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At the center of the city was Konquata, which used to be an ancient saint city and the hometown of the Truth Sayers.
Outside Konquata was a four-meter-tall wooden wall with layers of trenches, moats, dwarven mines, witches' magic traps, all kinds of cannons and shooting holes. A large number of iron caltrops were placed on the road, and many musketeers and crossbowmen were arranged on the wall for protection. There were also a large number of serf infantry and freedman halberd-wielders as reserves.
Inside the wall, large groups of knights were ready to charge at the enemy or attack directly. If conditions permitted, the knights could also dismount and fight.
The Holy Grail Knights were the main force of the mobile support, including the old guards, the Flintlock Dragoons, and a small number of Expeditionary Knights. Veronica arranged a witch to defend every section of the wall, and the five Gray Knight recruits were also ready to provide support at any time.
The left wall was guarded by François, who led the Brittany's southern elite army, Nord's marines, and Bertrand's Fifth Legion.
The right wall was guarded by Kalad, who led the elite knights of the northern nobles. Laing also assigned Davu's Sixth Legion to him.
The middle army had the most people, but their fighting strength was mixed. Apart from the Brittany's Royal Guard, which was personally led by Laing, all the residents and defenders of the Empire's Newland province were also in the middle army.
The residents of the Empire and the defenders of the Empire didn't have any fighting strength at all. They lived in a place like Obien and dealt with all kinds of monsters and barbarians all year round, so they more or less had some fighting strength.
However, their fighting strength definitely couldn't compare to the Brittany's field elites. But Laing couldn't just leave them alone in Newland, could he? Newland didn't have the strength to protect himself when Ulfric and Birak's armies arrived.
Facing the barbarians, Laing's heart could be as cold as stone. Although most of the Northka people lived in the Old World before the Empire was established and were commoners in what was now the Empire, during the Great Calamity, before the rise of the Human Emperor, many tribes had begun to worship Chaos and were later driven to Northka or even further north.
From Laing's point of view, since he believed in Hun Dun, there was nothing much to say. He just had to kill.
But the citizens of Newland couldn't be ignored. These 7,000 people were citizens of the Empire, citizens of Order, and fellow humans.
Therefore, when Laing was sitting on the high platform of the fence wall, coldly looking at about 20000 barbarian civilians crowded under the fence wall and Konkuata city wall, and being attacked by both sides at the same time, he shouted out, "Raymond?"
"Your Majesty." The deputy commander of the Old Guard, Raymond, strode forward. "Please give your orders."
"What about the Newland civilians? How are their emotions? Are there any major problems? "Laing frowned and asked," Do you have any sympathy for those barbarians? "
"Ha." Raymond couldn't help but laugh. He straightened his back and saluted His Majesty. "Your Majesty, are you drunk?"
"Hmm? Why do you say that? "Laing turned his head.
"The citizens of Newland below are very happy. They're smiling and clapping their hands in joy." Raymond shook his head helplessly. "Your Majesty, most of the citizens of Newland have committed serious or moderate crimes. They don't have the money to pay the fine, so they chose to be exiled. There are also poor people whose homes were destroyed by the Orcs, Green Skins, and Barbarians. There are also retired soldiers who can't make a living other than being soldiers, mercenaries who desire to make a fortune, and even former bandits. Your Majesty, how can you expect these people to have sympathy? They hate the barbarians so much. Among the 7,000 people, at least 2,000 of them were displaced by Motekin's invasion and came to Newland to make a living! They can't wait for the barbarians to die. They can't wait for the barbarians' families to die! "
"That's good." Laing sighed. Knight King nodded. "Very good. Anyone who shows sympathy, send them out to be with the barbarians."
In the long two to three thousand years, too many wars had caused the humans, who had been invaded and ravaged by Chaos, Green Skins, and the Undead, to learn hatred.
"That's good. Order all the troops to be prepared," Laing said softly. "The enemy's reinforcements are approaching."
"Yes!"
Raymond went down, leaving Laing and Olica behind.
The heavy rain poured down and hit the roof. Laing sat quietly on the camp stool. Knight King looked at the heavy rain outside Obien without saying a word.
