The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

"Hail our holy Crown Prince! Hail the Immortal Grand Marshal of the Empire! May the flames of God-Emperor Sigmar burn Chaos!"

Thunderous roars reverberated among the endless army formations, all the military flags waved at the same time like a forest in the wind, tens of thousands of soldiers knelt down on one knee at the same time, and solemnly leaned their weapons in front of them, making the most impressive appearance of a soldier. Solemn etiquette.The majestic dragon waved its wings and slowly descended in front of them. The magnificence of this scene made everyone excited.

"May the flames of the God-Emperor turn Chaos to dust, and may the glory of the gods protect our swords! May our brave warriors march forward!"

Crown Prince Ashubi smiled and waved to the vast army formation, then jumped off the red dragon and strode onto the high platform that had been prepared.Six champions of the Kingswood followed him, their golden armor and white cloaks gleaming brilliantly in the sun.

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The crown prince's speech began. He briefly reviewed the great martial arts of the empire for hundreds of years, then talked about the various atrocities and crimes of the Chaos army, and then explained the current critical situation in Kislevgrad and the current situation. He talked about the battle situation in a very simple and engaging way, giving people a sense of empathy.

"When I commanded the Royal Forest Army to recover the city of Crodraff, we saw a terrifying altar made of flesh and blood. Thousands of bleeding human skins hung on the left and right sides of the altar, and countless brains and internal organs formed a blasphemy. Eight-pointed star, less than a thousand survivors out of the [-] residents of the entire city, rotting human heads are interspersed on the eaves of every house. In the place where the army of chaos has swept, how many prosperous towns and villages have turned into Such a hell! My comrades-in-arms, think about your familiar hometown, think about your loving parents, think about your beautiful lover, think about your lovely children! Are you willing to let this happen again in our beautiful motherland? My comrades-in-arms, my warriors, are you willing to let your relatives become the sacrifices of the evil Chaos Demon? My comrades-in-arms! Please answer me, answer Ashubi!"

The golden armored crown prince waved his arms vigorously, and his thick eyebrows furrowed violently. As a dragon knight, he possessed amazing magic power, and his dignified voice could be heard by the crowd within several miles.He knows how to capture the hearts of soldiers. This is a necessary mobilization ceremony before a big battle.

"Will not!"[

Thousands of voices sounded like a sea tide, and the noise was like angry thunder.Countless spears were lifted to the sky, countless swords struck the shields, and the entire army formation seemed to turn into a boiling sea. Ashubi's voice stirred their hearts.Hyde also roared fervently, this young newly-promoted divinely favored person is a person who is easily moved.

"No, never!"

His voice was like a lion's roar in the boiling army formation, and his eyes seemed to spew out fire.In fact, at that moment, he thought of a lot, he thought of his mother, he thought of the knight Edman who died heroically at the military station, he thought of the tragic human face on the body of Kharkov's chaotic war dog, and he thought of the grassland. Master Fred who fell in the fierce battle... waves of various memories impacted his young heart, and the holy seal of Mirmidia rose involuntarily.

"My comrades, you answered very well!"

A smile appeared on the handsome face of the red-haired crown prince, and he knew that his agitation had had an effect.After praising the brave warriors who participated in the Great Holy War with gorgeous rhetoric, he began to get down to business, and pulled out a shining scepter from his waist.

"Here are the warriors from the principalities of the great empire, the proud warriors of various knight orders and magic academies, the sharpest swords of the empire, and the ancient nobles and noble blood. But everyone understands that a The army needs a commanding leader. Unity and discipline will always be the eternal symbol of the empire's victory over a powerful enemy. Here, I submit to the order of the holy emperor, my noble father, and the resolution of the Imperial Privy Council, in accordance with According to the provisions of the Great Army Code of the Empire, the battlefield command of the Great Holy War Army and the Holy Commander's Staff of the Empire were officially given to the loyal sword of the Empire, the Imperial Marshal, and the honor of Jan Sobieski Altlanders who acted as the second Grand Marshal. Lord!"

The red-haired dragon knight raised the golden scepter high to the sky, and the golden griffin and huge ruby ​​shone brilliantly on the scepter.Despite the distance, Hyde could still feel the surging magical energy on the scepter, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, staring intently at everything that was about to happen.

"Is Marshal Yang coming soon? Is the commander-in-chief of the army coming soon? Is the legend of the undefeated empire coming soon?"

