In fact, Tarim Khan's attack came slower than expected.
In June, Reppu the Blackhearted sent the news to Nur. Nur began to prepare for war, and the entire city entered a state of martial law. According to the previous plan, Marquis Orgel Hawke of Weissen led a 15,000-strong army to the Black Fire Pass to strengthen the defense.
Nur began to mobilize, waiting for the arrival of the war.
However, what was unexpected and reasonable was that Khan Tamu and his Chaos Army reacted very slowly. When Blackhearted Reppu came to Nur to report the situation to the Nur City Council, the Chaos Army was still biding their time in the prince territory at the border until August.
The army of knights led by Kalad had even arrived in Nur.
But in fact, it was not that Tarim Khan did not want to advance quickly, but he and his army had reached the limit.
Limit in various senses.
The army of Chaos that had been on the expedition for more than two years was already exhausted. They had finally arrived at the border of the Prince's territory, which was rich with water and grass, and there were signs of human habitation. How could they not plunder and massacre?
The army of Chaos was divided into thousands of gangs of Chaos. They spent several weeks venting the grievances and grievances accumulated along the way. The claws of Chaos extended all the way to Milmiden in the western part of the Prince's territory at the border before they were barely repelled by the large group of defenders there. However, more than half of the Prince's territory at the border had become a no-man's land. The places where there were signs of human habitation had been replaced by countless wandering ghosts. The massacre caused by the Chaos tribe had greatly damaged the vitality of the area. It would take at least a generation of reconstruction to barely restore it to its original state before the destruction.
Tarim Khan was very satisfied with this. He finally regained the initiative of the entire army. But when he announced that he would reassemble all the troops to cross the Black Mountains and attack the Empire, the army of Chaos encountered unexpected trouble.
There were cracks in the army of Chaos. Many gangs of Chaos and Orcs deserted. They thought that following Tarim Khan's expedition to the Empire was not worth the loss. In the face of Tarim Khan's conscription, dozens of gangs deserted and hid in the Black Mountains, the forests of the Prince's territory at the border, and the wretched lands.
Similarly, the Chaos Dwarves were not interested in marching. At least, they were not that interested. Gray Prophet Draz had seized many human slaves and resources in the Prince's territory at the border. He planned to arrange for his subordinates to transport all these resources back to the Dark Realm before considering marching.
The leader of the Chaos Sorcerers of Doegan, Faithless Sayl, was heavily injured in the battle at the Death Pass and was unable to control his own army. It took Tarim Khan a lot of time to reassemble and reassemble the entire Chaos army. When they barely managed to reassemble the Chaos army, they realized that they had lost another six thousand people. The army was only left with forty thousand people.
It was now the eighth month. When Tarim Khan wanted to attack the Black Fire Pass again, more than thirty thousand soldiers of the Empire were already waiting for him. A summer storm had turned the difficult mountain path into a swamp.
On the ruins of the Prince's territory at the border, the champion of Nurgle's Chosen of Gods, Tarim Khan, Faithless Sayl, the leader of the Doegan Army, and Gray Prophet Draz were having a meeting.
It had just rained, and the three leaders were gathered together. A map was placed on a rotten table and pressed down with a dimension stone.
They were not far from the Empire. They had already arrived at the Prince's territory at the border. As long as they crossed the Black Mountain Range, they would arrive at the Empire's Wesen and Ivy territories!
"Fool! Bastard! Short-sighted! " At this moment, Tarim Khan was cursing at the Gray Prophet, "You and your people have wasted too much time! This won't do! Won't do, loving father, hurry up! "
"Hmph!" Gray Prophet Draz responded with a cold and disdainful attitude. Considering the previous agreement and the victory at the Prince's territory at the border and the Death Pass, Draz decided not to argue with Tarim Khan.
The leader of the Doegan Army, Faithless Sayl, had yet to recover from his injuries, but he knew why Tarim Khan was so anxious.
It was because the corruption of Nurgle was deepening, and it was spreading through Tarim Khan's tribe.
Nurgle did not like intelligent or flexible things. It liked the eternal cycle of decay and rebirth. Its corruption continued to deepen, and it would cause Tarim Khan's tribe to gradually lose their humanity and intelligence. Perhaps this would make them stronger, but it would make it harder for Tarim Khan to fulfill his dreams.
At the same time, Tarim Khan himself was evolving at a rapid pace, or perhaps it could be said that he was deeply corrupted. New pus and wounds appeared on his body every day, and it was only a matter of time before he turned into a pile of rotten meat. Tarim Khan's anxiousness grew stronger and stronger.
Faithless Sayl sneered as he watched Tarim Khan continuously giving speeches. Not only did he agree with Tarim Khan's order to speed up the advance, he also made preparations for both sides.
Just like that, with two votes in favor and one abstaining, the war council passed the resolution to immediately advance.
