Chapter 459: No Choice

Kriolev didn't know what was waiting for him. When he led the First Corps to march to Bonn Fortress, it was already evening.

"Fortunately, we didn't set up camp too far away just in case, otherwise it would be really troublesome."

Looking at the small black dot of Bonn Fortress on the other side of the horizon, General Kriolev also sighed, and then his face became serious.

"Okay, I know everyone is tired, but we must move forward immediately and get to Bonn Fortress as soon as possible before dark. Karl, prepare for the handover of the fortress. And we must rebuild the fortress... Forget it, let's talk about it when we get there."

Kriolev also sighed helplessly. He had never fought such a frustrating battle in his life, but now it seems that no matter how frustrating it is, he has to fight.

Not only that, Kriolev can also feel that the morale of his men is very low, which is actually understandable. As Hermann's trump card army, the First Army has not been getting along well with Chancellor Styser since he seized power. Many generals are very disgusted with the behavior of Chancellor Styser and the Council, and they have complained privately.

But at that time, they only complained privately, but until the Fourth Army turned against them and raised the banner of clearing the court and punishing the treacherous ministers, many generals in the First Army were also tempted. They thought this was a good opportunity. After all, they and the Council were already incompatible. In this case, why not just kill these bastards who are bullying the country?

This is not just a private discussion. There was even a time when the generals jointly wrote to General Kriolev, but they were all suppressed by him.

And now, the Council not only wants them to fight with each other, but also completely ignores their situation and forcefully formulates strategies. To be honest, the generals and soldiers who had no ideas before must have ideas now.

No one wants to die, right?

As for the Council's operation, even if they defeat the enemy, will the Council have any good results?

Kriolev also knew that people below were thinking, but he had no choice, so he could only suppress his inner boredom and focus on the upcoming defensive battle.

However, just as they were about to reach the fortress, the messenger suddenly ran over in a hurry.

"General, General... something is not right... "

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the stuttering messenger in front of him, Kriolev couldn't help but frown. He was not a good-natured man without temper. He encountered so many unpleasant things in one day. Even if Kriolev was very well-mannered, his voice was a little angry at this moment.

Feeling Kriolev's anger, the messenger was even more pale, but he still spoke hurriedly.

"We arrived at the fortress as you requested, but they refused to open the door! They said they had to see you in person to confirm!"

These damn bastards!

Kriolev was furious when he heard this, and blood rushed to his head. He is the general of the First Legion! The First Army is Hermann's trump card army, and now, such a mere fortress garrison dares to show its displeasure? These people are probably tired of living!

"I'll go see who dares to stop our First Army!!"

At this moment, Kriolev was also furious, and he ran forward angrily, and his adjutant Karl followed behind him. Soon, they came to the front of the team, which was the location of the gate of Bonn Fortress.

Under the setting sun, the fortress looked a little creepy, and on the city wall, the soldiers wearing Hermann armor were also fully armed and stood there, motionless. It looked very serious. Kriolev glanced at these soldiers coldly, then retracted his gaze and shouted loudly.

"I am Kriolev, and I am here to take over the Bonn Fortress by order of the Council. Open the door immediately!"

"Boom boom boom..."

As Kriolev's voice fell, the gate of the fortress slowly opened. Seeing this scene, everyone was relieved. However, before they were ready to enter the fortress, they saw a tall black shadow walking out of it. It was wearing black armor, a helmet that looked like a skull, and carrying a huge war hammer behind it. Its height was almost the same as that of a giant.

Seeing the appearance of this giant, Kriolev frowned, and the soldiers next to him also became nervous.

Then, they saw the giant walked in front of Kriolev and stared at him.

"I'm sorry, General Kriolev, I can't let you enter this fortress."

"What? What does this mean?"

"It's very simple."

Facing Kriolev's question, Duanmu Huai laughed, then suddenly picked up the war hammer and smashed it directly on the ground in front of Kriolev.

"Because this fortress already belongs to our Inquisition!"

"What?!"

Hearing Duanmu Huai's words, Kriolev and his adjutant Carl were immediately shocked. They raised their heads again and looked towards the city wall. This time, dozens of magicians in robes appeared from behind the Herman soldiers, raising their staffs and aiming at them. Obviously, this was not a joke, which meant... this fortress had been taken over by the Inquisition?

How can it be? He clearly had someone keeping an eye on him. If the Tribunal invaded the fortress, why was there no movement?

But no matter how unbelievable it is, the current facts will not change. Kriolev gritted his teeth and stared at Duanmuhuai. In any case, now he has fallen into the trap, and the other party even has a magician... At this distance, they can't escape at all!

Damn it, is all this their plan?

