After dinner, it began to drizzle in the Forest of Claws. It was spring in April, and the fine rain watered and moistened the ground of the forest. Under the dense shade of the trees, water droplets splashed everywhere, and the broad leaves of the plants were splashed with rainwater. The patter of raindrops echoed throughout the camp. The soldiers who were resting and having fun in the camp had to return to their tents to take shelter from the rain. The knights also gave up their activities in the camp and hid in the eaves or tents to rest.
Fortunately, the dwarven engineers and craftsmen of the Angran clan were very experienced in setting up camp. The camp they set up was built with drainage ditches, and the camp was built halfway up the mountain, so it was not affected by the possible flood.
In this rainy environment, Laing and the Lady of the Lake walked one after another in the camp of the expeditionary army. All the rainwater that approached them avoided them in a strange arc in the air. In the drizzle, Laing and the Lady of the Lake strolled in the camp. It was a special atmosphere.
The ground in the forest was a little muddy, but both Laing and the Lady of the Lake walked as if they were walking on flat ground. The splashing muddy water did not splash their clothes at all.
"You're still very strict with your subordinates. I know about what happened before, and you handled it well. The spirit of chivalry is the foundation of Brittania. No one can raise any objections if you start from this matter." The Lady of the Lake affirmed Laing's decision. "A thousand years have passed, and the spirit of chivalry has gradually deteriorated, especially during wartime. Military discipline must be firmly controlled. I support you. If something like this happens again in the future, you can tell the knights that this is my will."
"Thank you." Laing's face relaxed a lot. This was a unique advantage of being a king. He could always get the unconditional support of the Lady of the Lake. The will of the Lady of the Lake supported the king's decision. But it was one thing for Laing to know, and another thing for the Lady of the Lake to say it herself.
While talking, the two walked to the Old Guard's camp. The camp of the Old Guard, which had just had dinner, was still very solemn in the rain. When Laing approached, the patrolling Old Guard could not see clearly in the rain. They immediately raised their guns at them. "Who are you? Tell me your name! Otherwise, you will be killed on the spot! "
"Which battalion are you from?" Laing shouted.
The old guards had four battalions under them. One was a halberd infantry battalion, one was a two-handed sword battalion, one was a firearm battalion, and one was a dragon cavalry battalion.
"We're from the Old Guard's Gun Battalion … Ah, Your Majesty!" The Old Guard quickly recognized Laing's voice. They quickly saluted and said, "Your Majesty, we will open the door for you immediately!"
"Yes." The wooden gate of the temporary military camp opened. Laing signaled the Old Guard to keep quiet. "Madam, this way please."
"Alright." The Fairy in the Lake looked at Laing's troops with interest. Almost all of the Old Guard came from serf and freedman families. These experienced elites stood together, full of vigor, and all of them straightened their backs and saluted. When they heard Laing call them "Madam" and saw the Fairy in the Lake, they could not hide their shock, but no one left their post without permission.
Laing waved his hand to signal the Old Guard to step aside. The King and the Fairy in disguise went directly to check the barracks.
The situation was not bad. These Old Guard had always been under strict control. They also knew how difficult it was for serfs to become "honorable freedmen" and have the opportunity to be knighted. Laing did not forget to control the military discipline. On the one hand, he was strict with the army, and on the other hand, he also provided several reasonable entertainment.
After a round of inspection, most of the Old Guard were resting, chatting, and maintaining their equipment in the tents. Some were eating skewers and stewing soup together, and some were playing cards, chess, and darts together. Generally speaking, they did not cross the line and did not do anything excessive. No one drank, and they did not let down their guard while patrolling. There were no women in the camp. Laing was very satisfied, and the Fairy in the Lake also nodded. In the end, they saw Bertrand praying to his Lord of Nature, Tal. After praying, he took the opportunity to read and study. Bertrand knew that he had not experienced systematic military training. Now that he had to command this elite army, he could not fall behind, so he seized the time to study. After ten years, his education level was very good.
