Chapter 1022
East Sacrament, south of Duanjieshan, sunny.
The endless blue sky and the lonely red sun conceal all its brilliance, let alone feel any temperature; on the contrary, it seems to be colder with sunny weather and snow. .
Taking advantage of this rare sunny day, the Byrne Army all the way to the north hastened its pace-people are not the main problem. Byrne horses from the south are not adapted to the too cold climate of Duanjie Mountain. The Knights had to slow down their marching speed to protect these precious comrades.
Along with the northward pace, the weather became more and more cold; the icy north wind and the knee-deep snow made many young Knights who were originally complacent about this expedition hit.
In their original imagination, they thought that they would follow the path taken by their fathers in the era of the Black Duke, galloping across the snow-covered northern land, with cloak and swallowtail flags flying; with heroic charges again and again Complete your own great feats and turn the enemy into a ghost under the tip of your gun.
But in fact, he was wrapped in a cloak and leather jacket like a zongzi, desperately lying on the horseback to avoid the wind and snow, even the swallowtail gun in his hand had to be put away, or It serves as a support when necessary.
Don't talk about galloping horizontally and horizontally, the stupid hat that dared to raise its head when the wind and snow blows up, has disappeared without a trace on horseback.
Until seeing the shadow of Duanjieshan and the clear sky, the Byrne Knights finally breathed a sigh of relief-but when they thought that they would probably cross Duanjieshan and advance to the northern ice field. , One by one showed complex expressions mixed with pain.
"Knights have complained a lot recently."
Riding on the horse, the Storm Castle count behind the black hair wizard Ayton Glenwell suddenly opened the mouth and said: "It's not about being afraid of the enemy. It's also about being afraid of not dying on the battlefield but dying of illness and being killed by typhoid fever and frostbite."
"Probably because you are not used to it."
Looking at the count of Fortress that came up suddenly, Loren slightly opened the mouth and said: "After all, Byrne is located in the south, and it is normal not to adapt to the climate in the north."
" That’s right, but we have also been very adapted to this climate; or it should be said that we used to have time when we were not afraid of wind and snow." Slightly nodded, Stormcastle count continues to say with a slight smile:
"The sixth generation of the'War of the Valley of Blood Skeletons', the tenth generation of the golden shining'Black Duke Era'-the Knights of Byrne went north, south, eastward, westward... forests, hills again and again. , Mountains, lakes; iron hoofs and boots have stepped across all battlefields."
"At that time, we fought centaur, fought dwarves, fought trolls and ogre, and fought north of Duanjieshan Fight against the pirates of the sea of fog, fight against the demons and ghosts lurking in the forest...fight against all the enemies who dared to confront Byrne Knight."
"At that time, we were in the hero's Under the leadership, any problem... is no longer a problem."
Looking at the towering Duanjie Mountain in the distance, Stormcastle count with a strange expression suddenly laughed:
"hahaha...maybe I think too much, maybe the black duke had encountered the same troubles as us, or even worse.
I heard stories from my fathers telling me at that time, The prestigious Duke Roland Torino most of the time is a guy who only has an idea but doesn’t know what to do. It’s a headache, hahaha......"
Quickly hum, a gentle storm Fort Count was very hearty and laughed loudly, which made the surrounding atmosphere a lot more active.
Ayton Glenwell, Fort Storm count-if everything follows the original trajectory, he... was originally the best candidate to become the Duke of Byrne.
Gentle and personable, in Byrne's thirteen collars and even in the Sky Palace, they have excellent reputations. They have skills and strengths. They are deeply trusted by Knight and the people.
In a sense, his existence is simply a template for "excellent successor".
In the round table council that decided Byrne’s belonging, if he wanted to, he would definitely have the chance to become the Duke of Byrne; but in the end he chose to follow Charlotte’s own wishes and he would be the throne at his fingertips. , Gave himself an outsider.
