Law of the Devil

Expedition day!

The news that Duke Tulip's army is heading north has already spread all over the world under the deliberate propaganda of the empire.

On this day, the grand expedition ceremony also attracted countless citizens of the imperial capital to watch.

Just outside the imperial capital, on the north side of the former Royal City Guards Corps, the mobilized reserve reinforcements and part of the local garrison have completed the assembly-of course, the local garrison is only assembled from the surrounding areas of the imperial capital. , while the garrison mobilized from other places went directly north on the spot in order to gain speed.

This kind of grand expedition ceremony is also to stimulate the morale of the people inside the empire. On this day, in the military fortress where the Royal Guards were stationed, teams and teams of fully armed soldiers set off, lined up one after another. The marching column of the road, surrounded by the citizens who heard the wind on both sides of the road, rushed northward in mighty strength.

Seeing the army of the empire marching out, under the deliberate orders of the officers, every soldier tried his best to hold his head high and his chest high, showing his heroic spirit, his polished armor and Xiaoxiao's leather boots trampled on the ground, The faint dust, such a majestic military appearance, immediately aroused the enthusiastic cheers of countless people around.

Some female citizens even threw the flowers they had prepared into the queue. From a distance, this group of soldiers who set out for the expedition seemed to be walking on a road covered with flowers...then Waves of cheers came one after another, and some people took the lead in shouting slogans such as "Long live the thorn flower, long live the empire. Long live the tulip".

Excitement and excitement are written on everyone's face...

"call……"

With a sigh, Yalor rode on the horse. He was wearing a silver cavalry commander's armor. He was equipped with a spear and a long sword on his horse. There was a bright red long feather on his helmet. , but it didn't seem to be able to arouse the excitement in Yalor's heart. He looked at the soldiers in front of the queue and were marching forward. For the excited people on both sides, Yalor's heart was filled with a trace of complexity at the moment.

The young faces of the soldiers—probably because they are all young men in the reserve who have never been to the front line. There seems to be no fear or tension on the faces of these people, as if they are full of youthful vitality and fighting spirit high spirited. These recruits who have been trained from the reserve battalion seem to have no idea what kind of cruel battlefield awaits them... perhaps. Under these innocent faces, they thought that war was about charging, winning, and receiving cheers and flowers like today...

Perhaps, it won't be long before, among these faces one by one. There will be people who kill or be killed on the battlefield full of gunpowder smoke and blood, and there will be people who will collapse because of fear, hold the long sword in their hands, and cry out their mother's name in fear...

There are still some, young man...

Alor shook his head hard. As an officer who graduated early in the first phase of the military academy, he is one of the few people who has truly experienced a real battlefield. Only he knows that when the drums of war sound, whether it is the enemy's fangs or a sword like a jungle in front, or That ferocious look. You also have to bite the bullet and rush forward - what a feeling that is!

He also knows that in the shadow of swords, guns and arrows, when the blade in your hand cuts into the body of the enemy, and the smelly blood is sprayed on your face - the first time, how dazed and uneasy was your heart? fear!

He also knows that when you see your colleagues die in battle one by one, lying in a pool of blood, the pain and hatred will drive you crazy.

He also knows that when you fight the enemy to the death. When the opponent's weapon pierced his armor and penetrated into his own flesh and blood, the inner torture of "Am I going to die?" would make the whole person fall into a kind of despair that almost collapsed...

"Alore, what are you sighing for?" Beside. A loud voice came. Yalor looked back, but it was Gabriel in military uniform. Gabriel was obviously like those young recruits, his face was full of excitement and excitement, even though he was riding on a horse, he couldn't help holding the long sword tightly with one hand.

"I'm thinking..." Yalore suddenly lowered his voice, his eyes swept over the young faces around him: "I'm thinking... when the war is over, will these fresh young lives be left behind?" How many of them can walk back alive safely and return to the arms of their relatives."

Hearing this, Gabriel frowned slightly. He glanced at the cadet captain with a little surprise. He has the highest military rank and the highest actual position awarded. He served as the commander of a cavalry regiment, commanding a total of 2,000 cavalry. His martial skills are not the highest among this group of people, nor is his wisdom the strongest, but, in every simulated push-up battle, he can always seize the opportunity to defeat his colleagues--perhaps, this is the rookie. The difference from before the veterans.

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

Seeing Gabriel's young and hearty smile, Yalor pursed his lips, revealing a faint smile.

It's just the eyes, it's still not easy.

"By the way, where is the Duke? Didn't he come to participate in the expedition ceremony?" Yalore asked casually.

On the day before the expedition, after a simple graduation ceremony in the military academy, eleven students, including him and Gabriel, were ordered to graduate early and go to the army to serve. And from then on, the title "Dean" was not allowed to exist on the battlefield. On the battlefield, for a military commander like Du Wei, you must call him the official title like other generals. The intimate title of "Dean" will make officers who graduated from other non-military academies think of favoritism.

