While Egil was leading his army to attack Lyonassai's castle, Laing's reinforcements were fighting against an army of the undead in the wilderness.
More than 20,000 zombies and skeleton warriors suddenly appeared in the wilderness of Muxillon. They stopped Laing's 10,000 reinforcements on the way to Lyonassai's castle. Under the control of a necromancer, the zombies and skeletons fought against Laing's army of knights.
The knights' attack was unstoppable. Veronica's Flaming Skull turned all the corpses into ashes. Duke Schubard led his knights and charged around. The army of the undead was quickly defeated.
"Strange. Why are these undead stopping us? They can't defeat us, "Suria said to Laing." We just want to save Lyonassai. "
"That's why the undead are stopping us." Laing frowned. "The undead don't want to see Lyonassai completely destroyed because they want to rule the living. However, the undead also don't want us to defeat the barbarians before Lyonassai falls. That way, they won't be able to interfere with Lyonassai's affairs."
The earl looked into the depths of the army of the undead. Sure enough, he saw Matthewbad's vague figure.
"Duke, we can't stop this army," a black Grail knight said to Matthewbad.
A few days ago, Matthewbad officially called himself Duke of Muxillon. Richard strongly protested, but Brittany was in a mess and didn't have time to care.
"It doesn't matter. If we can't stop them, then so be it. We just have to delay them from reaching Lyonassai." Matthewbad's strength and condition were very different now. He was dressed in black armor. His young and handsome face was hidden in his helmet. His family's coat of arms had turned into a golden snake with a black background.
The vampires didn't dare to fight Laing head-on anymore because they were scared. That was why Matthewbad came up with this plan. He gathered a large number of soldiers to stop Laing from helping Lyonassai.
Matthewbad obviously knew that Lyonassai had been invaded by the barbarians in the north. Duke of Muxillon tried to contact Egil and negotiate with him to destroy Lyonassai. The barbarians could take everything they wanted. The land, countless graves, and corpses would belong to the vampires.
Egil chopped the messenger sent by Matthewbad in half with his axe.
"Khorne's chosen champion is indeed powerful, but they are not as terrifying as Laing Macado!" Matthewbad thought of the blood knights and the 10,000 elite vampires that he lost. and felt a chill in his heart. "We have to stop Laing here and waste his time!"
"Yes!"
On the other side, Clayon was also giving orders. "We have to defeat the undead army within two hours! Lyonassai's will fall. Speed up the attack! "
"Yes!"
… …
King Skalinski's decision caused a huge uproar. His courtiers, servants, and many chaos champions disagreed with Egil. Such a great war shouldn't be decided by a battle between champions.
Egil insisted. Similarly, no one dared to go against the will of the chief.
The challenge letter of Khorne's chosen champion was sent to the inner castle in front of Dalhead.
At this time, there were still arguments in the inner castle. The knights were arguing about how to deal with Elizabeth and the barbarian bastard's son in her belly. Elizabeth was locked in an iron cage. The outside of the cage was covered with all kinds of holy seals of the Lake God. The Prophet of the Lake God, Annala, had engraved a divine seal on Elizabeth's tongue so that she couldn't speak or cast spells.
"We should kill her immediately. She has a bastard in her belly! You all know how filthy this child is. How can we just sit back and watch? " The duke's son, Aldrid, roared at the crowd. "His birth will be a disaster!"
"Aldrid, calm down. Have you forgotten what the oath of a knight is? The fourth one is that we will never hurt women and children, "another Grail knight said painfully." We can't go against the Lady's oath. "
"She is a chaotic bastard. She has a Son of Darkness in her belly. The way of a knight is not suitable for her!" Aldrid pointed at Elizabeth in the iron cage and asked Ulles and his father, Duke Dalhead. "The way of a knight is not suitable for the barbarians and all the mutants in the north! These rules are only suitable for human compatriots! "
"Elizabeth is a Brittany noble, Aldrid!" Dalhead covered his forehead. The duke sighed. "We have to ask Her Highness Morgiana, His Majesty Richard, or the Lady whether to execute her, but …"
There was an earth-shaking roar outside the inner castle.