By the way, Raymond was digging earthworms in the corner of the camp under the rain. It was said that he learned this when he was a child. The earthworms he dug were used to fish, which was also a way for serfs to improve their lives. The knights usually turned a blind eye to the serfs fishing. It was a habit he had developed. When he saw Laing and the Fairy in the Lake, Raymond was shocked. The Fairy in the Lake also gently encouraged Raymond to continue to work hard. She cast a divine spell and directly healed his head injury.
"You should arrange a marriage for Bertrand." Coming out of the Old Guard camp, the Fairy in the Lake pursed her lips and smiled meaningfully. "Or should I arrange it?"
"Let's talk about it after this expedition is over." Laing knew what the Fairy in the Lake meant. That was how he was included in the system. But now he and the Fairy in the Lake were the closest allies, so there was no need to be so clear. "My lady, do you want to see other camps?"
"The knight camps and serf infantry camps of several duchies, and the independent regiment of Reppu the Blackheart. Let's go have a look." The Fairy in the Lake was interested. She immediately cast a divine spell softly. "Let's change the way. By the way, tell me in detail about the prophecy of the Stragni girl. "
"Okay." Laing nodded slightly. He did want to take this opportunity to inspect the expedition army.
In this way, the Fairy in the Lake and the Knight King patrolled the entire camp under the concealment of the divine spell.
The camp of the army stretched for several kilometers. It took more than an hour for the man and the Fairy in the Lake to walk. In the hazy rain, the Fairy in the Lake took the initiative to hold Laing's arm and walked around to inspect the situation.
The most strict and disciplined army was the Knights of the Sea God of Bordero. Fedmond had inherited the tradition of his father, Duke Bodrick. The Knight of the Holy Grail even dined with the ordinary knights. Under his example, the army of the Bordero Duchy was very disciplined. The camp was quiet and solemn, with soldiers constantly patrolling.
The second most disciplined army was the army of the Duchy of Bastogne led by Kalad and the army of the Duchy of Vanford led by Antelm. The armies of these two duchies were also very orderly. The only difference was that the Knights of the Holy Grail from the Brotherhood of the Red Dragon Knights were drinking and eating together, while Antelm allowed the peddlers to enter the camp to sell and buy things.
The army with the worst military discipline was the army of the Duchy of Bereon. Since Duke Theodoric of Bereon was imprisoned for a long time, the duchy had been in self-government for a long time. The knights had finally driven away the invaders of Estalia with great difficulty. Without the management of the Duke, the military discipline was rotten. There were many women in the camp, and the patrols were lax. Except for a few guards, most of them were hiding from the rain or were absent-minded. There were also some who gathered together to gamble.
Finally, there was the Independent Regiment of Blackheart Reppu. The military discipline here was not very good either. Laing even noticed that a few Stragney girls who were supposed to be expelled were still playing and singing among the soldiers, providing services. The soldiers cursed among themselves and made all kinds of jokes about the witches. After seeing this, Laing could only shake his head. Blackheart Reppu was, after all, a mercenary leader. His way of managing the army was still the same, emphasizing the spirit of the grassland and brotherhood. The troops that Laing handed over to him had also begun to assimilate after spending some time in the borderland prince's territory.
In contrast, whether it was the knights or the Old Guard personally led by Laing, they all had a unified discipline. The knights and the Old Guard fought more for the Goddess and the Kingdom. They had a natural sense of honor and faith, and would not be so calculative about personal gains and losses. They were also more united and had formed a strict commander-in-chief structure. Once the commander died or was injured, the knight with the highest rank and strength would immediately take over the command, and the army would rarely be completely defeated.
After strolling around, it was already past nine o 'clock in the evening. Laing and the Lake Fairy returned to the king's tent. Olica had already made the bed, and the floor was covered with a thick carpet. The Lake Fairy gently placed the Holy Grail on the table and sat on the bed lightly. Her long golden hair was spread out like a waterfall on the white sheets, and bright platinum earrings were hanging on her sparkling ears. The Goddess slightly turned her body and lifted her leg. She took off her exquisite black silk feet from her silver high heels, and her other hand skillfully smoothed out the creases in the silk stockings on her feet. It was a beautiful scene. Wrapped in thin black silk stockings, the beautiful legs of the Lake Fairy looked even smoother and softer, and the nails of her black silk feet were painted with pink nail polish.
