Warhammer Throne

The 500-man army did not choose to station on the lakeside of Moon Lake. This was looking for death. They chose to station in a basin two to three hundred meters away from Moon Lake.

Compared with the army that Ryan saw in Karlzenhaven, this army composed of Miloddenhaven’s standing army and conscripts has more sophisticated equipment and stronger overall strength. In terms of camping alone, they have flexible hands and feet. Well-trained, a camp quickly took shape in their hands.

The next thing is very simple, fetch water, chop wood, cook rice, and then prepare to rest early.

Inside the camp, they were whispering. The soldiers had no confidence in the possible encounter tomorrow. The crowd gathered around their familiar kingdom knight Nikolay, cooking and eating while discussing in a low voice.

"Master Nikolay, is there going to be war tomorrow?" a young soldier asked cautiously.

"What nonsense are you talking about, brat? If we don't go to war, why are we here?" An veteran spoke unceremoniously as a curse.

"...I'm just asking." The recruits were uneasy: "I heard that the barbarian warriors are all chaotic believers. They eat human flesh and drink human blood, and they will tear everything they see to pieces. Then we Will you survive tomorrow?"

"Who knows? We are already located in the southern part of Nord, and we really don't understand why the damned barbarians come here!" The soldiers babbled, they put down their weapons and ate their food. With military rations.

"..." Ryan frowned. Even though these soldiers are better equipped and stronger, their morale is not as good as those veterans in the northern cities.

He cast a glance at Nikolay, motioning for him to say something. Ryan's current identity is more like a guest general, and he is not suitable for crossing Nikolay, a knight of the kingdom, to directly command the army below.

The idea of ​​wanting to have his own territory and wanting to have his own army has never been so strong.

"You idiots, can't you just think about it?" Nikolay knew immediately and scolded the soldiers with anger: "Think about it carefully, don't the barbarians come here if we don't go out?"

This makes sense, and most soldiers immediately understood the causality.

"I tell you, it's impossible! Whether we go out or not, these **** barbarians will rush into our city like locusts, kill our relatives, take away our food, and they will take everything we have now, All turned to ashes!"

The soldiers' eyes became firm, and everyone knew the end of the barbarian rushing into the city.

Many of the young soldiers' eyes had turned blood red, and they were breathing heavily.

"Our name will be left on our grave as a disgraceful person-if there is, we will endure the contemptuous ridicule of latecomers, even if we escape our lives and cannot defend our hometown or family, what face do we have? Seeing people?"

"Kill! Kill those **** barbarians!!!" A young soldier immediately stood up: "Kill them all!"

"Yes! Destroy them!"

"All the barbarians deserve to die!"

"Death to guard our homeland!"

"Defend your hometown! Defend the Lord Earl!"

War is the best patriotic education. Seeing that the morale of the soldiers is gradually aroused, Ryan nodded with satisfaction. Behind these soldiers is his homeland. Their relatives are the reason for their fighting. Their glory is closely connected with their lives. They have no reason not to fight desperately.

Nord is no more south than north. In Nord's northern towns, most civilians have blood red eyes when they hear that the northern barbarians are coming.

Ryan left the barracks and walked to the Moon Lake alone to think alone. Gradually, the sky turned dark and the moon rose. Ryan looked at the huge full moon above his head and heard footsteps behind him: "You have a good father. , Ike."

"Mr. Lane, I once again apologize to you for what I did before." The young wandering knight sighed and appeared behind Lane: "I had made up my mind to stop relying on my father's reputation, but in the end I still Falling in front of reality."

"Everyone has to face reality, and there is always a day when people bow their heads to reality. If your current strength can't overcome it, then just wait for the moment." Ryan turned around and looked at the wandering knight standing behind him.

From the moment I saw the family crest of Ike Albrecht, he knew that this kid was the son of the white wolf knight Gade, because if it were not his descendants, no one could use that family crest.

"I am so ashamed of your father to see profit, greed of fame, coercion and temptation. I am really ashamed of your father." Ryan's face was very cold. He looked at Ike, his stern eyes almost made the wandering knight feel ashamed: "I know why I didn't pursue you in the end. Is that gang's responsibility?"

"Why?" The wandering knight replied subconsciously.

"Because... to a certain extent, you did good things with bad intentions. At that time, you dressed up to meet the enemy and bought a lot of time for the caravan. If it were not for your sacrifice, more people might die." Ryan Looking at the moon lake in the distance, he said faintly: "Furthermore, if it were not for your forced palace, I might not get the windfall, so after weighing the ending, I still feel that there is no need to pursue the ancients. Desen’s responsibility, he was injured because he was fighting against the Beastman, didn’t he?"

"In any case, I will dedicate everything in this war." Ike said in a deep voice. After the young man said these words, he left without looking back: "In order to wash away my shame."

Ryan nodded and walked alone into the depths of the ruins by the lake of Moon Lake.

From just now, there was something calling him in the depths of the ruins.

Ryan began to walk into the depths of the ruins gradually.

The streets are very narrow, and the white walls are full of scratches everywhere, everywhere is full of traces of battle. Ryan doesn’t know what happened in the ruins, but the exploration of countless adventurers over the millennia has completely lost the ruins. Every corner of this deserted city has been thoroughly searched by humans. Since the great holy war, no adventurer has ever explored this place, because every corner has been dug up three feet. After that, there is no need to waste time in this place.

The elves’ architectural art is superb, no matter where they are, Ryan can always look up and see the moon, and look back at the Moon Lake.

Following the road paved with heavy stones, Ryan climbed up the steps, and at the end of the ruins, the voice calling him became clearer.

He came to an altar.

