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Chapter 58 Heavenly Road Baptism, The Southern Expedition Begins!

Chapter 58 Heavenly Road Baptism, The Southern Expedition Begins!
The war is about to begin.

The army is preparing, and Feng Daofu also needs to make two preparations.

First things first, rock climbing.

Precipitous and winding Jewel Bay.

The rocks are exposed and covered with moss, just like the Qiangtang Plateau with thin air.

Boom!

The waterfall makes a majestic roar, like a giant laughing up to the sky.

The rock wall was as steep and sharp as a knife, and Feng Daofu stood in front of him, as small as an ant.

Human's weak body cannot compare with the magnificence of nature.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Maoluo couldn't help but said: "Master."

Valentina held her back.

Da Maoluo also shook his head at her, and then came to Feng Daofu with a wine bottle.

Vondorf rubbed his fingers with alcohol to clean away sweat and dirt, then applied a layer of rosin powder and dusted off the excess.

After moving his fingers for a moment, Feng Daofu's fingertips touched the first small bump on the rock wall.

He closed his eyes, and the countless exercises in the past half a year reappeared with the visual mental image, and an illusory figure was climbing on the rock wall.

At first, there was the weightlessness and suffocation of falling, but soon the figure became more and more proficient in each of the thousand moves on the route.

The feeling of each hand point, the feeling of stepping on each foot point, the speed, direction and angle of each movement
Everything was crystal clear, and the shadow reached the top, looking down.

call!
The black eyes opened, overlapping with the phantom's eyes, burning with the same wildfire of conquest.

Feng Daofu used his upper body strength and stepped on two rock points with his feet. The tiny ant got rid of gravity and climbed toward the sky little by little!
five meters
ten meters
15 meter.
under the cliff.

Brunhild held her twin daughters and couldn't help holding her breath.

She could hear Margaret and Blue Tit murmuring softly next to her: "Lonely and free souls."

Silver Haired Girl does not have as good literature to express emotion as Priestess and Shaman.

She just shook her daughter silently and whispered: "Come on daddy."

The black-haired and silver-haired twin baby girls opened their eyes.

Two pairs of beautiful purple eyes reflected the figure climbing toward the sky.

They yelled twice, as if they understood Brunhilde's words.

"Spiritual pursuit and belief beyond material things."

Ingrid, who had nothing to do, followed, her gray eyes fixed on a series of white palm prints on the rock wall, like a ladder to the sky.

The inner impression was refreshed again, and I subconsciously compared it with my husband, and then came up with the result.
Call ~
Before I knew it, half an hour passed.

At an altitude of [-] meters, Feng Daofu was lying on an almost vertical rock wall, his fingers embedded in the gaps, and he moved with difficulty on the uneven uneven surface of the rock wall.

It's like your body is being squeezed by a mountain until it crushes you.

But the person who conquered the mountain this time didn't even have a single breath.

In just over half a year, Feng Daofu's body has grown rapidly and he has become stronger than an adult Viking.

Under the nascent sunshine, with every breath, the shoulders and back are pulling the body upward, like a blooming butterfly, full of masculine energy.

To conquer the crack, there is a long strip of boulder in front of it, forming a very narrow space with the rock wall.

The only points of strength are the curled edges of the stone and the depressions in the stone seams. Two fingers must be used to support the weight of the body.

This is a few meters long road to heaven, and it is also the last and most difficult route.

Feng Daofu placed his left hand at the bottom and his right hand at the top. He grasped the gap between the rock wall and the boulder with his fingers, exerted force on his lower limbs and waist, and walked up step by step.

The contact area between the toes and the rock wall is only the size of a small fingernail.

If there is a slight mistake, the balance disappears instantly.
Just thinking about it makes the legs of Ingrid and the others below go weak.

Time passed quietly, and everyone was too nervous to look directly.

Feng Daofu's footsteps are getting slower and slower, and he can feel the burning pain in his fingers, like rice grains stuck under the grinding wheel of life.

His energy was being depleted rapidly, and sweat soaked his cheeks and body.

Someone seemed to be saying in my ear: stop, take a break, aren't you very afraid of pain?It's a good day, so why come to suffer!
Boom!
The heart beats powerfully.

The sound of gurgling water in the blood vessels is like a mountain spring, washing away all sounds.

Feng Daofu suddenly came to his senses. He had already crossed the Heavenly Road and was only one step away from reaching the top.

click!
Grasping the cracks on the top of the mountain with his strong hands, Feng Daofu climbed onto the rock.

The breeze from the top of the mountain blew slowly, and Feng Daofu turned back to look at the way he came.

A round of fiery red sun, along the coast are volcanic rocks tens of millions of years ago, eroded by seawater into pebbles, which look like a chain from a distance, and the towering ridge is like a solid line of defense.

