Warhammer Throne

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On the Plain of Morros, the Poseidon Knights have landed here, and Boderek, Duke of Poldero, is camping here with five hundred Poseidon knights and an army of five hundred serfs.

Normally, the army of the Principality of Polderro is far more than this, but after all, this is fighting in a foreign country. Although the nobles of Estalia are generally weaker, if you really don’t take it seriously, send a huge army. When the army enters, Estalia will still have opinions.

Inside Ryan’s tent, the earl himself had just gone out, and the rest were the dark elf and the Garland witch. Veronica sat in front of the mirror and dressed and dressed. She carefully put on light makeup, lipstick, and jewelry, dark The elf was already dressed. She was sitting on a simple marching boat and playing with the dagger in her hand, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Speaking of it, Ms. Olica, you rarely venture out with Ryan, do you?" Veronica said to the mirror, and she looked at the dark elf on the camp bed through the mirror.

"I don't like coming out. If it weren't for the master's insistence this time, I would not come out." The dark elf is still hostile to Veronica, or Orika faces everyone in Ryan's backyard. With a touch of hostility, Olica flipped the butterfly dagger in her hand, and her tone was inexplicably weird: "The master's will belongs to the master, and your thoughts are not important."

"Then your thoughts are important?" Veronica retorted, "Since you obey the master's will, why do you care about my thoughts?"

"Because the master said, I need to listen to more of your opinions on some issues." The dark elf said entangledly: "But I hate to follow the orders of the weak, so I suggest you not to command me, witch, otherwise I will not Knowing that I will obey the master, or make you suffer."

"Let me taste the pain? Ms. Olica, are you confident to beat me?" Sure enough, Veronica was dissatisfied with Olica's high posture. She turned her head, with a slight anger in her tone: "Or Can we find a chance?"

"I promised that the master would not fight you." The dark elf shook his head: "I can only tell you that even if you don't use magic, I only need a few tricks to defeat you. You have no time to cast a spell."

"What if you use magic?" Veronica recognizes this. In addition to casting spells, the dark elf is obviously a good hand with various daggers and hidden weapons. If there is no defense, the spellcaster is the most difficult to deal with. People, but Olica himself is obviously also a very powerful spellcaster, which is difficult to do.

Unlike human beings, elves are a race that can cast spells while fighting. This is a racial talent and cannot be envied.

"Normal magical duel is not too difficult, but unfortunately my magic can only come from the master." Olica shook her head, and the dark elf put her white silk beautiful feet into her little boots and stood up: "But in Before the magic power runs out, I have enough to defeat you three times."

"You've always been hidden, staying with Ryan for seven years, we all treat you as a simple [悠悠读 www.uutxt.vip] maid." Veronica knew Ryan didn't want a fire in his backyard, and Garland Witch also felt that it was meaningless to fight between the two. She looked at the dark elf and thoughtfully: "Is this your disguise? Or does Ryan want you to be like this?"

"This has nothing to do with you. Since the master doesn't want us to have a conflict, then I won't take the initiative to do anything to you." The dark elf suddenly sighed: "You can understand. Over two hundred years of emptiness and boredom. In your life, did you finally find the direction in your life?"

"You let me be a human being to understand the thoughts of your elves?" Veronica grumbled unceremoniously. She hung a pair of diamond earrings on her ears: "You are too tough, right?"

"Humans always admire the longevity of the elves." Orika whispered: "But what they don't know is that the elves are a cursed race. Since Asuyan created us, the Lord of the Phoenix decided not to let the elves have immortality. Therefore, although the elves are very long-lived, they will still gradually age and die. A sufficiently powerful elves can avoid this rule and live longer, and Asu Yan will curse them. These powerful people over a thousand years old have a long life, but even they If you don’t die in battle or illness, you will gradually lose the feeling of being alive, and eventually lose interest in everything and stop by yourself."

"The gods of humans always try their best to protect their people, but the gods of the elves are so harsh?" Veronica said strangely, and the witch was aroused: "Can you say more?"

"In order to maintain the feeling of being alive, Asul, the high elves in your mouth, chose to immerse themselves in various aesthetics, arts, and enjoyment. Duruzzi, the dark elves, chose to indulge themselves and let kills and Physiological passion maintains our feelings. As for Eslay, our cousins ​​choose to integrate with nature, and use the power of the oak trees and forest spirits of the times to live long and stay vigorous." Olica said indifferently: "The elves are afraid of death, and even more afraid of losing the feeling of being alive."

"So what about you?" Veronica asked again.

