Warhammer Throne

1045) grandpa

The position of the third marshal gave Boderek many considerations. The first is that Boderek is the only naval marshal in Brittania, who is particularly good at leading the navy, and the second-ranked navy coach is his son. Even though Federmond and the Shanghai God Fleet have announced that they will take orders from the Knight King Ryan, the Poseidon knights and sailors of the Principality of Polderau still occupy an overwhelming majority in the Poseidon Fleet, so this alone is worth it. The title of a marshal.

In the same way, the Principality of Poderro of Boderico was the first principality in Brittania that began commercialization, industrialization and urbanization. Due to its geographical environment, excellent deep-water ports, naval bases and many free people, Bo Derek also joined Ryan's camp very early. It can be said that he is second only to François in supporting Ryan. Although the old duke was busy dealing with the transfer of shifts and cultivating his own son in the later period, the Poseidon fleet also Played an extremely important role.

Therefore, Su Liya, the fairy in the lake, and Morjana originally had the opinion that Bo Derek should be ranked fifth or fourth, but Ryan thought it must be ranked third.

There are already three marshals, who is the fourth marshal?

Ryan continued reading: "Raun Leo Cornwall!"

The fourth marshal is Raun Leo Cornwall in Olengrad!

The audience held their breath for this, and many people made incomprehensible questions. Ryan's mouth slightly cocked when he saw this. The appointment of Raun was also based on political considerations. The two sides used to compete for the throne. Later, after Raun failed, he chose to give up, and the two sides compromised, but in fact, if Raun did not take the initiative to stay in Olengrad and give up the governance this time, he would not be in the fourth position. Since he did so, Then the position of the fourth marshal must be given.

Raun's marshal's scepter medal gown was picked up by his lieutenant, the Knight of the Holy Grail, De-Liones, and will soon be sent to Olengrad.

"Carade de Galament!"

The fifth marshal is Calade from the Duchy of Bastogne!

There is no doubt that Carad won the applause and applause of the audience. This year has been more than fifty. Carad, who has the best integrity and has just been awarded the highest lady medal and the position of Marquis, is a little embarrassed in the eyes of everyone. Tai, he first bowed deeply, stretched out his hands to take the large silver plate from the fairy in the lake, and then bowed again to everyone in the entire palace hall with some restraint.

Carad’s life is full of misery. He lost his mother and sister when he was young. He was poisoned by his fiancé when he was just growing up. His half-brothers fell into vampires, and he finally welcomed him as a teacher and a friend, a father and a brother. The return of Jules and his sister Anara, who had completed the training of the Lake God Prophet, resulted in Jules's death in Lyonasse. Anara died in love, and Calade personally beheaded his brother Belites who became a vampire.

But Kalad never succumbed to fate. He used his performance to win the admiration of almost everyone. Needless to say, his series of glorious deeds are no longer needed. Even the elves and lizards of the new world know his name.

"May you live up to the name of the marshal, Qing Karad." Ryan nodded at Karad with a smile.

The Knight King actually ranked Kalad sixth in the previous private discussions. The reason is very simple. After all, Kalad is not completely loyal to Ryan. He is more like a fairy in the lake than the Holy Grail under Ryan. The Holy Grail, and Calade’s has its own problems. The famous Holy Grail of Sanctuary is a typical example of personal martial arts superior to generals, and generals superior to military governance. He has always been a follower, the only time The experience of leading the army alone is guarding Chantilon and rescuing Olengrad, but the entire military plan was also formulated by Meletskov and Rokosovsky. Therefore, whether Karad can truly stand alone remains the test of time. .

But Sulia, Morjana, and the Fairy of the Lake all said that it was better to let Karad rank fifth, and finally Ryan agreed.

"Bertrand de Nottingham!"

At that time, the leader of the Bergerac thieves in the Chalong Forest, now the Chosen of Thar, the commander of the old guards, the Baron of Nottingham, and Bertrand, the winner of the Lady of the Highest Lake, came up to accept the award, and the sixth marshal was the real meaning The sanctuary powerhouse who is only loyal to Ryan can be ranked a little low, but Bertrand is very satisfied with this.

Bertrand has proven many times that he has the ability to stand alone. In the Battle of the Swamp of Pain, Ryan's main force is still behind. He has defeated the main force of the Beastman with a partial division and personally shot the Beastman Supreme Beastmaster. There is no problem with his personal martial arts, and he is absolutely loyal to Ryan, Bertrand’s marshal is well deserved.

"Konstantin Konstantinovich Rokosovsky!"

