Just when the two sides were at war, the ancient and heavy city gate of Drehem opened, and a Swadian royal guard rode a fast horse and shuttled under the gate, raising his arms and riding his horse, while shouting: "Man! Lord De wait a minute! Lord Kant has an order!" He rushed to Mande and several Swadia royal guards.
Mande glared at the death knight in front of him, and the knight's sword was still pointing forward, and he shouted: "If there is anything, let me kill this ignorant skeleton first, and then listen!"
"That's it, my lord. Your lord has an order to summon the Death Knight to discuss important matters." The royal guard of Swadia replied.
After hearing this, Mande glanced at the death knight with disdain, "Hmph! You are lucky this time, so I will spare your life for now." He turned his head and ordered to the guards: "Come on! Take off his weapon, give I'm tied up!"
Two fists are no match for four hands, no matter how resentful the death knight was, he was still subdued by everyone when he resisted fiercely. Then the guards took out another hood to cover his head, tied his hands behind his back and escorted him to the hall.
"My lord, brought by the death knight."
"Well, step back." Mande bowed and retreated respectfully to the side of the hall.
"The death knight is here, and I have lost my way. Please forgive me for not taking good care of it. I don't know, what is the matter with the knight coming?" Kant sat in a high position and looked down at the "honored guest" standing in the center of the hall. Leaning back in the chair, he asked casually.
"Bah! What qualifications do you lowly ants have to ask me! If you are sensible, don't hesitate to dedicate the sun disc to me. He will wait for me to open the lost city, but he can consider keeping you, a lowly commoner and those of you. Damn slave, you have a way out!" Even though he was tied up and brought into the palace, the death knight still held his head high and uttered nonsense.
"The death knight is worthy of being a noble descendant of the sun god. This courage is indeed higher than ordinary people. But you say that I am also a lord after all, and I am so obedient to respond to requests. I don't feel good about it. In this way, I think the knight is a Cool man, then I won't make so many detours with you. You might as well tell you the truth, the soldiers and horses of Drehem have already assembled, and they will fight north when I give an order. You have worked so hard. The Lost City will also fall into my hands. At that time, it will not be something that can be resolved by saying a few words like this now. But as long as the knight cooperates well, and when all the dust settles, what the knight wants, I will take Dreher I promise you the status of Lord Mu. What do you think of this condition knight?" Kant didn't pay attention to the death knight's high-spirited talk, but first slowly threw out his own conditions, and then patiently waited for the other party's reply.
The death knight seemed to have heard a big joke, sneered, and then yelled at Kant emotionally: "You are just wishful thinking! Just because you want to get the lost city! Want me to bow down to you, It's ridiculous!"
"Since the knight wants to eat the penalty wine instead of the toast, I will naturally not force others. However," Kant finally put away his previous casual attitude, and his expression changed suddenly. "The knight may not be able to get out of my Drehem today."
"What? Are you going to kill people to silence your mouth?" The death knight heard Kant's words, and there was a trace of contempt in his raised voice. "Oh, you are indeed a lowly low-level person. The leader of the dignified party has no credibility at all, and he is so rude to the foreign envoys!"
Kant seemed to turn a deaf ear to the death knight's verbal attack, digging his ears. "Hey, the knight's words are wrong. I talked to the knight in a gentle voice, but the knight yelled at me and even humiliated me. What is my dignity in front of my subordinates? Please forgive me. I haven't seen such a person for a long time. You're a stupid person." His tone changed, as if he was finally too lazy to do those unnecessary superficial efforts to tear off this fake face, only to hear Kant say with a cold face: "Come on, take the death knight down and put him in a prison. 'Hao Sheng' entertains distinguished guests."
"Damn inferior people, lowly ants! How dare you treat my Sun God descendant so rudely, I assure you, you will definitely pay for it! Damn..."
No matter how the death knight struggled, the stern words echoed in the grand and majestic palace, and the echoes knocked on the thick palace wall one after another, creating a strange atmosphere.
Kant completely ignored this, watched the scene of the death knight being escorted away, narrowed his slender eyes, rubbed his left hand unconsciously, and paced back and forth in place, "What's wrong?"
Was the death knight's visit to Drehem just when the battle was about to start just a provocation, to show how stupid he was? No, not right. He must have wanted to spy on me, Drehem, because knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to win every battle. But, what method is he going to use to convey information to the outside world
Immediately, the young lord sat back on the throne and issued an order in a cold voice: "Call all the commanders and go to the ruling hall to discuss."
"Yes, my lord sir"
In a very short time after the order was issued, several commanders hurried into the executive hall, waiting for the Lord Lord's order.
Kant sat on the main seat, and several generals sat on the left and right.
"Mande, prepare the materials needed for the battle, prepare sufficient food and fresh water to ensure the good operation of the rear of the battlefield." The soldiers and horses did not move, and the food and grass went first. Whether it is generals, soldiers or war horses, chariots and animals, they have to eat to live and fight. Reserve resources play a vital role in a war, and it is also an important link that must not go wrong, so Kant attaches great importance to it.
"Yes, Lord Lord." Mande accepted the order with a respectful expression.
"Bundak, strengthen the drills of the soldiers, don't relax, and prepare for the upcoming battle."
"Yes, my lord." Bandak nodded and accepted the order.
Kant then turned his head: "Bestur, what happened to sending scout soldiers to explore the resource terrain and spy on the enemy's military deployment?"
"Lord Lord, everything is ready, we have the general information, and I will show it to you later." Bestur replied.
"Well, okay, by the way, inform the people in the city of the news of the war, and strengthen the security and stability maintenance work in the city to prevent fires in the backyard." Kant knocked on the table and mentioned emphatically. The base camp plays a key role in the war. Soldiers are fighting the enemy on the front line, and the backyard must be safe.
"Yes, my lord."
Kant nodded, then straightened his expression, his eyes became deeper, dark as if a storm was coming, rolling in his eye sockets. Said in a deep voice: "Get ready, three days later, march into the lost city!" Kant knew that this decision was a crucial decision, both for him personally and for his main mission. This was a grand war, and it was also a war that must be won.
(end of this chapter)