Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1445 1417. March

"Okay, it's time!"

The missionary of the Eternal Fire held up the church's classic at this time, and the flame pattern rising on the hard cover was reflecting blue light.

That was the magic-blocking gold inlaid on the cover of the book.

It was four o'clock in the morning, the most tired and careless time in the human schedule.

And on the hill where the High Hill Castle was located, a fully armed human army was gathering from several directions.

Velen was a worthless no-man's land, except that a fortress was built here for military reasons and the army was stationed there when the border of Temeria was not stable.

It has been here for hundreds of years, and it is not worth the military-level consumption to carry out activities.

The existence of the army for one day is a huge consumption, and the consumption is doubled when it is active.

It takes a large-scale army to scrape the entire Velen land clean.

But the income after scraping the land is completely disproportionate to the expenditure of mobilizing the army.

Because of this, the province of Velen has not had any major troubles in the history of Temeria.

But today, there are a total of 500 troops, and they don't have any badges or flags to indicate their identities.

They just gathered here with murderous intent and ill intentions.

"The eternal fire will protect us!"

The missionary with a red hood and a beard was preaching in a deliberately literary tone.

"Neither witchcraft nor evil magic can harm us! Just because we are doing a glorious and just cause: driving the dirty mutants and monsters, and evil wizards out of the human home!"

The mountain path cannot accommodate too many people marching in parallel, so the soldiers can only line up in a long line and re-arrange themselves near the battlefield.

The missionary stood on the stone beside the path, and the soldiers below were endless, and he earnestly repeated the inspiring sermon again and again.

"No need to be afraid! No need to worry! Under the blessing of the eternal fire, we will be invincible!"

"We are the sharp blade that drives out evil! We are the raging wind that sweeps away filth!"

"The fire illuminates the bright road for us, drives out darkness, and guides us even after death! Dare to block the fire, you will burn yourself! Seek death!"

"Eternal fire, we pray to you!

Eternal fire, we will pour our faith into you!

Eternal fire, there is no other god in our hearts!"

The missionary kept leaning over and making gestures, as if he was spreading the blessing of the eternal fire to every soldier who passed by him.

The missionary's face was full of piety and enthusiasm, and together with the soldiers' long marching team and the noisy sound of armor marching, it formed a fanatical atmosphere.

Everyone felt that they had been blessed and recognized by some unspeakable higher power in their hearts.

And they believed from the bottom of their hearts that it was the holy power of the eternal fire!

The missionary wearing a fiery red hood had a warm expression and a warm heart.

He looked at the warriors who walked past him and bowed their heads to the Eternal Fire Canon in his hand from time to time.

With such a powerful army, under the inspiration of the Eternal Fire, the White Rose Knights summoned their greatest strength.

Although in recent years, the people recruited by the Knights are actually the sons of tailors and merchants who have made money, rather than the traditional sons of nobles.

But these people have money and joined the Knights. After training for a few years, they are at least professional soldiers. In addition, their family background can buy them all kinds of good equipment.

Five hundred professional knights with good equipment, this force can be called "coming out in full force" even if it is placed in the hands of any earl in peacetime.

It is no wonder that Heward, the Duke of Elland, is willing to spend a lot of effort to win over this Knights.

The rapid expansion of the Knights depends on the support of the Eternal Fire in faith.

The missionaries of the Eternal Fire were also trying to take advantage of the Knights.

The Eternal Fire originated in Novigrad. Although it was also spread in Temeria, the atmosphere was not warm enough, and the expansion and development of the diocese was not rapid enough.

And if under his leadership, the most famous mutant gathering place and worshippers in the world were cleared out, then his reputation and his achievements in the church!

The diocese in Temeria will expand vigorously! He might become the Eternal Fire Bishop of Temeria!

The missionary's voice was a little hoarse when he preached the doctrine of the Eternal Fire, but now it was louder, as if he was shouting at the top of his throat.

He looked up at the top of the hill, under the moonlight that was about to disappear, there was only a little fire flickering weakly.

The destruction of the castle would symbolize the rise of the power of the church!

The thick wood, with iron wrapped in many key positions, was trimmed into the shape of parts and began to be assembled with a "dong dong dong".

The siege equipment is rising!

The smell of iron and fire can no longer be concealed!

