In the barracks on the north side of Pinghu Town, mercenaries make final preparations for the upcoming military parade.


    Sabins sat on the wooden stool and carefully wiped a blue refined iron one handed halberd with a towel.


    This melee weapon is a combination of axe and spear. It is 1.9 meters long. It uses iron oak soaked in tung oil as the handle. A heavy battle axe is added to the spear head. The spear tip can be stabbed, the axe blade is used to chop, and the barb on the back can cut off the enemy''s limbs or neck.


    It is not easy to skillfully use this ferocious weapon. Sabins joined the horse''s hoof and stepped on the main road paved with bluestone slabs. He took the lead in making a crisp "Da" "Da" sound, followed by the rustle of boots and the clang of armor collision, which together formed a solemn movement.


    "Look, they''re coming!" A sharp eyed townsman shouted.


    Cavalry in black, swift birds, infantry and archers are lined up in a neat queue, just like a torrent of black steel on the road.


    The people who had been waiting for a long time wanted to move forward, but they were pushed back by the towels and security soldiers. They had to stand on both sides of the road and shout loudly.


    "Good prestige! I also want to be a mercenary..." a half-aged boy shouted to his friends.


    "Ron, look here! Look here... See? The fourth soldier in the third row is my son Ron..." A father was showing off to the people around him.


    "Jackson, Jackson. Where''s Haru? I can''t see him. Tell him, we live at 433 camp area. Let him come back to us! Don''t forget!" A young woman with a baby in her arms asked an acquaintance in the army to send a message to her husband.


    "Why are you squeezing me? Be careful I beat you!" "It''s the people in the back who pushed me... What are you staring at? Dare you stare again?!" The two men pushed each other because of congestion. As a result, they were carried to the roadside by a gray towel and ordered to pay a fine.


    The army is rolling forward, with a lot of long guns and momentum, but the hired soldiers are not the relatives or friends of the onlookers. The people on the street do not have the first sense of oppression. They just show off and compare with each other with a lively attitude. The chaotic voices are annoying.


    The people can''t feel the overwhelming momentum, and the soldiers in the military array don''t feel it.


    The noon sun radiated the heat wave desperately, and the black armor was roasted hot. Sabins only felt that he was bread wrapped by the stove. His eyes were blurred by sweat, and nearly 100 pounds of equipment pressed him out of breath. Military discipline and pride did not allow him to be weak. His back was as straight as a javelin, but he was still eager to arrive at the central square faster and end the parade earlier.


    At a corner of the avenue leading to the central square, the gray towel pulled out the cordon and surrounded an open corner, where several people stood. Sabins couldn''t see their faces clearly, and vaguely knew that they were children and adults.


    Seeing that the military formation was about to pass by the corner, the adults raised their bagpipes to their lips, and the gentle sound of the flute played a melodious melody, floating with the wind, like the Ding Dong of a clear spring, refreshing.


    "The dawn lights up the earth, the flowers are in full bloom, and the sparrows sing." The pure children''s voice like the sound of nature and the sound of flute sing.


    The sound of the flute became cheerful, and the children sang again, "the morning wind blows the clouds, the sun shines, and the bell rings."


    Sabins was attracted by the song and remembered the beautiful morning. His spirit became bright, his impetuous mood gradually calmed down, and a smile appeared on his face. The army crossed the singers and walked to the central square of Pinghu Town. In front of them was another group of bards playing the harp,.


    "The footsteps of monsters came from afar, and the earth trembled."


    "The air is filled with tension and war is coming."


    The urgent melody made sabins hold his breath, hold the fine iron halberd in his hand, and his eyes were sharp and vigilant. The momentum of the whole army changed, like a taut bow string.


    "Tears ran across my mother''s face, and my home was in the rear."


    "The bugle sounded and the blood surged. It''s time to defend our homeland!"


    The loud and full horn is magnificent, loud and dignified. Sabins seems to see groups of monsters waving their teeth and claws, coming like a tide, about to drown his home and relatives. Only by fighting bravely can he defend his home, parents, brothers and sisters.