"The master expelled Asu Yan's curse for me." The dark elf's amber eyes showed faint sentiment: "His psychic wall not only helped me cut off the eyes of the evil man, but also helped me expel Asu Yan. The curse, that is the curse that all the elves, including the Witch King himself, are trying to get rid of, but no one has succeeded, and the master has actually done it."

"No wonder, no wonder you are so single-minded to Ryan." Veronica finally understood.

The dark elf’s surrender is far from being as simple as it seems on the surface. Olica will eventually surrender and be loyal to Ryan’s maid only because it is Ryan himself, who is too special. For a single human, no matter how strong it is. It is impossible to get the heart of this dark elf in front of you!

"Ms. Olica." Veronica put down the vanity case, and she smiled suddenly.

"Um?"

"I like Ryan, and you also like Ryan. In general, shouldn't we be on one side?" Veronica said with a smile.

"...In theory, it is true." Olica hesitated, and finally agreed.

"That's it."

…………I am the dividing line of private conversation…………

There was not much movement in Len's small tent, and no one noticed the movement here. At this time, many Poseidon knights and great nobles were meeting in the big tent.

The Holy Grail knight Federmond was late because he went out to survey the terrain. He quickly walked into the big tent, and saw that the big tent was already full of Poseidon knights, and the highest-ranking Duke Boderek and Glamorgan Earl Lane sits opposite each other, Boderek sits on the right and Lane sits on the left, indicating his noble status second only to the Duke of Boderek.

Seeing Federmond coming in, Sir Holf, the deputy commander of the Poseidon Knights, and Duke Bodrick’s magic adviser took the initiative to give way. Federmond knew that this was his position, and he was the first place in the Great Tent. The fourth overall pick is higher than all the Cavaliers but lower than Sir Bodrick, Lane and Holf.

"Fedmond, my son, you did a very beautiful job this time." The heavily armed Duke Poldero looked at his son sitting down with a joyful expression, which was serious and full of authority. It’s rare for Bo Derek: "Not only did you successfully avoid antagonism with the local aristocracy, you also opened up new trade routes for us, and you did a good job."

The holy grail knight heard his father’s praise and found it strange. He hurriedly lowered his head and said: "This is all the diplomatic strength of Lord Ryan, not mine. Father, I will not steal the credit of others."

"But you did what he said. This is a great progress." Duke Boderek stroked his goatee and nodded with satisfaction: "Now you understand that as a holy grail knight guarding the land of the goddess and as a qualified Is the difference between the lords ruling the territories?"

"It's... Father." Federmond lowered his head unwillingly.

The father and son had a lot of conflicts in internal affairs. For a time, Federmond felt that many of Boderick’s policies and methods of dealing with problems were really not knightly enough. No wonder he never became a holy grail knight. After how Ryan handled the problem, Federmond had to admit reluctantly that there was a way to balance the two, but his level was not enough.

"Your Excellency Ryan, became a knight of the Holy Grail nine years ago, 24 years old, Lord Kalad, just became a knight of the Holy Grail, thirty-eight years old, Federmond, my son, you only became a knight of the Holy Grail at the age of fifty-three. Usually, you should ask more of these seniors. Don't know how to govern your own territory as a duke just because you are recognized by the lady. You have a lot to learn." Boderik said solemnly.

"Fedmond learns very quickly." Ryan smiled and nodded: "There must always be a process. It is the best devotion to her to protect the land that the lady has given us, and Fedmond is your heir. He will inherit your title one day in the future, so he cannot protect the holy place of the lady like other holy grail knights."

"Your Excellency Feldmund is extremely talented, my Duke, he is just a little unaccustomed to it. It doesn't take much time to have an excellent tutor like Ryan." Sir Holf, the deputy commander of the Poseidon Knights quickly added: " It was a big difference in just two weeks."

"Yes, that's why I asked you to bring him. The future belongs to you young people." Duke Bodrick also clicked to the end. Seeing that the effect has arrived, he stopped talking about Federmond, and It is for the attendant to take out the map.

This is about to convene a military meeting. All the knights are sitting upright and listening carefully.

We will ambush these rogue knights on the Morros Plain, so I chose this place. Duke Bodrick pointed his finger on a very well-formed flat ground in the Morros Plain: "The rogue knights are scheduled to deliver goods here, so we ambush them here."

"But my Duke, if this is the case, don't we want the rogue knights to occupy a very good terrain? We have to rush out of the woods, and the rogue knights are in the plains and they can easily line up. Charge at us." A Poseidon knight raised objections, and he thought it was really not a good idea to give up the terrain advantage in this way.

