Law of the Devil

Chapter XXIX [Exit]

Expedition day!

The news of the turkish army of the Duke of Tulips has already spread throughout the four sides under the deliberate propaganda of the empire.

On this day, Shanda’s ceremonies also attracted countless imperial citizens to watch.

Just in the station of the former Wangcheng Guards Corps in the north of the Imperial City, the reserve reinforcements mobilized and the part of the local garrison that has been assembled and assembled. Of course, the local garrison is only the army that gathers the area around the emperor, and other places. The garrison of the garrison troops went straight to the north in order to gain speed.

This grand ceremony was also to inspire the morale of the people inside the empire. On this day, in the military fortification of the Wangcheng Guards, a team of fully armed soldiers set off in a vertical and vertical position. The queue of marches, on the side of the road, surrounded by the crowds of people coming from the wind, rushing north to go.

Seeing that the army of the empire was open to the public, under the deliberate drinking of the officers, every soldier tried his best to stand up and show his heroic spirit, wiping the bright armor, and smashing the leather boots on the earth. The faint dusty, such a magnificent military capacity suddenly triggered a warm cheer from countless people around.

Some female citizens have thrown the flowers in their hands in the queue. From a distance, the soldiers of this team will appear to be on the road full of flowers...

The waves of cheering followed by waves, the voices of the people, and some people began to take the lead in slogans "Long live the thorns, long live the Empire, long live the tulips".

Everyone’s face is full of excitement and excitement...

"call……"

With a sigh, Alor rode in the battle, he was wearing a silver cavalry commanding the armor of the officer. Immediately with a stab gun and a long sword, a bright red feather was inserted in the helmet, and the cheers around the waves seemed to not excite the excitement of Alor. He looked at the queue and was full of mighty The soldiers who are advancing, the people who are excited on both sides, Yalor’s heart at the moment. It is full of a complex taste.

The young faces of the soldiers were huge because they were all young boys in the reserve who had not been on the front line. These people seem to have no fear or tension on their faces, as if they are full of youthful vitality and high morale. These recruits who have been trained from the reserve camp do not seem to know how to wait for them, how cruel the battlefield will be in front... Perhaps, under this simple face. They think that war is to charge, win, and then accept cheers and flowers like today...

Maybe, it won't take long. In this one-faced face, someone will kill or be killed on the battlefield filled with smoke and blood. Someone will be crushed by fear and hold a sword in his hand. The cry of fear cries out the mother’s name...

Still some, young people...

Alor tried to shake his head. As the first officer of the military academy to graduate early, he is one of the few people who have truly experienced the real battlefield. Only he knows that when the drums are ringing, whether it is an enemy’s fangs or a jungle-like sword, or That sly look, you must also rush to the front and feel like it!

He knows better. In the shadow of the sword and the gun, when the sharp edge of your hand cuts into the enemy's body, the stinking blood is sprayed on your face for the first time, what kind of sorrow and fear in your heart!

He also knows that when you see your peers die and die in the pool of blood, the pain and hatred will ruin you.

He also knows. When you and the enemy fight for life and death. When the opponent’s weapon pierced his armor and broke into his flesh and blood. The inner torture of "I am going to die?" will cause the whole person to fall into a desperate near collapse...

"Yalol, what are you sighing?" A loud voice came from around, and Alor looked back, but it was a costumed Gabriel. Gabri was obviously like the young recruits. His face was full of excitement and excitement. Although riding on the horse, one hand can't help but hold the sword tightly.

"I was thinking..." Yall suddenly lowered his voice and his eyes swept over the young faces around him: "I was thinking... when the war ended, these fresh young lives could still be left. How much can come back alive and return to the arms of their loved ones."

Gabri listened to this and couldn't help but frown. He looked a little surprised at the captain of the student as the only officer who had experienced the test of war. In this period of early graduates, Alor had the highest rank. He was awarded the highest practical position and served as the commander of a cavalry regiment. The commander was a full two thousand cavalry. His martial arts is not the highest in this group of people, and his wisdom is not the strongest. However, in every simulation battle, he can always grasp the fighters and defeat his peers. This is before the rookie and veterans. The difference is.

Thinking of this, Gabri smiled and raised his voice: "Okay, my captain, don't be so old-fashioned, you are only thirty years old."

Looking at Gabri's young and hearty smile, Alor's mouth smashed, revealing a faint smile.

Just looking, it is still not easy.

"Right, what about the Duke? Didn't he come to the ceremony?" Yaller asked casually.

On the day before the expedition, after a simple graduation ceremony at the military academy, eleven students, including him and Gabri, were ordered to graduate early and go to the army. Since then, the term "president" on the battlefield has not allowed to exist. Above the battlefield, you must call his lord like the other generals to the commander of Du Wei. The title of "dean" with a relative nature will make the military officers of other non-military colleges graduate with the idea of ​​being inferior.

