Herman Gottfried looked more like a zombie than a necromancer. His whole body was grayish-white, covered with livor mortis and blood-red lines of necromancy. He wrapped himself in a very tattered black robe, and his grayish-white eyebrows and face made him look like a dead man.
Gottfried was the last of the five Templehoff brothers. Like his father, he was a veterinarian who was responsible for treating livestock such as cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, dogs, donkeys, and other animals. Because of this, he was often asked to leave the village to practice medicine in other villages. Since then, this young man fell in love with adventure and especially liked listening to all kinds of legends.
After several adventures, Gottfried returned home after practicing medicine again, only to find that his father and brothers had all been infected with the plague and were lying on the bed, dying. Herman Gottfried was sad and frightened. He tried everything, but he couldn't cure the plague. On the contrary, he was infected with the plague himself in the end, and he heard a kind voice that was like an old father's encouraging him to embrace life and true eternity.
If Goost were an ordinary civilian, he might have accepted it. However, Goost was a veterinarian with a lot of adventure and medical experience. When he saw his family in such a state, his first reaction was not to succumb to the plague. Instead, he suddenly remembered the legend of the vampire in Sylvania in the south, the story of Vlad Von Karstein.
As everyone knew, after Vlad Von Karstein seized the title of Kurfürst through legal means (by marrying Isabella, the daughter of Otto, Kurfürst of Sylvania), Vlad had governed Sylvania well and prospered for hundreds of years. Although the civilians were very confused as to why the Kurfürst was always succeeded by someone who looked exactly the same, they didn't care much about it because they were living a good life.
However, this kind of lie would be exposed one day. Although the lifespan of the experts and nobles was much longer than that of the civilians, even the experts of the Sanctuary could not live more than 220 to 230 years old. Only the Great Holy Grails of the Sanctuary who were blessed by the Holy Grail in the Lake had a chance to live more than 300 years old. For example, the first Holy Grail Knight, Schiluff, lived to 350 years old. When an 80-year-old grandmother told everyone that Vlad had already ruled Sylvania for decades when her grandmother's grandmother could remember things, Vlad finally couldn't hide the news anymore.
Everyone in the Empire began to suspect Vlad's identity and began to investigate, and the Vampire War began.
Many people who heard this story were amazed that vampires were not just legends. However, the information that Gottfried learned was that necromancy could bring the dead back to life, and it was Vlad who saved Isabella when she was dying from the plague. That was enough...
That was enough. Goth began to study necromancy in an attempt to revive his father and brothers.
Before he could even resurrect them, his story had already spread among the villagers and attracted the attention of the demon hunter, Alberich von Korden. In order to avoid being judged by von Korden, Gottfried jumped into a nearby plague pit and pretended to be dead. Then, under the cover of the night, he put the bodies of his family members on a rotten carriage pulled by a pair of hungry cows and drove it to Sylvania.
Gottfried was not sure if he was lucky or not, but he happened to run into Man Frey von Karstein. The last vampire count was surprised that someone would come to Sylvania to die, but he soon experienced Gottfried's anger, despair, and madness.
A good seedling! Man Frey was very happy. He did not kill Gottfried, and he even taught him necromancy and gave him a copy of the Van Haer family's necromancy book, the Book of Curses.
Gottfried would lead an army of the undead to lure the enemy, and Man Frey would only allow him to lose, not win. He had to let Archbishop Vickmar taste the hope of defeating the undead in one fell swoop. Only then would the crusade army enter Sylvania and fight against the allied army of him and Akerham!
Man Frey knew Vickmar's personality and the way he used his troops. He would definitely come, definitely.
Thinking of this, Man Frey was so happy that he wanted to laugh. He quickly wanted to find someone to vent his happiness, and his first reaction was to find the imprisoned little Queen Alisala. The High Elf Queen had been imprisoned for almost a year. She was now very quiet, and whenever she had time, she would sing an ancient song from the Elven Empire. Man Frey did not know what it was and what it was used for. He once wanted to cut off the little Queen's tongue to shut her up.
This action was stopped by Akerham. The Lich King told Man Frey to hurry. The Staff of Nagash was still trapped in the Brittany's La Messner Monastery. After capturing Vickmar, Akerham would immediately go to the monastery and seize the Staff of Nagash.
Man Frey despised Akerham, this loyal hound. The vampire count was still thinking about what he could gain from the resurrection of the Lord of the Undead.
However, the most important thing now was to capture the archbishop. The blood of Charlemagne in Vickmar's body was the key to the resurrection of the Lord of the Undead.
