This winter, the entire Principality of Bavaria has turned into a huge war machine. w Ww\QuANbEn-XiAoShUo/c om
The heart of this machine is the city of Lille.
Lille had long since ceased to be the spotless place it had been during the Grand Duke's wedding, and was now noisy, dirty, and crowded. There will be a strange smell in the cold wind.
Continuous convoys transported various urgently needed war supplies from the principality and allied countries to the city of Lille, where they were then accumulated, distributed and transported to the front line. The warehouses in Lille have already been filled with grain, dried meat, fodder, armor and weapons. The heavy carriages not only turned the snow into slush, but also crushed the road. Except for the urban area where the Grand Duke's Palace is located, the main roads in other urban areas are full of mud all day long. Crowded vehicles and people are pushing and yelling at each other, occasionally mixed with the cries of children.
War is not all romantic.
The first thing that makes the citizens of Lille feel this deeply is that the prices of all food and alcohol are soaring. The rich can still maintain their luxurious habits regardless of the soaring prices. But among the topics at the banquet, topics such as the price of a certain brand of red wine have doubled, and the whiskey of a certain vintage has been out of stock, etc. have begun to occupy a place.
Ordinary people truly feel the difficulty of life. They no longer thought about whether to eat better, but racked their brains to figure out how to fill their families' stomachs with limited silver coins. The price of bread has doubled, and cheese has gone up by almost the same amount. Cured meat with local flavor is already a sky-high price for them.
The harshest aspects of the war existed outside Lille. There was a large open space that was tightly fenced with a curtain.
There is a temporary morgue where the remains of soldiers are placed.
The morgue is so large that when more than three hundred corpses are placed in it, it can only occupy a small corner. The people guarding the morgue are all veterans with many years of experience. But every time they entered the morgue, they always had a look of unconcealable fear on their faces. No matter how outsiders asked, they refused to tell what was in the morgue.
The veterans who guard the morgue know that the bodies in the morgue are only the first batch. The war has just started, and corpses will continue to be transported here in the future. Just by looking at the size of this morgue, you can guess the upper management's estimate of war damage. That would be a chilling number to think about!
But these veterans are used to the blood on the battlefield. It is winter again, and the morgue does not have the stench and bloody smell that towers into the sky. For them, this should be considered paradise.
What frightens them deeply are the corpses that would not arouse their reaction at all!
Under the white cloth, there were more than a hundred corpses that looked charred. And there are more than a hundred corpses that are mutilated. Even the corpses with all parts intact can be seen to have been mysteriously torn into more than ten pieces, which were completely put back together later. Some corpses even have hands and feet that clearly do not belong to their current owners!
In comparison, normal corpses are really pitiful.
The veterans' eyes subconsciously avoided these corpses, and they didn't even want to think of them in their hearts, just because of the horror of the makers of these corpses!
Those are two taboo names, the Great Magister Yero and the Great Warlock Lhasa.
The incredible power of the Grand Mage is the nightmare of all soldiers. In the face of the terrifying magic that came overwhelming, even veterans who had experienced hundreds of battles seemed so small and helpless. They are completely unable to resist the power of the magic of the great magic instructor, and they are completely unable to escape the scope of the magic.
All they can do is wait for death to come and pray that it won't be too painful. Being able to keep a complete corpse is already a luxury.
The war between the Seven-Nation Alliance led by the Principality of Bavaria and the Rhine League finally started a month ago. In an impassioned declaration of war, the Grand Duke of Bavaria accused Louis IX of instigating the evil succubus Elesis to seduce Ofiloch and completely turn him into a devil! Whether as a devout supreme god Neither a believer nor a grieving father, the Grand Duke could continue to tolerate Louis IX’s sacrilegious behavior!
From this day on, the Principality of Bavaria officially broke away from the Rhine League and declared war on the League. What attracted the attention of the entire continent was that the Pope personally attended the expedition ceremony and blessed the first batch of soldiers who set off to the front line.
This is tantamount to a declaration of alliance with the Duchy of Bavaria!
