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Chapter 24: The Story of the Sword in the Stone.3

Dublin, this city guarded by heavy troops. The extremely tall walls, the straight-up arrow towers, and the hideous iron exposed in the intervals of battlements intimidate anyone who dares to make wrong ideas about this city.

Although the sky is covered with clouds, the streets are brightly lit. The orange fire illuminates the darkness of the entire city, and the crowds of people make the streets full of popularity and excitement.

The street to the east is a very popular commercial street... There are many commodities gathered from all over the world, with a variety of products and exquisite and small. However, the prices are relatively expensive, so the people who come to this street are usually the Pulun nobles, and only they can come here to spend some spare money. Sometimes civilians will also come, but it is usually the New Year or major festivals, such as the anniversary of a certain month and anniversary of the founding of the Pulun Royal City.

This place is different from London where everyone is in danger and the streets are empty, and it is not as hopeless and fearful as those fugitives who have been burned, killed, killed, looted, and lost hope.

The soldiers patrolling the streets were always wearing heavy armor, holding spears and giant shields, wearing a white cloak engraved with crosses and three rose vines. The royal family in the royal city of Pulun City belonged to the Shariah Heavy Army. They inherited the blood of the Spartans and became more elite after the earth-shaking blood battle of Pulun!

In order to reward these first loyal warriors who defected to him and who were willing to die for Prun, King Drake.d. Chara not only promoted their leader to his first foreign guardian knight, but also gave the entire Prun royal city exquisite plate armor and iron spears that only the General Guard and October Legion could own, and also promoted their status to the royal guards directly under the Royal Family. It is the third largest legion standing under the General Guard and October Legion.

Shariah was very grateful for Charia's unswerving reward, but they were in a state of no reason (the Holy Spike Knight was very strict with his tribe, and even reached a harsh level.) They could not express any gratitude to Charia. Therefore, they had to patrol day and night with their bodies and strong will as strong as steel, and maintain the security order of the entire Dublin to repay Charia.

The city walls were 10,000 hook and sickle soldiers, and their armor was not as good as other troops. Only a set of mail outside and a cloth robes inside, their defense was extremely weak, but the weapons in their hands were extremely sharp, and the weapons built for fine iron were extremely luxurious. The cost of tens of thousands of fine iron weapons almost made the arc knight cry on the spot. Fortunately, as the reputation of the Pulun Royal City became more and more famous, the number of goods and supplies gathered around the world was increasing, and various taxes could get good returns. Moreover, the business of auctioning weapons and armor in Pulun Royal City was extremely hot, and daily income gradually increased, and the national treasury quickly became rich.

So after the Arc Knight stared at the blacksmith shop owner with an almost murderous gaze, watching him "rob" nearly 100,000 gold coins from him. The only reason to stop him from sending people to assassinate the blacksmith boss was because as mentioned above, Pulun was indeed developing rapidly, and various funds could increase rapidly in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

With these powerful soldiers guarding, the people on the streets never worry about any accidents. Even when the war broke out in the Royal City of Prun, they were still able to live according to the daily arrangements, and they lived happily in the iron-like defensive city built by Charia.

Crack! A flash of lightning streaked over Dublin, and the bleak white light shone on the inner wall of Dublin. At a window on the bleak city wall illuminated by lightning, a blonde girl in thin pajamas was staring at everything that happened on the street with her flashing emerald eyes...

Her slender white fingers gently pressed against her collarbone, and her brows stretched out because of her comfort, the girl looked at the crowd coming and going on the street and smiled brightly.

Crouching...Chaya pushed the door open from outside the house.

"Artolia...Is there something that makes you happy?" The first thing you see when you enter the house was the happy smile that the girl showed because of satisfaction. Xia Ya didn't know why she showed such rare tenderness. However, this did not prevent him from relaxing immediately, which was originally heavy...

The rain outside the window gradually increased.

