Knight with Wand

The horns shook the sky, the dense footsteps that shook the earth, and the sound of the siege engines turning, heralded the beginning of the general attack.

The sergeant in the rear siege camp shouted loudly to the soldiers: "——Let go!!"

The ropes of a row of giant trebuchets were released, and the heavy counterweights fell from the frame with gravity.

The huge lever threw countless blazing fire bombs at the high wall hundreds of meters away. The flames and smoke drew tracks in the air, and with the precise accuracy calculated by the army engineers, they roared and hit the city's solid walls inside and outside.

Countless bursts of exploding grease spread flames between the battlements and towers. The spreading fire forced the already exhausted defenders to scatter and take cover.

Several towering ladder trucks advanced simultaneously. During repeated attacks, the rugged trenches filled by Westland soldiers could no longer stop these behemoths. Later, soldiers with large shields also followed the tower trucks. Slowly approaching the city wall.

Teams of brave knights and soldiers filled the several layers of the siege tower vehicle. The archers on the top of the ladder tower vehicle used the cover of the arrow tower layers to shoot back and forth with the dense rain of arrows on the city wall. .

There were loud cracking and popping noises as the powerful arrow fired by the giant crossbow penetrated the tower car.

Several Westland warriors who were unlucky enough to be too close to the wooden wall had their armor penetrated by the huge crossbow that could pierce dragon skin, and were instantly nailed to the shaft without any movement.

The piercing fire arrows and fuel cans also smashed into the surface of the siege tower, and the wooden tower body subsequently burst into flames.

However, these casualties were still not enough to stop the offensive launched by the siege army.

Finally, when the last giant crossbow tower in the city collapsed under the bombardment of the trebuchet, ladder towers filled with arrows like hedgehogs arrived near the city wall.

The drawbridge was lowered with a bang, and the wide plank bridge paved the way for the attackers.

From the open door of the high-rise tower car, the heavily armored knights from Westland and the barbarian warriors from Norsnia rushed out first. The infantrymen with shields also filed out, and took the lead to climb onto the flaming city head.

"——Kill!! Kill them all!"

All kinds of shouts of killing rose into the sky, and the symphony of blood and fire continued until almost dusk.

During the fighting, the last defender gave up resistance.

This last commercial city near the Twin Gorges City also fell into the hands of the alliance between Orland, or in other words, the Grand Westland and the Norsnians.

After winning the victory, the army of Great Vistland did not rush into the city. They just allowed the barbarians from Nosnia to rush into the city and dispersed them to plunder the wealth and slaves of the Cantadar people.

In the camp outside the city where a brazier was lit, the leading generals in the western part of Orland gathered under the tent of the commander of the West-led coalition, as if waiting for something.

Ines, who was dressed in military armor, was among them. She held her symbolic sword and lightly fanned her folding fan to get rid of the smell of blood lingering in front of her, even though the girl had gradually become accustomed to this smell over the past few months.

After waiting for several moments, it was almost night, and a group of knights hurried back to the camp.

"My lords! There is still no movement in Shuangxia City."

Hearing this, the commander of the coalition forces at the top, Earl Quilgon, was the first to laugh.

Other nobles in the western part of Orland are also much more relaxed.

Count Rahman, who was petting his pet dog, patted the huge dog's head lying on his lap, turned to look at Inis who was sitting not far away, and said with great comfort: "I really have you, Your Highness, come here. The tossing back and forth really scared the fools in Shuangxia City into turtles. "

"It's not too early to be happy, Lord Rahman, the turtle shell is very hard. Since they don't dare to come out and eat the bait, then we will have to continue to fight a tough battle." Inis chuckled.

Earl Quilgon nodded and ordered the lords. "Everyone, please go back and have a rest. The several excellencies we have arranged before will lead 3,000 people to Usator tomorrow morning to support His Majesty. Sir Rahman, your 2,000 people will stay and guard the city with the Norsnians. The rest will Follow me and go north to knock on the turtle shell of Shuangxia City!"