This day is the first time in the history of the Church of Light that it has officially intervened in a secular war. After receiving this information, the major powers immediately began to evaluate the situation after the Principality of Bavaria annexed the Rhine League. In this war, no one is optimistic about the prospects of the Rhine Alliance. Even if the three empires confront the Church of Light head-on, the outcome is difficult to predict. What's more, the Rhine Alliance is only a second-rate power? After the Principality of Bavaria split away, it could only be regarded as a third-rate power at best.
When the war just started, all the nobles on the principality side were excited. They seized every possible opportunity to attack Louis IX, the ally of the dark devil, and tried their best to ridicule and satirize him, and then they were floating in the adoring eyes of the noble girls. , made countless declarations of victory against the heretics.
Large numbers of aristocratic children put on the most gorgeous armor, and through various connections requested to join the army to conquer the heretics. But what disappoints these passionate young people is that no matter what kind of relationship they are entrusted with, they will be rejected when they arrive at the Grand Duke's Palace. It was rumored that during the early stages of the war, the duchy would no longer conscript any nobles into the army, in addition to the existing army.
This rumor was like a spark that quickly ignited the anger of all the young nobles who were interested in earning a vote on the battlefield! They swarmed in front of the Grand Duke's Palace and demanded a reasonable explanation.
The battlefield is originally a stage for noble youths, and this kind of sure-win war is an opportunity that every noble will strive for. How can we keep them aside from such a grand event
It was Catherine who calmed the wrath of the passionate young aristocrat.
When the most beautiful woman in the royal capital appeared at the gate of the Grand Duke's Mansion, the noisy crowd immediately became silent.
Her elegant appearance is so perfect, and the noble temperament inadvertently revealed in her movements is the ultimate that the most elegant nobleman can dream of. Every tiny ornament on her body is either fashionable or elegant, and can completely become a model for aristocratic clothing.
In front of the blazing gazes of countless aristocratic young people, Catherine smiled slightly, and her solid and mellow voice once again made these young people crazy.
"Dear gentlemen, you are the youngest elite of the Principality of Bavaria, the cornerstone of the principality's existence, and the only hope of the upper class! It is actually the Grand Duke's painstaking efforts not to let you rush to the front line at this time. As we all know, there are people on the front line at this moment. Waiting for the public team is not only a powerful enemy team, but also a mysterious great mage!"
The young nobles became restless, and they all shouted that they would use their own blood and flesh to pave a road to the Great Magister! One of them must plunge his sword into the Grand Magister's heart and offer it to Catherine.
Catherine smiled sweetly and pressed her hands slightly to calm down the young people's enthusiasm.
"I have never doubted your loyalty and bravery! But you are the nobility, the principality, and the whole hope of the Grand Duke! You, the youngest elites of the Principality, cannot suffer unnecessary damage. Even if the Principality has a temporary setback, as long as We have left behind a fire, and one day our anger will burn throughout the pagan lands! Therefore, respectable gentlemen, do not sacrifice lightly! Hone your wisdom and sword skills, the war is far from over. , I guarantee that you will have enough opportunities to use your sword to win your glory in the flames of war!"
The young nobles heard this with excitement! They shouted wildly, raising their swords again and again.
After finally waiting for them to calm down, Catherine said gently: "But, respectable gentlemen, I have a small request! I beg you to come back from the battlefield intact; I hope to have such an honor and accept it. The trophies you brought back with your own hands!”
The grassland in the hearts of the noble youth was completely ignited by this spark!
Although they still couldn't go to the battlefield, their vanity and self-esteem were greatly satisfied. The passion and the most precious loyalty of the nobles also have a place to go.
Recognized as the most beautiful woman in the royal capital, the embodiment of nobility, elegance and perfection, Catherine Rochelio became the object of loyalty to countless young nobles on this day. The ancient spirit of chivalry is once again on the rise in the Principality of Bavaria.
