Medieval Empire Soldier - Chapter 175

The restless night just passed. After the little episode, Lailun and his group continued their journey in the early morning.

“It seems that the soldiers at those outposts respect you very much, and several of them waved at you vigorously.” Yurika said in a erratic tone on the way.

on her hunting horse, behind the saddle hung the head of the necromancer Ulrich and half of the ebony staff used to prove his identity, and the necromancer’s body was burned to ashes.

“It’s normal, who doesn’t want a strong person to protect him?”

“Haha~~ Maybe this necromancer will follow you all the way, it’s not impossible.” Eureka sat on the horseback, as if recalling something: “I’m interested in hearing about the lurking Dracoval. A group of fallen wizards in the Great Forest? Lailun?”

“.certainly.”

“Let’s talk about the Dracowald Forest first. Even lowly farmers know that the big forest is a paradise for beasts and forest orcs. No one dares to walk alone in the big forest, but in fact, Dracowald The distribution of forces within the forest is very complex, not only beastmen and orcs, but part of the forest is called the ‘Forest of Shadows’ by our witch hunters, a dangerous area tainted by necromancers.”

“Most of the records of the Black Forest in the history of the empire are about the issue of animal disasters, but in this large forest, which occupies almost 70% of the area of ​​​​Midden, the threat of the undead exceeds that of the beasts to a certain extent. The Knights of the Winter Wolf under the Church of Mu’s Uric are a special force dedicated to guarding against the Forest of Shadows.”

“The owner of the Forest of Shadows, the necromancer Dieter Hellsnicht, this name has always been the pain of Midden and Nordland, and it is also a stubborn disease. The necromancer built in the shadow forest. A castle, shrouded in black magic, so well hidden that the witch hunters who have been looking for him for so long have never found it.”

Eureka went on to say: “Our Elector, Boris Todbringer, at the beginning of his accession, ushered in the first battle of the battle of Beekhoven, a **** battle between the living and the dead. The army of the undead led by the corpse in the tomb, the outlaws and the fallen who surrendered for destruction, numbered as many as ten thousand, and rampaged in the northeast of Middenheim, and the Elector of the White Wolf was in an emergency within three days. The army of Middenheim was gathered, numbering only five thousand, and he mounted his horse, raised his leg-biting blade, and fought with countless valiant warriors to defend Middenland.”

“It must be a tough battle.” Lailun could imagine the difficulty of the battle.

Each battle where less wins more is an epic victory worthy of praise.

“Elector Boris won the first battle, he dispersed and disperse Dieter’s advance army, but the elector soon realized that he destroyed only a small part, the situation began to reverse, the necromancer Di With the power of crypt demons, giant celestial ghosts and bat wolves, Tel pierced through the army formation of the elector. Killed, divided, and heavily wounded, the provincial army was defeated, and they had to withdraw to the Black Column fort, sixty miles north of Middenheim, and could not hold it.” Eureka continued, as if she were there Like a bystander on the battlefield, his tone was calm. …

“After stubbornly resisting for two days, the fortress suffered huge casualties and at the same time destroyed most of Dieter’s Tomb Guard Corps and the Black Knights. The support from all over Midden has finally arrived. The White Wolf Knights Group Chief Axel Wiesenberg led all the White Wolf Knights, Uric’s Guardian Army, etc., to come to support, Axel’s detour turned the tide of the battle, and he brought Uric’s anger and fear. In the frost of winter, Dieter’s undead army was defeated, and the White Wolf Elector also bravely launched a counter-charge in the battle, and duel with the necromancer one-on-one.”

Lailun nodded again and again: “The relationship between the Elector Boris and the White Wolf Knights is very good. No wonder Axel will lead all the White Wolf Knights to support. Since it is a one-on-one duel, then the Necromancer Di Ter should be slashed, we have all witnessed the power of the Elector’s Holy Sword.”

Got a banquet at the White Wolf Castle. At that time, the adopted son of the elector, von Tugenheim, held the blade of the elector’s holy sword and bit his leg, and the scene of Tzeentch’s chosen warrior was vividly remembered.

