Chapter 533 In fact, I am your 5000-character chapter!
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In early March, Lawn and several dukes were meeting at the Chinese military tent outside Richard's Castle to discuss the new military situation.
"Theodoric is on his way here. He made an appointment for us to meet near Bucklin Castle, 30 kilometers away in five days. It seems that this old guy is not willing to be a spectator." He held a bottle in his hand.
In the letter sealed with Theodoric's ring, Duke Hagen of Gisoleaux said with a smile: "It's just that he said in the letter that he lacked manpower and hoped that we could send someone to meet him."
"Theodoric also wants to join the war?" After hearing this, Duke Fourcade of Montfort nodded repeatedly: "I think it is possible. Even if he doesn't have many people, he himself will be a powerful combat force if he joins us. This
The old pervert probably wants to redouble his sins, and rely on this to get Her Highness Morgiana to let him out, right?"
"Theodoric is an excellent warrior no matter what, and of course we welcome him to come and help us." Duke Aldreeld nodded repeatedly: "But we may have to advise the knights to hide their maids.
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"Hahahaha!" There was a burst of joyful laughter in the tent. Even Kalad, who had the most serious face, couldn't help but smile. It was a fact recognized by the kingdom that Theodoric had a bad reputation. The Duke had gone too far.
Here, all the nobles would receive him respectfully and hide their wives and maids. It was jokingly said in the kingdom that even mares and female donkeys were not allowed to be seen by Theodoric, otherwise they would be in danger.
As for Theodoric's support, everyone really didn't think much about it, because there was precedent for this matter. Knights often carried out atonement expeditions, and Theodoric himself also participated in the Battle of La Messenel Monastery.
appeared before.
After laughing a few times, the tent fell into silence again. Aldreeld said anxiously: "I don't know how long we will spend time here with the undead, or I will take the people to fight with Theodoric."
Meet?"
After all, the Duke of Lyonnais was still too young, and he showed some irritable expressions inadvertently.
The change in his expression was easily caught by Lao En, and the Kingdom Regent also had an extremely restless reaction in his heart. He took a deep breath and shook his head.
Just like Mathhubard, Lawn is currently in a dilemma. After thinking about it, he felt that it was useless for Duke Aldreld to stay here: "Then Aldreld, Fourcade,
You should take your people to meet Theodoric."
"Then let's do it." Forcade nodded in agreement.
After a brief meeting, the two dukes left with an army of two hundred men, preparing to meet Theodoric at the agreed place.
"Next, we must start the next step of the plan." Seeing Aldreeld and Fourcade leave, Lawn continued: "This war has been going on for more than half a month. Now we will take a break for the time being.
When Duke Theodoric arrives, we must unite as one, and with the help of the strength of the imperial brothers, we must destroy Mousilon's poisonous snake Mashubad and his undead army as soon as possible!"
"What's the status of the refugees now?" Raun then asked his lieutenant Leones.
"Not good, my Duke." Leones sounded very painful: "The refugees in Leonese are disgusted with being away from their hometown for a long time. They also feel... some discomfort with this kind of life. They want to go back.
Home, for this reason the army has had several conflicts with the refugees. My Duke, I suspect that there are some forces or even undead infiltrated among the refugees, but we cannot catch them one by one."
Kalad also frowned after hearing this.
After the Battle of Richard's Plains, the number of refugees from more than 17,000 was reduced to more than 13,000. The remaining refugees showed signs of being intolerable to the long-term war and long-term minimum rations. Various
The riots never stopped, but the knights could do nothing to stop it.
If you want the refugees to stop rioting, or demobilize them to return to the principality to work in agriculture, or to increase food rations, Lao En can't do any of them now. Food supplies are already very scarce. It is definitely impossible to increase the rations for more than 10,000 people. Demobilization is just a matter of time.
Even more impossible.
In today's war situation, the only option is to persevere until Mashubade is completely defeated.
Ten days later, late at night, in the central camp of the Brittanian army.
On an early spring night, it was bitingly cold and the cold wind was howling. The land of Musilon was still as corrupted and degraded as it had been for hundreds of years.
Raun was lying in his tent. Even though it was already late at night, he still didn't fall asleep. The Knight of the Holy Grail was extremely energetic and he only needed four hours of sleep a day.
Lawn was thinking about some strange situations he had encountered recently.
Yesterday, Duke Aldreeld and Duke Fourcade came back. Surprisingly, they did not pick up Duke Theodoric. According to them, Duke Theodoric met the greenskin tribe on the road.
, in the hurried battle, he and his men were repulsed by the greenskins, so they gave up coming to support.
But Raun always felt a little strange, especially since Aldreird and Fourcade wore helmets the whole time. They simply said what happened and returned to their tents, and their voices were particularly hoarse.
