Victor Charles II dismounted from his armored horse and looked around. This impregnable fortress had now been turned into ruins. Thick smoke rose from the collapsed buildings and floated high into the sky.
The corpses of orcs, goblins, and Bretonnian soldiers were everywhere, covering every narrow road in the fortress and under every ruined wall. The air was filled with a thick smell of blood.
Under the protection of the Holy Grail Knights, King Charles II went to the innermost level of the fortress, which is inside the mountain of Oka Mountain. The greenskins dug a huge cave here as their base camp. It was like a dwarf's banquet hall. Different
Yes, it was excavated and built by the green skins. It is just a cave without any decoration. If there is any decoration, it is the animal and human skeletons hanging on the rock walls on both sides of the cave, as well as the various captured
Weapons. And the throne of the green-skinned leader is directly a small bag made of skeletons.
The air in the cave is suffocating. Even though the green skin here has been cleaned up, the stench in the air is still difficult to dissipate.
Standing in front of the skull throne, King Victor Charles remembered the battle that took place here a few hours ago. The Holy Grail Knights used their bodies as shields to cut a bloody path among the Black Orcs. In the end, the Black Orc Warlord
He was killed in the melee. In this way, the Bretonnian coalition forces conquered the last black orc hall.
Thinking of this fierce battle, Victor Charles couldn't help but feel excited. The Bretonnian knights captured this almost indestructible greenskin fortress. This great victory was enough to be written into history. From then on, there was no one left in Bretonnia.
A large-scale greenskin gathering place. Thinking of this, King Charles II was filled with pride.
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The celebration banquet was held on the ruins of Oka Mountain. There were not many sumptuous delicacies, and some were just the last meat rations after the rapid march. The hunters had no time to go hunting, so King Charles II ordered a banquet to be held in honor of
Warriors and heroes in war.
Under the night, the torches in the camp flickered with orange-red flames. In the Thirteenth Duke's camp, thousands of torches were connected together, like a burning city of fire. Talinnam walked out of the tent and came to the open space.
, breathing fresh air.
For him, the tent was too depressing and dull. The king's knights were addicted to false victories. Glory? What is glory? When soldiers sacrificed their lives, it was not to defend the country or their families, but to
When it comes to satisfying a certain ruler's great joy, such a victory is meaningless and worthless to Talinnam. Talinam firmly believes that if Lord Bertol is still alive, he will definitely oppose this war like himself.
war.
Bertolt... When he thought of this, Talinnam felt lost again. It was this selfless old lord who brought him to Bretonnia, and it was he who led him to grow up. Without Bertolt, he would be nothing.
Talinnam vaguely remembered what Lord Rhodes looked like back then, and remembered his oaths and conduct. However, times have changed, and he has not heard from Lord Rhodes for almost ten years. Looking up at the stars, Talinnam couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and there was no one there.
Unexpectedly, the common people of Kislev who were in dire straits and were transformed into a lord in the land of Bretonnia... This experience itself is a legend.
"He is a tyrant! Bloodthirsty and cruel!"
"But he is still your king!"
... There was a small quarrel in the distance. Looking in the direction of the sound, Talinnam could vaguely see two tall figures wandering among the woods. The moonlight stretched their figures, like giants.
.
"I would rather not have such a king! Does Bretonnia definitely need a king to rule?!"
The sharp roar penetrated the woods and reached Talinnam's ears.
This familiar yet unfamiliar voice... Is he Duke Tancred? No... the voice is a bit thin. Duke Tancred's voice is low and hoarse. The voices of the two people in the woods are obviously not deep... they are like a
For brothers, it's like a father and son quarreling over something.
Talinnam heard the content. It was probably that one of them was also dissatisfied with the bloody battle on Oka Mountain. However, the other one kept comforting him. As a result, the contradiction continued to intensify.
"Nonsense! This is necessary! Do you want to go against tradition and violate your oath? When you came of age and swore to become a knight, you had already sworn allegiance to the king! This is an undoubted fact!"
The quarrel came again...
"But Victor is not a qualified king at all! Look at this battle, how many soldiers shed blood on the city! For such a barren hilltop? There is no farming here, no minerals, and not even much military value. Victor is just for
Personal merit, such a great achievement, launched this siege battle, but it caused so many unnecessary sacrifices of Bretonnians. My brother is also your son! He also died in this battle! The tragic situation when Edmund died you
I also saw him being trampled into a pulp by giants! His bones were unrecognizable! And you, my respected father, are here to persuade me to continue to be loyal to this bullshit king?!"
The quarrel became louder and louder, and Talinnam even heard the stakes involved. One was the father, the other was the son, and they were both Bretonnian knights. At least they were at the level of knights of the kingdom.
"Then what do you want me to do? Lead the knights in the territory to resist Victor?"
The silence lasted until the young voice sounded again——
"The knights will support us!"
"Joke! The knights are loyal to their lord, and they also swear loyalty to the king. The Lady of the Lake blesses the king. Do you think they will follow you? Take up swords and rebel against their king? This is tantamount to breaking their oath! Breaking them
faith!”
The sound gradually died down. Until two tall figures emerged from the woods. With a quick glance, Talinnam and the two of them looked at each other. And the emotions of doubt, caution, and even fear had spread among the three.
.
The two of them didn't know if Talinnam heard the conversation between them, and Talinnam also didn't know if the other party was suspicious... If they were worried that they would report or reveal something and become murderous...
It’s not impossible…
He just passed by the young knight, his eyes full of hostility...
Under the night, the campfires spread thousands of miles away...