On the Carcassonne Plains.
Tritas Coward was running for his life.
The war had failed. The Skaven Empire's great Holy War had failed. At least, the war against the Brittany had not only suffered heavy losses, but they had also failed to achieve their goals. They had not dealt a devastating blow to the Brittany, nor had they learned the secret of the Brittany Rat Laing. They had even lost three Scourge Lords.
It was a heavy loss.
However, this was nothing to Tritas Coward. He had always had a creed in life, and that was, where there was life, there was hope. After destroying the Southern Kingdom, the Skaven Ratmen didn't lack food at all. As long as he returned to his clan, he would be able to produce tens of thousands of troops in a matter of minutes. It would only take a year or two for that to happen.
There was still a chance. Just let me, Tritas Coward, return to the headquarters of the Grinning Mouth Clan.
Yesyes！
Tritas Coward ran like a madman. This Skaven Warlord was sure that he had to run fast enough because the Brittany would soon head south after a short rest. Once the Brittany headed south, he would die without a burial ground.
Run!
That's right, I'm the Skaven Flying Rat! The famous and renowned Tritas - Coward! I'll be back!
Tritas Coward ran all the way. Along with him was the Dimensional Rat Tank, which contained a large amount of information left behind by Ickart Talon after he was heavily injured. Although Tritas Coward doubted that anyone other than Ickart himself could understand it, as long as he had it …
The Skaven Warlord suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It was too quiet around him.
He ran quickly and hid under a large tree. He took out his weapon and put on his Helmet of Good Luck.
This aura …
"Snitch! I know it's you! Get … Get out here! " Tritas Coward screamed. The Skaven Warlord could not believe that the ace assassin of the Isin Clan would appear here!
The surroundings were still very quiet. There was no sound at all.
Tritas Coward looked around nervously. It looked to the front, back, left and right. The warlord of the Grinning Mouth clan roared a few times and immediately became terrified. It begged, "Who is it? Who sent you to kill me? I'll pay double the price. I've always had a pleasant cooperation with your Isin clan."
There was still no response.
Tritas Coward Tail was still looking when the sharp sound of a sharp weapon slicing through space rang out. The Skaven Warlord jumped in fright.
"Dong!" It was a dagger. It was stuck in the tree. Tracy dodged it awkwardly, but when he realized that it was just a hidden weapon, he spat softly, "Bah! Snitch, you want to kill me? Show yourself! This kind of plaything can't possibly defeat me! "
Finally, an assassin of the Essien Clan appeared in the air. He was wearing a black tights, a mask, and two sharp fangs. His face was expressionless.
It was the chief assassin of the Skaven Clan, the confidant of the Night King Snick of the Isin Clan, the Grim Reaper Snick!
"Three times … No, five times!" A crazy fear rose in Tritas Coward Tail's heart. It rolled and crawled all the way, shouting as it ran, "Snitch, we're not enemies! We're friends with the Isin Clan. Friends! "
Snitch did not answer. It began to form a seal. The figure of the chief assassin twisted, collapsed, and disappeared in the ninjutsu.
A black flash exploded, and a forbidden technique that transcended time and space appeared behind Tritas Coward Tail. It somersaulted three times in the air and threw out three daggers.
Blood spurted out.
Tracy looked at the three daggers that pierced through his chest from behind. The warlord of the Grinning Mouth clan didn't even have time to turn around.
Everything was over. Coward Tail's ambition, its life, its everything.
"Why … Why …"
Snitch didn't answer. Even at the moment Coward Tail died, the chief assassin had already disappeared. What was left on the ground was Tritas' headless body.
The legendary warlord of the Grinning Mouth clan ended here.
His body was only found a few days later by a shepherd from the Principality of Kakason. The shepherd boasted that he saw Tritas Coward Tail, who was seriously injured and hiding here to rest. He took advantage of the fact that the Skaven warlord was not paying attention and severely injured him.
No one believed the shepherd's nonsense, but he still made a contribution. Kalad, who chased after him, was not stingy. He directly gave the shepherd a set of standard armor and weapons, and announced that he had obtained the status of a free man to join the reorganized Kakason Black Mountains Watcher Legion. Then, he brought Tritas Coward Tail's body back to report.
This was not a victory to be proud of, but it was still a victory worth celebrating. Under the city of Gene, the Knight King Laing held a state funeral for the three commanders who died in this war.
"Duke of Bordero, you are a respectable brave, you are a fearless warrior, you are my love, you are the role model of all knights. May the waves of Mannen and my blessings sail with your soul to the other side of the boundless starry sky. Please don't be sad, don't be disappointed. Mannen just encountered some trouble, and he deeply regrets not being able to help you."