The war has been in a stalemate for half a month. Although there are no dead soldiers in sight, batches of wounded soldiers returning from the front line have calmed down the excited nobles. Except for the St. James Cathedral where the Pope lives, almost all the chapels were filled with wounded soldiers waiting for treatment. Priests of the Church of Light use light magic to heal quickly and effectively, but a senior priest cannot use healing spells several times a day. These precious magics were used to treat the injuries of seriously injured soldiers and prevent them from getting worse. The work of recovery must be left to doctors who are proficient in medical skills.
The coalition forces led by Marshal Rochelio were firmly held back from the Maren Fortress of the Rhine League. In a tentative attack, the large-scale magic of Lhasa and Hierro easily sent the more than 200 soldiers at the front back to the arms of the Supreme God. The prudent Marshal Rocherio was no longer willing to attack easily, and just surrounded the Malen Fortress layer by layer outside the magic range.
The stalemate battle situation quickly caused the nobles of Lille City to lose their original interest and enthusiasm. The civilians have gradually become accustomed to wartime life, and they can already fall asleep amidst the noise of carriages and soldiers as usual.
At dawn, in the Grand Duke's palace, Catherine stood up from the large desk, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and looked in the direction of the Rhine League.
The door opened, and two beautiful maids walked in quietly. Each of them held a thick stack of documents and placed them on the pile on the left side of the desk. A maid picked up the reviewed documents on her right hand side and quietly exited the room. Another maid took a snow fox cloak and put it on Catherine.
"Mrs. Catherine, you must take care of yourself! Most people haven't gotten up yet, and you have already been working for two hours! Such hard work is not a good thing for your little baby!"
Catherine's face always has a noble, elegant and perfect smile, and she doesn't look tired at all. She stretched out her hand and gently pinched the maid's cheek. This very ambiguous and frivolous action became very noble in her hands.
"What are you afraid of? This child has the blessing of the Pope himself, and he is destined not to be an ordinary person! You have been following me for so long, don't you still know me? How can work make me tired? Without these, life will be better. It is real boredom! You see, in this direction, there are thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and countless people. Their fate will soon be in my hands. If I am happy, their lives will be happy; If I am angry, they will suffer hunger and fear! What a wonderful feeling it is!”
Catherine's eyes showed a rare look of enthusiasm, and at this moment, her reserve was completely forgotten. Her hands subconsciously grasped the maid's round and smooth shoulders, and her sharp nails dug deeply into the flesh. However, her gaze had already been cast into the distance, beyond the Rhine League, with no end in sight...
The maid trembled instinctively as she listened to Catherine pouring out her innermost thoughts.
Catherine noticed her strangeness, chuckled, and said softly: "Are you afraid of hearing too much? You are very good, you have never said a word carelessly, and you are timid, so you will not talk to them. Several of them are the same. How could I bear to lose such a lovely little thing like you? It’s so hard to find a good maid. It’s much harder to find a good maid than a brave knight! Moreover, you are really good to me, how could I not know? "
At this time, someone knocked lightly on the door, and a maid announced: "Lady Catherine, the Marquis of Tamaleton is waiting for your summons."
"Let him in!"
The Margrave of Tamaleton has served as the military assistant to the Archduke of Bavaria for twenty years. Now he is over fifty years old, with a short and fat build, and there are few hairs on the top of his head, which are shiny and shiny. At first glance, he looked like an old aristocrat who had drunk too much. But Catherine put on a perfect expression of reserve and respect. This respect was not false, but true respect from the bottom of her heart.
Tamaredon handed several pages of tissue paper to Lady Catherine, whom Catherine respected. I looked up all the information about Lord Ofiloch and picked out the parts that may be of interest to you. Take a look and if you are not satisfied with anything, I will prepare a more detailed one for you. "
Catherine frowned slightly, glanced through the pages, and raised her head and said: "Lord Tamaleton, I am very satisfied with your work. In fact, I can't find a better report. You have already told me Everything I want to know. By the way, your report said that the two Knights of the Round Table left the city of Lille with the remnants of the Knights of the Golden Lion?"
