Rhodes saw the cracked ceiling, and the cracks spread from the middle like a spider web. Soon, the roof of the entire room began to collapse, and gravel and dust poured down like a torrential rain.
Rhodes subconsciously raised his hands to cover, but found himself in a battlefield of blood and fire. Surrounded by orcs and goblins who kept roaring. The ignited flint kept throwing towards the distant castle. The sky was dim.
Blood red, the wolf knight roared past, leaving behind charred dust all over the sky.
Rhodes walked forward with the siege troops, and he saw countless corpses. These corpses belonged to human soldiers. They were battered, some had broken arms, some had broken legs, and some seemed to have been cut open by sharp axes.
The bodies were broken into two pieces. The God of Death stripped off their armor and clothes, leaving behind shocking corpses.
Rhodes continued to move forward numbly on the black soil. He saw clearly that it was a castle. A human castle built in the mountains. It had high towers and suspension bridges, tall stone walls and straight roads. However,
The castle was burning, and thick black smoke billowed out from the castle. Rhodes could even feel the heat hitting his face, making him sweat and oily.
I must be in a deep dream... Rhodes said to himself, however, he could not get out of the dream. It was as if this dark red sky was his prison. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned into gray-white, and the battlefield in front of him became
We walked into a morgue. There were no orcs or goblins, no burning flames or thick black smoke. There were just pale corpses. On the corpses, many people dressed as nuns were lying on them.
, praying for them. Rhodes tried to walk over and ask about the situation. They looked like servants of the God of Death and Moors.
Rhodes grabbed a nun's shoulder and was about to ask a question when he saw that the nun's face was completely pale. There were only two dark holes where the eyes should have been. She had no nose and half of her mouth was missing. She was as pale as a ghost.
...Rhode quickly let go of her and stumbled backwards, but his ankle was grabbed by the hand of a corpse. When he looked closely, he saw that the corpse was actually him!
Rhodes tried to break free from those hands. If he had an axe, he would chop off the skeleton-like hand mercilessly with an axe, but no, he tried his best to break free, but he couldn't. The zombies were extremely powerful, and they would be destroyed bit by bit.
He pulled it into the ground, into the grave... All around, there was silence, only the darkness of death.
"My lord, my lord..."
A burst of hurried shouting pulled Rhodes out of his dream. At first, his mind was dizzy and his vision was chaotic. Gradually, his rationality slowly recovered. When he regained consciousness again, Rhodes looked at the person in front of him. It was his bodyguard.
Kiora.
"My lord, Count Cyril has something important to do and invites you to attend the meeting."
The guard said respectfully.
"Did he say anything?"
Rhodes asked, reaching into the basin and washing his face with water.
"A blizzard, a blizzard is blocking us. I only know this, Lord Lord."
"Okay, you go down and get ready, I'll be there in a minute."
Rhodes said, his face still showing a trace of tiredness and exhaustion. Nightmares always make people lose a lot of physical strength and energy, and this seems to be only Rhodes' "privilege".
…
When entering the big tent, from the weird expressions on everyone's faces, Rhodes knew that something was in trouble. Caroline followed him, and similarly, as soon as she entered, she also felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere.
Cyril was leaning sideways, half leaning on the chair, with a solemn expression. Lord Jigel and Lord Digel were sitting in their seats, looking at ease. Volkov's face was full of sorrow, and his nose and eyebrows seemed to be broken.
They were huddled together. Edmund hadn't arrived yet, and Rhodes estimated that he would be relieved when he heard the news. The snowstorm blocked the road, which meant that the northern coalition forces could no longer go south to support the city of Kislev. Also.
Unable to join up with the Southern Corps. For some people, this would be a source of worry, while for others, it would be a secret joy.
Rhodes knew that Lord Digel of Snow Rock Castle and Lord Jigel of Dusk Winter Castle must be secretly feeling happy at this moment. This blizzard came at the perfect time. Now, the road south is blocked, even if others want to
There is no other way to go south to support the queen. You will save yourself the trouble of serving that cruel vampire queen.
But some people frowned, such as Volkov, who was supported by the Snow Queen. If he did not go south, he would be punished and questioned by the Queen at any time in the future.
