Located northeast of Brewsterburg, the former capital of the Old Kingdom built on a hill is called Knockland.
Knockland is the royal city of the Old Kingdom of Glen. Because of the long-term trade between the Baru people in the Eastern Sea and the Python Islands, Knockland has a strong maritime culture. There are ditches and wide rivers between the cities, and most people travel there.
Mainly small boats.
Different from the rough and heavy Noxus, Nokland's architectural style is delicate and soft. Aquatic plants are often planted between the streets and alleys. The totem worshiped is the Sea Winged Serpent, which is rich in healing power.
Knockland was originally a beautiful and elegant city, but now it has become depressed and desolate due to the cruelty of its rulers.
Imperial soldiers and imperial nobles wearing Noxian uniforms can be seen everywhere on the streets, and they are domineering and arrogant. The oppressed natives dare to be angry but dare not speak out, so they can only swallow their anger. Those who dare to resist have long been regarded as the "Grand Dukes of the Empire".
Timothy was hanged on a hanger by the river and turned into a ferocious mummy eroded by the sea wind.
Under Timothy's power, Knockland, a city with a sharply reduced population, seemed a little lifeless.
Until that day, a panic-looking intelligence officer crawled onto the ground in front of the Imperial Grand Duke, leaving the Turkish Emperor Timothy completely paralyzed while enjoying the service of the beauty.
After kicking the Southland beauty in front of him, Timothy ignored his own image and grabbed the intelligence officer who was about to cry.
"What did you say!? Brewsterburg fell!? Are you sure you're not kidding me?
Do you know how high the city wall is there? It’s a full sixteen meters! Fifteen meters higher than the grass on your old mother’s grave!
Besides, there are still 60,000 soldiers stationed at Brewster Fort! Vlad is also good at defending the city. A defender can hold 60,000 soldiers to defend a fortress-like castle. Even if I want to capture it, it will take at least 20 soldiers.
Thousands of people!
Now you tell me that the whole army will be wiped out in three days? Do you believe that I will burn your nonsense mouth with a soldering iron?"
It’s no wonder that Timothy lost his sense of proportion. As a grain-producing area in the southern part of the empire, Brewster Fort has always had an irreplaceable strategic position. In order to protect Brewster Fort, he also deliberately handed over most of the non-direct troops to loyal and loyal troops.
The second Vlad was to defend Brewsterburg.
Brewsterburg is equivalent to his private granary. Just selling food from Brewsterburg to Knockland has made him extremely rich. Now that the granary is gone, let alone making money, he only relies on sea goods to survive.
Without food, Nokland's 400,000 men and 50,000 elite soldiers were left without food. The public resentment had already boiled over. Nokland might not be able to raise the banner in a matter of seconds, and it would only be a matter of time before the army mutinied.
"Damn it! Damn it! Raleigh, tell me this is false! Say it quickly! I will spare your life!"
With his red eyes staring, Timothy pushed the intelligence officer away and stared at the man.
He fell to his knees with a 'pop' sound, and Raleigh kowtowed twice with a sad face.
"Grand Duke! It's all true! Those soldiers who escaped from Brewster Castle will probably come back in a few days! The damn Emerald Territory has really attacked us! Lord Demon Face doesn't take the Grand Duke seriously at all.
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"Ahhh!!!! Lord of Demon Face! I want you to die!!!"
First, he slapped the fruit plate and meat on the jade table to the ground. The roaring Archduke Timothy hysterically drew out his gorgeous Demacian silver sword and slashed an ugly gap into the precious ice jade table. He was furious.
The old man looked at Raleigh and the slave girl who were kneeling on the ground. He raised his sword and stabbed the Southland beauty next to Raleigh to death.
Looking into the Southland beauty's unblinking brown eyes, letting the woman's blood soak his hands, Raleigh shuddered and lowered his head, not daring to move.
After venting, Timothy finally regained some sense.
"Nokland must not be in chaos. The 50,000 elite soldiers must also be firmly under control. If you want to make a comeback, you can only rely on Nokland. The surrounding untouchables are only used to consume the enemy's arrows. If you want to rely on those untouchables,
Retaking Brewster Fort is simply a fantasy,
Also, the grain in the granary can no longer be sold. Not only can it not be sold, but the grain that has been sold must be taken back as soon as possible.
