Proof of the Sun King

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Headhunter Quick is dead, the famous Skaven warlord was strangled to death by the white dwarf Grim Bryndale himself after being recited line by line of hatred and guilt.

Very cruel punishment, because this process lasted for an hour. Headhunter Quick was only in his twenties or thirties, but the crimes he committed had already been written for nearly an entire chapter, Bellegar gasped. , until all the hatreds were read and announced that these hatreds had been liquidated, Quick had already died under the white dwarves for a long time.

Bellegar is still shouting that it's too cheap the headhunter Quick.

After the ceremony was over, the human army needed to rest and recuperate, but the dwarves could not take care of it. When the execution ceremony was over, the dwarves of the Angrond clan and the dwarves of the Iron Peaks threw themselves into the reconstruction. among.

At this time, Ryan was taking a break from his busy schedule. The king left everything to François and Callard to deal with. He came to the plateau, in the king's golden tent in a sloppy town, sitting in a tent. Inside, you can sip your drink leisurely and watch the snow scene of Bafeng Mountain.

Misty snowflakes fell from the sky, burying the battlefield and welcoming the new owner of Bafeng Mountain.

Two days later, Bafengshan plateau, sloppy town.

The king sat on the bunk through the tent window, watching the snowy landscape silently, until he felt the soft touch of the rear, and the dark elf hugged him gently from behind, leaning on his back, before Orika was wearing Dressed as a maid, the dark elf gently leaned against Ryan's back: "Master, what are you thinking?"

"Your master is tired!" Veronica sat on the big top of the tent, leaning against the pillow comfortably, wrapping herself with the quilt, although Witch Garland only wore a white fox fur coat over her shoulders, Her beautiful lines were still revealed, Veronica's mouth twitched, her long black-brown hair shawls down, holding a cup of coffee in her hand, and jokingly said: "Look at this guy, he has no motivation at all, obviously After the end of the war, we have entered the so-called burnout period, all men are like this.”

"Enthusiasm?" Ryan smiled. He stretched out his arms and hugged the dark elf on his lap. The king of knights hugged Orika's slender waist, smelling the fragrance of the dark elf's hair, and said with a wicked smile. : "Would you like to see my 'motivation'?"

"Humph! You guy... There are so many people out there, I forgive you and don't dare." Veronica immediately understood what Ryan was talking about. Witch Garland's face flushed, with some anticipation and some fear: " Well, Ryan, I know you're a little tired, homesick, and miss your Surya and your son, right?"

"Yeah, the expedition has been going on for a whole year." Ryan didn't refute this time, the king sighed softly: "Actually, we are all pretty well, Veronica, your witch group has very few casualties, right? Is it?"

Veronica Coven's casualties were counted very quickly, because only one apprentice witch was hit by a Goblin shaman spell in the Titan's Gate battle and died on the spot, and the rest were only mildly affected. There are no injuries or disabilities, because both the knights and the serfs know to protect these sisters, and the wizards also have a lot of body protection spells, which causes the witches to suffer few casualties.

"Didn't you read the casualty report? Ask me what I'm doing." Veronica said with some disapproval, but Witch Garland quickly realized something, and she shut her mouth wisely.

"The casualty list of the Witch Corps came out on the spot, and the casualty list of the knights and knight squires came out one after another, but the casualty list of the serf infantry may never come out." Ryan said softly: "We will start from the list. When Tania set off, there were fifteen serf infantry regiments, a few were left behind, and a few more were added. It was still fifteen to participate in the battle of Valaya's Gate, but dear, do you know how many serfs are left now? Infantry? Four regiments, more than 4,000 people."

"These are all necessary sacrifices, dear, even you are charging at the forefront, let alone the serf infantry." Veronica said casually: "Look at it, don't tell me you will be because of this. This kind of thing gets hit, I don't believe it."

"There are many casualties, and sometimes it is a series of numbers, which is not wrong." Ryan nodded calmly. He is not a person who likes to be sad and easily influenced. On the contrary, Ryan's will has been tested for a long time. Ka, seeing that the dark elf did not speak, took the initiative to ask: "Orica, what would you do if you were in Nagaros?"

"I will be promoted, master." Olika whispered: "Durucci is different from our relatives and cousins ​​who like to play with power and court intrigue, and pay attention to blood that determines everything. Duruqi's social status depends only on strength and slaves. Number, the witch king and queen, fear lord, nobles, commoners and slaves, as long as they can show their strength, the witch king does not mind promoting a slave to the fear lord, but the premise is that the fear lord cannot threaten the witch. The status of the king and the witch queen, the witch king Malekith has been able to sit very skillfully in his palace of the witch king and easily control the situation of Nagaros, when to ask for allegiance, when to fight against differences, and when to ask for allegiance. Show your generosity, when should you assassinate and suppress, the witch king and the witch queen are countless times smarter than you... but they are also countless times cruel, master, your strength is no longer a problem to deal with the witch queen, but you have to face the witch queen. King Malekith, it's still a long way from the fire."

