Wocheze is a seaport city on the northeastern border of the Kingdom of Nord. It is only separated from the Kingdom of Vikia by the Albuk Castle and belongs to the territory of Gundyar.
However, when Allen brought a light cavalry to the vicinity of Wocheze, the rippled sword flag representing Gundeyar had long been missing. Instead, what was hung on the city wall was a bloody nightmare flag with a black background. It was the symbol of the Dark Sect.
The flag belongs to the leader of the Doomsday Thunder Knights, "Fire Paladin" Fenrir.
Yes, Allen's team included a large number of civilians. In order to avoid enemy detection, they had to walk in circles along the way. The marching speed was too slow.
Along the way from the cold winter when everything is depressed to the warm spring when branches sprout. In the past, at this time, people were already preparing to sow seeds in the fields.
Fenrir must have fought all the way from Jelborg Castle and felt that besieging Sargos with Hel was too boring, so he led his elite cavalry to launch a blitzkrieg against the nest.
Now, the nightmare flag is hung high on the city gate, so the battle must have gone extremely smoothly.
However, the fall of Wocheze caused huge trouble for the team behind Allen.
There are not many supplies in the team. Whether it is Haidayar, those soldiers or civilians, they carry a lot of supplies and money. If they don't seize the time to find a place to settle down, they will continue to wander aimlessly.
, then sooner or later even eating will become a problem.
By then, these thousands of troops plus these nearly 20,000 refugees will probably become the largest group of rogues in the history of Calradia.
In fact, when we set off from the Herus Fortress, there were not so many people, but with the flames of war and the turmoil of the situation, people kept sneaking into the team with their families and their families along the way.
By the time Haidayar discovered it, the team had more than doubled in size, and there were even many soldiers with unfamiliar faces. Upon inquiry, they all fled from the battlefield and didn't know where to go.
What can be done in this situation? Drive these civilians away with swords and axes? Or let those soldiers who are still willing to serve the lord wander in the wilderness and become deserters like outlaws?
Finally, under Allen's persuasion, Haidayar reluctantly accepted these people. Slowly, even some disgraced lords appeared and began to help Haidayar manage this bloated migration team.
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The number of people can be said to have soared, and everyone has put their hope in Wocheze.
Therefore, after Allen described the situation, the atmosphere in the camp suddenly became quiet.
After a long time, Olaf Yar, who had once faced Jormungund and was knocked away, spoke first.
"Why don't we just defect to Ya Baldhead? As long as Sargos falls, the Kingdom of Nord will be finished. Then the contract between us and Ragnar will probably only end here. It's not that we are disloyal.
The enemy is simply too powerful, and no one here is on the verge of death."
This burly and strong-looking man spoke a little weakly, which is normal. If Allen hadn't hung up his life, Olaf Yar would have been rotting under the wall of the Herus Fortress at this moment.
Thorough.
Just one move from Yormungandr, this guy was already seriously injured.
"Going to Vekia? Are you crazy? Even if your family has been guarding Fort Kulin for generations, you also participated in the war with Vekia three years ago. I remember that your father also captured Boyer and held a banquet in Sargos.
You proudly show off the ransom given by the other party, how dare you go to Ya Bald?"
The speaker was a bearded Nord man. He was the lord of Loire, Tragyal. His territory was right next to that of Vikia. There were constant conflicts all the year round. If others could defect to Ya Bald, he was the only one who could help him.
cannot.
"How about turning back?"
A young lord next to him looked at the big bosses standing at the front and carefully provided suggestions. In the past, he was just a manor owner. When he saw that the situation was not right, he ran away with his family and only a few guards.
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"Look back? Come back!!"
Exhausted for a long time, Hedayar, who wanted to maintain the aristocratic etiquette, broke through the defense directly, and now he was swearing loudly.
"Damn it, the lord of Ruda Fortress died in front of us, go back? Where to go? Fight the enemies near Sargoth? Why did you run with this consciousness? Die under Ragnar's nose.
Isn’t it better?”
