"Burp!" The Butcher King burped loudly. He had already lost count of how many cups of beer he had drunk. Agrim Iron Fist shook his head and said, "Oh, I see it. The woman in the lake appeared in the waves. She smelled fishy. Hehehe, she appeared with water to wash her feet."
"No, burp, no, that's Lilith. Lilith is extraditing me. Lilith is here to receive me." Aralus was also drunk. The wood elf hero burped and said, "She appeared under the moonlight and took me away from the mortal world!"
"What? Moonlight? It's daytime!"
"No, isn't it raining outside?"
The Butcher King and Aralus fell down one after the other, and the drinking contest ended in a draw.
On the other side, Knight King, Laing, and the others sat together at a long table. Laing and Morgiana sat at the head of the table. On his left was Veronica, and behind her was Aurora, who had forced herself to participate in the activity. The Sanctuary Witches would never let go of any opportunity to expand their influence.
"Something seems to have happened at the porridge stall, Your Majesty." A soldier came over and said, "Fifty barrels of porridge have been distributed, but many people still haven't received their porridge. Many people are very dissatisfied. Some hooligans seem to be secretly inciting the refugees to attack our camp."
"Tell this to Elector Wamir!" Laing said directly to the soldier, "Tell him that if he doesn't care about his people, then the Brittany army can prepare to withdraw."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The Knight King quietly waited for the arrival of the Lake Fairy. He tasted the sweet maple syrup. Veronica held his arm and whispered, "My dear, I may only be able to follow you up to here."
Laing immediately understood what Veronica meant. "You have to go back?"
"Yes." Veronica was a little embarrassed, but she really had to go back.
The Marvel Blue Council had degenerated into a meeting place for female Warlocks. All of the previous organizations and structures that had been established over several hundred years had been destroyed in the destruction of Marvel Blue. Although they had Laing's full support, the meeting place had lost the ability to operate independently. Most of the matters had to be handled by Veronica herself.
Moreover, the entire head of the Sorceress gathering, including Chairman Veronica, Vice-Chairman Aurora, and Teresa, had been brought out by Laing. If they stayed here for a long time, there would definitely be problems with the operation of the gathering. Even in the previous Garland Council, Chairman Margarita had always been in charge of Skyvault Castle, rarely going out.
"The Grass Festival is coming. I just bought more than a hundred girls with magical talent from the refugees. You know, Laing, most of these people are ticking time bombs. We must send them back to the Heaven's Fortress as soon as possible for them to receive enlightenment and magical education." Veronica was a little embarrassed. "If we leave them like this, their uncontrollable magical talent will turn into a magical wind, causing all kinds of strange things to happen. If we don't control it, the wind of chaos will start to appear, and the evil gods will whisper. The mana will go out of control until the chaos portal appears."
"Okay." Laing nodded. Knight King secretly thought for a moment.
In fact, if Motekin had not been defeated so quickly, giving Veronica time to collect a large number of magical girls, this would not have happened. However, since they could save so many girls and obtain a large number of new blood for the Sorceress gathering, Laing naturally had no reason to refuse. Knight King was just a little disappointed that Veronica would not be able to participate in the coming war. "When are we leaving? Are Aurora and Teresa leaving too? "
"It's best to go back. We'll go back when Teresa arrives," Aurora said tiredly. The Sanctum Witch had used up all her mana to summon the Supreme Ice Elemental Lord. For a wizard, a depleted mana could not be recovered in a day or two. "Teresa has to go back with me. I have to rest in bed for two or three months. She has to be my assistant."
"Thank you for your hard work." Laing did not say anything more.
Knight King noticed a black bat flying over his tent, so he excused himself and left for a while.
Morgiana, the Lake Goddess Witch, also noticed this scene. Morgiana thought for a moment and also got up, indicating that she would leave for a while.
When she returned to the tent, the black bat had already landed in Laing's tent. The bat screeched twice at Laing. Knight King untied a small note from the bat's leg and picked it up to read.
Morgiana came in from outside. The Lake Goddess Witch asked with concern, "What's wrong, Laing? What's this?"
"Vampire Baron Hal Harris. Do you still remember him?" Laing handed the note to Morgiana. Knight King's face relaxed a little. "The one in Mu Xilon?"
"I remember. I remember that you and he had some kind of tacit agreement?" Morgiana put down the small note. "He said that the head of the Blood Dragon Knights, Varazi Haken, and the last Vampire Count, Man Frey Von Karstein, were waiting for an opportunity to move in the Shadow Forest, but they have decided to retreat now?"
"Varazi Haken is a member of the Blood Dragon Clan. Varazi Haken and Luther Haken were originally the leaders of the Blood Dragon Ancestor Abo Wallace's plan for his children after he left alone. Luther Haken went to become the Undead Pirate King, leaving only Varazi." Laing nodded. Knight King continued, "As for Man Frey, I don't have to say much. You are very familiar with him, Morgiana."
