In the face of Emilia's request, Laing could not refuse.
You wrote the love letter yourself!
This was one of the drawbacks of the original love letter plan. The Knight King used the love letter to remind the Empire and called Amelia over to the frontlines. This method that cost the least and didn't hurt the Empire's reputation was considered to be a wonderful one. It was a small trick to achieve great things.
However, there were problems with any method. Now that Emilia used this matter to publicly respond to Laing's love letter, Knight King could not refuse from any angle.
It was the same even if it was in the military camp.
Morgiana was very unhappy about this. This meant that Emilia would occupy most of Laing's time. "Emilia, this is not what we agreed on! Now that Laing only has you and me, you should discuss this matter with me. "
"Do you know the slang in Wyson? If a hen can't lay eggs, don't hog the nest, my dear Princess Morgiana. " Emilia said proudly to Morgiana. She raised her head slightly and smiled confidently. "It's been so long and there's still no news. I think, Princess Morgiana, the nest should be reserved for the hen that can lay eggs."
Hey, hey, hey! Emilia, aren't you insulting everyone except for Suria? Laing's face was full of black lines.
Morgiana's face was even paler. Even the veins on her forehead were popping out.
Being unable to have a child with Leon had always been a pain in the heart of the Lake Goddess Witch. As everyone knew, although it wasn't that the spellcasters were infertile, the probability of successfully getting pregnant had always been very low. Other than the Ice Witches who had secret potions and secret secretaries that could guarantee pregnancy through freezing and then using secret techniques, most spellcasters could only pray to the gods for good luck. In this matter, even the Lake Goddess Witch couldn't help her first chosen one.
For example, the probability of Kalad being able to make Katherine pregnant and give birth to a boy was very low.
"Do I think that you are declaring war on me? Lady Emilia von Lebowitz Bernardino?! "Morgiana was burning with anger. Her expression was ferocious." I need an explanation. "
"My explanation is only for Sister Suria, not you, Princess Morgiana." Emilia smiled and waved her hand, indicating that Laing had just signed a new covenant with her. "If you want to destroy the hard-won peace between the Empire and Brittany, then come. The Armoured Nur and the Blackstone Guards are outside. Perhaps this time, we can see whether Laing's Old Guard is stronger or my Armoured Nur is stronger."
Morgiana's face was filled with extreme anger. However, the Lake Goddess witch knew that Emilia had nothing to fear. Her foundation was enough to challenge the Lake Goddess Church and even the entire Knight King Kingdom. This was because she owned the only large-scale city in the Old World that had completed industrialization, Nur!
The love letter! It's all because of that love letter!
I shouldn't have let Laing write that love letter back then!
The Lake Goddess witch's anger was only appeased when Laing hugged her waist from behind and gently placed her on his lap. Emilia looked at Laing's warning gaze and did not pursue the victory. Instead, she took the initiative to stand up. "Then it's settled, Laing."
With that, Emilia left.
"Laing, look at you. You don't even care about your little maid!" Morgiana could only vent her anger on Laing. She turned around and hugged Laing's neck, clearly still angry. "Look at her!"
"Okay, okay, Morgiana …" Laing gently lifted Morgiana up and let her sit on his lap. The Knight King reached out and gently lifted the Lake Goddess witch's long skirt, revealing her long legs wrapped in flesh-colored ultra-thin silk stockings. He then said helplessly, "I don't know if you noticed, but when we talked about continuing the expedition, Nur's Grand Marshal Urstein and the others weren't very interested, right?"
"That … seems to be the case." Morgiana did not notice this, but the Lake Goddess witch had to pretend that she did. She hugged Laing's neck and leaned against Laing's chest.
"The problem is very simple. The Nur side, whether it's the army or the merchants, is not completely uninterested in continuing the expedition to Kislöw, but it's also very limited." Laing smiled bitterly. "The only way, the only way that is effective without compromising too much, is for me to convince Emilia. As long as the Nur's beloved Duchess of the Empire is willing to come, she will be able to get help from the Nur."
"Oh, then you've really sacrificed a lot! Laing … "Morgiana understood. The Lake Goddess witch said sourly," Our Knight King? "
"Hahahaha …" Laing heard this and laughed loudly.
