Chapter 174: The Storm Ends

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www.mpzw.com) Loria, who was dragging half of the rebels behind her and driving a steam tank, easily demolished the strong defenses of the snow-filled entrance in full view of everyone.

As soon as Sharia returned to Azeroth on her orders to set up the portal, the steam tank, which had been abandoned in the Tirisfara glades, was dismantled and shipped with some replacement parts.

It was supposed to be used as a means of defense against Paplov, but it unexpectedly came in handy.

…… The walls that had plagued the Stormcloak were reduced to piles of rubble, and the Scarlet Crusaders soon crossed the massive breach and stormed the city.

And the rebels couldn't even organize a line of defense - after turning backwards, Loria went on a rampage with a lot of people - and after thinking that they might not be able to enter Valhalla if they were crushed to death, no one was willing to demonstrate what it would be like to be run over by dozens of tons of steel monsters.

Knowing how crazy these people were, Loria got out of her tank and shouted at them when she saw the Crusaders breaking through the rebel resistance and pouring into the depths of the city.

"The inhabitants of the city are the most devout believers in the Light!"

This was more effective than any warning, command, or persuasion, and at least the Crusader warriors would have seen how they were dressed before slashing someone.

……

The inhabitants of Snowman City have long complained about the Stormcloak's brief but tough rule, and because the Church of Light has always been gentle and benevolent, they have lightly regarded the Scarlet Crusaders as liberators.

The locals, relatives and friends who died in the snowy siege of the city, and the followers of the Holy Light were the first to rise up against the Storm Cloak, and they gradually coerced more and more onlookers who did not take a stand and simply watched the excitement, and for a time the momentum was spectacular.

The storm cloak, which had been a formidable enemy and plunged into the vast sea of the people's war, collapsed in an instant.

Only a few hours later, with the exception of the fortified castle to the north of the city, the Scarlet Crusaders, with the cooperation of the rebellious residents, swept away the entire city of enemies.

And the storm cloak that retreated to the castle didn't last long—medieval fortifications built by humans might have been as fragile as paper for a great engineer in Azeroth.

In order to satisfy Alice's desire to fire a few more cannons, they deliberately returned to the workshop to resupply the cannonballs.

By the time the siege guns of the steam tanks roared a few times, the gates of the Earl's castle were long gone, and the whole building had been simply and rudely carved out of a large hole.

Climbing out of the hatch, Loria jumped out of the tank and stepped into the castle behind the swarming Crusaders.

By the time Loria walked into the castle hall, the Scarlet Crusaders had already taken possession of the castle. Herold came over and touched her head, and said, "Well done, your uncle will be proud of you." ”

Looking around for a moment, Loria asked, "Where's their head?"

Herold pointed to a man in his fifties who was covered in wounds and trapped by ropes, sitting on the ground in despair. It seems that he lost to Herold in a heads-up and did not have time to commit suicide.

"Is this a real challenge for you?" asked Loria with a strange look as she winked her eyes at Herold.

Hearing Loria joking with his mantra, Herold burst out laughing and replied, "So-so." ”

After a few more jokes with Herold, Loria said casually, "I will arrange supplies for the warriors." ”

"Don't worry. Knowing what Loria meant, Herrod lowered his voice and whispered, "They don't dare to harass the followers of the Holy Light...... The undead have unusual movements, and the monastery needs to be defended, so I won't stay long. According to the commander's orders, here a qiē is up to you. ”

Case.

Loria narrowed her eyes and said, "Then please order the Crusader warriors not to kill those rebels who surrender or are captured." ”

"Why?" asked Herold, whose face was covered in a horned helmet and could not see any expression, "why do you want to forgive these blasphemers who have defiled the Light?"

Of course, it's because there is free labor to build a big one!

"They should be tired all day long, without food, until they die, without a moment of rest, to atone for the iniquity they have committed. Even though she had something else in mind, Loria tried to choose words that would be acceptable to Herold: "The Light is merciful, it should be spread farther and wider, and killing will not help it." ”

If you were an ordinary crusader, you might be branded a heretic just because of these words.

Herod stared at Loria silently, and after a long time, he didn't say anything, turned and walked away.

He didn't agree with Loria's words, but acquiesced...... Loria breathed a sigh of relief.

The Marshal of the Storm Cloak, Solans, slowly raised his head and stared into Loria's eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a moment, he sighed and said to Loria, "Thank you for your kindness, little girl. ”

Perhaps because of his age, he did not think that the vanquished should not live in the world, as some radical young compatriots do.

Hearing this, Loria walked towards Solans. She handed a vial of healing potion to the crusaders guarding her, gesturing at Sorans.

The crusader brutally poured the potion into Sorans' mouth.

"You're the marshal of the rebels, what are you going to repay me with?"

Although she can't bear to slaughter her captives, Loria doesn't have a good attitude towards those who want to kill her.

Hearing her words, Solans was stunned, ignoring Loria's call them rebels, and only replied after a while: "I am the one who ordered you to hunt you down, whether it is beheading or hanging, whatever you like...... It's a pity that the Nords can only accept victory or die heroically, and you can't exchange me for anything. ”

Loria, who has been very rich recently, has no intention of exchanging him for ransom.

In order to maintain the stable environment necessary for trade, she is more passionate about spreading the Holy Light to every corner of the world.

"It's a long time coming, let's live well...... Please understand my words as a threat. ”

Whether it's a Stormcloak Marshal who has converted to the Light, or a foreman with scruples, he has a lot of use for Loria.

……

Herold, as he had said, soon left the snowman. He left Loria with a few hundred warriors, under her temporary command, and relayed orders from Commander Renaud - all the affairs of the New World were temporarily in charge of Loria.

The mage Duane, who led the reinforcements from the rear team, sent back to his team after learning that Loria was safe, and only stayed in the snow for a few days before heading towards the neutral magic academy in Wintercastle.

Watching Tyrone, the old butler of the former Count Paplov, present her with an iron crown, Loria suddenly realized that she had become the leader of the Snow Manling.