Chapter 105: Fortress
"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Prince!"
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The moment they stepped into the hall of Sauron, both the heroic and unyielding and the ill-intentioned in the face of war, they all bowed their heads, raised their right hands on their left shoulders, and forcefully shouted the motto of the House of Reinhardt, "Immovable as a mountain, strong as a rock!" "Bangββββββ
Sauron's footsteps didn't have to stop here, but passed through the hall and stepped directly into the threshold of the back hall, where the Duke of Simon was waiting for the last reunion of the 'brothers'.
Halfway through, Zoro's icy eyes glanced around, leaving a head in his hand on the long wooden table in the council chamber.
After a period of flying, the skull, covered with ice slag, was no longer dripping blood. The moment they touched the table, the ice scattered, revealing a face that most of the nobles of the North knew, the first commander of the White Forest Legion in the North and the undefeated Earl Commander Craddock in his life.
The nobles of the Northern Realm gasped, and their hearts were generally full of shock at His Royal Highness the Prince who had been missing for a long time.
Blair Simon Reinhardt.
In Sauron's memories, this was a young man in his twenties, his brother.
In his memory, he had a rectangular face, his face was always black and red, and he was very strong, so that people could know that he was a strong warrior at a glance.
But nowadays......
Seeing Blair Simon Reinhardt.
Descending from the savage continent of Zabulan to the entire plane, as a summoned object, or as a traverser, even Zoro himself could not tell.
In the back of Zoro's mind, this is a young man in his twenties, his brother.
In his memory, he had a rectangular face, his face was always black and red, and he was very strong, so that people could know that he was a strong warrior at a glance.
The moment Sauron stepped on the threshold, Simon struggled to sit up from the bed, his pale face contorted with pain, his silver hair without a hint of brilliance, and thin beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, as if every movement was a great torment.
"Brother!" Alice's exclamation, pounced on the side of the bed. Simon smiled wryly and nodded, stroking Alice's hair with pity and reluctance.
Follow.
"Zoro, I didn't expect it...... It's really you! Missing Reinhardt family member, my younger brother. β
The moment he first saw Sauron, surprise flashed through Simon's pupils, but more excitement.
Because he was anxious to sit up, his hand on the edge of the bed, his body shook violently, and his face made a painful expression.
"My younger brother, as the rightful heir to the House of Reinhardt. There is no time left, and as your older brother, I must command you...... Inheriting the throne of the Grand Duke of the North, I can see that your experience is extraordinary...... Remember, the people of the House of Reinhardt will take up the sword of revenge. Poof--"
Simon spat out a mouthful of blood as if he had reached the last moment of running out of oil, his limbs twitching violently, but he still held his last breath, pointing to the cross-sword on the wall, and the coat of arms that symbolized the Grand Duke, and stared straight at Sauron. "Promise me, my brother. You'll have to protect Selena and Alice from being hurt in the slightest. β
Sauron wants to use the power of the Holy City to help Simon. Unfortunately, the data told him that this was not possible.
"The goal is to be a leader who cannot join the Holy City."
The Reinhardt family has a total of two princes and two princesses, Selena in the Saimen, who is slightly older than Sauron, but has also disappeared for a long time because of the war.
With Alice's sobs in the background, Sauron took two steps forward and removed the crosssword that hung from the wall. Turning around, he looked Simon squarely in the eyes, his gaze determined. "This is a sword of revenge, and it is also a sword of kings."
"I will use it to reclaim every inch of the North, and cut off the head of the Duke of the West with my own hands...... The people of the West will pay the price for this war. β
Simon personally put on the badge of Sauron, symbolizing that Sauron had become the only legitimate ruler and guardian of the Northern Continent.
Above the badge, it was an upright roaring ice bear, with a crown above the cross of two swords.
Blair Simon Reinhardt.
Due to the relatively severe sword wounds, there is no possibility of healing.