Here came the question again. How was the army of Chaos going to storm the Black Fire Pass, which was led by Umberto Corleone, the Kurfürst of Tuscany and the Grand Duke of the Ivy Land and defended by more than thirty thousand soldiers?
Even worse, due to the rainy season in August, the Black Fire Pass had rained twice in a row, and now the place had turned from a muddy road into a swamp. Even the demonic power of the Chaos Dwarves and their engineering skills could not guarantee that they could easily transport the cannons to the frontline in such an environment.
"There is a path." At this time, the Gray Prophet suddenly spoke. He pointed at a place in the black mountain range. "Here."
"Here?" Tarim Khan and Faithless Sayl both noticed that in the middle of the black mountain range, there was a thin line marked on it.
"Yes, there is a path here." Draz put his thick finger on it and said, "This place has been recorded many times in our files. This place is called Winter Tooth Pass. It used to be a mine, but it has been abandoned for a long time. Now, many dark creatures live there. No one remembers that it used to be a passageway."
"You're suggesting that we march into the Empire from there?" Tarim Khan's festering throat made a muffled sound.
"Or attack the Black Fire Pass?" Ashen Prophet said impatiently.
"…" Tarim Khan fell into deep thought. If they took the Winter Tooth Pass, the Horde army would have to fight a tough battle. However, this strategy could catch the Empire off guard. As long as they crossed the Winter Tooth Pass, they would arrive at the plains of Weissen.
"Leave three thousand men behind to restrain the Empire's army at the Black Flame Pass," Tarim Khan raised his battle axe and said, "The rest of you, move out and advance toward the Winter Tooth Pass!"
"Yes!"
… I'm the Kurgan Macho Man in action …
At the same time, Nur City had just welcomed a powerful army.
Carad de Garamente, the Grand Knight of the Holy Grail, led a thousand Breton knights, two infantry regiments, the remaining battalion of the old guard, as well as some squires and logistical troops. An army of about five thousand men came to Nur.
Nurr had sent out the most luxurious lineup to give them the grandest welcome. Almost all the nobles of Nurr were present at the gate of the city to welcome the warm-hearted knight brothers on the other side of the mountain with the highest level of welcome. The excitement and courtesy made the Brittanian knights, led by Kalad, feel flattered.
Wasn't Nur City said to be a very arrogant city?
Wasn't it said that the two emperors of the Empire, Luitpold and Karl-franz, were treated coldly when they came to Nur City?
Only Laing, who was watching from afar, understood the mentality of the Nur City Council.
This mentality was called "It's better to be a friend than a servant."
This mentality was most common in the Empire and the High Elves. As for the Brittany and the Dwarves, it was better. The former was supervised by the Nymphs of the Lake and bound by the spirit of chivalry, while the latter was influenced by the spirit of the Dwarves' ancestors and the concept of family bloodline.
So why did they have this mentality?
You know.
The knights didn't have time to think too much. Old Krupp, who was led by the Nurr Merchant Alliance, immediately led a group of Nurr merchants in plain clothes out of the city to work for the army. They offered good food and drink, as well as a lot of military funds and supplies.
Then, Emmanuel, Lady of the Empire, held her son, Frey Derick Jr., and greeted Calad warmly. Naturally, Calad had met Emmanuel before. He also politely said that it was his duty to fight against evil. The Brittany knights and the old guards quickly filed into the city, while the two infantry regiments were stationed outside the city.
After everything was settled, Calad took the initiative to go to the Kurfürst's palace to look for Laing. Laing suggested that they go out for a walk.
The main reason was that the Nymphs of the Lake and Suria had been together during this period of time. Recently, the goddess and the female knight often went shopping on the streets and sightsaw together. They were inseparable. Laing didn't want to entertain Calad in the place where they stayed.
Calad naturally had no reason to refuse.
At the same time, Theodor Bruckner, the Chief Justice of Nur, also joined them.
Just like that, on the streets of the wealthy district of Nur at dusk, the three experts of the Sanctuary-level strolled together.
"Thank you for coming from afar, Calad." With his hands behind his back, Laing walked on the streets of Nur. Recently, the city seemed a little bleak because of the military preparations, but it didn't affect the development of business and social activities in the wealthy district.
In fact, it was also Laing's suggestion that they shouldn't panic. Stability trumped everything. Emilia adopted Laing's suggestion and didn't issue a strict curfew or control order so that the citizens of Nur could maintain their confidence in the Empire and the Nur City Council.
On the marble road, the first man had black hair parted in the middle and no beard. His face was handsome and filled with a unique temperament, arrogance and absolute confidence. He was about 1.9 meters tall and there were vortexes of psionic energy spinning in his eyes. On his back, he carried a half-sword with many mysterious scriptures and runes engraved on it.
The second man was slightly shorter, about 1.8 meters. He had long black hair and a goatee. His face was handsome and well-defined. His cheeks were a little thin, and his blue eyes were full of wind and frost and an even more powerful strength.
