Chapter 52 Holy Light Knights [1]

On the central continent, there is no authority beyond the imperial kingdom than the Holy See. Believe in the supreme and omnipotent God of light and think that this is an omniscient and omnipotent gospel god. The holy light spreads the world. If an ignorant person believes in a false god, he will defend his faith with the sword of the apostles. This is the concept and action of the Holy See. In fact, in the past few thousand years, it has been nothing more than the eight-character policy of those who obey me will prosper and those who oppose me. If it hadn't been for the rise of the empire on the central continent and become extremely powerful, I'm afraid the influence of the Holy See would not be more than one region.

But who knows? Anyway, the Holy Light Knights of the Central Diocese were ordered to go to the north for only one purpose, to defend their faith and the Holy Light in their hearts. Although for now, the holy light in the hearts of those honorary knights should be almost extinguished. The fun of the whole life is nothing more than enjoying the whole process of pretending to be powerful within your own power. Even His Holiness Pope Paul I, in his current position, is embarrassing to make people feel that God is just a fool. And his followers are all stupid donkeys.

If it hadn't been for food, clothing, housing and transportation, I'm afraid no one would have believed in such an ignorant and shameless church.

Don't treat everyone as a fool unless you are a fool.

The head of the Holy Light Knights is Hannibal, who is a direct bloodline of honorary knights. It is said that his parents also participated in the so-called Eastern Expedition and Justice War. The bloody blood of those damn infidels has forged the supreme glory of his father. Although, the naked filth in history is a history of blood and tears.

But the good thing is that the God of Light is a fucking fool, just like sloppy. As a result, the Eastern Expedition was lost three times, and the most decent one was a deadlock. If it weren't for the mediation of the two empires, I'm afraid I don't know how to solve such an embarrassing thing?

Several desert kingdoms on the eastern continent seem to be very unintended to the so-called Holy See. They are more afraid of the Slavic Empire in the north than the Holy See. As for the Roma Empire, this central empire has no interest in desert areas at all. Let them work hard to annex such places? Don't fucking talk nonsense. Therefore, the favor of many kingdoms in the desert for the Roma Empire is not unreasonable.

"Krone, what kind of death do you think that barbarian will choose?" Hannibal was stunned by his army. This so-called Holy Light Knights are well equipped, outstanding, energetic and majestic. At first glance, they are definitely the elite of the elite. Unfortunately, no matter which veteran, he can see through the essence of this army at a glance, the cowardice and arrogance that is decadent to the bone, and the empty shell-like incompetence, and just go to the battlefield. Aha, that's really a big meal.

The young general once stubbornly believed that the efforts of his ancestors over the past thousand years were definitely the most just thing. Therefore, when he cleverly seized some of the religious people near the Holy Land of Marijoa, he achieved extreme peace of mind. Those girls who were insulted by him will continue to bear his crazy insults without drying their tears. He is like a crazy stallion, which makes people in the Marijoa region hate him very much. However, the name of the honorary knight above his head is more noble than the imperial knight of the Roman Empire.

Pope Paul I also likes the rule and alternation of power, so his Knights of the Light do not need powerful people, just obedient people. And Hannibal is definitely the most loyal dog of His Holiness, and he is a dog that can obey his orders at any time. Let him be a mad dog, and he immediately shows his fangs and saliva; let him be a watchdog, and he stares at Marijoa's land coldly.

"Of course, that can't make him comfortable. If he donates his treasure to you who is wise and generous, then forgive him some of his sins and give him a whole corpse. Otherwise, he will be sent to the guillot to let the stupid barbarians who follow him know who represents the power of the supreme holy God. This is not provocative." Krone is the adjutant of the Holy Light Knights, and his ancestors naturally did not have a drilling camp like Hannibal. He was just a speculative scum descendant. At the beginning, he just followed a little east wind and climbed up the high branch of Hannibal. After all, he climbed very high and got into the power center of Marijoa. Now, he is also a person that Marijoa can talk to say.

Krone's flattering smile, piled up with disgusting words, portrayed Hannibal as a famous general at that time, so that those imperial commanders and generals could hide their faces. When they saw Hannibal, they must be ashamed to die. And Hannibal, who seemed to be contaminated with the shamelessness of those clergy, listened to these compliments like a god stick and hummed comfortably. Just as if he thought that he was exactly the kind of character mentioned by Cron, such narcissism and shamelessness have reached the peak.

The barbarians in the mouth of these two idiots are naturally Boss Ma. Hannibal curled his lips: "I'm not going to make those Normans better. I heard that the barbarian's treasures are countless. Those damn bards also sang in Marijoa: The gem covers the sky and is more brilliant than the stars. ...Ah, what a wonderful description. Is this the treasure prepared for me? The true God really favors such a pious people as me.

