Shaman from Afar

When the sunny day rises, the long roar, like a thunderous dragon roar, wakes up the sleeping Jufeng Mountain.

When everyone in the camp at the foot of the mountain rubbed their sleepy eyes and was awakened and walked out of the tent, what they saw in front of them was a sight they would never forget!

Cyan, gold, silver, crimson, dark purple ... compared to the ranks, the dragons who often don't even see a head on weekdays, but today there are so many to pick on!

Wings flank, teeth spread claws, soaring up and down the clouds between the tops of the mountains; the roar of the dragon makes people feel as if their souls are shaking and dancing.

At the next moment, the roaring dragons broke through the clouds and used the center of the torch peak to control the sky and flew in all directions.

In the startled camp, there was silence first, and then a cheer no worse than the dragon roar broke out!

Especially many refugees and legionnaires from East Sakland-if Ebden and the Bayerns were just surprised, they were shocked.

In the legends and history of their ancestors, only twice have they seen giant dragons rolling into the clouds and dancing on the top of Jufeng Mountain-and each time, it is a sign that they are about to reach the turning point of the destiny of the empire.

The first was the second generation, His Majesty Eckhardt's "Great Conquest";

For the second time, His Majesty Brandon I of the sixth generation, "Sage", resolved to go north and fight against the evil gods and monsters in the blood corpse valley;

At any time afterwards, even the tenth generation of gathering heroes, "Long Dragon Queen" and "Black Duke" had never seen such a scene when they crossed the empire.

In the hearts of the East Sakran people who were crowned the "Dragon King Family" by the royal family and controlled the empire by dragons, the destiny of the empire and the dragons were linked; every move and anomaly of the dragons was The superstitious "East Sakran Countryman" is seen as a sign of the destiny of the empire.

The dragon of Jufeng Mountain once again "falls out of the nest", which indicates that the empire will once again usher in a turning point of fate; as long as it can win, the empire will once again have the glory of six generations!

"Really going?"

At the foot of the mountain, Brandon, standing on the wall of the floating city, inserted his waist, looking at the dark-haired wizard with disappointment. "Stay for a few more days.-There is still some time for Dresis and my legion to go south. I Not many of them can fight. "

"With you there, at least don't worry about the gang of rioters being crushed by the rebel noble's private soldiers."

"Forget it, my stay will only give those imperial nobles more reasons to resist you." The black-haired wizard shrugged and didn't take Brandon's words seriously

"Let a Duke Byrne command the rebellion in East Sackland ... unless you are really going to slaughter it here."

"What's more, if I don't go back, who will prepare the funds for the next rebellion?"

Upon hearing this, the expression of His Royal Highness collapsed, and he glanced sadly at the camp below.

That's right, if you don't wait for the rebellion to end in this way, you have to be alive and poor!

In fact, there are such signs now ... just relying on the materials brought out from Ebden, they can still barely support it; when the food is exhausted, it is impossible to kill without thinking.

"Okay, that seems to be the case." Helplessly spreading his hands, Brandon twitched his mouth reluctantly. "You can go home, my wizard advisor."

"But don't be too comfortable ... you will be busy until the spring tomorrow at the latest."

The expressions of the two men were dignified at the same time.

"The Secretary of the Army, my dear Uncle Severin and Grand Duke Yuri Wiltz of Elleman are blocking the border of Eboden right now-according to the habit of my elder brother, he will never be absolutely sure that he will never fight the enemy , Especially the lone army who has no retreat. "

"And the battle on the front line of Lotel's Deep Forest Castle is very unsuitable for large-scale legions, regardless of the enemy or the enemy; the elder brother will provide some assistance and logistics at most, and will not be stupid enough to go to the battlefield."

So this winter, will it be the last truce?

For a moment, Loren probably understood what Brandon meant.

Although Connor's "face war mobilization" was almost "face defeat" under the intervention of the imperial nobles, it exposed not only the noble side but also the empire's own problems.

To put it simply, the peaceful time has passed too long, and there is no preparation for "face mobilization" from top to bottom.