This makes Loren very curious, but not so curious-if it is not really necessary, he actually doesn't mind giving up the position of the Duke again; as for what this "hidden competitor" is Thinking, I don't care at all.
As long as he guarantees that he will not...at least not have the opportunity to betray himself, it is enough.
The black hair wizard who was thinking about it this way didn't turn his head back, silently looking at Duanjie Mountain, which was getting closer and closer; the indifferent expression was keenly caught by Stormcastle count.
"You must be thinking, why this Stormcaster count is so ignorant, knowing the reason why I was brought out, I deliberately came up... right?"
With a smile Glenwell’s count turned his eyes, as if he was playing said with a smile: “In that case, why don’t you find a chance to make him a little bit surprised — World of Ice and Snow’s Boundary Mountain, planted to Ya It couldn't be easier for Sauer."
The silent Loren turned his eyes slightly, and the two looked at each other.
Storm Castle count finally reduced his smile.
"Don’t worry, Duke—I did think about it this way, but it’s definitely not now." Glenwell count calmly said: "Especially after seeing you, I became more convinced of my thoughts. "
"Maybe you are the second black duke, maybe not; but in this storm that has already arrived, what Byrne needs is your commander in command with firm goals and leadership. , The leader...not the simple'ruler'."
"The Byrnes, who were born well-fed, yearn for a glorious death in battle, not an easy life-I gave the latter , But can’t give the former."
He seriously looked towards black hair wizard: "So I figured it out. Only a character like you is suitable to become the Duke of Byrne; only you can let us have To die of value."
"For the Byrne people, this is more important than being alive."
This statement made Loren frowned and looked at him suspiciously.
"Do you really think so?"
"No, I always think that living is more important than everything." Glenwell shook his head very candidly: "But Byrne Thirteen Twelve of the count think so, even the people of Stormcastle and my relatives think so."
"In this case, then it doesn't matter what I think."
p>Because everyone thinks this way, if you don't think so, you will look too different and be rejected?
This guy... is simply too realistic.
"No, on the contrary-even in a certain group, I still think that individual ideas need to be respected."
See the storm of Loren's ideas Fort Count chuckled and sighed slightly: "But if there is no core idea as a group and the opinions cannot be unanimous, it is impossible to form a force that is respectable and even awe-inspiring; this is true for a certain Knight, and this is true for a count like mine."
"Even the Black Duke, the same is true-outsiders respect not someone, but the power represented by the thirteen Byrne collars and the 100,000 Knight Legion behind this person."
While talking, the two of them looked towards the fortress of Duanjieshan that was already close at hand.
Of course, there is also a group of cavalry who are approaching here and come to meet them.
Loren raised his right hand, and the marching Knights immediately reined their horses, standing motionless in the snow, letting the swallowtail flag hunt.
Gently spit out the mist, the black hair wizard walked to the familiar silhouette alone.
"Duke Byrne, we meet again."
Deputy Commander and Cavalry Captain of the Broken Front Mountain Fortress, Ernst Dresis looked at the past with a complicated expression The wizard advisor of, the current Lord of Byrne:
"On the order of His Majesty Connold, come to take you and your army."
"many thanks for your enthusiasm , And your majesty’s sincerity." Looking at that unnatural face, Loren laughed very playfully: "But compared to the last time I came, this welcome ceremony is a bit less enthusiastic."
Drecis grinned: "You are really joking, Lord Loren."
"We have cleared away all the ice werewolf tribes around the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain in advance to ensure that they are in Azov. When the Elf is approaching, there will be no factors affecting the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain-an accident like the last time, there will never be a second time."
"Really, that's too much. I'm sorry." The black hair wizard shrugged: "I originally hoped that my Knights could accumulate a little bit of experience in World of Ice and Snow fighting before confronting the elves... It seems hopeless."
Drecis's expression is even more ugly.
"Where are the Azores marching now?"
Although Loren is very interested in the expression of the opponent pulling his face, but the current situation really does not allow him to waste Time: "They've been marching along the mountain range of Duanjieshan, are they really?"