Olica accompanied her master to watch the rain. The Dark Elf maid brought tea to Laing's side. Olica didn't say anything. She just silently reached out and hugged Laing's neck from behind, letting him lean on her chest.
Laing only felt that his face was "clamped". His originally calm mood was disturbed. He thought that the largest group in his backyard should be the Lake Fairy, followed by Olica and Suria. They were evenly matched.
"Olica." Laing reached out and held Olica's small hand on his chest. Feeling the warmth and softness of the Dark Elf, he said softly, "It's been hard for you to follow me for so many years."
"It's not hard at all." Olica smiled sweetly. "Because what I get from my master is far more than what I pay by ten times, no, a hundred times. My master is my everything, and my everything also belongs to my master. I only want your Olica."
"Is that so?" Clayon chuckled softly upon hearing this.
There was no doubt that every woman in his backyard had their own interests. The Lake Fairy, Veronica, and Teresa naturally didn't need to be mentioned. Emilia was basically independent. Even Suria, as his queen, had her own considerations. Only Olica thought wholeheartedly for him.
Then, did Olica really give up on herself and choose to fully integrate with Laing?
Actually, that wasn't the case. As Olica said, all the rewards and power she received now far exceeded all of Olica's expectations, especially her contact with the Emperor. At first, the King of Humans was very disgusted with this dark elf, but when Olica offered up Saint Giles' soul, even the Emperor was moved. The King of Humans decided to share a large part of the knowledge he obtained from the Spirit Empire with Olica. Now, no one knew how strong Olica was, but Laing could faintly feel that Olica's strength should be about the same as his own. Even if there was a difference, it wouldn't be by much.
The dark elf knew all too well that the Emperor was watching everything. The more she thought for Laing, the more she gave up on herself, the more the Emperor liked her. The more the Emperor liked her, the more stable her position would be.
The Lake Fairy, on the other hand, could not understand this. Although she and Leon had a close relationship and even secretly held a wedding, the Goddess still had her own plans. Most of the time, she only had one thought in her mind.
Make trouble, make trouble ~ make trouble!
The Goddess always felt wronged. Why did the Emperor dislike her so much?
Therefore, Veronica was on the second level, the Lake Fairy was on the third level, Suria was on the fourth level, and Olica was on the fifth level.
Of course, Laing didn't change the Lake Fairy. This kind of Goddess was also very cute, and he liked it very much.
"Olica, what do you know about Pilac?" Laing asked casually.
"I don't know much more about Pilac than Master." Olica pressed her chin on Laing's head and smelled his pleasant scent. She murmured, "The only thing I know about Pilac is that it came from the era of the Elven Gods. At that time, the Pale Queen Urs-Hayayi wasn't as venomous, cursed, and hated as she is now. When she and Isa walked the mortal world, Pilac already existed. Pilac is older than the Elven Gods."
"Have the Elven Gods fought with Pilac before?" Laing turned around and gestured for Olica to sit beside him. The dark elf then moved a stool over and sat beside Laing. She thought for a moment and shook her head. "Occasionally, but not too often. Pilac is more interested in the mortals. He conquers a world and its people, forcing them to worship him as a God. When the race is destroyed due to Pilac's greed and viciousness, he will continue to look for a new race to start the game."
"Master, don't think that Pilac is stupid. He is actually very smart. For a long time, he played the Four Chaos Gods in the palm of his hand. He pretended that he had become an extension of the will of the Four Chaos Gods, but he deliberately chose to understand or accept many things." Olica continued. "Pilac is passionate about civil wars. He especially hates those mortal champions, demon princes, and great demons who have received the grace of Chaos like him. However, he never let himself be isolated. For example, when he killed a Nurgle demon, he would claim that it was the will of Tzeentch. When he destroyed the chariot of Perseus, he would claim that it was the will of Khorne. The Four Chaos Gods were once played by Pilac until Tzeentch saw through Pilac's scheme."
Laing couldn't help but think that Pilac was a PUA master.
"Master, don't underestimate Pilac's power. He was once the strongest being only second to the Four Chaos Gods. Now, even though he has lost most of his power, he is still a demigod, and a demigod with endless spells and combat power." Olica hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, you may not be able to defeat him."
