After the defeat in Silver Peak Province, the legions gathered by the Empire fled in all directions. Many of them died in a stampede, and many were captured by the 'Drywood' organization. In the end, less than half of the number that escaped back was less than half of the previous ones, and their morale was completely lost. Many of them were
People lose their armor and need to re-equip it.
"So, applying in advance is indeed the right choice."
In a tavern in Titania, a wizard wearing a dark red robe was drinking low-alcohol wine in front of the bar, gently shaking the orange liquid in the glass and smelling the fruity and alcoholic aroma.
"Mentor, what happens next, what if that organization comes to the imperial capital?" Behind the wizard, a young woman holding a book asked worriedly.
"Agelina, then there is no need for you to worry. Although the empire suffered a disastrous defeat this time, it does not threaten its foundation." The wizard shook his head slightly, indicating that he was the one who understood everything.
"Not to mention that the remaining three of the four great dukes have not yet taken action. Even the royal family has a large number of trump cards that they have not used. The worst is the allies of the forest elves. Those elves look gentle, but they really start a fight.
It’s also extremely tight.”
"In that case, why is the regent acting so...well, not strong?" The young woman whispered and looked around, and continued when she saw that no one cared.
"It's just that he doesn't want to use those trump cards."
"There are two kinds of people in the world. There is one kind of person who always likes to keep more good things, so that he can feel at ease. It's like eating grapes. The delicious and big ones will be saved until the end."
"Although Edron became sensible earlier than his brothers, he also has a lot of scruples because of this. He is always unwilling to completely offend others or get things done. Although this is conducive to stability, it sometimes drags on and makes people look down upon."
The wizard evaluated the current regent nonchalantly, as if looking at a child. Perhaps based on his age and experience, the other person was indeed a child.
"He will not use those trump cards unless absolutely necessary, and this is indeed a good step, allowing him to use the power of those great nobles to suppress the rebellion."
"It is no longer the time before the Western Expedition. Although the chaos in the southern region has caused destruction, it has also created a lot of unclaimed land, which he can use as a price to feed and balance the nobles of all parties."
"It feels very disgusting."
"Yes, politics is like this. We are just mortals. We can't create any huge cakes. We can only use despicable methods to attack each other among the leftovers and seize the few delicious meat pies." He said,
The wizard picked up the steak in front of him with a fork, then put it into his mouth and chewed it, making a satisfied sound.
A new round of recruitment and mustering has begun.
After an agreement between the royal family, the three great dukes, and many great nobles, all parties began to send out their legions and combat forces, gradually converging towards the central city of Typhon.
Typhon City is a long and narrow fortress on the Gaudan Plain, and its name comes from an ancient giant.
It is said that in the early First Era, a powerful warrior named Typhon from the King's Court of Giants led his tribe and elves to fight here to guard this fertile land.
It is a pity that this powerful Titan, who is said to have fire-breathing eyes, a black tongue, and a body covered with feathers and wings, was defeated and died on the battlefield. The iron cavalry of the Silver Elves destroyed everything, and those exquisite enchanted weapons
, like works of art, killing these powerful giants in the past.
After his death, the last remaining power of the Giant Court disappeared. They fled to the more remote southern jungles and mountains, and began to support the formerly weak pets, that is, the orc tribes.
Hundreds of years later, the orcs gradually took back this place. In order to commemorate the giant, they took this name and it has been passed down to this day.
The strong wind roared, and in this wilderness, the golden wheat waves undulated in the wind, giving people a vast visual shock.
The gray-white rock fortress is covered with green moss in the gaps, and traces of grass can occasionally be seen. The stone bricks on the ground are pitted and very smooth, telling its long history, and occasionally bits of dry soil debris are covered with it.
The wind blew it and rolled it into the shallow depressions, then floated up in the next gust of wind and fell into the endless distance.
This abandoned fortress, which was usually neglected, has now become lively. Many teams holding family flags gradually came from all directions and set up camp here.
Looking at the appearance of the flag and the coat of arms of the soldiers, some experienced nobles could even guess that this was the private army or legion of that family.
The sword and spear guards of the Claes family, the flame falcon cavalry of the Gerkuan family, the snake sword foot combat knights of the Tolbo family, and even the white pigeon tax collectors of the Sirier family... Wait, look at these elite private armies.
, it’s really a grand gathering of old and famous nobles.
Although there were not many troops stationed here originally, the granaries were well-constructed. After all, the Gaudan Plain was the main grain-producing area of the empire, supplying the prosperous central provinces. When stationed here, one does not have to worry about food supplies.
This is also the reason why the royal family chose this place.
Among all the flags, two should be particularly conspicuous, and their specifications and styles should be far superior to the others.
One of them is a black raven with a gray background. The knights in black armor under its banner are silent and exude a cold and murderous aura, making it difficult for others to approach.
The other team is composed of knights wearing majestic white lion armor. They have lion-head cloaks on their shoulders. A large white marble-like shield hangs on one side of their horses. The middle of the shield is carved with an angry lion's head, which is extremely majestic.
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The former is the Black Death Knights under the Trey family in the north, and the latter is the White Lion Knight of the Salius family. Now the heirs of these two families are riding horses side by side on the grassland, with several knights following behind them.
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"It would be better if I left the Imperial City a little later this time, don't you think so, Jie Lann, hehe."
Elon rode a tall black-maned horse and turned his head to look at the blond man beside him. This was the eldest son of the Griffin family, who had just been engaged to Miss Faxiner of the Trey family in the imperial capital.
"Due to the mission." Jie Lanen rode his horse slowly and stopped on the hill, overlooking the vast and fertile world in the distance.
"Yes, it's due to the mission."
Elon seemed to be feeling emotional. Although he was the heir to the Trey family that was envied by outsiders, he was probably the only one who knew the tremendous pressure he had endured over the years.
For the sake of his family's interests, he, who was not good at words, was not allowed to come to the imperial capital to deal with the nobles. He had to worry about purchasing and collecting food from all walks of life to supply the northern territories that were affected by the cold disaster.
If students who had studied with Elon in Emenas saw his current appearance, they would probably be surprised.
The son of a duke who used to be dull in cultivation and taciturn has now become more flexible and mellow, and is able to interact and negotiate with representatives from all parties skillfully.
Compared to General Bazel, who only had one Sequence 7 and brought only one sacred object, the coalition now has eight Sequence 7 masters, three sacred objects, and all Sequence 4 elite knights.
There are also several regiments, and their strength is not only doubled several times, but is far superior to or even crushing the previous counter-rebellion troops.
Moreover, this is the result of the various big families not trusting the royal family very much and only exerting a small amount of their power. The power accumulated by the empire over the past thousand years is far from being exhausted in one or two battles.
After gradually gathering, these armies with colorful flags finally broke out of camp and headed south step by step.
Under the desolate and distant sky, the poets accompanying the army played folk tunes and told touching stories and poignant legends in the ancient poetry collection.