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"Laing, when do you plan to withdraw your troops?" The opinions of the three guards of the Wretched Land were relatively mature, so Francois did not object too much. His father-in-law had his own opinion, but he stressed that Ryan should act according to his capabilities. "This great expedition has been going on for a long time. It's been more than a year."
"We can leave in a week or two." Laing sat on the main seat. The Knight King nodded slowly. "Let the army rest for a while."
"Everyone is tired, but everyone wants to start awarding rewards as soon as possible." Francois stroked his goatee and said with emotion, "I didn't expect you to do it, Ryan. You've done it. You've done what more than a dozen generations of knight kings have never done. You've conquered the Evil Land, brought war to the Green Dwarfs, and brought wealth back to Brittania."
"The rewards won't be small, but we have to give the dwarfs enough time to count their wealth." Laing smiled and nodded. This battle had established Laing's absolute prestige, and he had earned enough money. The king was indeed in a good mood.
There was no need to delay anymore. Let's get ready to return!
In the next few days, Laing, Veronica, and Olica had a very good time together, waiting for Bellegar's notice. The army of the Knights began to pack up and prepare to return.
Empire Calendar Year 2512, late December.
After more than a year of the expedition, the army of the Brittany Knights regrouped in the Eight Peaks Mountain. Except for Durant and his less than 300 soldiers who stayed behind to live in River Cove Town, the rest of the army regrouped and began to return.
In the heavy snow, the remaining 12,000 knights of the Knights' army lined up on the plateau of the Eight Peaks Mountain. Opposite them were all the dwarfs of the Angran clan.
Everyone was here.
The horn of the ancestors of the Eight Peaks Mountain sounded again on the plateau of the Eight Peaks Mountain after more than 3,000 years.
"Dong ~ dong ~ dong ~ dong ~ dong ~ dong ~"
"Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump ~"
Last night, there was a grand banquet in the Ancestral Hall of Eight Peaks Mountain. People sang praises and sang to their hearts' content. The epic story of Belega-Ironhammer and Laing Macado working together to reclaim Eight Peaks Mountain was destined to become a legend of the Old World.
And now, it was time to part ways.
Bellegar and his people were committed to the great revival of Eight Peaks Mountain. The news that they had recovered Eight Peaks Mountain had spread throughout the old world. Now, many dwarves from the Angran clan and some who had migrated to the Empire had packed up and were ready to return to Eight Peaks Mountain. After receiving such a huge gift of wealth, Laing was also ready to return to Brittany.
The knight army escorted an astonishing amount of wealth and 5,000 sets of exquisite dwarven armor, as well as 20 boxes of rare treasures, countless ancient books, and many lost technologies.
The dwarven army lined up in several rows and gathered in front of the Titan's Gate. Belega-Ironhammer, who was now the real king of Eight Peaks Mountain, personally sent Laing and the others to the Titan's Gate. The Knight King and the Dwarf King held hands tightly. Bellegar looked at Laing with a faint smile and opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.
"Brother Bellegar," Laing also smiled, "it's time to part ways. I have something to say to you here."
"Say it." Bellegar nodded slightly. He and his dwarven guards were covered in snow.
"If you and your people have the chance to come to Brittany in the future and come to my castle, remember, Suria's afternoon tea party starts at 4 o 'clock." Laing curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Don't worry, there's plenty of beer."
"Hahahahaha …" There were bursts of laughter among the dwarven guards.
At the same time, there were also some sobbing sounds. The Angran clan had been rooted in Brittany for nearly ten years. Finally, with the help of the knights, they realized their dream of recovering Eight Peaks Mountain. In the past ten years, the dwarves had participated in the conquering of Blackstone Fortress, the battle of La Mesenelle Abbey, the battle of Helmgard, the battle of Maxiubad, and the battle of recovering Muxilon.
In the great expedition of Eight Peaks Mountain, from the beginning of the battle of the Giant Tower, the battle of the Armory, the surprise attack of Iron Cliff, the battle of Valaya's Gate, the final battle of Titan's Gate, and the final battle of Eight Peaks Mountain, the dwarves and the knights had formed a deep friendship. Now that they were going to part ways, many dwarves were very reluctant.
"We will remember your names. Laing Macado, Carad de Garamente, Fedmond de Poldero, François de Vanford, Lady Veronica Benadotte, and … Lady Orica. We will remember your names. I believe in you." Tears rolled down from the corner of Bellegar's eyes. He reached out and held Laing's hand tightly. "And we will remember those who sacrificed themselves for the recovery of Eight Peaks Mountain. We will remember them all."
"Yes, it's time to leave." Laing sighed softly. He reached out his other hand and patted Bellegar's iron glove gently. When he was about to turn around, he suddenly remembered something. "By the way, brother Bellegar, I have one last thing to tell you."
"Next time, don't dig so deep," Laing said with a smile.
"Hahahahaha!"
In the midst of the dwarves' laughter, the great expedition of Eight Peaks Mountain officially came to an end, and the army embarked on the return journey.
Bellegar also said that when the things in Eight Peaks Mountain were almost done, he would send a team of "mustaches" to Brittany to find Laing. They would go to Marlinburg together to cause trouble for the business princes. The dwarves of the Empire would also respond. The dwarves of the Mountain Kingdom would also put pressure on Marlinburg together.
