Above the sea of thousands of clouds, Chen Yi looked at Luo Lun's wife.
The child in her belly has gradually become restless, and God can even see the thread of that child's destiny.
That's a boy.
At this moment, God stared at the line of fate, and suddenly saw that it was black, lingering with some kind of curse, and related to her father Lauren.
"The family curse of St. Venakana?"
Chen Yi stared at the darkness on the line of fate.
However, that kind of darkness did not cover the entire line of fate. It seemed to be suppressed by some sacred thing and shrunk into a very small section.
God realized that that was the blessing given by the King of Kings to the second generation of the family in the past.
That blessing sealed the curses of the gods.
But it's just a seal.
Within seven generations of this family, the curse of the gods will be returned to Lauren's descendants.
Chen Yi stared at the seal left by the King of Kings and said after a long time: "Interesting..."
This seal is not irreversible.
As long as the descendants of the family remove themselves from the family.
Then, the seal of my king will suddenly disappear, and that person will face the terrible curse of the gods.
After looking at the direction of fate for a while, God no longer focused his attention there, but looked at the Griffin clan.
The morning sun slowly rose, and Laurent was sitting on a brown horse, wearing Leyton armor and carrying a wide kite-shaped shield.
The third prince organized the knights of the former Earl of Myrne, as well as strong men who were willing to share the land title with military merit. Most of the latter were the second sons of some wealthy families in the earldom. Knowing that there was no hope of inheriting the family property, they relied on working on the battlefield. Come and earn a family fortune.
Laurent summoned this group of people and spent about seven days and a full month arranging training for experienced knights and Layton people with better personalities.
In addition, Laurent also tried to recruit peasant soldiers, but the effect was not very satisfactory. The peasant soldiers had just fought a defeat under the leadership of Earl Myrne, and their morale was low. In addition, the Leyton people lacked the strength in the earldom. The foundation of their rule, many squires were wary of them.
The number of peasants and soldiers that could be recruited was only about 300.
Fortunately, almost everyone of the knights and the men who brought their own armor to join the army had several attendants. Relying on the clan's force to intimidate, Laurent successfully pulled nearly one-third of the people from his master and incorporated them into the army. In the procession. .br>
Before finally rushing to the Marton Meadow to meet the king, in addition to the more than 400 Leyton people from the clan, the third prince recruited forty-six knights, hundreds of armored infantry with their own armor and weapons, and a force of 200 A mixed army of many attendants and peasants and soldiers, with the rest being assisted by marchers, craftsmen, and priests.
In a long line of snakes crossing the forest path, Lauren's army was marching towards King Camillian.
They marched for more than ten days, with the rising sun and few morning stars setting. This army was almost entirely composed of infantry, with only a few sentries and knights on horseback.
The entire march was not in an orderly manner, or in other words, there were signs of orderliness under the various marching instruments, but it was broken down after a day or two. The culprit was of course the unruly Leyton people.
On the dull and swaying deck, the Garda warriors could still maintain order because tradition required them to do so, but when they came to land, the Leydon people who lived by plundering often regarded land as a place for drinking and war.
This means that it is difficult for them to maintain the same marching order as the southern army.
Unlike the True believers who go to sleep after their routine sermons every night, the Garda warriors regard the setting of the sun almost every day as a sign of the beginning of the banquet. The Redonians drank all kinds of alcoholic beverages in the earldom, sang loudly, and wrestled , and didn't fall asleep until midnight.
Lauren had discussed this with Mr. Massaphi, and Mr. Masaphi said he would work with Lauren to restrain the young men. However, even after the reprimand, the Leden people's revelry was only slightly restrained.
The journey that originally only took eight or nine days took more than ten days.
Laurent raised his eyes and looked into the distance. On the other side of the valley, the mountainside was covered with clusters of white lights in the sun. It was the white tent of King Camillian.
When Laurent led the army closer, he saw that on both sides of the river, there were all the armies of the Camillian Kingdom, arranged in large and small tents, with training grounds, water collection points, stoves, etc., everything was clearly classified, just like them. The messy encampment on the road was very different.
After Camillian's soldiers saw Laurent's flag, an officer stepped forward to lead the way. He led Laurent and his army to a garrison not far away. It was a little worse than where the king was stationed, but not much different. .
Laurent dismounted, commanded the chaotic army to set up camp, and then set off to meet the king, with Meen as his attendant.
The officer led Laurent up the hillside, and the third prince soon saw the king's family flag.
After opening the curtain, Lauren walked into the tent and saw a man in uniform in his forties sitting on a chair with a large bearskin at his feet.
The helmet inlaid with a crown is placed on the left side of the man, highlighting his identity.
"Please allow me to introduce you," the officer raised his hand and introduced: "The person in front of you is Wade Steven Orianna Simon of the Camillian family, the Duke of Andev and the Duke of Midula. , Lord and patron of the Earl of Salis, the Duke of Libco and all the lords of the kingdom, the legitimate king of Camillian, the protector of the true believers of Camillian, and the devout believer of the Lord.”
Mien, who turned out to be a monk, was not timid about such a scene. He had seen several meetings between lords and lords. At this time, on behalf of Laurent, he took a step forward.
"Dear King Camillian, the person in front of you is the legal heir, avenger, and pioneer of the Kingdom of Leiden..."
Mien spit out the names he had thought of in advance.
After Mi En's introduction, both parties nodded and saluted each other, thus indicating that they knew each other.
King Camillian looked at Laurent, and then said: "Laurent of Leden, Duke Andev has mentioned you to me several times. He praised the bravery of the Leden people several times. I hope that the next siege will be carried out." Don’t let me down during the battle.”
"Your Majesty the King, Duke Andev has seen what he saw, and I will show it to you on the next battlefield." Lauren said without being humble or arrogant.
He knew very well that if he had stage fright in front of the cunning southerners, he would be severely exploited.
King Camillian waved his hand, stood up and saluted slightly, and said with a smile: "Then wait for my instructions to attack the city. I look forward to the pagan blade cutting on the enemy's neck."
So, after a simple meeting, Laurent withdrew from the king's camp and returned to where they were stationed.
Compared with the southerner camps that Laurent saw along the way, their camp was really in a state of disgrace, especially the Leyton camp, which looked like it had been ransacked by bandits.
Laurent sighed and walked back to his tent.
In the evening,
The king's officers came with instructions to organize a siege three days later.
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