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Chapter 777: The Battle of the Nation

Chapter 777: The Battle of the Nation

On the banks of the Mississippi River, paladins riding all-white war horses, with the emblem of St. George slaying the dragon embroidered on their robes, walked through the military camp.

Almost all clergy from the southern states were called in, numbering more than a thousand, to sprinkle holy water on the soldiers to boost morale.

The choirs sang solemn hymns and sacred prayers were everywhere.

This was an unprecedented mass in America, and the scene was so grand that most of the British soldiers had never seen it before.

In the harbor, a brand new battleship was approaching like a giant whale, and the huge escort fleet was coming with thick smoke and its back to the setting sun.

On board the London.

Marshal Julian, escorted by the guards, went straight to the command room, where everything was in order and Admiral George's personal belongings had been packed up.

"Admiral George, I will take over your position and be in charge of all affairs of the expeditionary force."

Admiral George was not surprised by the news: "Can I return to my homeland now?"

"I'm afraid not. You'll have to continue to be my deputy."

The middle-aged general with a solemn face said in a cold tone: "I have no intention of criticizing your previous series of decisions, nor do I intend to hold anyone responsible. Our only and most important goal now is to win this war."

Admiral George smiled bitterly, he knew the subtext of the new marshal named Julian.

Whether the merits and demerits will be offset and reputation restored, or there will be a later reckoning, all depends on the outcome of this battle.

"Sir, I accept your orders."

Admiral George paused for a moment and continued, "Before I explain the current situation to you, I would like to ask you a question. How many reinforcements did you bring this time?"

Marshal Julian said solemnly: "The Quebec Division, the New Brunswick Division, and the Virginia Garrison Division are all elite troops in the colonial garrisons. In addition, a cavalry regiment of the Order of St. George in the mainland, as well as all the forces of the New World Chapter, will be transferred to the expeditionary force's combat sequence."

Colonial garrisons are not the same as colonial militias. The former can be considered a local combat sequence, and their equipment and training level are far beyond the reach of the militias in various states.

Admiral George frowned, "Where are the anti-aircraft weapons I emphasized?"

"Don't worry about the Texan dragon. The Grand Master of the Knights of St. George will carry a dragon-slaying relic."

"What is the dragon-slaying sacred weapon?"

Admiral George was a little puzzled. Although the Order of St. George was named after St. George, they had never dealt with creatures like dragons. Where did the dragon-slaying holy object come from?

"The dragon is just a slightly stronger beast, Admiral George. I don't understand why you treat a beast like a formidable enemy."

Marshal Julian sneered, but still explained, "It is a holy object obtained from the Ottomans. It is one of the rewards given to us by the Ottomans for the Crimean War. It is said that it was a sacred object held by the last emperor of the Palaiologos dynasty of Rome. It has been enshrined in the church for nearly fifty years and has been transformed into a holy object. It is easy to kill a dragon."

"Although the Ottomans have fallen, no one knows more about dragons than they do."

The successive victories over the British Empire and Mexico greatly boosted the morale of the Texans, and the captured supplies also gave a shot in the arm to Texas' wartime economy.

When New Basilicata was first built, it was constructed to the standards of a military fortress, and the supplies stored there over the years were enough for the Texans to hold the city for a long time.

The biggest expense was still in relocating border residents. Although many residents had returned to southern border towns after the victory over Mexico, it would take a long time to resume production.

But Giuliano did not regret this decision. The population was too important to Texas. Moreover, these were loyalists who had long been accustomed to living in harmony with the wolves and supported the rule of Texas. They were the basic base of the concept of "Texans". Once they were lost, it would be difficult to replenish them.

A drop of ink falling into a stream soon leaves no trace, but if it falls into a glass of water, it is hard to say whether Texans assimilate the immigrants or the immigrants assimilate the Texans.

The British deployed troops on the border and held a massive mass, which could not be hidden from the Texan spies.

Losa interpreted this as a sign that the British were about to launch a decisive battle. Although as long as the British continued to delay, with their strong financial resources and powerful navy, they could easily drag the war until Texas collapsed and win without fighting.

But such an ugly victory will not bring them any glory, and the price paid is far from what the world hegemon is willing to bear.

These days, Losa went out to hunt from time to time, and using the convenience of the "storage space", he emptied the material reserve warehouses of several North American colonies in succession, greatly enriching the armaments of New Basilicata.

Ever since she heard about that terrible future, Viviana has been a little depressed.

Lothar had no way to comfort her. After all, war and death were sometimes the driving force behind the progress of the times.

Without two consecutive world wars, Europe's colonial system would not have collapsed.

Even without the Nanjing Uprising, the old feudal warlords and bourgeois compradors would still be ruling the people.

Just like Mexico today, without the courage to destroy everything and start over, killing people and causing rivers of blood, there is no way to save this country from its tragic fate.

Everyone knows that people will die, and a lot of them.

But this is the trend of history, a rolling torrent that is unstoppable.

However, those who lost their wives and children and their families in the war probably would not think that this is so-called progress.

"They're coming!"

"The British are marching towards Wolfburg!"

When he received the news, Lothar was training his knights to practice the wolf tribe's body-building techniques.

The instructors from Basilicata also taught these cavalrymen from another era with all they knew. The Texas Wolf Clan was a large collective that included not only the Basilicata family, but also many members from other smaller families, so the abilities they possessed were also diverse.

Each wolf clan has its own specialty. Basilicata often produces warriors, while the Saluzzo family is a family of assassins.

Although it has been proven that most knights are unable to use the holy light of this world, and are unlikely to master the dark power of the wolf clan, even if they do not have extraordinary powers, these ancient families that have been passed down for hundreds of years still have their own unique skills.

The knights studied very seriously. Everyone could see how powerful the warriors in these "trials" were. Even if they couldn't master these powers, it would be a sure win if they could learn some combat skills.

For a knight, martial arts are the foundation of his life. Once learned, they can be passed on to future generations.

This is even more suitable as the heirloom foundation of a knight family than a castle or a village.

Baron Charles and several other Crusader Knights followed Centurion Leon, all smiling: "Mr. Leon, I am different from them. My physical fitness and skills are much better than theirs. I think you can definitely teach me something new."

"Stop hanging around in front of me."

Centurion Leon's eyelids twitched: "I feel dizzy when I see you dressed like this."

In the era when the Trastamara family ruled the Two Sicilies, the wolf tribe could only stay on the island of Sicily, becoming country landlords and keeping a low profile.

The Knights of Santiago of the Kingdom of Castile also launched an expedition against the wolf tribe.

Although it ultimately ended in failure, the wolf tribe also suffered heavy losses and eventually ushered in a major reshuffle. It was also from that time that the pattern of the wolf tribe being ruled by twelve superior families headed by the Wolf Lord was formed.

But the knights under Lothar were all dressed like crusaders, and many of them faintly exuded the aura of holy light. When Leon looked at these people, he felt like a mouse encountering a cat.

"The war is about to start. If you really want to learn something advanced, just follow me during this time."

Charlie thought for a moment and said, "No problem. I can hand over my men to Orhan, the Turkic barbarian leader."