"I'm afraid it is true." Drexis coldly said: "Follow the above According to an intelligence report, the one third stronghold and outpost in the west of the fortress of Duanjieshan have been destroyed, and all the rangers sent out have no news."
"In other words, the enemy has left. After finishing the one third hardest journey-at most half of the time, the army of 40,000 Azores will appear outside the gate of the fortress in Broken Boundary Mountain!"
The black hair wizard's expression changed. .
The last time he went to the giant dragon king city, he knew how difficult it was to walk on the glacier wasteland; in such a wasteland, there was no supply and the road was blocked by heavy snow. The marching speed of the cavalry...
How did the two-legged Azorean elves manage it?
"The Grand Duke of Poi Salika Jonah and the hussars have arrived at the fortress of Broken Boundary Mountain. Now they are trying their best to cooperate with the rangers of the fortress to survey the north, looking for the movement of the Azores elves. "
Dressis has a solemn expression: "His Majesty Connold suspects that the enemy's attack from the north may not only be to attract attention and force the enemy to divide forces, but there may be other purposes. "
"It is currently speculated that it is very likely to have something to do with the monsters in the north."
"Are there signs?"
"My life experience There have been two monster invasions, and there have been no so-called'signs' both times, Lord Loren." Dresis looked at him with scorching eyes:
"Do you know what experience I got from it? "
"But it doesn't matter."
"It's very simple, there is only one-that is, no matter when and where, as long as it is necessary, you must be fully prepared; even It may seem unnecessary for a while, but it will always be useful."
The deputy commander of Duanjieshan Fortress with a firm gaze suddenly moved closer: "In fact, every time When we thought that we were prepared enough, we finally found that it was still far from enough."
"Our enemies will always be stronger than us, our enemies will never show signs, and they are always in our least expectation. , Appeared when most defenseless, and brought us close to despair again and again."
"Why...because their preparation and understanding of us will always be more adequate than ours!" Deresi Si said word by word:
"It is because of the naive idea of'should be enough' that we make great sacrifices time and time again, in exchange for something that didn't need such a big price. Peace."
The black hair wizard lifts the head, staring at each other with those fire-like eyes.
He finally understood the meaning of the other party's words and why he was so dissatisfied with himself.
"Your Excellency Dresis, do you think that the strength of Byrne's troops this time is seriously insufficient?" Loren asked softly, "In your eyes, the army of five thousand Knights, and Your Majesty Connold’s sincerity does not match?"
"I think that Byrne and you are far from clear about the meaning of this battle."
"This is one A decisive battle that is destined to determine the fate of half of the empire is more about the majesty of His Majesty Connold. The First Stage battle since his succession-victory or not, will determine which side will have the initiative in the next year's war."
Dressis coldly snorted: "If you are really clear, you should be fully prepared to come again; at least you should be the same as Boye, command a strong army with sufficient reserves. , Rather than trifling thousands of them now..."
"Boom————!!!"
Next moment, a loud noise interrupted his words.
The familiar sound of thunder made Dercis suddenly lift the head with a surprised expression, and saw the flapping dragon suddenly appear under the blue dome.
"Boom——!"
There was another thunder, and the vast expanse of the earth suddenly rolled into a violent wind, and snowflakes covering the heavens, shielding the sun fluttered in the sky.
The huge silhouette of crimson suddenly fell firmly behind the black hair wizard.
Looking at Dercis's extremely surprised expression, the black hair wizard couldn't help but curled up his mouth.
"As you can see, Your Excellency Dresis, Byrne attaches great importance to the upcoming Battle of the Broken Boundary Mountain, so he hurried over without making much preparation, but... "The black hair wizard raised his right hand and moved towards the sky and pointed:
In the next second, a huge shadow appeared on Drexis' head, blocking the sun in the sky.
Floating Void City "horn fort", descended on the fortress of Duanjieshan.
"We Byrne people have always believed that soldiers...expensive, not much expensive."