    At this time, the vigorous war drum, like thunder and lightning, penetrated the dark clouds and roared between heaven and earth. A magical force completely ignited the blood in his chest.


    "My king, my king, listen to your orders!"


    "The spear drinks the enemy''s blood and the axe eats the enemy''s meat."


    "Forward, forward, never flinch!"


    "Stand side by side in the same robe and fight in blood!"


    A hoarse female voice sang a passionate music. Sabins seemed to be in a bloody battlefield and fought with the enemy. His comrades in arms fell down one by one, but they had no sadness and despair in their hearts, only the belief of heroic killing the enemy.


    "The armor is the tomb and the long sword is the monument."


    "My Lord, my Lord, may your glory shine on us."


    "My Lord, my Lord, may your glory last forever in the world."


    The feeling of generosity and heroism arises spontaneously. The Legion soldiers are no longer confused and fearless. The momentum of the military array is rising, as if it were unstoppable and as if it were a mountain.


    The crowd followed the military array into the square, including the gray towels to maintain order. They were silent, with tears in their eyes. There was no previous noise, only surging blood.


    Nelson shouted, "the first corps, March!"


    The soldier''s steps are neat and uniform, the sound of his steps is like thunder, the momentum is vigorous, like a giant, as if to break any obstacles that dare to block his progress.


    "The first corps, look right! Salute!"


    The soldiers turned their heads together. They saw that in front of the wooden podium, two knights in black armor were watching the army, riding a vigorous blue fast bird and a black horse. It was the loyal masters of the mercenary legion, Lord Randall and Baron finicos.


    "Bang!" The soldier raised his left hand and slapped it heavily on his chest, as if the thunder of the Legion were saluting his master.


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    "It''s still a group of rookies. It seems different..." on the viewing platform, turnans looked at the army formation below and rubbed his bare chin.


    Sylvia, dressed in her best clothes and smiling at the corners of her lips, sat firmly in a chair, behind her were all the high-ranking Knights of the York family.


    With knights and soldiers, how can we not have the glory of our Lord... Clement smiled, stood up and shouted, "servant of the Supreme Lord, please help me."


    Bishop Perot led the priest around the Pope, raised his hands and sang in a low voice. A little brilliance gathered on the Pope''s platinum scepter. A white golden light pointed directly at the sky and turned into holy light. The curtain fell down, enveloping the first Legion in the square and crossing a layer of holy light for each soldier.


    Victor only felt a burst of relaxation, the heat on the armor dissipated rapidly, the perception became sharp, and strength and courage poured out of his body.


    The third-order divine skill is heroic. It can inspire spirit, restore physical strength, strengthen fighting spirit, and improve a little strength and agility. The effect lasts for 10 minutes. Ordinary level 3 priests bless up to 15 people at a time. Like clement, they bless heroic skills for more than 2000 people at the same time, which can be called a miracle.


    The people on the square knelt down one after another and loudly praised the Lord of glory, while the infantry square passed through the square without hesitation.


    Victor secretly rejoiced that he was very satisfied with the performance of the first mercenary. If the soldiers kneel down and pray, it is the greatest failure. They obviously did not forget military discipline in front of the holy light, which is the most important.


    From the beginning, Victor did not expect the 2000 person military parade to unite the people and establish the faith of the army. Therefore, he thought of the magnificent music works on earth.


    Music transcends any language and has a moving charm. Randall''s people come from all directions and have no family concept, but that doesn''t mean they resist the family. In fact, the vast majority of refugees are eager to become the children of a family, but lack a unified understanding. Music and military parade can stimulate their inner resonance and urge them to unite under victor and choose to be loyal to Randall family.


    In fact, the parade array has not changed. What has changed is people''s mentality. When everyone''s emotions are infected by music, it''s different to watch the military array. Of course, this change does not affect the will of high-level knights and high-level priests. Victor doesn''t care what the distinguished guests think, as long as the people''s feelings for Randall''s collar are sublimated.


    Victor did not expect that the pope would personally perform divination to boost the morale of the first Legion. The Pope''s signal of public support was a complete surprise.


    At this time, Sylvia finally stood up and said softly and firmly, "very good!"