Chapter 1016
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Ilsa did not have too many greetings with bankro, and said directly to bankro:
"Mr. bancro, you said at today's meeting that there are two ways to raise the morale of an army in a short time, right?"
——Huh? Why did your majesty suddenly ask this
Bancro was puzzled, but he quickly replied:
"Yes. There are two ways to boost the morale of an army in a short time. "
"One is to give large sums of money to reward soldiers."
"The other is that they are commanded by a famous man, Jay."
As soon as bancro's voice fell, Ilsa immediately said:
"Mr. bancro, at present, the urier order is the only force in China that can be quickly transferred to meet the Frankish army. It is very necessary to make up for the military strength difference between the urier order and the Frankish army and raise the morale of the generals of the urier order. Am I right?"
Bancro nodded:
"Exactly."
"But -"
Bancro's conversation turned.
"At present, there are no heroes who can make the morale of the generals rise all at once."
"Looking around the country, there are only three knights who can boost the morale of the generals in an instant - Iser, Albert and Su Cheng."
"Unfortunately, these three people are not in the imperial capital now."
Speaking of this, bancro involuntarily sighed:
"Alas... If only commander Cheng were here..."
"With the name and influence of commander Cheng, if the generals and soldiers of the urier Knights learned that their commander-in-chief was Su Cheng, their morale would be unprecedentedly high and they would be full of confidence in the battle they are about to participate in."
Bancro could not help complaining about the current situation.
However, just after bancro's complaint fell, Ilsa immediately said:
"No, Mr. bancro, you're wrong."
"In fact, there is another person in the imperial capital who can make the morale of the generals high."
"It's just that the man is not a knight."
——Huh?
Bancro frowned in doubt.
Bancro, who did not know what Ilsa had just said, began to think. The name of each outstanding person who will stay in the imperial capital now passed quickly in my mind.
Soon bancro realized who Ilsa was talking about.
"Your Majesty..." bancro stared round. "You mean..."
……
……
Three days later.
Britannia Empire, pandragon, Jacob's house.
"Jacob." Bangalore said to Jacob in front of him, "do you really want to go together?"
At this time, there were only bancro and Jacob in his big bedroom.
"Of course."
As soon as bancro's voice fell, Jacob said without thinking.
"Your Majesty is still young. I don't trust her to go to the front alone."
Then Jacob patted the breastplate he had just put on, and said in a half joking tone:
"It seems that I am really old. In the past, the weight of armor was no different from that of cloth for young me. "
"But now it's a little hard to wear this armor."
Bancro looked up and down at Jacob, who was wearing armor, and then smiled a few times:
"I haven't seen you wearing armor for a long time. It's amazing. I was worried about you. I was worried that you couldn't wear armor at your age."
Bancro paused as if he remembered something.
Then he went on to say:
"Jacob, can you still wave your sword now?"
After hearing bancro's question, Jacob didn't answer immediately.
Smiling but speechless, Jacob walked towards a wall of his bedroom with a faint smile on his face.
There was a long sword hanging on the wall. You can see from the scabbard and handle that it costs a lot of money.
Cang clang
Jacob slowly pulled the long sword out of its scabbard.
The crisp sound of drawing a sword filled every corner of the room.
This long sword with exquisite appearance and completely different shape from the Knight Sword is engraved with domineering and complex patterns.
Looking at the long sword pulled out of its scabbard by Jacob, bancro whispered:
"Long Yin... Speaking of it, I've never seen you use this sword."
Long Yin - when Jacob was 17 years old, after winning the first prize in the martial arts competition, the 11th emperor of Britannia, that is, gozewen's father, gave Jacob this valuable sword as a reward.
Because the forging material used in this long sword, like the knight guns of the three knights, is Dragon Silver. Therefore, it is named "Longyin".
After pulling the Dragon chant out of the scabbard, Jacob suddenly turned around. While turning around, he held the Dragon chant high above his head, and then chopped it down in the direction of bancro.
Hoo!!
A strong wind blew through the room.
Bancro was startled by Jacob's sudden "attack", and his body subconsciously retreated two steps.
