Proof of the Sun King

Archbishop Vikma - the Resolute, or the Resolute, the Heartless or something, he himself is not very so-called, awakening from the aftermath of the war.

He almost forgot the beginning of the war, the process and the result, all he remembered was that after the Chaos army had collapsed and retreated, he had checked the seal and restored it to perfection.

However, the price is still huge. The Grand Priest carefully reached out and touched his face. There was flesh and blood burned by Chaos weapons. Just the touch of his fingertips made the Grand Priest cry out in pain. It was hot and scorching hot. The electric current stimulated his nerves, and radiated to his whole body. The countless wounds in the long battle seemed to be burning. Vicmar cursed at Charlemagne and tried to get up.

It seemed that he heard his screams, and someone came in quickly from outside, it was Cardinal Wimer von Gregorich, the white robe with gold trim on the cardinal's splendid body was now full of stains and stains. Bloodstained, the armor inside the robe was tattered, and the cardinal limped: "Your Highness?"

"Where are we?" Vekmar still faced his subordinates with a grim and indifferent expression, even if it made his wounds feel more painful.

"We are now fifteen kilometers away from Tarabeheim." The cardinal's voice sounded tired, and Vermeer said: "We got the manor owner here who is willing to take us in... One night, we I gathered some soldiers and monks as much as possible, the number... not too many."

"Why are you in charge? Where's Pushlock?" Vekma said coldly.

"His Excellency Cardinal Pushlock is dead."

"What about Pretell and Conze? And where's Marco Gedek?" There was some confusion in the head of the Grand Priest, and he regretted it almost as soon as he said it. General Pretell and Cardinal Conze He should have known that he died in battle while advancing without authorization.

But the great priest did not correct his mistakes, because he would never make mistakes. As always, he stared at his subordinates with cold and harsh eyes, waiting for the answer.

"All died, General Pretell and Bishop Conze were killed in the attack, Bishop Marco Gedek was hit by sorcery and axe on the counterattack, and none of us found his body. , but there are several soldiers who could swear they saw it with their own eyes," Vermeer said solemnly and sadly.

One cardinal was killed, six of the twelve cardinals were killed, and the rest of Vicma were no longer interested in learning about it.

"Where's Alfred?" Wickma asked the question he cared about: "Alfred Damian Wayne?"

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant for a while, Weimer opened his mouth, and in the cold eyes of the great priest, he couldn't help but swallow a saliva: "That, my majesty, didn't you see it with your own eyes?"

Vekma's mind was confused, he vaguely remembered a scene he saw with his own eyes at the end of the battle. On the battlefield like a nightmare, with the death of the Chaos Warlord, the Chaos army was rout. At this time, Alfred But he got entangled with a Chaos Egg. When it was extremely critical, he took out a fire gun to interrupt the Chaos Egg's move to swallow him. fell into the river.

"We searched along the river for a while, but didn't find his body. If His Majesty thinks he is still alive, we can..." Weimer tried to say.

"Enough!" The grand priest's furious roar shook the beams of the roof, and a large cloud of dust fell: "If this is Alfred's fate, then let him embrace the fate of death in battle! This is a necessary sacrifice, For three thousand years, human beings have come here like this! It is an honor to die in battle! We will not send people for this! I have lost enough!"

"...Yes." Vermeer was roared with gold stars in his eyes, and the cardinal whispered: "Your Majesty, everyone is waiting for your next order and caring for your safety, and...we are looking for The doctor, he prepared an ointment for you."

"No need!" The high priest opened the cardinal's hand, and his rage came faster than lightning: "Faith is the best weapon against injuries, Charlemagne is on top! I know my injuries myself! "

Walking out of the manor, the army of the Church of Justice is stationed here. The sky is black as ink, and the biting and twisting cold wind blows from the north. Although the snow has melted, the floor is still frozen as hard as steel, not far from the manor. The forest seems to be opening its mouth to face the remnant army. Outside the manor are rows of linen cloths neatly lined up, and inside the manor, people are moving, and almost everyone has different sizes on their bodies. Many people lost their arms and legs, and many people were on crutches or moving with assistance. Many people were lying on stretchers and on the ground. After a brief confirmation, they were covered with linen and carried. Go outside the manor.