But no matter how heavy rain drifts... the streets of Pulun Royal City are always so lively and prosperous.

"Chaya... is really amazing. She can actually build such a huge and happy kingdom..." Artoria turned around and said to Shaya with a smile.

Xia Ya scratched her head for no reason, and it seemed that Artoria, who had taken off her military uniform, seemed to have become a different person.

"What are you talking about? As a king, it is natural to make the people feel happy and satisfied while being strong. Otherwise, it would be a tyrant who tortured his subjects to satisfy his own desires." Xia Ya sent off several guards following him, then walked to her and took off the cloak behind him and draped it on Artoria.

"It's still cold now, so be careful."

After rubbing the other party's blonde head, Xia Ya looked at the other party with satisfaction and showed a dissatisfied expression...

"Before that, please be careful not to rub other people's heads randomly, right? Xia Ya."

Artoria said this dissatisfiedly, but her hands unconsciously tightened the warm cloak that was hanging on her body. Whether it was Charia or Artoria, they were the kind of people who were not very good at speaking. Perhaps the way they could express their truest thoughts in their hearts was to convey their moods through actions...

Charia selectively forgot the second half of Artoria's words. He turned his head and looked out the window and found that what Artoria had just looked at was the hustle and bustle scene on the street that was almost common every day. On that prosperous street, illuminated by torches like daytime, it was indeed the most lively and financially developed area in the entire Dublin. The crowds coming and going held the rewards from their daily labor and led their families to enjoy a happy paradise of happiness there.

There is no disease, no war, and no oppressive taxes and aristocratic persecution, so everyone is willing to enjoy everything in front of them...

Whether it is the civilians who are gathering with their families, the nobles who frown but do not reject the mixed-ups, or the soldiers who are busy patrolling and maintaining public order, they are their subjects regardless of high or low, men, women, age and young. They are their subjects. They worship themselves, are loyal to themselves, and are proud of their country under the banner of glorious roses.

"It's indeed a very beautiful picture." Xia Ya narrowed her eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Yeah." Artoria nodded in agreement.

Chara lowered her head and looked at Artoria, looking at the other person's smile and feeling even more happy.

However, soon Charia discovered that under Artoria's smile, there seemed to be a hint of sadness and anxiety hidden?

"Are you worried?"

Xia Ya closed the window and blocked the rain outside the window on the other side of the window.

Artoria nodded in disappointment. Indeed, she had been very uneasy in her heart since she heard the enemy attack and headed straight to London.

"Don't worry, I have summoned leaders of all races on the Irish island overnight. At most, Ireland will be able to form a huge army in four days." Chara gently pressed Artoria's thin shoulders and then comforted her.

Artoria slowly raised her head and looked at Charia: "Is the Irish army...why?"

Artoria cannot understand why Charia formed the Irish army for the time being. Because in her eyes, Charia, who has tens of thousands of troops, is almost invincible to the entire British islands. Although she still doesn't know how powerful the rumored October Legion is, she can only lose 32 people with her own losses, and the Plun arrow rain formation that can destroy more than 10,000 of the enemies has already surprised Artoria.

The dark shadow of death that covered the sky and covered the sun's glow... no army could survive that devastating blow.

Xia Ya shook her head gently. He didn't want to form a foreign legion if he had to. After all, Xia Ya has always maintained a certain degree of caution towards those foreigners.

"The two French-willed empires, Spain and Portugal, have recently intercepted caravans in several commercial and trade routes in Dublin, destroying the economic lifeline of Dublin. Although I have sent some fleets to wipe them out, I am also worried that my fleet will not be able to be wiped out successfully in the face of the two-Domestic Navy that have experienced several wars."

The candles flashed in the bedroom made of stone walls, illuminating Xia's handsome face...

Artoria listened to Shaya's words and understood the other party's concern.

