Chapter 293: The Banner of the Guards
Thundercloud City lit the platform, and the torch illuminated the vast dark night, once overpowering the moon and stars overhead.
On the battlefield, the ironclad armor gathered, and the warriors were shoulder to shoulder, ready to attack.
The 312 hounds were now like real soldiers, prostrate on the ground, and the dog trainer put the cat's hair in front of their noses, and these professionally trained beasts did not bark at all, but only sniffed out, remembered the taste, and pricked up their ears to wait for their master to give orders.
The elite of the Legion of the Pro-Guard in black armor gathered here, each of them was a carefully selected warrior from Bolton, with 20th place in Sequence 5 "Blazing Mang", 93rd place in Sequence 4 "Conqueror", and 568th rank in Sequence 3 "Iron Blood", the sparkling fire reflected in the black armor was like a lake, blooming in the night.
At this time, Chino and Bolton were both standing on the point platform, Bolton was in the main position, looking down at the elite under the stage, and his voice was full of uncontrollable rage: "I think you all know, a few days ago, a son of a son of a girl gave me a shot, so that I can't move my arm now!" β
"Our legion is powerful, at the beginning of the year in the royal city to discuss the expedition, the desert is not familiar with the place, the four main legions of the kingdom dare not ask for help, we swooped out and stood up, from the pass to the oasis, from the oasis to the desert, and then from the desert to the hinterland of the desert, the horse bandits were killed by us in their own home field, and the people turned on their backs! The Holy Lord of the Desert even abandoned his armor and helmet, and fled in a hurry! β
"In such a valiant legion, what words do you think would be better to describe us? Splendor? Glory? The dignity of the kingdom? β
Bolton's beard was all open, like an angry lion, and he roared out the second half of the sentence: "Bullshit! Such a large legion, surrounded by 8,247 personal guards, the main general was almost killed in the formation! And the dignity of a bullshit! β
The elite guards were silent, and they could clearly see their fists clenched, their tight iron armor barely able to withstand the bulging of muscles, and they kept making a squeezing and twisting sound.
Burton looked around at the elite, and there was no emotion in his voice: "We used to claim to be the most elite legion in the kingdom, but after that shot, that name no longer exists. Come on, take out the military flag! β
A pale-faced guard walked out from behind, with a black flag on the tray in his hand, and for some reason, he staggered and staggered, not only was his face bloodless, but even his lips were white, his hands holding the tray were trembling, and his eyes were trembling with tears.
The soldiers gazed at the platform, and soon recognized that the tray was filled with the battle flag of the Guards Legion.
The history of the Guards Legion dates back to 513 years ago.
Since the fall of the Sun King, the chief of the gods, in the first year of the "Divine Calendar", the world has fallen apart, wars have broken out, dynasties and regimes have changed like fireworks, and all beings have suffered from disintegration and fallen into a dark age of thousands of years.
Until the year 2176 of the "Divine Calendar", the era ushered in its heroes, and the eight princes did not want to suffer from the disintegration of the common people, raised the royal banner, rebelled, and worked together to overthrow the decaying old dynasty, and then fought for each other, competing for the world, hoping to establish a new regime, which is the most colorful chapter in history, and it is also the vast epic that the troubadours continue to sing - the conflict of the eight kings.
Twelve years later, at the end of the conflict between the eight kings, the situation in the world has become clear, and the "ancient king" Doguland I and the "dragon queen" Sofina Fin Regnom have their own north and south, and the other six kings have to join forces to achieve a full victory.
In the same year, the alliance of the Six Kings took the lead in attacking the ancient king, and the two sides fought fiercely for half a year, and finally the main force of the ancient king was forced to the edge of the Dead River, and fought against the water, and then the tragic "Battle of the Dead River" occurred in history.
That is, in this battle, the ancient king's personal soldiers were not afraid of death for the ideal of establishing the country, and the whole army was proud of the first death, and fought to the last soldier.
The leader of the pro-soldiers, who is also the eldest son of the ancient king, carried the banner of the Laurel King alone when all the pro-soldiers died, and brazenly charged the enemy, killing more than 100 people and finally dying in the chaos.
When the eldest son of the ancient king died in battle, his eyes were not closed, his iron body was not falling, and the laurel banner was still fluttering in the wind.
Over time, the queen's mount "Nidhogg" spat out black dragon breath, evaporated the vast river of death, and helped the ancient king get out of trouble, which led to the later blood alliance between the ancient king and the dragon queen to jointly crusade against the six kings.
In order to commend the soldiers who fought for their ideals in the "Battle of the Dead River", the ancient king personally designed a battle flag after the founding of the country, and established the later "Pro-Guard Legion".
And in honor of his eldest son, the successive lords of the Legion of the Guards were only given to the king and his son.
The battle flag of the Guards Legion has been passed down from generation to generation in the style designed by the ancient king.
Although the flag of each king will be remade due to the aging of the material, one thing will not change - the flag of the Guards is the glory of every soldier of the Guards Legion, symbolizing their pride and dignity that has continued since ancient times.
However, at this time, the Guards flag that Bolton ordered was different from the past, and it could be seen from the details that it was the only main flag, but the surface was black, indicating that it had been immersed in something.
Experienced guards quickly saw that those black substances were... Fuel oil.
When Bolton raised the torch, these guards who were fearless in the face of a million-strong army suddenly panicked and fell to their knees in despair: "No!! β
"Whewβ" The fire ignited and burned to the ground.
The military flag, which is the unshakable symbol of dignity of the entire legion, as long as it is still flying on the battlefield, those soldiers who are lost in the battle will be guided, they will know that their comrades are by their side, the general is behind them, and they will have the courage to face the strong enemy and move forward.
There is no eternal victory in this world, and there are no undefeated legions.
In the 513 years since the founding of the country, there have been countless wars and defeats, and the Guards have been beaten to the ground and beaten like lost dogs.
But every time the Guards were surrounded and annihilated by the enemy, the last thing the generals had to do before they died was to organize their own elite guards, protect the blood-stained military flag to break out of the encirclement, and bring it back to the royal city.
The fall of the general? Never mind!
Annihilated? Never mind!
The military flag is there, the military soul is there, and there will be countless latecomers who will hear the stories of the bloody battles of their predecessors, and join the pro-guard corps with sincerity to form batches of iron armies that will not be defeated.
But now, no...
With the light of Bolton's torches, the flag, a symbol of the pride of the Guards, was lit, and the heat of the oil fire burned it out in a very short time, turning it into ashes and disappearing into the wind...
is like the dignity trampled and crushed by visitors from outside the world.