There are still more than 1,000 people left in the army of the Righteous Church, including about 500 active troops, more than 400 lightly wounded and more than 200 seriously wounded.

That's all there is to it.

But it doesn't matter, the soldiers died, the monks got what they wanted, but there are still people in the empire, the successors of those bishops and knights who died in battle will be chosen, the lost armies will be rebuilt, and chaos The war will never end, at least today, they are the victors.

"Clean up the general's flag and raise your head!" The high priest's voice was stern and ruthless, echoing throughout the camp, "Don't be discouraged, we are the victors of this war!"

"We will return to the city of Charlemagne victorious!"

"Yes!" Inside the barracks, a neat roar sounded again.

However, just as the high priest was speaking to the army, the doctor who had been waiting for the call to apply ointment to the Archbishop of Wekma slipped out from the back of the manor in disappointment.

Are you victors?

what!

I am the only victor in this war!

Manfred von Carstein couldn't help but smile.

Of course, this huge Chaos Legion was brought by Manfred von Carstein from the Chaos Wasteland in the north.

Through this chaotic army, Manfred has figured out the way of the high priest's use of troops. Archbishop Vicma's use of troops is ruthless, hard, fast, fierce, accurate, with a clear goal and full of vigor, and he fights to the death. The ferocity of the fight, the great priest does not care about casualties and the feelings of the army, but only cares about whether the goal can be achieved. It can be said that it is an extremely fierce command style.

This is the great priest's advantage, but also his weakness. Manfred has already figured out that Vekma's command is more than brave, lacks control, and is excellent in strategy. When it comes to the implementation of specific tactics, the great priest often cannot control those Incomparably fanatical ascetic monks, so they often focus on all-out offense and strong fights, and do not like to leave a reserve team for themselves to attack and fight hard.

After figuring out the commanding style of the great priest, Manfred knew that it would not be difficult to catch him. The last vampire Count couldn't help showing a happy expression again and again, but thinking of his covenant with Arkhan, Manfred I couldn't help but feel angry and cursed.

In Manfred's point of view, Arkhan is a piece of garbage, a fool, a retard, with so much power, but in the end he only knows how to be a dog to Nagash!

Although he is also an undead, Manfred believes that he is different from the undead. He is different from the Lich King Arkhan who only knows how to be a dog for Nagash, and he is different from the blood dragon ancestor who only knows how to pursue martial arts. Able-Wallace is different from Nefrata, the blood ancestor of Lahmia, who only knows how to pursue a life of pleasure and luxury, and Usoran, the blood ancestor of Strigg who has lost his humanity and turned into a beast, and who only knows how to study The Nikolachi of Magical Mysteries is different.

He is different from Manfred. The ability of the undead may be large or small, but as long as he has the spirit of ruling the world, he is a noble two-five, a pure two-five, a moral two-five, and one has escaped A low-fun Twenty-five, a Twenty-five who benefits the entire von Carstein family.

Ancestors, grandfathers, lineages, fathers!

Blood ancestor Vlad von Carstein!

Rest in peace, I, Manfred von Carstein, will make up for your failure in the last step of the siege of the imperial capital in the Vampire Wars, and I, Manfred von Carstein, will inherit Sylvania Ya becomes the only master here, and I, Manfred von Carstein, will be crowned Eternal King at the Imperial Palace in Brunswick!

Manfred gradually faded his disguise, and the Vampire Count was already thinking about his next plan. He knew that the covenant between him and Arkhan was fragile and dangerous, but in the current bad situation, he could only temporarily and Arkhan first. Han formed an alliance to see if he could get the most benefit from the resurrection of the undead master.

In fact, Manfred knew in his heart that the current situation is not particularly good for the undead. If there is still enough room for operation and enough troops in the Empire, then there is almost no water in Brittany. The needle can't be inserted. After many failures, the Kingdom of Knights is now a monolith, so there is no way to capture Morgiana, the witch of the lake god.

