It was very quiet on the main road of Midden at night. The knights were resting here.
Generally speaking, for an expeditionary army, fatigue would accumulate gradually. Today, after a close battle, it was indeed time for them to set up camp and take a rest.
The soldiers gathered around the fire in twos and threes, complaining about the poor logistics supplies of the Empire and the food that was not to their taste. This was more of an instinct. After all, everyone ate faster than anyone else.
The knights also gathered together and complained about the damn weather in Midden. In January, it was a cold winter in Midden. Usually, the temperature was about -15 degrees Celsius. During the day, it was about -5 to -10 degrees Celsius. At night, it could be as low as -30 degrees Celsius. Many of the knights were so cold that they curled up their bodies.
In the red-blue tent that belonged to the king, thick bearskins and carpets imported from Tyrell were spread on the ground. In the tent, there was a magic fireplace made by Veronica, and the temperature was very comfortable. The top furniture facing the coat of arms of the Laing family was displayed. Every piece of furniture was personally selected by Queen Suria of Laing. The faint light of the fire enveloped the tent. It was snowing outside, and there was a faint sense of warmth.
Laing was wearing the king's robes and holding a letter from Bertrand in his hand. He was pacing back and forth in the tent, obviously thinking about something. Teresa, who was appointed as his private secretary, was sitting behind the desk next to him, collecting and processing a large amount of information.
Although she had been stuck at the peak of legendary and had not made any progress, Teresa had shown great talent in intelligence. She processed a large amount of information in an orderly manner, and could always filter out the most important information from hundreds of pieces of information for Laing to review. Now, after many years of development, MI7 had set up a dozen branches in the old world. They had brought a lot of information to Laing and made an important contribution to increasing the influence of the Knight King in secret.
Behind the desk, Teresa was wearing a standard secretary's uniform, a white shirt with a daffodil pattern and a black magic robe. The white shirt was tightly stretched by the female sorceress's impressive figure, and the buttons were decorated with the pattern of a Sea Heart Stone in the shape of an orchid. Under the black miniskirt, her beautiful legs were straight and long, but they had the roundness of a mature young woman. Below the waist, they were round and full, and there was not a trace of fat on her thighs and calves. Her smooth and tender skin was wrapped in black half-transparent soft jacquard pantyhose. There was not the slightest bit of dead skin or wrinkles on her beautiful black feet, especially the crystal clear toes. The neatly cut toenails were painted with pink nail polish. A pair of purple laced fishmouth high heels were placed aside, and the upper of the heels slightly reflected the light of the fire on the magic fireplace.
"… Sir Bertrand is the commander-in-chief of the Old Guard that you personally appointed, Laing. How can you not know him?" Teresa picked up a document. The female sorceress did not know how to react to Laing's words. She could not help but look at her man as if he was an idiot. Laing's character was indeed a kind of chuunibyou, and he would often say shocking things. "Let's not talk about other things. Previously in the Chalon Forest, Bertrand was known as the Green Arrow. He has always been famous for his archery skills. How can he be blind?"
"But I always feel that the reality is too magical." Laing held the information jointly signed by Bertrand and Davu in his hand. The Knight King hesitated and said, "Teresa, do you think Bertrand can do it?"
"Didn't you hand over the three battalions of the Old Guard to Bertrand?" Teresa hesitated for a moment, but she still stood up. She put on her pair of small black stockings into her high heels, gently hooked her index finger with a white lace glove, and then walked to Laing's side. "And mother is also with them. Don't underestimate mother's power."
Laing's eyebrows gradually relaxed. He reached out and took Teresa's little hand and walked behind the desk. He smiled and said, "It's been a long journey. You must be tired, right?"
"No, it's okay." Teresa was pulled to sit down by Laing. She looked at Laing and said, "It was quite comfortable along the way. Mother and I sat on the Hurricane Ice Magic Mount that you gave us. We basically set up camp next to you."
"Hehehe." Laing smiled mischievously. The sorceress and her daughter did have a very comfortable journey. Unlike Morgiana who had to command and guide everyone to pray and perform divine blessings regularly, and Veronica who had to take care of the entire wizard legion, the sorceress and her daughter did not have to do anything other than sorting out the information. Naturally, they were very comfortable.
Because of this, Laing sent Aurora to the vanguard.
Knight King held his private secretary on his lap and sat behind the desk with her for a while. He smelled the lavender fragrance on Teresa's body and her long hair and smiled. "Is there any news worth mentioning recently? I'm not talking about the military. For example, what do the people of the Empire think of the invasion? "
"Speaking of which, something did happen in Brunswick recently." Teresa's body went soft. She panicked when Laing held her on his lap. She knew that Laing was going to bully her again, especially recently when Laing said that he wanted to "strengthen the brand and upgrade the level" of the spiritual tattoo on her lower abdomen. The sorceress, who loved and was afraid of this, quickly told Laing something. "Do you remember some time ago, a Countess Squire of the Empire made a very famous speech that caused a lot of trouble for the Emperor's court?"
"I remember." Laing had received this news before.
