Black Hammer Castle, under the huge black stone wall, ushered in the mighty Northern Army. Standing on the tower and looking from a distance, the Northern Army coming north to Black Hammer Castle was like a flowing black river, connecting the Northern Territory.
All the elites gathered here. This is a team composed of lords and lord guards.
Unlike any previous meeting, this time all the lords gathered at Blackhammer Castle to decide the future fate of the North. In addition to excitement, everyone's face was more serious. The breaths of knights and horses were reflected in the cold morning air.
It turned into white mist and dissipated in the air. Inside the castle, there were the civilians of Blackhammer Castle who had already gathered on both sides of the road. They had never seen such a high-level mission, and this posture made them feel what was going to happen today.
will be extraordinary.
The world is vast, and Blackhammer Castle, located at the mouth of the Winter Spring River, is like a rising giant, welcoming visitors from all directions. Once upon a time, it was just an inconspicuous small castle in the west of the North, so inconspicuous that people almost ignored it.
People only know that Iron Ring City is a large city guarding the west of the Northern Territory, and have no idea about Black Hammer Castle. They have no impression of the Lord of Black Hammer Castle. They only know that he is a declining noble.
Now, in the reincarnation of heaven, all the great lords who were once arrogant have entered the Kingdom of Death, and the once glorious and prosperous city has now become a wasteland. But Blackhammer Castle, a small northern city, has grown up amidst war and plague.
It has become the largest castle in the north. It has 30,000 permanent residents, and with the floating population, the total can reach 50,000, almost reaching the size of a medium-sized city. The city is lined with high towers, densely packed buildings, and neat roads, which is comparable to that of the city in its heyday.
The inner city of Elengrad... At the same time, this castle has the most powerful defenders in the entire north - the Norsca Chapter, the Bear Knights, the Ironforge Guards... and the owner of this castle has become
The pride of the whole north.
Rhodes sat in the lord's seat, looking at the comrades and lords gathered from all over the northern border, their eyes were friendly and calm.
“I dreamed of drums beating, horns blowing, armored horses running rampant on the snowy fields, and bleeding knights holding swords, killing the enemy with blood. I dreamed of flames and war hammers tearing the earth apart, and brave knights using their bodies to defend glory and freedom!
At that time, I thought it was a blood disaster, but now, I understand that it was not a blood disaster, but the gods were enlightening me - someone was fighting for the North, to the great Lord Lawn.
protector."
In the hall of Blackhammer Castle, Lord Jigur of Winterfort Castle shouted loudly. Although he and Rhodes had their differences in the past, they developed a deep friendship during their journey north to the Troll Mountains.
Facing the praise, Rhodes, who was sitting in the lord's seat, just smiled. He had heard such words too many times, but the ones he heard before were not for himself, but for others.
"Rhode, when a large number of greenskins gathered in Kislev, you suggested leading the troops north and introducing the ironskins into the Troll Mountains. I opposed it. But now, I have to admit that I was wrong. You are the most powerful person in history.
You are an outstanding lord of the North, and at the same time, you are also the guardian of the North."
"The North calls for the King, Rhodes, the King of the North!"
"Wait a minute, if I heard correctly, you want to make Rhodes the King of the North?"
Everyone's enthusiasm was interrupted by Trevor. The brother of the former lord of Nethergarde Castle calmly stood up and asked Digel. He is like an ice spring flowing upstream in magma. Even if the general trend is the trend, he still can't.
If he had to give it a try, Volkuf was his only hope. If Rhodes became the King of the North, he would never be able to win the position of Lord of Watchfort in his lifetime.
"Yes, you heard it right."
Digel shouted back.
"Since ancient times, there has been only one king in Kislev, and that is the Tsar of Kislev. The current tsar is the Ice Queen Katarina, who has the legal right to rule. If there is another king in the north, do you want to bring Rhodes to the throne?
The lord pushed the lord into the pit of fire? Making him a traitor to the motherland?"
Trevor retorted. His thin face was full of wrinkles, but some scheming and conspiracy were hidden under this wrinkled face.
"Traitor? Huh, who is the real traitor?"
Edmund stood up and asked contemptuously.
"What do you mean? Are you questioning whether the Snow Queen is a traitor?"
Trevor frowned and glared at Edmund. He stretched out a fist in a provocative gesture. However, Edmund ignored him at all.
The Lord of Binglan Castle walked to the center of the hall and looked around, "I didn't say Katarina was a traitor. I only know that when the North was threatened, Lord Rhodes arrived with reinforcements and rescued the North.
Gate - Fort Watch. Winter turned to spring, and when Ironhide was furious and headed north again, no one could stop him, it was Rhodes who risked his life and took less than five hundred people deep into the troll country to lure Ironhide.
Go to the top of the snow-capped mountains and rescue the Northern Territory again. If it were not for Rhodes, how many cities would there be in the Northern Territory now? If it were not for Rhodes, how many of us would still be alive today? And when the Northern Territory is in danger
, where is our Snow Queen? Where are Kislev’s reinforcements?”
"Are you questioning the Snow Queen?"
Trevor accused in a trembling voice.
"That's right! I not only questioned her, I also blamed her! It was her indifference and inaction that caused the North to almost become a wasteland."
Edmund roared loudly. This roar could be said to speak out the voices of everyone. At the same time, it also pierced the layer of paper that was already as thin as cicada gauze.
"We need a king, but not a selfish and powerful king like Katarina. The North calls for a king, and Rhodes is the well-deserved king of the North. No matter what you say, whether it's treason or breaking an oath, you can't
Change the fact that Rhodes shed blood and sacrificed for the people, and the people were willing to fight for him. Noble blood cannot be the reason to be king forever. Only those who are willing to shed blood for the people can become the true king. I am
Demon, I only know one king in this life - Rodlawn, King of the North."
After saying that, Edmund Eugene, the lord of Binglan Castle, drew his sword and swore allegiance.
"King of the North! Let that cold dead ghost send troops to attack. I, Bertner, will be the first to stand up and defend the North and the King of the North!"
Soon, the Lord of Hearth City, Bertner, also stood up. The firelight illuminated his pale hair, and a heroic warrior who refused to give in even to the death stood proudly in front of everyone.
"King in the North!"
Jigur then drew his sword and swore an oath.
Soon, in the hall, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sound of friction of the iron sword continued to be heard. Everyone shouted for the King of the North, and the long-suppressed voice finally broke out... Rhodes knew that a new era had arrived. The huge
The northern territories united for the first time and openly resisted the Kislev Tsar.