Different from the great priest, the command of Knight King Ryan Macado can be said to be a real master of strategy and tactics. In many wars, Manfred has also figured out the characteristics of Ryan's command, that is, accurate judgment and boldness, but It is more of endless whimsy. After determining the battle plan and formulating the tactical policy, it is not rigid and has strong adaptability. It is especially flexible in investing in the reserve team and concentrating superior forces, and when it is necessary to fight for life. Ryan will be brave, sharp and tenacious in person.

Ryan's weakness is that he is prone to worrying about gains and losses in command. He always hopes to be able to fight a beautiful battle relatively perfectly. Sometimes he may lack the determination to fight to the death in the face of huge casualties. After careful consideration, there are often some flaws in the ending of the battle. , the enemy coach can find an opportunity to escape.

Now Brittany is too virtuous, and the lake **** witch Morgiana stays with Ryan all day long. Even if Manfred and Arkhan are allied, they really don't want to confront Ryan head-on. .

So here comes the question, lacking Morgiana as Nagash's resurrection material, Arkhan captured the archbishop of the Church of the Goddess of War to replace it, but what to do with the Nagash's Rod trapped in La-Messonnell Abbey? That is an indispensable and necessary material, an indispensable part of the resurrection of Nagash, the lord of the dead.

Thinking of this, Manfred had a headache.

Let's focus on the most important sacrifice first!

…………I am the dividing line with abundant martial virtues…………

Just as the army of the Church of Justice was slowly withdrawing to Tarabheim, and the remaining 500 or so soldiers and two or three hundred lightly wounded who could walk were assigned as victors, the Kingdom of Knights was also paying close attention to this situation. In the follow-up of a battle, because Alfred's body was not seen, the ending for the patriarch and childhood playmate was temporarily "disappeared".

At present, Ryan can only entrust the Empire to send people to investigate the situation. The King of Knights has no excuse to intervene in this war. He has nothing else to do except to urge the Empire to find Alfred even if he wants to see people in life and corpses in death. On the contrary, Ryan must also stabilize the woman Ingrid, the Norsca barbarian who has been holding her son at Ryan's court all day since she learned of her husband's disappearance in the Martyrdom of Taal Fjord. There is trouble at the door and scolding in the street, often sitting at the gate without walking, crying and scolding, it is not reasonable at all.

This is very difficult to do. Ryan can't really drive her away or lock her up. He can only persuade her to go back and wait for news.

So Ryan was very irritable during this period of time. Suria was funny and understanding of her husband's behavior. She simply asked Sylvia and Teresa to accompany him with Ryan's two daughters. Cecilia and Hill are now both He looks like two or three years old, and naturally he has inherited his mother's beauty and genes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ With his daughter by his side, Ryan's mood is much better.

One day in March, Ryan leaned back on the back chair after finishing his official duties and let the sun shine on him. The King of Knights closed his eyes and took a sip of hot coffee.

"Ah, I really want to have a villa next to the Black Sea!" The king of knights leaned on the back chair and said to Suria who was sitting next to him boredly: "In the whole heated swimming pool and picnic manor, treat the guests to dinner, everyone together. What a joy to drink vodka and smoke cigars!"

"Black Sea Villa?" Surya's face was full of question marks. Do we have a place called the Black Sea in Britannia? And don't we already have wineries as resorts?

The female knight reacted quickly, her husband was talking weird again, she smiled and said, "Is it Ingrid's business?"

"Well, yes." Ryan smiled bitterly: "I don't know what to do with her either."

"It will get better, didn't Talleyrand go to find out the news again?" The female knight didn't know how to deal with it. Alfred's life or death was the key.

The voice just fell, and Talleyrand's voice came from the door of the office: "Your Majesty, there is important news! Patriarch Alfred is still alive!"

"What?!" Ryan jumped up from his chair. "Be more specific, Talleyrand!"

The high-level lame man limped in, holding an open letter in his hand: "Your Majesty, Patriarch Alfred is still alive, he was seriously injured in the battle of Martyrdom in the Taal Fjord by the river water. After rushing downstream, Asuryan didn't die on top, and he caught up with the team of the Justice Church class teacher at Tarabheim!"

"His Majesty the Grand Priest Vicma greatly affirmed Alfred's will and determination to fight, and he announced that Alfred would be directly promoted to Cardinal!"

"Cardinal?!"