After dismissing the military meeting in the camp, leaving the crowd of men who smelled of sweat and blood, and returning to the tent, Inis removed her armor under Agatha's service, and fell down on the blanket regardless of her appearance. He let out a sigh of relief.

After more than two months of planning, she finally gained enough respect from the West lords for a little girl like herself, who was so powerless.

You know, except for the noble second sons and illegitimate children recruited from various families in the Knights, neither her status as a princess nor the title of Baroness of Xiwan that she tried her best to exchange for can make the old man in the west The lords paid attention.

Especially those old nobles of the previous dynasty who had experienced the civil war more than ten years ago. Inis knew that these people would not take seriously the little daughter of a usurping king after the war.

After all, his father was only an earl in Hecha County before he ascended to the throne.

In terms of blood law, there are many side relatives in Orande born to the daughters married off from the previous two generations of royal families.

Fortunately, with the advice of Earl Quilgon, who was leading the army on behalf of the West family, and the victory of three major battles, the forces around Twin Gorges City were gradually cut off, and the Western Allied Forces finally accepted the battle plan she proposed.

Of course Shuangxia City is difficult to defeat, but she does not intend to really force the coalition forces to attack the fortified city. Now she only needs to surround Shuangxia City until the end of the war.

No matter how impregnable a pass is, its purpose is to protect something. According to her current deduction, when the southern expedition is over, Orland's southwestern border will extend southward. By then, Shuangxia City will be completely reduced to an isolated city. It will be meaningless even if it can defend until the end of time. When the southern expedition is about to end, Shuangxia City will negotiate terms and surrender.

Fortunately, with the promised spoils and intelligence, a temporary alliance was successfully reached with the Norsnia people.

Inis turned over and looked at the dark tent top.

Otherwise, the Falcon army coming from the west of Kantardar would not be able to trap Shuangxia City with only the troops that Wester led this time.

Without the Norsnia people who were attacking and looting coastal cities on the southwest coast of the continent to contain the Kantardar people, this plan would be impossible.

Although the rude Norsnia leader was rude to him, as long as the other party was doing enough, it would not be a problem to tolerate his absurd words.

Of course, she could see that the old leader of the Barlowe family from Northnia was just testing her temper during the negotiation. He was a cunning and ferocious old fox, not a rookie like Aolade.

It was undoubtedly dangerous to cooperate with the Northians. The conditions she offered were probably also offered by the Falcon family in the west of Cantadar. If there were other opportunities, she would never take this risk. She only hoped that the information that the Cantadar people had a deep grudge with Northnia due to the ocean routes in recent years was correct.

The news from the Dragon Throat City sea merchant "Mr. Loti" was always accurate, and I hope it would be the same this time.

It would be even better if we could contact the "Flores" countries. Compared with the cunning and barbaric Northians, those big guys with dragon horns have much better reputation among the continental countries, and it is heard that the Flores people's naval fleet is also stronger than that of Northnia.

The best thing is that the dragon horns have a very bad relationship with Uriah and Cantadar.

Unfortunately, they were at the southernmost tip of the continent, too far away to send envoys to discuss.

While thinking, the girl could only sigh that the world is unpredictable. This southern expedition came too suddenly, and she could not make any arrangements in advance. It was really difficult to make a plan.

Just like the rumors about the eastern part of Kantadar mentioned by Count Rahman.

Undead disaster?

Corpses are not a rare existence for her. Ines has seen Harvey demonstrate the witchcraft of awakening corpses, and has also seen the zombies that appeared in the nightmare forest.

They look scary, but in fact, they are just that. As long as ordinary zombies and skeletons created by magic are not scared, soldiers who have received combat training can beat five of them.

For the Knights of Arms, if they are just those stupid ordinary corpses, I am afraid they are not as threatening as the same number of living soldiers.

Moreover, it is said that wizards who have been doing this all night in the past can control hundreds of corpses.

But hundreds of thousands or even millions? Are there so many wizards in the Western Continent?

True or false? If it is true, what impact will it have on the current situation in the western continent?