"Whether I am a match for him or not, we will only know after we fight." Laing's expression also became serious. Pilac was very likely to be the most powerful and terrifying enemy he had ever faced.
But so what? As the original body, Laing was never afraid of Pilac.
"I will help you when the time comes, master." Olica saw that Laing was not afraid and felt a little relieved.
"Well, speaking of which, Olica, what are you …" Laing wanted to say something but stopped.
"Master, you want to ask about my relationship with the Pale Queen, right?" Olica smiled sweetly, and her delicate wheat-colored face gently rubbed against Laing's face. "I am her daughter!"
"Daughter?!" Laing was shocked.
Was his Dark Elf maid the Pale Queen?!
"Just like the Eternal Queen and the Eternal Queen, I am her messenger in the mortal world, but compared to the Eternal Queen, I am of a higher level." Olica sighed and said, "The Elven Gods have long understood that the Final Moment will come one day. Every Elven God has prepared an incarnation in the mortal world, but their situations are different. Let me tell you this, Master. I was originally the Pale Queen's Chosen One. Later, I was her first Chosen One. Later, I was her incarnation. Now, I am just a fragment of her."
"You are already a part of the Pale Queen?" Laing thought.
"So you have to help me when the time comes, master, or you will lose your Olica forever," the Dark Elf said confidently. The dark elf said confidently, "As for the rest, I've prepared everything. Am I prepared to get another elven goddess? Master ~ "
"Can't you Elf Gods be united even if the Elf Gods are divided?" Laing laughed. He knew what Olica wanted to do.
"History can be deconstructed and distorted countless times in the mouths of bureaucrats, dictators, court conspirators, reform advocates, street vendors, public intellectuals, and lyrical bards to form 10,000 'profound lessons,' my master." Olica smiled sweetly. "Also, there is no 'we.' Where did you get the illusion that the Elf Gods were once united? Even when Asujan was still active and relatively peaceful, he often came out to mediate and arbitrate the conflicts between the Gods. Kane and Kunos fought for Yisha, and Asujan was unable to stop it. "
Laing couldn't help but laugh. Yes, we, it is easy to say.
The master and servant stopped talking. Olica leaned on Laing's shoulder and waited quietly for Birak's arrival.
An hour later, the color of the sky suddenly changed.
The mountains trembled, and the earth trembled. Under Obien's heavy rain, the mountain range suddenly split open, and blood spurted out into the sky. The swamp shook violently, and the creatures inside fled in all directions. The plants quickly decayed, emitted smoke, and grew hideous sarcomas. The leaves and grass turned into poisonous snakes and insects. Four rays of dark red, dark blue, dark green, and dark purple light converged to form a purple-gray figure in the sky. Flames and gales shrouded the battlefield.
The barbarians of Konkuata screamed, prayed, and cheered for the gift from the True God.
The forest was burning, the lake was boiling, and the army of Chaos spread from one side of the horizon to the other. The barbarians' battle roars and praises for the Evil God were endless. Thousands of war drums were beating, and hundreds of horns were blowing. The Warriors of Chaos and barbarians were rushing toward the wall of the Knight's Army. Several demon legions appeared from the void. Khorasan Bloodthirsty and vanguards stuck out their tongues and waved their swords and axes. The wizards of the God of Change rode on flying discs and joined the battlefield. The heralds of the Father of Plague stepped into the swamps in the Peak of Plague. The chariot of the Prince of Pleasure was full of androgynous perverts, dancing to the music.
Birak and his army of Chaos had arrived. The Demon Prince of the Primordial had used various means to temporarily suppress the armies of destruction of the four gods, and temporarily turned the ancient conflict between them into hatred for the Knight King.
The First Demon Prince Birak had appeared. The First Demon Prince was going to destroy the Knight's Army once and for all. He was going to kill the Sun Wang Laing -Macado and give the Four Gods of Chaos his first gift after escaping.
The Gray Knight's gene prototype was going to face this legendary enemy.
This would be the first time Laing faced a demi-god.
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