"Well, my lord, he doesn't go with us, but has other plans. According to the agreement, we will gather in Yajin City, south of the eastern defense line."

Yalor nodded, expressing his satisfaction that Gabriel called Du Wei "my lord". Once on the battlefield, personal titles like "brother and brother" are not allowed in the army!

It seems that this young Earl Rollin is a very understanding person.

According to the troop dispatch plan drawn up by Du Wei before, the reinforcements this time include a total of about 20,000 reserve divisions, and about 30,000 troops drawn from various regions of the local garrison, which can be integrated into a division. And the quota of 10,000 private soldiers that Du Wei forcibly obtained from the military headquarters under various names. .

However, the route to the north is also divided into four routes. There are about 14,000 people along the way, including a part of the reserve division and the garrison troops drawn near the imperial capital. Last night, they carried warships directly at the pier of the imperial capital, heading east from the Lancang Canal all the way to the sea. After that, go directly to the northern front by sea. In this way, reinforcements can reach the Eastern Front as quickly as possible. second way. It is the army that I am currently in that is conducting the "expedition ceremony", two teams of the reserve division, plus some garrison troops, 16,000 people, going north by land, because most of these troops are Cavalry, so the speed will not be too slow.

third way. It is the local garrison that is geographically close to the north. If they don't come to the imperial capital to gather, they will go directly to the north.

The fourth route... Du Wei himself led 10,000 private troops - but Du Wei did not disclose the marching plan for this route to anyone.

To the west of the city, behind Yuema Town, at the foot of Brokeback Mountain, is the Tulip Courtyard.

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

Then he looked around, and in the Tulip Courtyard were hundreds of magician members he had recruited. And the five hundred bodyguard cavalry he always carried with him.

"Then, we are also ready to go." He smiled, and then glanced at the members of the magicians with different expressions behind him, all of which were recruited by him recently. Although most magicians are rebellious by nature, fortunately Du Wei is also a magician himself, and he is also a famous magic genius in the mainland, and he is also a disciple of the magister Gandolf. At this point, magicians are basically excluded. Rejection toward him——During all previous wars, magicians were unwilling to be dispatched by the empire's military. Even if he participated in the war, he did things according to his preferences, because the proud magician couldn't bear to be sent by those ordinary army generals.

But Du Wei is different.

What's more, now I have sworn allegiance to Du Wei. He also took so many top-grade equipment from others.

"Everyone." Du Wei turned around. Looking at the hundreds of "subordinates" wearing magician robes in front of him, all of these magician robes were made in a hurry. Each was also given a coat of arms of the Tulip family, as a sign of service to the Duke Tulip's own personal retinue of magicians.

"Your Excellencies, mages. Welcome to come here. I know that many people must find it strange that I summoned you here instead of setting off with a large army... Well, but I promise, what you saw today , will definitely make this trip worthwhile for everyone! Hehe, you are all magicians, so of course you can’t go north on horseback like ordinary troops, so here I am, and I’ve prepared a special means of transportation!”

After a pause, he deliberately smiled: "Besides, this thing is not yet announced, so it is not suitable to go out with the big troops. Now, our expedition ceremony begins... Your Excellencies, magicians, please get ready Pack your bags, and then we're ready to board the ship!"

Boarding?

Some magicians couldn't help but look a little strange-this is land, what kind of battleship are they boarding?

But then, I watched Du Wei walk to the huge grass field in front of the other courtyard.

Next, a magician in a white robe came out slowly.

The white robe... that is the status symbol of the great magician!

But what puzzled these magicians was that the great magician in white robes in front of him looked very old, with a thin body, white breath, thin face, and even a faint smell of obscenity. .

More importantly... on the mainland, any white-robed great magician is an extremely rare powerhouse, and each name is like a thunderbolt. Many of these magicians were in the magic union before, so it can be said that they are right. Every white-robed great mage recorded in the book should be familiar with it, but the white-robed great mage in front of him has such a face that no one recognizes him.

Hmm...it won't be fake...

"Hello, colleagues." The wretched old man in a white robe first bowed to everyone with a standard magician etiquette. Regardless of whether it was true or not, the other magicians quickly bowed their heads in return. After all, there are no white-robed mages in these magician retinues.

"Now, what everyone will see is the new magic war weapon of the Tulip family. Because of its appearance, it has never been publicly revealed before, so please don't be too surprised. Hehe, of course, it is no longer a secret, because As we go to the battlefield, its face will spread throughout the continent."

After finishing speaking, he coughed: "Finally, let me introduce myself. My name is... Gargamel, an eighth-level magician in the mainland."

This wretched old man in white robes was none other than that rat Prime Minister Gargamel!

After these years of unremitting efforts, and with the help of Gandalf in Green Robe, he finally made a breakthrough in his transfiguration. in a rat-shaped body.

Gargamel? .