"Lord Cusius, I didn't expect you to be involved in this ambush."
Earl Evan sent off his brother and the army going north, turned around and smiled at a middle-aged man in a white mage robe:
Cousius seemed reluctant to dwell on the topic, but responded flatly: "I just happen to be at the right time."
Of course, Earl Evan couldn't be fooled by such words, but he didn't ask too much.
The ambush against the Black Cavalry obviously involved multiple forces. Earl Evan felt that he had to go back and ask his father in person to find out the truth of the matter.
However, looking at the wounded soldiers gathered around, Earl Evan couldn't help frowning tightly.
At this time, he also clearly knew what a terrible price his brother had paid to ambush the Black Cavalry Army.
Of the 200,000-strong Pegasus Legion, 30,000 were killed and 50,000 were injured, and another 20,000 deserted under the black cavalry's crazy counterattack.
In other words, the Pegasus Legion at that time had already shown signs of defeat. If the Black Cavalry Army hadn't shed the last drop of blood, the victory of this ambush might not have belonged to the Eastern Territory.
In addition, eighteen knights died in battle, including a fifth-rank knight!
Such a tragic price was exchanged for the destruction of the Black Cavalry Army.
Earl Evan didn't know whether it was worth it or not.
Only now did he understand why his brother insisted on continuing to lead the army northward.
The ambush at the right time and place turned out to be a disastrous victory. If Marquis Vincent returns to Bailu City like this, his reputation will definitely be discredited.
The Duke of St. Pros will not easily let go of this son who has damaged more than half of the Pegasus Legion.
Earl Evan suddenly felt that Marquis Vincent's trip to Silvermoon City this time might not be smooth sailing.
Sighing, he didn't want to worry about his brother any more, turned his head and said to the herald officer, "Let's set off."
"yes."
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Half-elf palace.
After the knighting ceremony, the banquet officially began.
Colin dealt with it casually for a while, surrounded the half-elf nobles who flattered him, then dismissed them, and walked up the spiral staircase to the second floor by himself.
The cool night wind blows into the empty palace, making the quietness here contrast sharply with the liveliness downstairs.
Colin walked a few steps forward, and saw the beautiful figure leaning on the balcony.
Tonight's Vera is wearing a pink rose crochet skirt. The length of the skirt is about ten centimeters above the knee, revealing a pair of slender legs.
"It's the first time I've seen you wearing stockings." Standing behind Vera, Colin said in an appreciative tone.
Vera turned her head, smiled at Colin and said, "This is given to me by Queen Aisha."
Because there is no chemical material such as nylon, silk stockings in this world are generally made of silk and cotton silk.
The silk stockings produced in the half-elf kingdom have always been very popular among noble women.
"Well, it suits you very well." Colin nodded and praised while tasting.
As if unable to bear Ke Lin's burning gaze, Vera stretched out her hand shyly to pull down the hem of the skirt.
But obviously, it's kind of futile.
The youthful attitude of the girl made Colin's heart beat faster.
Taking a few steps forward and standing side by side with Vera, Colin looked at the stars in the night sky and asked with a smile, "Why are you here alone? Is the next banquet boring?"
"It's a little bit." Vera nodded, with a slightly melancholy look on her face.
Colin seemed to understand something: "Sick of home?"
After hearing this, Vera turned her head to look at the man beside her.
Ke Lin's warm eyes gradually made her feel at ease, and she said with a smile, "It's a little bit."
"Don't worry. Marquis Garcia has led the black cavalry to pick us up, and you will be able to go back soon."
"Yes." Vera nodded, very well-behaved.
But Colin's next words almost made the girl's heart jump out of her throat.
"After I go back, I will ask the Duke to marry you."
Vera didn't speak, and didn't dare to look at Ke Lin, but her fair face was covered with red clouds in an instant, extremely bright.
"I... I heard... the person who killed the previous king that night was called the 'Winged Knight' by everyone..." Vera shyly changed the subject abruptly.
Colin found it funny as well as being funny.
"Really? 'Winged Knight'? Sounds pretty awesome."
"Then do you know why knights grow bat wings?" Vera was relieved to see that Colin didn't continue the topic, but also felt a little lost.
"Maybe he's also a druid." Colin resolutely told the reason Earl Evan thought up for him.
