Chapter 269, Winter Offensive (Part 1)

The sorceress is unwilling to admit defeat, she wants it all, and whatever Veronica gets from Ryan, she wants the same treatment!

Ryan's smile gradually became malicious: "Really? Teresa, are you sure?"

"I'm sure." The sorceress' attitude was very firm, and she didn't want to lag behind.

"It's not that I don't want to give it to you, Teresa, but this kind of engraving can only be fully effective after having that kind of relationship with me, otherwise it will have to be recast one after another." Ryan shook his head: "It's not that I don't want to be with you Do that kind of thing, but obviously it's not the time, and I can see that you're not ready either, so let's talk about it later."

Teresa frowned, she knew what she wanted to do with that "spiritual pattern".

Veronica actually just mentioned to her about the "spiritual pattern" a little bit proudly. Teresa didn't know what the spiritual pattern was, what it was for, or where to engrave it, but a woman's Instinct told her that this thing was very important, so she simply asked.

Hearing Ryan's answer, a big stone landed in the sorceress' heart, and she began to re-examine the relationship between herself and Ryan.

Ryan doesn't hate her, but her appearance is not what Ryan planned, which makes her position here a bit awkward, but after talking with Veronica, Teresa already knows what she is going to do .

"In fact, we can find a time in these few months, Ryan, I am already thirty-one years old, I know what should happen." Theresa said softly: "Actually, when we arrived in Marienburg, I It's ready."

That's why Veronica chased you away in such a hurry, I think she must have seen it, Ryan thought.

And I'm not ready.

"In short, let's talk about it in the next few months, Teresa, I prefer some things to happen naturally, rather than deliberately for some purpose." Ryan took the hand of the female sorcerer: "There will be a time when things will happen naturally. Yeah, we're not there yet."

"Yes, we will." Teresa smiled from the bottom of her heart, and the heavy pressure of this period finally disappeared.

After the rainy season ended, the weather became colder and colder, but the soldiers of the Earl of Glamorgan could smell a scorching heat from the air.

This taste is called war.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Bertrand woke up. After waking up, the former bandit leader subconsciously reached out and touched under the pillow.

After touching a dagger, he laughed at himself.

I am in the town, in the double-storey house that the earl gave me, instead of sleeping in the middle of the Sharon forest, fighting for a place to sleep with the beastmen and green skins, he doesn't need to put a dagger under his pillow .

I'm used to it, there's no way.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, a table, a few chairs, a few cabinets, the floor is covered with sackcloth and animal skins, and your own sword and big bow are hung on the wall. The stone walls are not particularly strong, but they are enough Shelter from the elements.

"Ah!" Bertrand howled in pain. In the early hours of the morning, this feeling of drowsiness and waking up was really uncomfortable. The new sergeant and the commander of the archer company pulled the quilt over his head.

It's useless, I can't sleep.

Bertrand decided to get up.

Today is the day for the army to set off. Soldiers from the three towns have all gathered in Jean Town. More than 20 knights, more than 100 knight retinues, more than 100 sergeants and more than 1,000 infantry regiments have assembled. Everything is in place, all that is left is to start.

When he got up, the sky outside was still gray. Bertrand changed his clothes, washed his face with a little water from the bucket on the first floor, and started to boil water to make soup. He tore a basket of black bread into pieces and threw it into the large Inside the iron pot, there are some vegetables and flour, and even a small piece of pork ham.

The salary and rations after becoming a sergeant are very generous, and Bertrand can enjoy these foods with peace of mind without any psychological burden.

After a while, the sky was just getting bright, and Bertrand's companion, Hugo, also got up. The two sergeants shared a two-story house together, but Hugo had already found one, a fleeing serf from the Principality of Belaron, The family was ruined, and Hugo, Bertrand's old buddy, immediately took a fancy to her blond hair and full breasts, and took them home after seeing her.

