"I heard on the way here that the Queen's troops have also set off. Why do I only see troops from the north and some troops from the south here? Where are the others? Where is the Queen herself?"
In the big tent, Rhodes curiously asked about the specific situation of the rebellion. Regarding the Erengrad rebellion, he was far behind, not only in terms of speed of action, but also in the collection of information. The other thirteen northern lords in front of him,
Everyone knows more about the rebellion than he does.
"The Queen's troops have gone to other places together with the southern troops. Brother, you are late, even the collection of information is late. This rebellion is actually not just Erengrad. Just one Erengrad can cause trouble.
When the uprising breaks out, there are other lords supporting them, and the Queen has sent people to greet them."
Sitting opposite Rhodes, Count Hillel, the lord of Watchfort, said calmly. In a circle of people, he is like the boss. Even though the lords in the north do not clearly recognize who is their leader,
Watchfort has a large population and a powerful army. The lord of Watchfort is undoubtedly the lord of everyone.
"There is one less lord in the North..."
"Yes, Stone Split Castle does not support this operation. Balian locked himself in the castle. That old bone seems to be fighting the Snow Queen to the end."
Cyril continued to speak. From his words, it could be felt that he was dissatisfied with the actions of the lord of Crackstone Castle, as if he was really the King of the North and had the responsibility to take care of every lord in the north.
"I told him that the fire of Erengrad cannot be burned. They are a group of arrogant nobles. They think that if they control the seaport, they can fight against the entire Kislev. Indeed, they have funds and the port can provide them with
There is a steady supply of food and weapons, but our queen has a lot of means. If nothing else, once a full-scale war breaks out, Kislev can mobilize more troops than the city in front of us.
."
Baron Giger of Midwinter Castle whispered. He has a standard goatee, and his cheeks are deeply sunken. The light shines on his face like two shadows. He is also the most handsome among all the lords.
The thinnest one, but his dark gray eyes are very sharp, as if he can understand the world.
"We can't save him. The Queen's troops are probably on their way to Crackstone Castle by now."
Count Hillel added.
"What about the Queen herself?"
Rhodes asked.
"The Snow Queen is not here. She will not leave her palace so easily. But this also reflects the strength of both sides in this rebellion from another angle. It seems that Katarina did not let the nobles like Erengrad go."
In her eyes, otherwise, she would not even move and would just send her men to solve the matter."
"Indeed, our queen is very clear about weighing the strengths of both parties."
"At first we thought you wouldn't come either, but you came anyway."
Cyril continued. Rhodes smiled and replied - "A large number of beastmen have appeared in my territory. I can't leave Blackhammer Castle alone."
"Mass Beastmen?"
Count Hillel stared at Rhodes and asked with a semi-questioning look.
"Yes, thousands of beastmen attacked my castle."
As soon as Rhodes finished speaking, the other people at the round table laughed. The meaning was self-evident - they didn't believe it at all. If there really is a beastman war group with thousands of people, just a small castle in Blackhammer Castle
, can't hold on at all.
Seeing everyone's attitude, Rhodes said nothing. Perhaps only he knew about this crisis. Even in the north, there are many people who have spent most of their lives in a peaceful and comfortable environment. For them, the story of the south is
More exciting, those political struggles for power are far more attractive than those weird legends in the north.
"Lord Rhodes, you are late anyway, and Cohen will come to you soon. You must be mentally prepared first."
The Lord of Snow Rock Castle, Digel William, reminded me kindly.
"Cohen? Who is it?"
"My God, there are so many talented people in the north. Brother, it looks like you are one of them. Cohen is from the south, the Grand Duke of Kislev. He is the commander of this army. Both the northern and southern armies are under his command.
This is the order of the Snow Queen. You are late for a whole week, be careful of his punishment. This dog represents the queen here."
Digel continued. Rhodes nodded, expressing his gratitude and concern. However, from the words of the lords, Rhodes could feel that the people in this big tent had sincere feelings for the general appointed by the queen.
Of course, this may be inseparable from the fact that Cohen is from the south. The cultural differences between the north and the south often lead to people in the north thinking that they are the orthodox Kislevs. In the eyes of the people in the north,
There are a group of gays in the south. Corrupted by the luxurious style of the empire, they are far from the orthodox Kisli ladies.
…
When he walked out of the tent, Rhodes felt a little heavy. This rebellion was indeed not as simple as it seemed, and he probably wouldn't be able to return to his territory for a while.
Vampires, Erengrad's aristocratic forces, the Ice Queen, lords from various places, witch hunters, Moorish sects... In any one column, there are five or six different forces. These forces are mixed together, turning Kislev into a mess.
The water is muddy... But maybe this is the effect that the nobles of Erengrad want? Now that they have decided to resist Katarina, they will muddy the water. The more chaotic the situation, the more beneficial it is to the rebels. Things in various places
If this continues, the queen will be tired of dealing with it... At least, the witch hunter's troublemaker does play a role in causing trouble to a certain extent...
The cold wind blew, waking up Rhodes, blowing away those complicated thoughts. I don't know when there was someone behind him.
"Lord Rhodes..."
Hearing someone calling his name, Rhodes turned around and saw Edmund, the Lord of Binglan Castle whom he had just seen in the tent. He didn't look much older than him, and Rhodes estimated that he was
He is about forty years old. Like himself, Lord Edmund also looks like a man who has personally gone to the battlefield. His face is covered with the scars of the years, his arms and shoulders are very thick and strong, and he is dressed in simple and plain clothes.
The iron ring armor was worn on the outside, and a long one-handed sword hung on his waist. He looked like a real warrior.
"Lord Edmund."
Rhodes returned politely.
"I heard your story."
The Lord of Binglan Castle said bluntly.
"what story?"
On the contrary, Rhodes was a little confused.
"The Beastmen are invading."
Edmund said.
"No one believes it..."
"No, I believe it."
Rhodes was a little surprised by Edmund's words. He squinted his eyes and stared at the other person. He could feel that Edmund was not joking, he was serious. This made Rhodes interested.
"In fact, Binglan Castle was also invaded by beastmen. Like you, I personally fought against those monsters. Binglan Castle almost fell." Edmund said.
"That is the harbinger of the rise of Chaos."
Rhodes added. Edmund nodded, obviously he also agreed with this view.
Finally finding a confidant, Rhodes couldn't help but feel a little excited. It seemed that he was not the first person in the entire Northern Territory to realize that the doomsday crisis was approaching. But it was normal to think about it. Binglan Castle was originally part of the Great Wall.
The north was originally a place where various dark creatures were entrenched, and their number would definitely not be less than that near Black Hammer Castle.
"So, Rhodes, we must be prepared. After this rebellion is over, we must join forces to let the northern lords know the seriousness of the problem. A comfortable environment will always make people forget the cruel history. The Chaos War two hundred years ago
Invasion, the Kingdom of Kislev almost fell. Wherever the Chaos Legion passed, there was no grass. Mutated creatures infected by Chaos were rampant on the land. The enemies from the north are our real threat. Damn it, but they are here.
Fighting in the nest."
Walking on the top of the mountain, there were gusts of cold wind blowing in the face, mixed with a trace of death, and Edmund couldn't help but complain.