Chapter 989: The Emperor Leads the Army in Person (Part 1)

Ilsa did not exchange too many greetings with Bancro, and said directly to Bancro:

"Mr. Bancro, you said at today's meeting that there are two ways to boost the morale of an army in a short period of time, right?"

--Um? Why did Your Majesty suddenly ask this...

Although Bancro was confused, he quickly replied:

"Yes. There are two ways to raise the morale of an army in a short period of time."

"One is to use large sums of money to reward generals."

"The other is to have eminent men lead them."

As soon as Bancro finished speaking, Ilsa immediately said:

"Mr. Bancro, the Uriel Knights are currently the only force in our country that can be quickly mobilized to confront the Frank Army. In order to make up for the military strength gap between the Uriel Knights and the Frank Army, the generals of the Uriel Knights It is very necessary to raise our morale, am I right?”

Bancro nodded:

"exactly."

"but--"

Bancro changed the subject.

"Currently, there are no outstanding figures in the imperial capital who can instantly boost the morale of the generals."

"Looking across the country, there are only three knights who can instantly boost the morale of the generals - Iser, Albert, and Su Cheng."

"Unfortunately, these three people are not in the imperial capital now."

Speaking of this, Bancro could not help but let out a sigh:

"Oh...it would be great if Captain Cheng was here..."

"With Captain Cheng's name and influence, if the generals of the Uriel Knights learn that their commander-in-chief is Su Cheng, their morale will definitely be as high as ever. Battle with confidence.”

Bancro's worries about the current situation made him complain.

However, just after Bancro's complaint came to an end,

Ilsa immediately said:

"No, Mr. Bancroft, you are wrong."

"There is actually someone here in the imperial capital who can boost the morale of the generals."

"It's just that that person is not a knight."

--Um?

Bancro raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Bancro, who didn't know what Ilsa meant by what she just said, began to think. He quickly ran through the names of every celebrity who was currently staying in the Imperial Capital in his mind.

Soon, Bancro realized who the person Ilsa was talking about.

"Your Majesty..." Bancro's eyes widened, "What do you mean..."

…

…

3 days later.

Britannia Empire, Pendragon, Jacob's Mansion.

"Jacob." Bancro said to Jacob in front of him, "Do you really want to go together?"

At this time, there were only Bancro and Jacob in Jacob's huge bedroom.

"Of course."

As soon as Bancro finished speaking, Jacob said without thinking.

"Your Majesty is still young, so I don't feel comfortable letting her go to the front line alone."

After saying that, Jacob patted the breastplate he had just put on, and then 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 common clothes to me when I was young."

"But now it's a bit difficult to put on this armor."

Bancro looked up and down at Jacob, who was wearing armor, and then chuckled a few times:

"It's been a long time since I've seen you wearing armor. It's really surprising. I was a little worried about you. I was worried that you were too old to wear armor."

Having said this, Bancro paused as if he remembered something.

Then he continued:

"Jacob, can you still wield the sword now?"

After hearing Bancro's question, Jacob did not answer immediately.

Jacob, who smiled and said nothing, walked towards a certain wall of the dormitory with a faint smile on his face.

On that wall hung a long sword that was expensive to make, judging from the scabbard and hilt.

Canglanglanglang...

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, which is exquisite in appearance and completely different from the knight's sword, is engraved with domineering and complicated patterns on its body.

Looking at the long sword that Jacob pulled out of its scabbard, Bancroft whispered:

"Dragon Roar... Speaking of which, I have never seen you use this sword."

Dragon Roar - When Jacob was 17 years old, after winning the tournament, the 11th emperor of the Britannia Empire, Gozevin's father, gave this priceless sword to Jacob as a reward. each.

Because the forging material used in this long sword is the same as the knight's gun of the three major knights, which is dragon silver. Hence the name "Dragon Yin".

After completely pulling out the Dragon's Roan from the scabbard, Jacob turned around suddenly. While turning around, he raised the Dragon's Roan in his hand above his head, and then slashed it down in the direction of Bancro.

call! !

A strong breaking sound exploded in the room.

Bancro was startled by Jacob's sudden "attack", and his body subconsciously took two steps back.

In fact, it doesn't matter even if Bancro doesn't take two steps back and just stays where he is, because Jacob's sword can't cut him at all, and the tip of Dragon Roar's sword is still a finger away from Bancro.

Bancro looked at the ground at his feet.

"...It seems that even though he hasn't held a sword for decades, 'Sword Master' Jacob's skills are still as good as before."

"No, actually I'm rusty."

As Jacob spoke, he inserted the Dragon's Yin back into the scabbard, and then hung the Dragon's Yin and the sword with the scabbard on his left waist.

"If it were me when I was young, you might not realize that I drew my sword until my sword was swung in front of your eyes."

"Sigh... It seems that you are really getting older. Both your speed and strength are far behind compared to when you were young."

Speaking of this, Jacob subconsciously turned his eyes to a cabinet next to him.

After casting his gaze on the cabinet, Jacob frowned slightly, and then withdrew his gaze.

When he looked back, Jacob whispered in a voice that only he could hear clearly:

"Forget it, it's better not to bring that one."

After talking to himself like this, Jacob strode out of the bedroom.

When passing by Bancro, Jacob raised his hand and patted Bancro on the shoulder.

"While Your Majesty and I are away, Pendragon will be left to you."

"Don't worry." Bancro said with a smile, "It's not like you don't know what I'm capable of."

After smiling at each other with great understanding, Jacob held the dragon on his left waist and walked out of his dormitory.

At Bancro's feet lay a dead mosquito.

To be precise, it was a dead mosquito that was split in half from top to bottom with a sharp blade.

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