As a Marshal of Ugos, Mrs. Kiesler and Kiesloff, Rokosovsky was the first general in old world history to receive the title of marshal of two countries at the same time, and as the first newly formed general of Ryan The commander-in-chief of the Garrison Corps, Rokosovsky has a very glorious service experience and history. More importantly, he has demonstrated a very strong commanding ability, firm will and excellence in a series of previous wars. Strategic and tactical capabilities.

But Rokosovsky has his own weaknesses. The marshal’s offensive methods are often too fierce and adventurous. His battle plans are always in the nature of gambling, which greatly tests the execution ability of the army and the monarch’s treatment of him. Is it trustworthy enough.

Luo Shuai came to the stage to receive the Marshal's Medal, the Marshal's gown and the Marshal's Scepter. He bowed to Ryan, and then to the Fairy in the Lake. Being awarded the Marshal in another country made Luo Shuai a little bit dumbfounded and confused in time and space. Thinking of the current situation of Kislov and the ending of his former colleagues, Luo Shuai already knew how lucky he was, so he accepted the title of marshal.

"Roland Marshall!"

The eighth marshal is Roland Marshall. The former Breton border defense marshal has a big question mark whether he is loyal to Ryan or his ability. Ryan still ranks him among the top ten marshals. The comfort to the veteran knights and nobles and the deep recognition of Marshal Roland for decades of guarding the border, but obviously that is the end. Ryan will not reuse Roland, but has sworn allegiance to Richard and Raun. It is also unlikely that Roland will suddenly change the court, and both sides can accept such a relationship.

"Lucien!"

The ninth marshal is Lucien. The reason why he was chosen as the marshal has already been mentioned above, so I won't repeat it here.

"Davu!"

The last marshal was Nicolas Davout!

This decision shattered everyone's glasses.

Davu’s military qualifications are only a few years old? Is this the marshal?

? ? ? ?

Many people sitting below showed displeased expressions, and applause seemed sparse.

Dawu took the stage with some hesitation. He hesitated in his footsteps, as if he knew he was a little hard to convince the crowd.

"Opportunities are always for those who are prepared, Dawu, do you know what I will choose you?" At this moment, the fairy in the lake spoke in person, and the goddess motioned Dawu to come on stage. She smiled and said: "I see In the middle, you have the courage to do things and stand up, you are still young, Da Wuqing, this is the biggest reason I choose you."

"I may not be able to bear such a heavy responsibility, my lady." The old guard lowered his head with shame: "This is too heavy for me, I think it should be awarded better and more valuable. Object……"

"Aren't you a better and more valuable person yourself?" The fairy in the lake motioned to Dawu to approach. As an inspiration, the goddess reached out and patted Dawu on the shoulder: "Accept it, if you think you are not enough, Then prove to everyone that you are enough to shoulder such honor and responsibility."

"Accept it, Dawu, you deserve it." Ryan said with a smile.

"Yes!" Dawu no longer hesitated when he saw this, he knelt on one knee and accepted all this.

The ceremony for the canonization of the ten marshals was thus completed. The ten most prominent marshals of Brittania now stand in front of everyone, accepting the cheers and applause of everyone, followed by a banquet and ceremony.

However, at the scene, when all the ten marshals were exposed, a visiting guest had already lifted his feet and secretly left the banquet scene through the back door.

The registered name of this distinguished guest is Robert von Killermann, and his registered identity is the famous Wolf Emperor, the famous deputy of Emperor Mandred who saved the entire empire from the Skaven War and the Black Death. The descendants of Count Robert von Killermann, who is still in use today in the "Empire Code", have the same name as their ancestors.

Logically speaking, this distinguished guest should have been ancient for more than a thousand years, but today he appeared on the canonization site in such a grand manner, and no one noticed his presence at the entire banquet, which is really weird. Things.

"It's okay." In the face of Ryan's canonization, the visitor gave the following comments coldly: "Not as good as Robotel, Davout is eighth, Bertrand fifth."

"...Go to see grandson."

…………I should go to see the dividing line of grandson…………

Just when Ryan had just processed the canonization of the Ten Marshals, he finally set off to return to his Duke’s castle to prepare for the winter.

In early November, in central Brittania, one of the earliest territories of the Counts of Glamorgan, the Baron of Jean, and Ryan, north of the Redfish Village, the first snow in 2515 of the imperial calendar slowly fell on the sky. , Above the Linhai Snowfield, a huge figure with golden helmet and golden armor was pulling a relatively short and lively figure, strolling among the ice and snow.

Just behind this figure, four imperial imperial soldiers followed step by step, separated by about four or five meters, and the faces of each of the imperial soldiers could not help showing joy.