Laing, who had zero resistance to this, could not help but gulp. The king tried to make his expression more serious. "My lady, what do you think of the prophecy?"
The sound of rain came from outside the tent. The Lake Fairy looked at Laing's performance with interest. The Goddess thought that she had spent nearly 20 years to cultivate Laing into her partner, and she could not help but feel proud. This was the joy of nurturing.
After this expedition, she would be officially married to him. The Lake Fairy could not help but feel sweet at the thought. She motioned for Laing to sit beside her. "Come here, my champion. There's no need to be so polite."
Hmph, bitch! Olica stood by the side, and the dark elf rolled her eyes in annoyance. She kicked off her high heels and climbed onto the bed. She hugged Laing's neck from behind and leaned on his back. "I want to hear it too, master."
The two of them began to analyze the prophecy of the Stragglers.
"The two kings are undoubtedly referring to you and Belegar," the Lake Fairy said softly. "As for the green tide of destruction, there is no doubt that it is the green skin. This is already confirmed."
"Then what is six o 'clock, twelve o' clock, and three o 'clock? Is it time? " Laing thought carefully. The king rubbed his chin. Only then did he realize that due to the long expedition and the previous war, a fine stubble had grown on his chin.
"No, my champion. Think carefully. An ancient door will open for the king, and the power of the ancestors will soak into the mountains and seal." The Lake Fairy pointed a finger in the air. "My champion, according to what you said, think carefully. What is the ancestral land, the seal, and the mountains that the king will open? What is that?"
"The Valaya Gate! The Valaya Gate! " Ryan immediately understood. He subconsciously wanted to stand up, but then he noticed that Olica was lying on his back, so he could only sit down. "By the way, Belega told me that there is an ancestral secret passage in the Land of Sorrowful Valaya. It contains the secrets of the goddess Valaya, one of the three main dwarven gods, and the secret passage that leads directly to the Eight Peaks Mountain. But it will take a long time to solve the mystery of the runes. If it was not because he had no other choice, Belega would not have planned to go there … Got it, it must be the green skin that attacked us from behind when we opened the secret passage!"
"Six o 'clock, twelve o' clock, and three o 'clock aren't the time, they are the location!"
"This is the first half of the prophecy." The Lake Fairy said, "As for Moscrib Evil Moon, it's not important. They are all enemies. Whether they are the Skaven Ratmen, the Evil Moon Tribe, or the Orcs, there is no difference. You don't have to worry about them."
Laing nodded and said, "Then it's the second half of the prophecy. Huntress, Bloody Queen?"
"Let's not talk about whether the Huntress and Bloody Queen refer to the same person. Let's focus on the Huntress. Since she is a hunter, she must have prey."
"There are only two kinds of prey. One is your and Belegar's heads. The other is the secret treasure or something else in the Valaya Gate." The Lake Fairy nodded and said, "In the end, it will be blood. It means that the Bloody Queen is victorious. Think about it. Who is the enemy of the Bloody Queen who knows the secret of the Valaya Gate and descends at the critical moment of the battle?"
Leon immediately went through all the knowledge he currently had in his mind. His eyes grew brighter and brighter. "I think I should prepare a countermeasure."
"Hmm." The Lake Fairy saw that Laing had guessed it and laughed. She extended her finger and said, "My champion, go and shave your beard."
"Ah?" Laing wondered why the women in his backyard didn't like him to have a beard.
"Shave it. Otherwise, it will prick me. It hurts."
"Okay."
"I'm the haircut of prickly beard …"
Empire Calendar, May, 2512. Dwarven Capital, Karaz-a-Karak, Eternal Supreme Throne Hall.
The Supreme Dwarven King, King of Eternal Peak, Solgrin the Grudge, was eating fish.
