The Lion King of Middenland, Warhammer

() "Our army was the first to penetrate the enemy's line of defense from this position. Six squadrons of imperial knights, three squadrons of windwing cavalry, and twelve squadrons of musketeers split the right flank of chaos in one fell swoop and opened up our army. The road to victory. The warrior who led them into the battle at that time was General Werther Aled, he was a warrior of the Thirteenth Legion of your Empire and General Lu Jin, and he was also a very handsome man."

The person who made the sound was a Kislev noblewoman wearing a dark blue leather robe with a high fur collar raised up, her arms and head wrapped in bandages.This middle-level ice mage who is like a ball is about 50 to [-] years old, and he is explaining the situation of that battle to Hyde.

The ice mage of Kislev was so fat, as wide as two Hydes, that if Lord Mount of the depot saw her, he would be proud of his slenderness.However, she is a quite powerful middle-level ice mage, and she participated in that tragic battle and suffered serious injuries, but now she seems to be recovering very well, and she is full of excitement.

"Ah, if I were 30 years younger, I would definitely pursue this knight. He is the most handsome knight I have ever seen. The moment he flies across the battlefield on a pure white unicorn To describe that scene... well, but I also have self-knowledge, he is accompanied by high elves, that kind of holy race that will not age, this is really..."

The fat blue-robed ice mage sighed unwillingly, and suddenly pursed his thick lips, showing a frustrated expression.This made Hyde couldn't help smiling, and Fleur also turned around to snicker.Only Marshall maintained a very serious expression, but this clever and funny cheetah rider didn't know what was going on in his heart.

"Dear Miss Grisha, how do you think His Highness Hyde compares to General Witte? His Highness Hyde is also a very handsome person. You..."

As Hyde expected, Marshall started his mischief, and Fleur's eyes widened immediately, but she immediately remained silent in a very gracious manner.

"His Royal Highness Hyde is indeed very handsome, but I have to take the liberty to point out that his charm is still not comparable to that of General Witte. His Excellency Marshall is too young to understand it. If Your Excellency Marshall wants to know more about it, I can. Instruct Your Excellency Marshall, do you need to come over tonight?"

The chubby Kislev female mage named Grisha squinted her eyes in a casual manner, and easily blocked the malicious Marshall with a few words, leaving the tall red-haired knight speechless. It can be said that there is only one way to retreat.Fleur bent over laughing, and Hyde couldn't help laughing too.

"It's conceivable that General Werther's demeanor can make a holy and proud high elf a companion, and I have nothing to compare it to. By the way, Miss Grisha, when will the troops we are waiting for arrive? I don't want to because I waited so long and missed the time to participate in the battle."

Hyde politely made his inquiry.In fact, Grisha is not only an ice mage, she is also the third-ranked general in Kharkov and the sister of the lord of Kharkov, and is responsible for coordinating the reinforcements coming northward.Her ice black swan can communicate with troops hundreds of miles away. In terms of well-informed, no one here can match this round-faced aunt.

"Young people are really anxious. Today, several knights from your empire asked me the same question. But your highness, you must know that scattered five fingers are powerless, and a small army alone can easily become the target of the enemy's attack. The basic principle of military affairs, because of this, we must gather a certain amount of troops before we can start. The decisive battle to save the capital of Kislevgrad will be unprecedented, and every ounce of Kislev's strength must be devoted to this fateful battle. In the battle. So before that, we can't lose precious soldiers needlessly."

The blue-robed Kislev mage became serious, and her round, smiling face suddenly became serious.This lady who is like a fat aunt next door is actually a general with 25 or [-] years of war experience and an experienced ice mage. She is naturally very clear about the art of war.

"Yes, respected Miss Grisha, I understand the meaning of your teaching. I know that under normal circumstances, hundreds of enemies and rangers with more than a thousand people can easily ambush and wipe out the centurion in an instant, with almost no sacrifice Casualties, but to deal with a team of 500 people, you will pay a certain price, and if it is a team or alliance with more than [-] people, it is often our side that wins. This is the difference between one arrow and ten arrows. I understand the logic of this war."

