Chapter 358 Triumphal Ceremony, Coronation of the New King
War drums rumbled, arrows whizzed and screamed, and the neighing of war horses mixed with the shouts of soldiers.
The old knight rode in the lead, holding high the banner with the honeysuckle flower emblem, and said in a loud voice:
"The Duke has an order, and those who surrender will not be killed!"
The order penetrated the chaotic battlefield, and amid the earth-shattering noise, Duke Vic sat in the middle of the army, his lips trembling slightly, his expression full of disbelief.
Just now, he witnessed with his own eyes the scene of Yeats and Phoenix fighting all the way from the bridge to the sky.
Phoenix, a famous knight commander in the mainland, one of the strongest men in the Holy See, and known as the "Sword of Immortality", became Yeats's defeated enemy!
Smoke filled the air, flames burned, trebuchets made crackling sounds in the flames, arrow clusters broke through the wind, cries for mercy, and the pungent smell of burning.
The balance of the goddess of victory tilts without any suspense!
Duke Vic was breathing heavily and his heart was pounding with fear.
This will be a great victory that will shock the entire kingdom!
Thick smoke billows over the Derwent River.
Phokas cut off the Lannister family's flag with a click, reined in the reins, and the horsemen stood up, shouting:
"The traitor Edward Lannister has been beheaded! Those who surrender will be spared death!"
The broken ruins of the bridge were piled on the exposed rocks of the river bed.
Yeats stood on the bluestone washed by the river, holding a gun behind his back.
The eyes blessed by the eagle eye technique patrol the battlefield.
Soon, Yeats noticed the unconscious Lord Lannister being dragged onto his horse by Lord Humphrey.
In the midst of the rebellion, Phocas lied that the general was dead in order to cause panic.
Witnessing Phoenix's defeat, the morale of the Lannister army had already dropped to freezing point.
After several rounds of arrows, the casualty rate exceeded 20%, and the army began to flee like an avalanche!
Phokas's order became the straw that broke the camel's back.
In an instant, thousands of armored infantrymen fell on their knees, countless of them abandoning their armor!
Earl Humphrey is still breaking out.
This giant bear-like warrior was armed with a huge sword and was a powerful enemy. Carrying the unconscious Edward Lannister on his horse, he fought his way through life and death, and soon met Phocas, who was intercepting by himself.
"Porcas, let me go!" Lord Humphrey roared harshly, his face covered in blood and his armor stained dark red, "Lannister will pay you back heavily!"
Twenty years ago, Phokas became famous in the northern province and was one of the most famous generals in the kingdom.
Humphrey had also heard about his deeds and recognized this right-hand man under Duke Honeysuckle. He knew that today's defeat was certain, but he still hoped to lead Duke Lannister to escape.
"Traitors should be punished." The old knight's eyes were cold, "You are very powerful, there is no need to join the ranks of thieves!"
Humphrey smiled sadly: "You should know the creed that knights abide by. For the sake of honor and loyalty, I am willing to die!"
Forcas's eyes changed slightly, showing respect in his eyes, and he nodded solemnly to Humphrey: "You are a respectable knight, and I will do my best!"
clang!
The swords of the two men burst out with dazzling sparks.
Humphrey's sword skills were outstanding, and Furkas was also unstoppable. In just a short moment, the two had fought for five rounds. Although the former had to be distracted by Duke Lannister, he was a five-ring hero after all. The strength is much higher than that of Phokas, who is the fourth ring.
Seizing the opportunity, Humphrey roared angrily, and the giant sword cut off Phokas's sword with a 'click', and slashed it down with a thunderous force!
Phokas hid in his stirrup and curled up on the side of the saddle. He used his superb riding skills to avoid Humphrey's inevitable sword. He threw the broken sword aside and pulled out a sword stuck on the corpse on the battlefield. With a long spear, whistling in the wind, he fired back quickly.
"Don't stop me, Furkas!" Humphrey roared.
The dark gold fighting energy wrapped around the sword body and swept across suddenly, cutting off the spear and the spear of Phokas!
Yeats searched for the magic cannon on the battlefield.
This kind of alchemical creation that uses emperor-level magic crystal as its energy source is enough to pose a threat to the Sixth Ring Master.
In the military formation, there was a black-hooded mage driving four magic puppets to escort a huge cart. Above the cart, the dark magic cannon glowed with a cold luster in the sun.
At this moment, the black-hooded mage was standing beside the magic cannon, secretly putting the shimmering crystal gem into his arms.
While looking left and right, the black-hooded mage noticed Yeats' figure. He was startled, pointed at Yeats, and drove the magic puppet:
"Stop, stop him!"
Having said that, the black hooded mage tried his best to activate his flying skills and tried to escape from the battlefield!
Yeats was furious: "You have offended the Duke and still want to leave?"
The body of the gun was wrapped with majestic dark red light, and it swept out, turning the four magic puppets into dust, and then threw them out like lightning, piercing the chest of the black-hooded mage!