Hyde asked himself quietly in his heart, the long-awaited moment is coming, Marshal Yang, this legendary name, echoed in his ears so clearly and strangely.Although he has never met the legend of this empire, but because of his mother and Greenhill, he has a special kindness.Marshal Yang was once an attendant of his mother, Princess Anna, Marshal Yang was the husband of Miss Greenhill, who looked like a mother, and Marshal Yang was an acquaintance of Old Loren and Miss Lisa... For some reason, this name is so violent Stirring in his heart, he suddenly had a special feeling.

"Praise be to His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, loyal sword of the Empire, Jan Sobieski Outlanders at your command!"

With a calm voice, the ranks of Rick's army parted, and a brown half-griffin and its black-armored knight walked slowly, and there were joyful and noisy voices everywhere they passed.Hyde tried his best to look up, but he couldn't see the knight's face clearly, he could only see his dark green cloak and white feathers on his helmet swaying slowly in the wind.

When the semi-griffin advanced to 50 meters from the high platform, the knight in the green cloak jumped off the saddle bridge.After a deep bow, he took off his helmet, put his saber on the Griffin's saddle, and walked slowly towards the high platform covered with gold and red carpets.He had short black hair, was of medium height, had slender eyes and a different complexion from others, and his appearance seemed a little different from those of the Imperials and Mrs. Kisley.But for some reason, this special appearance suddenly flashed in Hyde's mind, and he felt a strange sense of familiarity inexplicably.

"Why is there a sense of familiarity? This should be a special appearance? Did I see this marshal when I was a child? No! It seems to be more distant, and I seem to have seen it a lot?"

Complicated thoughts flew in Hyde's mind, but he immediately blamed himself for his wild thinking.How is this possible!I am just a young man who never left the suburbs of Middenheim before the Great Holy War.Although Old Loren and Mrs. Greenhill both said that Marshal Yang has the blood of the distant Cathay Empire, there are no Cathay people in Middenheim. In fact, the empire only has the imperial capital Altdorf and the merchant's autonomous city of Mary. Only a small number of Cathay merchants appeared in Aburg, but those were places that Hyde had never set foot in.Where could he have seen many?

"You often think wildly inexplicably, and you almost got into trouble when the champion of the royal forest came on stage just now! You have to restrain your stupidity! Remember what occasion this is!" [

Hyde scolded himself severely in his heart, he didn't want any illogical things to happen again, yes, sometimes he would have some strange dreams, which were different from the memories of the past, very hazy and vague dreams , is a dream about some strange world, but a dream is always a dream, and he does not think that a dream can change reality.Because in the final analysis, miracles must be accomplished by their own hands.Although it has only been a short one and a half months since he woke up, his experience was forged with blood and fire. He understands what kind of world he is in, and he can clearly distinguish the connection between illusion and reality.

"By holy and immortal God-Emperor Sigmar, by glorious and glorious Wisdom Valkyrie Mirmidia, I, descendant of Ostland, son of Knight Voynich, Marshal Jan Sobieschio Trandus will use my soul and life to be loyal to my duty, and I will always be His Majesty's sword and servant!"

The marshal in black armor solemnly knelt down on one knee in front of the crown prince, and put his fist on his chest to swear an oath to the crown prince of the empire. His voice was not loud, but it carried an incredible shock. Everywhere can be heard in general.In fact, the [-] troops seemed to have fallen silent at this moment.Everyone stared intently at the Crown Prince and Marshal on the high platform, and the atmosphere became indescribably dignified.

"Honorable Marshal of the Empire, Lord of Honor Jan Sobieski Outlanders. This is the scepter of the Grand Marshal of the Empire, His Majesty the Former Emperor Julian, Father of the Reconstruction of the Motherland, His Excellency the Holy Marshal Marius The scepter forged, this is the scepter that has guided the soldiers of the Holy War for 200 years! Do you see it? Can you feel its heaviness?"

The crown prince held up the exquisite scepter with both hands, his expression became solemn and dignified.The six champions of the royal forest stood majestically around the red-haired crown prince, each holding their hands tightly on the hilt of their swords.At this moment, their figures are like invincible mountains, violently stirring in the air with unparalleled force.In this decisive occasion of the Great Holy War of the Empire, even the proud champions of the Imperial Forest did not dare to be abrupt.

"I saw it. This is the scepter of the empire's victory. In the past 200 years, eleven generals have held it. It is the glorious scepter of the motherland's reconstruction. Its weight carries the heart of the empire."

Marshal Yang's voice was calm and excited, and Mirmidiya's brilliant three-color holy seal rose majestically from behind him like shining wings spread out.At that moment, Hyde, who was also the Goddess of Mirmidia, clearly felt the resonance of the wise Valkyrie, even though it was hundreds of meters away.

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