At the moment when the wound just burst, watching Sauron inherit the position of duke, while relieved, the light in his eyes began to fade, and he lost the last trace of silver brilliance. Who would have thought that the Reinhardt family in the north would lose two grand dukes in a row within ten years.
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Many of Sauron's memories of Simon are vague.
Because in 'his' memory, Simon likes to travel, so even the original owner of the body has a relatively distant relationship with Simon.
The body of the Grand Duke of Simon, which was placed in a free-standing sarcophagus, remained in the basement and was displayed with the successive dukes of the Reinhardt family. The entrance to the catacombs is under a block of floor in the Grand Duke's study. Compared to the previous Grand Dukes of the North, Simon's funeral was a bit shabby. Not even a few nobles were willing to participate.
Merit and deeds serve as the standard of funeral, and this is the custom of the people of the North.
As a failed Grand Duke, his funeral goods were only a pure white shroud, not even a carol.
He has the courage to fight, but he has no talent for commanding. If the new legal heir is not a member of the Reinhardt family.
Then the fallen leader, who had been defeated 65 times, may have been spurned by his subjects and thrown into mass graves. Thankfully, it didn't happen.
The Duke of Simon's funeral ended in a hurry, and Sauron took off his black cloak and stepped into William's hospital room, for a legendary commander, and a brave, resolute, proud knight.
This is Sauron's memory of William.
"William, long time no see!"
Zoro was a little odd when they met again, but he vaguely remembered some scenes from his childhood, even though he hadn't experienced them. So far, Zoro doesn't know how he entered this plane and how he took this identity.
"Solid as a rock, immovable as a mountain!"
Speaking of the Reinhardt family's family motto, a middle-aged man with a cold face, lowered his eyelids, with a little indifference that rejected people.
Including the data reflected from him, "10 stars for weapon mastery, 10 stars for horse combat mastery, and 12 stars for general potential." β
This is a rare talent, and he can be said to be an elite.
"Lord Duke!"
William grinned, his face pale, his eyes bloodshot, and his lips badly cracked from blood loss.
His hair was slightly messy, and his sad eyes kept staring at the badge on Zoro's chest, bursting with a warm glow from it.
Upon inspection, he found that his trouser legs were empty, except for the same sword wound as Simon, and he had lost both legs from the knee down. Through such injuries, Sauron could see the fierceness of the battle.
"The target is a general-type talent, who is proficient in weapons at 10 stars, cavalry combat at 10 stars, and general potential at 12 stars."
Getting this set of data made the corners of Zoro's mouth outline a smile, he first glanced at Ulrika with tears on her face, and then glanced meaningfully, hugging his recently born grandson, the legendary commander William, who knew that his life was coming to an end but was reluctant.
Sauron raised his hand and swapped the two wood elves forward. Under Ulrika's exclamation and William's puzzled gaze, he pulled him directly from the bed.
"William, I will grant you the rights and duties of the General of the Sky Empire, and at the same time give you the opportunity to become a glorious Sky Holy City warrior, perhaps, your appearance will change, and for magical powers, perhaps, you will be a little difficult to accept. But, from today onwards, you are a sub-god, and in return, you will have to fight for the Sky Empire! β
With a wave of his hand, the two wood-based elves disappeared in place with William, leaving only three fading crystal symbols.
There is no doubt that becoming a sub-god will help William recover from his injuries and become an imperial general. The Wood Elf will first return to the Greenway Holy City with him, and then teleport between the two Holy Cities to reach the Sky Holy City.
β¦β¦ It is believed that in the near future, William will follow the expeditionary army of the Empire and re-arrive on this continent again.
"Don't panic, Ulrika. Your father will not only die, but he will be reborn as a subgod! Become...... A general worthy of the name. β
Feeling the time limit for summoning that was getting closer and closer, Zoro suddenly paused, looked at Wolf and Youlan, and decisively ordered, "It's time to return to the empire, lead five thousand wood elves back to the empire, and help Weavers gather an expeditionary army." β¦β¦ Take my orders to the Alpha Forest and beg the Glorious Queen to preside over the affairs of the Empire, while I will remain here and wait for the arrival of the Imperial Expeditionary Army! β
In addition to the above orders, Zoro also summoned two thousand Heavenly Wing Holy City warriors, and together with him, they were out of the summoning battle time limit.