The black-hooded mage's mouth was filled with blood, his face was full of bitterness, and he fell to the ground.
"It's not easy to make some extra money these days..."
The emperor-level magic crystal rolled out of his robe.
Yeats whistled, and a snow-white flying shadow flew across the sky. The snowy owl grabbed the magic crystal with its sharp claws and quickly flew back to Yeats.
After rubbing the snowy owl's round head, Yeats looked at the golden amber-like imperial magic crystal and pondered:
"These are suitable for the Snow Owl, so that it can be promoted to the imperial level monster..."
At this time, the sound of fierce fighting on the battlefield caught Yeats's attention.
Looking around, I saw a fierce duel between Furkas and Humphrey. Furkas was unarmed and the situation was in danger!
Yeats thought for a moment, threw Durandal, the 'Immortal Sword' in his hand, and said loudly:
"Fokas, go on!"
The sharp sword drew a sharp arc above the battlefield, and fell accurately towards Phokas under the control of Yeats.
With quick eyes and quick hands, Phokas grasped Durandal, and suddenly a look of shock appeared in his eyes.
What is the origin of this sword, and how can it have such a majestic aura?
This power is far beyond what Furkas can control, but even using just a trace of it is enough for him to reverse the situation in the duel with Humphrey!
clang!
The swords clashed again.
The extremely strong holy sword, with its sharp edge and defense, cut iron like mud, and immediately cut off the sharp sword in Humphrey's hand!
Seeing this, Humphrey looked up to the sky and let out a long sigh. He was about to fight with Phokas with his bare hands, but was knocked off his horse by Phokas with a sword.
Boom!
Humphrey's face was bitter, and he looked up at the sky, only to see smoke filling the sky and the setting sun like blood.
A low call sounded from beside him: "That's enough, Earl Humphrey."
Humphrey was stunned for a moment, then looked around and saw that Duke Lannister had woken up, got off his horse, straightened his collar calmly, and said:
"The defeat has been decided, it is better to face it calmly and retain the last trace of dignity..."
Humphrey choked up and said: "Your Excellency, this battle is unfavorable. It is not your fault, it is destiny!"
Who would have thought that Duke Honeysuckle could defeat Master Phoenix, who was born in the Knights?
Now, not only is Master Phoenix unconscious, but even his sword has been taken away by the enemy!
He is so young but so powerful. Standing on the side of Queen Theresa is equivalent to the goddess of fate standing on the side of the royal family!
Even so, Humphrey still managed to hold himself up, holding the edge of his sword, standing in front of Duke Lannister, and whispered:
"I'm blocking you here, Lord Duke, please leave quickly!"
"No...it's just me, I can't leave..."
Duke Lannister wanted to fight tooth and nail, but on paper the disparity in strength was so great that there was no possibility of a comeback.
To continue fighting, in Duke Lannister's opinion, it would be foolish to risk the lives of other members of the family.
When defeat is certain, placing the blame on oneself can also preserve the bloodline of the Lannister family.
Under the setting sun, Lannister's eyes were as deep as a pool of water, and Thomas' judgment before the war rang in his ears, and he chuckled bitterly.
"As expected... I still underestimated him..."
On the battlefield, the wind was howling, but the footsteps were dull.
The young Duke came slowly.
Looking at Yeats, Fokas's eyes showed respect, he knelt on one knee and held up his sword with both hands:
"Master, thank you for your help!" Yeats nodded slightly and put away the 'Immortal Sword' Durandal.
As one of the three holy swords, it is said that Durandal can only display its true power in the hands of knights who adhere to the spirit of chivalry.
From the quality point of view, Durandal is an epic weapon, and its power in the hands of Yeats is not as powerful as the magic gun Gayaberg.
But this is also because Yeats has not yet mastered the method of using [Durandale] and plans to ask the King of the Wild Hunt again when he has the opportunity.
After all, this sword was once in his collection, and he would definitely know more about it.
Immediately.
Yeats looked at Duke Lannister and said:
"You are a smart man and you should know how you will end up."
"I will renounce my identity as a Lannister, plead guilty to the charges against me in court, and then..."
Duke Lannister looked calm, raised his eyes deeply, and looked at Yeats.
"Then, I look forward to what kind of future the Golden Lion Kingdom will usher in under the leadership of you and Teresa."
"It's a pity that you can't see that day, Your Excellency the Duke." Yeats sighed softly.
"I'm willing to admit defeat, that's all." Duke Lannister said calmly.
After saying that, Duke Lannister looked at Humphrey beside him and nodded slightly.
Humphrey took a deep breath and shouted loudly:
"In the name of Humphrey, all soldiers, lay down their arms!"
Over the battlefield, hoarse orders echoed, passed among the Lannister troops.
"Earl Humphrey has an order, put down your weapons!"