The towns and rivers have all become shrunken picture scrolls, hazy in the light mist, seemingly real and unreal.

This naturally uncarved pulpit seems to be able to lead to another sacred world.

Overlooking Baoshi Bay, overlooking the vast world, enjoying the beauty of the natural gift in silence, Feng Daofu suddenly burst into a surge of heroism.

At this moment, a dozen ascetic monks came over.

"Holy One."

The leader held an oak two-handed sword and handed it over with reverence.

The second thing is to practice swordsmanship.

Feng Daofu grabbed the hilt of the sword, closed his eyes, and bare-chested, his senses captured the movement.

After his actual test, the blind swordsman was deified. When the sight is limited, it is impossible to catch the movement accurately by hearing alone. To find the opponent mainly depends on the sense of touch.

Only the two-handed sword can be used as a limb extension to extend the range of one's own touch.

The sword pulses, silently, scanning the surrounding contours.

In a dark world, the senses become sharper.

The roar of the waterfall, the breath of the mountain breeze, and the ethereal singing voice of the girl: "The keel hull of the ship, passing by endless waves."

call!
One of the ascetics moved!

Just like the thunder in the dark night, it played in the silent place.

The rushing ascetic was about to swing his wooden sword when he suddenly saw the black-haired saint with his eyes closed, tilting his head and smiling at him.

The ascetic monk's pupils suddenly shrank like needle eyes.

Boom!

The waterfall cascades down, hitting the rocks and splashing water.

Among the broken petals of water, a brilliant sword light reflected!

There was a muffled bang, and the ascetic monk held his painful chest and staggered back to the side.

After completing the baptism of the heavenly road, he could still thrust out such a fast sword. The ascetic monk looked at the one-sided battle with horror, fear and admiration.

"The hull of the ship is far away from the cold current of the fjord, the jackdaws fly across my vast territory, war songs, legends, everything is destined."

The ultimate in mystery and darkness, with a distant and clear echo.

clang!
The sound of gold and iron clattering.

An ascetic monk barely blocked the big sword, but the force transmitted to his arm exploded, and he was directly frozen by the sword!
Before he could recover, Feng Daofu had already raised his arm and chopped again.

The whistling sound of the air seemed to explode.

The ascetic monk forcibly lifted the sword, and the next moment he was directly pressed down with the sword, and felt the sliding of the wooden sword tip in his throat.

He shook his head and exited consciously.

"I am a strong shield and a spear. We share the joys and sorrows and plunder the mortal enemy. We work together as one!"

Two other ascetics entered the battle.

As soon as he stepped forward, the terrifying sweep was already in front of him.

They raised their swords to parry in unison, and their posture was deformed as they were crushed by the force.

Before they could adjust, they saw the black-haired saint slashing forward and back with more than a dozen slashes, like a rotating helicopter propeller.

The faces of the two changed at the same time, but they were helpless, and they were beaten out of the arena without persisting for a while.

"The broken sail, swaying in the sea of ​​blood, the Shura battlefield, blood-stained glory, a corner of the shield shattered, turned into pieces of wood!"

One after another the ascetics fell.

Feng Daofu twirled and danced the sword with his right leg as the center, and the muscles of his whole body swam like a python, and countless atomized sweat was shaken out as he moved.

Like a mountain rock bearing a waterfall, it has become more condensed after years of washing.

"As mortal iron, steel can be tempered hundreds of times. When the flames rise, the evening bell will always ring. With the glory, I will meet Io. With golden light and holy voice, we are like gods. Asgard is calling!"

Feng Daofu suddenly understood.

You don't need to worry about where the enemy is, you just need to step forward and swing your sword.

When you have a crushing advantage in strength, great strength, strong physical fitness, and good coordination, you can do whatever you want.

The two-handed sword with the advantage of attack distance can be used so simply and crudely.

This is the integration of offense and defense, the sword of the strong!
—It's another thing to come across a spear.

boom!
The last dervish fell.

Feng Daofu opened his eyes, and news came from the panel at the right moment.

"Complete the baptism of the Pilgrim of Io Cult"

"Running upgrade!"

"Acquire Specialty - Energetic (Life Recovery +10%, Physical Penalty -20%)"

"Upgrade your hands!"

"Acquire Specialty - Master Swordsmanship (strength +1, two-handed weapon damage +10%)"

"Investigation upgrade!"

"Acquiring the Specialty - Keen Eyes (Penalty for Vision Difficulty -50%, Chance of Prisoner Escape -50%)"

In the ascetic monk's eyes, he looked like a god.

Cliffs, waterfalls, red sun, ocean.

Feng Daofu opened his arms, laughed and let go of his voice: "Over the storm and thunder, only glory will accompany you!"

"Eternal echo, Valhalla calls to me!"

everything's ready!
At the beginning of July, the weather was fine, and it was the day of the Southern Expedition.

