PS: Originally, it was uncomfortable, but after sitting in front of the computer for a while, I was able to write it out. Pigeons, but not pigeons, are still pigeons.
Nur in winter was also very cold.
On the snow-covered streets, the bustling Nur was still as crowded as ever. The festive atmosphere of the Winter Veil Festival was not over yet. Merchants were all over the place doing activities, such as 2520 being the final carnival season of the year, fighting for the lowest price of the year, 10 billion subsidies for the highest price, 50% off 100, 120% off 200.
Activities were happening everywhere.
Many people were holding shopping parades. Refugees from all over entered Nur to make a living. At the same time, all kinds of orders entered the Nur military factory. The gun factory was working day and night, producing all kinds of firearms and war machines.
Large amounts of food were transported from the Awe River and the Sol River to Nur to fill the almost endless appetite of this industrial city. At the same time, there was also the Brittany's food trade. Every time, there were hundreds of carts or even more.
Nur people always said proudly, "The Countess will not let us starve. The Baron will protect our city. Nur has our own court. We are the most important city in the Empire."
This might not be nonsense. As the most important city and pearl in the south of the Empire, only the capital, Brunswick, could be compared to it in terms of wealth, industrial technology, and population. This was also the Empire's academic and industrial center. It had everything an Emperor of the Empire's court would need, including a complete Magic Eight Winds Wizard Guild, a royal zoo in Nur, a dozen local knight orders, the Church of Justice, and the Cathedral of the Goddess of War.
It was worth mentioning that the natives of Nur did not welcome the Yuric Sect because this group of barbarians would hinder their business. However, they especially welcomed the Goddess of War, Milmidian, because compared to the barbaric Yuric Sect, the Goddess of War's teachings were more focused on strategy and tactics, flexible formations, and knowledge and learning.
Now, Nur Baron Frey Derick was leading a few Armoured Nur and 20 to 30 Blackstone Guards on the streets. Behind him was a group of Nur City Guards. The baron was carrying out a routine patrol. After the Battle of Thousand Cannons and the Battle of Blackfire Pass, the baron's military skills were widely recognized. Emilia was also satisfied with her son, so she gave him the position of captain of the city patrol team.
So Frey Derick started patrolling the city all day with his men.
"It is said that whenever the Empire is in danger, the importance of Nur will be more apparent." An Armoured Nur, the young Sir Otto von Saxon, said proudly, "Without Nur, more than 60% of the Empire's firearms will be cut off. Without Nur, the Empire will not have enough cannons to level the world. Without Nur, what will the Empire have left? In the most difficult times now, only Nur remains strong. Only Nur has the ability to support all parts of the Empire. Only Nur … "
"Okay, okay, okay." Frey Derick smiled a little impatiently. "I have heard this many times. Nur is destined to be great, and I do think that Nur is one of the most important cities in the Empire. But if it were not for the arms orders from the Empire, the food supply, and the constant influx of talents into this great city, we would also be facing a lot of trouble."
"This is also thanks to the Countess. Now that the food harvest is poor, she can always get a lot of good food from the other side of the mountain." Otto could only be forced to admit that Frey Derick had a point. "Of course, my Baron, it would be better if you could get rid of one of them."
"Heh." Frey Derick shook his head helplessly. Arrogance and disdain for the other territories in the Empire except for Rick Territory and Ivy Territory (instead, the Nur people liked to insult Rick Territory the most). They liked to compare Nur with the capital, Brunswick, White Wolf City, and Mildenheim. This was the daily life of the Nur people. The Nur natives who lived here, especially the military nobles of the middle class and above, had a "Great Nur Doctrine". They felt that Nur was the best and most powerful city in the old world.
Although she didn't say it, Frey Derick knew that his mother's little treasury was indeed full recently. Due to the need to defend the city and complete orders, the army and factories had been expanded again and again. The entire Nur now had the most powerful steel legion in the Empire and the most firearms.
The Black Tower Guard Battalion Commander, Blackstone Guard Captain, and Nur General Nathan Drake walked beside Frey Derick. Frey Derick liked this General Drake, so he was asked by Frey Derick from Emilia's side to be his deputy general.
It was interesting to say that Nathan Drake was originally an ocean explorer. He traveled around the world and explored as far as Lucia and Aurora. He was also received by the head of the Ashes Corps, Forgen. Later, he accumulated a lot of wealth by exploring the underwater ruins of ancient saints. He formed a mercenary team and made a name for himself until he became a famous mercenary leader. Then, he was officially incorporated by the Empire. As he was a native of Nur and was willing to return to his hometown, he finally jumped into the Black Tower Guard (Nur Internal Defense Force) and passed the Blackstone Guard examination to become a member of the Countess' personal guard.
Frey Derick liked to talk to Drake the most. As a former mercenary leader who had traveled around the world, he was very knowledgeable and could give Frey Derick enough answers almost anywhere. Of course, more importantly, Captain Drake was one of the few Nur officers who believed that the Skaven Rat Men existed, which coincided with Frey Derick's thoughts.