Together with Rudolph and his army of 2,000 marksmen, a total of 4,000 men remained in the royal city of the North, Claiston.
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As a sub-god, once they get out of the Holy City's summoning time, they will completely lose their connection with the Holy City, unless they rely on walking to return to the Holy City and re-establish this connection.
The advantage of this is that you will be able to stay in the place where you are called forever. Even if the distance spans two different planes and continents.
The disadvantage is that losing the connection with the Holy City means losing the divine power of the Holy City to retreat from the battlefield in seconds and heal in seconds.
Although, the four thousand Holy City warriors did not lose their skills. But they will be wounded and killed in battle just like everyone else.
Intraroyal City of the North, Cliston. It's not so much a city as a combination of a city and a military fortress.
During the time of the Grand Duke of Samon, Claston underwent a remodeling.
The original intention of the renovation was to make this military fortress embody the three ideals of glory, number, and height.
The high visual object can make people feel a strange sense of reverence psychologically, just as when people see the craggy mountains, the cascading waterfalls and the high rolling tides, they will cause a sense of spiritual shock and piety.
In the defense of the city walls, Claston has two concentric castle parapets, which are reinforced with the outer walls, and the inner walls are much higher than the outer walls, so that the archers on the inner walls have a greater field of view and firing range, thus forming crossfire on the inner and outer walls.
A circular tower was built at each of the four corners of the inner circle, and the elaborately designed tower and gatehouse were able to hold on independently even when the enemy attacked the inner wall.
The tall walls of Clareston were surrounded by a huge lake that surrounded the castle as a moat.
The city fortress provided a solid defense for its lord lords and was also the place where they lived. Claiston is not large, but in addition to the lords, on weekdays, there are retainers and a large number of servants to maintain the daily operation of the castle.
At the moment, 50,000 troops were stationed in Clairstone, which seemed a little crowded.
In addition, all kinds of nobles and nobles who have lost their territories, with their families and servants, are all crowded here to seek the last refuge.
In addition to the above, there were peasants or tenants, who usually lived in the estates around the city, huddled in small, shabby, dark and damp huts, and when the war came, they crammed their cattle and chattels together in the city.
The bard described such a life in these words about the different classes: "The rich live in the cities, the poor live in huts, and the God of life makes them high and low, arranging their wealth and poverty." β
In Sauron's eyes, today's Chryston is facing various negative data such as hygiene, public security, and crowding.
Facing the fog of war, it made the people of the city panic.
The nobles and nobles did not consciously obey the order, they were overbearing, robbing the houses and living resources, during the reign of the Grand Duke of Simon, Claston's various war preparations and mobilization became chaotic, and a royal city in the north seemed to become a prison without order.
There was no courage, no hope, just chaos, despair, swearing, whining, and sporadic clashes in the streets.
"Now, as the first order of the Grand Duke of the North: in order to regain our lost land, from now on, reorganize the army, rectify the tax system, and reform the noble titles. β¦β¦ If anyone has an opinion, they can say it right away. β
Standing in the white council hall, Sauron paused deliberately, his eyes looked around, and at the instigation of everyone, sure enough, two counts and nobles stepped forward.
"Your Excellency, what do you mean by this? Do you want to strip us of our noble titles? In doing so, no one will be willing to continue fighting to maintain the rule of the Reinhardts. β
Threats, red stripes. This sentence contains the voices of many northern nobles, and the reason why they stayed here is only to maintain the Reinhardt family's rule over the northern continent.
In the past years, the Northern Continent had granted these nobles enough autonomy to consider their titles and domains as private property. (To be continued.) )