Inis was helpless. There was too little information. She was trapped in the current war and could not send anyone to find out the truth of this incredible thing.

But I heard that the news was brought back by the griffin knight of the Thorn Flower Family?

If it was Lord Leon, this absurd information should be credible.

The raging war in the west of the continent enveloped the land.

And thousands of miles away, the "Ferru Kingdom" separated from Orland by the two countries of Kantadar and Serian has not been affected by the war in the far north for the time being.

But when the church envoys from the Holy Court Kingdom and Serian arrived one after another, the palace of the Mountain Kingdom fell into an unprecedented fierce quarrel.

The royal meeting lasted for several days, and the court officials still did not come to a conclusion. The old king on the throne listened to the constant debate in the hall, wasting his patience and weighing silently.

The two factions in the dispute, one represented the lords of the southern lands of the kingdom, and the other represented the lords of the north and the priests of the Holy Sun Church in the country.

The core of the tit-for-tat was that the Kingdom of Feru had already assembled its army long before the arrival of the envoys of the Holy Court and Serian. The people in the mountains noticed the emptiness of the Uriah people outside the border for more than half a year, and now seemed to be a good opportunity to take back the old land in the west.

But the original plan undoubtedly conflicted with the terrible news now known.

The army is now going to the south to send troops with the "Kingdom of Malaken" of the Brotherly Alliance to reclaim the territory that was once taken away by the Uriah people.

Or accept the church's request for help and enter Serian to support the friendly countries in the north?

". My lords, if the situation in Serian is true, if we don't contain the disaster in Serian, what's the use of taking back the land in the southwest from the grassland people? There is a smooth road outside the northern border. If we wait until the disaster comes and regret it, it will be too late." The crown prince of Feru spoke loudly in the hall.

A lord in northern Feru echoed, "Since the envoys of Dineshien have already gone to Malaken to ask for help, news will surely come from the south soon. Why don't we wait for the opinions of our allies? If His Majesty Malaken gives up the fight against the Uriahs and decides to send troops north to support Serian, then we cannot afford the risk of marching west alone."

The old king seemed to be convinced by the words of his eldest son and the northern vassal: "You don't need to fight anymore. The Serian people have just subsided in civil strife and are facing a great disaster. Ferru cannot remain indifferent. For a hundred years, if it weren't for the reinforcements from our friendly neighbors in the north, how would we have fought? The Tuiulians have repeatedly invaded. If we delay further, things may change. No matter what the opinion of the south is, we should probably repay this debt. "

With that said, the old king of Ferru stood up and raised his hand to give an order to his eldest son: "Karl, you divide ten thousand people from the originally assembled army. Go to Serian first and join the army of Archpriest Alek. If you see The disaster in the north is real, so I will send the whole army to the north to fight in the near future. "

With the king making a decision and the discussion subsided, the army that had originally planned to march west quickly made adjustments under orders.

Just when the crown prince was leading the troops to assemble.

In the mountain pass north of King Feiru City, in the land of Serian hundreds of kilometers away, the dark clouds that obscure the light of the sun and the moon are slowly spreading from west to east.

Eastern Therian.

Living in the royal city where the war had just subsided, Alek sat under the sun disk statue in the temple of the royal city. His old right hand trembled slightly, and he looked through the various bad news and disasters coming from the west in his hand, and his heavy heart became more and more sad and angry.

As the High Priest in charge of the Diocese of Therian, he has now become the de facto ruler of this kingdom after suppressing the sudden rebellion provoked by the king with the Skitarii.

But at this moment, Alek was not at all happy.

He realized that he might have been involved in a conspiracy.

King Therian led the secular nobles to suddenly provoke a civil war in an attempt to subvert the power of the church. This almost coincided with Kantadar's eastward invasion and attack on the holy city of Rolanar.

The menacing Kantadars were pawns.

The king and secular nobles who rebelled against the faith were also pawns.

Just to take the holy city away from the church.

He had previously led the Holy Sun Skitarii and was trapped in a months-long civil war in the east, unable to escape. When he learned that the Holy Land had fallen and was bloodbathed, the Great Temple was feared to be invaded by the Kantardars.

