Chapter 1088

The survivors swept away the ruins of the manor, put on the weapons and armor picked from the elves, carried heavy gold and Black Gold Lion War flags, and went to the imperial capital.

In the evening, the lucerne and the two cavalry earls sent by Loren came back late, light the booty and report the casualties and results.

The ending was as expected - the elf warrior did not lie. In the evening, two elf patrols of more than hundreds rushed to the manor. Before catching up with the escaped survivors, they ran into the ambush of the demon hunter and Byrne knights.

Ten people were lightly and seriously injured, none were killed, none were captured, and all were wiped out.

Faced with the prepared and ambushed demon hunters and the wall mounted charge of Byrne knights, they were guessed the march route. The Elven knights in the forced army state had almost no room for resistance, and they could not even have the chance to escape.

The people who rushed back excitedly can't wait for the next hearty raid.

The frightened little Joad was more concerned about whether it would attract more enemies - he was more concerned about whether he could save his life than booty and reputation.

As for little priest Weber

"You know I'm actually surprised... You didn't stand up against me."

Looking at Weber praying in the direction of the imperial capital, the black haired wizard said unexpectedly, "those survivors who escaped are, to some extent, bait that I let out to attract the enemy's attention."

"They don't know how to hide themselves at all, so they will be discovered soon; as for that poor arm, it's not worth mentioning in front of the elf warrior."

"So I saved them from one hell and threw them into another."

"Even so, you saved them." Weber slowly raised his head and smiled at the dark haired Wizard:

"Loren, maybe you didn't even notice it, but... You actually know how to save others."

"Save others?"

"Yes, that's what I realized recently - saving others is not to reach into the abyss, but to hand over a rope." Weber whispered, "you gave the child a chance to do it, even if it's not so... Beautiful."

"But this is still an excellent attempt, which shows that when we do good deeds, we need to be more in line with the actual situation and not stick to the correctness of morality; we should not stick to the means, but have a reason to ask ourselves and the result in line with 'Salvation'."

"The most important thing is that we cannot interfere with the choice of the rescued - to decide the fate of others from above. I'm afraid that such rescue is almost the same as' control 'and' manipulation '."

"You've taught me another important lesson, Loren." the little priest put his hands on his chest and looked very sincere: "so... I support you to do so. Go 'Save' them, let the name of the black Duke resound through the saxophone Empire again, and make this name greater than the Imperial emperor."

"Greater than the emperor?" Loren raised his eyebrows. "Aren't devout cross believers opposed to the worship of other things?"

"We object." Weber smiled and nodded:

"But when the Empire needs a hero to stand up, no matter how devout believers are, it is the will of the Holy Cross to destroy or save."

It's really as practical as ever

The black haired wizard who pulled the corners of his mouth swept his eyes to the people who were silently watching himself and waiting for the next task.

"Well, today's battle should have made everyone believe in our plan." facing the excited eyes, Loren nodded: "is there any objection?"

Little Joad raised his hands without hesitation.

"Is there any exit?!"

Lucian clung to little Joad's collar so that he wouldn't really jump on Lord Loren's face.

"Very good, unanimously passed!" the black haired wizard, who lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth, said in a deep voice, "then the next step is to assign tasks."

The eyes of a group of demon hunters and knights glowed like hyenas seeing rotten meat.

"Lanmalos!"

"Yes!"

The count of Lake City proudly raised his flag gun.

"Your task is the simplest - advance towards the imperial capital along the imperial Avenue. I will send you a quarter of the Byrne knights and half of the Ranger knights. Don't touch or entangle all the strongholds along the way; rushing to the foot of the imperial capital is even a victory."

"I'll give you another task: protect the survivors you meet as much as possible, but don't be dragged down by their speed." the black haired wizard continued and turned his eyes to the count of white horse peak opposite:

"Regrell."

"Yes!"

"I'll give you half of the Knights and demon Hunters - your task is more complex. To a certain extent, you need to judge whether to pull out the stronghold or ambush the patrol; there should be intersection with lanmalos in the direction, but you should also be separated as far as possible; you can let the enemy misunderstand that you are close to him and control yourself in measure."

The calm count of white horse peak nodded slightly, not too excited.

"Lucian, you and the rest of us will act together with me." the black haired wizard turned his head and looked at the gray pupil boy with a slightly complicated look:

"Our work is similar to that of regrell, but it may be more troublesome; so you may have to act alone if necessary."

From the original heart, of course, Lucian knows that this is Lauren's enough trust in himself, and protecting Lauren's safety has always been his first goal; But if you can act alone, it is a sign of Loren's trust.

So the grey pupil boy's mood is very tangled: "... Yes."

"Bishop Weber and little Joad, also act with me."

"In a word, no matter which team, the ultimate goal is the same." looking around the people, the black haired wizard said in a deep voice: "pull out the stronghold, ambush the patrol and save the survivors... All in order to completely disrupt the blockade and control area of the Azores and turn it into a pot of porridge!"

"Let them take care of one thing and lose the other, and have no time to deal with it; let them not know what direction our main force and marching route are and where our main force is - turn their territory into our territory and their blockade into our blockade."

"If the expectation is good, the Azores may not have completely occupied western Saxony, so there are still many opportunities."

"Wherever we go, we will let the Golden Lion Flag on black background fly everywhere and spark everywhere - let the Azores elves and the reinforcements in the imperial capital know..."

"Black Duke, back --!"

"Yes --!!"

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Staring at the "demon hunter messenger" in front of him, the seal minister mettner only felt a burst of cold hands and feet, and sweat constantly crossed his forehead from his temples.

The creepy atmosphere made everyone present even breathe a little faster.

