Vol 5 Chapter 137

The icy cold wind swept across the dry and cracked land of the plateau, the sparse vegetation shuddered, and he bent down and bowed his head to the cold and harsh monarch. . . Fawaz stretched out his white claws to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky, and his thin claws protruded from under the fluff, shimmering with cold light. It lifted its head, and the blue eyes of the sea reflected the scene of the entire northern sky and the earth. It was such a picture. The north mountain of Azerutta was like a giant gate, which ran across the end of the horizon in the open sky. Above the alluvial plain, the river is like a glittering ribbon. The river flows into the distance and merges under the rolling mountains. The heavy gray shadows and curved curves finally gather at one point.

There is a fortress that leads to the last portal of the Evergreen Walkway.

Fawaz stared in that direction silently, not knowing what was turning in his mind. The cold wind blew the snow-white beard with brass rings tied by the king of beasts, shaking it slightly. It turned back, and the heavy armor hanging on it sent a squeak and crunch: "Change the banner." Behind this wise and mighty lion king was two rows of tall golden mane guards, but among the crowd An elderly lion with a staff and a red robe saw his knees bowed and asked tremblingly:

"Now? My dear Majesty?"

Fawaz erected a finger, and his sharp nails flashed a sharp cold light, and it shook the finger gently: "Don't call me Your Majesty, Naza, only that person can call Her Majesty. She is Qianjing The prince, the king of kings, she is the light of the day and the color of the night. The psalm had long foreseen that she would rule the king, and now she is back with the gospel of all ages and the redemption of the Lions. You I serve her as I serve my father. "

Mordise looked at the lion's camp. The cold-blooded animals' unique pupils contained a cold narrow light. She immediately saw a black flag rising from the endless camp, replacing the original one. Marine golden lion's mane flag. "Hehehe," the female black dragon couldn't help but chuckle. "It is an honor to witness the advent of such an era."

She spread her hands up, and the black flags slowly rose behind her.

On that flag, the holy emblem named Yasgte shimmered.

On the eve of the Year of the Sword, the Lioness of the Golden Mane Toquinin passed through Rokozi, the fortress group of the Broken Sword Mountain Range, and the army of the Gengandigan captured the last fortress in the south of the Four Realms: Asa, two The army converged at the southern end of the Evergreen Walkway, and at the same time announced the change of flag. Black empire battle flag, the symbol of the dark dragon Odin. After disappearing on the earth for a full thousand years, it finally reappeared on this land.

Cruz soldiers who fled northward, knights and nobles, were fortunate to witness the birth of this moment that changed history.

The news was brought to the north, and it was quickly discovered that Her Majesty the Queen, the supreme empire, had the same banner as the temple army that belonged to her, so a rumor spread through the spread of the people, thousands of years later. The king in the dark has returned, and she is the king. She is also the father. She is the rising light in the darkness, the master of the previous era. She is back, bringing the brilliance and redemption that have passed away, and will definitely end all these lies.

The whole Waynde shook.

As if there is a tacit understanding. The Red Legion and the Wind Elves ceased fighting at the same time in the Four Realms, but then the elves fell into a dead water-like silence. After a while, the temple did not show anything. From the temple to the Holy See to the main sacrifice, the king From the court to the emperor to the ministers. As a result, they collectively lost their voices, as if a terrible taboo lay in front of them, making them trembled on thin ice and dared not speak easily.

In Faenza, the Sani Tatars slowed their march south, and the aristocrats of the free city-state looked at each other and were at a loss. All the while, the dark temple of light, which had been secretive of the Dark Dragon, suddenly summoned all the regional bishops to White City, and reactivated the sacred parliament once abandoned after the war of the saints, but when people speculated that the church would send troops to punish the mad queen The supreme one of Faenzan, His Majesty the Emperor and Pope Gloria II, made the buoyant North deadly with a piece of paper.

‘The Knights of the Silver Horse are returned to the north of Alkash. All troops in the empire must not go south. The holy parliament is temporarily closed. No one inside the church is allowed to discuss the situation in the south—’

So the sacred council that reopened after 762 years was like a flash of light, and died just as quickly after a short recovery. During this period, it only experienced a short period of twelve days. parliament'.

After a series of events, the only result left was that the entire civilized world was collectively silent, as if the upheaval that occurred in the Cruz Empire was just an illusion.