What Rhodes is worried about is the problem after the blizzard. Rhodes knows very well what kind of character Ironhide is. He will never be willing to go home like this. He will look for new opponents and new enemies. So, there is no
The northern territory covered by the blizzard is undoubtedly the next target... Although there are not many people here, pitifully few compared to the city of Kislev. But at least it is an object that can be conquered and fought.
In front of them is an enthusiastic and ready Orc Legion, but the entire Northern Territory still has different people's hearts. Meetings like this have been held frequently along the way. Rhodes doesn't know what kind of quarrel will break out here today. The Northern Territory lacks a person.
A true leader, a great lord who can truly control everyone. Cyril is comparable to this great lord of the north, but everyone can see that he does not have this ability.
"There is no way to continue south. Give up. We should go north and return to our homeland. Catalina won't blame us. This is caused by the storm. It's not that we don't want to go south, right?"
Baron Giger said loudly and in a slightly mocking tone.
"It's autumn now, not the middle of winter. Don't you think it's strange that there is a blizzard at this time? Even in the middle of winter, there has never been such a terrible storm."
Volkov retorted. He glared at Baron Giger in front of him, as if to say, your disloyalty to the queen will incur the queen's wrath. But Giger didn't care. After all, there were others who shared the same position as him.
People. The lords of Snow Rock Castle, Binglan Castle, and Eagle's Nest City all see it this way. Even the White Bear Lord has this sentiment, but everyone knows that Rhodes's daughter is being held hostage in Kislev, so he
It's not convenient to say anything.
"Whether it is a natural storm or man-made, the road is blocked now. Tell me, is there any way we can continue to go south? The army needs food supplies and funds for expeditions outside. We will spend them here.
It will only hollow out ourselves. If the North is no longer there, will Kislev be safe?"
Lord Digel roared loudly. His momentum immediately overwhelmed Volkuf, who stared at Cyril, who had the most say. However, the earl seemed helpless, he sat there
, motionless, only confusion revealed in his eyes.
"If you don't have a better way, please listen to me."
After the silence fell, Rhodes stood up——
"Whether this blizzard is man-made or a natural phenomenon, we cannot continue to go south now. However, the fact that we cannot continue to go south does not mean that we are safe. This snow will eventually melt, and when the time comes, the greenskins will come back again.
My opinion is still the same. We must pool all our forces and form the most powerful cavalry unit to coordinate with the Ugor cavalry to harass the greenskins. Let them tire themselves out and make them unable to use their strength until they are lured out of the base.
Sirif.”
"I agree with Rhodes' statement. Look at what this green-skinned army has done these days. Defeated the regular army of Kislev twice in a row. They came to the city of Kislev in a very short period of time. If not
This unnatural storm may put the entire city of Kislev in danger. What Rhodes said before is not alarmist, we just haven't really realized the terror of this greenskin army. Organize the largest cavalry force.
The regiment is very necessary, it can hold back the greenskins as much as possible, if they really go north after this."
Edmund arrived belatedly, but as soon as he entered the scene, he expressed his support for Rhodes. This is not surprising. During the Erengrad rebellion, Binglan Castle and its army fought side by side with the troops of Blackhammer Castle many times. Edmund
Meng himself and Rhodes were also the best comrades-in-arms. This relationship continued until the later Norsca invasion. When the Norse tribe invaded, Lord Edmund once again sent troops to support Rhodes immediately. Although they were not
Blood brothers, but better than blood brothers...
"Even if all the cavalry are gathered together to form the largest cavalry regiment in the north, who will be the commander of this regiment?"
Lord Bertner asked the most difficult and sensitive question. In the north, Watchfort is the largest castle. Logically speaking, Lord Watchfort should be responsible for the Northern Alliance, but it seems that Hillier
His ability was not able to convince the public. Even Xi Ruier himself knew this. He remained silent and looked at everyone to see who would be willing to be the leader. But it seemed that no one was willing... Although the other person was capable, but
He is not the most powerful person in the Northern Territory. Rhodes knows that he cannot convince the public at this time. The key is that some of the people are the queen's people. It is really difficult to control the overall situation. As for that Ugor
Although Palumbel, the boss of the cavalry, has extraordinary courage and archery skills, he does not belong to the northern lords after all. No one can trust the army to be handed over to an outsider...