"Normal, if Malekith wasn't so powerful, he wouldn't be worthy of being called the Witch King." Ryan didn't feel anything wrong about this. Malekith was an old monster over 5,000 years old. He was not only a A warrior at the peak of the sanctuary and a spellcaster at the peak of the sanctuary. According to Olica, Malekith himself is as powerful as a demigod, although it is slightly inferior to Angron or Fulgan. , but there's no problem with those few golden cobs.

Although the strength of the army is seriously affected by the maelstrom and the great guardian, this is the case for everyone. Even Ryan feels tied when using psionic energy, and his current strength is similar to that of an army.

Salvation has not yet succeeded, all my Primarchs still need to work hard.

Holding the fragrant soft maid in his arms, Ryan thought happily, the King of Knights thought for a while, and made a decision: "Olica, Veronica, you said, if I decide, all those who have successfully returned to Brittany will have to make a decision. All the serf infantrymen were promoted to free citizens and awarded the Eight Peaks Mountain Commemorative Medal, which does not include additional rewards, just the rights and interests enjoyed by every serf who participated in the war, how about it?"

Before Olica spoke, Veronica said sarcastically: "Oh, my great knight, how did you turn around, you are so generous, in the past, a serf needed to be promoted to a free citizen and had to go through a lot of hurdles and reviews. Usually only a few people are promoted to become free people in a battle, and now you promote thousands of people in one go? This is not a small number, you have to think about it. "

"To win the hearts of subordinates, there is no more effective means than generous rewards." Ryan nodded slightly, the king obviously said after some thought, he smiled: "This is the east of the Roof Mountains of the World. What a great sage said, I remember his name seems to be... Lu Xun?"

"I don't care, you're the king, you make up your mind." Veronica rolled her eyes at Ryan, and Witch Garland changed her sitting position a little. She tidied up the pillow and comfortably let her body sink into the pillow: " But you'd better discuss this matter with your old husband. As a traditional nobleman and an important force supporting you, as long as he nods his head, this matter is not a big problem, but I want to remind you that once this precedent is opened, it will be Alarmed by many conservatives in the kingdom."

"Conservatives? How many knight brotherhoods do they have?" Ryan laughed loudly: "Who dares to oppose me? Don't you want the spoils to be divided? Or don't you want to be a noble? The dwarf's rune vibration gold plate armor, isn't it delicious? "

"Yes, yes~ I know that my great knight is now the king of knights, or the king of real power. A little witch like me is already the object of being played and abandoned." Veronica He deliberately pretended to be pitiful and said, "It's almost useless."

"Olica, it seems that Veronica doesn't want to be my chief female courtier." Ryan knew that Veronica was joking. The king was holding his dark elf in her arms, under her delicate and smooth white silk legs Wiping: "It seems that you have to take this position reluctantly."

"Leave it to me, master." Olika smiled maliciously: "I will be your chief female courtier, and by the way, you will also hand over Ms. Veronica to me. In three months, I will You can turn her into a sow, or cut off all her limbs if you want, master."

"You, you~ Olika, how can you do this!" Veronica's heart froze when she heard the dark elf's words, and Witch Garland shrank her head, only thinking that the dark elf was too dangerous: "I didn't offend you. Bar?"

"If you want to betray the master, this is the ending. Of course, I have more ways, as long as the master needs it." Olika played with the butterfly dagger in her heart, and the dark elf leaned against Ryan's bore full of attachment: "As for your proposal, Master, I think it's feasible."

"Why does it work?" Ryan reached out to Veronica to indicate that he was joking. He hurt her so much, how could he be willing to let Veronica be bullied?

"In the distant and cold Nagaroth, the only way for Duruchi to maintain social vitality and high fertility is to enjoy the joy and strength of slaughter, lord, you are the ruler now, if you are high above the throne, Subordinates lack competition then they will try to rebel against you and thus against the system you have made, but if you open up the avenues for ascension and in this way encourage competition and promotion of talent then people will fight each other to please you , and is willing to obey your rule." Orika tapped her cherry red lips with her finger, and the dark elf analyzed in a low voice: "You want everyone to feel a sense of crisis, comfort will only make the subordinates' martial skills and Wisdom regresses."

"Promoting so many serfs to become free people in one go will make the knights feel a sense of crisis, right?" Ryan touched his chin. The knight king's beard had just been shaved once, and the new beard had not grown yet. He thought for a moment. , finally made up his mind: "That's right, now, there are many knights who are not worthy of the name of Brittany and the lady. After returning home after this victory, I just took this opportunity to punish a group of Fella's unbearable people. The knights are here!"