"Brittany! Come out and fight! "
Duke Dalhead leaned against his duke's chair in pain. Now that the castle had fallen, the inner castle was in chaos, and the knights' morale was low. They could no longer fight against the barbarians. He could only look at Ulles.
Ulles nodded slowly at Dalhead.
There was silence in the inner castle's inner court.
Ten minutes later, Egil, who was challenging outside the castle, finally got a reply. Duke Dalhead came to the top of the castle wall with the help of his attendants. "I agree to your invitation for a duel, but we need a day to prepare!"
"A day? Ha! " Egil laughed out loud. His face was full of mockery and contempt. "Lowly southerner, I'll give you two hours at most! Otherwise, my army and I will kill our way into the inner castle and destroy every Brittany! "
Dalhead's face was livid. He knew that his plan had been seen through by Egil. After discussing with his attendants, Dalhead tried to negotiate again. "Then three hours!"
"Two hours!" Egil raised his hell axe. "Once two hours are up, I'll attack the castle!"
"… Okay." Dalhead knew that he had no power to negotiate. The duke agreed to these terms and then jumped down from the castle wall.
The inner castle immediately began intense preparations. There was no doubt that Ulles was the most powerful warrior left in Lyonnesse. The most powerful warrior in Brittany was the Green Knight, the Great Teacher of the Holy Grail Knights, followed by several veteran Holy Grail Knights, Berchemund, François, and others. Finally, there was Count Laing, the Chosen Champion of the Lake Nymph.
But they were not here now. The strongest warrior that Lyonnesse could send was obviously Ulles.
And Egil's target was obviously Ulles. After a series of battles, he judged that Ulles was worth fighting.
In the inner court, the cold wind whistled. In the small chapel of the Lake Nymph, Ulles knelt in front of the statue of the Lake Nymph, wearing armor.
His lover, the Prophet of the Lake Nymph, helped him button up his clothes, hung the plate armor on his body, helped him put on the gauntlets, and pulled up the gorgeous robe. Ulles knelt in front of the statue of the Lake Nymph and prayed. His eyes were full of cold anger.
"Kalad, come out. I know you're here." After a long time, after the armor was put on again and the blessing was given, Ulles said to the corner of the chapel.
The Prophet of the Lake Nymph turned her head. Her brother, Kalad, who was in his thirties, walked out of the corner hesitantly.
"It's too dangerous, Ulles. You shouldn't have accepted the barbarian's duel invitation so hastily." Kalad tried to say to Ulles, who was standing on the steps. The face of the Royal Knight and Count Garament only showed pain and regret. "It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault!"
The Royal Knight shed tears. The Prophet of the Lake Nymph sighed softly and turned her head away. Her expression was complicated.
Elizabeth was once Kalad's fiancée! She was exiled by Kalad because she poisoned Kalad's father and stepmother.
The reason why Elizabeth did this was that she was worried that Kalad's father would not pass the title to Kalad, but to the youngest son of Kalad's stepmother.
Because of this incident, Kalad and Elizabeth broke up. But since Kalad had never married, Ulles knew that Kalad still had feelings for Elizabeth.
And now, Elizabeth was pregnant with the bastard of the barbarian! Because of this incident, Ulles was also forced to have a championship duel with Egil. Ulles was Kalad's mentor and friend. He was his idol. At the same time, he was also his brother-in-law in a strict sense. Kalad was so upset that he could hardly speak.
Seeing Kalad's face full of pain, Ulles smiled. The Knight of the Holy Grail stretched out his hand and patted Kalad's shoulder. "It's not your fault, Kalad. Don't think too much."
"Born in this dark world, everyone struggles to survive under threats. For thousands of years, under the guidance of the Lady, we have constantly defended this country in the hands of Chaos, the undead, and the green skin. At the same time, we also have to face internal threats. The believers of Chaos wreak havoc in the mortal world, and even the Dark Elf pirates frequently attack our coastline."