At that moment, Alek was so ashamed that he almost wanted to commit suicide in order to atone for the sin of the Holy Land's fall at the hands of his chief priest.

But he knew he couldn't do that, he couldn't die just yet, he had to undo his mistake, punish the faithless king, and take back with his own hands the resting place of the Holy Prophet.

But the reality is that now, not to mention retaking the Holy City, even if it is to contain another sudden and monstrous disaster, the power in hand is stretched thin.

There was no news from the towns in the west. Now he could only race against time to contact the western lords and lead their people to withdraw eastward and build a defense line in the middle of the kingdom.

The 60,000 Nethion reinforcements sent by the Throne of the Oracle have not yet arrived, and the 30,000 Therian Skitarii in hand are insufficient.

Having lost Rolanal's huge church wealth, Alec was fortunate to be able to open up the royal family's treasury and confiscate the territorial assets of the rebellious nobles to recruit as many new troops as possible to resist the menacing disaster.

He didn't know whether he and the envoys sent by the Holy Court could impress Orland in the north, Ferru and Malakon in the south. Now, the troubled Serian can still only fight alone.

When he was worried, Alek saw his priests hurriedly entering the temple.

"Priest, a knights from the Kingdom of Dineshien have just arrived outside the city, and their grand leader wants to see you." The priest reported with a strange expression.

"Has the vanguard sent by the throne arrived?" Alek couldn't help but feel excited after hearing this.

"It seems that they are not the Knights of the Holy Sun sent by the church." The priest couldn't help but speak softer and softer. He gritted his teeth and came closer and said to the chief priest: "Look at the flag and coat of arms, those people are from the 'Holy Lake'. It seems to be the legendary 'Knights of Hilal'."

"Holy Lake Sect?" Priest Alek's expression also became a little strange.

This group of people is a special "heresy" in the Shengyang Faith.

They are small but extremely unique.

Because its believers do not worship the Holy Sun at all, but only believe in "Iralil" himself.

This heretical sect lived near the holy lake where the holy prophet was said to have bathed, and established several monasteries. They were proud to drink the water of the holy lake and worship the prophet himself.

The so-called Knights of Hilal are the most famous armed force in this small sect.

However, there are legends that the history of this knighthood is actually earlier than the small sect itself. There are even some bold speculations that it is earlier than the current "Holy Sun Church". Alek naturally does not believe this nonsense.

"Are these 'knights' also here to support Serian?" Although the devout Alek was very dissatisfied with the heresy, as the chief priest of the place where the Holy Prophet ascended to heaven, he comforted himself. After all, the other party was also an admirer of the Prophet. I reluctantly swallowed the critical words.

Classics record that in the history of the church, there was no thought of banning this heretical sect that disrespected the Holy Sun.

However, after personal investigation by successive Oracles, they were finally granted amnesty and allowed the Holy Lake Sect to exist. It just so happened that this small sect had no intention of expanding, so it has continued to exist near the Holy Lake to this day.

The priest replied hesitantly: "It doesn't seem to be about Serian. They said that at the end of last year, a miracle occurred in the holy lake. The knights all heard the voice of the prophet. Now they are on the mainland, looking for the words in the prophet's oracle. Holy place."

"Oracle? Can these heretics also get the oracle?"

Alec couldn't stand it any more. He couldn't stand this kind of heresy. He didn't believe that anyone other than the "oracle" claimed to listen to the words of God. Historically, such guys were all frauds without exception. They should be put into the crematorium and burned directly with the sacred flame to avoid harming the world.

Shaking his head, he asked, "In that case, why don't these guys continue to look for it and come to me for what?"

"They said that they haven't found the holy place in more than nine months, but recently learned that the place where the prophet ascended to heaven suffered a disaster. They think it is related to the oracle they received, so they came to look for clues. They want to ask you if you have heard of the strange place name." The priest replied.

"What place name?" Alec asked helplessly.

"Avalon."