He needed this kind of hardliner. Drake, who had run into a wall time and time again, was touched that there was finally someone in the upper echelons of Nur who believed in him, not to mention that this person was Baron Nur, the first successor of the countess.
"How is the investigation going?" Frey Derick asked Drake.
"My Baron, according to the investigation, we found that at least a quarter of the people in the Armoured Nur and a fifth to a sixth of the Blackstone Guards believe in Chaos," Drake said in a low voice. Drake said in a low voice, "But fortunately, except for a very small number of people, most of them don't even know that they believe in Chaos. They have always thought that they believe in Charlemagne, Mirmidia, Yurick, Shalia, and Vaelena. These people are not deeply corrupted. After your purification ritual and Casmir the Ninth's purification ritual, everyone can return to their posts."
"Damn it! Fortunately, we found out early! " Frey Derick cursed in his heart. If he was not so sensitive to the presence of Chaos, who would have known that the ancient primitive human altar under the Armoured Nur was actually the Altar of Khorne?
How many people in the Empire were believers of Chaos?
At the same time, Frey Derick felt that he had overlooked something.
What was it?
"What about the rest?" The Baron asked softly.
"They have all been secretly executed and handed over to the Church of Justice to be burned." Captain Drake nodded.
"I don't think the Church is that reliable." Frey Derick frowned. The way his eldest son was thinking was exactly the same as his father, Laing. As he grew older, Frey Derick's face, which was originally very similar to Emilia's, began to have features similar to Laing's. "But it's okay. I can recognize them. I'll see for myself when the time comes."
"Yes."
The group patrolled past Mirmidia's Goddess of War Academy. The Goddess of War Academy was still teaching despite the cold weather. The students who had just finished their winter holidays had already started their classes.
"Ah, listening to this voice, I feel like I've returned to my youth." Frey Derick said proudly. He had also attended the Goddess of War Academy before, and it only took him three years to finish all the courses.
"Your youth?" At this moment, a heroic yet charming female voice sounded from above. "You have the nerve to say that you're young? Why don't you look at how old you are now? Hairy child. "
"Hairy child?" Frey Derick was a little unhappy, and the soldiers behind him were even more hostile. The baron looked up and saw a very beautiful girl sitting on the trunk of a big tree in the Goddess of War Academy. She was half lying and half leaning, casually looking at Frey Derick with a pair of big green eyes. Her purple-gray shoulder-length hair hung down from both sides of her ears, and on her head was a golden crown in the shape of a sun, with fiery red roses pinned to her ears.
The girl's eyes were full of playfulness and interest. Her eyes flashed as if they could speak. Her every move was filled with the inviolable brilliance and the brilliance of rationality and wisdom. There was a faint smile on her delicate and heroic oval face. At first glance, she seemed to be wearing a full set of maid attire with the colors of red, white, and black. There was also a large ribbon tied around her chest. However, if one looked closely, they would find that the so-called red and white maid attire was an extremely exquisite set of armor. Her knee-high iron boots could not hide her slender and well-proportioned legs. A sword with a hilt in the shape of a sun, burning with the pure fire of the sun, was hanging on her waist. Two long ribbons hung down from her sides.
"Who are you calling a hairy child?" Frey Derick roared in dissatisfaction. If this was said by his parents, his uncles, his Godfather, or his mentor, then it was fine, but others couldn't say it!
"Aren't you a hairy child?" The girl laughed. She stared at Frey Derick's hairy mouth. "Have you forgotten? I even held you when you were born! "
"!" Frey Derick suddenly widened his eyes. "You … You are?!"
"Me? I am now the new 'Eagle of the North', Noelle von Ascot Magritte. After Archbishop Isabella went missing, I am now in charge of the Goshawk Knights, the Spear of Justice Knights, and the Burning Sun Knights of the entire Empire. It's a pleasure to meet you, Baron Nur. " The girl simply nodded at Frey Derick without the slightest reverence. "But I don't think we have much time to talk."
"Why?" Frey Derick, on the other hand, bowed at the girl to show his respect. He drew out his sword, which was the rune sword of the wood elves, and held it straight in front of his chest.
"It's a riot." The girl Noelle said solemnly, "A riot is taking place at the gate of the Kurfürst's palace. If I were you, I would hurry back with my men."
"Oh, oh, oh!" Frey Derick was instantly excited. A series of words suddenly popped up in his head.
Fengtian Jing Disaster!
Black Stone Gate Rebellion!
Misty Moon Coup!
Glorious Revolution!
Of course, these were all just Frey Derick's random thoughts. He still loved and respected his mother very much. Hearing the girl's reminder, the Baron Nur immediately realized what he had overlooked!
Mother's palace!
"Otto! Immediately take your men with my order and go find the Maybach Great Engineer! "Frey Derick roared," Tell him to take the revolving gun squad to the Kurfürst's palace immediately! "
"Yes!"
"Drake! Take my ring and go find Ms. Elspeth, the dean of the Purple Crystal Academy, and Mr. Bernt, the Amber Sanctuary Great Wizard. "
"Yes!"
"The rest, follow me! Go rescue mother! " Frey Derick left in a hurry with his men, leaving the girl who was still on the tree. The girl took out a small cylinder from her waist, which was filled with Sherry wine. She took a mouthful and sighed.
