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In the beginning of March, Lauren and a few dukes were meeting in the main tent outside Richard's castle to discuss the new military situation.
"Theodoric is on his way here. He asked us to meet him in five days near Bucklin's castle, which is about 30 miles from here. It seems that the old man doesn't want to just be a spectator." Holding a letter with Theodoric's seal in his hand, Duke Gisoleiox smiled and said, "But he said in the letter that he's short of manpower and hopes that we can send someone to welcome him."
"Theodoric wants to join the battle?" Duke Montfort, Fulcade, nodded. "I think it's possible. Even if he doesn't have many people, he'll be a powerful force if he joins us. This old pervert probably wants to atone for his sins and use this to get Her Highness Morgiana to release him, right?"
"No matter what, Theodoric is an excellent warrior. Of course, we welcome him to help us." Duke Aldrid nodded. "But we might suggest that the knights hide their maids."
"Hahahaha!" There was a burst of joyful laughter in the tent. Even Kalad, who had the most serious expression, could not help but smile. Theodoric had a bad reputation, which was a well-known fact in the kingdom. Wherever the duke went, all the nobles would respectfully receive him and hide their wives and maids. It was jokingly said that even the mare and the female donkey could not be seen by Theodoric. Otherwise, they would be in danger.
As for Theodoric's support, no one really thought too much about it, because there was a precedent for this. Knights often went on atonement expeditions, and Theodoric himself had also participated in the battle of La Messenelle Abbey.
After a few laughs, the tent fell silent again. Aldrid said anxiously, "I don't know how long we'll have to fight the undead here. Or should I bring someone to meet Theodoric?"
After all, the Duke of Lyonasser was still too young. He inadvertently showed an irritated expression.
The change in his expression was easily noticed by Lauren. The regent also had an extremely restless reaction in his heart. He took a deep breath and shook his head.
Just like Marhubad, Laun was currently in a dilemma. He thought for a moment and felt that there was no use for Duke Aldrid to stay here. "Then, Aldrid, Forcade, take your men and meet with Theodoric."
"Let's do that." Falkard nodded in agreement.
The two dukes, after a short meeting, left with an army of two hundred men. They were to meet Theodoric at the appointed place.
"Next, we have to start the next step." Seeing that Ardleider and Forcade had left, Lauren continued, "This war has been going on for more than half a month. Now, let's take a break for the time being. When Duke Theodoric arrives, we must unite and use the power of our brothers in the empire to eliminate Mu Xilon's Viper Mathewbad and his undead army as soon as possible!"
"What's the state of the refugees now?" Laughan then asked his deputy general, Leonius.
"Not very good, my Duke." Lyonnais sounded pained. "The refugees of Lyonasser are disgusted with being away from their homeland for a long time. They are also unhappy with this kind of life. They want to go home. The army has already clashed with the refugees several times. My Duke, I suspect that there are some forces or even undead among the refugees, but we can't catch them one by one."
Kalad frowned after hearing this.
After the battle of Richard Plains, the number of refugees decreased from 17,000 to 13,000. The rest of the refugees showed signs of being unable to endure the low rations and fighting outside for a long time. All kinds of riots never stopped, but the knights couldn't do anything about it.
They wanted the refugees to stop the riots, send them back to the duchy, or increase the food rations. But Lauren couldn't do any of these. Food supplies were already very difficult. It was impossible to increase the rations of more than 10,000 people, and it was even more impossible to send them back.
The only thing they could do now was to persevere until Mathewo was completely defeated.
Ten days later, in the middle of the Brittany army's tent, late at night.
The night of early spring was cold and piercing, and the cold wind whistled. The land of Muxilon was still the same as it had been for hundreds of years.
Lauren was lying in his tent. Although it was late at night, he still couldn't sleep. The Grail Knight had amazing energy. He only needed four hours of sleep every day.
Lauren was thinking about some strange situations he had encountered recently.
Yesterday, Duke Aldrid and Duke Falkard came back. Unexpectedly, they didn't receive Duke Theodoric. According to them, Duke Theodoric encountered the Green Tribe on the road. In a hurried battle, he and his men were defeated by the Green Tribe, so they gave up on coming to support.
But Lauren still felt a little strange, especially since Aldrid and Falkard were wearing helmets the whole time. They simply explained what had happened and returned to their tents, and their voices were particularly hoarse.
Lauren instinctively felt that the state of the two dukes after leaving was a bit strange, but he didn't ask too much. Lauren raised his vigilance and ordered his one thousand knights, squires, and two thousand serf footmen to not take off their armor to sleep even at night. They were to be ready for battle at any time.
At this time, Lauren heard a slight noise outside the tent.
