Chapter 392: rekindled war

Chapter 392: rekindled war

King Richard of Thrace was a man full of ambition and perseverance. Although the southern expedition led by Marquis Henry suffered a fiasco, and even the marquis of Henry was killed in battle, he did not give up his plan to invade the Molai Federation.

In his view, the key to this failure was that there were no top players in the army. As long as there are masters in charge, failure is completely avoidable.

Therefore, he proposed to go on a personal expedition - he personally led the troops, then the Frost Sword Saint would naturally follow, and several core powerhouses of Thrace would also go together. With them in the middle of the army, no matter whether it is the main force of the Molai side or the volunteer army of unknown origin, it is impossible to shake the mountain-like formation of the army.

But this idea was opposed by the ministers. The death of Marquis Henry surprised and feared everyone. As one of the highest-ranking nobles in Thrace, Marquis Henry was not only powerful, but also had many treasures to protect him. It is said that for a character like him, unless he insists on fighting to the death, it is difficult to keep him forever even if a legendary powerhouse makes a move. But Norma's Volunteer Army did it--judging from the marquis' corpse that was brought back later, he had experienced many difficult battles, which meant that the Volunteer Army not only had magicians who could block space, but also a large number of powerful And a master who is not afraid of death.

In the face of such an enemy, even with the Sword Saint of Frost in charge, the ministers who are loyal to the king are still worried about His Majesty's safety.

Richard is stubborn and fierce, but not ignorant. He naturally understands that the ministers are for his own good, and he can understand the concerns of the ministers. After thinking twice, especially after getting the hint of Sword Saint Frostbite, he finally gave up the idea of ​​​​taking the expedition by himself, and instead asked if anyone among the great nobles was willing to lead troops to expedition.

At this question, the whole hall was silent.

The death of Marquis Henry was shocking. The most terrifying thing is that the group of Norma people actually sneaked into the territory of Thrace and assassinated his heir Edward... That is to say, the core heirs of the entire Henry family were all dead.

In the face of such a danger, no noble would dare to stand up again.

Of course they know that war can bring huge benefits, and of course they know that war is dangerous. But in the past, the danger of war was borne by soldiers and mid-level and lower-level officers, not to mention the commander-in-chief, even relatively senior officers rarely died because of it. They love war because it's not really dangerous for them, only the benefits.

However, this time is different!

Even the coach, Marquis Henry, died, and his family heir was chased and killed. No nobleman was willing to take such a risk.

In the face of the silence of the great nobles, King Richard was of course very unhappy, he couldn't help but sneered - the relationship between the king and these great nobles was not very good, and they were just checks and balances. If you can find an opportunity to ridicule each other, no one will miss the opportunity.

In this case, Duke Alanz stood up.

"I'll go." In the magic projection, Katerina Ailanz put down the sweet tea in hand, smiled and said, "I'm curious, I want to see the group who can shake 30,000 people with just a few hundred people. The army, the warriors who finally defeated it."

"Then I'll leave this to you. I will prepare the rations and supplies."

"Military rations and supplies are not a problem." Katerina said, "I need an edict, an edict of amnesty."

"What do you mean?" Richard frowned.

"That group of people is really capable, I want to convince and recruit them." Katerina smiled slightly, "After all, they fought with Thrace, you gave me an amnesty edict, and I recruited them. Confidence."

The king was silent for a long time, and finally agreed to her request.

He knew that this would displease the nobles who were loyal to him, but he had no choice.

There are very few coaches in Thrace who can lead the Thracian army to the south. The marquis were unwilling to come forward, and the king could not lead the army himself, and the rest could only be one of the two dukes. In the case that the Duke of Pieduc refused to speak, the only one who could preside over the southern expedition was the Duke of Alanz.

So he can only issue this edict.

After getting the edict, Katerina was very happy to call on the elite of the Ayrantz family, and with the king's re-contracted army, she headed straight for Norma in a dignified manner.

In the face of the ill-mannered Thracian army, the Duke of Norma was naturally frightened-he never imagined that only two months after the defeat of the 30,000-strong army, the Thracians actually attacked again!

But this time, the Thracians did something completely different.

Before the army came to the Norma line of defense, it did not launch a fierce attack, but first invited the Duke of Norma to meet and negotiate. During the negotiation, she made an astonishing suggestion.

"Let's settle this war by a duel," she said to Duke Norma. "If you win, I will turn around and leave, and I will bear all the responsibility; and if I win, you will leave, Get out of the Norma line of defense. How?"

"Why should I agree to such a ridiculous request?" Duke Norma asked in amazement. "War is a very serious matter, how can it be so playful!"

"For people of our level, war is child's play." Duke Alanz said nonchalantly, "In war, we are the ones who get the most benefit, so what's wrong with us fighting to solve the problem?"

Duke Norma shook his head again and again: "There is no reason in the world to decide the outcome of a war with a duel of a coach!"

"It's all made by people, and I think it's worth it," said Duke Ellants with a smile. "If we fight a duel, at most one person will die. If the two armies fight, thousands of people will die— "Everyone has one life. Why can't we die if others die? It's better to die for one person than to die for thousands of people."

"People are different!" Duke Norma roared.

"Humans are the same!" Duke Alanz smiled, but his eyes were cold. "If you don't even have the courage to die, don't stand on the battlefield, you bastard!"

Duke Norma was scolded furiously, but he really didn't have the courage to risk his life to duel with the opponent - even though the opponent was just a little girl who was not even twenty years old.

He hesitated again and again and asked, "According to the rules, I can find someone to fight in my place..."

"If you want to use this rule, then I can also find someone to fight for me." Duke Alanz said nonchalantly, "As long as you accept the bet, if we both find a master to fight, the battle will be settled. Win or lose, that's fine."

So Duke Norma agreed, and after returning, he immediately sent someone to contact the few legendary powerhouses on the mainland who were willing to be hired for money.