The Dwarves didn't usually eat fish, but Sol 'Grimm was an exception. When the Supreme King was young, he used the alias Sol' Grimm Ironhelm to travel around the Human kingdoms. He was imprisoned in Middenheim (for beating up an Elven merchant), worked as a blacksmith in Kurona (hired by a Knight with a large sum of money), and participated in the war against the Orcs and the Green Dwarves. He liked to eat the two-whiskered Moroes fish from the Riker River.
The Supreme Throne Hall could no longer be described as resplendent, but it was filled with endless treasures. The wealth in the throne hall was probably several times more than all the wealth in the Brunswick Royal Palace combined. There was no need to estimate how much wealth there was in the treasury. Only the Eight Peaks Mountain's treasury could compare to the Supreme King's treasury.
What was more surprising was that the ceiling of the Supreme Throne Hall was still decorated with sapphires and diamonds in an elvish style. There were already many ancient elvish words on it. This was the testimony of the friendship between the elves and the dwarves before the Battle of the Long Beard. But now, all the dwarves tacitly stopped talking about this matter, but they did not destroy these decorations either.
There were five or six silver tableware on the table. In order to prevent his white beard from being stained with fish and gravy, the Supreme King carefully used the tableware to pick out the fish. These fish were tributes from Brunswick, and Solgreen decided to have a good taste of these rare delicacies.
"My Supreme King, the Engineer Association is here to ask for funds again. They said that many sentry towers and cannons in the Eternity Peak are in disrepair and need to be replaced. The main cannons and flame cannons that are responsible for the defense of the gate also need to be replaced and repaired. Also, they plan to form a new rotorcraft team …"
"Oh," Solgrin replied.
"Supreme King, the rumor about the Human Empire attacking Northka has been confirmed. The Auster Army will attack Northka with the help of a group of Human pirates. Baron Oleg's plan is to first attack and destroy the docks along the coast of Northka. The second step is to attack the interior of Northka and destroy it in one fell swoop …"
"Understood," Solgrin said in a muffled voice and signaled for the servant to leave.
"His Majesty Supreme King, the King of Riptide Pass, His Majesty Balentine Stoneheart, announces that the Riptide Pass' exploration of Carac Vane has been a great success. They have obtained a large amount of star iron from the Blackwater Lake. The newly built war machine workshop and blacksmith workshop are enough to guarantee a continuous supply for decades. The production of brand-new war machine steam trains and lava flame cannons has also started. This news has shocked the Mountain Kingdom. Many people say that the Engineer's Association of Riptide Pass will eventually surpass Eternity Peak."
"Balentine is only 500 years old this year, and he dares to lead an army to the bottom of Blackwater Lake to steal star iron. He's not afraid of death, "Solgrin muttered." Salentine passed away too early, so Balentine doesn't know how to follow the rules and do things safely. If this continues, something will happen sooner or later … Forget it, you can leave now. "
Solgrin continued to eat his fish.
"Your Majesty! Your Majesty!" As soon as he finished speaking, a Dwarf Ranger hurriedly rushed in. "Supreme King, not good, Iron Cliff has fallen!"
"Hmm?" Solgrin suddenly raised his head, and the Supreme King's white beard trembled. "What?"
"The expeditionary army led by Belegar Ironhammer and Laing Macado has captured Iron Cliff! They massacred the entire Greenskin Citadel and took away a large amount of obsidian produced by the underground magma lake. The head of the Greenskin Warlord, Gronoke Ironclaw, was hung on Belegar's flag! " The Ranger hurriedly said, "The remnants of the Ironclaw Tribe fled into the depths of the mountains. Belegar Ironhammer also said that he helped Eternal Peak clear a large amount of hatred!"
"What!!!" Solgrin immediately stood up. The Supreme King's face turned red. "Grimnir's axe, Belegar, what does he think he is? Clear my hatred? Him? "
"Cough, cough, cough …" The Supreme King was agitated. He coughed a few times and stopped eating his fish. He took two deep breaths and said loudly, "Immediately send more people to investigate the situation of this expeditionary army in real time!"
"Yes!" The Dwarf Ranger retreated.
"Also, bring me the Book of Hatred! Gronne's Anvil! If Belegar and his knight allies are defeated, I will have a new grudge to remember! "
"Yes!"
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