From today on, food will be supplied to the army first, and to the nobility secondly. It doesn’t matter whether the untouchables die or not. By the way, using the food that is about to rot to recruit a group of untouchables and sending those untouchables to the battlefield can also reduce the consumption of food. I must
Counterattack as soon as possible to ensure that the Emerald Leader cannot gain a foothold.
Damn it, I have to contact those greedy and arrogant old guys. At worst, I can get a share of the pie. As long as I can kill the Emerald Territory, the damn Demon Faced Lord! Damn it! Why can't you just settle down and have to provoke it?
I? Even the high command of the empire can’t do anything to me. I’ve been killing people my whole life. Do you really think I’m easy to bully?”
One poisonous plan after another was blurted out, Timothy had a plan in mind, and his expression was no longer as ferocious as before.
"Raleigh, get up and talk."
"Yes, Grand Duke."
Raleigh stood up and did not dare to look directly into Timothy's eyes. The gloomy old man seemed to him like an old hyena that would go crazy and eat people at any time. Who knew whether he would be in the next second because of looking too much?
The mad dog became the second cold corpse at a glance.
"If I remember correctly, when the Emerald Territory's army went south, they sent an envoy saying that they wanted to negotiate with me. This is also the reason why I pity him for not taking action against him in advance. He only brought 10,000 people, how dare he attack me directly?
Take action? Tell me the truth, without leaving any omissions!"
Without saying a word, Raleigh took out the secret letter he had prepared and handed it to Timothy. Timothy took it in his hand and unfolded the letter indifferently.
"Grand Duke, please see, the secret letter is Lord Vlad's personal letter. It was sent through Dragon Pigeon after some twists and turns. I have confirmed that Dragon Pigeon was raised and raised by us personally. The possibility of being replaced midway is close to
none."
This small chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Even though Timothy was reading the secret letter himself, Raleigh did not dare to show any slightness, but quietly explained in a soft voice.
"According to Lord Vlad, the despicable Lord Demon Face did not show any hostility at first. Instead, he deceived the gate of the castle with a peaceful gesture of asking for supplies, and wanted to talk to Lord Vlad before meeting you.
Let’s talk about the issues in the South,
Originally Lord Vlad would never let Lord Demon Face enter the city so easily, just because Lord Demon Face only brought less than a hundred people into the city. Considering that the castle has a full 60,000 defenders, he did not dare to disrupt the peace talks in the south.
Only then did Lord Vlad agree to Lord Demon Face's request,
Things did not develop as Lord Demon Face said. That night, the despicable liar led his soldiers to destroy everything, and also opened the north gate of the castle, causing the entire castle to fall into flames.
If that were the case, the despicable Lord Demon Face would not be able to seize the castle with 10,000 people, and would only be quickly killed by Lord Vlad. But the problem is that the spies of the Emerald Territory poisoned the water source of Brewster Castle in advance, and the drama was dramatic.
The poison killed tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians in the city. The deadly poison caused those loyal soldiers to lose their lives before they even took up arms.
In this way, the Emerald Territory captured Brewster Castle using despicable and despicable means. General Vlad may have died in the battle. Before he died, he wrote this final letter. He was worried that the Emerald Territory would use the same trick to defraud the Grand Duke.
Trust and attack Knockland, so this is a way to remind the Grand Duke not to be fooled..."
After Raleigh finished speaking, he remained silent. Timothy, who was full of anger, put down Vlad's last letter tremblingly. After a moment, the old man's figure suddenly became a little crouched.
Vlad followed him for more than thirty years. He became his follower when he was the Lord of Calisto Castle. He fought with him all the way, defeated other old foxes, and successfully captured Knockland.
It can be said that he can now sit back and enjoy life in Knockland without worries due to Vlad's efforts.
He recognized Vlad's handwriting. He could recognize every stroke and every stroke. This was indeed Vlad's handwritten letter and it couldn't be faked.
He could also see Vlad's loyalty and concern in the letter. Vlad did not betray his trust. He had the chance to escape from danger, but insisted on fighting to the death.
This man who dedicated himself to death could be said to have shed his last drop of blood for himself...
The old man tremblingly folded the letter again and slowly closed his eyes.
He still remembered Vlad. He was his most trusted subordinate and his most capable general...
But I gave him such favorable conditions, why couldn't he defend a castle with steep terrain?