Realistically speaking, the appearance of Carl Colin, the demon hunter in front of him, is indeed a bit frightening - apart from the costumes of the demon hunter, the original position of his legs was replaced by metal armor with complex structures at both ends, which looks like the limbs and claws of some kind of wild giant beast, and the joints glitter with gray blue luster.

This is the "by-product" of Isaac's research - from the secret silver sword that purely uses the characteristics of the force of the void, to the "floating city" that converts energy, and then to the powerful "Jiao lightsaber"; The technology that originally existed only in theory finally became more and more skilled in the hands of Isaac and Ayn.

Let alone a pair of simple prosthetics, even if the limbs are not seriously damaged, as long as the main organs and head are well preserved, it is only a matter of time and cost for them to build a full-body armor.

However, for the Grand Duke of El mans and the seal ministers present, these external things were not enough to make them tremble - what really made them lose their voice was the information brought by the messenger in front of them.

"Your Majesty Connor... Is dead?"

Mettner hardly knew how he said this sentence that he couldn't believe.

Yes, his majesty Eckhardt II died in the heavenly palace, but there are signs that it may have been set by his majesty; But this time, your majesty Connor

In just half a year, two supreme emperors died, which is unheard of in the history of the Empire!

"His majesty Connor died with tens of thousands of Azores invading the fortress of duanjieshan - at the same time, Lord Loren Turin beheaded the eagle king in the blood skeleton valley."

Carl Colin nodded indifferently, or used indifference to cover up his own shock: "with his highness Brandon leading the army south, the troops from all parts of the Empire are gradually gathering and coming to the imperial capital... That's all the information the Duke told me."

"All?!"

Even if his heart had begun to believe, Archduke Yuli weltz couldn't help asking.

Carl Colin nodded seriously, "all."

"As for the marching route, strategic deployment, and how he crossed the occupied and blockaded areas of the Azores... The Duke didn't tell me."

"Why?"

"There are two reasons - the first is that the Duke didn't think about it at that time, which is my guess; the second is that if the emperor capital decides to provide assistance, there is no need to say anything at all, which is what the duke said himself."

Yuli weltz snorted coldly, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Yes, it's enough to break through the blockade of the Azores with the current garrison forces of the imperial capital, but in doing so, you have to take a certain risk, and the enemy will seize the opportunity to catch the weak points and chase them down.

Yuli weltz has this confidence that both he and the count of Byrne's mountain castle can hold on to the imperial city defense when another leaves; But the nobles in the imperial capital did not have this "self-confidence" - they clearly hated themselves, but they were afraid and refused to let go anyway.

Not only that, even at this point, they still refused to trust Bain and Elman's army; The key urban defense of the imperial capital is still under the control of the "imperial capital Guard Corps" controlled by the imperial parliament, and is not open to himself and Bain at all.

He wanted to tap the real potential of the city and defeat the enemy under the condition of ensuring the unity within the imperial capital... The Archduke of El mans found that this might be more desperate than fighting the elves alone.

"This information... Can't be known by the imperial capital and the heavenly palace for the time being."

After a long hesitation, mettner, who finally made the decision, looked solemnly at the demon hunter Messenger: "Your Excellency Carl Colin, thank you for your application, and thank Duke Byrne for sending you this extremely important news."

"But please understand that at present, the imperial capital is surrounded and people are worried. I can't let this terrible news spread in the city - at least I won't do that until I understand Duke Byrne's idea."

The most important thing is that the supporters of his highness Brandon and his Highness the eldest princess fillonay must not know.

Once the former gets the news, it is bound to cause a frenzy of partisanship and discrimination. In the current situation, the emergence of political struggle is tantamount to the self explosion at the top of the heavenly palace... The internal struggle turns into a civil war, which is not new in the Empire;

The latter is the key to the collapse of the sky Palace at that time. It is precisely because the princess has been sitting there, that the heaven vault palace and imperial capital are not so jittery. The nobles in the imperial assembly can still play the political games that have not been changed for hundreds of years.

Never be discovered by your royal highness! Metternet was well aware of the relationship between his highness phillanai and the other two brothers; It is hard to imagine whether such a blow will completely defeat a strong enough woman.

But whether he can or not, he can't take such a risk.

"So I'm sorry to let you go in vain - but please believe that in the name of the seal minister, I promise you that I will try my best to persuade the imperial parliament to send troops to rescue Lord Bain!"

Metterne deliberately said the word "rescue" very seriously, which made Carl Colin frown: "at present, the imperial capital has sufficient logistics supplies and tens of thousands of loyal soldiers; when Duke Byrne arrives, the warriors united under the imperial flag are bound to expel the evil Azores from our land!"

Unity, unity, flag... Even if we know that the imperial capital is already an internal and foreign invasion, we can't provide any help except the fighting nobles - if this is also help - the seal minister mettner still sticks to the final bottom line.

To save the Empire, it must be the Empire; Heroes can only be the Imperial Emperor or at least the de sallion royal family.

Carl Colin was not interested in this political position and nodded in agreement.

Finally relieved, the seal minister turned and left, thinking about how to explain all this to the imperial parliament, the former cabinet and the royal family... Cheating is absolutely impossible, but if you want to tell them the whole truth, I'm afraid it will have extremely serious consequences.

Therefore, how much to say, how to say, and how to make them understand, but not fully understand... The joints need to be mastered by themselves.

This is the job of the seal minister

With a bitter smile and a sigh, mettner walked out of the room.

At the moment of turning around, he suddenly stopped in place, and the bitter smile on his face completely froze.

Princess Fitlona Dessalio, your royal highness...

Right outside the door!