In fact, it doesn't matter if bancro doesn't step back and stay where he is, because Jacob's sword can't cut him at all. The tip of Longyin's sword is still one finger away from bancro.
Bancro looked at the ground at his feet.
"... it seems that even if he hasn't held the sword for decades, Jacob, the sword saint, is not unfamiliar with his skills."
"No, actually unfamiliar."
As Jacob spoke, he put Longyin back into the scabbard, and then hung Longyin with the scabbard on his left waist.
"If it were me when I was young, you might have to wait until my sword was waved in front of your eyes before you react that I had a sword."
"Alas... It seems that you are really old. Both speed and strength are much worse than when you were young."
Speaking of this, Jacob subconsciously turned his eyes to a cabinet next to him.
After casting his eyes on the cupboard, Jacob frowned slightly and then took his eyes back.
Turning his eyes back, Jacob whispered at a volume that only he could hear:
"Forget it, don't take that."
After talking to himself like this, Jacob strode out of the bedroom.
As he passed bancro, Jacob raised his hand and patted bancro on the shoulder.
"During your Majesty's absence from me, pandragon will be handed over to you."
"Don't worry." Bancro smiled. "You don't know what I can do."
After seeing Bancroft and smiling, Jacob took the Dragon singing on his left waist and walked out of his bedroom.
At bancro's feet lay a dead mosquito.
To be exact, it was a dead mosquito that was cut in half by a sharp blade from top to bottom.
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Ilsa did not have too many greetings with bankro, and said directly to bankro:
"Mr. bancro, you said at today's meeting that there are two ways to raise the morale of an army in a short time, right?"
——Huh? Why did your majesty suddenly ask this
Bancro was puzzled, but he quickly replied:
"Yes. There are two ways to boost the morale of an army in a short time. "
"One is to give large sums of money to reward soldiers."
"The other is that they are commanded by a famous man, Jay."
As soon as bancro's voice fell, Ilsa immediately said:
"Mr. bancro, at present, the urier order is the only force in China that can be quickly transferred to meet the Frankish army. It is very necessary to make up for the military strength difference between the urier order and the Frankish army and raise the morale of the generals of the urier order. Am I right?"
Bancro nodded:
"Exactly."
"But -"
Bancro's conversation turned.
"At present, there are no heroes who can make the morale of the generals rise all at once."
"Looking around the country, there are only three knights who can boost the morale of the generals in an instant - Iser, Albert and Su Cheng."
"Unfortunately, these three people are not in the imperial capital now."
Speaking of this, bancro involuntarily sighed:
"Alas... If only commander Cheng were here..."
"With the name and influence of commander Cheng, if the generals and soldiers of the urier Knights learned that their commander-in-chief was Su Cheng, their morale would be unprecedentedly high and they would be full of confidence in the battle they are about to participate in."
Bancro could not help complaining about the current situation.
However, just after bancro's complaint fell, Ilsa immediately said:
"No, Mr. bancro, you're wrong."
"In fact, there is another person in the imperial capital who can make the morale of the generals high."
"It's just that the man is not a knight."
——Huh?
Bancro frowned in doubt.
Bancro, who did not know what Ilsa had just said, began to think. The name of each outstanding person who will stay in the imperial capital now passed quickly in my mind.
Soon bancro realized who Ilsa was talking about.
"Your Majesty..." bancro stared round. "You mean..."
……
……
Three days later.
Britannia Empire, pandragon, Jacob's house.
"Jacob." Bangalore said to Jacob in front of him, "do you really want to go together?"
At this time, there were only bancro and Jacob in his big bedroom.
"Of course."
As soon as bancro's voice fell, Jacob said without thinking.
"Your Majesty is still young. I don't trust her to go to the front alone."
Then Jacob patted the breastplate he had just put on, and said in a half joking tone:
"It seems that I am really old. In the past, the weight of armor was no different from that of cloth for young me. "
"But now it's a little hard to wear this armor."
Bancro looked up and down at Jacob, who was wearing armor, and then smiled a few times:
"I haven't seen you wearing armor for a long time. It's amazing. I was worried about you. I was worried that you couldn't wear armor at your age."