"Yes. The two Knights of the Round Table went to St. James Cathedral yesterday and should have met His Majesty the Pope. After coming out, they gathered the eighty-two living Golden Lion Knights and left the city of Lille. You know, in After the death of Lord Ofiloch, they announced their withdrawal from the public ranks and obtained the approval of the Archduke. Their departure this time seems to have received the tacit approval of the Pope, so I did not stop them."
"Which direction are they walking in?" Catherine frowned slightly.
"Towards the north, straight towards the Central Mountains. Lady Catherine."
Catherine pondered, her slender, crystal-clear fingers tapping the table very rhythmically.
Her fingers suddenly paused, and Tamaredon's heart immediately tightened.
"His Majesty the Pope's words... don't worry about it for now. You immediately mobilize a thousand elite knights, be sure to intercept them in front of the central mountain range, kill them all, and not let any of them enter the central mountain range, and then take their heads to report to me. "Even after giving such an order, Catherine's voice was still gentle and gentle, but Tamaleton could not help but feel waves of irresistible chills.
She scanned the report in her hand again and said softly: "This man named Rogge looks very interesting. Lord Ofiloch and the church attach great importance to him, and it's not without reason. I want all the information about him. , the more complete the better. Also, please help me make arrangements. I want to see Kate in the afternoon. Franco is currently in Sellersburg, right? Find a way to inform him. I hope to see him here the day after tomorrow. he."
The Marquis of Tamaredon took out a small notebook, wrote down Catherine's instructions one by one, and then left.
The maid outside the door spoke softly again: "Mrs. Catherine, Lord Fiore wants to see you."
Catherine's razor-sharp eyebrows slightly raised, and she finally said: "Invite him in!"
When the door opened, a figure appeared in front of Catherine like a whirlwind. His voice was low and sweet, revealing surprise and pride that could not be concealed.
"Catherine! The goddess of my dreams! Since the day I saw you, my love for you has never changed! Can you feel the fire in my heart! It is this fire that made me live in three months I have made a miraculous breakthrough in my heart! Look, I am already a Templar! In just three months, I have improved my fighting spirit by a whole level! This is completely the power of love! Do you believe me now? Are you in love!?"
The visitor couldn't help but hugged Catherine suddenly and kissed her fiercely on the lips.
Catherine's lips were soft and smooth. She resisted nothing and allowed Fiore's hot tongue to penetrate her mouth. But the coldness on her lips and tongue quickly cooled Fiore's boiling blood.
Fiore let go of Catherine at a loss. He wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it. Under Catherine's cold gaze, this young man who was a genius in martial arts lowered his head involuntarily.
Fiore is very tall, with a handsome face that carries an evil charm, and his long brown-black hair is tied behind his head by a black ribbon. He was one of the Pope's bodyguards and had recently qualified as a Templar.
"Dear Mr. Fiore, I know what the title of Templar means, and I also know that it is a miracle to have level 16 fighting spirit at your age. But if you want to subdue a woman like me who does not understand martial arts, , you don’t need any fighting spirit, just relying on your arm strength is enough! You are His Majesty the Pope’s right-hand man, I have forgotten what happened just now. Now, if you are not prepared to take any further action, can I ask you to go out? "Catherine's voice was as cold as ice.
Fiore was completely at a loss, his pale lips trembled, and he suddenly knelt in front of Catherine!
"My goddess! Please don't be so cruel to me! I dare not ask you to forgive me for my rudeness just now. I just ask you to give me a chance to serve you! Please give me this chance, and I will prove that I am right. Your love! It will definitely happen! You can’t find a more loyal knight than me! No matter what, please don’t close your heart to me forever!”
Catherine hesitated, but when Fiore saw that things were changing, he immediately swore desperately.
Finally, Catherine sighed softly. When I am in trouble, I will ask for your help. Is this okay? "
The ecstatic Fiore was afraid of making Catherine unhappy again, so he immediately took the opportunity to exit the room.
Seeing Fiore's figure disappear at the door, a slight smile appeared on the corner of Catherine's mouth. But then the smile disappeared, and the room was suddenly filled with the vague smell of blood, which made her stomach feel a little uneasy.