Raun instinctively felt that the state of the two dukes after leaving once was a bit strange, but he did not hesitate to ask. Raun increased his vigilance. He ordered the one thousand knights, knight retinues and two thousand serf infantry directly under him to forget about it.
Even at night, you cannot take off your armor and sleep, so you must be ready for battle at any time.
At this moment, Lawn heard a slight noise outside the tent.
What was the knight doing at such a late hour? Raun was surprised. He casually put on his clothes, then picked up his sword, the Sword of Crona, and shouted outside: "What's going on? It's so late,
What are you doing?"
"My Duke, things are in trouble." A response came quickly from outside. Lawn's lieutenant, De Lyones, walked in from the outside. He was fully armed and had fiery red hair, which was unusual in Britannia.
Many people suspected that this Holy Grail Knight came from the mysterious Obion Island in the north, which was shrouded all year round, but no one dared to question Leones because the other party had already won the lady's recognition.
"What's going on?!" Being disturbed like this, Lao En couldn't sleep anymore. He kept asking: "What happened?"
"They are refugees!" De Leones pointed in the direction outside the camp, and the Holy Grail Knight cursed: "Damn refugees! They gathered to make trouble!"
"Gather together?" Lao En quickly set his sights into the distance.
Thousands of refugees are pushing against the gate of the military camp outside the camp. These people are emaciated and malnourished. Their terrifying eyes emit a strange blue light in the night. They hold torches and spears in their hands.
Sticks and pitchforks crowded at the gate of the camp, shouting, cursing, and roaring.
Crowds of people continued to gather in front of the camp gate, demanding an increase in food rations.
"Porridge! Porridge! It's been a month! Just give us porridge! We need more!"
"We want to go home! We want to go back to farming!"
"Old Bob is starving to death! It's all because of your porridge!"
"We are not your piggies!"
The refugees frantically attacked the wooden gate of the camp with crude weapons in their hands. There were dense noises and firelight from the wooden fence and camp gate.
"I tell you! This is impossible! It is the greatest mercy for us to give you food to eat!" A kingdom knight stood on the sentry and shouted loudly. He shouted towards the tide of refugees full of disgust: "If you are smart,
If you click, go back immediately! I can forgive you, otherwise I will order the arrows to be fired!"
The refugees were silent, as if they had lost their last hope and fell into deathly silence.
Raun looked at this scene from a distance. He shook his head sadly and said to Leones beside him: "We have delayed it for too long. We must fight Mathubad as soon as possible and then settle down on the spot.
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Before he finished speaking, a bolt of blue lightning suddenly shot out from the group of refugees. The kingdom knight who had just been scolding was hit by the lightning and turned into a twisted mass of flesh on the spot.
All the guards were shocked by this turn of events, and they all froze there.
I saw a few flags suddenly raised among the waves of refugees.
The flag is made of human skin, and the patterns on the flag are made of human bones.
Lawn was the first to recognize the pattern of the flag, and he immediately drew his sword.
"Octagonal emblem! Chaos flag!!!"
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"
After hesitating for two seconds, the guards realized that the refugees had been corrupted! They had become minions of Chaos!
It was too late, the door had not been closed in time, and thousands of refugees rushed directly into the camp. Faced with such a shocking scene, the serf guards and knights in the darkness simply couldn't help themselves in the chaos.
There was no response, and they were almost immediately attacked wildly and almost collapsed.
Raun immediately summoned his servants to reorganize his army and prepare for a counterattack, but just as he was giving orders, the wind of death came from the south.
The earth stretches towards the iron-grey horizon, with swamp water on the soft brown soil, some blown-out trees huddled around, and the deep sky is set off by darkness.
In the distance, the undead army has appeared in the south of the military camp. The first thing that appeared was a large group of dire wolves. These drooling creatures couldn't wait to taste a delicious meal. Following the dire wolves was the Black Knight Legion. These undead
The knights plan to have another showdown with the Brittanian knights.
The three bloodthirsty bat wolves easily smashed the wooden walls of the camp. Behind the bloodthirsty bat wolves were the undead monster legions, and then three skeleton warrior legions and two tomb guard legions later joined the battlefield.
The Brittanian camp was instantly overwhelmed by the attack of the undead. These undead were slaughtering mortals crazily. In the huge chaos, the knights and serfs were defeated, especially the serf infantry regiment directly under Lawn.
These infantry are different from the infantry under Ryan. Many of them rarely eat meat and suffer from night blindness!
Under attack from both sides by the undead and the followers of Chaos, Lawn's army collapsed at an unimaginable speed. The entire camp was falling at a speed visible to the naked eye. The refugees who had been corrupted by Chaos and the undead were besieged and unable to react.
The Bretons, when Raun finally gathered a small wave of troops, he found himself surrounded!
