stjorthotic Chapter 314 The "Knights" of Europe
Chapter 314 The "Knights" of Europe
When Americans, in a frenzied manner bordering on treason, completely tied themselves to China's war chariot and prepared to begin a "nationwide spending spree" mode.
The ancient continent of Europe is also struggling to adapt to this unprecedented game in its own way.
Unlike the style of North America, which is characterized by large-scale, sweeping attacks, often involving massive steel torrents and saturation bombing.
Europe, a land steeped in thousands of years of religious, chivalrous, and aristocratic culture, displayed a completely different temperament when faced with this sudden war between gods and demons.
France, Paris, suburbs, an ancient castle that is not open to the public.
This is the secret training base of the European joint force "Knights Templar".
At this moment, in the central courtyard of the castle, hundreds of elite soldiers from various European countries are sitting cross-legged.
They were all tall and strong, with blond hair and blue eyes, wearing state-of-the-art tactical vests, but at this moment, the expressions on their faces were filled with confusion and pain.
Because they are undergoing a training program that they could never have imagined in their entire lives.
— Meditate.
Directly in front of them, a young Taoist priest dressed in a blue robe from Kunlun Taoist Academy was patiently explaining in English with a heavy Sichuan accent.
"Friends from the West, remember this! Our Kunlun practice emphasizes the unity of 'essence, energy, and spirit'!"
"You guys, stop thinking about your muscles! Muscles are dead! Qi is alive!"
"Come! Follow me, feel it together! Inhale... feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth flowing in from the top of your heads... exhale... expel all that stale, junk food-like energy from your bodies!"
The one in charge of teaching was Xuan Chen, one of Master Xuan Yang's most outstanding disciples.
He was also the head of the "battlefield instructors' corps" sent to Europe by the Kunlun Academy.
However, Master Xuan Chen, who is hailed as a once-in-a-century cultivation prodigy on Mount Kunlun, clearly underestimated the difficulty of teaching a group of Western soldiers who grew up eating hamburgers and steaks and drinking cola to understand "qi sensation".
"Master! I...I feel like my skull is about to melt in the sun! But I still can't feel the 'spiritual energy' you mentioned!" A captain from the French special forces asked, his face contorted with worry.
"Yes, Master! I feel like my legs are about to break!" A burly man from the German KSK also cried out.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
Xuan Chen, somewhat bewildered, waved his hand.
He figured it out.
Talking to these Westerners, whose brains are all muscle, about the mysterious and profound "Tao" is simply like casting pearls before swine.
We must find a way that they can understand.
"Alright, alright." Xuan Chen cleared his throat. "Let's put it another way."
He pointed at the French captain and asked, "What's your name?"
"Reporting to the Taoist priest! My name is Louis! Louis de Chambord!" The French captain straightened his back, his face full of pride.
His surname signifies that he is a descendant of an ancient noble family in France.
"Alright, Louis." Xuan Chen nodded. "I ask you, three hundred years ago, when your ancestor, that king also named Louis, faced the enemy's vast army, did he feel fear?"
"Of course not!" Louis replied without hesitation. "The word 'fear' doesn't exist in the dictionary of the Chambord family! My ancestor would raise his 'King's Sword' and be the first to charge at the enemy!"
"Very good!" Xuan Chen then looked at the burly German man. "Your name is Hans, right? I ask you, when you, the Teutonic Knights, charged against those heretics to protect your faith, were you sustained only by your warhorses and your lances?"
"No!" Hans replied solemnly, "What sustains them is their unwavering faith in God!"
"That's right!"
Xuan Chen suddenly clapped his hands!
"You're all right!"
"Louis, what sustained your ancestors was that fearless courage, unafraid of death! Hans, what sustained you knights was that unwavering faith!"
"This is, 'Qi'!"
"It cannot be seen or touched, but it truly exists!"
"It is the power of your spirit! It is the embodiment of your will!"
"Now, what you need to do is to guide this power, which exists only on your spiritual level, through our techniques! To transform it into tangible energy that you can control!"
"Use your courage! Use your faith! Go and fight!"
Xuan Chen's words struck the hearts of every European soldier present like a resounding bell.
In an instant, they realized!
It turns out that the mysterious, Eastern "qi" is the chivalry and noble honor that they have always been proud of!
It's just that it's been changed to a different way of saying it!
In an instant, the aura of all the Templar Knights members on the entire training ground changed!
They were no longer a group of soldiers who were tormented by meditation and complained endlessly.
They seemed to have transformed once again into their ancestors, clad in heavy armor, wielding sharp swords, fighting for honor and faith!
An invisible, yet incredibly powerful spiritual force rose up in the courtyard!
"Buzz..."
Captain Louis de Chambord was the first to feel the changes in his body.
He felt a surge of scorching heat rush up from his heart, along his arm, and instantly to his fingertips!
He instinctively extended his index and middle fingers, brought them together, and thrust them forward with a sudden, sharp motion!
Armor-Piercing Thorn!
"laugh!"
A semi-transparent, pale golden aura flashed past his fingertip!
In front of him, on the special steel plate, about an inch thick, used for testing, there was a bottomless hole!
"I...I did it!"
Louis looked at his fingers, then at the steel plate that had been easily pierced, and an incredulous, ecstatic expression appeared on his face!
"I felt it too! I felt it too!"
"My God! Is this what power feels like?"
There was the first successful person, then there was the second, the third...
For a moment, the courtyard was filled with the joyful shouts of the warriors who had successfully grasped the "Qi sensation".
Xuan Chen looked at the bustling scene before him and smiled with satisfaction.
It seems that my "localized" teaching plan is working quite well.
Just then, an officer in charge of communications rushed in, his face deathly pale.
"Something terrible has happened! Captain Louis! Daoist Xuan Chen!"
"We've just received an urgent request for assistance from the Rome war zone!"
"An hour ago, three fragments of Leviathan, each over 300 meters in diameter, fell on the outskirts of Rome!"
"Right now, at least one hundred thousand 'Cataclysmic Beasts' are besieging Rome!"
"The Pope and tens of thousands of civilians are trapped in the Vatican! The defenses could collapse at any moment!"
"What?!"
Louis suddenly stood up, his face drained of color.
Rome!
Vatican City!
That is the spiritual sanctuary of the whole of Europe, and even the whole of the Western world!
If that place falls...
He dared not think any further.
"Immediately! Assemble the troops!" Louis roared in his voice, now wielding the power of "qi," "Templar Knights! Prepare for battle!"
"Our first battle will be fought in Rome!"
"We will defend the Lord's glory with the blood of monsters!"