He was like a brainless stick, sitting complacently in a disgusting prayer. The members of the knights of those servants, holding spears, wearing armor and slowly moving their pace. From Marijoa to the northern countries, in fact, according to the general army, the forced army arrived in about three or four days.

But these elite Knights, which actually look like women, have 25,000 people. It took a whole month and seven or eight days to walk such a distance, and now they have finally arrived in the Minsk Autonomous Region. Hearing that His Royal Highness Alex, the eldest prince of the Roman Empire, had opened up a special road for him to pass through, Hannibal became more arrogant. Twenty thousand heavily armed knights and heavy infantry, 5,000 priest treatment regiments, how can they lose at such a scale?

In Hannibal's opinion, with his strength, it is enough to make Tiger in the north. The House Devil directly knelt down and kowtowed to admit his mistake, then obediently let him hang himself, and gave him a large amount of property...

He even fantasizes if he will Tiger. After House's defeat, will the legendary princess of the Duchy of Narvall be secretly because of his rescue? The proud Hannibal straightened his whole body, rode on the white horse, and thought slightly deliberately: I think I am handsome and extraordinary, and I am an honorary knight. Adhering to the power and power of my ancestors, it is naturally infinitely powerful. At that time, I'm afraid that the women of those barbaric land will be entangled with me.

At this time, this narcissistic bastard is still thinking about these problems, and he really doesn't pay attention to military affairs at all. It's also difficult for this kind of person to live in this world. Without the efforts of his ancestors, I'm afraid he would not even be as good as a gladiator slave.

Several subordinate commanders of the Northern Legion of the Roman Empire, who patrolled far away in the southern part of the Dogava River, saw Hannibal's team swaggering forward like this. Suddenly, they looked at each other in con's sight. The commanders wondered each other. Doesn't the commander of the Holy Light Knights not even need a basic scout?

Then when they saw the following, the legion commanders suddenly understood that their commander was a fool.

There is a cavalry regiment of the 11th Army outside Braslav, with a number of about 2,500. Most of these people are from the north. Some people have lived in the wilderness for more than ten years. Horse riding and archery are definitely masters. Many people are Ming Sao temporary rangers. It is precisely because of such a disgusting power that the Northern Legion has not made large-scale contact for a long time. After all, Alex is very unhappy that the repeated annihilation of the three-time scouts has made Alex very unhappy. If he continues to lose the elite, then there is no need for Alex to do it. Those legion commanders will wipe their necks to death.

"Fuck you! What on earth did the Holy See send? How could there be such a stupid person? Don't they even need a basic formation?" A legion commander asked his colleagues beside him doubtfully. The general was wearing a heavy helmet and looked a little puzzled. The two looked at each other and couldn't understand it at all.

"Let's have a look."

It's really surprising that the open area of Braslav is swaggering like this. At the top of the city, the commander of the 11th Legion, who has now been appointed as the admiral of the Braslav Temporary Theater, his eyes are full of doubts. He is really puzzled. What on earth are these Roma people going to do?

I just looked carefully and found that the armor of the army here is shining golden, which is really exquisite to the extreme, and it is not as unpretentious as the Northern Legion. Moreover, this army is obviously full of impetuousness and aggressiveness, and it is not as calm as a normal army at all.

"Why is the Lord so impetuous? The army is advancing too casually. Madaling muttered to himself, and a team in front of him seemed to come for a walk instead of a war.

"What are you doing? This is completely nonsense!" The people of the Northern Legion have felt that they are completely brainless. They have seen neurotic troops, but they have never seen such neurotic troops.

"The commander of the legion does not seem to be the army of the Roma. Look at their Holy Cross flag, which should be one of the Knights Templar of the Holy See." Captain John said in a low voice that the anger in his eyes was a hatred for the persecution of the Holy See. There is no doubt that the dark mage's good impression of the Holy See should be zero.

Madaling was stunned and thought, "Yes, there is indeed a Knights Templar to go north, but this was more than a month ago. Because it disappeared, I thought they were just a joke of the Holy See. Unexpectedly, it appeared now. It's just... How can this army be so unbearable?

The motor is naturally old and fierce. At a glance, it can be seen that this army is an embroidered pillow, which is not good. In fact, if the motoring knew that this army was simply a mess, I don't know how he felt.

"Do you want to test it? Commander of the Legion!" John's eyes were full of hatred and asked.

"Calm down is the fundamental way to survive on the battlefield." Madaling suddenly said that he did not look at John and continued, "This is what His Majesty personally said to me. I think so."

Just as the two were talking, they saw a team of about 15 people coming out of the Holy Light Knights in the distance. Riding a leather armored horse, he rushed to the gate of the cavalry camp outside Rabslav on the front and stopped.