"Okay, Laing." Morgiana reached out and pressed Laing's head, looking at him with her green eyes. "Feed me first, then you can go accompany your Empire's Duchess at night!"
"Ugh!" Laing's mouth was gagged, and his waist was clamped.
It seems that our Knight King will have to deal with a new enemy in the coming days.
… I'm the section dividing line after I've had my fill …
The lion passed Auster, and the warhorse galloped to the Snow Kingdom.
Old World, late March, the Empire's border, Kislöw's fallen area.
Artillery fire roared, and thunder and lightning exploded.
Amidst the sound of hooves, a group of barbarian raiders and Chaos Warriors were fleeing in despair in the ruins of Zeping Town. They were all injured, and their faces were filled with extreme fear.
"The Southerners! The Southerners are here! "
"Help! True God, please have mercy on us! "
"No! No! "
The Army of Chaos was collapsing. Under the fierce attack of the human army, the Army of Chaos that had followed Motekin to the south was like a dog with a broken spine, crushed into pieces by the advancing tide of steel.
The great swordsmen from Nur wielded two-handed greatswords produced by the military factory, and cut the armor of the Chaos Warriors into pieces. The knights' lances pierced the bodies of the barbarians, and the iron hooves of the warhorses crushed the weak shield wall of the Norska people.
There was no mercy, no virtue, only slaughter.
The Army of Chaos here was temporarily formed by three Norska battalions and two Kurgan battalions. In the face of the sudden attack, they were not defeated immediately, but as the armies entered the battlefield, they were frightened.
The barbarians were terrified.
They saw the personal coat of arms of the Knight King, Laing, and the tricolor flag that symbolized the Old Guard.
Outside the town, in the middle of the snow-covered wasteland, the old guards who were wearing green winter coats and bearskin hats were standing in the most orderly and solid phalanxes. On their right side were the equally majestic phalanxes of the Nuer Iron Armored Army and the Blackstone Guard Legion.
Apart from these two armies, there were also two elite knight legions led by Morgiana and the twelve Grail Guardians. There were also three elite infantry regiments led by Noor, as well as several Noor knights led by Theodore Bruckner, the personal champion of the Imperial Countess, on both sides of the battle.
The Brittany and Nur artillery regiments were firing.
This was an army of ten thousand Brittany Guards and Nur Guards under the personal command of Laing and Emilia. There was no need to prove their strength. It was almost impossible for the Old World to assemble such an army in a short time.
Knight King, Laing, and Duchess of the Empire, Emilia, each held a monocular and looked at the battlefield.
"Dear, it seems that your friend doesn't want to fight anymore." Emilia put down the monocular. The Duchess of the Empire's face was rosy and lustrous, and her voice was full of tenderness. She felt that her lower abdomen was warm, and the newly upgraded high-level spiritual tattoo was full of power. It was very comfortable.
"My friend?" Laing also put down the monocular. Our Knight King was still a little confused. "Who are you referring to, Emilia?"
"That perverted champion! I think his mind is only filled with thoughts of running away, "Emilia said with a smile.
"…" Laing rolled his eyes at his little maid and continued to observe the battle.
Laing was not even interested in sending out the Old Guard or personally fighting a battle of this level. There was no need for him to do so either.
The remnants of the Chaos army were being routed on a large scale. The leading perverted champion was screaming and ordering the chariots to run faster, faster!
Run! Run!
"Bang!" The musketeers from Nur shot the back of the champion, creating a white smoke hole in his shoulder. Purple blood spurted out and scattered on the snow.
However, the champion was indeed able to run, and he ran without regard for the terrain. The human soldiers could not catch up, and the heavy knights could not move freely in the ruins. The champion actually managed to escape with a small group of berserker knights.
"The champion still managed to escape. Perverted bastards, changing their sails according to the wind. So fickle!" Laing put down his monocular again. "But it doesn't matter. In an hour, this border town of Zeping will be synonymous with another victory in the March Storm!"
The human army continued to advance. Soon, all the remnants of the Chaos army were killed or chased out of the town. The mutated skull flag, mammoth flag, and octagonal flag that symbolized Noska were thrown out of the ruins. The lion flag from Brittany, the iris flag from Nur, and the lion flag from Brittany were raised. The soldiers cheered for another victory, praising the names of Laing, Emmanuel, and Morgiana.