"Recently, that Countess Squire published a book called 'Squire's Diary'. It recorded a lot of news from the people of the Empire. She used a lot of hearsay content to accuse the Empire of seriously violating and harming the interests of the people for the sake of war. Most of the content in the book was like 'today I heard that the Emperor was forcefully recruiting strong men for the sake of war', 'I heard from the road officials of the Rick territory that nine types of taxes were increased for the sake of war', 'I heard from the nobles' salon that a lot of farmers were forced to go bankrupt due to food requisitions', 'I read in the newspaper that the Emperor was going to announce a rationing system for the sake of war'." Teresa leaned on Laing's chest and said, "This' Squire's Diary 'caused a big stir among the people of the Empire. The impact was very bad. The people of the city and many small nobles raised a frenzy against the Emperor's recruitment of soldiers, food requisitions, and tax increases."
"The Emperor's Rick Guards will solve the problem." Laing nodded. The Knight King thought to himself that there were such people everywhere.
"No, the situation is different this time, Laing. I have to say, from the time a book is written to the time it is published, to the time it is printed and sold in the market, and to the time it is translated from High Gothic to Low Gothic, it takes at least a year. But 'Squire's Diary' only took 13 days from the time it was written to the time it was sold." Teresa's small hand, which was wrapped in a white lace glove, was intertwined with Laing's big hand. The sorceress said softly, "This is really not normal. There seems to be a huge organization behind her, using a huge amount of money and strong connections to support her."
"… The Cult of Chaos is too well-hidden in the Empire." Laing said helplessly, "This is the accumulation of more than two thousand years. It is not something that can be done overnight. I can only say that the appearance of Black Iron Motekin has made the Cult of Chaos ecstatic. They have finally waited for their master to come. Sigh, the Cult of Chaos has not given up on me."
The two chatted for a while. At this time, the curtain of the king's tent was lifted, and snowflakes drifted into the tent from outside.
Teresa quickly stood up, embarrassed. The sorceress was very shy in front of others, and Laing did not even raise his head. It was easy to guess who the visitor was. The Old Guard outside did not say anything or stop them. Besides, there were only two people who dared to lift the curtain of the Knight King's tent. It was either Morgiana or Veronica.
It was Morgiana and Veronica who came in together. The Lake Goddess Witch and Chancellor Jalan's hair were covered with snow. Morgiana was wearing a snow-white strapless dress with a thick white fox fur cloak, and flesh-colored crystal thin stockings. Veronica, on the other hand, was wearing a red bean embossed lace dress with thorny flowers, a female chancellor's robe made of hundreds of magic gems and high-quality satin, paired with fiery red stilettos and honey-colored thin velvet tights. As soon as she saw Laing, she smiled and said to him, "Dear, we have received something good! Do you want to see? "
"What is it?" Laing gestured for Morgiana to take a seat first. Knight King walked to Veronica and asked, "What is it that you can't even tell me?"
"Give me a kiss first, my dear!" Veronica was obviously asking for praise. Laing could not help but smile. He kissed Veronica's cherry red lips and said, "Okay, can you tell me now?"
"This is the letter of credence from the female Tsar, Katarina!" Veronica took out a thick document from behind her and said, "Her Majesty Katarina, who is taking refuge in Becafen, urgently needs to form a new army from the refugees of Kislöw. She has asked our Knight King for a sum of money through her connections with the council."
"… Shouldn't the most important thing to form an army be the supply of weapons and food?" Laing took the letter and complained, "As long as the supply of weapons and food can keep up, gold is not the most important thing right now!"
"Yes, gold is not the most important thing right now, but it is still indispensable." Veronica directly hugged Laing's neck and stuck to his body. She smiled and said, "She is preparing for other things. You know, she has even given the Tsar Royal Family's ancestral Frostblade of Vasilyevich to the current regent and commander-in-chief, Oleg Von Zhukov. It is very strange. That Frostblade is a divine weapon of extreme cold. Only Tsar's blood can withstand it, but Oleg Von Zhukov not only can use it smoothly, but he also said that he felt the warmth of home."
"Oh, for Fenris and Anaheim, that is indeed the case." Laing smiled and then shook his head. "Write back to Her Majesty Katarina. She can ask for money, but give her something as collateral. Ask her to make a list of the thousand-year-old wealth of the Tsar Royal Family! My dear, you can pick whatever you like! "
"Hey, then I won't hold back." Veronica nodded. She wanted to go back to her room to prepare.
"Laing, is this news true? Bertrand, Hagan, and Davu really defeated the main Orc army? " Morgiana sat on the main seat in the tent naturally. The Lake Goddess gestured for Laing to sit beside her. Her voluptuous feet curled up under her long skirt. She glanced at Teresa as though she was reminding her of something. Teresa understood. After settling some information, she left. Her tent was next door.
Leon thought that it seemed that Morgianna and Veronica would be together at night. The three women seemed to have arranged their time behind his back … The Knight King could do nothing about it. Morgianna had used the excuse that she had a lot of military and political matters to discuss with Leon and offered to stay with him in the king's tent at night. Leon had no reason to refuse, so it was settled. As for Veronica, she was Leon's chief female courtier, so naturally she would stay with him.
