"Whether your heart is to the devil or your body is to the devil, you have already lost. ”

- The Book of Illuminati, Matthews and Perne

The halls of the lords of Eternal Night City were in a mess, and the lords kept talking about something in their ears, some laughing heartlessly, and some with sad faces. Northridge's style is like this, there are not many rules, and when Rhodok and his party came downstairs, the noisy hall was slightly quiet.

Several lords who were familiar with several people came forward to greet him, concerned about the king's injury. Rhodok told everyone that the king was fine, but needed to recuperate. The hall immediately began to be chaotic again, some said it was okay, some asked what to do next, and some said that they should immediately send troops to fight the Kakamans to the death.

"Stop!" Roddock shouted helplessly. The whole hall was quieter.

"We need to discuss what to do now, I think everyone knows that Morath should have taken control of the Kakamans, and there must be an army of the Kakamans ready to go!" said Rhodok, looking at the crowd.

"What are you doing now, giving orders?" said a young and soft voice.

Everyone's eyes followed the voice, a young man who looked to be less than thirty years old, surrounded by two middle-aged people. He looked at everyone and said a little annoyed, "What? I'm not right, why did he order us?"

"Oh yes, I'm commanding you, and now you're saying this to me, and I'm talking to you, I'm counselling, counseling, don't you understand, kid. Rodok almost shouted, and Domt hurriedly reached out to steady Rodok, for fear that he would burst out and hurt people.

"I'm fine. Rodok stretched out his hand and waved to show that Domt didn't have to worry about himself, pointed at the young man, looked at everyone, and asked, "Who is this child?"

"The boy of the Pharian family, poor old Zoen, is already lying on the hospital bed and cannot move. Martin, I advise you not to speak, there is no place for you to speak. A chubby middle-aged lord shook his head and glanced at the young man named Martin.

"Oh, is it?" said the young man named Martin, stretching out his hands and sneering, "Then you can discuss it slowly, I will go back to the Golden and Silver Castle, sorry, I only listen to the king's orders." After saying that, he turned around and left, and the two middle-aged men beside him nodded apologetically to everyone and followed.

"Well, is there anyone else who thinks the same way as that little bastard, because we've just left three lords. Rhodok shook his head and said indifferently, then suddenly raised his voice and roared, "Because if there is!

"I listen to you, brother-in-law. Domt said.

"Me too. Grave said as he lifted the hilt of his sword and looked at them majestically.

"Yes, you have the final say, Rhodok. Everyone also chimed in.

"Thank you. Rodok looked gratefully at the lords who were familiar with him who were the first to speak. "Straighten out the army, send out scouts, and hold your ground until there is news of the Kakamans. Rhodok said weakly, then turned and left the hall.

The rest of the people looked at each other, not knowing what to say, and they parted unhappily.

"What's wrong with Alan. Rodok sat on the king's bedside and said to himself, the queen had been persuaded by him to rest, and the maids and servants had also been ordered by him to retreat.

"I don't know why we can't come together in this situation. Northridge used to be like that, and I remember the stories my fathers told us about the lords coming together to fend off foreign enemies and fight against the Kakamans. Rodok looked at the king on the bed and said, as if the king could hear.

The city of Eternal Night fell into darkness, and in the cold wind there were warriors drinking small wines and warriors wiping their weapons. Experienced veterans impart experience to recruits who have never been to the battlefield, even if they have only participated in a few skirmishes and counter-insurgency battles. A carrier pigeon flew into the city of eternal night in the darkness of night and landed on the tower of the Great Hall of Lords.

"You can't die, Alan. The old guys are gone, Domt is so young, and Rolf is going to guard the Hanse. I can't afford to be so responsible alone. Wake up quickly. Looking at the unconscious Alan, Rodok said sadly.

A knock on the door sounded, pulling Rhodok back from his emotions. Shouted to come in, Pikes pushed the door in, and saluted Rhodok, "Your Excellency." ”

"What's wrong, Pikes?" Rodok could tell Pikes had something to do.

"Your Excellency, you know that our intelligence operatives have always had a hard time breaking into the Kakamans. Pikes said anxiously, "But I just received this, it's from Black Castle." As he spoke, he handed a note to Rhodok.

Rodok took the note and looked at it, it read: "The 100,000-strong army of the Kakamans has passed through the Silence. ”

"Silence is in the territory of the Iron Helmet, what about the Iron Helmet, and what about Ajer?" Rodok asked, frowning.

"The carrier pigeon came from the Iron Helmet Fort, and Ajel said in the afternoon that he would go back to gather the soldiers, and he asked to undertake the scout reconnaissance mission in the direction of the Iron Helmet Fort. Pikes said, swallowing.

"And his soldiers?" Rodok had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Stationed with the army. Pikes nodded with difficulty.

There was a commotion and the sound of gongs beating outside, it was the sound of fire. Rhodok and Pikes looked at each other, and together they walked quickly to the window and looked out. The barracks outside the city were bursting into flames at a speed that was already visible to the naked eye. There are also many places in the city of Eternal Night that have been burned.

"Something happened. Rodok said anxiously, holding the hilt of his sword and hurriedly rushing out. Pikes randomly followed.

Walking out of the hall of the lords, there was already chaos outside. There were fires all around, and residents and soldiers were busy fighting the fires in the streets.

"What's going on!" Domt walked as he put on his armor, and the lords and soldiers of the various families had just come out of the resting room.

"It's a rebel army! Ajar, this brute has mutinied! It must be his two thousand people who are fighting the fire!Send someone to your own camp and let your soldiers gather together, and find out who is not your own soldier!" Rodok roared, for the noise was getting closer and louder.

"Kill!" the shout of rushing and killing came, and looking at the sound, the armor of the Northridge warriors was almost the same, and the movement of the monofilament towards the group of people to storm the lord's hall knew that they must be in chaos.

With a "bang!", Rhodok drew his sword and shouted, "Protect the king!" and won first.

The lords and their respective guards who heard the wind also followed.

Rhodok took the lead, meeting a soldier who rushed up with a sword, slashing at the opponent, and knocking down one person with a single stab. Domte's long sword turned in his hand and slashed down, and the rebel soldiers immediately raised their swords horizontally to resist, but unfortunately, the skilled Domute did not fight hard with the other party, but used a clever sword to knock the sword away, and plunged a sword into the stomach of the rebels.

However, the opponent has a large number of people, but fortunately, although the front of the lord's hall is wide, it is just enough to disperse many personal soldiers and lords, and as a top combat hand, it is difficult to fight with many chaotic armies for a while.