This ancient altar has not been able to see which deity is enshrined. Every sculpture was destroyed and taken away by greedy adventurers. Every piece of exquisite gold leaf was cut and pried away by explorers using a knife or sharp blade. It was originally long. The murals in the long gallery telling the past are seriously missing. Only the collapsed stone pillars and the brazier on the altar are not of interest, and the reservation is relatively intact.

He can be sure that something is calling himself here.

The moonlight filled the entire altar, and also spilled on the armor of Ryan's body, the light reflected everywhere, and the family crest on his shoulder was constantly shining with light.

Will it be the goddess of the moon? Ryan was lost in thought.

Before the catastrophe, the goddess of the moon was one of the main deities of mankind’s beliefs, but after thousands of years of development, this church has long since declined. In the south of the mainland, especially in Marienburg and the southern countries, there is also this church’s temple. Existence. Residents in the bitter cold land like Nord are in danger for a long time, and the Church of the Moon Goddess, which advocates human rights and freedom, cannot find much room for survival.

In fact, the Empire and Bretania also don't like the Church of the Moon Goddess.

When Ryan was thinking, there was a sound of footsteps behind him, and a sika deer appeared in front of Ryan. Ryan subconsciously raised the warhammer to signal it to let go, or blame himself for being ruthless.

But the sika deer didn't let go, it nodded towards Ryan, and then ran towards the small woods on the side.

Ryan thought a little bit and decided to keep up.

The fog in the forest is getting thicker and thicker, and the faint scent is permeated. The ancient hymn resounds in the forest, telling the great past of the Knight King. The forest goblin sings around a beautiful figure, and she sits on the tall tall one. On the unicorn, quietly watching the guests brought by the deer.

"Madam?" At a distance of about twenty steps, Ryan had already realized who was coming.

The other party did not answer. Ryan couldn't see the other party's expression in the thick fog. He could only see her beautiful long blonde hair reaching to her ankles, and a little starlight under the pointed corner of the unicorn.

She seemed to be waiting for Ryan's next behavior.

"I pay my respects to you, ma'am." After hesitating for a while, Ryan decided to knelt down on one knee and bow to the goddess. Regardless of the starting point of her actions, the fairy in the lake regulated and formulated the Eight Knights. Virtue, she brought commandments and hope to mankind in this dark age. At that time, if it were not for the fairy in the lake to help the founding knight King Arthur, all humanity in Bretania would perish.

"Ryan, a foreign visitor from outside the territory, son of Ortene Lord Norman, godson of Ivan Ferdinand, Duke of the Imperial Griffin, I am glad to meet you." A voice like Qingquan spoke, every word of her All with an attractive floral fragrance and a strong sense of oppression, Ryan condensed all of his mental power to hear what she said clearly, and the deity spoke Gothic, and after a few words he already saw sweat on his forehead. .

"It's a great honor to be interviewed by the lady. May I ask what's the matter?" Ryan really couldn't figure out the creator of the knight's virtues, the patron saint and master of Breton, for what he saw himself for. So he thought about it and said.

"Sure enough!" The fairy in the lake raised her hand and gestured to Ryan to get up. Every soft voice of her can easily cause people to fall into an eternal dream: "Very few people can bear a direct dialogue with me, my holy grail knight. We can't do it, I always need to entrust them with dreams."

"..." Ryan didn't answer. He didn't collect enough information. When he couldn't understand why the fairy in the lake wanted to see him, it would be better to say nothing.

"I have already got the answer, go, go and continue your battle, I want to remind you that the enemy is a widow, Birig is the one who has been blessed by terror and abuse, and cannot be the enemy." The fairy in the lake continued, she Where she was, the snow had faded, and countless flowers and grasses slowly grew along the path she had traveled.

"The current situation does not have the conditions for outsmarting. I can only delay his footsteps as much as possible to wait for the arrival of the imperial reinforcements." Ryan answered straightforwardly.

"Predicting your future always makes me feel very dangerous, as if there is some supreme being watching me coldly... But before the arrival of the reinforcements of the empire, you and Birieg will have a final battle. The victory or defeat will determine the safety of this city and all the creatures within a radius of tens of miles." The figure of the fairy in the lake was looming in the mist: "Go face it, White Wolf Knight, and then you will understand what is real. Knightly virtues."

The prophecy of the fairy in the lake has never failed. She has a powerful ability to peer into the future. Although Ryan doesn't know why she will assert that there will be a battle between herself and Birieg, since she prophesied, this event is very likely to happen.

But why should she remind herself? Does she have any purpose for doing this?

"Madam, can you answer my doubts?" Ryan began to faintly guessed what the fairy in the lake wanted to do, so he simply asked directly: "I have always heard the White Wolf Archbishop Your Excellency Maras say that you are an elf. God."

"You do know a lot, Ryan." Even after being covered by the thick fog, Ryan could feel the tone of the fairy in the lake. She remained silent for a long time before continuing to speak: "Honesty is a virtue, I am an elf god. It's not an elf **** either."

"Appreciate further details."

"My world was turned into scorched earth and silence under the attack of chaos. The gate of chaos swallowed everything in the main material world. I desperately broke out of the siege, and it took a long time to come to this world. At that time, I was an elf. God."

"Although the elven remnants of this world already have a complete **** system, this does not belong to me, and in my observation, humans have higher potential and wisdom than elves, and they are the main force in the future against chaos. , So I chose to descend on the Duchy of Carcassonne in Brittania. You know what happened after that."

Ryan nodded, and everyone knew the story of Knight King Arthur.

"After hundreds of years of accumulation of human beliefs, I am no different from human gods. My main identity is the patron saint of Bretania, not the goddess of fate of the elves."

"I understand, thank you for your sincerity." Now Ryan felt that he was a villain, and his face was a little uncontrollable, so he bowed his head and apologized.

"I am waiting for your choice."