"And, it's not just the two-fang fleet. The French army that landed in unknown times also made me very hesitant, for fear that if they landed on Ireland and besieged Dublin on my way to rescue... I am afraid that even if Dublin can be preserved, its economy and military must have suffered a great blow. Thinking about the 150,000 militias that could force me to the Royal City of Prun, now facing a 100,000 French regular army of 100,000... or even more than 100,000 French legions, if there is no help from allies, even I will..." Xia shook his head and sighed.

Behind the glory is always full of hardships. It seems that the Prun Legion is so famous that it is extremely noble in the world, but in fact, whether it is Charia or the Twelve Guardians, they all hate this honor and even hate it.

"Is that why Xia Ya wants to form a new legion?"

"It is not a formation but a recruitment. Although the Irish people have been bullied by the English for a hundred years, the war is still strong, and the tribe is strong and good at long-distance attacks. This is a chance for me who likes to master speed war the most. In addition, the Irish people are very familiar with the terrain of Ireland for hundreds of years. As long as I provide them with enough excellent weapons and armor, even if I come to the Thirty Will Army, I can send them all to heaven in one go! The Royal City of Plun will never be afraid of war, because victory will always belong to us!"

All that Charia said is true. Looking at the world for thousands of years, local combat is extremely beneficial for any nation, especially for the large terrain of the country. Of course, although the island of Ireland is not as huge as ZG, it makes an empire feel nonsense, but the terrain is extremely dangerous, with mostly plains and dense woods, which are very suitable for guerrilla warfare and ambush warfare.

During the melee hundreds of years ago, when William the Conqueror had not arrived, the Irish almost unified the entire British Isles several times. Unfortunately, every time, he had to withdraw his troops because he could not keep up with the supply and was seriously damaged in the equipment. By the time William the Conqueror, although the Irish were well prepared, in the face of the huge gap in equipment brought by the Conqueror, and the extremely powerful heavy cavalry (horse-riding sergeant level) ended with the Irish defeat.

But even so, the Irish took advantage of the terrain to fight the local area and worked with England and Scotland for more than 300 years before they were finally conquered by the talented King Yuser.

So Charia has some trust in the Irish people, and believes that as long as they provide some equipment, he will no longer have to worry about the lack of troops. Of course, Charia did not think of using the Irish as cannon fodder, but he believed that compared to the frustration of the elite, it would be better to let ordinary soldiers consume a large amount of enemy vitality first and then break through with the elite!

…………………Okay, Chara is just using the Irish as cannon fodder, although he himself doesn’t think so.

Artoria listened to Charia's words very seriously and admired Charia's analysis and cognition very much. At least, in this era, there were very few people who could observe wars based on group strength and topographic elements. Most of them were still mainly based on their outstanding personal abilities, while others were supplemented to judge a war.

"Chaya... It's really amazing. If possible, I also want to think that Charya can bring prosperity and peace to his country..."

Xia Ya was slightly stunned, obviously not expecting Artoria to suddenly say such words.

However, although this sentence made Charia a little proud, she did not want Artoria to really become the king of a country. Because Charia knew Artoria's straightforward personality very well and her personality that she could never look back after she devoted herself. The struggles in the palace were definitely not something Artoria could adapt to, and the unspoken rules set by the foolish English nobles without authorization were absolutely unacceptable to Artoria.

Although Charia knew very well that if he wanted Plun to be able to cooperate perfectly with Great Britain or even secretly annexed, the best way was to be Artoria to become the king of unifying England... However, using the people he liked and even loved to achieve his goal is just a rat. People who only know how to use but not how to give and like were in a high position, they were just a cold-blooded tyrant.

Thinking of this, when Charia looked at Artoria's clean and beautiful face again, she couldn't help but reach out and press it gently on her soft face.

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Please forgive me for the late update, and I believe you should understand that although the update of the two chapters is actually three-in-two, so everyone who complains that the update is not enough should be satisfied?

Hehehehe, please recommend it if you are satisfied~
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