"Bertrand, you bandit, why did you get up so early today?" Hugo was also the bandit leader who was enlisted as a sergeant, and now he had a platoon under him. Seeing Bertrand getting up early, he cursed Started to help Bertrand, Hugo and Bertrand have known each other for a long time, Bertrand likes to call Hugo "little man", because this guy's height of 1.65 meters is really short, Hugo likes to call him Bet Lang "Bingo", because Bertrand's archery is so superb that within two hundred steps, Bertrand can hit another arrow that has hit the bull's-eye and split the arrow in two.

After a little cooking, the two sergeants had a breakfast.

"Small man, this is our first time participating in the earl's war. We must show a good performance, otherwise we will shame everyone." Leather, chain mail, blouse, dagger, big bow, sharp sword , Bertrand armed himself fully.

"Yes, yes, I understand." Hugo also knew how merciful Earl Lane was to letting go of the past for the bandits like himself. All the bandits who surrendered swore that they would die for His Excellency the Earl.

In the early morning, there was a sharp knocking sound from the watchtower in the town, and a sergeant was using a hammer to strike the big bell of the watchtower.

"thump thump"

"All together!" shouted the knights.

Outside the town, an army of 1,500 people is rapidly gathering. Hundreds of pike infantry have all put on their shields. The crossbowmen are ready to go. The swordsmen are gearing up. With bright armor and flags raised high, the infantry are all ready. Ready, they yearn for war, for capture, for promotion to sergeant.

Veronica brought more than a dozen apprentice witches to a corner of the army. This kind of war is also a rare opportunity for these apprentice witches. Veronica knows that for most apprentice witches, fighting is the most important thing. A quick way to get promoted.

More than 30 knights will also go out with the army. They are riding fierce horses, wearing beautiful knight armor and gorgeous blouses, with their own shields hanging from the hind legs of the horses, and a sharp sword hanging from their waists. Holding a lance in their hands, compared with the untidy and earthy infantry, the knights were glamorous, and the proud knight-errants raised their heads one after another, looking down on these country bumpkins.

Until the appearance of several kingdom knights, Armand, the holy grail knight, led several kingdom knights and dozens of knight retinues, rode half-breed elf horses, and held high the earl's family coat of arms banner. The several kingdom knights were all wearing plate armor, Armand looked serious: "Is everyone here?"

"Everyone is here, except for the elves." The knight of the kingdom, Hux, was wearing a beautiful dwarf plate armor. The gray coat of arms is the background, and a horn and sword are crossed on the black feather helmet.

Several knights of the kingdom set their sights on a group of dwarves in the army. Most of the armor of these dwarves is old and broken, and the beards of many dwarves are not so clean and tidy, but these dwarves exude a strong Bloody and warlike, the leading dwarf wore a domed helmet with two large horns, and held a battle ax as tall as others in his hand.

"Come on, war, I can bet the brave dwarves are the champions" shouted Swinoviglin, leading more than fifty dwarves, the patriarch of the dwarves led his clan with the permission of Lion Settled here, he couldn't wait to take down the Beastmen and Greenskins.

"The elves are coming too." Ryan's future brother-in-law Julius rode alone, he didn't wear a helmet, he held the rein in one hand, and said to Armand: "Your Excellency Armand, look, over there."

About one hundred woodland guards and twenty or thirty eternal guards appeared under the leadership of the wood elf lord Ogros. Even in winter, the woodland lord simply wore an animal skin cloak with Deron The exquisite scale armor and long sword made by Feinson, with a recurve bow on his back, riding a stag, appeared at the end of everyone's sight.

Julius noticed that most of the wood elves' army looked immature, like children, and the son of the Duke of Wenford said dissatisfiedly: "What do the elves think of this war? Children come to play every house? "

"The elves use this war to train new recruits." Armand shook his head, and the earl's flag officer did not say anything special: "The wood elves want to get the training of war, but they are afraid of losing these recruits, so they took the initiative Offer to participate in our winter war, so that these recruits can be trained and can avoid losses."