"Familiar? If hatred counts, I am indeed very familiar with him. " Morgiana gritted her teeth. "I hope you won't make such a bad joke in the future. Otherwise, I will extend the time you spend with me by at least half."
Laing was a little embarrassed. He quickly hugged Morgiana and kissed her forehead. Then he said, "Sorry, I didn't mean it. I just wanted to say that you are familiar with Man Frey. You know this guy's nature."
The relationship between the Undead and Chaos was the same as the relationship between the Undead and humans. It was full of contradictions and irreconcilable contradictions. The Undead wanted to establish a kingdom of the dead and become the master of the living, while the goal of Chaos was to destroy everything and let everything return to nothingness. From this point of view, it was very normal for the Undead and Chaos to fight.
Vampire Baron Hal Harris said in the letter that the Blood Dragon Great Teacher Varazi and Vampire Count Man Frey were waiting. They were waiting for the Army of Chaos and the Human Alliance to fight and both sides to suffer.
Then, the Army of the Undead would sweep across the entire northern Empire. Whether it was Chaos or humans, they would all be wiped out, leaving behind a kingdom of the dead.
However, the development of the situation was greatly beyond the expectations of Varazi and Man Frey. Motekin committed suicide, the Army of Chaos was defeated, and although the Human Alliance suffered some losses, their strength was still intact. In addition, Laing was here.
This name alone made Varazi and Man Frey feel troubled. From another point of view, Varazi and Man Frey were destined to be figures of two factions. The Blood Dragon valued martial arts, was fierce, valued honor and oaths, while Von Kastein was cunning, insidious, liked court politics, and admired betrayal and authority. If the two undead forces could not unite, there was no possibility of defeating Laing at all.
The great Knight King's illustrious reputation was too dazzling. He was simply the sun. If the Blood Ancestor did not appear, no undead would dare to challenge him alone.
In the end, Man Frey and Varazi both decided to retreat. Man Frey retreated to Sylvania, while Varazi would take his people back to the mountains in the northern part of the Roof of the World, waiting for the next opportunity to make a comeback.
"Anyway, this is good news. We just need to focus on dealing with the remaining Army of Chaos." Laing smiled.
He was already confident in the new battle plan.
By the time Laing and Morgiana came out of the tent, it was already noon.
The Lake Fairy was already sitting where Laing should have been. The Duke, the Knight of the Holy Grail, and the Old Guard were all kneeling on the ground. The camp was full of praises for the Lake Fairy. Seeing Laing and Morgiana appear, the Goddess looked at Laing with some reproach, and then signaled that they could start.
On the high platform, under the goddess' skirt, endless glory.
"The Commander-in-Chief of the Old Guard, Wartime Marshal, Baron Nottingham, Superior Holy Grail Medal, Your Excellency Bertram Tal's Eye, please come forward." The Lake Fairy smiled and gestured with her hand.
The Commander-in-Chief of the Old Guard, Bertram Tal's Eye, was wearing a full set of guard uniform. On his head was a commander's triangular hat with three colorful feathers. The golden embroidery on his black coat was so dazzling. The jacket and breeches were also made of silk. The appearance was gorgeous, and there were oak branches and iris patterns on the collar and sleeves.
A large row of medals and medals jingled. As an "old man" who had surrendered when Laing became an Earl, Bertram was only in his forties, but he had participated in almost all major battles. He had nearly ten battle medals alone, plus a row of medals and service medals. Bertram's glory made everyone jealous. Not to mention the serfs and freedmen, even the knights, nobles, and even the Knights of the Holy Grail felt jealous. Several Knights of the Holy Grail even made up their minds to participate in more wars in the future so that they could have more medals and medals.
Bertram's eyes were filled with tears. Born in Bastogne, the bandit leader who made a fortune by refusing to pay taxes and became famous by shooting wild beasts, he never thought that he would have a day like this. He choked and knelt on one knee in front of the Lake Fairy. He sobbed and said, "My Lady … I never thought …"
"You always make the right choice, Bertram." The Lake Fairy smiled and said to Bertram, "Every time, you can make a great contribution. You are the hero of Brittany. Your arrow shoots the heart of the enemy, brings victory to us, and brings death to the enemy. Now, I give it to you."
The two prophets of the Lake Fairy opened the jade plate, and there were two medals on it. The divine crystal of the Lake Fairy condensed on the highest medal of the Lady of the Lake. The Goddess reached out her small hand and took one of them, "Rise, my hero, the glorious Commander-in-Chief of the Old Guard."
Bertram hurriedly got up. The Lake Fairy reached out and pinned the medal with the goddess's face, the Holy Grail, and the irises on the most conspicuous part of Bertram's chest. She patted it and said, "Take care of yourself."
