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A fierce battle destroyed almost all the streets near the city gate.
Tzeentech's Chosen Champion, Tzeentech, looked at all this with a serious expression.
Tzeentech's Eternal Guardian, Sasauril, could only descend for a limited time. Although Zainaik had the upper hand in a two versus three battle, as Tzeentech's time in the mortal world decreased, Zainaik could not defeat the three enemies in front of him. The cunning Tzeentech's Chosen Champion naturally would not sit still and wait for death.
Three experts. Three Saint-level experts.
The Butcher King from the "Butcher's Castle", Karak Kaderin, advanced saint Agrim Iron Fist!
The female Tsar from Kislöw, intermediate saint Katarín Alexeyevna Romanov!
He was the Chosen of Gods champion of the Queen of the Wood Elven Kingdom, Alaier, an early-stage Saint realm expert, Araloth – Hero!
These three people were all injured, and Aralos was the most seriously injured. Hero lived up to his name as he continued to fight even though he was covered in blood.
"Timetoleave …" Zainaik knew that the situation was not good, and he muttered in his heart. Tzeentech's Chosen Champion had many axe wounds, knife wounds, frostbite, and dozens of arrows stuck in his body. He raised his hand, and the power of chaos on Tzeentech's twisted staff surged, and a crystal maze enveloped him.
The Treacherous Great Demon, Eternal Guardian Sassoril, was a little surprised by Praise Eyke's choice, but he did not say anything in the end. The repulsive force from the mortal world was getting stronger and stronger, and the wind of chaos was getting weaker and weaker. The great demon nodded and then disappeared from the mortal world.
Tzeentech's army paid a heavy price but still failed to capture Becafen. As Zainaik chose to retreat, the chaos army was defeated and retreated to the north.
With the support of the Butcher's Castle's army, Becafen was defended, and Ostmark was saved.
However, the price was heavy.
In the battle to defend Becafen, Ostmark had lost 28% of the adult males in the province. What they had won was just a little bit of time.
Victory is short, but darkness is eternal.
After the war, the capital of Ostmark was now in ruins. There was smoke and flames everywhere. Collapsed walls and corpses were everywhere. The Chaos Army had retreated, but the mess they left behind still required everyone's energy to deal with.
Many civilians and soldiers were crying in the ruins. Some of them were rejoicing that they had survived the disaster and were crying tears of joy. Some of them were sad. They cried for the deaths of their loved ones and friends. There were even some who looked at the corpses on the ground and felt sorry for them.
There were also people who cried because of the pain.
Ever since Ostmark was formed as a tribe, the people here had been fighting. They fought endlessly. The people of Ostmark constantly used their lives to protect their village and home. The endless war had caused the pure-blooded natives of Ostmark to die out. The remaining residents were actually a bunch of bastards from all over the Empire, including Kislöw. The eternal war had caused the people here to feel pain. Many of them had already prepared their coffins when they had just reached adulthood.
Death was a part of life.
There was too much pain, but it was a part of life in this dark world.
Kurfürst Hetwig led the elite troops of Ostmark, the famous Knights of Eternal Light and the Death Skull Army. In this siege of Becafen, the Knights of Eternal Light and the Death Skull Army had also suffered great losses. The former lost more than a hundred knights, which was a huge blow to the Knights of Eternal Light who only had a few hundred members. The Death Skull Army had also lost more than a third of their members.
Becafen was defended. Everyone was speechless. The Kislöw White Army that guarded this side of the city had already been defeated. They had only managed to maintain a bit of a defensive line because of the Chaos Army. Hetwig thought that the White Army must have been scared out of their wits by the Chaos Army. Most of these people who had survived the disaster probably did not have the courage to go back to the battlefield.
"Your Excellency Butcher King, thank you very much for your help. If not for your support, we really don't know how to defend Becafen," Kurfürst Hetwig said to the Dwarf Warrior.
This Dwarf Warrior was the King of Karak Kaderin, the King of Butchers, Agrim Iron Fist.
Karak Kaderin was a famous Dwarf Butcher Castle. The first King of Butchers, Dago, had suffered a great misfortune a long time ago, which caused him to make a Butcher's Oath to seek a glorious death. No one knew what the misfortune was, but most scholars believed that it was because he did not protect his daughter well, which caused her to be eaten by a giant dragon.
What was contradictory was that the Butcher's Oath and the King's Oath were in serious conflict. The Butcher's Oath required the King to give up all his current responsibilities and obligations to seek a glorious death, while the King's Oath required the King to shoulder his responsibilities and obligations as the guardian of the kingdom and the fortress.
The first King of Butchers, Dago, wavered between the two conflicting oaths. Seeking an epic death and governing the kingdom always conflicted with each other. In the end, reason prevailed, and he found a way to maintain the balance. He founded the Hall of Butchers, and the people of the Dwarf Kingdoms generously donated and worshipped these Butchers. Soon, Karak Kaderin became the recognized headquarters of the Butchers, and was named Butcher Castle.
