Warhammer Throne

The position of the third marshal gave Boderek many considerations. The first is that Boderek is the only naval marshal in Brittany, who is particularly good at leading the navy, and the second-ranked naval coach is his son. Federmond and the Shanghai God Fleet have announced that they will take orders from the Knight King Ryan, but the Poseidon knights and sailors of the Polderau Principality still occupy an overwhelming majority in the Poseidon fleet, so this alone is worth it. The title of a marshal.

In the same way, the Principality of Poderro of Boderek was the first principality in Brittania to begin commercialization, industrialization and urbanization. Due to its geographical environment, excellent deep-water ports, naval bases and many free people, Bo Derek also joined Ryan’s camp very early. It can be said that he is second only to François in supporting Ryan. Although the old duke was busy dealing with the handover and cultivating his son in the later period, the Poseidon fleet also Played an extremely important role.

Therefore, Su Liya, Lake Fairy, and Morjana had their original opinions to rank Bo Derek to fifth or fourth, but Ryan believed that they must be ranked third.

Now there are three marshals, who is the fourth marshal?

Ryan continued reading: "Raun Leo Cornwall!"

The fourth marshal is Raun Leo Cornwall in Olengrad!

The audience held their breath for this, and many people made incomprehensible questions. Ryan raised his mouth slightly when he saw it. The appointment of Raun was also based on political considerations. The two sides used to fight for the throne. Later, after Raun failed, he chose to give up, and the two sides compromised, but in fact, if Raun did not take the initiative to stay in Olengrad and give up the rule of power this time, he would not be in the fourth position. Since he did so, Then the position of the fourth marshal must be given.

Raun's marshal scepter medal gown was picked up by his lieutenant, the Knight of the Holy Grail, De Leonez, and will soon be sent to Olengrad himself.

"Carade de Galament!"

The fifth marshal is Calade from the Duchy of Bastogne!

There is no doubt that Carad has won applause and applause from the audience. This year has been more than fifty. Carad, who has the best integrity and has just been awarded the highest lady's medal and the rank of Marquis, is a little embarrassed in the eyes of everyone. Tai, he first bowed deeply, stretched out his hands to take the large silver plate from the fairy in the lake, and then bowed to everyone in the entire palace hall again with some restraint.

Carad’s life is full of misery. He lost his mother and sister when he was young. He was poisoned by his fiancé when he was just growing up. His half-brothers fell and became vampires. He finally welcomed him as a teacher and a friend, a father and a brother. The return of Jules and his sister Anara, who had completed the training of the prophet of the Lake God, resulted in Jules's death in Lyonasse. Anara died in love, and Calade personally beheaded his brother Belites who became a vampire.

But Kalad never succumbed to fate, he used his performance to win the admiration of almost everyone, his series of glorious deeds no longer need to be said, even the elves and lizards of the new world know his name.

"May you live up to the name of the marshal, Qing Karad." Ryan nodded at Karad with a smile.

The Knight King actually ranked Kalad sixth in the previous private discussions. The reason is very simple. After all, Kalad is not completely loyal to Ryan. He is more like a fairy in the lake than Ryan’s Holy Grail. The Holy Grail, and Calade’s has its own problems. This famous Sanctuary Great Holy Grail is a typical example of personal martial arts superior to generals, and generals superior to military governance. He has always been a follower, the only time The experience of leading the army alone is guarding Chantilon and rescuing Olengrad, but the entire military plan was also formulated by Meletskov and Rokosovsky. Therefore, whether Karad can truly stand alone remains the test of time. .

But Suria, Morjana, and the Fairy of the Lake all said that it would be better to let Karad rank fifth in this matter, and finally Ryan agreed.

"Bertrand de Nottingham!"

At the time, the leader of the Bergerac thieves in the Chalong Forest, now the Chosen of Thar, the commander of the old guards, the Baron of Nottingham, and Bertrand, the winner of the Lady of the Highest Order of the Lake, came up to accept the award, and the sixth marshal was the real meaning. The sanctuary powerhouses who are only loyal to Ryan are a bit low to be able to rank this position, but Bertrand is very satisfied with this.

Bertrand has repeatedly proved that he has the ability to stand alone. In the Battle of the Swamp of Pain, Ryan's main force is still behind. He has defeated the main force of the Beastman with a partial division and personally shot the Beastman Supreme Beastmaster. There is no problem with personal martial arts, and he is absolutely loyal to Ryan, and Bertrand’s marshal is well deserved.

"Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokosovsky!"