… I am the section dividing line of Charlemagne's blood …
Year 2522 of the Empire Calendar, mid-April, Wysen Territory, the Empire's military camp.
The Blackstone Guards, as strong as the steel and bearings of the Nur Military Factory, were lined up in two rows. They were standing guard in the middle of the camp. The Armoured Nur, who was wearing brightly colored half-body plate armor and was equipped with the same long-barrelled runic firearms, had just woken up and was doing his morning exercise. Outside the camp were several hard drives. A few legions of the Nur and Wysen Territory were camping here. It was the beginning of spring, but the weather was still very cold.
Early in the morning, Frey Derick had already woken up before the sun had even risen. The first thing the baron did was to train his martial arts. He was best at using halberds, swords, and shields. After training until his forehead was covered in sweat, he began to train his magic.
Frey Derick's magic was different from Devonshire's. Devonshire's magic was of the light and heaven elements, which were taught personally by Lilith and Aunt Morgiana. However, Frey Derick was different. He mastered metal and death magic. The former was taught by Gert, while the latter was taught by the Rose of the Cemetery, Elspeth von Drakken.
After strengthening and memorizing the magic, Frey even fired ten shots at the target with great interest. After that, he returned to the camp and prepared for breakfast.
During this period of time, our Baron Nur could be said to have been fighting all the way from the north to the south, and then from the south to the north.
The first thing the baron had to deal with was the Green Skin tribe that was wreaking havoc at the southern end of the Grey Mountains. War filled the air and spread across the land like wildfire. Thick smoke rose from every horizon. Scavenger birds circled low in the sky like clouds, waiting for a massacre. With every strong gust of wind, the promise of violence floated further and further away. Oker Orcs and Gnomes gathered in large numbers, ready to welcome a new era of bloodshed.
Weissen was in a state of emergency. As the most important mining site for Nur and Weissen, Dautenbach was surrounded by the Green Skin tribe!
When the news reached Nur, Frey Derick stood his ground and personally led the Nur army to the south to rescue them. Due to their fast response, the people of Weissen changed their impression of the Nur people. Their Baron was handsome, humorous, open-minded, and could accept the opinions of others. He was good at using talents. Therefore, regardless of whether it was the nobles or the commoners, they all fought to join him. They gave their all, offered their money, and were willing to die for Frey Derick.
When Frey Derick left the city, he only had five thousand men. When he approached Dautenbach, he had twenty thousand men.
With the help of his new deputy general and military advisor, the "Northern Eagle" of the Church of the Goddess of War, Noel Von Ascot Magritte, the Baron got rid of the weeds and saved the weeds. He left twelve thousand men behind and approached Dautenbach. He personally charged towards the Green Skin tribe that was surrounding the city.
During the battle, everyone saw their Baron personally charging into the enemy's formation. Under the protection of the Blackstone Guards and the Armoured Nur, he rushed to the front of the Orc Warlord, Kwabnaz Stonetusk. He directly started a one-on-one battle with the Oker Orc Warlord. When the Empire's army saw their Baron rushing to the frontline and charging the most ferociously, their morale soared. The Nur Weissen army, who already had the advantage in numbers and quality, quickly defeated the Green Skin tribe and drove them into the mountains. This one-on-one battle ended in a draw. The Oker Orc Warlord retreated in panic and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Stinky Shrimps, just you wait, I'll be back!"
Frey Derick smiled as he waved his hand and cast a Metal spell. The Golden Hunting Hound restrained the Green Skin Warlord and said, "No need, let's do it now."
Then the Musketeers and the Armoured Soldiers fired a volley and turned the Green Skin Warlord into a sieve.
The unscrupulous Baron had just broken the siege of Dottenbach and was immediately informed of the rebellion in Wissenburg. The Tzeentch believers and the Nurture believers had colluded. Frey Derick immediately rushed back to Wissenburg and suppressed the rebellion with the help of the Black Rose Guards. Before he could take a breather, the Orc army outside the city attacked. Frey Derick immediately led his army out of the city and defeated thousands of Orcs. Wissenburg finally calmed down temporarily.
When Frey Derick returned from his morning training, the beautiful Noelle was already waiting for him in the camp. She skillfully took out a towel from the hot water and removed Frey Derick's armor for him. Looking at the sweat on the Baron's forehead, the girl's bright green eyes were filled with playfulness. Her purple-grey shoulder-length hair swayed slightly. Even though it had been a long time, the fiery red roses by her ears were still blooming. "You're back?"