After that, the King of Butcher Castle was called the King of Butchers. Most of these Kings wavered between glorious sacrifice and responsibility. Because of their responsibilities as Kings, they could not seek a glorious death. Therefore, the King of Butchers chose to support and support the Butchers' cause to show their Butcher's Oath. All the Dwarf Butchers who went to Karak Kaderin could receive free accommodation, blessings, and equipment maintenance. In this way, the King of Butchers fulfilled his Oath in a curve. This action was praised by all the Dwarves for its wisdom and flexibility, and the status of the King of Butchers and Butcher Castle was thus established.
The current King of Butchers was Agrim Iron Fist. This King was recognized as the best Butcher and the greatest General of the Dwarves. He had once led an army to kill the Green Warlord Nasrak and rescued the Supreme King of the Dwarves who had been captured with a broken leg.
Killing a terrifying warlord like Nasrak had undoubtedly saved the kingdom of the Supreme King of the Dwarves and won the eternal gratitude of the people there. The Supreme King Sorgrim – The Grudge took out a dragon cape made from the skin of the Red Dragon Fiska from his treasury and bestowed it to the Butcher King. It symbolized his status, glory, and the friendship between the two sides.
When he learned that Ostermark was under siege, he hesitated whether to risk his life and send reinforcements. After all, it was common knowledge that Butcher Castle was not completely free of worries.
In the end, Agrim Iron Fist made up his mind and came with his Butcher Castle army.
"Welcome too, Warrior. Uh, Warrior of the Wood Elves. How should I address you?" Elector Hetwich asked Aralos who was standing beside him.
"Aralos, the Hero." The antler helmet on Aralos' head shone with a green light. The Wood Elven Hero had returned to the Old World after many years of expeditions. He appeared as soon as he received Lilith's oracle. "I am here on Lilith's orders to slay the evil of Chaos and fight to protect the Old World."
Kurfürst Hetwig frowned. Is this guy really a wood elf? How could his words sound so nice and dignified?
In the Old World, other than the Knight King and Laing Macado, the Wood Elves treated them with respect. He had never heard of these stubborn and isolated people treating anyone nicely. Occasionally, many Wood Elves would come out to be mercenaries, but they were all bad-tempered and bad-mouthed.
"No matter what, as long as you can stand on the same side as us and fight with us, you are our friends." Katarín came out and said something. The female Tsar said to Aralos, "Thank you for your support. Thank you very much."
Yes, that's the feeling!
Kurfürst Hetwig was finally relieved.
"I said, I am here on Lilith's orders. What does it have to do with you?" Aralos said arrogantly and rolled his eyes at the female Tsar. His face looked even more sallow under the green light. "Alright, there are always some strange allies in the Dark Age."
"Anyway, everyone, thank you for saving Becafen. Now that the enemy has retreated, please come in and talk about what to do next." Elector Hetwich said.
No one had much to say. The Chaos army had just retreated, and there were too many problems waiting to be solved.
The Butcher King Agrim Iron Fist looked at the miserable state of Becafen and sighed. As the Butcher King, he had seen too much sorrow and sacrifice. Thinking of this, he did not have any good feelings for the female Tsar. In his opinion, Katarín should have died a glorious death in Zedevka.
After thinking for a while, Agrim Iron Fist secretly took out a small piece of paper from his body. It was a small piece of paper sent by the Supreme King Solgreen the Resentful recently. There were some names and numbers written on it, as well as some symbols. The first symbol was a parchment scroll, the second was a dove holding an olive branch in its mouth, and the third was a crossed axe and hammer.
The Butcher King secretly looked it up.
Emperor Karl-franz, 654
Marshal Rick Curt Helberg, 005
Archbishop Wikmar, 315
Lady Emmanuelle, 552
Boris Todbringer, 534
Marius Leitendorf, 444
Tsar Katarín, 321 (The last number was originally 2, but was changed to 1)
… …
Knight King Laing -Macado, 666 (The Supreme King put an asterisk next to the last 6)
Knight King Queen Suria, 543
Lake Witch Morgiana, 434
Duke Berchemund, 016
Duke François, 635
The Butcher King searched through these names and finally found the name of Chancellor Ostermark and Kurfürst Hetwig Wolferam, which had the number 433 written behind it.
"Not bad." Agrim Iron Fist mumbled a few times and did not say anything else.
What happened next was quite simple. Ignoring the arguments and accusations caused by different races, languages, habits, personalities, and styles, Becafen temporarily formed an alliance of the Empire, Kislöw, and the Butcher's Castle. After many losses, they added up to about sixty to seventy thousand people.