"Like father, like son. He really has his father's style when it comes to decisions at critical moments. Maybe I'll have a better chance if I follow him."
On the other side, as expected, a huge riot suddenly broke out in the downtown area of Nur. Groups of zealots and doomsayers suddenly appeared and began to attack the major venues and palaces in Nur. They crowded the streets. Their reason was that they were "hunting witches" and looking for evidence that the nobles and the officers were "secretly communicating with Chaos". Thousands of mobs attacked the Kurfürst's palace, and even more mobs began to destroy the downtown area of Nur. Everybody was trying to prove that they were more "pure" than others, and the way to do that was to kill and expose those who were "not pure enough".
Inside the palace, Emilia, Duchess of the Empire, was tied to a stake. She was taking a nap, but she was dragged out of her bed by her maid and her trusted personal maid. While the guards of the palace were all paying attention to the outside, the maid suddenly woke Emilia up.
"Not good, my Duchess. The mobs are attacking the palace!"
"It's fine. Don't panic." Emilia, who had just woken up and was only wearing her pajamas, said calmly, "There are too many guards in the palace. The Black Stone Guards and the Black Tower Guards are not mobs at all. They can't break in. But why is this happening?"
"What if they have already broken in?" The maids suddenly burst into laughter. Then, Mary, Emilia's most trusted maid, said, "My Duchess, other people have been distracted by me. I'll do it in your name."
"What?!"
Caught unprepared, Emilia was caught by a few maids just like that. Because she was protected by Laing's spiritual tattoos, it was impossible for the cultists of Chaos to hurt her directly. However, the cultists were long prepared. She was tied to the stake, accused of being a "witch" and "lewd". The Duchess' screams, together with the burning haystack, were as sharp and desperate as ever.
However, exactly at this moment, a gunshot burst out, and Mary's head was blown up on the spot. Frey Derick rushed in with the Armoured Nur and the Black Stone Guards, killing the few maids.
"Mother! Are you alright?! " Frey Derick raised his hand and cast a Wind of Death spell to cancel out the flames. Then, he put Emilia down from the stake.
"Frey! My son! Oh! " Emilia hugged her son tightly. The Duchess was flustered and exasperated. She immediately found the Rune Tooth, Western Fire, and said, "Let's go, son. Let's kill our way out, gather the army, and quell the rebellion!"
"Roar!" Frey responded like a lion cub.
As the Duchess of the Empire appeared and gathered the army, the leaderless Nur army was immediately summoned. The operation to quell the rebellion began immediately. After two days, the large-scale rebellion in Nur was quelled. It was estimated that at least 20,000 people died in the rebellion.
However, after the rebellion was quelled, the first reaction of the Duchess of the Nur Empire was to run away. She ordered her subordinates to pack up and salute. Emilia's mind was filled with thoughts of running away. She ran to Laing.
She couldn't stay in this damn place anymore!
"As expected! Only by Laing's side won't this kind of thing happen! Only by his side is I safe! Only he can give me a sense of security! "
Nur, whoever wants to stay can stay. Anyway, I'm not going to stay!
… I'm the dividing line of security …
Just one month after the Nur rebellion, Empire, Tara Bek, the outskirts of Tara Beheim, 20 to 30 kilometers away from the city.
The "Winter Hunt" that the Kurfürst insisted on eventually brought about devastating results.
"Go, Long Mei, my Superman!" The Grand Duke of Tara Beheim, Kurfürst Helmut Feuerbach, fell to the ground. The Kurfürst couldn't help but scream as he watched his guards being slaughtered by a group of Tyrannical Berserkers, Orc Minotaurs, and several Nurgle believers that rushed out of the forest.
Long Mei was the mount of Kurfürst Helmut. It was a half-griffin and the main source of combat power for the Kurfürst. It was trying its best to fight a group of Tyrannical Berserkers until it was chopped into pieces.
"Fight one, fight one, Zion, you can do it, you can do it!" Helmut screamed. His Great Swordsman guards died one after another, protecting the Kurfürst as he retreated. The Kurfürst's personal champion, Zion Williamson Lahm, waved his sword like a whirlwind until he was pierced by a row of halberds by the Tyrannical Warriors of Chaos. He was stabbed into the wall and bled to death.
"Numb, numb!" Helmut was so scared that he didn't know what to do. He ran for his life until he reached a small slope. Below him was the cold and rapid Tara Bek River.
At this time, the Kurfürst's guards were all dead, and he was the only one left.
"This is the end!" Behind him were several Minotaurs, a group of (dozens of) Tyrannical Berserkers, dozens of Tyrannical Warriors of Chaos, and a group of Nurgle believers.
The Kurfürst cried in desperation, "Does this make sense?"
Then, with a leap, he jumped into the cold water below zero degrees Celsius and was washed away by the current.
The moment before he lost consciousness, a sentence flashed in the Kurfürst's mind.
"This is the river."
From this day on, the Grand Duke of Tara Bek and the Kurfürst of Tara Beheim, Helmut Feuerbach, disappeared.
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