NCCnovel Chapter 121 Principality of Xiluo
Chapter 121 Principality of Xiluo
It was the first moment that Lyon launched the National Defense War.
The Principality of Richard and the Principality of Silo followed suit.
The army of Principality Richard assembled and set off almost in an instant.
However, different voices emerged within the Principality of Xiluo.
Duke of Xiluo's Palace.
Ronald, the 86-year-old Duke of Xiro, felt sick when he saw his noisy subordinates.
"We only have 12 troops in Xiluo. Sending out 10 troops at once is like asking for our lives. How can we defend ourselves? We shouldn't have participated in the National Defense War!"
A general spoke his inner thoughts.
"If we don't send troops, are we going to wait for the orcs to come and attack us?"
"Can sending troops turn the tide? We only have 100,000 people! It's nothing compared to the orc army!"
Listening to the people below arguing with each other.
Ronaldo simply drew the long sword from his waist and cut the table in front of him in half with one sword.
Everyone stopped immediately.
They all looked at Ronaldo at the same time.
"All finished? Then it's my turn to speak."
Ronaldo looked around and then spoke.
“Most of you have taken over your father’s position in the past 20 years. You have not experienced the glory of the empire, so of course you don’t know why I am so obsessed with sending troops.
More than forty years ago, there was no Duchy of Silo, let alone Duke of Silo, only an illegitimate son of the Count Ronald!
His stingy father only gave him a small baronial title, but God blessed him.
The little baron hitched a ride in the chariot of Alexander the Great.
Became a member of Alexander's imperial army.
It seemed that the goddess of light had blessed the empire, and it ushered in the most glorious era since Emperor Dranes.
I shall never forget the Empire of that time.
A full five million imperial troops marched on the Demon Empire!
The golden flags stretched all the way from the imperial capital to the Violet Principality.
That was the era I longed for most, and the most magnificent picture I had ever seen in my lifetime.
But the empire eventually declined.
And only a few of us old men are left from the Alexander Empire Army: Richard, Chester, Caddis, Brian, and me...
And I was also awarded the title of Duke for my meritorious service.
But what is the use of this duke?
I watched Chester lead his army into the Storm Sea, I watched Caedis be exiled, I watched Decath was crucified alive, and I watched the empire decline day by day.
I tell you, I can't stand it anymore! I can't watch my beloved motherland decline day by day!
I'll do my best for her!
No one can stop me!"
Ronaldo said all this almost while roaring.
Everyone lowered their heads.
The Duchess at the side quickly stepped forward and supported the gasping Ronald.
"Thank you, Lilia. You've worked hard over the years."
Ronaldo said, then reached out and stroked Lilia's snow-white hair.
Lilia smiled.
"Okay, I know you're going to go on another expedition. Take care of yourself. After all, you are no longer the Duke of Withering who charged into battle.
You are now just an old man with an old woman waiting for you at home.
Promise me you won't be stubborn, okay? "
Lilia spoke carefully, as if instructing a child.
Ronald no longer had the majesty of a duke in the past, but laughed instead.
"Okay, my Lilia."
Ronald's grandson, Shiros, immediately brought a set of gray armor.
"Grandpa! Let your grandson go for you!"
Shiros is 27 years old this year and is a seventh-level fighting knight.
He grew up listening to the legend of his grandfather.
"Grandson, you have to know that the reason why I must go is to let those orcs know that I, Ronald, am not dead yet! And I also want to see my old friends for the last time."
Ronaldo smiled indulgently.
The Xilos in front of him was the one who was most like him and had been designated as the successor to the Principality of Xilo.
Because he had listened to his own stories since he was a child, Xiros had always been learning from himself and had not been infected with the bad habits of the nobility.
When Hiros heard this, he couldn't help crying.
Because he knew that his grandfather was now on his last legs due to the hidden injuries he suffered in his early years.
But Shiros could not stop his grandfather, because this was his grandfather's last dignity and the glory of the Duke of Withering!
Xiros forced himself to stand up straight and not let himself cry.
Put on the armor for Ronaldo personally.
"Well done!"
Ronaldo patted Xiros' shoulder and then yelled.
"Someone! Please bring the Withered Flag!"
A dark red flag was sent out under the protection of eight Vatican officials.
The eight leaders looked at each other and released the seal.
As the seal was lifted, a chilling chill swept over.
The wails of countless dead souls rang in my ears.
what is this?
Many young people are full of doubts.
Ronaldo took over the flag of withering, and the next second, the terrifying aura disappeared instantly.
It was as if it had never appeared.
In the city of Xiluo.
Many retired elderly people have felt this surge of resentment.
Then tears welled up in my eyes.
"Withered Army! Empire! We are back!"
Many elderly people shouted angrily to the sky.
At noon that day, a knight in gray armor passed by on the street of Xiluo City.
Many elderly people had tears in their eyes. They didn't expect to see Ronaldo wearing armor in their lifetime.
This is the glory of the Xiluo people! The reason why the Duke of Withering became the Duke of Xiluo was because Ronaldo's hands were stained with blood.
The Withered Army led by Ronaldo followed the Empire and hacked their way forward.
The Withered Army's names were erased because they killed too many enemies.
But one thing that can prove their fierce battle record is the blood-stained withered flag in Ronaldo's hand.
According to conservative estimates, it is stained with the blood of millions of lives and has been blessed by the god of death and war.
Ronaldo brought the last 500 Withered Army of the Principality of Xiluo.
The Blight Troops are the only true heavy infantry of the Holy Empire.
Infantry armed to the teeth!
In his hand was a two-and-a-half-meter-long double-edged halberd.
That’s right, it’s the Infantry Armor! The Infantry Armor weighs nearly 60 kilograms!
Lyon was very surprised at the time, but after confirming again and again, he realized that this was the infantry armor from his own world.
It was later learned that the Duke of Silo received guidance from Lyon's own great-grandfather to create such a heavy infantry.
At its peak, the Withering Army numbered as many as 50,000 men.
He chopped his way all the way from the empire to the capital of the Demon Empire.
The Withering Army is definitely the most daring existence for the demons and orcs.
And this last withering army will shine for the empire one last time.
(I want to... put??(?≧□≦?)??
There are fewer and fewer people urging me to update, and I don’t have the motivation to update four times)