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Chapter 501 Funeral

Chapter 501 Funeral

In the city of Kislev, ice and light alternate between each other. Over the city, there are half clouds and half sunshine.

The Northern Allied Forces defeated the Southern Army, and the Snow Queen's regular army defeated the Griffin Army. The two news reached the city at the same time, and some families were happy and some were sad.

For ordinary people, Rhodes' defeat of Eileen and the Northern Army's defeat of the Southern Army have undoubtedly established the outcome of the civil war - the Snow Queen is gone. This is great news for the low-level civilians who are suffering from hunger and cold. But for the great nobles

It was a bolt from the blue. Everyone knew that once the ragged northern army entered the city, the first to attack would be the nobles who supported the queen.

Chaos was unfolding in this thousand-year city. Members of several major families were busy escaping. A large number of ornately decorated carriages were parked outside the mansion. The villas outside the city were crowded with retainers and servants carrying their belongings. Of course, there were already several

The leaders of each family smelled the smell of gunpowder in advance and felt that something was wrong with the Snow Queen. They transferred their property in advance and sent their children to the nearby empire for refuge at the beginning of the civil war. Now, these families can be said to go into battle with ease.

The waterways and land routes were crowded with convoys and fleets. The evacuation of several big nobles almost removed half of the city's wealth. The rest were fixed assets that could not be moved - farmland and factories...



"Her Majesty the Queen, Her Majesty the Queen..."

The witch Marilyn asked anxiously. The Snow Queen Catalina had been standing on the top of the mountain for more than an hour. She looked into the distance, and her eyes were filled with sadness and melancholy that she had not seen in a hundred years. The Southern Army was defeated, and the troops at hand were still good.

She fought against Rhodes's Northern Army, but civil strife broke out in Kislev City again. She ran out of time. If she chose to attack Rhodes' army, the outcome was uncertain. And when she faced the Northern Army, she

By that time, the city of Kislev was probably in chaos. The secret message had been sent, and the nobles fled in panic. If they did not go back, Kislev would be left with only an empty city.

Maybe there are other options? Let the defenders seal the city and station the undead army on the city wall. But have you reached that point? Maybe not yet. Catalina knows that as long as she goes back now, she can reach the base in three days.

Kislev City, sealing the city, and defending the city are far easier than field battles. Kislev City is not an ordinary city, it is the capital of this country, with up to three years of food reserves. The northern army moves south from the north, supplies

Transportation is very difficult. If they were to besiege the city, they could only besiege it for half a year at most. When winter came and the city was not captured, they had no choice but to retreat. Reason told Catalina that she should withdraw her troops and withdraw to the city. Defend this thousand-year-old city. It is ancient and

The tenacious city of Kislev is the spirit and symbol of this country. Even the great invasion of Chaos has not captured it. What's more, it is just a group of ragged northern barbarians now?

"Withdraw troops and return to Kislev."

On Gufeng Mountain, Catalina turned her head and spoke in a cold and feeble voice.



In Wharton Plains, rivers of blood flowed on the grassland after the war. The corpses of soldiers piled up in mountains. The thick smell of blood attracted hundreds of corrosive birds, vultures and various wild beasts. In order to prevent these corpses from being destroyed in the near future.

Resurrected and used again, Rhodes left some people behind and ordered them to burn all the corpses. He pointed his sword at the capital city - Kislev. There was not only the throne of the Tsar, but more importantly, his daughter -

—Dennis. Because of this war, he and Dennis were separated for seven years. Over the past seven years, the feeling of missing him has not diminished, but has become more intense. If there is anyone he dares not to see at this moment, I am afraid it is Dennis.

Now. Rhodes doesn’t know. He doesn’t know what his daughter’s expression and reaction will be when she sees him again. Will she be excited or sad? Or complain or resentful? Before he stands in front of his daughter, Rhodes doesn’t know. He just hopes it will be quick.

Go on the road and capture the city of Kislev.

However, before setting out on the road, there was one more thing to do. That was the funeral of the old lord Bertner. As the lord of Hearth City, Bertner participated in almost all northern wars. In the decisive battle with the Southern Army, the old lord

He took the lead and fought bravely, but eventually died in the hands of the Archmage Irene. This was the third northern lord to die in the entire Kislev civil strife. The dawn of victory was just around the corner, but the price of this victory was huge.

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[May the morning star guide your soul]

【When the dark night no longer scares you】

[The God of Death will accept you to rest in the kingdom of souls]

On a wooden frame piled up with branches and broken wood, the old lord was lying peacefully on it. Moorish priests were reciting eulogies, as heavy and lengthy as poetry. Ever since Rhodes allowed Moorishism to spread again in Kislev

Since then, Moore's pastors have presided over the funerals of thousands of soldiers and civilians. Although the public's attitude towards them cannot be changed immediately, they have become accustomed to it.

On the wooden frame, Bertner's cold body lay upright. When he died on the battlefield, his body was pierced by a frost spear, leaving a big hole in his abdomen. Moreover, his whole body was black with cold. In order to maintain dignity

During the funeral, the servants wrapped him in blankets and clothing to cover up the scars on his body. Two artificial eyes were covered on his eyes, and his hair was washed clean. The uncle was not wearing armor.

Turner is like a kind old man, not a fierce warrior.

The eldest son Jones walked slowly towards the cremation altar, holding a torch in one hand. There was not a drop of tear on his face. His father taught him from an early age that Hearth City needs lords like lions, not whimpering cowards. Jones kept his promise. He and his father were there

Fighting side by side on the battlefield, and now, it is time for him to transform into a real man. The eldest son will inherit, and he will become the new lord of Hearth City. This is understandable. The two younger brothers stood in the audience with complicated eyes. The one hidden behind the sadness

Emotions are elusive.

As the torch fell, the flames quickly ignited from under the cremation altar, and the thick smoke formed wrapped Bertner's body in it. A heat wave followed, and in the red firelight, the body of the old lord and old comrade-in-arms gradually burned.

The vultures screamed in the sky, as if resenting the disappearance of this delicious food.

Standing in front of the blazing fire, Rhodes felt solemn. Because Irene is not the only opponent, nor is it the last opponent. The Ice Queen is still there, the shooting army is still there, and the undead army is still there... even though they are far away from Keith

Rif City is only seven days away, but these seven days are longer than all the previous days.

The closer to the result, the more panicked he became. When staring at the flames, Rhodes seemed to see himself burning?...

(End of chapter)


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