"Druid? But hasn't the inheritance of this profession been cut off long ago?"
"Who knows. Maybe it's not completely cut off."
Vera nodded thoughtfully: "Then this 'Winged Knight' must be a half-elf. After all, druids need elven blood to practice."
"should be."
Colin suddenly felt that Queen Aisha could arrange people to deliberately guide this topic.
In this way, everyone would look for the Winged Knight among the half-elves and not turn suspicious eyes to Colin.
He can also use this winged knight's identity to do some things that are not convenient for him.
At this moment, Colin suddenly heard light footsteps behind him.
Looking back, I saw Queen Elsa standing there in a costume.
"Viscount Angelet, Miss Vera, I didn't bother you two, did I?"
"of course not."
"That's good. I came up to inform you two that the Black Cavalry Army is about to arrive in Silvermoon City."
"Really? Is Uncle Garcia coming soon?" Vera exclaimed with surprise.
"Yes, the Silver Moon Guard patrolling outside the city has encountered the outpost of the Black Cavalry Army and sent back a signal."
"Then let's meet him at the gate of the city." Colin said and strode out.
…
Although it was approaching midnight, the top of Silvermoon City was still lit up like day by countless torches.
Colin, Vera, and Queen Aisha stood side by side at the gate of the city, and the guard of honor behind them also formed a formation.
After a while, the ground began to tremble slightly.
Amidst the sound of rumbling horseshoes, a thin black line suddenly emerged from the darkness and continued to spread towards Silver Moon City.
This familiar sense of oppression made Colin completely at ease.
But it didn't take long before he frowned.
Because, he smelled a bloody smell.
Moreover, as time passed, as the Black Cavalry Army approached Silvermoon City, the smell of blood became more intense.
Queen Aisha also realized something was wrong, and turned to look at Colin: "Viscount Angelet, something seems wrong."
Colin pursed his lips and did not speak.
Vera's face also became a little panicked, as if she wanted to say something, but when she saw Colin's face sinking into water, she swallowed her words immediately.
Finally, the Black Cavalry Army came to Silver Moon City and began to slow down slowly.
At this time, the people who greeted them could see clearly what this army looked like—almost all of them had blood on their bodies!
Moreover, the quantity is wrong!
The 50,000 black cavalry army is definitely more than the size in front of us.
An ominous premonition enveloped Colin's heart, making him feel cold all over.
Under the surprised and uncertain eyes of everyone, a blood-stained knight stepped out and came to the gate of the city.
"Doo beep, beep la la—"
The half-elf guard of honor unexpectedly played the welcome music, but was stopped by Queen Aisha's sharp eyes.
The Logue knight came to Colin and the others, got off his horse, took off his helmet, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly in a choked tone:
"Miss Vera, Viscount Angelet, the main force of the Black Cavalry was ambushed in the Shadow Canyon, and the Marquis Garcia was in deep siege... Life or death is unknown..."
Wow—
The bad news made Colin dizzy for a while, and he couldn't believe his ears.
Marquis Garcia was ambushed
How can this be
And it's still in a place like Shadow Canyon
With Marquis Garcia's cautious combat style, how could he rashly lead his army into the canyon, a deadly place that is extremely dangerous for cavalry, without careful investigation
Forcing himself to calm down, Colin asked: "How did you encounter the ambush? Why didn't you investigate clearly in advance?"
"The Marquis of Dawson has rebelled! He deceived the Marquis of Garcia and led the Black Cavalry into the enemy's trap!"
"Frank Dawson?" The image of a dwarf suddenly appeared in Colin's mind.
At the same time, a thought could no longer be suppressed in his heart—could it be that the Marquis of Dawson was ordered by the Duke of St. Hilde to betray the Marquis of Garcia
If this is the case, I am afraid that from the very beginning, the Duke of St. Hilde was plotting against himself, the Marquis of Garcia!
Using Silvermoon City as a bait is to completely eliminate the unstable factor of the Black Cavalry Army, so that there will be no more noise in the northern border.
"How many of you are left now?"
"Eight thousand!"
"Eight thousand..." Colin looked heavy.
"Colin, uncle..." Vera was also panicked at this time.
Colin held Vera's little hand, not only to her, but also to Knight Logue, and solemnly promised:
"Don't worry, I will avenge the Black Cavalry!"
(end of this chapter)