he run? What kind of armor does he wear? How long can he fight? What blessing does he have?"

Bonard was speechless.

“You don’t know this, and we don’t know this.

All we know is that the other side has two great knights, Boardman is from a noble family, and Raffl is from a royal knight.

Who can give us the specific information and data of the Great Knight?
There are only a few great knights in the world, so it is very easy to block the news.

I did ask the French spies, and there are also great knights in France, and they said they would consider it, and they have been considering it until now. "

The more Bonard listened, the paler his face became. "The General Staff didn't make a plan? Doesn't that mean they don't have any trump cards at all?"

"You turn over a card, and I turn over a card, and we see who has more cards... Are you playing cards?" Bernardo couldn't help but sneer.

After kicking Bernardo on the calf, Pettier glared at him. Among the privy monks, there are also staff monks and clerical monks.

Bernardo's group of staff monks have been unhappy with clerical monks like Bonard for a long time.

Horn, who was changing his clothes and armor, was not nervous at all: "If you want to ask if there is a way to restrain the Great Knight, there is Bonard, there is." Horn spread his hands and let Xiao Zhongzi put on the iron gloves for him: "For example, the steel chariot driven by the clockwork gear will be defeated in seconds.

But now, we have no such weapon, and our only recourse is to kill his horse, force him to dismount and fight on foot, and then bombard him at close range with the clockwork cannon.

This is how we killed Prince Condé, and this is our current goal."

"Then find a way to kill his horse, such as using a spiral gun!" Bonard asked quickly.

"Do you think the General Staff has never done any deductions? The vest of the dragon blood horse is too hard, and there are scales under the horse hair."

"Then use a clockwork cannon."

"The Knight is too fast and the clockwork cannon is too inaccurate. Unless he stands still and lets us shoot, the chances of hitting him are slim."

"That……"

"We have deduced all the weapons. There is indeed a way to restrain the Great Knight, but it's a gamble! If we are not careful, all 20,000 of us will be buried here!"

Bonard's lips trembled.

Horn, who was wearing iron boots, laughed: "Think about it, what cards did we have against the Imperial Order Company in Pavia Village?"

"..."

"When we were facing Prince Kongdai, who was a half-step great knight, in Cheese Bay, what cards did we have?"

"..."

"If you don't always have the cards and methods to restrain the other side, then you will make the mistake of opportunism." Patting his knees, Horn stood up and said, "Since the Second Thousand Valley War, we have been rectifying our internal politics, unifying our thoughts, seeking support from France, and recruiting new soldiers.

On the Nauan River defense line, we consumed tens of thousands of enemy troops, and in the Battle of Malenbo, we wiped out 20,000 enemy troops in one fell swoop.

In Ladenburg, we defeated 20,000 border knights. Carrie led 4,000 mountain cavalry and helped me tie down the 20,000 troops in the Thorn Garden.

We quickly marched to Haji Castle, while the guards in the rear passed messages, destroyed roads, and delayed the reinforcements from Xialu City.

Finally, in the local battlefield of Gray Robe Hill, the ratio of our forces reached 20,000 to 30,000.

We scouted the terrain in advance and occupied strategic positions. After an afternoon of fighting, we also figured out the enemy's troop strengths, weaknesses, and deployment.

We were ready, deployed, and started the battle, and also went according to plan, almost destroying the morale of most of the infantry and a small part of the cavalry.

As for the Grand Knight, we have obtained all the relevant intelligence we could before and during the battle.

Although I don't know everything, at least I know it.

Just because we don't have a trick or the strength to crush us, are you afraid and won't fight?"

Horn led a warhorse over, with a smile on his face, which was rare, but also full of iron and fire: "In the end, there is only one way to fight a war, and that is to fight to the death.

This is my final trump card. In Pavia, in Montenegro, in the Cheese Bay, in La Danburg… my trump card is always the same.

My trump card is that I have made all the preparations, and now I just need to trust their strength."

With a determined look, Horn stretched out his finger and pointed at the monks of the regiment not far away.

Believe in their power...

Bonard subconsciously followed Horn's fingertips, but all he saw was the Chongxin Regiment on the verge of collapse, and all he heard was the Blood Knight horn being blown again.

Their power?
Mounting his horse, Horn led dozens of riders and rushed towards the Guards Regiment.

Bonard stood on the top of the slope dejectedly, not knowing what to feel.

"Master Hakuto... huh?"

Bonard just looked up and wanted to ask Hakuto what he could do, but he caught a glimpse of red out of the corner of his eye.

He blinked, quickly calculated the direction in his mind, and rushed to Hakuto and Petie, "You, look!"

"What are you looking at?"

"The Blood Knight is charging towards us. Oh no, it is the Blood Knight who is charging towards Your Majesty!"

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The blood cloud around his waist was vibrating, but Horn didn't notice it.

His attention was completely drawn to the Blood Knights. Although they were far away, he could still feel their presence.

The aura was almost identical to the red eyes he saw in the astral rift.

Cold, crazy, yet with motherly warmth and familiarity.

There is no mistake, Horn’s eyes are frighteningly bright, there is no mistake!
"Are they attacking the battery?"

Horn did not reply, but turned his horse around and rushed a few steps in the opposite direction.

Those blood knights actually turned the corner.

Horn was certain, although he didn't know why, these blood knights had lost control and were actually chasing him?!

"Let's go." His Majesty the Holy Sun suddenly turned his horse's head, "Send my holy flag to the Guards Regiment. The flag is there, the people are there!
Tell them that the Holy Flag is not the Pope's Flag, but the Holy Union Flag!"

(End of this chapter)