Chapter 172: The Return of the King (Part II)

Blackhammer Castle, under the huge blackstone city walls, ushered in the mighty northern army. Standing on the tower of the city and looking from afar, the northern army that came to Blackhammer Fort was like a flowing black river, gathering all the elites of the northern territory here. This is a team of lords and lords' guards.

Unlike any previous meeting, this time the Lords have gathered at Blackhammer Castle to determine the fate of the North. Everyone's face, in addition to excitement, is more serious. The breath exhaled by the knight and the warhorse dissipated into white mist in the cold morning air. Inside the castle were the civilians of Blackhammer Castle who had long gathered on both sides of the road. They had never seen such a high-profile mission, and this posture made them feel that what was going to happen today would be extraordinary.

The world is vast, and the Black Hammer Fort, located at the mouth of the Dongquan River, is like a rising giant, welcoming visitors from all directions. Once upon a time, it was just a small castle on the western side of the North, so inconspicuous that you almost ignored its existence. People only know that the Ring City is a large city that guards the west of the northern border, and they have no concept of Black Hammer Castle. For the Lord of Black Hammer Castle, he has no impression at all. I only know that it is a declining aristocracy.

Now, the reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, the great lords who were invincible at the beginning have all entered the country of death, and the great city that was glorious and prosperous at the beginning has long been reduced to a wasteland. However, Black Hammer Castle, a small northern city, grew up in the midst of war and plague, and became the largest castle in the north. With 30,000 permanent inhabitants and a floating population, the total can reach 50,000, almost the size of a medium-sized city, with towers, buildings and neat roads, comparable to the inner city of Erengrad in its heyday...... At the same time, the castle is home to some of the strongest defenders in the entire North - the Norsca Warband, the Bear Knights, and the Ironforge Guards...... And the owner of this castle has become the pride of the whole north.

Rhodes sat on the lord's seat, looking at his comrades-in-arms and lords gathered from all over the northern realm, his eyes friendly and calm.

"I dreamed of war drums, trumpets, armoured horses running through the snowfields, and bleeding knights with swords in their hands, slaying their enemies with blood. I dreamed of flames and warhammers tearing the earth apart, and brave knights defending glory and liberty with their bodies! At that time, I thought it was a blood plague, but now, I realize, it was not a blood plague, but a revelation from the gods that someone was fighting for the North, to the great Rod Lawn. Guardian of the North. ”

In the halls of Blackhammer Keep, Lord Giger of Wintercastle shouted. Although they had a holiday with Rhodes, they developed a strong friendship during their journey north to the Troll Mountains.

In the face of the praise, Rhodes, who was sitting on the throne of the lord, just smiled. I've heard too many things like this, but what I heard before was not for myself, but for others.

"Rod, at the beginning, a large number of greenskins gathered in Kislev, and you suggested leading the troops north to introduce the Ironskins into the Troll Mountains, I objected, and now, I have to admit that I was wrong. You are the best Lord of the North ever, and at the same time, you are the Guardian of the North. ”

"The North calls for the King, Rod, the King of the North!"

"Wait, if I'm not mistaken, you want to make Rhodes King of the North?"

The crowd's enthusiasm was interrupted by Trevor. Unhurried, the former Watchman Lord's own brother, stood up and asked Deguer. He is like an ice fountain in the magma that swims upstream, even if the general trend is the same, he has to give it a go, and Volkuv is his only hope. If Rhodes becomes the King of the North, the position of Lord of Fort Watch will be lost to him in this life.

"Yes, you heard it right. ”

Deguel returned loudly.

"Since ancient times, there has been only one king in Kislev, and that is the Tsar of Kislev. The current Tsar is the Ice Queen Caterina, who has the rightful right to rule. There is another king in the north, and you want to push Lord Rhodes into the fire pit and make him a traitor to the motherland?"

Trevor retorted. His emaciated face was full of wrinkles, and some scheming and intrigue were hidden under this wrinkled face. Qingfeng Literature

"Traitor? Hmph, who's the real traitor?"

Edmund stepped forward and asked contemptuously.

"What do you mean? Are you questioning the Snow Queen as a traitor?"

Trevor frowned and glared at Edmund. He stretched out a fist and made a defiant motion. However, Edmund simply ignored him.

Lord Iceland walked to the center of the hall and looked around, "I didn't say that Caterina was a traitor, I only knew that when the North was threatened, it was Lord Rhodes who arrived with reinforcements and rescued the Gate of the North, the Watchberg. Winter turned to spring, when Iron Sheet was angry and went north again, and no one could stop him, it was still Rhodes, who risked his life and took less than 500 people to go deep into the country of trolls and lead Iron Sheet to the top of the snow-capped mountain. Thus relieving the North once again. If it weren't for Rod, how many cities would there be in the North now? How many of us would have survived without Rod? And where would our Ice Queen be when the North was in danger? Where are the reinforcements from Kislev?

"Are you questioning the Snow Queen?"

Trevor accused, in a trembling voice.

"That's right! I don't just question her, I accuse her! It was her indifference and inaction that caused the North to almost become a wasteland. ”

Edmund roared. This roar can be said to have roared out everyone's hearts. At the same time, it also pierced the layer of paper that was already as thin as a cicada.

"We need a king, but not a selfish and powerful king like Katarina, the North calls for kings, and Rhodes is the deserved king of the North. No matter what you say, whether it is treason or broken an oath, you can't change the fact that Rhodes shed his blood and died for the people, and the people were willing to fight for him. Noble blood cannot be a reason to be a king forever, only those who are willing to shed their blood for the people can become a true king. I, Edmund, have only one king in my lifeβ€”Rod Lawn, King of the North. ”

With that, Edmund Eugene, Lord of Ice Castle, drew his sword and swore allegiance.

"King of the North, let that cold dead ghost send troops to fight, I, Burtner, will be the first to stand up and defend the North, the King of the North!"

Soon, the lord of Hearth, Bettner, stepped forward, the light of the fire shining through his pale hair, and a valiant warrior who had not yielded to the old age stood in front of everyone.

"King of the North!"

Giger then drew his sword and took the oath.

Soon, in the hall, the long sword was unsheathed, and the sound of the iron sword grinding kept coming. The crowd chanted for the King of the North, and the long-suppressed cry finally broke out...... Rhodes knew that a new era had dawned. The vast north, for the first time, united in open rebellion against the Tsar Kislev.