"Hum Wood Elf really has a good plan." Julius snorted coldly.

"But we also need wood elves. With them, no beastman can play hide and seek with us." Armand remained calm: "We just need each other."

"Okay." Julius didn't have anything to say. Ryan emphasized to him that he should listen to Armand's command. Although the Duke's son is a marquis, Armand is a Holy Grail Knight: "Your Excellency Armand, this time Are you in charge of the war?"

Unexpectedly, Armand shook his head: "I'm just a flag officer and lieutenant general, and the chief general has someone else."

Orgros led the army of wood elves approaching. The woodland lord was burly, his face and arms were covered with green patterns, and he was full of wildness. He noticed that there were dwarves in the army, so he used the crappy human The language said: "It was agreed before that there would be no dwarfs."

"We never said that the dwarves were not involved in this war. Your Excellency Ogros, it was the wood elves who promised the earl that they would obey the command." Armand said with a frown.

"That's how it is." Ogros frowned. The wood elves are not like the high elves. There is no deep hatred between them and the dwarves, but they just don't like each other.

"Okay, we are going to fight with Pointy Ears, I hope these Pointy Ears will not run ahead of us during the war, and it is inevitable that we will blow their heads off." The dwarf engineer Dugan Tiehan held a A jug of malt wine, with two big dwarf guns on his back, said with a sneer.

"Hahahaha let Pointy Ears know how powerful we dwarves are." The dwarves all laughed and said, "Pointy Ears are a group of younger brothers."

"It's enough for the younger brothers to stand behind and shoot arrows."

The wood elves couldn't understand what the dwarves were saying, but they knew instinctively that it was not a good word. More than 90% of the wood elf troops who came here today were recruits, immature but also impulsive. Many wood elf recruits glared at the dwarves. The dwarves continued to laugh.

The human infantry suffered from both ends. These serf infantry could only bear with their heads down. Facing dwarves and elves, they had a natural sense of inferiority.

At this time, a wild roar pierced the gloomy winter sky, and a huge hippogryph hovered and glides in the air. It obeyed the rider's order and roared loudly, disturbing the whole town.

The army outside the town fell silent, and all eyes were on the Hippogryph in the sky.

There was a strong sense of deterrence from the hippogryph, and even the dwarves and elves were terrified. This exquisitely armored hippogryph finally landed in front of everyone after skimming the low sky. It spread its wings and flaunted its might: "Ow Aww!"

A big bald man wearing a white bear fur cloak and dwarf mithril plate armor jumped off the hippogryph: "Are you ready? My soldiers?"

"Yes! Your Excellency Angron, we are ready!" The knights and sergeants responded loudly to the inquiries of the visitors.

"That's good! Let's go!"

"The whole army is on the move!"

Ryan stood in the castle, watching the army leaving slowly through the window, silent, with some expectations in his eyes, but also some nervousness.

He somewhat understands why the electors of the empire and the dukes of Brittania like to lead their own troops in important battles, because entrusting their army to others like this would make them feel uneasy.

But thinking of having Angron in charge, Ryan's heart relaxed a lot.

"You have to get used to this, Ryan, you are already an earl, there is no need to do everything yourself, you have to know how to let go of many things, it is necessary to maintain a certain degree of mystery and mobility, especially you are the champion of ladies." Morgana The voice came from behind Ryan. The beautiful witch of the lake goddess was wearing a sea-sand white gentle high-necked long dress, sitting on a soft armchair. Sitting opposite her was Teresa. Morgiana was invited by Ryan. The sorceress is being taught advanced methods of sensing magical winds.

That is to say, if Ryan can have this face, if you change the duke casually, the lake god and witch will probably say: "Get out."

"My scout reported to me that there is a batch of vibrating gold in the green leather fortress deep in the Sharon forest. The purpose of this war is not only to exercise, but also to get that batch of vibrating gold." Ryan nodded.

"Okay, let's move on, Teresa."

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