As a Marshal of Ugos, Mrs. Kiesler and Kiesloff, Rokosovsky was the first general in old world history to receive the title of marshal of two countries at the same time, and as the first newly formed general of Ryan The commander-in-chief of the Garrison Corps, Rokosovsky has a very glorious service experience and history. More importantly, he has shown a very strong commanding ability, firm will and excellence in a series of previous wars. Strategic and tactical capabilities.

But Rokosovsky has his own weaknesses. The marshal’s offensive methods are often too fierce and adventurous. His combat plans are always in the nature of gambling, which is a test of the army’s ability to execute and the monarch’s treatment of him. Is it trustworthy enough.

Luo Shuai came to the stage to receive the Marshal's Medal, the Marshal's dress and the Marshal's scepter. He bowed to Ryan, and then to the Fairy in the Lake. Being awarded the Marshal in another country made Luo Shuai a little bit dumbfounded and confused in time and space. Thinking of the current situation of Kislov and the ending of his former colleagues, Luo Shuai already knew how lucky he was, so he accepted the title of marshal.

"Roland Marshall!"

The eighth marshal is Roland Marshall. The former Breton border defense marshal has a big question mark whether he is loyal to Ryan or his ability. Ryan still includes him in the ranks of the top ten marshals. The comfort to the veteran knights and nobles and the deep recognition of Marshal Roland for decades of guarding the border, but obviously that is the end. Ryan will not reuse Roland, but has sworn allegiance to Richard and Lawn. It is also unlikely that Roland will suddenly change the court, and both sides can accept this relationship.

"Lucien!"

The ninth marshal is Lucien. The reason why he was chosen as the marshal has already been mentioned above, so I won't repeat it here.

"Davu!"

The last marshal was actually Nicolas Davout!

This decision shattered everyone's glasses.

Davu’s military qualifications are only a few years old? Is this the marshal?

? ? ? ?

Many people sitting below showed displeased expressions, and applause seemed sparse.

Dawu took the stage with some hesitation. He hesitated in his footsteps, as if he knew he was a little hard to convince the crowd.

"Opportunities are always given to those who are prepared, Dawu, do you know what I will choose you?" At this moment, the fairy in the lake spoke in person, and the goddess motioned Dawu to come on stage. She smiled and said: "I see In the middle, you have the courage to do things, brave to stand up, you are still young, Da Wuqing, this is the biggest reason I choose you."

"I may not be able to bear such a heavy responsibility, my lady." The old guard lowered his head with some shame: "This is too heavy for me. I think it should be awarded better and more valuable. Object……"

"Aren't you a better and more valuable person yourself?" The fairy in the lake motioned to Dawu to approach. As an inspiration, the goddess stretched out her hand and patted Dawu on the shoulder: "Accept it, if you think you are not enough, Then prove to everyone that you are enough to shoulder such honor and responsibility."

"Accept it, Dawu, you are worthy." Ryan said with a smile.

"Yes!" Dawu no longer hesitated when he saw this, he knelt on one knee and accepted all this.

The ceremony for the canonization of the ten marshals was thus completed. The ten most prominent marshals of Brittany now stand in front of everyone, accepting the cheers and applause of everyone, and then there are banquets and ceremonies.

However, at the scene, when all the ten marshals were exposed, a visiting guest had already lifted his feet and secretly left the banquet scene through the back door.

The registered name of this distinguished guest is Robert von Killerman, and his registered identity is the famous Wolf Emperor, the famous deputy of Emperor Mandred who saved the entire empire from the Skaven War and the Black Death. The descendants of Count Robert von Killermann, who is still in use today in the "Empire Code", have the same name as their ancestors.

Logically speaking, this distinguished guest should have been ancient for more than a thousand years, but today he appeared on the canonization scene in such a grand manner, and no one noticed his presence at the entire banquet. This is really weird. Things.

"It's okay." In the face of Ryan's canonization, the visitor gave the following comments coldly: "Not as good as Robotel, Davout is eighth, Bertrand fifth."

"...Go to see grandson."

…………I should go to see the dividing line of grandson…………

Just when Ryan had just processed the canonization of the Ten Marshals, he finally set off to return to his Duke’s castle to prepare for the winter.

In early November, in central Brittania, one of the earliest territories of the Counts of Glamorgan, the Baron of Jean, and Lane, north of the Redfish Village, the first snow in 2515 of the imperial calendar slowly fell on the sky. , Above the Linhai Snowfield, a huge figure with golden helmet and golden armor was pulling a relatively short and lively figure, strolling among the ice and snow.

Just behind this figure, the four imperial imperial troops followed step by step, separated by about four or five meters, and the faces of each of the imperial soldiers could not help showing joy.