"boom--"

Duke Weina slaps the envelope heavily on the table, and his shaking hands prove how high the anger in his heart. The older generation of imperial princes must send out all his hair, looking around like a lion, roaring: "Let this go What good is it for them to continue to deteriorate !? "The generals around the sand table looked mixed, some were furious, some were at a loss, and some showed panic, just three days later. Previously, Her Majesty's army had invaded Simez, and her army's banner clearly showed the sequence of mountain people and witches, and at the border of civilization, many people were said to have observed strange human communities, and everyone knew Ming Ming, it is Miner who is back.

The rumor that Her Majesty is the Dragon of Darkness has been rumored for a long time now, and she has never been old since she was fifteen. Is this not the most direct proof? People originally hoped that the Temple of Yan would come out to preside over the chaos at this juncture, but now even the Temple itself is divided into two factions, and the two voices clash fiercely in the empire's intellectual world, making it difficult to tell who is. Who is wrong, however, as the situation on the battlefield is more and more biased towards the queen side, many wall grass have fallen to the academy, as for the northern nobles on which the conservatives rely, the day is getting worse.

Many of the conservative aristocrats were originally royalists, standing on the stance of orthodox heirs. Since the Silver Queen began to attack the princes around him, they have separated from Germany. As the silver queen's moves became more and more crazy, they thought that these innocent actions would soon lead her into a state of betrayal, especially when she reactivated the Senia and claimed to be the dragon of darkness. The whole north was in jubilation. At that time, they could even imagine that soon Faenza and Saint Osor would send soldiers to interfere, and maybe even the sage who was far away from the ring of the world would fight to suppress it.

Everyone knows that the world order established after the Battle of the Holy One is the cornerstone of mortal civilization. Anyone who attempts to shake this cornerstone is against the entire civilized world. At this moment, Her Majesty's mad queen stood on the opposite side of the entire civilized world.

One can imagine her fate.

The northern aristocrats celebrated each other, thinking that the next victory was already in sight, but the fact that they were able to catch it made them astounded and even overwhelmed. The successive silences of the Bright Temple and the Temple of the Wind Afterward caused their hearts to drop to the freezing point, and even doubted their own worldview. What happened in this world? However, the silence on one side often means that the other side is even more arrogant, and the nobles of Cape Bay, who were still hesitating, immediately joined the Queen's camp. The imperial fleet that had been controlled by the temple also fell to the embrace of the sectarian school. Together with the sudden change of status of the lion and the army of the Georgian Army south of the Evergreen Walkway, the entire North was suddenly isolated and helpless.

Although it is said that the White Legion clinging to the north of the Evergreen Walkway has not yet stated its position, the world knows their relationship with Her Majesty. In fact, the nobles on the Ludwig side have long reported no hope to East Metz. They Even in estimating the speed of the White Army's march, as news in various directions has long been unavailable, they can only guess that Fattan Port may have fallen in this season. I just don't know what the flower and leaf collar can support, but the Grand Duke of Flower and Leaf is still under house arrest in the capital. Presumably, relying only on his two daughters would not be possible for too long.

As a result, Ludwig was fighting alone.

To make matters worse, due to the disappearance of the eldest son in Eru, the military nobles have lost their moral foothold. If it had not been for the silver queen to play the role of the dragon of darkness and cause the temple to split, they are now estimated to have become a group of traitors. Thief.

Among the crowd. An old man in a holy sigh sighed, Duke Weina looked at him and said angrily: "Bishop Randall, let's talk, aren't those **** tree borers and Yankees holding fishermen? The mentality of gain. Do they not understand what the moment has come? The madwoman claims to be the Dragon of Darkness, and intends to restore the rule of the Miner. She is blaspheming the sacred covenant, but those people ignore it. ! "

Randall smiled bitterly: "I don't blame them. You and I are all witnesses of the last jihad. You should understand what happened at the time ... It was so bizarre that you saw it at that time, and you had to be heartbroken. doubt."

"But you still stand here," the Duke interrupted him severely. "Instead of throwing into the arms of the rebels, this shows that it is their weakness that is shaking."

"Old man, I can't say that, and I can't prove that my choice is right, but I don't want to betray my faith for so many years."