Similarly, Anglang followed this giant and small figure with the yellow-red dwarf master craftsmanship plate armor and carrying two divine weapon battle axes. A little bit relieved and happy, and on the other side couldn't help feeling sore and jealous. Seeing that figure was talking to his nephew, he couldn't put his mouth in, so he could only sullenly put his hands behind his back, muttering something.

"What a big snow, grandpa, is there such a big snow in Holy Terra?" The already very sturdy little guy is very excited to hold his grandfather's hand, his grandfather is too tall, so that the little guy Raise her hands to hold Grandpa.

"It used to be, only in memory." When grandpa let the white snowflakes fall on his black mid-length hair, he heard his grandson's questioning, and grandpa's originally extremely cold and icy tone was also Weiwei has some emotions: "No more.

"Wow, that's a pity, I like watching snow the most!" Little Devin Hill said with great interest.

"...Hmm." Grandpa only responded slightly, leading his grandson to continue watching the snow.

"Grandpa, I went to Obien for an adventure with Uncle Anglang some time ago!" The little grandson is still proud to show off his experience: "Uncle Anglang is with me, and he is responsible for dealing with those trolls and marshes. Demon or something, I’ll be responsible for solving the old sage’s mystery, grandpa, let me tell you, Uncle Anglang is so stupid, he doesn’t know any of those simple puzzles, it’s so stupid!"

"He has never been smart." Grandpa replied still coldly.

"@#￥%*&~!" An Gelang who followed behind was full of gloom and sullen expression. He whispered a few words of stinky boy, took two steps, thought about it and felt uncomfortable, and followed up again: " Smelly nephew, you must spank you next time!"

"Grandpa, let me tell you that Uncle Anglang can only do this." Little Devonhill let go of his grandfather's big hand, he trot all the way to a big tree, holding his sword on the tree Draw a mark of the ancient sage, the little guy hopped around in front of the big tree: "For example, Uncle Anglang found a puzzle of the ancient sage here, but he could not solve it, so he could only stand stupidly. Waiting for me in front of the puzzle, and then deliberately made a deep expression:'boy, what do these patterns and marks mean?'"

"Then I told him what it meant, and Uncle Anglang would quickly say something;'Yes, I guess it means this', it's too fake, it's not that simple. Uncle is really stupid, ha Haha~"

The little grandson’s joke made the originally very cold and expressionless human lord can’t help but lift his mouth slightly. That’s right, this is Anglang. It’s the inner taste that you want to be tough. "Oh, it’s true. ."

"Hahahaha!" The four imperial imperial soldiers who stood behind laughed happily together, making Anglang almost angered and almost ran away.

"Who taught you these things?" Grandpa said: "Old Sage Runes and Markers?"

"My father took the time to teach me." The little guy nodded seriously, his face showed a distressed expression: "Father teaches the best, but father has a lot of things. He often goes out to fight. When he is away, Mother Lilith and Aunt Olica taught me that they were not as good as their father."

"What else does my father teach you?" the emperor then asked.

"Father also taught me how to flash! Grandpa, look!" Little Devin Hill squeezed a small face, and a psionic imprint appeared on his forehead. The little guy flashed a few meters away with a sound of "BOOM". Waved to the lord of humanity in the ice and snow: "Grandpa, you see I flashed so far!"

"Naughty!" The emperor's face changed slightly, and Little Devonshire did not fully grasp the flash. The Lord of Humanity immediately strode towards Little Devonshire: "You haven't mastered this technique yet."

"Hee hee hee~" Little Devin Hill didn't care at all. Seeing his grandpa reacted fiercely, the little guy forcibly suffocated a flash. Due to the excessive psionic load and insufficient skill, the little guy had a problem this time. He flashed out a meter away, and finally fell into the snow in the forest. He turned over and fell a dog chewing snow: "Oh~"

"Are you okay, nephew?" Anglang's face changed drastically~www.ltnovel.com~ He was about to rush forward.

"You..." The emperor's face changed slightly, and the lord of mankind also appeared in front of the little guy. He was about to speak, but a handful of snowflakes came to him!

Little Devin Hill smiled and wiped the two large **** of snow in his hands directly on the face of the Lord of Mankind filled with countless miracles and light!

The emperor’s sacred face was smeared with snow on Little Devin Hill!

Anglang and the imperial soldiers who followed the emperor just laughed out loud when they saw this.

"Hehehe~ Grandpa, do you know this formation?" The infinitely rampant little grandson pushed the emperor away and ran away fast: "Grandpa, you chase me, grandpa~!"

Emperor: "..."

In this way, in the forest after the first snow, don't have some fun.

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