Bodrick's body was placed in the middle of the crystal coffin, and the goddess of the lake appeared. The goddess was wearing a pale white classical dress with a curtain of jasmine fragrance. The velvet dress was as thin as a cicada's wing, as if it was weightless. The hem of the dress was straight to the ground, and the thin ribbons showed off her exquisite figure vividly. Under the delicate makeup was a pear blossom in the rain.
Her beautiful face was full of sadness. Her slender and straight legs were wrapped in thin white matte translucent stockings, and her slender and delicate feet were wearing a pair of pearl white stilettos. The goddess stretched out her hand and gently stroked Bodrick's face, which was covered with two gold coins, and sighed softly. "Arrogance is a kind of poison, and complacency is a kind of maggot that erodes people's hearts. You had the chance to win, but in the end, you had to test your humility. In this regard, you did not do well enough."
"Father! Boohoo! " Bodrick's son, the Knight of the Holy Grail, Fedmond, knelt beside the crystal coffin. He was already in his sixties, and he cried like a child.
"Cry, Fedmond. Say goodbye to your father." Laing stood behind the Lady of the Lake. He looked at Fedmond's tearful face and couldn't help but sigh. The Knight King's Kingdom lost Bodrick, which was like losing a sharp spear. The strength of the navy was greatly affected, but there was no other way. Laing said softly, "As a knight, as a man, every drop of our tears has to make us stronger."
"This is the marshal's new military uniform, marshal's scepter, and Poseidon's trident. From today onwards, you are the new Duke of Bordero and Brittany's marshal of the navy." Laing gestured for the attendants to bring the items.
Fedmond knelt down. The new marshal's eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth as he accepted Laing's conferment. At the same time, he said in a voice full of hatred, "Bordero will pay his debts! One day, Your Majesty, I will make those rats pay the price! "
Three years in the infantry, ten years in the cavalry, and a hundred years in the navy. The marshals didn't have any objections to Laing's arrangement.
The second was Duke Theodoric. This duke had made countless mistakes in his life, but he had also made countless contributions. In the end, he died in the Battle of Aquitaine. The Lady of the Lake had a complicated expression on her face as she came to his crystal coffin under the protection of Laing and Morgiana. The Lady of the Lake sighed. "Theodoric, you have made many mistakes in the past. You were unruly, you indulged yourself, you were dissolute, and you loved drinking. You disappointed me more than once and made things difficult for the kingdom. Could it be that Balduin's descendant was such a person?
"But you used your strength and courage to prove that when the kingdom needed you, when your people needed you, you were a qualified duke, a respectable warrior, and a brave general. Now, rest in peace. May your battle axe and your courage accompany you forever." The Lady of the Lake made a final eulogy for Theodoric, which summed up his life.
Next was Hex. The Lady of the Lake didn't say anything this time. The Lady of the Lake gently recited a poem for him. It was the poem of the Phoenix King, Kaldor the First, who was cruel to his enemies and to himself. The Phoenix King ended his legendary and glorious life by committing suicide. He would rather die than suffer the humiliation of being captured and living on the same continent as the Dark Elves.
Laing conferred Hex's son as the new Count of Devon on the spot and gave him a generous reward. At the same time, the Sun King felt a little sad.
The group of old people who had followed him, such as Lopes, Olivier, and Hex, had all withered away.
Although these things were normal, and death was human nature, Laing still felt a little sad. The most comfortable time he had in Brittany was when he became a count.
"Sound the horn, break the enemy with the longsword!" A new bronze statue was quickly made by the dwarves. It was a statue of Hex, who had died but was still standing on the battlefield on a warhorse. Laing personally wrote Hex's family motto under the statue. This motto was rarely used, so let it accompany this honorable warrior.
After dealing with a series of things, Laing and the others returned to the Duke's castle to rest. François, Berchemund, and the others led part of the army to continue to pursue and eliminate the remaining forces of the rats. The Lady of the Lake, Morgiana, led some people to treat the wounded. Veronica, who had made a great contribution, looked at the anchored Dreadnought and sighed. This heavy land cruiser had at least wiped out thousands of Skaven Ratmen in this war. It even used its own body to crush and defeat an entire army of Storm Rats. It and Veronica could be said to be the first heroes of this battle.
This type of land cruiser was especially suitable to deal with enemies like rats and undead, who had a lot of cannon fodder and relied on numbers to win. Against such opponents, the land cruiser's attack was devastating.
Laing was very satisfied with the results of this battle. The only regret was that the Dreadnought was badly damaged. According to the opinion of the chief dwarven engineer, Dugan Ironman, the Dreadnought would probably need to be repaired for a while.