Bertram walked down the platform in the applause and envious eyes of everyone. What made all the Brittany excited was that there was another medal of the highest medal of the Lady of the Lake on the plate.
Who would this medal be awarded to? The people in the audience had the most intense discussion.
Laing's heart skipped a beat. The second medal of the highest medal of the Lady of the Lake? The Goddess did not tell him about this. What was she going to do?
"There is still one more warrior." The Lake Fairy said to everyone calmly. The figure of the Goddess on the platform shone brightly. "Brittany still has one more warrior. He has completed countless myths and miracles. He has achieved the impossible. He has completed a decisive battle where he was outnumbered. He has made great contributions to the war against the invasion of Chaos. Therefore, I have prepared the second medal of the highest medal to award to him."
"Unfortunately, he is not here today," the Goddess continued. "Therefore, I will keep this medal for the time being. When you return home after victory, Laing and Suria will hold a new award ceremony in the Culona Palace. At that time, I will appear and personally award the highest medal of the Lady of the Lake to that warrior."
Oh! Now everyone knew who the other medal of the highest medal was going to be awarded to.
Laing smiled bitterly. This Goddess really did not forget to stir up trouble at all times. When he asked her to award the medal to Bertram, she immediately diverted her thoughts and came up with another person to award the medal to balance things out.
Laing knew who she was going to award. As she said, if Bertram deserved it, then that person deserved it even more.
Let's leave it at that. The Knight King compromised. He had to be fair.
The Day of the Holy Grail passed with cheers and banquets. This celebration greatly strengthened the morale and sense of honor of the Brittany army. It also made the people of the Empire and Mrs. Kiesler realize the strength of the Knight King.
This was the soft power and cultural output of culture.
Three days after the Day of the Holy Grail, the southern Brittany army led by François, consisting of the armies of the three duchies of Vanford, Pallavon, and Bereon, about fifteen thousand soldiers arrived with eighty cannons and a large amount of supplies.
Laing and the others personally welcomed the arrival of François. They had not seen each other for a few months, but his father-in-law was still full of humor and elegance. He had already changed into a new full-body plate armor of the Dwarven Master Granny Rune. He had a gorgeous velvet unicorn cloak on the outside and a unicorn sword on his waist. His face was shrouded in holy light.
Obviously, his father-in-law had now stepped into the realm of the pinnacle of the Sanctuary-realm.
Behind his father-in-law was the paladin Sir Jerrold.
"Your Majesty, congratulations." François walked into the tent and sat down. He enjoyed the fire and took off his cloak with the help of his servants. His father-in-law was obviously full of regret. "It is one of the biggest regrets of my life that I could not participate in the Battle of the Three Kings, the Battle of Herzig, and the Battle of Wolfenburg."
"There will be opportunities, François," Duke Berchemund said excitedly, "There are still many Army of Chaos to deal with."
A huge map of the northern territory of the Empire was hung under the magic lamp.
Laun began to explain the current situation of the war.
"After the Battle of Wolfenburg, after discussion, we and the army of the Empire will follow the following arrangements."
"Kurfürst Boris and his army of Mildenheim will go north to deal with the Army of Chaos in the central mountain range."
"Kurfürst Wamir and Marshal Rick's army will stay in Auster and be responsible for rebuilding their home and cleaning up the remaining Army of Chaos in the fallen areas."
"Kaderin's Dwarven army will return to Butcher's Castle. The Butcher King has expressed his apologies to us. Because Karak Kaderin is a Dwarven fortress that is constantly threatened by Green Dwarves, he and his army cannot leave for too long."
"As for the army of Nur, we will have to wait until Lady Emmanuel arrives tomorrow to discuss it."
Laing, Morgiana, Berchemund, François, Bertrand, Davu, and the others sat in the tent and listened to Laun's explanation. The Human Alliance Army would divide their forces to deal with the threat of Chaos.
"What about our war plan?" Morgiana took the opportunity to ask. She did not ask Laun, but directly asked Laing, the Knight King.
"We will go north and march towards Örengrád. Our goal is to eliminate the remaining Army of Chaos led by Zetch's Chosen Hal – Eye of Eternity that is entrenched near Örengrád." Laing stood up and walked to the front of the map. "This army is mainly made up of the remnants of the defeated Army of Chaos led by Motekin and the remnants of the defeated Army of Noska Mountains. It has a total of nearly 40,000 soldiers. Our goal is to leave the Empire and defeat this Army of Chaos."
"The code name of this operation is' March Storm '!"
"The goal is to take back Örengrád from the hands of Chaos! Reestablish a Kislöw regime that is under our protection. "
"There must be a buffer zone in the north of the Old World!"
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