Chapter 112 Sings a hymn of loyalty!
Wilbert I did not recognize that flag.
But his bodyguard knew him.
"That is the flag of the Jimena family. Leon Jimena, Viscount of Antolia, is a vassal under the Duke of Galicia." After realizing the doubts of His Majesty the King, the guards on the side promptly gave the answer. got the answer.
"Antoria..."
Wilbert I muttered silently, and then his tired eyes widened in an instant: "A Viscount!!?"
"Yes."
After realizing the unusual behavior of the Southern Allied Forces, A long-lost hope finally emerged in Wilbert I's heart.
In his eyes, it was an unusual coalition.
Before getting involved in this war, not only were colorful flags flying in the Confederate Army formations, symbolizing the private armies of many southern nobles, but the flags of the Bravis family were also particularly eye-catching.
However, after the official battle, among the huge army of nearly 20,000 people, only the double-headed eagle flag with red background and yellow stripes was still flying in the coalition formation.
This shows what?
This shows that the unknown Viscount Antolia who is far away in a remote place is the real controller of this army at the moment.
As for the Duke of Galicia...
Wilbert I had no time to care about these trivial matters at this time. He only knew that this army coming from afar was by no means a reinforcement from Helsen.
And this is enough!
Just a few minutes ago, Wilbert I, who had been cornered by the situation in front of him, never thought that he would be able to see the sun the next day alive. He was even ready to die on the wall of the royal capital. Prepare.
But the Southern Allied Forces in front of him gave him a huge surprise.
Because just outside the royal capital, countless sergeants with high morale were rushing towards Heerson's camp like divine soldiers descending from the sky. Not only did Heerson's army's original offensive rhythm be beaten to pieces, but The army outside the city fell into complete chaos.
The reason why Helsen's army had high morale and launched a fierce offensive was because they saw the arrival of reinforcements from a distance.
However, the reinforcements are no longer reinforcements, but have become enemies that are already close at hand.
Isn’t the coalition of southern nobles their own allies?
Such an astonishing reversal was enough to make Heerson's army lose all fighting spirit. Let alone continue to attack the city, even maintaining the order of the army became an almost impossible task.
"Why?!"
Herson looked at the Southern Allied Forces rushing towards his siege camp in disbelief, feeling that his brain had completely shut down.
What happened to the south of the kingdom?
Why is the Duke of Galicia missing?
I have to say that the feeling of being stabbed is really not good. What's more, Herson thought that he was only one step away from the throne, but he did not expect that the betrayal of the Southern Allied Forces directly broke his fantasy.
A heaven and a hell, the huge inner gap made Helsen feel angry for a moment. For a moment, he was possessed by the Grand Governor, and he spurted out a mouthful of dark red blood on the spot.
"Your Highness!"
The surrounding guards quickly gathered around, but there was no doubt that Helson's failure was inevitable.
His move to approach the royal capital was originally a desperate move, hoping that he could successfully win the chicken with the help of his in-laws, the Bravis family, but now, the backstabbing of the Southern Allied Forces directly broke all Helson's plans.
In Helson's original expectation, the most difficult part was supposed to be how to resist the Duke of Sorrowwind's southward march after successfully conquering the royal capital.
But right now...
there was nothing left to do. When Helson finally stood up tremblingly with the support of his guards, the only thing he could do was to order a retreat as quickly as possible.
After all, the backstabbing of the Confederate Army was not only an unexpected surprise attack, but the militiamen who had broken through the camp were completely beyond Herson's expectations for the role of the militiamen.
Is this still a militia?
Did the militiamen under the southern nobles eat dinosaur whips or jianshouqing (note: a kind of mushroom)? How could he be so brave?
Even when faced with knights wearing armor, the soldiers who served in the Southern Allied Forces were not afraid at all. Wearing simple cloth armor, they dared to fight with the knights, as if they had no fear. Like life and death.
"Leon Jimena!"
Herson roared angrily.
Of course he knew the flag of Antolia, and of course he knew who Leon Jimena was. Helson had met the young viscount as early as in the city of Parma.
The Duke of Galicia once praised the Antolians for their experience in many battles, and also introduced him to the young viscount's youth and promise.
But obviously, it was this viscount, this damn guy, who completely destroyed his plan to take the royal capital directly.
However, no matter how angry he is, his feeble roar is of no use at all, especially on the battlefield where the sound of killing is loud. No matter how much Helson yells, his curses cannot reach Leon's ears. middle.
The only purpose is to expose his current location.
For example, now, the Antolian soldiers who were fighting had obviously noticed Heerson's location and were heading towards him to fight.
"Retreat! Retreat quickly!"
The emotion of fear replaced the incompetent rage. Helson didn't even have time to organize the army to retreat, so he quickly mounted his horse and rushed out into the distance under the protection of his personal guards.
At this moment, Leon, who was behind the coalition forces, was changing clothes.
Todd is obviously much more professional than himself when it comes to commanding the army.
The victory of the Southern Allied Forces was already unstoppable, and after Herson's army retreated, Leon, the commander of the Southern Allied Forces, was bound to enter the city to meet the king.
How can you be careless about such an important thing? !
However, because Leon was not sure whether Wilbert I would still be alive when the Southern Allied Forces arrived in the royal capital, so... Leon prepared two noble robes.
One is a dark purple robe with the flag of Wilbert I painted on the chest, and the other is a dark blue robe with the coat of arms of Perel painted on the chest.
The main thing is a two-handed preparation.
This is the inspiration that Leon got from the mountain people who drew tribal totems on themselves. It is a fine tradition of the Antolian mountain people.
Therefore, Antolia's generals were also divided into two groups.
Some of them drew the flag of Wilbert I on their backs, and the other half drew the coat of arms symbolizing Perel. Which group of people followed Leon into the city depends on whether Wilbert I died. Still alive.
When they arrived at the palace, let these tough men take off their armor...
Oops!
Let us ask, who can be more loyal than the Antolians? !
Thanks to the book friend "Still Unknown Flower" for the 200 Andal silver coins he has given as rewards. He is truly a loyal and talented talent of the kingdom! At least be an honorary knight!
(End of chapter)