"Well, the adult does not follow us, but has another plan. According to the agreement, we will assemble the meeting in Yajin City, south of the eastern defense line."

Alor nodded. He expressed his satisfaction with Gabriel's call for Du Wei as an "adult". Once on the battlefield, then in the army. It is not allowed to have a personal name like "brother and brother"!

It seems that this young landlord, Count Rolin, is a very clear person.

According to the troop plan that Du Wei had previously drafted, this reinforcement includes a total of about 20,000 troops in the reserve, and about 30,000 troops from various places in the local garrison. They can be integrated into one division. And Du Wei’s private military quota for 10,000 people forced to come to the military with various names.

However, the route to the north is also divided into four roads, one person, about 14,000. Including the part of the reserve division and the garrison troops that were dispatched near the Imperial Capital, it was directly carrying the warships at the terminal of the Imperial Capital last night. From the Qionglai Canal to the east, after going out to sea, it went directly to the northern front line from the sea. In this way, as soon as possible, let the reinforcements reach the eastern front as soon as possible. The second road is the army that is now in the “exhibition ceremony”. It is the two teams of the reserve division, plus some of the garrison troops, 16,000 people, from the land north, because most of these troops are cavalry. So the speed will not be too slow.

The third road is the geographical reserve near the northern part of the garrison. If you don’t come to the emperor, you will go straight to the north.

The fourth road...is Du Wei himself leading a 10,000-strong army, but this march is a march. Du Wei did not disclose it to anyone.

In the west of the city, after the horse town, the mountain is broken, and the tulip is not.

"At this time, the boring ceremony should be over." Du Wei sighed.

Then he looked around, in the courtyard of the tulip, the hundreds of magician members he recruited, and the five hundred guardian cavalry he had been carrying with him.

"So. We are also ready to go." He smiled and then glanced at the members of the magician who looked differently behind him. All of these magicians were recruited recently. Although most of the magicians are sexually awkward, fortunately, Du Wei himself has the status of a magician, and is also a famous magical genius in the mainland. At the same time, he is the disciple of the magician Gandoff. On this point, the magician is basically excluded. His repulsive psychology has always been in the midst of war. The reason why the magician did not want to be dispatched by the military of the empire. Even if it is to participate in the war, it is to do things by preference, because of the proud magician. I cannot tolerate being sent by ordinary military generals.

But Du Wei, it is different.

What's more, what I said now is also an oath of allegiance to Du Wei, and I have taken so many top-grade equipment.

"Everyone." Du Wei turned and looked at the "parts" in front of hundreds of magician robes. All of these magician robes were made out, and each person was given a tulip. The family's badge is shown to be the private magician of the Duke of the Tulip.

"Mr. Master, welcome everyone to come here, I know, I will bring you here, not with the big forces, there must be many people who feel strange... well, but I promise, what you see today. It will definitely make everyone worthwhile! Oh, you are all magicians, of course you can't ride horses like the ordinary army, so I am here, ready to use the same special means of transportation!"

After a pause, he smiled deliberately: "And, this thing, it is not yet announced, so it is not suitable for the expedition with the big forces. Now, our ritual ceremony begins... You are the magician, please be ready Take the bag, then we are ready to board the ship!"

Boarding the ship?

Some magicians can't help but look a little strange. Here is the land, what battleship?

But then, watching Du Wei walked to the huge pasture in front of the other house.

The next magician in a white robe slowly came out.

White robe... That's a symbol of the identity of the great magician!

But what puzzled these magicians was that the big magician in front of the white robe looked very old, thin and small, white breathing, thin face, and even faint with a bit of wretched taste. .

More importantly... On the mainland, any white robe magician is a very rare strongman. Each name is like a slap in the ear. Many of these magicians used to be in the magic union. You can say yes. Every white sorcerer who is on record should be very familiar with it. However, this white robe master is in front of him, but no one knows it.

Um... it won’t be impersonating...

"Everyone is good." The wretched old man in a white robe first bowed to everyone with a standard magician etiquette. Regardless of the true and false, other magicians quickly bowed their heads. After all, these magicians are from the team, but there is no white robe mage.

"Now, everyone will see the new magical war weapon of the tulip family, because its face has never been publicly exposed before, so please don't be too surprised. Oh, of course, now it is not a secret, because As we get on the battlefield, its face will spread throughout the mainland."

After that, he coughed: "Finally, introduce yourself, my name is... Gege Wu, the mainland eight magician."

The wretched old man in white robe is the mouse prime minister.

After years of unremitting efforts, coupled with the help of the green robe Gandorf, his transformation has finally made a breakthrough, after returning to the human body, after serving the youth, the old spring has solidified the body, and finally no longer has to sleep in one The mouse is in the shape of the body.

Gege Wu?