After venting his anger, Hedayal looked at Allen who was standing silently aside, thought for a while, and then spoke.
"Captain Allen, most of the people standing here have a grudge against the Dark Sect, and you have led us all the way here. I think you are not helping us just because of your contract with Ragnar, right?
You also told me before that it is impossible for Nord alone to defeat the Dark Cult. We need to conserve our strength and wait for the reaction of Harus and Ya Bald. We also followed your instructions. In the current situation,
You should already have an idea, right?"
Allen looked at the vicissitudes of Hedayar's face and laughed. His mercenary status was very embarrassing among a bunch of Yars. Although he was the strongest one in the team, he had nothing to do with these lords.
Because of my relationship, it’s not easy to take the initiative to speak out.
But since someone is willing to let him take the lead, Allen will not be polite. He can't do much with a bunch of mercenaries by himself. In this era and place, if he wants to gain strength to fight against the dark sect in a short time, he still has to do it.
You have to count on these nobles to help you.
"Now that the situation has developed like this, according to my opinion, you might as well organize your troops after you go back. We will send troops to attack Wocheze at this time tomorrow."
"Ah?" "What?"
As soon as Allen's words came out, chaos instantly broke out in the camp.
"What? After running for two months, all the blood of the Nords was gone?"
Allen's voice suddenly became louder, suppressing everyone's questions.
"We are going to fight, there is nothing to be surprised about. As long as we capture Wucheze, not only will the supply problem be solved, but you may also be able to gain another fiefdom."
The lords in the camp looked at me and I looked at you, and they didn’t know how to reply.
Allen is indeed right. As a port city, Woche is very prosperous. There are a lot of reclaimed land and orchards around it, and the breeding industry is also very rich. Although it is a little difficult to feed an additional 20,000 to 30,000 people,
But it's not particularly difficult.
Otherwise, what are they doing here with such eager eyes?
In addition to supply issues, there are more than a dozen villages near Wocheze that rely on trade and protection from the towns to survive.
If we can snatch the nest back from the Dark Sect, then everyone will be able to gain a fiefdom again, just as the other party said.
These people are all exiled nobles now. The fiefdom is certainly attractive, but the problem is how to fight.
"Lord Allen."
Olaf Yar had long ago changed the title of his savior. Unlike Hedda, who referred to each other as the leader, he felt that calling him "sir" was more cordial.
"Everyone here can gather together and barely be able to raise an army, but we don't know what the condition of the carriage is. Even if it is defeated, it is still a question of whether it can be defended. Is this possible?
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Allen cast an appreciative look at Olaf who raised the objection. He knew that everyone in the camp had this question, and he could explain it more clearly if he asked it at this time.
"Before I came back, I had already investigated the situation in Wocheze. The enemy's commander, Fenrir, was not in the city. He should have returned to Sargos. After all, that is the most important target of the Dark Sect at the moment.
But there are quite a few defenders in the city, at least two thousand, and there is also a small group of Doomsday Thunder. Once I launch an attack, I will find a way to open the city gate. Then there will be no trouble of attacking the city wall, and there will be no problem in a head-on confrontation.
,Isn’t street fighting what Nords are best at fighting?”
As he spoke, Allen glanced around at the Nord lords in the camp, the expression on his face was full of confidence.
"As for whether you can hold it after defeating it, you don't need to worry about this at all. I have very reliable information here. Because of the Dark Sect's consistent behavior, Haraus has assembled a large number of troops in Palavon and will set off soon.
In Zhvadin, Yarogork also made the same move.
As long as these two armies reach the border, in the eyes of the Dark Sect, our stragglers will be nothing."
The information came from Zenda, and Allen also continued to confirm it through the ability of the "Eye of the Sky". Just two days ago, Ruidian's army had already set off, and Zhivadin's army was also gathering more and more. I believe
It won't be long before we have to leave.
The total collapse of the Nordic Kingdom still frightened her two neighbors. Just as Ragnar wrote in his original letter asking for help, Nord is finished, will the other side let Raedian and Vikia go?