Flames, smoke and blood enveloped Lawn's military camp. The tide of undead and the minions of Chaos were devouring the last few places of resistance. Many dead people were resurrected and became puppets of the undead. No matter how their companions in life called,
They all slashed their weapons at their compatriots.
The sound of slashing, screams and roars echoed through the camp.
Mounting his war horse and raising his lion lance, Raun roared at his men: "Damn it! This is impossible! Why are the refugees collectively corrupted by Chaos? And the undead army came from Aldreeld and Ford.
They came from the direction of Erkad’s camp! How could they do it? How could they pass through their defense zone silently!? This is impossible!”
"My Duke! This is not the time to think about this! We must rush out!" Holy Grail Knight De Leones shouted to Raun: "We must break out! Rush out!"
"That's right! Rush out!" Despite his doubts, Lawn ordered loudly: "Come out!!! Knights! For the lady and the king! For Britannia!"
"Duwu~duwu~" Jared, Ryan's valet, blew the lion's horn, and the deep voice echoed in the camp. The magic contained in the loud horn sound made the entire army in the camp begin to regroup.
, Raun's previous vigilant orders were useful after all. After the undead broke through half of the camp, the remaining soldiers fought back resolutely and resisted.
At this time, the remaining 600 knights and knight retinues in the camp gathered around Raun. Under the leadership of Raun, they began to charge towards the weak point of the undead defense, trying to break through.
The undead were well prepared for this. A large group of skeleton warriors and zombies squeezed the narrow roads in the camp, hindering the charge momentum of the knights. These undead creatures used their bodies and rotten flesh to delay the impact of the knights.
, leaving them no room to charge.
But at this time, Raun showed his strength. The lion lance in his hand was burning with golden flames. He was invincible wherever he went. No enemy could stop his charge. The thick undead front was almost broken.
After charging several times in this way, Lawn finally found a breakthrough as he wished.
The minions of Chaos were attacking each other and entangled with the undead army at that location. Relying on his personal bravery as an arrow, Lawn led the remaining more than 500 cavalry to continuously attack the encirclement of the undead.
Seeing that the encirclement was about to be broken, an undead cavalry appeared in front of Raun. This was a group of undead cavalry mixed with a group of black knights and a small number of blood knights. The leader of the black knight wore a cross helmet with a viper pattern on his head.
He wears black cursed armor, holds a serpent sword in his hand, and rides an undead war horse that spits fire and brimstone.
This group of undead cavalry came face to face with the Brittanian knights in a steel collision. Hundreds of knights and undead fell off their horses on the spot. The bloody battle stimulated everyone's senses.
In the chaos, Raun and the black knight opposite him met, and the two sides started a fierce duel. The Sword of Corona in Raun's hand and the Serpent Sword in the hands of the black knight clashed in the air several times, and they could not tell the difference.
Victory or defeat.
Feeling the power coming from the sword, Raun knew that the strength of the person in front of him was not inferior to his own. He stared closely at the opponent's face behind the cross helmet and shouted angrily: "Mahubard! I know you! You
Once a glorious Knight Errant of Connet!"
"Yes, so what?" The Serpent Sword in Mathubad's hand swung around quickly and rhythmically, clashing back and forth with Raun's Kurona Sword.
"What made you change from a glorious knight errant to what you are now?!" Raun waved the sword of Krona back to the attack posture. The sacred blade flashed in the strange gloom, and the sword gave off a dazzling light.
The bright light suppressed Mathubad's power. The Duke of Connet, the regent of the kingdom, and the Holy Grail Knight Lawn screamed in pain: "Tell me, why on earth, you betrayed chivalry and betrayed this country.
?!You weren’t supposed to be like this!”
The Sword of Corona and the Sword of the Serpent clashed here, and the sparks scattered illuminated the darkness of the night.
"Why?" Mashubade's voice gradually changed, and Musilon's viper tone contained hatred that penetrated into his bones. He stared closely at Raun's handsome face, his goatee that became messy due to the battle, and his hair.
has his eyes.
Mousilon's Viper repeated the question: "You ask me why?! Lawn-Leo Cornish!"
After finishing speaking, Mahhubard reached out and took off his helmet, revealing his pale and handsome face under the helmet.
Raun looked at Mahhubard's face, and his face suddenly turned pale, because Mahhubard's face reminded him of a person.
A sad woman.
The female serf used to work as a laundry maid in his family's summer house. She was very beautiful. Mahhubard was as beautiful as the laundry maid, no, exactly the same!
"No, it's impossible!" Lawn murmured to himself, his face was so shocked that at the critical moment of the duel, he froze.
No, he won't remember it wrong. He will never forget the look of that woman after she knew that she and her child were taken away and abandoned in the wild. Those sad eyes were once Lao En's nightmare, and he will always remember it.
"Have you remembered?" Mathhubade's handsome features had been squeezed into a ball: "Have you remembered!!!"
"I betray chivalry, just like you betrayed my mother!"