The third man was extremely tall, more than 2.1 meters. His long brown hair was a little messy like a lion's, and he had a big beard and mustache. He narrowed his eyes and wore a custom-made black suit. His face was gloomy, cold, and silent.
"How's the kingdom recently?" Laing asked Calad casually. The light of the street lamp shone on his back, drawing a long shadow.
"Fortunately, nothing major has happened. The knights and nobles are busy restoring production and recuperating." Walking on the streets of Nur, Calad could feel the prosperity and prosperity of this heavy industrial city. "As soon as I received your letter, I immediately rushed over with my men. But time was tight, and I didn't have time to gather more men."
"It's okay. The quality of the army is more important than quantity." Laing shook his head. This war was not the mission of the Brittany knights. So many of them were enough.
"Baron Juan and Baron Hex wanted to come, but I refused. Mu Xilon is new, and the security is still not very good," Calad said. "They should stay where they are, and that's the greatest contribution. As for supporting the Empire, leave it to us."
The three of them casually found an ordinary tavern in the wealthy district. When the tavern owner saw three Saint-level combatants enter, he was extremely flattered. As for Clayon, he immediately ordered two barrels of beer, five kilograms of roasted meat, five kilograms of bread, and various vegetables and fruits.
The three of them found a booth and sat down. The waiter carried a large barrel of beer and served them with large beer glasses.
"Cheers!" The beer foam splashed in the dim yellow light.
"How many Knights of the Holy Grail came this time?" Nur's Chief Justice Theodore drank a large glass of beer in one gulp, and the beer dripped all over his beard. "Count Garament?"
"Just call me Calad." Calad also drank all the beer in his glass in one gulp. Count Garament's face relaxed slightly. "Ten came this time. Most of them are Knights of the Holy Grail from the Duchy of Bastogne and the Duchy of Vanford. They came to Nur under the Lady's oracle to help our human compatriots!"
"Good! In this case, the chances of winning this war are a little higher! " Theodore roared so loudly that the ceiling of the tavern almost collapsed. Nur's Chief Justice reached out and picked up a whole pork rib that was roasted golden and crispy, sprinkled with pepper and cumin, and smeared with honey, and ate it directly. "With the help of Lord Laing and Lord Calad, Tarim Khan will die this time!"
"Don't be careless!" Laing frowned slightly. He then said, "According to the information collected by the scouts and the mercenary baron from the border prince's territory, we not only have to deal with the champion of Nurgle, but also have to deal with tens of thousands of Chaos Knights and Kurgan Marauder cavalry. In addition, there are also the Chaos Dwarves and their powerful war machines."
"The city council has approved the order to dispatch the steam tanks and land ships." Theodore nodded. Nur's Chief Justice threw away the bone that had been gnawed clean and took a new pork rib with a knife. "Marlinburg is happy to agree, provided that the price is right. In order to protect their results, they also sent the Mannanen Blade mercenary group to protect the land ships. They are also willing to fight with us."
"The Mannanen Blade mercenary group! I remember that their leader wasn't the infamous … "Kalad took a big bite out of a roasted pig's hind leg.
"That's right, it's that famous mercenary baron 'Blackbeard' Edward Teach." Laing nodded lightly. "Recently, this group of mercenaries has been stationed in Nur. Blackbeard Teach and Blackheart Reap are birds of a feather and get together all day to drink and have fun."
"Well … it can't be helped. Mercenaries are like this, drinking, fighting, sleeping," Calad shook his head helplessly. "But mercenaries are needed everywhere. I finally understand."
"Hahahaha!"
The three Saint realm experts were like starving wolves as they gobbled down the five kilograms of roast pork. Then, they ordered two roast chickens and a whole roast beef rib, which they also gobbled down.
The owner of the tavern was a little dumbfounded as he watched the three eat. In the end, Theodore took the initiative to pay the bill.
Coming out of the tavern, Laing took out a small bag of gold marks and handed it to Calad with a smile. "This is for you. Go and order a decent suit. This is Nur. You can't attend a banquet in armor, right?"
"No, I can't take your money." Calad was still in his military uniform. The Holy Grail knight and Godfather of Devenhill waved his hand in fear. "Mr. Laing, there's no need."
"Take it. This is the lady's order. Take this money and order a suitable suit for yourself. You will need it." Laing insisted that Calad accept it.
Calad had to take the money. Laing nodded and did not say anything else. He left with Theodore. They still had to go to the Nur city council meeting to discuss Tarim Khan's movements in the evening.
Holding a bag of gold coins in his hand, Count Garament had to wander around the wealthy district looking for a tailor shop.
After a few steps, he found a well-decorated tailor shop. It was Madam Sels' Tailor Shop.
This will be it.
Calad did not think much and stepped into the shop. "Hello, I would like to order a suit."
"Welcome!"
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