Hyde answered Grisha modestly. During the march these days, apart from practicing swords with him, Old Loren and Marshall taught him some basic military skills. This kind of concentration of troops to avoid being defeated by everyone is natural. No exception, Hyde certainly understands all this.But as far as his victorious heart is concerned, he is indeed more eager to set off and rush to the place where the army is. This young man is eager to prove himself in a real war.

"Your Highness is indeed a sensible person. Of course, I can see your eagerness to fight, Your Highness. However, you can rest assured that my black swan has told me that there will be an army from the city-state of Tyrell rushing to fight today." Arrived, the strength is about 800 people. As soon as this army arrives, we can set off in formation, and there will be no delay."

The fat mage named Grisha smiled and nodded to Hyde. She seemed to have seen Hyde's mind.

"This is good news. Dear Miss Grisha, I look forward to the moment when I will enter the decisive battle."

Hyde held his sword and answered Grisha with some excitement.

"Actually, Your Excellency the Baggage Officer and I specially wanted to keep you and some other knights in order to wait for this army that came thousands of miles from the south. Because they have an artillery team that is very valuable to the front line. The Tyrells are long and armed, but they don’t have good cavalry, but marching on the grasslands is impossible without enough cavalry guards. I think these Tyrells will also be very happy if they can get two companions of the gods proudly."

Grisha frankly explained the reason for the incident. This fat and big Kislev noblewoman is a straight person, and there is no need to hide anything.The firearms technology of the Kislev Kingdom is a bit behind the Empire, so it is only natural that they value artillery.

"This is a good thing for mutual benefit. Five fingers unite to form a fist. I am looking forward to meeting these Tyrell warriors, because my mother is from Tyrell. By the way, there are many city-states in Tyrell. They are Which city-state's army does it belong to?"

Hyde raised his doubts, and he wanted to know the specific situation of this friendly army.These days, he has also learned some geography, and knows the names of several major city-states and republics in Tyrell.

"As far as I know, they came from Tubaro, a famous port city in the south. When His Majesty the Emperor issued a decree, they went north on the order of the prince and the city council. Tubaro is two thousand miles away from Kislev. I am moved by these guests who have come from afar. I think they may be His Royal Highness’s guards in this war, because as a Principality’s Royal Highness, your current subordinates are still too few. Let Tuba Luo's expeditionary army accepts the command of His Highness, and I don't think they will object. I know that your great mother is Princess Tubalo, and you are part of the same family."

The blue-robed fat mage Grisha smiled and bowed to Hyde. She properly played the last good news card. She believed that this would give Hyde a big surprise.In any case, the soldiers and old people in the mother's hometown are of special significance to a soldier who lost his mother early.

Theoretically, all the small countries on the Tirell Peninsula located in the south of the mainland recognized the significance of the emperor as the head of the empire, and they were quite different from the completely independent kingdoms of Bretonnia and Kislev.Every year on the main festivals of the empire, the countries of Tyril will send envoys to send a special tribute to the emperor to show their respect to the emperor.After the coup d'état or change of ownership in these small countries and autonomous cities, the new prince or the new ruling party must also seek the official recognition of the emperor of the empire. Generally, the imperial court will always approve the approval. Of course, the premise is that tribute and etiquette are required.

However, unlike the ten elector principalities in the mainland of the empire, the countries and autonomous cities of Tyrell are actually private and not the territory of the empire.Although their theoretical status is slightly lower than that of the top ten elector duchies, they cannot formally participate in the empire's cabinet and elector council, but they do not have to bear the formal taxes and military service of the empire.

In fact, the connection between the empire and them only exists in the ceremonial envoys. Tyrell's "tribute" is not a fixed tax, and the empire will often return gifts with rewards.Of course, Tyrell's mercenaries have traveled all over the territory of the empire, and quite a few have become honorary knights or administrative officials of the empire because of their military exploits. Your Excellency Mount is a typical example of this.