"No, we need this." The Duke Boderek had already made a plan. He pointed to the plain and said: "You guys, you know why the rogue knights and the mercenary group of Estalya will discuss the handover. Is the delivery location set here?"

"Because it is convenient and open." Federmond took the conversation. He looked at the terrain carefully and his eyes lit up: "Because it is convenient for the large-scale operations of the cavalry. Once the situation goes wrong, the rogue knights can retreat smoothly. ."

"Yes." Ryan also nodded, he observed the terrain: "If the rogue knights want to escape at all costs, then we will not be able to wipe them out and retake the Seagod Trident, so we must create an illusion. This group of rogue knights have an illusion that this wave is very stable. What they encounter is only a small group of knights searching for the whereabouts of the Seagod Trident, and they should take the initiative to attack."

"Yes, in this case, coupled with the intercom of the Magritte Vanguard, we can have a chance to destroy these rogue knights and get back my family heirloom." Duke Boderek nodded: "Fee Demond and Holf, you first lead thirty seagod knights to lure the enemy. When the enemy starts to charge, Ryan and I will lead all our troops to follow immediately."

"Yes!" The military discussion ended.

The next day, early in the morning, Morros Plain.

A group of rogue knights with more than 100 people and an army of more than 300 knight attendants are fully armed, riding war horses, slowly driving into the plain in the early morning mist. The land is flat and there is a very The shallow creek and the sparse forest nearby, although the sight is not good because of the early morning fog, the leader of the rogue knight Gilam du Chastilon still feels complacent.

After several months of hard work, it is finally about to bear fruit.

Gillam was a Bretonian, and was once a knight of the Kingdom of Breton. He had a proud past. It is a pity that he committed crimes by robbing caravans, molesting women everywhere, and committing crimes. After the incident, Gillam was deprived of the title of knight and was exiled by the order of the lake **** witch Mogiana.

Every year in Brittany, some knights are punished by Mogiana for gross negligence and misconduct. As the religious leader of the knight kingdom, the lake **** witch often supervises the actions of the knights. The most serious punishment is to be punished by Mogiana. Jaina turns into a frog, and she can only live by eating bugs all her life. Unless she gets a kiss from an underage girl, there is a small chance of breaking the curse of Mogiana.

Morjana had hoped that Ghiram would be guilty and meritorious and regain his own glory in the process of exile, but Giraam chose to betray after receiving a secret employment from the Estalian Merchants Alliance. He exhausted his savings. A group of rogue knights was assembled, and it took more than two months to get through the tomb of the Duke of Pouldro's family and take out the Seagod Trident.

The Estalian Merchants Union offered a price of 10,000 Exerante for this.

Once the money is obtained, Gillam plans to establish a new knight order in Magritte, as a mercenary activity, they are willing to sell his sword to anyone until they accumulate enough wealth and obtain the title of nobility.

The future is still bright. It’s just that he doesn’t live in Brittany anymore. Gillam thought with disdain, how the guidance of the fairy in the lake is more important than his personal enjoyment. In Estalia, he Do what you want, can others control it?

Ah, he missed women a little bit again. He remembered the peasant family he broke into last night, the peasant's staring eyes and the appearance of his daughter who pierced his stomach with a gun after Gilam had lifted his pants.

Today is the delivery time. Gilam du Chastilon nodded in his heart. Not far away, the leader of the Magritte Vanguard had led a team of more than one thousand servants equipped with a large number of firearms. The Corps is waiting.

The leader of the mercenary group was named Rodrigo. He had a bald head and two stubbles. When the rogue knights appeared, he signaled the mercenaries to prepare for battle, and then said arrogantly: "What about things? "

Gillam frowned, and the leader of the rogue knight raised his hand to the knight under his command.

Two rogue knights carried a rectangular wooden box, pulled the linen cloth, and opened the box.

The trident, the family treasure of the Duke of Boldero's family, lay quietly in the box.

"Well, yes, it is the Poseidon Trident." Rodrigo, the leader of the Magritte Vanguard regiment, nodded, "Then we will accept it."

"Wait! Where's the promised commission?!" Gillam was instinctively alert, he felt something was wrong.

"The commission is here." Rodrigo motioned to his men to open three large boxes filled with gold coins.

"Well, let's get started..."

"An enemy appeared!" As soon as the voice fell, a rogue knight found something wrong, and he shouted: "Captain! There is an enemy! It is the Seagod Knight!"

"How many enemies are there?"

"About thirty rides!"

"Okay! Let us defeat this group of Poseidon knights first!"