Chapter 307, Decisive Battle

In the conference room, Earl of Glamorgan, Earl of Glamorgan, Marquess of Ascot, Connery, Duke of Winford François, Duke of Boldereau, Duke Boderick, and others are discussing plans for reinforcements.

"There is a storm blowing on the sea right now, and the fleet is unable to leave the port." Duke Boderick shook his head towards Ryan and Francois: "The storm is too strong, Mannan's will cannot be violated, and the fleet will be destroyed if it forcibly leaves the port. "

"Then we can't support Lyonnaise by sea." Ryan said helplessly to Francois: "If...I mean, if Lyonnaise really needs reinforcements, then we can only go by land."

"Did Darhid ask us for help?" Boderick asked Ryan and Francois suddenly.

"...No." Both Ryan and Francois shook their heads.

"No help, no letter, if we rashly lead the army to support Dalheide, it's okay to win, at most it's illegal entry, if we lose...Hey, Ryan, Francois, do you believe it? , Dalhaide will shift the responsibility for the defeat to us?" Boderick suddenly smiled strangely, there is actually a lot of discord between the Duke of Bordeaux and the Duke of Lyonnaise, because the territories of the two sides Both have long coastlines, and Bodleix is ​​a big trading port, so the two sides naturally have a lot of competition.

Because of this, Duke Boderick is not that interested in supporting the Principality of Lyonnaise. Out of knightly morality, he will not ignore the righteousness and refuse to send support.

He will support an army and a sum of money and food. What Boderick means is that these people will be handed over to Commander Ryan, and the rest is none of his business. If this is in the empire, the electors don't care about knight morals , In the case of a bad relationship, if they don't support each other, they don't support each other.

It makes sense for Boderick to do this, because if the castle of Lyonnaise cannot be defended, no one knows whether the barbarians will attack Courona by the road to the east, or continue south to attack Mousillon and Poldereau ? He must be well prepared.

"That's my opinion too, Ryan, go back and gather the army, and wait for the lady's oracle or Duke Dalheide's request for help." Francois said to Ryan: "I will send Gerald and Connery to lead an army Go to protect Korona, and at the same time transport some food and grass to the past."

"Understood." Ryan nodded, and his territory was already preparing for war.

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Lyonnaise, North, Barrymont Castle.

This castle was once used to guard a large number of uninhabited hills and mountains nearby. There were several knights and hundreds of militiamen stationed here. Since there is no coast here,

It is also not close to the forest, so there are no wars all year round, and the army is not full. Most of the knights hurried to join Casvann's team when they heard that Casvann, the Duke of Palaion, was preparing for the war. very weak.

Hundreds of serf thugs took advantage of this opportunity to come here. They received a hint from an unknown person. After receiving guidance, they pretended to be suffering serfs, said that the village was robbed, and asked the Lord Knight for support. .

The Lord Knight simply agreed to support him. He opened the city gate, and the unsuspecting knight was killed by the thugs using dung forks, pitchforks, and hoes. Then the serfs occupied the castle. Lu's leading serf, came to be the leader of everyone.

The leading serf held high the banner and proclaimed himself the lord of Barrymount Castle. He put forward a slogan that made the serfs rejoice, that is, "divide the land equally, whoever grows it, eat the food together, and share the clothes together." Wear clothes, eat enough for everyone, wear warm clothes, and build an independent kingdom that is truly equal and not exploited by Lord Knights."

So the rioting serfs gathered towards Barrymont Castle one after another to pledge their allegiance to Nero.

However, within a few days of the good times, these serfs began to feel that something was wrong.

First of all, Nero, the lord of the self-proclaimed Barrymont Castle, was not engaged in production, nor were the serfs around him who rioted with him at the beginning. In a good room, drinking the fine wine from the master knight’s cellar, sleeping on the master knight’s bed, playing with the master knight’s wife and daughter, and throwing away the leftovers when they are full, and many serfs outside are still hungry belly.

The grain in the grain storehouse was quickly spoiled by Nero and others, and now the castle owner and his little friends were going to starve, so Nero immediately ordered that all the rations in the hands of the serfs should be "handed in", It is used as the "national treasury", and all the surplus money and grain are owned by the "national treasury".

These grains and coins collected into the "national treasury" were used and spent at will by Nero and others. Any serfs who raised their opinions were cruelly retaliated by them, either executed or assassinated. A lot of wooden piles were built outside the castle, which were specially used to execute the serfs who opposed him.

It was only then that many serfs realized that the knight lord often followed the rules, but the serfs' methods of dealing with their own people were cruel and vicious, and their behavior was even worse than that of the knight lord.

But at this time, the northern barbarians invaded, Nero and others saw that the situation was not good, and took a few of their cronies to turn around and run away with money and food, leaving these helpless rioting serfs to the northern barbarians .