“Yes, melee combat is by no means the strength of a necromancer. He is stronger than Nagash, Lord of the Undead. Wasn’t he still knocked down by my Lord Sigmar?” Eureka nodded and continued: “Dan Di The reason why Ter has been able to live all the time depends entirely on his subordinate, Ameler Kyle, one of the former Knight Commanders of the White Wolf Knights, a powerful and unparalleled blood dragon knight.”

“Blood Dragon Knight…” Lailun couldn’t help but be speechless.

This is comparable to the Holy Grail Knights, and even surpasses the name of the former Blood Dragon Knights, like thunder.

“Emile Kyle, a warrior who once swore to serve the wolf **** Uric in his life, he has experienced hundreds of battles. At the peak of his strength, even the blood dragon knight who survived for hundreds of years was killed, but in the end he was no match for the years. The erosion not only wears down his body, but also wears down the hero’s edge and fighting spirit…” Eureka sighed: “What a sad, sad and common situation, I have seen it in the empire Too much.”

“The hero is too late, Aimille Kael is unwilling to accept the fate that he will spend his life in the Great Temple of Uric, and will no longer be able to fight on horseback. And won the respect of the blood dragon ancestors. After that, Ameler escaped from the Great Temple and contacted Abrash, asking him to transform himself into a member of the blood dragon knight. disappeared without a trace.”

Eureka said in a cold tone: “Everyone thinks that Ameler is already dead, and five years after disappearing, the evil deeds of a blood dragon knight spread across the empire, and Ameler challenges all kinds of powerhouses in the old world. , and also tried to go on great hunts again and again, but when he started hunting all kinds of creatures, he felt that challenging people was less important, and he began to challenge again and again to hunt giant beasts: including wyverns , griffins, trolls and many other monsters in the mountains and deep forests…”

“In the end, Ameler, like all vampires, couldn’t get rid of the excitement of blood thirst. On a stormy night, the former Knight Commander of the White Wolf Knights burst into blood thirst. He slaughtered an entire village, more than 120 people. People are killed by his hands.” . . .

“Afterwards, Aimille Kyle killed the pursuers, fled into the Forest of Shadows, and became a subordinate of the necromancer Dieter, as well as the executioner and champion warrior of the necromancer.”

“So, did Boris lose that match?”

“Well, but it’s not a shame that he lost, and the blood dragon knight didn’t kill him. The Elector Boris delayed precious time, allowing the white wolf knights to destroy more enemies, forcing the necromancer to flee back. Forest of Shadows.”

“Misery and setbacks can always temper a warrior.” Lailun sighed.

A day later, Lailun’s territory arrived.

A road sign standing on the edge of the forest pointed out the direction for the group of Lailun.

Since he became Baron Draco, this territory has undergone earth-shaking changes. Tall canals lead the river to the farmland on the field, and buildings are built. The towns that have begun to take shape have become more and more prosperous. , the land has become more densely populated, and the thick smoke from the oak town can be seen from a distance.

A large amount of newly cultivated land extends south from the tall stone walls of the town to the frontier of the Barony, and has a new owner. The wheat waves of the autumn harvest have already been harvested. In the boundless wilderness, several large oval granaries are crowded around. the farmer who turned in the grain.

The villages built on the edge of the forest are in full swing. Several villages that originally had only a low fence and twenty or thirty low wooden houses have now built reassuring wooden walls and expanded to the surrounding area.

The bustling caravan drove on the wide straight road to Oak Town, entering and leaving the territory belonging to Lailun. Carloads of goods were transported to the various provinces of the empire, and the wood elves brought a truckload of food and tools. Leave with the dwarf-forged utensils and weapon armor.

The beginning of the autumn harvest heralds the coming of winter, when the elves need to rely on their own strength to protect the Lauren Loren Forest, they need to prepare early, and Laelun, a reliable trading partner, will undoubtedly greatly reduce their burden. burden.

“Compared with the last time, your territory has prospered a lot.” Eureka sat on horseback and looked around: “I finally want to understand what makes your territory different.”

“What is it?” Lailun asked with a smile.

“Energy.” The witch hunter said succinctly: “The difference from what I’ve seen in Kislev, Nord Kingdom, and other northern provinces is vitality.”

“Only by creating a safe environment can the people under your command have a stable life, and they will live with their hearts instead of letting them always face the threats of dark creatures, outlaws, etc. Just imagine, if you were a peasant woman, Would you be willing to farm safely in a remote village full of robbers?” Lailun smiled and explained to Eureka with an example.

