Chapter 530: Kill the White Eagle Alliance

The two western provinces are dominated by the Marquis of Cambridge.

Among them, Soger Province is the direct territory of the Marquis of Cambridge, and the territory has been passed down from generation to generation. In addition, the province of Ficiana is similar to Orange, with many nobles.

All the real nobles in the province of Ficiana are protected by the Marquis of Cambridge, and the Marquis of Cambridge dominates the military power of the nobles.

Although the number of territories of the Marquis of Cambridge is much less than that of the Grand Duke of the North, King Odin III. However, the top combat power of the Marquis is not bad.

In addition to the Marquis himself, there are two legends.

Therefore, the Marquis and the Grand Duke of the North are not in a superior-subordinate relationship, but in an alliance relationship, a strong alliance.

The climate of the entire Prussian Kingdom is cold in the north, hot in the south, and neither cold nor cold in the west, but the place is relatively desolate.

Soger Province is okay, and the province of Ficiana is full of deserts and Gobi. But the nobles in the two western provinces do not live badly, because the two western provinces are rich in gems and many magical materials.

In terms of wealth, it ranks among the best in the entire kingdom. Because of such huge resources, the Cambridge Marquis family has two legends.

The main city of the Cambridge Marquis is Cambridge City! The Cambridge Marquis has lived in the Cambridge Castle in the city for generations. Compared with the castle of the Duke of the North, the Cambridge Castle is much more magnificent.

His Excellency the Marquis of Cambridge is a decadent uncle.

Today the weather is very good, the wind is sunny and the air is dry. His Excellency the Marquis is sitting in the yard basking in the sun, with a beautiful and cool beauty serving on both sides.

The Marquis is in his forties or fifties, with stubble all over his face. His figure and appearance can be regarded as majestic, but he exudes a decadent atmosphere all over his body.

The dark circles under his eyes are very serious.

It is said that His Excellency the Marquis has been a playboy since he was a child, but he has amazing talent and amazing luck. He played around and became a legend, becoming the current His Excellency the Marquis.

He is not interested in hegemony, but he is very persistent in maintaining his current inherent power.

Like the Count of Libya, he is also a king who maintains the status quo.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the Marquis's confidant and mistress, Knight Sophie, came in wearing high heels.

High heels are not popular in the Kingdom of Prussia, but the Marquis likes them very much, and all his women wear high heels. Although Knight Sophie walks awkwardly in high heels, she is charming when she twists and turns.

What's more, Knight Sophie is very hot.

"Sophie, you came at the right time, have a drink with me." The Marquis of Cambridge said decadently.

"Your Excellency the Marquis, now is not the time to drink. The latest news from Orange is that the Count of Libya has perished, and now the White Eagle rules the entire Orange."

Knight Sophie was a little anxious.

"So what?" The Marquis of Cambridge lowered his head, without any motivation. Another reason is that he was also injured in the last battle of the capital.

He was lazy.

"The threat of the White Eagle is too great. Please cheer up and treat this matter with caution." Knight Sophie took a deep breath and bowed to the Marquis of Cambridge seriously.

"You might as well face me with your butt." The Marquis of Cambridge raised his head. Knight Sophie was very hot, but the amazing arc could not be seen from this angle.

"Please be serious." Knight Sophie was a little angry.

"I am already very serious." The Marquis of Cambridge said. Then he said weakly: "Anyway, our Cambridge family has only this little family business, which is not as good as His Excellency the Grand Duke of the North, His Majesty Odin III. You feel the threat of the White Eagle, but they don't feel the threat of the White Eagle? They must be more worried about losing their family business."

Knight Sophie was speechless when she thought about it.

Does this mean that the sky is falling, and the tall man can hold it up, so the small man can hide underneath?

"Your Excellency the Marquis, the Grand Duke of the North requests to communicate with you." The voice of the tower spirit sounded.

"You see. The Duke of the North is more anxious than I am. I just follow him." The Marquis of Cambridge sighed decadently, holding the handrail with both hands and trying to get up. He struggled for a while but failed to get up. He finally stood up and walked crookedly into the castle, intending to communicate with the Duke of the North.

"Your Excellency the Marquis." Knight Sophie had no way to deal with the Marquis of Cambridge.

He was so smart and so powerful, but he lived like a decadent dog. It was really annoying.

The Marquis of Cambridge and Knight Sophie entered a secret room one after another. There was a round conference table with eight seats in this room.

The Marquis of Cambridge sat in the main seat, and Knight Sophie also sat down.

There were two light screens in front of them, and the people they were chatting with were shown on the light screens, namely the king and the old prime minister.

The Duke of the North, Knight Xiuming.

The Marquis of Cambridge did not expect the king to be there. He was stunned for a moment, then raised his right hand and said, "Hello everyone, it's been a long time since we've had such a lively time."

The last time the king asked for help from the Duke of the North and the Marquis of Cambridge, he just sent a message, and the three parties did not sit together to talk.

So this scene is really rare.

The Duke of the North and King Odin III both knew that the Marquis of Cambridge was a guy who didn't care about the Marquis's jokes.

The Duke of the North said in a deep voice: "Everyone is here. I will now propose the theme of this meeting, to deal with the White Eagle. Do you have any objections?"

"I don't care." The Marquis of Cambridge lowered his head and yawned, and the whole person seemed to be limp like mud, and said weakly.

Odin III did not speak, and acquiesced.

"The other party has a magic city, legendary combat power, and connections in the wizard kingdom. It is unlikely to forcibly wipe out the other party's power. In addition, we are all injured and are still recovering from our injuries."

"But I found a weakness in the other party, which can be taken advantage of."

The Duke of the North said.

"What weakness?" Odin III's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he straightened up a little.

"The rise of the White Eagle is closely related to the kid Luther Pompey. This kid is like a loach, constantly moving up and down, and can make some connections wherever he goes."

"He rose in the Golden City, and also made a lot of connections in the wizard kingdom, and met many big people."

"What if we eliminate him?"

"What will happen to the White Eagle?"

The Duke of the North is not majestic, but looks a bit like a woman, but his tone at this moment is extremely cold, and he hits the point with one word.

What if the White Eagle doesn't have Luther Pompey?

The answer is obvious.

Without Luther Pompey's connections in the wizard kingdom, without Luther Pompey's bloodthirsty monster, without Luther Pompey's ups and downs.

Then the White Eagle is at most a count force.

The same force as the Libyan count.

Luther Pompey is the leader and soul of the White Eagle.

And the plan of the Duke of the North is.

Beheading! ! ! !