The maid's voice also trembled with fear: "Mrs. Catherine, Lady Kate is waiting for your summons!"
Kate walked into the room very different from half a year ago. There was a lot of vicissitudes to his face, and his hair was hung casually, obviously without any modification. Several crisscross scars added a lot of murderous look to his originally handsome face.
Strangely, one stream after another of bloody smell couldn't help but emerge from Kate's old armor, which was full of scratches.
Kate stood far away at the other end of the room and said calmly: "Dear Lady Catherine, I am truly sorry. I have killed too many people, and I cannot control this strange bloody smell. I hope it will not make you too angry." Unpleasant. Do you have any orders for summoning me, an idler?"
Catherine frowned slightly, stood up and walked towards Kate. With every step he took, the smell of blood became stronger. By the time she was one step in front of Kate, the smell of blood was as thick as substance. It was thick, cold, and slippery, making Catherine feel uncomfortable all over. But her face just turned pale and returned to her perfect smiling expression.
Kate's eyes flashed with surprise, then turned to respect. He bowed, and Catherine could see that this time it was true respect.
"How long have you been idle in Lille?"
"Since the old Knights of the Lion Heart and the Knights of the Golden Lion were disbanded, we have been idle and getting some pay. In this one-sided war in front of us, the people above will not let us take the credit." Kate was very straightforward. After staying in the cruel Lion's Tooth Camp for a long time, he no longer wanted to cater to the ideas of any powerful people.
Catherine walked up behind Kate, gently touched the scratches on his armor with her hand, and suddenly asked: "Do you think this war is one-sided? I need to know your true opinion!"
Kate was stunned, thought for a moment, and then replied: "Although the Rhine League has two great magisters to help, it still cannot resist our attack. The stalemate in front of us is only temporary. But after the Rhine League fell, the real Only then will the enemy appear. At that time, the real war will begin. As for who our enemy is and what the outcome of the war will be, I am in a low position and cannot see that far."
Being able to see this is already a genius. "
Catherine turned to Kate again. She stood so close that Kate could feel the orchid breath of her breath.
She raised her hand and gently touched the scar on Kate's face, and her icy fingers were like mercury flowing on his cheek. Kate suddenly felt a little hot in her heart.
Because of this bloody aura that was so thick that it could not be broken away, no woman dared to approach him, and Kate was happy to be immersed in the world of fighting spirit and military strategy alone. On a cruel battlefield, for knights like them who charge at the forefront, the stronger they are, the greater the chance of coming back alive.
Kate's heart beat a little faster. At such a close distance, Catherine's beauty was unusually shocking. What's more, she was the first woman to completely regard his bloody aura as nothing.
Kate immediately thought of the Grand Duke of Bavaria and pushed all distracting thoughts out of her mind.
Catherine seemed to sense the change in his heart, retracted her hand, and asked: "How many knights are there in Lion's Tooth Camp?"
Kate was a little surprised. In the past, Lion's Tooth Camp was often referred to as either trash or monster, and the honorable title of knight had nothing to do with them.
"One hundred and fourteen more, ma'am."
"Very good! From now on, all the crimes of the Lion-Tooth Knights have been forgiven, and they will be your personal guards from now on. And you, from today on, are Baron Kate and Colonel Kate. There will be a thousand new The Lionheart Knight is at your command. These appointments will be issued this afternoon, and you will go out tomorrow to report to Marshal Rocherio and obey his orders."
Kate thought for a moment and asked, "Madam, do you have any special requests?"
"I would like to see the head of either of the two great magisters."
Kate remained silent, and after a moment she said: "Madam, I am only 10% sure. I hope you don't have too high expectations."
"Yicheng has exceeded my expectations. But remember, you must come back alive." Catherine's voice was soft and gentle, like falling rain.
Kate said no more, he bowed deeply to Catherine and strode out.
After the sound of Kate's heavy footsteps completely disappeared, Catherine clapped her hands, summoned her maid, and said lightly: "Go and prepare warm water. I have an upset stomach and want to vomit."
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