"Hmm." Frey Derick sighed. The Baron glanced at Noelle, who was wearing a red, white, and black maid uniform. He didn't say anything and simply said, "Is there any new news?"
"Yes, the Holy War's army defeated the undead army at Templehof and wiped out thousands of undead. Archbishop Vicma immediately gave chase and entered Sylvania's territory." Noelle took out a new military report and passed it to Frey Derick. "My Baron, I think you're not bad. There were many times when I thought I would have to do it myself."
"How do you think I'm compared to my father?" Frey Derick heard this and immediately became excited. The Baron proudly puffed out his chest.
"You're still far from it." Noelle smiled and shook her head. "In fact, if your father didn't have so many people around him, I wouldn't have come to find you."
"Humph!" Frey Derick was dizzy. The Baron secretly cursed the damn Lady of the Lake and Queen Suria and then opened the military report.
After a few glances, Frey Derick, who was very handsome, wrinkled his face like a chrysanthemum. "It's fine if he pursues the Specter Army, but my Archbishop, what is he going to do? Is he going to use Mikalsdorf as a springboard to take the Drakenhof Castle? Did he think that Manfred von Kastein would not be able to withstand a single blow and wanted to conquer all of Sylvania in one go? Right now, the troops of Mr. Marius and Uncle Gelt are still on the way. Can he swallow them all with only 12000 people? "
"If he's in such a hurry to march into the hinterland of Sylvania, he'll definitely be alone!" Frey Derick was so angry that he threw the military report on the table.
"But it's not unreasonable for Archbishop Wickmar to do this. First of all, there's logistical pressure. There's no supply source near Sylvania, and the cost will soar as time goes by. Secondly, it's not suitable to fight in the cursed land for a long time. The number of specters will only increase, and the human army will be tortured every day." Noelle pulled her hair behind her ear and elegantly walked to Frey Derick. She picked up the military report and softly analyzed, "Also, when fighting specters, you really have to pursue the victory in one go. This is a valuable experience learned from the war with vampires. At the end of the day, His Holiness Wickmar just happened to make a name for himself with this victory. The onlookers see more clearly than the players involved!"
"Quickly send someone to send a letter to His Holiness Wickmar. Tell him that Frey Derick can see that he doesn't have enough troops and has no way to retreat. He's luring the enemy in!" Frey Derick said anxiously. The baron took out a finger and pointed at the map. The Holy War Army was now marching in a straight line.
"He won't listen. First of all, you're just a kid. You haven't even removed the hair on your mouth. You're not even a Kurfürst. How can your words have any weight? If it's Karl-franz, it'll be more or less the same. Also, even if it's Karl-franz, he won't accept it. He doesn't want to share the credit with Marius or Gelt. He wants to do it alone, just like Archbishop Kurt III and Prince Martin of Steyr. He wants to do it all in one go! "Noelle said lightly.
"Sigh! The Archbishop and his Sylvania Holy War Army are doomed! " Frey Derick sighed and shook his head. "I can only hope that Uncle Gelt and His Holiness Marius' army can arrive as soon as possible. Damn it, Uncle Frey Derick is still in the Holy War Army!"
"Don't be too pessimistic. The Holy War Army includes the elites of the Church of Justice, the Light Wizards of the Magic Academy, and a large group of Demon Hunters. Archbishop Wickmar's power of faith is also fatal to the undead." Noelle advised, "It's not that easy to lose. As long as we can hold on and wait for reinforcements to arrive, we can naturally turn defeat into victory. Even if we can't, we can still hold on. Duke Ivan's team of Gryphon Knights and Captain Richter Vesmond are already very close. There's also Kintley's Rick Guards."
"Can't you intervene?" Frey Derick was still not satisfied.
"I can't intervene in the affairs of the mortal world, especially when this Holy War is not started under my name. In comparison, my Baron, you should take care of Nur first. This city is the industrial heart of the Empire. If something happens to Nur, 60-70% of the Empire's firearms will be cut off. That would be a disaster." Noelle shook his head.
"Alisala has been captured for more than a year." Frey Derick gritted his teeth. "If it weren't for my mother's insistence, I would have been in the Holy War Army to save her."
"Then Frey Derick will be very happy. He will have a good captive." Noelle's tone turned slightly sarcastic. "Who do you think you are? You can't even defeat a descendant of the Von Karstein family with your current strength. What Holy War? "
Derick's face turned green and white. In the end, he could only sit down dejectedly. "Damn it."
"I can't leave Nur Wyson. Now I can only hope that everything goes smoothly and that the Holy War Army can save Alisala. Otherwise, things will be really troublesome."
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