Just such a request, just such an expectation!
Why can't he get things done!?
Did he really think he could get away with it if he died there?
"Trash! What a fucking trash!!! I was blind and let such a trash garrison Brewsterburg!"
Tearing the last letter in his hand into pieces, Timothy casually threw the scraps of paper on the ground. Even so, he was still upset, thinking that Vlad's family lived in Knockland, and the old man's eyes seemed to come from
The devils in hell.
"Come on Rilla! Come on Rilla!"
Under Timothy's repeated calls, a tall and beautiful female warrior wearing a knight's light clothes came in from the door. She was the legion commander of Timothy's Guards, a personal affairs officer who was worth more than ten thousand people.
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Lairla knelt on her knees and lay on the ground with her hands. The woman put her face against the old man's insteps, which were full of wrinkles and smelled of sweat, and kissed her tenderly.
"Master, please give me your instructions."
Looking at the arrogant woman who was submissive at his feet, Timothy finally felt a little better. Without Vlad, that loser, he had better talents. He was the Grand Duke of the Empire, and he held supreme authority.
Everyone must serve him.
The old man's expression softened a little, but the words in his mouth were more ruthless than the frost of Freljord.
"Execute Vlad's family in secret. Go now. I want them to suffer all kinds of torture before they die. Go ahead, come to Rila. Don't let me down. I'm going to see the effect tonight."
"Yes, my master."
Kissing the instep again, Laerela stood up and left.
After Clarilla left, the old man's eyes once again focused on Raleigh, who was bowing his head and saying nothing. He pulled out the silver sword from the body of the Southland beauty with a gloomy look.
"Who else has read this letter besides you?"
In an instant, Raleigh's face turned pale. The old man asking this question was going to kill him. He knew that no matter whether Vlad's letter was read by him alone or by many people, he would be killed by the old man in front of him.
"The Great Duke...I, I..."
A gentle smile suddenly appeared on the old man's face. The old man with white beard and hair was like a kind grandfather, but Luo Li felt a chill on his back.
"Raleigh, you are so loyal. On such an important matter, you wouldn't be stupid enough to let others know what they shouldn't know, right?"
Unable to muster the courage to resist, Raleigh could only kneel on the ground and beg.
"I, I... Sir, can you spare my life? I promise I won't say anything nonsense! I will rot in my heart about General Vlad."
"Oh? You don't know how to talk nonsense? But aren't people's mouths just for talking nonsense? Look, in this world, only people like Karami can't talk nonsense, right? I
Lovely Karami?”
Raleigh lowered his head and looked at the dead girl, with some sadness in his eyes. Kalami was the slave girl killed by Timothy. The week before, Kalami was an innocent girl who stayed with her father and mother and was sent to the palace.
Later, he still dreamed of being favored by the Grand Duke of the Empire, but now he has become a cold corpse. The reason is that the old man is losing his temper.
In the flower garden outside the palace, there were hundreds of innocent girls like Karami, and even some cute little boys.
This damn old dog can only see himself forever in this world.
Knowing that he was certain to die, Raleigh finally plucked up the courage and looked directly into the old man's soft eyes.
Timothy is very powerful. He is no match for him. Trying his best here will only make him die faster.
Only if there is a greater benefit than death can the old dog spare his life, otherwise the old dog would have killed him just now.
"Sir, the value of a dead person is not as great as that of a living person."
"What's the value of keeping you alive?"
"My Lord wants to execute Vlad's family, but he doesn't want to get his hands dirty, so I am the best guillotine."
Staring at Raleigh, Timothy's smile grew stronger and stronger, and the silver sword he raised in his hand slowly lowered his hand.
Raleigh just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the old man suddenly say: "If I want to kill someone, do I need a guillotine?"
"Pfft"
The sharp Demacia silver sword pierced into Raleigh's abdomen like a silver snake. Raleigh lowered his head blankly and tried to hold the sharp sword blade with both hands. His knuckles were quickly scratched by the blade.
Turning the hilt of the sword with a sneer, Timothy used the blade to crush Raleigh's abdominal organs. The blood flowed more and more, and in the severe pain, Raleigh's vagina gradually lost its luster.
Timothy drew his silver sword, and Raleigh fell beside Kalami.
"Don't ever try to figure out my will, you idiot."