It was so late. What were the knights doing? Lauren was puzzled. He casually put on his clothes, then picked up his sword, the Sword of Courona, and shouted outside, "What's going on? It's so late. What are you doing? "
"My Duke, things are troublesome." A response soon came from the outside. Lauren's lieutenant, De Lyonnais, walked in from the outside. He was fully armed, and his fiery red hair was rare in Brittania. Many people suspected that this Holy Grail Knight came from the mysterious Island of Orion in the north, which was shrouded in darkness all year round. However, no one dared to question De Lyonnais, because he had already won the lady's approval.
"What's going on?!" After being disturbed like this, Lauren was no longer sleepy. He asked repeatedly, "What happened?"
"It's the refugees!" De Riognes pointed in the direction outside the camp. The Knight of the Holy Grail cursed, "Damn refugees! They're gathering to make trouble! "
"Gathering?" Lauren hurriedly looked into the distance.
Thousands of refugees were outside the camp, pushing against the gate of the camp. These people were thin and malnourished. Their terrible eyes emitted a strange blue light in the night. They were holding torches, spears, sticks, and pitchforks in their hands. They crowded the gate of the camp, shouting, cursing, and screaming.
The crowd gathered in front of the camp gate, demanding more food rations.
"Porridge! Porridge! It's been a month! You've only given us porridge! We need more! "
"We want to go home! We want to go back and farm! "
"Old Bob is starving! It's all your porridge's fault! "
"We're not your pigs!"
The refugees crazily attacked the wooden gate of the camp with simple weapons in their hands. The wooden wall and the gate of the camp made a dense noise, and flames shot out in all directions.
"I'm telling you! This is impossible! We're giving you food to eat, that's already the greatest mercy! " A Royal Knight stood on the sentry post and shouted loudly. He was full of disgust as he shouted at the refugees, "If you're smart, go back immediately! I can forgive you, or I'll give the order to shoot! "
The refugees were silent. They seemed to have lost their last hope and fell into a dead silence.
Lauren looked at this scene from afar. He shook his head sadly and said to De Lyonnais, "We've delayed for too long. We have to fight with Matthew Bad as soon as possible, and then settle down …"
Before he finished speaking, a blue lightning suddenly shot out from the refugees' ranks. The Royal Knight who was cursing was hit by the lightning and turned into a twisted lump of flesh on the spot.
All the guards were stunned by this turn of events. They stood there in a daze.
Suddenly, a few flags were raised in the middle of the sea of refugees.
The flags were made of human skin, and the pattern on the flags was made of human bones.
Lauren was the first to recognize the pattern on the flag, and he immediately drew his sword.
"The octagonal emblem! The flag of Chaos! "
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! "
After two seconds of hesitation, the guards finally reacted. The refugees had been corrupted! They had become the claws of Chaos!
It was too late. The gates couldn't be closed in time. Tens of thousands of refugees had rushed into the camp. Facing such a shocking scene, the serfs, guards, and knights in the darkness couldn't react at all. They were almost instantly attacked by the frenzied attacks and were on the verge of collapse.
Lauren immediately summoned his attendants to reorganize the army and prepare for a counterattack. But just as he gave the order, the wind of death came from the south.
The earth stretched toward the iron-gray horizon. The water in the swamp was on the soft brown soil, and some exploded trees were curled up. The deep sky was set off by the darkness.
In the distance, the undead army had already appeared in the south of the camp. The first to appear was a large pack of dire wolves. These drooling creatures could not wait to taste a delicious meal. Following closely behind the pack of dire wolves was the army of black knights. These undead knights intended to have another showdown with the Brittanian knights.
Three bloodthirsty batwolves easily smashed the wooden wall of the camp. Behind the bloodthirsty batwolves was the legion of the undead, followed by three legion of skeleton warriors and two legion of graveyard guards.
In an instant, the Brittanian camp was flooded by the undead. The undead slaughtered the mortals in a frenzy. In the great chaos, the knights and serfs were utterly defeated, especially the serf infantry regiment directly under Laun. These infantrymen were different from the infantrymen under Ryan. They rarely ate meat, and many of them suffered from night blindness.
Under the attack of the undead and the believers of Chaos, Lauren's army collapsed at an unimaginable speed. The whole camp fell at a speed visible to the naked eye. The refugees and the undead, who had been corrupted by Chaos, besieged the Brittany who could not react in time. When Lauren finally gathered a small army, he found himself surrounded!
Flames, smoke, and blood shrouded Lauren's camp. The tide of undead and the minions of Chaos were devouring the last few places of resistance. Many of the dead were resurrected and became the puppets of the undead. No matter how their companions called out, they would slash their own comrades with their weapons.