This smell makes the missionary happy physically and mentally. He has already planned to hold a burning meeting in Velen after the mission is completed!

Mutants, monsters or evil witches! The burning stake should be their destination!

And the flames burning on the stake are also the ladder for oneself to ascend!

"Praise the eternal fire!"

The missionary couldn't help but exclaimed loudly, attracting the knights to echo.

The iron parts of the huge iron-clad wood on the siege equipment flashed blue reflections under the moonlight or firelight shining through the forest.

These are all magic-blocking gold!

"Father, we will move forward bravely. When we take down this blasphemous castle, we will be the first to notify you."

The knight commander, who was already half bald, said to the missionary.

"I have no doubt about victory." The missionary looked at the knights' team and the siege equipment protected by magic-blocking gold and nodded, "I just hope you can capture a few more alive, and then hold a grand and solemn trial in the sacred flame."

"Swords and killing are just a process. In the end, the belief in the eternal fire is still the most important. Do you understand, Your Excellency the Knight?"

"I understand, Father." The knight commander also stood on the stone platform on the side of the road, looking down at the knights rushing to the battlefield, and then he turned sideways, letting half of his body block the missionary.

"But can you... uh, I mean, can you sprinkle more protection of the Eternal Fire?"

The missionary looked at the Knight Commander and raised his eyebrows knowingly.

On the half of his body that was covered, the missionary reached into his pocket and took out a piece of blue metal ornament, and also secretly put it into the Knight Commander's hand.

Although the fact that the inhibitory effect of magic resistance gold on chaos magic has been verified for dozens or hundreds of years, many of these knights have never been exposed to magic, monsters, and mutants.

They still feel unsure.

Fortunately, the Eternal Fire is financially strong, and the Knights have also carried out speech control, so this little ideological vacillation is harmless.

And the missionary has taken out a lot of money from his own treasury in order to promote his position in the church in the future, and he doesn't mind taking out a few more magic resistance gold amulets.

The team is getting closer and closer to Gaoqiu Castle. Once they get on the main road on the mountain, the marching speed will be faster!

At the same time, the siege equipment will be assembled and pushed up the mountain!

The knights all held torches, and in this autumn night, the dim light from the torches reflected their faces.

Excited, nervous, and impatient.

Although most people here have never seen a demon hunter or a warlock casting spells in their lives, they have only heard rumors.

But basically no one thinks they will lose.

It's just a castle with only sixty garrisons and no equipment.

Not to mention that these sixty people are just "mutant followers", even if they are all mutants, what's wrong?

Can a body made of potions and chemicals block the axes and guns stabbed by dozens of people at the same time? The rain of arrows shot at the same time?

Or can it block the stone bullets from the catapult? The spears fired from the crossbow?

How can they fight?

Not to mention, most of them are probably asleep at this time!

So the knights moved forward with their heads held high.

But on the castle on the top of the mountain.

Lincoln didn't light too many torches for lighting, so the castle seemed even more silent and desolate in the dark night, but no one in the castle slept tonight.

Because everyone knew before Lan En left that the attack would most likely be today.

The Embers were not afraid of war, but tonight, they felt a little strange.

"Can you really see the moon outside of Irithyll?"

Wearing a weird, exaggerated yellow chef's hat, [Yellow Fingers] Hazel was looking up at the sky and looking down at the outside of the city wall.

Her hat was not just yellow, to be precise, she was now a translucent humanoid silhouette with a yellow glow.

This was the state of the soul summoned by [White Mark Wax Stone].

On the city wall, the other figures that seemed out of place with the Embers were all the same.

Translucent and glowing souls, but their colors were not uniform.

In the evening before nightfall yesterday, Lincoln had copied the parchment scroll left by Lan En with [White Mark Wax Stone] out of caution.

The souls appeared one after another, but they didn't seem surprised that the one who summoned them was a young man they had never seen before.

Lincoln thought that it was because his master had informed them in advance.

However, the secretary still felt a little uncomfortable.

Judging from the appearance of these souls, Lincoln could only say that there were many strange clothes.

This was not surprising. After all, it was difficult to recognize people after wearing heavy armor, and the powerful and unique knights made their armor fancy in order to pursue their own recognition. This was quite common even when Cintra was still there.

What made Lincoln feel wrong was the expressions of these people after seeing them and this world.