1684, the year of the iron spear.
At the beginning of the year, an independent uprising took place in the north of the westerly country, which lasted for hundreds of years, and then spread to the whole country like a prairie fire.
Frost rose was founded in ruerna and began to centralize power. In the same year, the business alliance of Vega, one of the seven Xuehua countries, split up. Some of them merged into frost rose, and some of them united with the southern Chuyue parliament, broke away from Xuehua Union and declared independence.
At the end of summer, the uprising army of the west wind Kingdom defeated the northern cliff Duke and went south in a large scale. At the beginning of autumn, they met the legendary chivalry of the lightning strike in the windy wilderness. The star light came into the world, and the chivalry of the lightning strike was completely destroyed. The uprising army won miserably. Only one third of the original core elite remained.
The Xifeng royal family summoned 50000 warriors from the Baima tribe, hired 20000 long halberd iron guards from the Heiyan duchy, and recruited 200000 soldiers with 100000 guards from the royal capital, with a total of about 400000 troops. They confronted 200000 troops in the city of Soland and clancia.
The night before yesterday, a small group of elite soldiers opened the gate of the river in the East, and small boats full of withered branches and hay sneaked into the city, causing fire and chaos. The garrison in the city urgently mobilized people for support. Then on the west side of the field, the rebel army took advantage of the night to attack the city, and the drums were loud.
There was a moment of confusion in the capital. Prince Frick, who was in charge of guarding the city, immediately made a quick decision, leaving a small part of the enemy troops on the east side to block the small group of sneaking in, and then the garrison went to the west side to support.
After the siege began, the rebel troops began to push the well and rush cars, and the torches all over the sky swam in the dark field, which caused great psychological deterrence to the garrison. However, after only two rounds, the siege troops retreated, and then a fireboat full of explosives went down from the upstream to blow up the gate of the river on the east side.
At this time, the garrison woke up and transferred most of the elite to the East again. However, after most of the people were transferred, the West began to attack again. At this time, the two sides were attacked by the enemy, and the city was full of fire. People were terrified. The king of the west wind ordered that the Garrison should be divided into two parts, each guarding his own things, and no longer be tired of running and consuming his physical strength.
By this time, it was dark, and the gate on the north side of the capital was opened in the chaos by the people organized in the city. Clancia''s army entered, quickly controlled a large area, and began to fight with the garrison in the street.
Although there are a lot of defenders, due to the previous round-trip movement, the establishment has been scattered, and the physical strength has also been consumed greatly. In addition, the 200000 people temporarily recruited are mostly peasants who have not experienced military training and will to fight. They fled, defected and surrendered in a large number in the scuffle, and were defeated like a mountain at one time.
At this time, the white horse tribe stationed outside the city to guard each other also attacked. The flag of the white horse was flying. Unfortunately, in the dark, the vision was limited, which was not good for the cavalry. It was blocked by the traps and trenches prepared by the clancian military. After defeating the rebels who delayed breaking off outside the city, they rushed to the northern suburb of the capital.
With the help of the fire on the city wall, these warriors on the grassland and the rebel troops stationed outside the city gate fought a bloody battle together. Soon a small number of rebel troops left behind were charged through the formation. The warriors of the Baima tribe began to blockade the city gate again, preparing to catch the rebel troops in the urn, trapped in it, and the day was bright.
At this time, another white flag appeared on the hill, facing the rising sun. On the pure white flag was the black sun. Their steel armor and sharp spears reflected the light of gold in the morning light. Although the number of people was small, they were indomitable.
The pure white flag sounded in the early morning wind, and the refined steel silver lance was slowly plated with a layer of gold. Facing dozens of times their own enemies, they began to charge.
It seems that the front is not a battlefield full of death, but a stage of glory that can vent the humiliation of thousands of years. The cool air in the morning is inhaled into the lungs, the chest is like a bellows, and the heart is like a flame burning, so hot, so intense, so impatient.
From small to large, from books, from the mouth of others, from the lament of the elders, they have been describing the shame of their family, but who would like this feeling. We all come to this world with our parents'' good expectations and blessings, and they also have repressed pride and unwillingness in their hearts.
This pride and desire is burning violently in the chest at the moment, overwhelming all uneasiness and fear.
The galloping knights, like a sharp knife, plunge into the enemy''s array and take up countless blood. The fiery and golden lance melts gold and iron, penetrates the armor and body of one enemy after another. Facing the enemy''s bow and long knife, they never tire, never shrink back, never regret.
They started to get a lot of casualties, but they also took more than ten times the enemy.
At noon, the fragments of flesh and blood fell from the armor. The original white flag was dyed a messy dark red. Kanda was covered with arrowheads. Standing on the mound of corpses, his ears were cut a wide gap. The rich dark red blood flowed slowly. The knight''s helmet on his head had been torn down by the enemy, and he didn''t know where to fall.
The sword had been broken in the scuffle, only the rifles full of gaps were thrown in hand and pestled on the body of the enemy.
Pulling out the solid lance, he took a small stream of blood. He staggered back a few steps, then slowly stabilized himself and looked around. There were no living enemies or standing teammates.
In the distance, a flag of Venus on a blue background was gradually raised on the castle, and the cheers came from the city.
He grinned. His bloody face couldn''t see the smile clearly, and then he looked up and fell down.
[old man, I have done what you told me. Now you won''t blame me any more
Noon sky, a bright, dazzling light of the sun let his vision gradually blurred, the wound on the body seems no longer pain, limbs began to slowly numb.
Is it coming to an end here, Kanda thought, but he was not as excited as he used to be. On the contrary, there was a kind of peace and satisfaction.
Once weak and small, the long cherished wish of race and the exhortation of my father, the past has always been repressed in my heart like a wrinkled cloth, but today it is smoothed by the hot iron one by one. No longer regret, death seems to be acceptable, no longer so hateful and fearful.
He slowly closed his eyes, quietly waiting for the last moment to come.
In the year of the iron Spear''s March, at the end of autumn, the orc rabbit ear tribe joined clancia. This once humble and small race flourished in the battlefield. The white steel cavalry broke the last expectation of the west wind and snuffed out the last expectation of the nobles. In the chaos, the rebel army broke through the palace of the west wind and ended its hundreds of years of rule.
The name of clancia officially appeared in history and began to compose his brilliant and moving epic.
A pair of hands covered Kanda''s eyes, blocking the glare of the sun, then the warm magic began to flow in his body, and then a gentle voice sounded in his ear.
"I can''t rest now, Mr. commander."