Shaman from Afar

His Royal Highness Prince Rodria Azore has been in a bad mood recently.

As the most competitive heir and first leader of the eagle king, he is the highest commander of the main battlefield, and his dissatisfaction with the current situation of the battle situation has almost reached a critical point.

Of course, this dissatisfaction absolutely does not include himself. As the main battlefield commander with the greatest influence and the largest scale, Eboden, he believes that he has completed the task perfectly or even exceeded it.

This included taking only one month to capture the port, successfully killing a giant dragon, three months of tearing the elaborate blockade of the empire, and all the way to "marginal breakthrough" to penetrate the encircling net aimed at yourself and Ebdon, successfully invading Lost two Sacklands ...

When the longest frontline was the fastest, he even attacked under the Imperial City and even passed through the Imperial Territory, directly threatening the Principality of Ellerman further south!

There are also some unharmonious "episodes" in the middle-some guy named Loren Turin was dragged out of the port for nearly a month, and almost turned over; caught the opportunity to break through the defense line, The result was so thrilling that the legion almost broke up ...

The most annoying thing is that little man with blue hair and silver eyes named Yuli Wiltz! As a defeated man, he was unconscious, stabbed himself in the back with a rogue army, burned the battleship and supplies, and almost killed himself!

This kind of noble person with no lower limit is really disgusting. His biggest loss so far is not in Loren Turin or Emperor Connaughter, but in this man, he is a younger person. In the hands of so many wicked boys!

His Royal Highness Rodria Azore said I hate bear children!

of course! All of this is nothing more than a comparison with his own achievements; especially compared with the other two battlefields, it is even more brilliant.

My brother, who can be called a waste, is still deadlocked at the border of the western battlefield. He has not been able to attack a small castle for a long time, and he has no record of getting a handful;

On the northern battlefield, there has been no information about the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain or the vicinity of the Blood Skull Valley; the last news is before the end of the severe winter, about the emperor and Loren Turin going north.

But sometimes no news is the best news-the essence of the empire is all concentrated in the north, dragged to death by his father, the eagle king, and bitten in the ice and snow of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain; he has time to take the imperial capital and become The undisputed next generation eagle king!

Up to now, his own judgment on the enemy has always been correct; neither the Byrne Legion nor the **** Grand Duke Ellemant, after entering the city, there is no news of fighting out of the city.

The group of timid empires did not dare to let their "life-saving benefactors" leave, even if the result of this was that they were gradually isolated, blocked in the city, and refused to open the gate.

The little elf prince who has no worries can easily gather the army to disperse, gradually sweep and control all the surrounding territories, create a steel collar for the city, and let it slowly kill itself.

As for the forced siege ... and not to mention how much it would cost to attack such a solid city, even if it is attacked, the elf prince does not feel that his army is enough to allow him to occupy the entire city.

Tens of thousands of troops seem magnificent and majestic, but there are a million Empires behind that wall, a million ... maybe it takes only tens of thousands of troops to conquer her, but it takes a few to conquer and even control her. One hundred thousand.

"... So, this is the main reason why I haven't planned to attack the city until now." The little elf prince poured two cups of Sacran dry from the manor and handed one of them to the one behind him Elf with the same long hair like himself

"Siege can be done at any time, but after the attack? What we get is not only a treasure trove of wealth, but also a monster that is constantly rebellious and riotous ... We ca n’t be cocooned, Anson Zha, the chief wizard of the imperial court Virtue. "

The elven wizard in a robe took the wine glass with one hand and bowed his head tremblingly, "Your Highness is wise."

"Of course, these are purely based on strategic and deployment considerations, and have nothing to do with personal interests-from my heart, of course, I hope to capture the capital of the empire ..."

Sucker gently sipped the red, and the little prince sucked his tongue. "Absolutely not because he was worried about his lack of strength, and then he was picked by others. Absolutely not, right?"

"Of course, absolutely not!" Anson Zade said quickly. "His Highness' move is naturally based on the overall situation, and has nothing to do with personal interests, let alone have any selfishness!"

"Well, really?" The little prince's eyes shone brightly, "What a coincidence, I think so too!"

The chief wizard of Yuting could barely squeeze out a smile.

With the death of the chief of the court, the chief adjutant was captured, and the original "superior" of the four courts had already shown signs of decline; so the "royal court" second only to the superintendent became the elf prince. The most important cronies.

This may seem like a good thing, but for Anson Zade it's bad news-considering the "Chief Chief and his adjutant" who is loyal to the little prince, he is very worried about the safety of himself and his sister.

After getting along for many years, Anson thought he had seen the essence of this prince

For His Royal Highness Rodria Azores, the battlefield is his playground, and the enemy is the player on the opposite side, and the soldiers, officers, elites, and miscellaneous fish on both sides are all used by him to play against another player. Toys only.

If you ’re alive, it ’s not because you are useful or of high value, but it ’s probably because he has n’t mentioned that you have designed a dead method, or you have n’t completely eliminated his freshness. Freshness like a new toy.

Just like the recent siege of the imperial capital.

Rather than worrying about the loss being too high to suppress or being peach picked, this Highness has recently begun to like to enjoy another kind of "conqueror" pleasure.

Not only to defeat the enemy's army and to capture the enemy's city; but also to invade their territory, take away their villages and towns, plunder their wealth, kill their clan ... Then build on it, build their own new rule.

More intuitively speaking, it was the little elf prince who was bored with the "war madness" and began to like "farm flow".

"Speaking of my" new strategy ", a lot of problems have caused headaches recently."

