Chapter 330 Under the Night

Absen lowered his head and moved carefully among the crowd. Maybe in a few days the Elector would call out these militiamen.

Large-scale legions will need auxiliary legions. They do not need to participate in formal battles and are only responsible for transporting logistics supplies, unless they are unlucky enough to encounter the enemy.

He originally thought that this expedition was just Old Magnus leading his army to travel at the border between Sylvania and other provinces at public expense, and that he would retreat after the "rebels" in Sylvania swore surrender.

That doesn't seem to be the case now.

Tarr can testify that no emperor has dared to directly press his army on the territory around Sylvania before. Most of the time, Altdorf was attacked by monsters in the dark.

Bless the gods, they never succeeded. At least the current emperor is still human.

Maybe His Majesty Magnus is ready to create another miracle. If he really drives away the monsters in Sylvania, Abesin will respect him as he does Sigma.

If he can really do it, then he can only be Sigmar reincarnated to lead the empire.

No emperor has ever restored Sylvania since it fell to the land of the dead.

Absen dodged the provincial soldiers coming and going, trudging forward on the streets that were several times more crowded than before, but even a cautious person like him inevitably bumped into a knight in this sea of ​​people. .

And he is also a "Black Griffin" knight.

Fortunately, it's not Ulric's knight.

When they are not debating scriptures, the ascetics of Sigmar are not so bad-tempered. Most of the warriors of the North God do not know how to be tolerant. They prefer to fight on the spot. The White Wolf Knight in the story is like this.

Absen looked at the blond knight and couldn't help but think of the rumors about the Imperial Knights.

He is so majestic! Shining armor, exquisite swords, maybe all knights think they are great?

Just because they have tall horses, strong fighting skills, noble origins, the belief to persevere to the end when fighting and well, they are indeed great.

Abesin paused sincerely and bowed slightly.

"Feel sorry."

"It doesn't matter, there are so many people here."

Nok. Imperial Blade nodded to the slightly short black-haired Stirr nonchalantly. He didn't want to stay in this hellish place for a moment longer.

The citizen who bumped into him disappeared in the sea of ​​​​people in the next blink of an eye, leaving only Nok in mail armor and the same tin cans to continue fighting for the road.

Damn it, there was a group of White Wolf Knights ahead, and Nok had better take a long detour if he didn't want to cause a conflict.

so troublesome!

Without any thoughts of causing trouble, Nok had completed the handover work with the Grand Master at the temporary stronghold. He had to rush to Ostermark Territory as soon as possible.

This is a large-scale war. It is impossible for the knights to use one battle to determine the overall outcome. There are more than one province bordering Sylvania.

All areas near Sylvania are possible battlefields. Each knight order has received different orders, either to hold on to a certain fortress, or to go deep behind enemy lines after the frontal battlefield begins.

Sigma is on top, and there is a group of lazy wastes who can stay leisurely in the rear. They are nominally "mobile support" troops, but everyone knows that they are just idiots who come to gild.

Maybe His Majesty has great ambitions, but each elector has different tendencies. Obviously, the emperor cannot completely give orders to the great lords.

Nok didn't even have the right to beat those thorns one by one, because he was just a Temple Knight of Sigmar.

There is likely to be a financial backer of the Knights among those idiots. Nok only hopes that there are no newcomers who are too stupid among the warriors he leads.

A gilded idiot noble will be an out-and-out nightmare for the Knights - he knows nothing and only knows how to point out the pedantic content in the book, and even tries to seize the command from the veterans.

If that happens, Nok will simply abandon his thorny head and lead the "Emerald Griffins" to fight alone.

Even without the assistance of provincial soldiers, they are the most powerful warriors in the empire.

It's a pity that all the knights in the inner ring have different war zones. The only one Nok can command is the branch of the knights in the Ostermark territory. He cannot launch an unstoppable charge with the old guys.

The "New Recruits" and the "Outer Ring" don't have gryphon mounts, and they can't even capture a half-gryphon to use as a ride.

After all, knights who can pass the test have already been promoted to the inner ring.

Because advancing to the inner ring means hunting a griffon alone.

There are fewer and fewer of these monsters. It took Nok a long time to find a pregnant griffin.

The unexpected encounter at the beginning now seemed like an unexpected blessing given to him by Sigma.

Although they are monsters, the appearance and ability of the mighty griffins are enough to impress all witnesses. Even the elector is willing to pay a high price for a cub.

There are not many knights who can ride a griffin to fight, and now Nok has the honor to become one of them.

It was a pity that he was unable to encounter a similar situation later and capture a group of half-gryphon cubs for the Knights.

Scholars in the empire believe that demi-gryphons and griffins are related by blood, but based on Nok’s observations and experiments, that doesn’t seem to be the case. At least his mount has no interest in female demi-gryphons at all.

Nok looked enviously at the company of the "Wrath of Tarr" Knights passing by not far away. These loyal followers of the "God of the Wilderness" all had their own demi-griffons.

When they arrive on the battlefield, Nok and his "new recruits" riding war horses will witness the opponent's heroic charge.

There was nothing he could do except ride the gryphon to show off.

He really hoped that the Grand Master would accept the invitation of the Elector of Ostermark and lead all the Knights to fight on the northern front as a commander, instead of stubbornly staying away from the world and letting these powerful warriors stick to the edge of the battlefield. .

Are vampires still capable of fighting out of Sylvania? They probably won't be able to win a battle, and they are not as good as those secular knights.

"The Blood Dragon Knights have lost contact. His Excellency Valachi Haken is not in the Blood Castle."

In Sylvania, in the countryside at night, a hoarse female voice caused the few lights to go out.

"If you can't even find Haken, then you will definitely not find Abhorash either."

A low and magnetic male voice smiled from the darkness. Vlad von Carstein looked straight at the envoy of the Lahmia family, but strangely gave him the feeling of being looked down upon.

But there is no arrogance in this overlooking, it just seems like it should be like this.

What a joke of fate. Two old rivals who have been fighting openly and secretly in the empire for nearly a thousand years are now together.