"On my way here, I heard that the Queen's troops had also set off, why did I see only troops from the north, and some troops from the south, and the others?

Inside the tent, Rhodes curiously asked about the details of the rebellion. He lagged too far behind in the matter of the Erengrad rebellion, not only in the speed of action, but also in the gathering of information. Each of the other thirteen northern lords in front of him knew more about the rebellion than he did.

"The Queen's troops have gone to other places with the large army of the South, brother, you are late, even the collection of information is late, this rebellion, in fact, it is not only Erengrad, only Erengrad can't make trouble, there are other lords who support them, and the queen has sent someone to greet them. ”

Sitting across from Rhodes, Count Cyril, Lord of the Watchcastle, said calmly. In a circle of people, he is like the boss, even if the lords of the northern realm do not clearly recognize which is their leader, but the watchberg has a large population and a strong army, and the lord of the watchfort is undoubtedly the lord of the people.

"There's one less lord in the North......"

"Yes, Crackstone doesn't support this operation, and Barryne locks himself in the castle, the old bone, looking like he's going to fight the Ice Queen to the end. ”

Cyril continued. It could be felt that he was dissatisfied with the actions of the Lord of Splitstone Castle, as if he was really the king of the North, and was responsible for managing every lord in the North.

"I told him that the fire of Erlengrad could not be burned, a bunch of conceited nobles, they thought that if they controlled the harbor, they could fight the whole of Kislev, it is true that they had the funds, and the port could provide them with a steady supply of food and weapons, but our queen has a lot of means, not to mention that once a full-scale war starts, Kislev can mobilize more troops than the city in front of us. ”

Baron Giger of Wintercastle whispered. He had a standard goatee and his cheeks sunken in, and the light shone on his face like two shadows. He was also the skinniest of all the lords, but his dark gray eyes were very sharp, as if he could see the world.

"We can't save him, the Queen's forces are probably on their way to Splitstone Castle by this time. ”

Earl Cyril added.

"And what about the Queen herself?"

Rod asked.

"The Ice Queen didn't come, she wouldn't have left her palace so easily. However, this also reflects the strength of the two sides of this rebellion from another angle, Caterina does not seem to take the nobles of Errengrad seriously, otherwise, she would not even move, but just send her own men to solve this matter. ”

"Indeed, our queen is still very clear about the strength of both sides. ”

"We thought you weren't coming, but you did. ”

Cyril continued. Rhodes replied with a smile, "There are a large number of beastmen in my territory, and I can't let go of Blackhammer Keep. ”

"Massive Beastmen?"

Earl Cyril asked with a half-questioning look as he stared at Rod.

"Yes, thousands of beastmen have attacked my castle. ”

As soon as Rod finished speaking, the others at the round table burst into laughter. The meaning is self-evident – they don't believe it at all. If there really were thousands of Beastmen warbands, they would not be able to defend it with a small castle in Blackhammer Castle.

Seeing the attitude of the people, Rhodes said no more, this kind of crisis may only be known to himself, even in the north, there are many people who have spent most of their lives in peace and ease, for them, the story of the south is more exciting, and the political struggle for power is far more attractive than the strange legends of the north.

"Lord Rhodes, anyway, you're late, and Cohen will be looking for you soon. You have to be mentally prepared first. ”

Deguel William, Lord of Snowrock Castle, kindly reminded.

"Cohen?", Zero-long Literature Network

"Oh my God, there are many talented people in the North, brother, and it looks like you're one of them. Cohen is from the South, Grand Duke Kislev, he is the commander of this legion, and the armies of the north and south are under his command, which is the order of the Snow Queen. You're a whole week late, be careful of his punishment for you. The dog represents the queen here. ”

Deguer continued. Rod nodded, expressing his gratitude and concern, but from the words of the lords, Rod could feel that the people in this big tent were dissatisfied with the general appointed by the queen from the bottom of their hearts. Of course, this may have something to do with Cohen's coming from the South, and the cultural differences between the North and the South have led to many times when the people of the North think that they are the legitimate Lady of Kisley, and in the eyes of the people of the North, the South is a group of, corrupted by the extravagance of the Empire, and they are far from the orthodox Lady Keishrie.

......

When he walked out of the tent, Rod's heart was a little heavy. This rebellion is indeed not as simple as it seems, and it is estimated that it will not be able to return to its territory for a while.

Vampires, the aristocratic forces of Errengrad, the Ice Queen, lords, witch hunters, Moorish cults...... In any random column, there are five or six different forces, which are mixed together to muddy the waters of Kislev...... But perhaps this is what the nobles of Erlengrad wanted, and since they had decided to rebel against Caterina, they would muddy the waters, and the more chaotic the situation might be for the rebels, the better it would be for the rebels...... At least, the witch hunter's-stirring stick did play a role in causing trouble to some extent......

The cold wind blew, waking Rhodes up and blowing away those complicated thoughts. I don't know when there will be one more person behind me.

"Lord Rhodes ......"

Hearing someone shouting his name, Rhodes turned around and saw Edmund, Lord of Ice Castle that he had just seen in the Great Tent. He didn't look much older than himself, and Rhodes estimated him to be around forty years old. Like himself, Lord Edmund also appeared to be a man who had gone to battle himself. His face was covered with the scars of time, his arms and shoulders were very rough and strong, he was dressed in simple and simple iron hoop armor on the outside, and a long one-handed sword hung from his waist. Looks like a real warrior.

"Lord Edmund. ”

Rod politely returned.

"I've heard your story. ”

The Lord of Ice Castle said bluntly.

"What's the story?"

On the contrary, Rod was a little confused.

"The Beastmen invaded. ”

Edmund said.

"No one believes in ......"

"No, I believe. ”

Edmund's words surprised Rod a little. He squinted his eyes and stared at the other man, and could sense that Edmund wasn't joking, he meant it. This intrigued Rod.

"In fact, Ice Castle has also been invaded by the Beastmen. Like you, I've fought those monsters with my own hands. Ice Castle nearly fell. Edmund said.

"That was a harbinger of the rise of Chaos. ”

Rod added. Edmund nodded, clearly agreeing with the sentiment as well.

Finally found a confidant, Rod couldn't help but be a little excited. It seems that the entire northern realm is not the first to realize that the apocalyptic crisis is looming. But it's normal to think about it, Ice Lan Castle was originally part of the Great Wall, and north of the Great Wall, there were originally places where all kinds of dark creatures were entrenched, and their number would definitely not be less than that near Black Hammer Castle.

"So, Rod, we must be prepared, and after this rebellion is over, we must join forces to let the lords of the North know the seriousness of the problem. The cosy environment always makes people forget the cruel past. Two hundred years ago, the Kingdom of Kislev almost fell. The land through which the Chaos Legion passes is deserted, and mutated creatures infected by Chaos are rampant on this land. The enemy from the north is our real threat. Damn, they're fighting here. ”

Walking on the top of the mountain, a cold wind blew in front of him, mixed with a trace of dead air, and Edmund couldn't help but complain.