The vast steppes are misty and misty, and the territory of Kislev is mostly such a plain terrain. In this regard, the people from the empire were quite uncomfortable, and most of the areas they lived in were forests. Even cities are surrounded by forests.

The fog was blowing in the early morning, and although the temperature was a little cold, it was just right for Rhodes. Wiping the water stains from his face, Rhodes stared ahead. In the distance, a white griffin flag fluttered in the wind in the early morning mist.

Through the white mist, you can vaguely see the people who are visiting. The delegation of the Griffin Legion consisted of more than a hundred men, among them, the man with the golden cloak and silver shining armor was undoubtedly their commander Bacchus. Beside the golden leader were two knights armed with spears and shields. The capes of the two knights were covered with griffin feathers. It is clear that this is the absolute elite knight of the Legion. Behind the ranks of knights were more than a hundred horseback warriors and freeriders. Likewise, their armor was bright and elegant, with a white glow even in the morning mist.

Compared with the visiting enemy delegation, Rhodes's side really didn't dare to compliment. Virgil, the highest chief knight of the legion, wore only the ancestral iron armor and knight's sword, while Lord Bötner wore a bearskin coat, a large axe in his arms, and a steel bowler hat on his head. The soldiers of the northern delegation could not be compared with the griffin riders on the opposite side, their clothing and equipment have not been unified so far, and all kinds of weapons and armor are full of people on the battlefield. To this day, the troops in the north look like a peasant army. However, their combat effectiveness was not comparable to that of ordinary peasant armies.

In the cold wind, the horse's hooves are hurrying. Representatives of the two sides met in the middle of the steppe.

The ground beneath the horses' hooves was samp and soft, and the snow melted and seeped into the soil, making it muddy and dirty.

The noble white horse paced in place irritably, not tired of the dirty land, but by the hidden beast in the crowd opposite. Ursok hovered beside Rhodes, letting out a low roar. With the exception of the leader of the Griffin Legion and the two noble high-ranking knights, everyone else showed varying degrees of nervousness.

"We meet again. Lord of Bacchus. ”

Rod humbly greeted. Indeed, this is not the first time they have met, in the event of the Erengrad rebellion, the Griffons, as the main force of Kislev, joined forces with the Northern Coalition against the rebels of Erengrad. Now, time has passed, and the two forces that once fought side by side are on opposite sides. They are enemies because of their different positions. The Griffin Legion had sworn that they would be the first to arrive if the Tsar of Kislev needed it. For 100 years, this valiant force has dutifully fulfilled their promises.

Like the Snow Eagle Legion, Rhodes did not see them as his real enemies. No potential ally should be close to each other. Rhodes carried out such a creed and ventured to meet each other.

Again, Bacus responded with a polite nod.

At the same time, they jumped off their horses and walked to the central meeting. The knights and warriors behind him cast alarming glances. Although it is a negotiation, after all, it is still a relationship between friend and foe, and it should not be underestimated.

"You're brave, Rod, and arguably the bravest person I've ever met. Your deeds spread throughout Kislev, but, I'm sorry, as long as you are an enemy of the Tsar, you are my enemy. ”

Bacchus got straight to the point. Even though the nearly four-meter-tall bear Usok was roaming around, Bacchus remained unchanged.

"Don't be in a hurry to say that, General Bacchus, I'll let you see a man. You'll know everything when you see it. ”

Rhodes said, asking Diego to bring Grand Duke Lan Dao up. He is the Grand Duke of Kislev, the Queen's most powerful general and favorite. I also used to work with Bacchus. E-Book Workshop

The cold wind ruffled Randolph's hair, and when the foul-covered Duke of Kislev was brought up, Bacchus was shocked by what he saw.

The once majestic and high-spirited Grand Duke of Kislev has now become a prisoner of the Northern Alliance. This is not surprising, victory and defeat are a common thing in soldiers. To Bakus's surprise, Randolph was no longer human. His imprisoned hands were tied to silver chains, corroded to the point that only the bones remained.

The originally fair and handsome face turned into a demonic hideous appearance. Beast-like fangs peeked out from between his lips, covering his lower lip with a trail of blood. The Grand Duke was completely naked in a cage, and his body was stained with the blood of beasts and men. It smelled of blood.

"Duke Landau, you and I know each other. Rod sighed, "There have been rumors that Caterina is a vampire, but there has been no evidence against this demon. Now, you see it. Here's the proof. Randolph is a vampire, a favorite of Caterina who combines power and wealth. Randolph had worked under Caterina for many years, and with the intelligence and vision of the Ice Queen, didn't she know that her favorite general was a vampire?"

Rod's question left Bacus speechless. He only saw surprise, sadness, and pain in the face of the leader of the griffon legion. And that fleeting deep helplessness.

"General Bacchus, we all know who we are fighting for. Yes, we are all fighting for Kislev, and our lovers, our loved ones. I fought for my family, my wife guarded the people of the North in the cold winds of the Northland, and my daughter was in Kislev City, imprisoned by that vampire queen. I fight for them. Fight for the people of Kislev. And you, too, are fighting for this country. Now that Kislev is in the hands of a vampire, do you still have to be loyal to the vampire queen?"

Bacchus fell into only deep silence. He looked at Rhodes and spit out a few words stiffly for a long time-

"Everybody says that. The day you became a tsar......"

"Tsar, who told you I want to be tsar?"

Rod interrupted Bacus. This made Bacchus even more stunned.

"As I said, I fought to protect my lover and loved ones. As for the person who replaces Katarina, it must be someone of pure blood. At the same time, I hope that he will be a wise man. ”

After Rod finished speaking, Bacchus was extremely shocked. As the commander of the Griffin Legion, he has seen countless people and experienced many things. But I haven't heard of a leader who didn't take the throne...... If the man in front of him was speaking from his heart, then Bacus would undoubtedly be impressed by him. Even, with a little bit of worship. Because, even he, when facing the throne, can't guarantee that he doesn't have a little heartbeat.

"What you said is true?"

"The gods are above, and the truth is true. ”

Rod replied calmly.

Bacchus couldn't help but turn his head to look at his battle flag, perhaps, it was time to put it away and aim at the real enemy......