"I'm very sorry about Elizabeth, but this has never been your responsibility. This is everyone's responsibility. You can hate the green skin and the believers of Chaos, but you must not immerse yourself in self-blame and pain. Remember, Kalad, in this dark age, it was the Lady who brought us discipline and faith that saved us. Without her, there would be no Knight King. When you are confused, when you are lost, keep your faith in the Lady, and you will be saved."
Kalad wiped his tears hard and nodded gently at Ulles. "I've learned something."
"Now, I'm going to have a championship duel with that damn barbarian." Ulles put on his cross helmet, and the golden fire dragon statue shone on the top of the helmet. There were candles on both sides of the statue, and the badge of the Holy Grail hung in front of his chest. Ulles then said to Kalad, "Maybe I can defeat Egil, maybe I can't, but the most important thing is that I must seize this opportunity. The championship duel is the only rule that the barbarians have to abide by. Now, the military power in the castle is not enough to continue fighting with the barbarians."
I was born in Winford and grew up in Bastogne. I killed two Chaos Giants, a giant dragon, and went deep into the grassland of Carcassonne to eliminate a troll called the 'Devil of Carcassonne.' I once killed a necromancer in an army of thousands and destroyed the 'Blood Beast of Oxus' that attacked Bastogne. I've spent my life fighting to protect the country and the way of knighthood, fighting on the battlefield in the name of the Lady. So, when the barbarian challenged me, out of honor, I would not and could not refuse. Do you understand? Kalad. "
Kalad nodded silently. He seemed to have grasped something, but he did not fully understand it.
In this world, there are things that are more precious than life. There are always things that are worth sacrificing. The Lady gave me the Holy Grail, and when I drank the water of the Holy Grail, I was no longer myself. I enjoyed the respect and worship of the entire kingdom. Wherever I went, I felt honored. The people trusted me, the knights worshipped me, and the Holy Grail made me strong and long-lived. So, I also have to take up the responsibility that belongs to me. " Ulles continued, "Only willing to enjoy the benefits and not the responsibility, only wanting to gain strength and respect from others. You don't understand the sacrifices and efforts that you have to make. You simply think that the weak are prey to the strong. That's the mindset of serfs, vagrants, and believers of Chaos. If you are not a knight, you are destined to not be able to get close to the Holy Grail. Kalad, that's all I have to say. You have to understand the rest yourself."
After that, Ulles strode out of the chapel and never looked back.
When the two-hour time limit approached, Egil finally heard the long sound of the Bretons' horn as he had hoped for.
The gate of the inner castle slowly opened. Ulles, the Knight of the Holy Grail, quickly walked out of the castle. The legendary Knight of the Holy Grail sang the hymn of the Nymphs of the Lake. His eyes were burning with cold anger as he walked in front of the barbarians.
Egil strode forward past his endless bloodthirsty warriors. His weathered and bearded face was wearing a red horned helmet. The King of Skalinth walked confidently. He roared words of challenge, his voice echoing with the power of Khorne.
Who could slaughter an entire race with one hand? Who could trample an entire country under his feet?
Egil was only one step away from his great achievement.
The Chosen Champion of Khorne and the Knight of the Holy Grail of the Nymphs of the Lake stood facing each other. Both of them admitted that the other was a respectable warrior. Egil even took the lead to raise his hand. He respectfully raised the battle axe in his hand towards Ulles. Then he put it down and pressed his left chest with his hand to express his respect for the Knight of the Holy Grail who had resisted and prevented him from winning several times.
Ulles nodded slowly. The Knight of the Holy Grail also held his sword with both hands and showed his respect to Egil.
There was a strange silence. Both of them were favored by their respective gods. They were not only mortal enemies, but also warriors who appreciated each other.
This strange silence soon disappeared in the air. With Egil's roar and Ulles's cold snort, the long sword and the battle axe collided and burst into dazzling sparks.
The battle of the champions had begun!
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