As for how to use this army, the commanders were roughly divided into two factions, which were those who wanted to defend the land and those who wanted to go to war.
The faction that wanted to defend the land was led by Kurfürst Hetwig and Tsar Katarín. They believed that the most important goal was to defend the land. The Army of Chaos had only retreated temporarily, and no one knew if the enemy would come back again.
Of course, the two had different considerations. Kurfürst Hetwig was more concerned about how to solve the large group of refugees in the province and fulfill his responsibility, while Katarín hoped that this army could help her reclaim Kislöw. Currently, the two had the same goal.
Aralos and Agrim Iron Fist wanted to reinforce the Ostermark immediately, and they came for this.
The two sides argued.
What awaited them was another heavy snowfall in Ostmark's gray land.
… I'm the dividing line of the heavy snow …
The news of the victory of the Battle of the Three Kings of Middensteig gradually spread throughout the Empire. People were overjoyed by such a glorious victory. The victory of the alliance of Brittany and Middensteig greatly reduced the pressure on the Empire. At this moment, the elimination of the siege of Becafen was also good news, and it gave the people of the Empire the confidence to win.
In the parliament of the Empire, Emperor Karl-franz of the Empire was listening to the report of his Chief of Spies and Intelligence, Amadeus.
"Now, the main reinforcements in the Empire are divided into three groups. The first group is the army led by Laing and Boris. This army is advancing towards Hocke to reclaim Herzig. After joining the army of the Grand Baron and Kurfürst Edebrand Rudenhoff of Hocke, there are about 81000 people. They are about to clash with the Army of Chaos."
"The second group is the alliance of Becafen. There are about 67000 people. However, other than the 2000 Dwarf troops in Butcher's Castle, most of the human soldiers are poorly equipped and lack training. They also lack food and firearms. Their combat power is very low and can't be used."
"The third group is the 65000 Empire reinforcements led by Marshal Rick Hailberg and Flag Bearer Ludwig, as well as Marshal Nur Erstein and Chief Justice Theodore. This army is strong enough and carries a lot of firearms. There are also many members of the Order of Knights. We have sent out the Rick Guards and the Brunswick Honor Guards. Lady Emmanuel is also willing to send out the Armoured Nur." Amadeus said to the Emperor, "This army is now approaching Tara Beheim."
"Too slow!" The Emperor sat on the comfortable chair, but he felt like he was sitting on pins and needles. Emperor Karl-franz said impatiently, "Too slow. Send someone to tell Hailberg to speed up the march. We have to get there before the Army of Chaos reaches Wolfenburg!"
Amadeus was silent.
According to the information from the frontline, Ebon Motkin had ordered the massacre of all the people in Auster. No one could calculate the exact number. They only knew that other than the people of Auster who had fled south, more than 300,000 people had gathered in Wolfenburg to take refuge.
Other than Wolfenburg, Auster had almost become a no-man's land. When Chaos passed through, only blood and slaughter were left.
"Your Majesty, we all know that this army was assembled in a hurry. The soldiers that were assembled came from various provinces and noble territories. Some were recruited, some were hired, and there were countless problems with the management of the army. Moreover, they had to transport thousands of miles of food. They were already exhausted." The Chief Spy said in a low voice, "If we force the army to march and run into an ambush …"
"That's not what I'm talking about!" Karl-franz frowned. Just asking the nobles to send troops, money, and food had almost exhausted the Emperor's energy. During this period of time, he had been in the capital and wrangling with countless nobles. He knew that the scale of this Chaos invasion was huge, and the Empire needed everyone to unite to get through this difficult time.
The nobles of the Empire were naturally aware of this reason, but they were unwilling to accept the excessive recruitment. This did not mean that the military nobles of the Empire were like the military officers in Laing's previous life who had the habit of eating the soldiers' blood without paying. It did not exist. In this world, everyone knew the importance of the army, but it was precisely because of this that the nobles were unwilling to hand over the army.
If the army was handed over to the Emperor to fight the Chaos in the north, who would protect them?
This was different from Laing and Boris. As the Knight King, Laing's prestige was through the roof. With one word from him, all the knights and nobles had to come and join the army obediently, not to mention the good opportunity to make a name for themselves and the relatively gentle recruitment method. The knights and nobles in the north were even more eager to make a name for themselves.
Mildenheim was ruled by Boris and the White Wolf Church. In addition, the White Wolf City was under military control all year round, so it was naturally easy to gather an army.
Karl-franz could not do it. The Emperor needed a lot of time to recruit a large enough army.
In fact, until now, it was not completely clear whether Marshal Rick, Helberg, or Marshal Nur, Urstein, was the commander. The army had set off in a hurry.
"We have to move faster!"
"Otherwise, everyone in the Empire will think that only the northerners and Brittany know how to fight!"
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