The sound of slashing, screaming, and roaring echoed in the camp.
Riding on his horse and raising his lion lance, Lauren roared at his men, "Damn it! This is impossible! Why would the refugees be corrupted by Chaos? And the undead army came from the camp of Aldrider and Forcade! How could they do it? How was it possible for them to pass through their defensive zone without making a sound?! This is impossible! "
"My Duke! This is not the time to think about this! We must break out! "The Grail Knight De Riognes shouted at Laun," We must break out! Rush out! "
"Yes! Rush out! "Despite his doubts, Lauren ordered loudly," Rush out! Knights! For the Lady and the King! For the Brittany! "
"Toot, toot, toot …" Leon's valet, Jared, blew the Lion's Horn. The low sound echoed in the camp. The magic contained in the loud sound of the horn made the entire army in the camp begin to regroup. Lauren's vigilant order was useful after all. After the undead broke through half of the camp, the remaining soldiers carried out a determined counterattack and stubbornly resisted.
At this time, the remaining 600 knights and squires in the camp gathered around Lauren. Under Lauren's leadership, they began to charge toward the weak point of the undead's defense, trying to break out of the encirclement.
The undead had been prepared for this. A large group of skeleton warriors and zombies squeezed the narrow road in the camp, hindering the knights' charge. These undead creatures used their own bodies and rotten flesh to slow down the knights' impact, leaving them no room to charge.
But at this time, Lauren showed his strength. The lion spear in his hand was burning with golden flames. He was invincible wherever he passed, and no enemy could stop his charge. The thick undead line was almost broken through. After several repeated charges, Lauren finally found a breakthrough as he wished.
The minions of Chaos were attacking the undead army in that position, entangling endlessly. Relying on his own bravery as the arrowhead, Lauren led the remaining 500 knights to constantly attack the encirclement of the undead.
Seeing that the encirclement was about to be broken through, a group of undead cavalry appeared in front of Lauren. This was a group of undead cavalry mixed with a group of black knights and a small number of blood knights. The black knight in the lead wore a cross helmet with a viper pattern on his head. He wore black cursed armor, held a viper sword in his hand, and rode an undead horse that spat out sulfur fire.
This group of undead cavalry clashed with the Brittany knights face to face. Hundreds of knights and undead fell from their horses on the spot. The bloody battle stimulated everyone's senses.
In the midst of the chaos, Lauren and the black knight opposite him met, and the two sides engaged in a fierce duel. The Sword of Lauren in Lauren's hand and the viper sword in the black knight's hand clashed several times in the air, but there was no clear winner.
Feeling the power from the sword, Lauren knew that the strength of the man in front of him was not inferior to his own. He stared at the man's face behind the cross helmet and shouted angrily, "Matthew Bard! I know you! You were once a glorious knight-errant of Connet! "
"Yes, but so what?" The viper sword in Matthew Bard's hand was quickly swung around in rhythm, clashing back and forth with Lauren's Sword of Connet.
"What made you change from a glorious knight to what you are now?!" Lauren swung the Sword of Connet back into an attacking stance. The sacred blade flashed in the eerie darkness, and the sword emitted a dazzling light, suppressing Matthew Bard's strength. Lauren, the Duke of Connet, the Knight of the Grail, let out a painful cry. "Tell me, why did you betray the way of the knight, betray this country?! You shouldn't have become like this! "
The Sword of Connet and the Sword of Connet clashed here, and the sparks from the clash lit up the darkness of the night.
"Why?" Matthew Bad's voice gradually changed. Mu Xilong's venomous tone was laced with bone-deep hatred. He stared at Ron's handsome face, his goatee that had become messy because of the battle, and his eyes.
Mu Xilon's viper voice repeated the question. "You ask me why?! Lauren Leo Cornwall! "
When he finished speaking, Matthew Bard reached out and took off his helmet, revealing his pale but handsome face.
Lauren looked at Matthew Bard's face, and his face suddenly paled. Matthew Bard's face reminded him of someone.
A sorrowful woman.
That female serf used to be a laundry maid in his family's summer villa. She was very beautiful. Matthew Bard was as beautiful as that laundry maid. No, they were exactly the same!
"No, it's impossible!" Lauren muttered to himself. His face was so shocked that he froze at the crucial moment of the duel.
No, he couldn't have remembered wrongly. He would never forget how that woman looked when she found out that her child had been taken away and abandoned in the wild. Those sad eyes were once Lauren's nightmare. He would never forget it.
"Do you remember now?!" Matthew Bard's handsome face was scrunched up. "Do you remember now?!!"
"I betrayed the way of the knight, just like you betrayed my mother!"
"Father!!"
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