"This is the news that I received." Laing said to Morgiana, "I've sent someone to verify the news. The battle report and loot should arrive tomorrow morning."
"Boris Todbringer's wolf pups have been too negligent in their treatment of us." Morgiana leaned on Laing's shoulder and said unhappily, "What about Emperor Karl-franz and your Duchess of the Empire? What about their army?"
"It's not that easy, Morgiana. Their army is still gathering in Brunswick." Laing shook his head. "As for the Emperor and Emilia, I've said before that they won't move until the Army of Chaos reaches the Tarabek River."
"It sounds like we've moved out a little too early." Morgiana understood. Her blonde hair slid down Laing's shoulder. The Lake Goddess was in a good mood after spending time with Laing. She did not care about small things. "Why did you choose to rest at this time? That's not quite your style. "
"It's because I need to rest after a long journey." Laing took out an urgent military report. "Morgiana, look at this. The 120,000 soldiers of the Army of Chaos have approached the outskirts of Von Zhukov Castle. Around the castle and inside the castle, about 100,000 soldiers of the Northern Empire are waiting."
Yes, at the end of January, the Army of Chaos led by Ebon Motkin officially arrived in the forest near Von Zhukov Castle in Auster and began to prepare to attack the ancestral castle of the Kurfürst family. So far, both sides had only launched a few tentative attacks, but there was no doubt that the Empire had lost all of them. All the troops had retreated to the outskirts of Von Zhukov Castle and carried out a lot of construction work, preparing to defend the castle to the death.
Marshal Model of Auster was given the order in the face of danger. His fortifications would be tested by the Army of Chaos in the coming battle.
Morgiana had studied the battle thoroughly before. The Lake Goddess and Laing leaned against each other to discuss the battle. Morgiana kicked off her cotton slippers and put a pair of delicate silk feet in Laing's arms for him to play with. She carefully asked, "Speaking of which, Laing, I remember that Madam Teresa has always wanted to have a child."
"Compared to Teresa, I think Aurora is the one who really wants to have a child." Laing gently rubbed Morgiana's stockinged feet. Knight King wondered why Morgiana suddenly asked this. "What's wrong? Morgiana, why do you suddenly ask this? "
"Madam told me … As long as you want, I can do it too. I'm willing to have a child for you." Morgiana said softly, "But … we've been together for many years. I've already removed the protective measures. Why is there no movement at all? Laing, is it you? "
"What about me?" Laing could not help but shake his head. He burst out laughing.
Morgiana thought it was because of something. It was very difficult for spellcasters to get pregnant. Laing thought that perhaps Morgiana saw that Veronica's apprentice, Katherine, was pregnant and had some thoughts. But this was not something that could be asked for.
And it's not like I don't have a child. Do you think I'm some professional commentator? Do you think I'm so weak that I'll end up losing my own child?
"Then, shall we go in?" Morgianna was a little embarrassed to talk about this, but the Lake Goddess was always very gentle when she was with Leon. Morgianna said softly, "Veronica, it should be done with the decorations inside."
"I'll take a shower first." Laing knew that he could not escape tonight. He kissed Morgiana's feet that were wrapped in transparent stockings and painted with green nail polish and said, "Wait for me."
"Okay ~"
… Wait for me, wait for my section break …
At the same time, in the Chaos camp 30 kilometers away from Von Zhukov's Castle.
Ebon Motekin had just received news that the Supreme King of Noska, Valmier Aislin, had died in battle and that the Noska Mountain Range army had ceased to exist. The Eternal God of Chaos was deeply shocked by this news, which he did not expect.
Then, the news of the Orc army's defeat made Motekin feel troubled. He had expected the Orcs to be unable to stop Laing, but he did not expect the Orcs to be defeated so quickly.
The Noska Mountain Range army that once had tens of thousands of soldiers and dominated Kislöw no longer existed. Motekin immediately realized that with Aislin's death, there was a huge loophole in his original plan. If the Brittany, Mrs. Kiesler, and the Nords attacked south from Örengrád at all costs, and the Knight King, Laing Macado, and his Chaos army would be surrounded and attacked from both sides!
Motekin did not panic in the face of danger and immediately gave three orders.
First, immediately order the Chaos Army in the Brass Fortress under the leadership of the Four Gods of Chaos, Death Blade Enz, and the Nurgle Champion, "Reaper" Varnier, to attack Nords and Midden to pin down the enemy.
Second, he immediately ordered Prince Sigwald to lead the Sin army to abandon their original plan and change their route to the central mountain range. They would attack the Knights' army from the north through the central mountain range.
Finally, Motekin took out a Chaos talisman that contained the power of the Four Gods of Chaos. It was constantly colliding and spinning.
He handed the talisman to the Chosen Hal, the Eternal Eye, and said, "Take this and go to the central mountain range. Find the grave of the Orcs' greatest Legendary Orc King, Getwo the Cruel!"
"The supreme power of the True God shall return him to the mortal world!"
"Tell him that the True God only has one decree."
"Defeat Laing Macado and his Knights' army at all costs!"
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