In this way, the matter is settled, all the surviving serfs in this Bafengshan Great Expedition will all be promoted to free people! Ryan will personally hold a meeting to commend them, and everyone will be awarded the Eight Peaks Mountain Commemorative Medal.

This will be the largest promotion of the Freedmen in the history of Brittany.

After chatting for a while, Ryan asked casually, "By the way, Veronica, when is your Galan meeting this year?"

"This year? This year has already passed, dear." Veronica held a fire magic book imported from the High Elf Hesbai Tower in her hand. After listening to it, she said angrily: "It's not because of I want to follow you on the great expedition. I didn’t participate this year, and Ms. Aurora and our little princess Jialan also didn’t attend because of this, so the time for the big meeting was changed to next year’s March Green Grass Festival at Sky Castle... ...Why do you care about this all of a sudden?"

"So, Aurora's stay will be decided in March next year?" Ryan said with interest: "Tell me, dear, will you vote for it?"

"I won't vote against it anyway." Veronica was obviously very dissatisfied with Aurora, and Witch Garland squinted: "Don't tell me, you want me to stand on Aurora's side, I won't agree, And it's not in line with your plan, haven't you always planned to put Aurora in the room, um?"

"??? What's in the room? Don't talk nonsense, I just said to include her in my system." Ryan rolled his eyes: "An old-fashioned sanctuary ice witch, very useful, cold Ice is a rare spell type."

"Very well, it's not two-to-one or three-to-one anyway, Aurora will definitely get out with Teresa." Veronica nodded, she slapped haha, stretched her waist: "I am the Vault of Heaven. I don't want to stay anymore, Margarita and Calerona can do whatever they want, dear, I'm yours, in every sense."

"Well, let's talk about it when the time comes." Ryan nodded, all this would have to wait until the end of the Great Crusade and they would consider it after they returned to Brittany.

Ryan, Olica and Veronica chatted for a while, Juan Carlos came in, and the young Baron Biocari saw the dark elf sitting on Ryan's lap, it was like seeing the new world Surprised, but Juan is not the ignorant duke in Estalia anymore. He coughed twice and said to Ryan: "My Majesty, King Belgar, they asked you to bring the generals to the Ancestor Hall. Go over there."

"Ancestor Hall?" Ryan's eyes lit up: "Is the treasure house of Bafeng Mountain and the tomb of the ancestors going to be opened?"

"Exactly!"

"Okay! I'll be right there!" Ryan could not restrain his excitement, he immediately stood up and ordered several main commanders to concentrate, Veronica and Olika also went together.

An hour later, Bafeng Mountain, deep in the hall of the ancestors, 500 meters below the ground, at the excavation site, there are broken walls and pieces of gravel and rubble everywhere, but the treasure house of Bafeng Mountain and the gate of the ancestors still appear in the tens of meters high. In front of everyone, the white dwarf Grim Bryndale, the king of the Eight Peaks, Belgar, the king of the Iron Peak Castle, and several dwarf chieftains and dwarf rune craftsmen stood together, while Ryan led the With Callard, François, Federmond, Orika, Veronica, and a few knights and nobles under his command, they were both excited and a little overwhelming, waiting for the moment when the gate of the ancestors opened.

Only Alaros and the wood elves were not notified. In the eyes of the dwarves, these pointed ears are not brothers, friends, or even allies with their own concerns. This is just a deal.

Only Granny knows what the elves will do when they see the wealth in the treasure house?

The pointy ears should roll as far as possible~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just take out the Silmarillion and give it to them.

Hundreds of ancestral runes were shining brightly, and the white dwarf got a large ink charcoal pen from somewhere: "Kid Ryan, come here!"

"What's the matter, old senior?" It was a bit rude for the white dwarf to shout like this, but Ryan was used to it, and he didn't care about it.

"You've done a pretty good job getting to this day, come on, I'll give you a chance to write something, just above the gate of the ancestors, leave your mark, write anything, hahaha ~" The white dwarf put the large ink pen into Ryan's hand.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Ryan's. The King of Knights held this ink pen that was much thicker than his thumb, pondered for a moment, and wrote gently on the door of the ancestor gate of Bafeng Mountain in high Gothic. a line of words.

"Poor world power, cover this golden soup, pity my soldiers, those who come will never forget."

Everyone present was silent.

They remembered those soldiers who died in battle, such as Lopus, Blackheart Repp, Halhave, Estelle, Olivier, Antelme, Denis, Amedei, etc. The list of dead that cannot be counted, the vivid names all died in this great expedition, and everyone felt comforted that Ryan could still remember them.

However, the greatest victors and famers of this war ultimately belonged to Bellegar and Lane, and it was their perseverance and all-out efforts that led to the final victory, and their fame would spread throughout the Old World and even the New World, Their great deeds will be immortalized.

Thinking of the huge sacrifice in the Great Crusade, and looking at the slowly opening ancestral gate, Ryan thought of a sentence involuntarily.

It will be a success!

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