The three generations of eleventh, twelfth, and thirteenth since the "Queen of the Mad Dragon" have never experienced the threat that will threaten the survival of the entire empire as before; even the invasion of monsters, the invasion of centaurs, or the dwarves Kingdom turmoil ... often just mobilizing the army of one or two principalities, and at most sending three or five more regiments to solve the problem.

So this time in the "Sacran riots", Connord not only saw the mismatch of the nobles, but also the psychological preparation for the mobilization of the empire, and I did not know how to mobilize the war potential of the entire empire. One thing.

Such a grand event is by no means an order within the imperial capital; it is a grand event that requires the royal family to cooperate with the principalities and cooperate with each other to reach a tacit understanding and do their best to complete it!

The problem now is that the opposite Azores might have already completed such a face mobilization-otherwise they would not be able to transport two troops with more than 100,000 troops across the misty sea so easily There are also reinforcements.

But the empire has not.

Therefore, Connor ’s plan is probably to take advantage of the winter closure of the port, on the one hand to block off the invading enemies, and to fight for breathing time; on the one hand, to complete the mobilization preparation within the empire, especially the middle class, until the Spring Festival, renewed enthusiasm, Fight against the enemy.

After all, as a defensive party, the empire still has the advantage of geographical location, and it can more easily gather the superior forces and annihilate the invading enemies separately.

As for the specific plan, it can be roughly seen from Brandon's next plan.

Externally, he reached a tacit agreement with several principalities to rebuild the "King of Swords" to attract the hearts of the Duke; protect the indulgence of Brandon to eliminate dissidents and consolidate East Sacrament; he was in the imperial capital with the upper class nobles. The churches worked hard to get their support.

Well, it is really full of wishful thinking.

"So you really plan to just follow Connor's ideas so obediently?"

"Of course, it's good for me anyway, why not?" Brandon shrugged, a natural posture, and sighed with emotion. "After all, it's all for DeSalesion ... and the Empire."

Looking at Brandon who was "suddenly honest", even if he had seen him once, Loren was still stunned.

No, so mature and calm, the overall "shameless prince" is too incompatible!

Really ... What kind of stimulus did he get?

"What's the matter with you, is this expression again?" Brandon raised his eyebrows puzzledly, and then his eyes lit up, and he was very surprised, and raised his mouth. "It is impossible for me to be mature and calm, and I was shocked by Gu's performance ?!" "

"..." Loren Turin.

"Oh, don't be so embarrassed-I know, many times my growth and performance will exceed people's imagination. It is normal to be surprised, nothing special."

Eyebrows fluttered, the unspoken expression of the crown prince, "How is it now, does it seem that I feel particularly reliable and particularly confident-is there a little bit, um ... want to stay with me to impulse?"

"……Goodbye."

The expressionless dark-haired wizard turned and walked into the floating city without looking back.

"Hey, hey ... wait, why are you in such a hurry, I am wrong, I apologize?"

The panicked Brandon immediately showed his original shape.

Stopping and not turning, Loren turned his head indifferently.

"Okay ..." Scratching his head, his royal Highness, who looked at Loren's expression, immediately understood. "Take care, by the way, remember to say hello to Charlotte for me, and say ... uh ..."

"Forget it ... I don't think I want to say anything, it might make her like me a little bit."

The black-haired wizard nodded in favor.

The sound of the floating city came and slowly took off.

In the distance on the mountain of Jufeng, the roar of the dragons sounded again.

The sound was like thunder.

…………………………

The road from East Sackland to the Principality of Byrne is connected by the Quartet Avenue.

Because Charlotte had n’t been notified in advance about the Mount Jufeng-in fact, even the battle of Eboden, it was only after the fight that I remembered to inform her-so the "especially guilty" Loren did n’t dare to delay for half. After arriving at the border, the team immediately "divided into three groups."