However, there was no joy on Laing's face. He only ordered the Old Guard to clean up the ruins of the city.
Even though it was already the end of March, the further north they went, the colder the weather became. White snow fell from the sky, and the temperature was close to negative five to ten degrees Celsius again.
The terrifying winter did not leave Kislöw so easily. According to the refugees who volunteered to be guides, Kislöw would not be frozen until May.
To make matters worse, as the army left Wolfenburg and went north into the occupied area, the problem of logistics became serious. The supply of logistics from the Empire began to decrease. There was almost no local supply in the occupied area of Auster, and it was impossible for them to plunder. Many times, the army had to stop and wait for supplies to arrive. Sometimes, they even had to retreat.
Similarly, even though they had prepared winter coats and heating equipment in advance, the Brittany and Nur people who lived in warm and humid climates were really frozen. The morale of the soldiers dropped. Many people openly complained about the damned weather and the damned Kislöw people. Some people even said strange things, "Why do we have to help Mrs. Kiesler reclaim the land?"
Fortunately, many refugees from Kislöw volunteered to be guides. Many refugees from Kislöw even volunteered to join the logistics team and the civilian workers after hearing about it. Many people wanted to make a living, but more people believed that the virtuous and chivalrous Knight King, Laing, really wanted to help Mrs. Kiesler! He really did it for the sake of Kislöw's reconstruction and revival!
This was the power of a persona. This was why the Knight King spent thousands of years to establish this persona.
However, there were still many problems. Zeping Town was just an inconspicuous town in the occupied area. More importantly, this was an area that should have been cleansed.
Under the protection of the Old Guard, the Armoured Nur, and the Blackstone Guards, they set up camp near the town.
In the large tent, everyone gathered to discuss the military situation.
Now that the Northern Expedition Army was divided into several parts, facing the scattered remnants of the Chaos Army, Laing also divided his troops so that the army could fully clean up the enemies at the border between Auster and Kislöw.
The army was divided into the following:
Laing and Emilia personally commanded the Imperial Guard, 10,000 people.
Laun's First Army, about 10,000 people.
François's Second Army, about 15,000 people.
Berchemund's Third Army, about 12,000 people.
Erstein's Empire Nur Army, about 7,000 people.
"We can still encounter such a large Army of Chaos in the rear, this means that there is a problem with Laun and François's clearing in this direction," Laing looked at the map, "Also, François's army penetrated too deep into the snowfield."
"The Duke may be anxious to prove himself." Bertrand was more confident since he was awarded the Lady of the Lake medal, "His Excellency the Duke is also anxious to go deep into the snowfield to find the surviving villages and shelters in the forests and mountains. There should be some survivors there."
"I know that." Laing sighed. Knight King noticed that François's army was advancing and had arrived near a former Kislöw castle called Zorn, "I'm afraid that he will encounter the main force of the Chaos Army led by the Chosen One, Hal, the Eye of Eternity!"
It had to be said that Laing's Crow's Beak was quite accurate.
Kislöw was indeed not a suitable place for a battle.
Upstream of Örengrád, south of Zorn City, Meen Forest, an area eighty kilometers away from Zeping Town.
When François's army arrived here, his army unfortunately encountered an inexplicable rise in temperature. The temperature hovered around zero degrees Celsius, and a terrible sleet turned the roads in the area into muddy swamps. His Second Army had difficulty moving.
The supply convoy and the follow-up troops were stuck in the mud and could not move. There was a serious logistical problem. He and his army had to stay in the forest and wait for the logistics to arrive.
Neither the knights nor the soldiers liked to march into Kislöw. It was poor, cold, and there was no loot to plunder. It was also far away from home. Many soldiers deserted. The originally strong Brittany horses lost a lot of fat or frostbite due to the cold environment.
Under the heavy rain and snow, François had to send out several patrol teams to try to find a better camping area inside the forest.
However, they encountered a large number of Chaos Army led by the Chosen One, Hal, the Eye of Eternity. They encountered them at the edge of the forest.
Two patrol teams were quickly annihilated. Hal, the Eye of Eternity captured two survivors and learned the location of François's Second Army.
The Chosen One reacted quickly. He immediately ordered the remaining Chaos Army to gather as much as possible and prepared to rush towards the demoralized François's army.
It seemed that an encounter was approaching.
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