The Holy See has begun to build their kingdom of God.
The king confirmed this.
In the last port city that the king needs to deal with in person, a spy who was too late to pack himself up was received by the king.
He was an overseas agent sent by Legrand to Blaise.
And the only one who managed to return to Legrand.
At the beginning of the new year, the king ordered the recall of a group of overseas spies who were in contact with Blaise Ferry III. But only today did such a person return to Legrand, and the others were intercepted and killed on the way.
The surviving spy handed a letter sealed in flame to the king.
Trust the Blasey expeditionary force who negotiated with the king, General Carl. The content of the letter was very brief. After the king read it, he looked at the spy in front of him: "How was General Carl's situation before you left Blasey?"
Mr. spy recalled carefully: "There is no difference from the past. He is also responsible for the coronation of Ferry III. However... General Carl's butler has changed two new ones."
The housekeeper has replaced two new...
"Go get what you deserve." The king nodded slightly, "and the rest."
The spy saluted and went out, avoiding the others.
The king put the letter on the table.
The coronation of Ferry III began before the agents returned. The time comes shortly after Legrand was attacked by the Plague Swarm, the Northern Rebellion. And Ferry III wrote this secret letter through General Carl, conveying the message that he was not controlled by the occult baptism of the Holy See's coronation.
this is a good news.
As long as the real monarch of Blasey is not under control, then the Holy See wants to seize Blasey and establish the state, a war cannot be avoided.
But it's also bad news.
With the cautiousness shown by Ferry III when he contacted him earlier, he would not directly let General Carl, who was close to him, hand over the letter to the Legrand spy. It was all too easy to reveal - it meant that the occult did not succeed, but the papal corps still had a great deal of control over the capital of Blaisey.
General Carl's butler changed two successively... All Ferry III pro-party people were under surveillance.
"The Kingdom of God..."
The king gave a cold laugh and threw the letter into the fireplace.
If he guessed correctly, when Legrand's spy overcame various difficulties and successfully returned, Blasey on the other side of the Abyss Channel should have also been caught in the flames of war.
The House Chief will be ready to return to the Rose Palace.
The plague in the southeast was already under control, and at this time, according to the draft order, the lords had rushed to the meeting point from all over the country with their knights. At this time, the "Legrand Transportation Department" previously established by the king was coordinating the transportation of grain and materials.
The merchants who were unable to trade at sea because of the blockade also received tasks assigned by the royal family at this time.
The boats that had been moored for a long time were rowed again. Under the coordination of the Ministry of Land Transportation, the merchants fulfilled their obligations and transported materials to the north at the fastest speed through inland shipping.
When the king returns to the Rose Palace, the preparatory work is almost complete.
"Let's go."
said the King to the House Chief, who had come in to ask for orders.
He wasn't even going to wait for dawn.
The night was dark.
On the tallest tower in the city, a figure stood quietly.
Ordinary people can't stand in such a high place unharmed in such a cold wind, and he is indeed not an ordinary person.
The cold wind blew the devil's black dress, and he held a black umbrella in one hand. Ever since he invited the king to hell, he seemed to have been carrying this umbrella with the sword hidden with him. These days, he has carried out the king's orders to clean up the plague in a small area along the southeast coast. He seems to be very busy, and he has never appeared in front of the king.
However, at this time, he stood here silently, but it showed that things did not seem to be like that.
It seems that he no longer needs to go to every location to open the gates of hell as he did at the beginning.
All the birds parked around the tower disappeared, and the little birds who usually hid under the warm eaves were more sensitive than humans. The devil stood here, so the surroundings were silent.
The devil watched the king's carriage drive away in the heavy snow, to go to the war that belonged to the monarch.
He held a crimson rose in his hand as usual.
"You are as stubborn as ever."
The devil seemed a little worried, and he held up the rose in the direction where the king left.
"I won't be able to follow you for the time being, then..."
"Good luck."
After speaking, he bowed slightly and turned into a group of black butterflies.
The black butterfly that seemed to be shattered by the wind flew into the sky like a mass of black mist, followed the strong air current, and quickly went in the direction of Blasey. When the Holy Court was about to establish a country on the other side of the strait, the devil who belonged to hell stepped into the future kingdom of God.
He went to retrieve something that was supposed to belong to the king.
after all…
He once told a little lie to his dear king: there is no fate line, there is no so-called destiny that originally belonged to Purlan.
because-
Those were the fate of the king, another fate.
…
Northland, Newcana Castle.
The rebel army surrounded the royal castle.
The rebels who carried out this siege were well equipped. At this time, on the battlefield outside the city, tall and heavy trebuchets were pushed onto the battlefield. The soldiers shouted and turned the winch, slowly lowering the empty end of the boom. The man with the axe cut the rope.
The wooden winch turned rapidly, the trebuchet creaked, and the end loaded with the weight fell heavily. At the same time, with a huge whistling sound, the boulder was thrown high and smashed into the towers with perforations on Newcana Castle.
Who the hell is responsible for the design of Newcana Castle!
