Black Iron Crown

The soldiers are full of food and drink, and they move their bodies on the spot. They fight each other at a low intensity, and their physical strength will not be lost much, but they can move their bodies effectively so that they can fully display their strength during the battle. .

The weather in March is already a bit chilly. Although the imperial capital is located in a relatively warm area in the middle, the coolness still envelopes everyone.

The soldiers put their armor on their bodies, fixed it with belts, and moved their bodies back and forth, while Leiner's personal guards were building a wooden high platform, which would become a place for Leiner to observe the battlefield and give orders.

The troops of the vassals are already in place, and they are clustered around Leiner at this time, looking forward to the next battle.

Everyone understands that this war will determine the future of everyone. Although some vassals are indeed under tremendous pressure, they still choose to support Leiner.

Because they know that once their lord collapses, all the benefits they live in will also be spit out together, which is something that no one wants to see.

"Today is the fateful battle! Reiner looked up at the sky, muttering in his mouth, a long-lost feeling came to his heart.

This reminded him of the time when he checked the results of the college entrance examination, the panic and hesitation in his heart were mixed together with his expectations for his future.

This war not only decides his own fate, but his family, his vassals, the families of his vassals, the residents of the northern border, the residents of the empire, and the future fate of all people rests on this battle. In this war, this will be Reiner's most important "examination".

Leiner's light cavalry are still cruising around, and at the same time, the light cavalry monitoring the enemy's movements are also constantly passing on the enemy's position to Leiner. Although there will be some delay, it will still have a huge effect.

The army under Leiner's command is not much smaller than the enemy's. The huge army of 63,000 people can hardly see the edge when gathered together, and the densely packed heads gather together and move, almost spreading to the sky. This is almost a soldier's world. The soldiers who are here also have high morale.

Most of them have never seen so many people in their lives, and have so many comrades-in-arms. It seems that the shred of cowardice in their hearts has been driven away by such passionate scenes.

"If nothing else, this war will be the last large-scale battle we will fight. After everything is over, we will be able to live a good life! Drink sweet mead every day, hold delicious Bread, no matter what kind of delicacies from mountains and seas, you can enjoy it to your heart's content!"

"Count Jollal, Earl Preston, Earl Merrell...everyone, win this war, we will be invincible!"

At this moment, the light cavalry who were cruising around the periphery ran over, and Tillihan personally led the team, and came in front of Reiner.

"Your Majesty, the enemy army has arrived. We are three kilometers away, and they will arrive here within an hour!" Tillihan told Rainer what he knew, and all the vassals listened to it. .

Reiner said: "Everyone, victory or defeat depends on one action, go and command your army to fight for me!"

The vassals shouted in unison, and then rode on their horses to find their own army.

The soldiers sitting on the ground packed everything up and stood up one after another, waiting for the war to come.

Twelve o'clock on March 3rd, Thirty-Three Years of the Empire.

A black torrent appeared neatly on the horizon, and all kinds of flags were blowing and hunting under the bitter wind, like lively wolf dogs preparing to hunt.

The soldiers who stood in place and simply maintained a formation immediately threw away food such as dried meat or dry bread, put down the visors on their helmets, held their spears tightly and stood ready to obey the commander. The command.

Pope Rosa wore a luxurious robe and a huge crown on his head. He was riding on a group of horses with gorgeous decorations all over their bodies, and even their manes were woven into beautiful tassels.

Although he is old, riding a horse is not a very difficult thing for him.

Lena stood straight on the wooden high platform, looking at the densely packed enemies from afar.

The same is true for the Jihad coalition forces. Leiner's position is extremely conspicuous, and countless flags are flying around him, so he can naturally see it at a glance.

The faces of the kings of the coalition army were not the same as they were at the beginning, and a little gloom crept onto their cheeks.

Before that, although they sent cavalry to find out the news, because Leiner also had enough light cavalry, they did not get the exact strength of Leiner's side.

Now that the two sides are facing each other and preparing for a decisive battle, Leiner's strength is naturally exposed in front of them.

They looked over at a glance and found that the number of enemies was not much less than their own, almost the same, which naturally brought them a lot of pressure.

Pope Rosa also frowned, and he said to Mekasha: Your Highness Mekasha, didn't you say that Reiner's power would not be very strong, why can he bring out so many troops? "

At this time, in the eyes of Pope Rosa, the opponent's fighters are all rare elites, and everyone is covered with iron armor. Such fighters are definitely elite among Western countries.

Even if they don't lack iron ore, it is very unrealistic to have a set of iron armor.

If it weren't for the huge production capacity of Northern Iron and Steel, coupled with the large number and skilled blacksmiths, there would be so many iron armors this time.

Mekasha was also stunned at this time, she didn't understand why Reiner had such a huge elite army.

As an aborigine in the northern border and the daughter of the largest lord of the northern border, she has a certain understanding of that land, and it is absolutely impossible to mobilize tens of thousands of troops to fight.

Facing Pope Rosa's questioning, Mekasha swore: "Your Majesty, I hope you can understand that, as one of the world's top steel producing areas, the steel in the northern border is almost inexhaustible. Enough, enough absenteeism, Leiner can easily form an army with full armor!"

"However, this does not mean that this group of people in iron armor are the elite who are brave and good at fighting. Perhaps only a few thousand of them are the elite troops of Grand Duke Reiner, and the rest may be serfs in disguise!"

Mekasha stared into the eyes of Pope Rosa without showing the slightest unnaturalness.

Pope Rosa still hesitated, and said: "Otherwise, let's talk to Reiner, maybe he doesn't want to take risks either!"

Pope Rosa wants to be safe, and he doesn't want any accidents to cause the authority of the Rosa Church to further decline, otherwise everything he does will be meaningless.

"No! Your Majesty the Pope! We absolutely cannot do this!" Mekasha said firmly.

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