Similarly, Anglang followed this giant and small figure with a yellow-red dwarf master craftsmanship plate armor and carrying two divine weapon battle axes. A little relieved and happy, the other side couldn't help feeling sore and jealous. Seeing that figure was talking to his nephew, he couldn't put his mouth in, so he could only put his hands behind his back in displeasure, muttering something.

"What a big snow, Grandpa, is there such a big snow in Holy Terra?" The already very sturdy little guy was holding his grandfather's hand very excitedly. His grandfather is so tall that the little guy is too tall. Raise your hands to hold Grandpa.

"It used to be, only in memory." When grandpa let the white snow fall on his black mid-length hair, he heard his grandson's questioning, and grandpa's originally extremely cold and icy tone was also Weiwei has some emotions: "No more.

"Wow, that's a pity, I like watching snow the most!" Little Devin Hill said with great interest.

"...Hmm." Grandpa only responded slightly, leading his grandson to continue watching the snow.

"Grandpa, I went to Obien for an adventure with Uncle Anglang some time ago!" The little grandson is still proud to show off his experience: "Uncle Anglang is with me, and he is responsible for dealing with those trolls and marshes. Demon or something, I’ll be responsible for solving the old sage’s puzzles, grandpa, let me tell you, Uncle Anglang is so stupid. He doesn’t know any of those simple puzzles. It’s so stupid!"

"He has never been smart." Grandpa replied still coldly.

"@#￥%*&~!" An Gelang who followed behind was full of bleak and sullen expression. He cursed a few stinky boys in a low voice, took two steps, thought about it and felt uncomfortable, and followed up again: " Smelly nephew, you must spank you next time!"

"Grandpa, let me tell you, Uncle Anglang will only do this." Little Devinhill let go of his grandfather's big hand, he trot all the way, ran to a big tree, holding his sword on the big tree Draw a mark of the ancient sage, the little guy jumped around in front of the big tree: "For example, Uncle Anglang found a puzzle of the ancient sage here, but he can't solve it, so he can only stand stupidly. Waiting for me in front of the puzzle, and then deliberately made a deep expression:'Boy, what do these patterns and marks mean?'"

"Then I told him what it meant, and Uncle Anglang would quickly say something;'Yes, I guess it means this', it's too fake, it can't be that simple. Uncle is really stupid, ha Haha~"

The little grandson’s joke made the originally very cold and expressionless human lord can’t help but raise his mouth slightly. That’s right, this is Anglang. It’s the internal taste that he wants to be tough. ."

"Hahahaha!" The four imperial imperial soldiers standing behind laughed happily, making Anglang almost angered and almost ran away.

"Who taught you these things?" Grandpa said: "The ancient sacred runes and markers?"

"My father took the time to teach me." The little guy nodded seriously, his face showed a distressed expression: "Father teaches the best, but father has a lot of things. He often goes out to fight. When he is away, Mother Lilith and Aunt Olica taught me that they were not as good as their father."

"What else does my father teach you?" the emperor then asked.

"Father also taught me how to flash! Grandpa, look!" Little Devin Hill squeezed a small face, and a psionic imprint appeared on his forehead. The little guy flashed a few meters away with a sound of "BOOM". Waved to the lord of humanity in the ice and snow: "Grandpa, you see I flashed so far!"

"Naughty!" The emperor's face changed slightly, and Little Devonhill did not fully grasp the flash. The Lord of Humanity immediately strode towards Little Devonhill: "You haven't mastered this technique yet."

"Hee hee hee~" Little Devin Hill didn't care at all. Seeing his grandpa reacted fiercely, the little guy forced another flash. Because the psionic load was too large and not skilled enough, the little guy had a problem this time. He flashed out a meter away, and finally fell into the snow in the forest. He turned over and fell a dog chewing on the snow: "Oh~"

"Are you okay, nephew?" Anglang's face changed drastically, and he rushed forward.

"You..." The emperor's face changed slightly, and the lord of humanity also appeared in front of the little guy. He was about to speak, but a handful of snowflakes came to him!

Little Devin Hill smiled and wiped the two large **** of snow in his hand directly on the face of the Lord of Mankind, which was filled with countless miracles and light!

The emperor’s sacred face was smeared with snow on Little Devin Hill!

Anglang and the imperial soldiers who followed the emperor just laughed out loud when they saw this.

"Hehehe~ Grandpa, do you know this formation?" The infinitely rampant little grandson pushed the emperor away, and ran fast: "Grandpa, you chase me, grandpa~!"

Emperor: "..."

In this way, in the forest after the first snow, don't have some fun.