The pungent smell of gunpowder smoke filled the battlefield, and after a brief silence, there was a roar of cheers from the mountains and tsunamis!
Frostwolf cavalry and light-armored long archers raised their swords high and cheered with excitement, shaking the mountains and seas!
"We won!!"
"For Duke Honeysuckle! For Her Majesty the Queen!"
"Long live the Golden Lion Kingdom!!"
In a blur of consciousness, Phoenix opened his eyes, looked at his empty hands, and then stretched out his hands to block the dazzling sunset.
He reluctantly opened his eyes and saw a majestic figure standing majestically with his back to the setting sun, speaking calmly:
"Pay the ransom in exchange for your life."
On the battlefields of the Middle Ages, even kings might be captured by the enemy, but as long as a huge ransom was paid, they might survive.
Phoenix came back to his senses and realized that the sword [Durandal] had been taken away from him, and he smiled bitterly:
"Aren't you satisfied after getting Durandal?"
"What are you talking about? Durandal is the national treasure of the Kingdom of Roland. I will return it to them sooner or later!" Yeats said casually, "Your life money will have to be calculated separately!"
According to the plot, Phoenix will betray the Holy See and become an important member of the resistance in the future.
Letting him leave now was also part of Yeats' plan, but the ransom required was still necessary.
Phoenix was silent for a while and sighed:
"Understood, I will order people to raise the ransom as soon as possible..."
"A three-masted sailing battleship equipped with a magic cannon." Yeats suddenly said.
"What?" Phoenix was slightly startled.
"Let the Medical Knights prepare a three-masted sailing battleship equipped with a magic cannon for you as your ransom."
Yeats smiled and said: "I believe they will be happy to exchange a ship for a Sixth Ring Master."
The sailing battleship is the pinnacle product of the shipbuilding industry in this era. In the era of sailing with giant ships and cannons, a sailing battleship equipped with magic cannons was enough to pose a threat to the Sixth Ring Master.
Phoenix closed his eyes lightly and let out a sigh.
This Duke is more shrewd and difficult to deal with than imagined...
The next day.
The good news of the Battle of Stamford Bridge was sent back to London.
In this turbulent period of succession, nothing can inspire the people more than a great victory.
After all, in the eyes of the people, Queen Theresa is the bloodline of the Lionheart King, and it is natural for her to ascend the throne.
And Duke Honeysuckle, who has made great achievements for the Queen, has become a well-deserved hero!
The triumphal ceremony was held grandly in King's Square.
On the Lundu Bridge that spans both sides of the bank, flags fluttered in the wind. The young Duke, wearing silver armor and majestic, rode across the bridge on a snow-white horse.
The sergeants followed closely behind, lining up neatly, their armor shining brightly in the sun.
The entire royal capital was immersed in an atmosphere of jubilation and enthusiasm. On the streets surrounded by flowers, the event was unprecedented. The procession paraded along the streets until it arrived at King's Square.
On the high platform, Theresa was wearing a cloak embroidered with gold thread, a ruby crown, and holding a scepter, waiting for Yeats' arrival.
The war horse neighed, and the horse's hooves were brisk. Yeats held the reins in his hand, turned over and dismounted in front of the high platform, came to Queen Theresa, knelt down on one knee, and performed the knight's salute.
"Your Majesty, fortunately you have lived up to your command."
Teresa's eyes, as blue as the sea, reflected the heroic appearance of the young Duke, which touched her heart.
Perhaps, even his father did not expect that he could end Duke Lannister's ambitions by himself.
Although he is young, his prestige and strength are firmly at the top of the entire Zhongting Continent.
And next, the Roland Knights Conference will become a grand stage for him to demonstrate his military power and win glory for the kingdom!
There was a smile on Teresa's lips, and she personally helped Yeats up and awarded him the 'Medal of Thorns', which symbolizes the highest honor of the Golden Lion Kingdom.
The medal is engraved with the motto, Anyone who offends me will be punished, and it is accompanied by a protective magic called 'thorn armor'.
September.
Teresa was officially crowned in the Protestant Westminster Abbey on the banks of the Thames.
On that day, the whole country celebrated, a hundred peace doves were released on King's Square, and the solemn and sonorous bells of Lundu Tower echoed over the royal capital.
Queen Theresa specially invited Yeats to stay longer in London.
However, Yeats set out to return to his territory in order to prepare for the knights' meeting. When he left the royal capital, he was personally seen off by Theresa.
"Master, why don't you stay longer in Lundu?" Phokas asked, riding on his horse.
"The sailing battleship used by the Knights in exchange for capturing Phoenix has been anchored in Whitefish Harbor. I have to go back and take over."
Yeats smiled and said: "In addition, there is news from Gray that she will return from the Land of Dragons in the next few days. I have to go and greet her."
Take Gray with you to hunt down an imperial turtle and sacrifice it to the Messenger God. You will achieve multiple things with one stone!
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(End of chapter)