Even if the Dark Sect says that it wants to be a good person, do Haraus and Ya Baldhead dare to believe it?
They are all gangsters who have been on the throne for who knows how many years, so don't pretend to be innocent.
The news revealed by Allen caused a huge sensation in the small camp.
A group of strong men with beards began to whisper like women in the village. They were inquiring into each other's thoughts and searching for information that would be beneficial to themselves. For a time, the camp seemed to be filled with dozens of animals.
Like a fly, it made a "buzzing" sound.
Allen was not in a hurry, because he knew that he must leave some time for these people to discuss and think, and there was no point in being anxious.
Therefore, he whispered to Haidayal beside him.
"Haydayar, what do you think?"
Haidayal, who looked tired, turned to look at Allen and said helplessly: "I don't have any ideas. I just want to end this nightmare as soon as possible. You said you want to attack Wocheze, and I will try my best to help you."
Yes, only you have the power to fight against powerful enemies here."
Allen shook his head. He didn't want to ask the other party if he supported him.
"All the lords in the entire camp combined are not as powerful as you and me. This time we attack Wocheze, I will be responsible for opening the city gate and occupying an area in the city that is large enough to launch an attack. You lead the others to attack
How about entering the city gate and supporting me?"
This moment made Haidayal a little surprised. If he just opened the city gate, he would understand. Many people in this camp have seen that Allen can fly, so it is not difficult to quietly enter the city gate.
But it is not easy to occupy an area in the city that is large enough to launch an attack. Even the guy from Yormungande brought his most elite soldiers.
"this……?"
Seeing the suspicion on Hedayal's face, Allen smiled and continued: "Don't worry about how I do it. Dantes will lead my soldiers to attack the city together. You just need to restrain them."
That’s fine, don’t allow the soldiers to burn, kill, and loot.”
As he spoke, Allen glanced at the nobles who were still discussing.
"Okay, then I think that after you take over the city, you plan to leave this city to your own rule, right?"
"That's right."
The smile on Allen's face became even brighter. Talking to smart people saves effort.
"After taking over the Kucheze, I will continue to attack Albuk Fort. I can leave you there. As for the remaining people, I think the village is almost enough."
Haidayar took a deep breath of the breath of spring, and the fatigue on his face seemed to disappear a little.
He also didn't want his family to be cut off by his own hands. The fiefdom was too important and he had to sacrifice his spirit.
"No problem, I will take care of the others, Lord Allen. If, I mean if, Sargos falls and Ragnar loses his crown and his life, are you willing to take us on?"
Going down?"
Hedayar's words surprised Allen.
Could it be that I have indeed cultivated the aura of a king and domineering person, so how come there are still people who bow down to me?
"Yes, of course there is no problem. My goal has always been to fight against the Dark Sect, and I will not change this idea in the future."
Hearing Allen's answer, Hedayar's face seemed to relax a little, and then his face straightened and he slapped the table in front of him hard.
The sound of "pop, pop, pop" interrupted the whispers in the camp.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Most of the people in this camp ate and drank from me along the way. Whatever you do next, you have to listen to me."
He said this with sufficient confidence. Most of the lords here were driven out of their territories by the Dark Sect. In addition to the armor on their bodies and the weapons in their hands, they were left with similarly dressed personal guards.
There really is nothing else there.
But don't we have to rely on Haidayar, whose family has a big business and a lot of supplies, to support him?
"After you go back, organize your own soldiers, and then go to the convoy to collect supplies and drinks per person. Take a day off tomorrow, and set out to attack Wocheze the day after tomorrow. As long as you succeed, all problems will be solved, and everyone here will be able to get it.
A fiefdom continues the glory of a family. I don’t need to explain this in detail. You should also understand this truth.
Those who agree will continue to follow us, and those who disagree will stay where they can, do you understand?"
Hearing the words that sounded like orders, all the lords fell silent.
Then words such as "I understand." and "Okay." rang out one after another.