The serfs had no equipment, no training, and it was impossible to fight against the barbarian army, so they ran away, ran away, and the remaining serfs tried their best to collect some food and knelt on the road. side, begging for mercy.

It was the tomahawk of the northern savage who answered them: "Go to hell! Low southerners."

The northern barbarians didn't want prisoners at all. Except for a very small number of prisoners of war who were used as food for the chaos hell cannon, all the Bretons were slaughtered, and their heads were piled up to make altars.

When Egil's central army marched into Barrymont Castle, there were more wooden stakes outside the castle than at any time, impaled on them with the headless corpses of thousands of surrendered serfs.

Egil led Chaos Wizard Chakoy, Chaos Champion Kovindev, Chaos Champion Yar, Chaos Champion Haldorn, Chaos Dwarf Lord Zumala and others strode into Barrymont Castle.

"These southerners may not be as weak as we imagined." Egil looked at the map with some surprise in his tone.

Jules received the news that the castle of Tours had fallen, which was not the case.

Eisen, the Knight of the Holy Grail, led three thousand forwards to defend the Castle of Tours. He repelled two waves of attacks by the barbarian forwards, beheaded the chiefs of three small tribes and several barbarian champions, and ensured the transfer of the residents. After the news that the Chaos Mammoth and the Chaos Hellcannon were approaching, Eisen knew that his mission was completed, so he ordered the retreat and escorted all the residents to retreat to Leonasse Castle, leaving an empty city to Egil .

In a rage, Egil beheaded the chiefs of several small tribes one after another. Now he found that the southerners were not as weak as he imagined, especially the Holy Grail Knight aroused his strong interest.

"The previous plan has been cancelled. I originally planned to arrive at the castle of Lyonnasay before the southerners' army was assembled, but now it seems that this plan is almost impossible to realize. We have spent too much money on the Castle of Tours. More time." Egil pointed his finger at Tours Castle and Lyonnasay Castle, located tens of kilometers south of Tours Castle: "Now, the Southerners must have gathered a large number of troops."

"That's right, the scouts also paid back in this way." Chaos champion Kovindev nodded. He was wearing a dicera helmet and black plate armor, and the blood-red pattern on his body was extremely ferocious. All low southerners!"

"It's not that easy, father." Chaos wizard Chakoy remained calm: "The knights of Brittania are known as the strongest knights in the old world. We must deal with them carefully, otherwise we may be hit hard. There are very few cavalry."

"Well." Egil nodded. There are very few war horses in the northern wasteland. Their war horses are generally called Norscan war horses. This kind of horse is a kind of scavenger, cold-resistant, weak in endurance, and weak in explosive power. There are only 500 cavalry in the 30,000-strong army, and most of them are light cavalry.

After Chakoy's careful explanation, Egil understood that the Britannian knights pay attention to their reputation, and the Leonese knights don't know much about their own army, but they are bound to attack head-on under such hatred, and Dahl It is also impossible for Duke Hyde to lock up in the castle and sit back and watch the barbarian army rampage in his principality like this. He also urgently needs to destroy the barbarian army, or at least drive them out of his own country.

Therefore, a field battle is imperative.

The bloody mind of the Khorne God's Chosen champion, who had been dominant in the north for centuries, immediately started to think. He suddenly realized that the purpose of luring the Britannian knight army to leave the castle and go out for a decisive battle was ripe.

"Set up a formation on the Nanzi Plain and let all the troops obey orders!" After thinking about it, Egil began to order: "We will have a decisive battle with the Britannia knight army here!"

The Nanz Plain is located 80 kilometers north of Lyonnaise Castle and 20 kilometers south of Barrymont Castle. It is a narrow plain covered with hills, full of rocks and woods that can effectively block the play of heavy cavalry.

"Yes!" Several chaotic champions were ordered to leave the big tent. Egil's body was filled with blood-red aura, and he set his eyes on the corner of the big tent.

A woman named Hungster, who used to be called Elizabeth, was sitting there. Even though it had only been two weeks, her belly had become round, and life was being conceived inside. Growing at a speed beyond ordinary people, with countless sacrifices along the way, Egil not only respects the blood god Khorne, but also satisfies Khorne with the heads of countless southerners. Respect, so this little life also grows double under the gaze of the four gods.

That was the son Egil had dreamed of.

Hengst's face was very pale. She noticed that Egil was looking at her, her eyes were a little dodged, and she didn't dare to look directly at the great champion of Khorne.

Egil snorted coldly, turned and walked out of the tent.

You're useless until the baby is born.

Wait, my son, wait, my father will welcome your birth with the greatest victory, the greatest sacrifice, you will be the heir to my great kingdom, and you will be born in Khorne Grow up in favor and become the most honored Son of Chaos who ever lived.

Behold, my son!