Loren himself took the remaining more than one hundred winged devil hunters on horseback, walked on the Quartet Avenue and drove forward, bypassing all the towns and fortresses of the route, and went directly to the Red Blood Fort;

The vice-armed Knights of Byrne, under the leadership of Eckert, Earl of Wrathforth, laid a banner, passing by a castle and a town, spreading the results of the battle of Ebden and the news of "Duke Byrne Survival" spread throughout the whole Byrne

In the end, all the wounded soldiers, wizards, and unwilling to follow Brandon, followed the Ebden refugees who arrived in Byrne, were arranged in the floating city, and slowly followed behind, so as not to drag down the speed of the march.

Under the blessing of "light advance", Loren traversed the three Earl's Collars in only two days, and arrived at the border of Red Blood Fort in the afternoon of the third day.

Looking at the vast fields of farmland in the vast wilderness, the exquisite windmill garden and the lush vineyards, the dark-haired wizard with a very nervous heart was finally relieved.

He hurried back so desperately, and the trip to Jufeng Mountain was a last resort. The explanation should explain ... At this time, Charlotte will not be reborn ... right?

Looking at the red blood fort standing halfway up the mountain like a knight, Loren's cheeks twitched instinctively.

Now is the winter season, even the Red Blood Fort in the south can already see the traces of the cold wind-the wheat field is already a large area of ​​golden yellow, and the jungle in the wilderness is also mixed with red and yellow Light green, more gorgeous than the summer season.

It's just that now it's winter, is it too busy on the road outside the city?

On the road not far from the mountain, one after another has been crowded by farmers, travelers, caravans, carriages, and variously dressed pedestrians; most of them are rushing towards the Red Blood Fort Go, but there are also many businessmen who set up stalls directly on the roadside and eagerly sold them.

This kind of "temporary market" actually spread from a tavern farthest outside the castle to the town outside the walls of the Red Blood Castle. It stretched for a few miles, and the department was full of jams.

When the surprised black-haired wizard and Lusien and their party arrived outside the castle, they saw it ten times more lively than the streets outside the city-hundreds of colorful swallowtail flags were hung as decorations On the city wall; the market in the town is already crowded.

Every tavern is full, every hotel is full of people, every carriage is jammed in the crowd ... At first glance, it looks like the people of the Bayern have recorded this town!

"Holy Cross ..." found Lucien, who had been unable to walk, looked at the "population" in front of him in a trance and muttered, "This ... what kind of celebration is it, how can it be more lively than the Midsummer Festival?"

"Midsummer Festival ... how could this summer's Midsummer Festival be comparable to this ?!" A businessman walking in front of them heard his words and turned his head in surprise.

"This is a big sensation for Byrne-the Earls of the Thirteen Collars ... er, except for the Earl of the Fury Castle that accompanied the Duke, the ministry came here specially!"

"What the **** is that for?" Gray pupil looked puzzled.

"Well ... There are two things in total." Seeing that Lusien was a foreigner, the businessman immediately started talking. "The first is of course to celebrate the Duke's victory in Ebden, defeating the million of the Azores alone. The army, this is a merit that the cavalier kings of the past have not had, and even the emperor of the De Salien family cannot compare!

"You see, they didn't quickly invite the Duke to Mount Jufeng and talk to the dragons with a smile-otherwise, what else can praise our Duke for such great achievements!"

"..."

Twitching his throat, Lucien glanced carefully at the dark-haired wizard behind him. "So ... what about the second thing?"

"The second one ~ www.readwn.com ~ is of course a wedding!" The businessman said with a frown. "For us bain, can there be anything bigger than a wedding in this world ?!"

"The Countess of the Red Blood Castle, um ... It should be said that the Round Table Parliament officially announced that it will hold an unprecedented grand wedding at the banquet celebrating the Duke's triumph to add more grace to this glorious day!"

"Wedding?" Lucien scratched his head. "Who's wedding?"

"Who's wedding, who else's wedding-you wouldn't mean it on purpose?" The businessman widened his eyes, looked around and coughed repeatedly.

"Although it has not been officially announced yet, my wife's younger brother, his second cousin, is a second-class chef in the court of the Red Blood Castle, who was instructed to make a Sacran dove-you know, this was the emperor when he was in the heavenly palace The delicacies that can only appear at the wedding, so the protagonist of this wedding ... "

"Of course it is our duke!"

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