After jolting on horseback for an unknown amount of time, Rhodes found himself back at Blackhammer when he woke up again. In the warmth of the room, on the warm bed, there is a soft velvet mattress underneath. The incense burner burns an unknown ointment, and the smell is strong. Beside her were the busy figures of the priestess Lyanna and a group of Sarac believers. There is no doubt that they are the best doctors in Blackhammer.

Outside the window, there was a light snow, a thin layer of ice was formed on the window, and inside the house, the charcoal in the fireplace was burning brightly. This temperature made Rhodes comfortable. I have the feeling of lying in front of the window and watching the snow flutter in front of the courtyard when I was a child. The feeling of snow falling outside the house, but inside the house is a small world.

Rhodes wanted to drink water and was about to get up, but he felt that his chest still hurt badly. Although he couldn't see the wound, Rhodes knew that it must be a serious internal injury.

The injuries inflicted by Grimg must have been internal. Even if there are no wounds on the outside, the powerful impact of the weapon is enough to destroy the internal organs. What's more, Rod's injuries are not only internal, but also external. The last axe slashed towards the heart. If it weren't for the protection of the bear god Ersun, he would have died a long time ago.

"Don't move. ”

Lyanna found out that Rhodes woke up with joy in her eyes. Thick dark circles under the eyes indicate that the priestess has been busy around for days without closing her eyes.

She stretched out her slender fingers and gently examined the wound.

"I'm so lucky, such an injury, if it were an ordinary person, would have died a long time ago. But you survived, Rod, oh...... No, my lord......"

"Call me Rod. ”

"Hmm...... You're really so lucky...... The axe went a little deeper, and it would have severed the great blood vessels of the heart. It's a miracle that you survived. ”

Lyanna said happily as she unwrapped the gauze around Rod's chest little by little, and with the help of the other priestesses, she changed the dressing for Rod's wound. Some herbs resembling bitter grass were ground into powder and pasted to the wound. Although it is very cold, it prevents the wound from becoming inflamed, and it can be said that in this era when medical treatment is not developed, these herbs are really good things to save people.

"I owe the bear god a favor again. ”

Rod said jokingly.

"By the way, what about Caroline? And Yeskovich?

"Lord Caroline is not injured, rest assured, she is just a little tired. It's okay to recover for a while. Yeskovich is no big deal. The point is you, I've heard that in order to cover the crossing of the river by the large army, you took the knights to break the rear. Of the group, you were the most seriously injured. When I was sent back, I was unconscious. ”

Lyanna replied earnestly, with a hint of reproach in her words.

"Oh, that's good. Rod smiled hard, "Tell me, what else have you heard?"

"They call you the Savior of the North, the Savior of the Heavens, the Savior of the Overwatch. All in all, a bunch of more titles......"

Lyanna sighed, Rhodes knew that these titles were unattractive to her. As a devout follower of the goddess of mercy, she only cares if people's lives are threatened, if they are plagued by diseases, if they are plagued by various emotions. As for the hypocritical titles that the world cared about, the chief priestess didn't care at all. However, Rhodes knows that these titles are not hypocritical, they are shouted by the people spontaneously, as the so-called time is not as good as the place, and the place is not as good as the people. In the desolate north, there is no unique geographical advantage, let alone so much luck, and can only rely on the people's will.

"Isn't it good to have more titles?"

Rod asked, squeezing a smile.

Lyanna frowned, she looked at Rod, "It's not bad, it's just not useful, they won't help your injuries." ”

"You are wrong, many titles are very important to Lord Rhodes, because we have relied on this to get to where we are today. ”

Alves didn't know when he appeared outside the door, and he walked in with a smile, interrupting Rode's conversation with Lyanna. Just go and listen to the book

"Your Excellency, Steward. ”

"No, no, no, just call me Alves. You see, I'm not an adult, I'm still very young. ”

Burst......

Alves said that, and Lyanna laughed directly.

"Seriously, when we are together in private in the future, don't care about these titles, anyway, we weren't the servants of this sick lord in the first place, we stayed on of our own accord, didn't we?"

Alves continued to joke as he glanced at Rhodes lying on the bed. Seeing that his face was healthy, he was relieved.

"How many times have I told you to knock on the door before you come in. ”

Rod coughed twice.

"I knocked, but you can't hear me. ”

Alves deliberately glanced at the priestess in front of Rod, and Lyanna was suddenly a little embarrassed. She was about to leave, but was stopped by Alves - "Let's stay and listen to the information on the front." The entire North is now connected. ”

Alves said, his face a little gloomy.

"What's happening at the front again?"

Rhodes asked, leaning sideways.

"Watchfort...... How to put it, it's a mess. Alves raised his head, thought for a moment, and continued, "War, war, war has made that castle almost wither. Except for the three-story high city walls, there is no Watch Fort left. More than half of the civilians were killed or wounded in that battle, and the rest lost everything, including their loved ones and their jobs. Except for the main city, which has not yet been destroyed, and Cyril himself is still alive, the rest of the city can be said to be in ruins. ”

After listening, Rod only felt his heart tighten. Although he was not happy to see that Cyril earlier, and the Overwatch Fort was still separated from his own territory. But, as Alves said, the North is no longer a mess.

The Snow Queen doesn't care, and the invasion of the Greenskins has forced the entire North to unite. Now that the Watchtower has been lost, it is equivalent to the opening of the gate of the northern realm, and if in the coming year, Iron Sheet leads the army north, then, just like the whole northern realm has tried his best, it will be impossible to stop him anymore.

From this point of view, Rhodes hopes that the Watchtower can still stand, unlike the previous reception of Erengrad refugees, this time, Rhodes does not want any more Warwatch refugees to come to his castle. Because, the northern realm is a whole, and Black Hammer Fort alone can't do it.

"Farmland has been destroyed, there are no jobs, there is no means of survival, and there is a massive loss of civilians. Let's put it this way, the Orc invasion destroyed the Watchtower. ”

Alves continued.

"What about Cyril?"

Rod asked with concern. Not concerned about this incompetent lord, but about the situation at the Watchfort, about the future of the entire North.

"The retarded lord rode south to Kislev City to ask the Ice Queen for help. Stupid, if Caterina could support, she would have supported him a long time ago, and she wouldn't wait until the destruction of the Watch Fort to support him. I've heard that the city of Kislev is on the verge of collapse. Heavy snow has covered the farmland, forcing a large number of workshops to stop, and many people in the city have become beggars......"

Alves sneered, his smile filled with helplessness and compromise. Rhodes knew that, more than anyone else, Alves empathized with the lives of the people at the bottom. He didn't want to see them suffer, because he had experienced their lives, and as a dwarf, he was driven by his father to do the hardest and most tiring work. Later, his brother became the leader, and although his status was promoted, he still needed to do a lot of hard and dirty work. Alves didn't want to see the people live a miserable life, and Rhodes saw in his eyes the powerlessness, the sadness and helplessness.