In the carriage, three Mauro were putting on armor for Feng Daofu.

This is more than half a year, and Feng Daofu carefully crafted the entry full armor.

"Reinforced Full Body Armor (Protection +4)"

First put on the armor, which has many straps to tie the sheet metal parts, and armor pieces are sewn on the armpits and elbows.

The large armor plates at the front and rear are painted black and trimmed with gold, making it look oppressive.

The protruding degree of the chest and abdomen is increased, and the entire defensive surface is no longer close to the body. While greatly enhancing the comfort, it also has a considerable buffer space, which can better disperse the impact force through deformation and greatly increase the defensive ability. .

The shoulders are wide shoulder armors directly connected to the breastplate through straps and hinges, which protect the fragile shoulder openings while minimizing restrictions on shoulder movement.

The leg armor has a movable ring skirt, which covers the weak point at the junction of the body armor and the leg armor without hindering body movements at all, and can also protect it with ordinary swords and swords.

The gloves use lobster hands for two-handed swords. They are shaped like boxing gloves and have first-class protection. The skirt is equipped with a hard baffle to protect the wrists, and the protection exceeds that of full-finger gloves.

All are lined inside to prevent the plates of the armor from rubbing against each other and to ensure the comfort of the armor.

After adjusting it, Da Maoluo put a golden crest that looked like a pope's crown on his helmet, put on a big black silk and crepe satin robe over his armor, and hung an A-line necklace around his neck.

Feng Daofu pulled up his mask and glanced at the thin, V-shaped black visor in the carriage glass.

The overall model is based on Milan A, which is also a bit like Lothric Knights A, with some improvements.

There are many shortcomings, such as the helmet affecting vision and senses, the opening range of the lobster hand is limited, and the holding feeling is average.

The former relies on the specialty-keep-sighted immunity, and basically does not affect the command of the army after the bonus.

The latter has a specialty - Sword Master, and several control bonuses from the specialties. This small flaw can be made up for by these.

After more than half a year of adjustments, the finalized product perfectly conforms to the design drawing.

Feng Daofu thought: "My invention is more and more useful."

It is a pity that there are not enough qualified workers and the production capacity is limited.

After saving for more than half a year, only the fifty most elite ascetics can be equipped with plate armor, and the other two-handed heavy infantry are still mainly equipped with plate armor.

In addition to qualified steel, plate armor also needs qualified sheet metal craftsmen.

Plate armor is a good thing, but it is a pity that it is a bit expensive.

When discussing plate armor, many people like to use the thickened breastplate of a musketeer when describing protection, and replace it with the cheapest large white infantry armor when describing the price.

The plate armor was not perfect, but it had no notable flaws either.

Some people like to talk about plate armor maintenance. According to Vondorf's strength test, they can directly dent the armor plate with an ax with all their strength, and they can knock it back with a hammer on the spot.

This thing is made of cold-forged sheet metal, just like a knife that can be bent and straightened and can continue to cut people. If the armor plate is dented, it can be hammered back. As long as the toughness is OK, you can continue to use it.

After adjusting his clothes, Feng Daofu got out of the car and led the Valkyries all the way to the coastal cliffs under the enthusiastic eyes of the First Brigade and the people.

The big bell rang three times, and Feng Daofu said loudly: "God God Io, our Father God, today, your children are about to lead an army to fight the blond mad king in a desperate battle. Please protect us and become the victor. By."

After saying this, he came to the selected reindeer sacrifice.

Facing the sea at the end of the world, Feng Daofu bent down and stretched out his hands. In the eyes of everyone, he forcibly lifted a reindeer weighing one or two hundred kilograms high!
in the sun.

The strong figure holding the reindeer high is like a mythical giant supporting the sky!

The sense of power rushing to the face made everyone tremble and hold their breath.

Until watching Feng Daofu throw the reindeer on the altar, kill him with a sword, cut open the abdomen and take out the internal organs, and said loudly: "Good omen!"

The enthusiastic cheers and applause erupted completely.

when--!
The long and powerful ringing of nine bells spread throughout the bay. Everyone was excited about the good omen and happily walked all the way to the dock.

More than 100 warships were moored at the port densely, and a large number of logistics personnel such as carpenters, stonemasons, blacksmiths, and farriers boarded the ships first.

They will have the responsibilities of armor makers, fletchers, and engineers.

After the materials were arranged properly, the soldiers of the first brigade also boarded the ship in an orderly manner.

Vondorff took Brunhilde and Eva aboard last.

He stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the ocean, watching the people enthusiastically holding flower baskets and spreading flowers.

Sunshine, sea of ​​flowers, bells.

The saint in black and golden crown held up his long sword: "Go to sea! Go south!"

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  This chapter was harder to write than I expected, but luckily I worked it out. There will be another chapter later, so get excited!
  
 
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