"Great, I know how to use the land cruiser now." Emilia watched the whole battle. The little maid jumped around the room excitedly. She was wearing a maid's outfit, full of vitality and innocence. The Empire's Duchess was not good at commanding, but she was good at learning. She had gained a wealth of experience from this battle and was ready to implement it when she returned to Nur. "When I return, I will personally teach Maybach and the others how to use the land cruiser."
"You don't have an engine. How can you use it?"
Laing leaned back in his chair. His original body had been fighting for the whole day, especially catching a nuclear bomb with his bare hands. He was very weak, and he had not recovered from his previous injuries. Sun King could only smile bitterly. "With your power, you can at most run around the city. That's about it."
"No, no, no." Emilia was a little proud. The little maid's leather shoes stepped on the carpet. Emilia said proudly, "Galt, Frey's Godfather said he has a way. Although it's almost certain that it can't be as good as you, it definitely can't only be used in the city."
"Okay." Laing was still asking, but Emilia was unwilling to say more. He could only give up and turn to Veronica, who was enjoying the fireplace and hot drinks. "How is it? Any news? "
"No." Veronica shook her head. She pouted and said unhappily, "Your Aurora and Teresa were sent to the vicinity of the Black Mountain Range. They reported that they only found some wreckage of the Skaven Empire's facilities. They didn't find the Dimensional Stone nuclear bomb you mentioned. There are also some Skaven Ratmen roaming around the mountains. It's very dangerous, so they came back first."
"I see." Laing frowned.
Two nuclear bombs were enough to make them so miserable, and they even directly penetrated Carcassonne's defense. This made Laing very worried. How many more nuclear bombs did the Skaven Ratmen have?
But there shouldn't be too many. Otherwise, the Skaven Ratmen would have no reason not to fire a second one.
"I've used up all my magic, my dear." Veronica tidied her skirt. The female council leader said casually, "What do we do next?"
"After this battle, we've lost thirty thousand soldiers and two hundred thousand people. Millions of people have been displaced. Next, I'll stabilize the situation in the south and pacify and reorganize Carcassonne's army." Laing said with a headache. He was very tired, but he still had to do things, unlike Angelo. After the battle, Angelo left and went back to his Redfish Village to continue farming.
Laing also noticed that Angelo was actually injured, but he did not show it. It was a surprise that they could kill Ikart Talon this time. The death of the chief warlock was a fatal blow to the Skaven Ratmen, but it was clear that Ikart's counterattack and its Dimensional Stone pistol before its death definitely caused Angelo a lot of damage.
Anglo only said a few words to Devonshire before hurriedly leaving.
There was also the impending Seed of Destruction. Laing felt that the pressure was really great.
His original body's psionic energy was still searching for traces of the Gray Knight's supreme mentor, Cardo Diego, in the subspace. He seemed to be trapped somewhere. Laing could only sense that his son was still alive, but he did not know the specific location.
In the dark age, victory only allowed us to survive. When night fell, Laing, who was lying in his bedroom in the duke's castle, thought. After this battle, it was certain that the Skaven Ratmen would not be able to launch another large-scale attack on Brittany. However, the Kingdom of the Knight King obviously did not have the ability to do anything else. The army needed to rest and reorganize, and the refugees needed to be settled. Laing had too many things to deal with.
At this time, there was a knock on the bedroom door.
"Laing, I'm coming in."
"Come in."
It was Emilia's voice. The little maid secretly opened the door and slipped in. She was still wearing the beautiful and exquisite maid's dress. Her beautiful legs wrapped in white silk stockings swayed. She kicked off her shoes and got into the bed. "Laing, are you … okay?"
Laing was a little amused. I can't deal with Morgiana or the lady can't deal with you? You're so small …
Before he could say anything, the bedroom door opened again. Emilia was shocked. She quickly covered herself with the quilt and leaned on Laing.
"Laing? I'm here. "
Morgiana, the witch of the Lake Goddess, pushed the door open. She looked a little tired, but there was an uncontrollable blush on her face. "I'll accompany you tonight. How about it?"
"Good evening, Morgiana." Laing said awkwardly. "I can …"
"What?" Morgiana naturally put the potion Holy Grail on the bedside table. The Lake Goddess looked at Laing's unnatural expression and thought he was scared. "You can't do it? That's not okay! "
"It's not about whether I can or not, it's not okay now!" Laing said quickly.
At the same time, Emilia, who was hiding in the quilt, nodded desperately. The little maid signaled Laing to quickly drive Morgiana away.
"Why not now?" Morgiana was interested. The Lake Goddess couldn't help it. She untied the ribbon of her dress and said naturally, "It's okay. You don't have to do it. I'll do it."
It's not about who will do it! Laing was anxious. "Wait …"
Before he could finish, the voice of the Lake Goddess came from outside the room. The goddess was a little shy. "Dear, are you there? I'm coming in. "
Laing's face suddenly turned green.
No way????
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