"There is no right or wrong in history, only victory and defeat," the Duke waved impatiently. "Since the people of the Black Iron took over this world, the battle of the saints has been over a thousand years ago. Is history wrong for a thousand years? It is nonsense, such a statement can only be believed by lunatics, at least I will never admit it, nor will it make the dark mad woman easily succeed! "

"You're right, old man," Bishop Randall sighed again. "What are you going to do now?"

"It's troublesome," Duke Wei Na rubbed her forehead. "We are in a very disadvantaged position in the military. The mad woman has a steady stream of cards in her hands. The messy things don't know that we came out of that puppet and beat us. There have been defeats, and there are lions in the south, and those underground men, but what I worry about most is the Empire Fleet in Cloak Bay. If they go to the North Sea to block the channel, then this battle will be impossible to fight. "

These words made all the people in the tent frown. This is also the most realistic thing. The northern nobles who had mastered more than half of the empire's military strength were defeated by Her Majesty. Simez, and the imperial fleet of the Imperial Fleet gave them a fatal blow. Now most of the north's supply comes from the Beihai Sea Channel. If the Imperial Fleet heads north to block this supply line, then this battle will be really lost. The way continues.

Duke Weina patted the map heavily and said, "I intend to ask the Dragon for help."

"Dragon?"

"This is a way," Bishop Randall shot two bright lights under his eyes. "The dragon was also involved in that incident, and now the three rebel dragons are appearing on the ground with great fanfare, and the Dragon will definitely express this, At the very least, Jorgendegan withdrew unilaterally, otherwise three dragons would be on our side and the threat to us would be too great. "

Duke Weina nodded. "This is not the point, old man," he added lightly: "The dragons are not fools, they have acted a long time ago, and maybe even earlier than we know all of this. As far as I know, Before the madwoman prepared to act, they sent an envoy to the empire, but the ambassador did not arrive at the imperial capital. It can be said that it was a step late. If the time was right, the ambassador must be in the empire. "

"Envoy?" Bishop Randall looked up in surprise. "Why haven't I heard of it, and who is it?"

"I also inadvertently got the news, because the first thing the Dragons first contacted was actually the eldest son of the emperor. It can be seen that they did not trust the madwoman. As for the envoy they sent, I didn't know. , But only know that it should be a silver dragon. "

"Yinlong ... This is a very high specification."

"This illustrates the importance attached by the Dragons," answered Duke Wei Na.

"Then we must quickly find this envoy of talents."

"I've arranged for someone to look for it, but unfortunately I don't have any idea yet."

Perhaps it was the Duke's proposal that inspired Randall's thinking. The bishop suddenly said: "What about the Bugatians? Their position is often consistent with that of the Dragons. Is it not expressed at all?"

Duke Weina was a little stunned, as if she was being told something, and her face became a little weird: "Speaking of these slippery heads, they show something ..."

"Slipping? Something?" Bishop Randall didn't notice his old friend's face. "What do you mean?"

"It's like this. I suddenly remembered something about the Bugatians two days ago, only to find out that they had all the diplomats withdrawn just before the madwoman started, but ..." the Duke hesitated After a while, he continued: "But he left me a letter that seemed to imply that he did not support the madwoman's actions. I hope we can maintain our position ..."

"We insist on their stand, they take advantage of it in vain, they want to be good, those **** wizards." The crowd inside the tent suddenly cursed.

"To put it bluntly, I still want to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight," the bishop frowned. "But the Buga people have been around for thousands of years, they should not be so naive, do they not see that we are not at present Her Majesty's opponents? If we continue like this, sooner or later we will lose. "

"Don't forget that isolation from the world is also their standing strategy." Duke Wei Na replied lightly.

Randall nodded, but always thought it was not that simple. It was at this time that a messenger opened the door and came in: "Master Duke, letter."

"Letter?" Duke Weina glanced slightly, glanced at the reply from Faenza and St. Osor in her hand, and frowned, "Who's letter?"

"I don't know, sir, but the letter came from the port of Fattan."

"Port Fattan?" The Duke paused for a while before remembering where the place came from, not because it was too small, but because it was unexpected, and he pointed to the letter and asked, "This is nothing. The letter from the Legion, what are they doing, huh, huh?

The words were full of disdain and irony.

But the messenger shook his head honestly: "No, my lord, I'm afraid it wasn't a letter from the White Legion. The sender was the Eruin."

"Eruin?"

Duke Weina was really holding back now.

…… (To be continued ...)