Leron thought for a moment, and before he left, he arranged for Pittman to collect taxes, the temporary Baron to handle the internal affairs, Nicas Francis to manage the military, and two Sirs Gavin Clinton and Hector Goetz to help Francis, the security of the entire territory is unexpectedly good.

The team he left behind is enough to operate the entire territory. This is the phenomenon that Lailun is most willing to see. In the future, he will never go out to fight less often. Having an entire team running can greatly reduce his worries. …

“Of course, a large population means the complexity of beliefs and the possibility of spreading corruption, so I need you and your witch hunters to help me deal with these things.” Lailun immediately gave up thinking, he didn’t need to worry too much about it : “When you get to Oak Town, are you going to see the prepared place? Or… wait?”

“….” A blush flashed across Eureka’s face, and she nodded lightly.

“Huh?” Lailun didn’t understand what she meant, so he grunted: “Just a question, why are you blushing…”

A whirlwind whistling in the sky caught the attention of Lailun and his party.

A dwarf rotorcraft with upper and lower propellers, rotors on both sides, a dwarf burst gun at the front of the fuselage, painted with blue and white background, it drags a series of black tail smoke, from the direction of Oak Town. Flying towards the place where Lailun was, the restless roar of the engine caused the group of horses to lose their grip.

“This is… a dwarf rotorcraft???” Eureka held the reins and controlled the warhorse with superb riding skills, obviously it was not the first time she had seen such a thing.

“Huh?!” Lailun shouted in confusion, he raised his warhammer and at the same time comforted the somewhat frightened warhorse: “咴咴~~”

“Ahahahahaha~~~” A hearty and rough laughter sounded so familiar.

Lailun looked intently, and a short and sturdy figure fell under the dwarf rotorcraft. His arms were so strong that he could firmly hold the rope in the whistling wind of the rotorcraft. Fell to death in the middle.

On the straight road leading to Oak Town, Lailun and his party were not the only ones. The merchants who came in and out were also taken aback. They raised their heads and looked at the iron objects flying in the sky with fear and curiosity.

The gyrocopter whizzed past the group of people at a low altitude, and made a big circle in the sky. The short and stout figure who fell below suddenly screamed in panic. After a while, the gyrocopter hovered over Lailun again. Above the head in front of the group, the short and sturdy figure hanging under the fuselage shouted upward: “Stop! Stop! Stop! Kag-Wala! Granny’s anvil, I really want to give you a hammer! Let go! I go down! What did I say? I said too high!

”

Lailun and Eureka looked at each other, and then a long-bearded dwarf in a starched leather coat and a large cloak jumped out of the air about two or three meters above the ground: “Ah! Mr. Lailun, a good friend of the dwarves, You come back spicy!”

“Patriarch Langone?!” Lailun stared at the long-bearded dwarf in amazement. The young baron was shocked by Langone-Stonehelm’s appearance, and the only response to him was the long-bearded dwarf’s smug laughter: “Hehehe ~~I didn’t expect it, Mr. Lailun, during your absence, we spent a lot of effort to come up with this thing!”

“Ha, Mr. Lailun, welcome back!” While speaking, a dwarf engineer wearing a dwarf goggles helmet and a warm plush lapel, Kag-Wala, the patriarch of the Bronzebeard clan, controlled the dwarf gyrocopter to hover. In mid-air five or six meters from the bottom, the helmet couldn’t hide the smile that almost reached his ears.

Lailun was stunned on the spot, he thought for a moment, just wanted to say something, then closed his mouth, and finally the young baron had to take a deep breath and praised: “Patriarch Langni, Engineer Karg, you… Well done!”

“Hahaha~~~” After receiving Lailun’s approval, the two long-bearded dwarves laughed out loud.

It turned out that they saw Lailun in advance, so they flew over here. After a brief welcome, Langoni-Stone Helmet returned as he came. He grabbed the rope hanging from the rotorcraft again, and laughed loudly in front of everyone’s eyes. Returning to Oak Town, leaving only the startled eyes and the roar of the rotorcraft engine along the way: “Dududu—”

“This” Lailun looked at the slender tail smoke left by the rotorcraft, and was speechless for a long time.

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