The sudden words immediately made Anson Zade heart beat!

Putting down the wine glass in his hand, the elven little prince with his waist around the wilderness, at the foot of which is the paved road spreading into the distance; more than a hundred elite warriors surround it, guarding the carriage of His Royal Highness.

Rodria Azore's eyes flashed with boredom.

Since the siege of the imperial capital, various problems have emerged, so that his nominal supreme commander cannot handle military affairs in the siege camp. Instead, he has to run around with the guards to rule the group indiscriminately. , Only know the murderous elf warriors to deal with the work of various tax collectors and administrators.

The incessant handling of the trouble is also one of the reasons why the elf little prince has not been siege.

"You saw the situation today. Although our warriors were loyal and able to execute every command I gave, but ..." The little prince shrugged helplessly

"This group of martial arts is not suitable to be a ruler, even a brutal ruler-really, they burned the fields and destroyed the fruit forests, and even killed all the imperial people in the villages and towns. I have no opinion, but even the management It ’s too much to do things like the warehouse well! ”

"I think let them go on like this, not to mention alive, for fear that even those fortresses and outposts can be demolished by them."

Listening to the elven little prince ’s complaints, the chief wizard of the imperial court, who had already received the enlightenment, bowed and saluted, “His Royal Highness, as your servant and courtier, will be willing to serve you anytime, anywhere.

"Not for service, but for reward."

Rodria Azore nodded with satisfaction. "Your Excellency Anson Zade, you have been promoted-from now on, I will appoint you as ... well, the governor and tax officer and official and first governor of West Sakland check!"

"I grant you the right to say nothing other than me. You can even form your own staff-within the control of my army, you have absolute command and law enforcement power over any noble warrior."

"In short, I want you to use the shortest time to change the present terrible situation for me, so that the areas we have conquered can provide food, supplies, supplies to the army ... Well, there must be some slave labor when necessary; any When someone disobeyed your order, he cut me off his head! "

The elf little prince waved his hand very hard, indicating that he was determined.

And Anson Zade's eyes flashed a strange color.

As far as he knew, the second batch of reinforcements from the mainland had arrived in Ebden, and it would not take long for them to follow the path of the little prince to support the battle against the imperial capital.

Faced with such a support force, His Royal Highness Rodria Azore ’s first reaction was not excitement, but a little fearful—because if his military situation was too bad, he must rely more on subsequent reinforcements.

He does n’t want others to think he is important to him, and he does n’t want to show any weak or vulnerable side in front of outsiders-he is a player, this is his game, only he can control the situation and decide how to act, not reverse come.

"Then the work will be left to you, Lord Sussex, the Archbishop." Pat the shoulder of Anson Zade, the little prince said jokingly

"When this matter is over, if I can succeed in the throne by the imperial capital, I will let you become the first king of the eagle king in the history of the Azores ..."

"boom----------!!!!"

Suddenly, the explosion sound steals the words of the little prince.

The shocked little prince, Anson, and all the elf warriors turned their heads in perfect harmony to look at the source of the explosion sound-I saw a raging fire mixed with billowing smoke, and went straight to the sky!

Looking at the fireworks rising from the ground, the stunned Rodria Azore froze for a minute, and then suddenly reacted, "Wouldn't that be ..."

"It's the manor we just passed!"

Anson Zade ’s reaction was slightly faster, and he hurriedly hurriedly scolded the elves and samurai around him.

"Yes!"

With a scream of anger, an elf warrior disappeared into the jungle beside the road, and the rest was tightly wrapped around the carriage, the steel gun was raised, and the long knife was sheathed.

A very bad hunch spread inside Rodria Azore.

A moment later, the elf warrior who hurried back proved his guess-and brought even more exciting news.

"Loren Turin ?!"

At the moment of hearing the name, the elven little prince stunned. "How could he be here, isn't he going to the northern boundary mountain ?!"

"Please, Your Highness, believe that even if your subordinate is dead, you can't forget the appearance of that person!" The elf warrior knelt on one knee and gritted his teeth.

"The commander who captured the manor was indeed the culprit who killed the chief of the court by blocking the army of Duke Byrne in Ebden for a month!"

"In addition, the subordinates also heard the cry of" Long live the Duke "," Tianyou Turin ", so it must be Duke Byrne!"

"How many troops does he have ?!"

Anson Zade on the side immediately asked a more critical question, "Are there any other troops besides himself and the guard?"

"The subordinates only saw a large number of fully armed, equipped with armored swords, and elite‘ Byan knights ’of horses and spears, as for the number ... at least thousands!”

"Thousands ?!"

"At least a thousand, and there is the figure of the Duke Guard-the demon hunter." The elf warrior focused on the head. "It is preliminarily predicated that his striker is elite ~ www.readwn.com ~ is conducting armed reconnaissance."

"If this is the case, according to our previous experience in fighting the Byern Corps, a large number of heavy infantry regiments and light cavalry regiments must be nearby not far away!"

The elf prince was shocked.

"Your Highness, are you going to face the battle?" Anson Zade looked back, with a trace of fear in his eyes, and a trace of war. "That person is now only protected by more than a thousand people. If we start immediately, his army is absolutely too late. of!"

"In any case, we must make a decision immediately!"

The little prince, who gradually recovered from the shock, took a deep breath, as if he had made some great determination.

"Anson, you are right. The more we are in a crisis, the more we must calm down, not panic, nor be afraid. We are proud Azores, noble warriors, blood of the eagle king We have to make a decision bravely. "

"Then your decision is ..."

"run!"