The army of knights left Eight Peaks Mountain in late December and embarked on the return journey. It took them two weeks to first reach Valaya's Sad Land, then the edge of the Roof of the World mountain range to Iron Cliff.
At this time, the entire fortress of Iron Cliff had been abandoned for several months. The powerful Iron Claw tribe was almost completely wiped out. After Laing led the army to inspect the place, he immediately recognized the unique geographical factors of Iron Cliff. It was close to mountains, water, and a whole forest. It was relatively safe for humans to be stationed here. It was also a famous pig iron production area. The pig iron reserves were unfathomable. Otherwise, it wouldn't be called Iron Cliff.
More importantly, there was a large magma lake under Iron Cliff. It was very rich in obsidian. As long as they could occupy it, they would be able to produce an endless supply of obsidian. This would be an amazing financial income. Obsidian could be used to make weapons, war machines, and even the cornerstone of a fortress.
The location of Iron Cliff was an important node between Eight Peaks Mountain and the military fortress. After careful consideration, Laing decided to set up the third garrison here.
Since then, the three garrisons in the Wretched Land were completed. They were the military fortress, the Iron Cliff, and the Eight Peaks Garrison. Laing planned to set up a marquis at the border here. However, it was still up to him to decide who would stay. However, the Baron of the Steeple Palace, Lucian, seemed to be very interested in this position. Laing was still weighing the pros and cons. After all, this position was very important. Stationed in the Wretched Land, far away from the country, and often faced the attacks of the Green Dwarfs. This meant that this position would enjoy a lot of autonomy, including financial power and appointment power.
Just like the Empire, Brittany also had the position of a border noble. In the Empire, it was called the Count of the Border. The Emperor or the Kurfürst allowed the Count of the Border to organize his own army to defend against possible invasions. He could also carry out military operations without the permission of his superiors. He could also keep part of the taxes for his own use. At the same time, he also had relatively independent enfeoffment power to the lower feudal lords.
However, the prerequisite was that the Count of the Border had to defend his territory and govern it well. Otherwise, the Emperor could strip him of his noble title at any time.
Brittany's title was called the Marquis of the Border. The most typical example was Marquis Ancey, who died in the Battle of the Arden Forest. He was the Marquis of the Border of Glasgow. His territory was the Glasgow Castle area near the Arden Forest. He was responsible for defending against the Orcs in the Arden Forest. Brittany's Marquis could also assemble his army and build fortifications without the permission of his superiors.
At first, Leon wanted to call the three guards of the Evil Land the "Protectorate of the Evil Land" or the "City Head of the Evil Land", but he could only give up on that idea. The purpose of the three guards of the Evil Land was to help the dwarves resist the attacks of the Green Dwarves and the Skaven Ratmen. When the dwarves recovered their population and could protect themselves, the three guards of the Evil Land should be abolished.
Hmm, one day, not now or in the next few decades. Laing felt that it was good to have such a place. In the next few years, the Knight King could live and work in peace and recuperate. The Knights who were full of expeditions and battles would also have a place to go. They wouldn't create trouble because they didn't have a place to use their energy.
After visiting the Iron Cliff, Laing led his army to the West and retreated along the Evil Water River. Jerrold led François's reinforcements and the garrison troops of the Armory to meet the Knights' expeditionary army at the Evil Water River.
When the Great Expedition was over, the old guards with tattered robes and weather-beaten faces met the knight-errant who was sent out by Gerrod to patrol by the Evil Water River. Both sides could not help themselves. The knight-errant immediately dismounted and held out his hand firmly to the old guards. The afterglow of the Great Expedition was so dazzling. The two armies that first came into contact with each other circled around fried eggs, bread, sardines and macaroni. People sang and danced, celebrating the victory of the Great Expedition of the Eight Peaks Mountain.
This scene was painted by the knights and nobles who were good at painting. It was called "Meeting at the Evil Water River". It later became a national treasure of the Kingdom of Brittany and was kept in the Grail Cathedral in Culona.
After that, the Knights' army, led by Laing, François, and Kalad, destroyed the goblin warlord Grabanaz Sourbelly (born in the same batch of goblins as Gitte Sourbelly) and the tribal army that wanted to rob the Expeditionary army. This added a lot of wealth to the Expeditionary army.
In this way, when it was the middle of January, the Expeditionary army finally arrived at the Balak Haimen Pass.
The army let out a roar of victory. This time, even Leon himself couldn't help but laugh heartily. The knights' faces were all red as they praised the wise leadership of the Knight King and the blessing of the Lake Fairies. Even the serf soldiers couldn't help but shed tears after surviving a disaster. The great victory, the accumulated merits, and the rich spoils of war were all for the sake of a great sacrifice.
But what the Knights and the serf soldiers didn't expect was that when they gradually approached the Haimen Pass, they were shocked by the scene in front of them.
The gate of the Haimen Pass slowly opened. Accompanied by the loud sound of a horn, thousands of "Eternal Guardians" of the Eternity Peak, equipped with Dwarven exquisite Rune Plate Armor, held giant hammers in their hands. Several brigades of Hammer Warriors, several brigades of Iron Warriors, and countless Dwarven troops slowly marched out. The Knights could clearly see the dazzling light emanating from the Supreme King's throne in the center of the Dwarven army.
"Supreme King! Tholgrin?! "
"Why would he appear here?"
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