He almost wanted to arm the castle to the teeth, so that he could be a hedgehog - fortunately, the castle is still some distance away from completion, and the tower on the north side is now only a prototype.
Otherwise, they can't expect to capture the castle in a short time.
When the rebel general was cursing at the castle, he would never have imagined that Mr. Designer, who he wished to arm the castle to his teeth, was standing on the city wall at this moment.
"What the hell is a designer doing on the city walls!"
The commander blocked the rubble falling from the top of his head with a shield, and dragged James, who was almost killed by the boulder, to a safer place.
When the soldier told him that James had also climbed the wall, the commander was almost mad at this guy.
Right now, the boulders are whistling, and the defenders of the city and the towers may be crushed to death at any time. Is he here as a designer? ! Are you dying
While spitting out the sand in his mouth, James grabbed the pen and quickly wrote and drew on his own drawings: "There is an error in design and actual combat! Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you make more appropriate changes... This tower The location is not reasonable enough.”
The commander snatched the pen from his hand and threw it out.
Boom, another loud noise.
Everyone standing behind the protective wall felt the vibration under their feet. Several boulders hit the city wall. The commander cursed and glanced out of the city through the spy hole. When the trebuchet continued to launch boulders, the enemy had already rushed up like a tide, and a tall siege ladder was pushed onto the battlefield. , quickly approaching the city wall.
With the oppression of the trebuchets, the enemy had already planned to forcibly capture this place from the weak point of the castle.
Seeing that the tower had pushed through the trenches that were filled in yesterday, and the top of the wall was about to turn into a battle of hand-to-hand combat, the commander didn't care what to say to James. He points two of his own soldiers.
"Take this guy to me! Throw him in the back channel!"
The commander said.
At this time, someone came up with hot oil and poured the hot oil onto the wooden ladder that was resting on the wall. The commander took the lit torch from the person next to him and threw it towards the tower.
The flames wrapped around the siege ladder like a snake from top to bottom, and the enemy standing in the ladder waiting to fight howled and fell from the air.
"Take him away!"
The commander dropped the shield, grabbed the bow, and started shooting the enemy.
"I don't have the money to hire a second designer for the king!"
The air is filled with the smell of burnt wood, the strong smell of blood, the smell of burnt human flesh... The sky is full of smoke and dust, and the flames of war permeate the air. There was another loud noise, and a tower next to it collapsed, and even the soldiers in the tower were drowned in the megalithic ruins.
The castle is unfinished and won't last long.
The commander held up the shield, but was still grazed by a rubble across his cheek, and the blood was gushing down, and he licked his own blood.
He waited for the second tower to fall.
But the expected collapse did not happen.
"It's reinforcements!"
"The reinforcements are here!"
"Reinforcements are here—"
Cries of joy spread over the city walls, and the soldiers cheered.
The commander was taken aback for a moment, he looked up and looked out.
Horses galloped, iron hooves trampled the ground, and the snow was blown away like smoke and swept into the air. In the smoke and dust of the white snow, the scarlet king's flag surged like a raging tide, with iron armor, scarlet and silver torrents coming from the horizon in people's field of vision.
This cavalry was like a blood-colored whirlwind that swept across the earth, approaching the battlefield in an instant.
The rebel army stopped the siege of Newcana City, and quickly shrank and gathered, wanting to meet the sudden cavalry.
The sound of arrows breaking through the air.
Those were Legrand's most elite longbowmen, and they took the lead in attacking the enemy after they got into range.
"defense-"
The battlefield is changing rapidly, and the person who was on the offensive side at the last moment has become the prey of others.
Yes, prey!
The cavalry that came with the Scarlet King's Banner formed a crescent-like battle formation, surrounding the rebels outside Newcana. After these cavalrymen in iron armor arrived on the battlefield, they did not take any rest and launched a charge directly, giving people the feeling that this was a tyrannical beast, and the rebels were the prey under its fangs.
The iron armor is vertical and horizontal, and the blood splashes, just like the king's flag that is unfolded fiercely.
"who is it!"
The rebel general tried his best to organize a counterattack, but the enemy came suddenly and attacked so quickly that his army had been swept away by surprise, and was now being trampled by the enemy.
Who is in command of this cavalry? !
What kind of person would lead such a murderous army
A warhorse swept across the battlefield, and wherever it passed, all those who blocked it were beheaded. The knight was like a long knife on the battlefield, blood splashed on the knight's armor.
He rushed to the front of the city on horseback, and slashed at the rebel general with a sword.
At that moment, the rebel general saw the ice blue eyes under his helmet visor.
At the moment of losing consciousness, the general of this rebel army knew who was leading the cavalry.
The snow is still falling in January.
There was still fire burning, and the bodies of men and horses in the snow were staggered and piled up, and the rebels retreated north. The cavalry who came to support did not pursue, their armor was covered with blood, and they gathered together with the king's flag high.
The commander standing on the wall gave the order to lower the drawbridge.
At the forefront of all the cavalry, the knight who killed the rebel general took off his helmet. The wind blew his silver hair, and he was as cold as iron.
The commander recognized him.
That is the lion of the empire.
Duke of Buckingham.