Bancro paused as if he remembered something.
Then he went on to say:
"Jacob, can you still wave your sword now?"
After hearing bancro's question, Jacob didn't answer immediately.
Smiling but speechless, Jacob walked towards a wall of his bedroom with a faint smile on his face.
There was a long sword hanging on the wall. You can see from the scabbard and handle that it costs a lot of money.
Cang clang
Jacob slowly pulled the long sword out of its scabbard.
The crisp sound of drawing a sword filled every corner of the room.
This long sword with exquisite appearance and completely different shape from the Knight Sword is engraved with domineering and complex patterns.
Looking at the long sword pulled out of its scabbard by Jacob, bancro whispered:
"Long Yin... Speaking of it, I've never seen you use this sword."
Long Yin - when Jacob was 17 years old, after winning the first prize in the martial arts competition, the 11th emperor of Britannia, that is, gozewen's father, gave Jacob this valuable sword as a reward.
Because the forging material used in this long sword, like the knight guns of the three knights, is Dragon Silver. Therefore, it is named "Longyin".
After pulling the Dragon chant out of the scabbard, Jacob suddenly turned around. While turning around, he held the Dragon chant high above his head, and then chopped it down in the direction of bancro.
Hoo!!
A strong wind blew through the room.
Bancro was startled by Jacob's sudden "attack", and his body subconsciously retreated two steps.
In fact, it doesn't matter if bancro doesn't step back and stay where he is, because Jacob's sword can't cut him at all. The tip of Longyin's sword is still one finger away from bancro.
Bancro looked at the ground at his feet.
"... it seems that even if he hasn't held the sword for decades, Jacob, the sword saint, is not unfamiliar with his skills."
"No, actually unfamiliar."
As Jacob spoke, he put Longyin back into the scabbard, and then hung Longyin with the scabbard on his left waist.
"If it were me when I was young, you might have to wait until my sword was waved in front of your eyes before you react that I had a sword."
"Alas... It seems that you are really old. Both speed and strength are much worse than when you were young."
Speaking of this, Jacob subconsciously turned his eyes to a cabinet next to him.
After casting his eyes on the cupboard, Jacob frowned slightly and then took his eyes back.
Turning his eyes back, Jacob whispered at a volume that only he could hear:
"Forget it, don't take that."
After talking to himself like this, Jacob strode out of the bedroom.
As he passed bancro, Jacob raised his hand and patted bancro on the shoulder.
"During your Majesty's absence from me, pandragon will be handed over to you."
"Don't worry." Bancro smiled. "You don't know what I can do."
After seeing Bancroft and smiling, Jacob took the Dragon singing on his left waist and walked out of his bedroom.
At bancro's feet lay a dead mosquito.
To be exact, it was a dead mosquito that was cut in half by a sharp blade from top to bottom.