"What do you want?"

Kriolev stared at Duanmuhuai and asked coldly, while Duanmuhuai shrugged his shoulders.

"Not really, actually I just want to ask you a question."

"…………………question?"

"That's right."

Duanmuhuai nodded.

"I'm not very familiar with you. I've only heard that the general of the First Army, Kriolev, is not only a veteran general who has experienced hundreds of battles, but also a wise general. And his adjutant is also recognized as wise and brave. He is Kriolev’s right-hand man, so I just want to ask you...Who are you loyal to?"

"………………"

Hearing Duanmuhuai's inquiry, Kriolev twitched the corners of his eyes and said nothing.

"Loyal to the emperor? But now the emperor has been emptied out. Even senior officials from various countries know that Hermann's new emperor is just a puppet with no influence or power. Or? Are you loyal to the country? Then you have seen it, The current situation in this country is that the people are short of food and clothing. In this cold and harsh environment, they can't even have enough food and clothing, while the high-ranking aristocrats are rich in food and clothing. The culprit of everything..."

As he spoke, Duanmuhuai raised his hand and pointed into the distance.

"It's right there. So, I'm curious, who are you fighting for? Why are you fighting?"

Hearing this, General Kriolev closed his eyes and sighed.

Then, he raised his head and stared at Duanmuhuai.

"I am a black gold knight dedicated to the Herman Empire. Even if this old man dies, he is destined to fight like a knight."

"knight?"

Duanmu Huai snorted lightly.

"Shouldn't a knight be loyal to the country, the lord, and the people? In order to protect the corrupt rights and interests of the Council and those high-ranking officials who prey on the people, what kind of knightly honor is there?"

"……………………"

Kriolev clenched his fists and said nothing, while the adjutant Karl also blushed, but didn't know what to say.

However, what Duanmu Huai said next made both Kriolev and Karl stunned.

"I will not kill you, let alone arrest you, because my enemy is not you."

"Aren't you going to arrest me?"

Hearing Duanmuhuai's words, Kriolev raised his head and looked at him in surprise, while Duanmuhuai shook his head.

"I said, my enemy is not you. No matter what stubborn mentality you have when standing in front of me, it's the same. No matter you are a wise general or anything else, there is no room for you to display here."

"what do you mean?"

Hearing this, Kriolev was slightly surprised, but Duanmuhuai did not answer his words, but just waved his hand.

"Everyone, listen up. I am Duan Muhuai, the Grand Inquisitor of the Tribunal. I am here to fight against Stisser who colluded with the Priest of Oz and other heretics who dare to provoke the Tribunal! If you are not afraid of death, then Come and see if you can kill me!"

After saying this, Duanmuhuai smiled at Kriolev, then turned around and walked back to the fortress. At the same time, the magicians on the city wall also disappeared again, and only the soldiers wearing Herman armor still stood there.

But at this moment, Kriolev was not happy about surviving the disaster at all. On the contrary, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and his whole body was shivering!

I see! !

He finally understood Duanmu Huai's purpose!

The other party doesn't need to reveal his identity at all! But now, he has revealed his identity in front of the soldiers of the First Legion. Then the Council will naturally know about this matter. So what will the Council think after learning about this matter?

In fact, it didn’t take long for Kriolev’s premonition to become a reality.

"The Commander-in-Chief ordered that the First Legion must retake the Bonn Fortress at all costs and capture the Inquisitor alive!"

really……………

Looking at the order in his hand, Kriolev gritted his teeth and stood on the council's side. This was simply great news. After all, the Bonn Fortress is not big. It can only accommodate 5,000 people at most, and the First Army dispatched 40,000 soldiers. Anyone who sees this ratio will think that the Bonn Fortress is absolutely impossible to hold!

From the standpoint of the Council, if they could capture the Grand Inquisitor alive, they might be able to use him as a hostage and obtain the powerful and strange weapons of the Inquisition!

In other words, the judge used himself as bait to lure the council into the situation!

I have to say that this move was indeed bold, and Kriolev could not figure out where the other party got the courage to lead up to 5,000 people and 40,000 people to fight to the death?

Isn't this a suicide?

But...since the other party would do this deliberately, he must have been prepared...

"What should we do, my lord?"

"We have no choice."

Kriolev shook his head and threw away the letter in his hand.

"This is the order of the Council. We can only follow it... prepare to attack."

Kriolev finally understood why the Inquisitor said that his enemy was not him.

Indeed... from beginning to end, all this was a contest between the Inquisitor, Prime Minister Styser and the Council, and he was at best just a pawn of the Council.

At this moment, Kriolev, the wise general who had experienced many battles, only felt a deep sense of powerlessness.