Ilsa did not have too many greetings with bankro, and said directly to bankro:"Mr. bancro, you said at today's meeting that there are two ways to raise the morale of an army in a short time, right?"Huh? Why did your majesty suddenly ask thisBancro was puzzled, but he quickly replied:"Yes. There are two ways to boost the morale of an army in a short time. ""One is to give large sums of money to reward soldiers.""The other is that they are commanded by a famous man, Jay."As soon as bancro's voice fell, Ilsa immediately said:"Mr. bancro, at present, the urier order is the only force in China that can be quickly transferred to meet the Frankish army. It is very necessary to make up for the military strength difference between the urier order and the Frankish army and raise the morale of the generals of the urier order. Am I right?"Bancro nodded:"Exactly.""But -"Bancro's conversation turned."At present, there are no heroes who can make the morale of the generals rise all at once.""Looking around the country, there are only three knights who can boost the morale of the generals in an instant - Iser, Albert and Su Cheng.""Unfortunately, these three people are not in the imperial capital now."Speaking of this, bancro involuntarily sighed:"Alas... If only commander Cheng were here...""With the name and influence of commander Cheng, if the generals and soldiers of the urier Knights learned that their commander-in-chief was Su Cheng, their morale would be unprecedentedly high and they would be full of confidence in the battle they are about to participate in."Bancro could not help complaining about the current situation.However, just after bancro's complaint fell, Ilsa immediately said:"No, Mr. bancro, you're wrong.""In fact, there is another person in the imperial capital who can make the morale of the generals high.""It's just that the man is not a knight."Huh?Bancro frowned in doubt.Bancro, who did not know what Ilsa had just said, began to think. The name of each outstanding person who will stay in the imperial capital now passed quickly in my mind.Soon bancro realized who Ilsa was talking about."Your Majesty..." bancro stared round. "You mean..."Three days later.Britannia Empire, pandragon, Jacob's house."Jacob." Bangalore said to Jacob in front of him, "do you really want to go together?"At this time, there were only bancro and Jacob in his big bedroom."Of course."As soon as bancro's voice fell, Jacob said without thinking."Your Majesty is still young. I don't trust her to go to the front alone."Then Jacob patted the breastplate he had just put on, and said in a half joking tone:"It seems that I am really old. In the past, the weight of armor was no different from that of cloth for young me. ""But now it's a little hard to wear this armor."Bancro looked up and down at Jacob, who was wearing armor, and then smiled a few times:"I haven't seen you wearing armor for a long time. It's amazing. I was worried about you. I was worried that you couldn't wear armor at your age."Bancro paused as if he remembered something.Then he went on to say:"Jacob, can you still wave your sword now?"After hearing bancro's question, Jacob didn't answer immediately.Smiling but speechless, Jacob walked towards a wall of his bedroom with a faint smile on his face.There was a long sword hanging on the wall. You can see from the scabbard and handle that it costs a lot of money.Cang clangJacob slowly pulled the long sword out of its scabbard.The crisp sound of drawing a sword filled every corner of the room.This long sword with exquisite appearance and completely different shape from the Knight Sword is engraved with domineering and complex patterns.Looking at the long sword pulled out of its scabbard by Jacob, bancro whispered:"Long Yin... Speaking of it, I've never seen you use this sword."Long Yin - when Jacob was 17 years old, after winning the first prize in the martial arts competition, the 11th emperor of Britannia, that is, gozewen's father, gave Jacob this valuable sword as a reward.Because the forging material used in this long sword, like the knight guns of the three knights, is Dragon Silver. Therefore, it is named "Longyin".After pulling the Dragon chant out of the scabbard, Jacob suddenly turned around. While turning around, he held the Dragon chant high above his head, and then chopped it down in the direction of bancro.Hoo!!A strong wind blew through the room.Bancro was startled by Jacob's sudden "attack", and his body subconsciously retreated two steps.In fact, it doesn't matter if bancro doesn't step back and stay where he is, because Jacob's sword can't cut him at all. The tip of Longyin's sword is still one finger away from bancro.Bancro looked at the ground at his feet."... it seems that even if he hasn't held the sword for decades, Jacob, the sword saint, is not unfamiliar with his skills.""No, actually unfamiliar."As Jacob spoke, he put Longyin back into the scabbard, and then hung Longyin with the scabbard on his left waist."If it were me when I was young, you might have to wait until my sword was waved in front of your eyes before you react that I had a sword.""Alas... It seems that you are really old. Both speed and strength are much worse than when you were young."Speaking of this, Jacob subconsciously turned his eyes to a cabinet next to him.After casting his eyes on the cupboard, Jacob frowned slightly and then took his eyes back.Turning his eyes back, Jacob whispered at a volume that only he could hear:"Forget it, don't take that."After talking to himself like this, Jacob strode out of the bedroom.As he passed bancro, Jacob raised his hand and patted bancro on the shoulder."During your Majesty's absence from me, pandragon will be handed over to you.""Don't worry." Bancro smiled. "You don't know what I can do."After seeing Bancroft and smiling, Jacob took the Dragon singing on his left waist and walked out of his bedroom.At bancro's feet lay a dead mosquito.To be exact, it was a dead mosquito that was cut in half by a sharp blade from top to bottom.
