The knight commanders were so angry that no one dared to take their temper out on the internal affairs officials headed by the palace minister.

The logistics of this era are so constipated.

Even if the logistics of the Barbarossa were not like in other kingdoms, an army of 10,000 people was followed by a logistics team of 10,000 people, in addition to the caravans for the spoils of war, there were various waiters and personnel. However, expeditions are never a casual logistical task, and they need to mobilize a large amount of grain and grass in advance.

The only good news is that it is the height of summer in July, there is no shortage of forage for the horses, and the cavalry units only need to bring concentrate fodder.

This is also characteristic of the attack of the orc army. They will not choose to attack in winter, because in winter the grass and trees are dry, and their accompanying food, such as six-legged yaks, will also lack forage, so that it cannot be used as their accompanying dry food.

It is this counteroffensive that is destined not to be far off.

To be honest, no one would have thought before today that the mage group taught by Tesla was so powerful that it could take out the opposing giants and trolls in one fell swoop.

No matter how optimistic a general is, he can only hope to defeat the enemy's main force and tentatively regain a province.

Who would have thought that it would be the main force of the orcs that would be completely annihilated, instead of being defeated.

Seeing that the knights did not object, the emperor made up his mind: "Good! Just do what the palace minister suggests. In the meantime, we need to contact Archmage Tesla immediately to see if he's willing to help reclaim control of the Mage Tower in Guria City. ”

In this way, during the northern expedition of Barbarossa's army, the envoy rushed to Tesla's magic academy again.

According to the emperor's order, the envoy still brought a large number of boxes full of platinum coins over, who knows, this time he couldn't even see a second-generation disciple, and he ate directly behind closed doors.

There was no way, the envoy could only bite the bullet and ask to see the Archduchess Sophia.

Sophia explained helplessly: "The Tesla Archmage is being targeted by a powerful devil lord, and he has no plans to go out for the time being. He now focuses most of his energy on the construction of the workshop. After teaching the first batch of state-funded students, he will no longer be concerned with any worldly affairs. ”

sent three messengers in a row, but as a result, even the female archduke could not be seen later.

Is Barbarossa XIII panicked?

That's not all!

Egg pain is a certainty!

It's just that the smoother the war in the Northland, the more the emperor suffers from gains and losses.

In the vast grasslands, the various knight orders scattered to chase the fleeing orc clans to the north.

That's the downside of loose orc organization.

The battle of Varus annihilated the three most powerful clans of the orcs in one fell swoop, leaving the orcs leaderless.

It's not that other clans don't want to fight, it's that they really can't fight.

Thinking of a head-to-head duel, Varus unreasonably let the mage group burn through the central array of orcs.

If you want to disperse to fight guerrillas, once the orcs are scattered, how can they play with cavalry units with higher mobility on the grassland?

Even though two orc clans were entrenched in the ruins of the city of Gurria, trying to drag the Barbarossas to death through street fighting.

After all, in the ruins full of rubble and masonry and the terrain is narrow, the power of the Barbarossa cavalry cannot be brought into play. If you really do this, it will be like Lei someone who fought a siege war with only tanks and armored vehicles before he crossed over, and he was definitely killed by the harassment of his fellow villagers.

Generalissimo Valus, who had been prepared for a long time, waved his hand, and more than two thousand adventurers swarmed up.

In terms of frontal combat, unless it is a magic master who kills hundreds of people with one blow, adventurers are actually of little use. When it comes to skirmishes and street battles, who better than the adventurers in the dungeons?

After three days of street fighting, day and night, Varus's army finally took the city of Guria.

Seriously, the level of architecture of the Barbarossa people is really not blown. Even the walls of a hundred years ago are still mostly usable, and as long as the fractures of a few hundred meters are repaired, this is a cornerstone city.

The marshal knew that this was basically the limit of this Northern Expedition.

The logistics couldn't keep up, and he couldn't occupy much of the ground except for sending a large number of cavalry troops to attack everywhere and cut down the orc population as much as possible.

Then, the mage tower in the north of the city, which still radiated arcane brilliance, hurt to see Varus's eggs.

"Didn't that old archmage work when he was paid? Could it be that a powerful devil really challenged him this time? ”

The answer, of course, is ......

Fake!

Wren shook his head and lectured his two disciples, Downs and Harry, "You know what? While it is necessary to maintain good relations with the pan-human faction, you must not fulfill every request of those kings, otherwise the inappropriate ones will call you like a dog. I really do it so obediently every time, even if you don't think so, I feel ashamed. ”

"Master, I understand!"

After showing their worth, the necessary release of pigeons will only make them higher and more kneeling at the next offer!

Uh, Wren suddenly felt that he had evolved a little in the direction of a scumbag?

Of course, the excuse is Wren's nonsense.

Anyway, his talent for quickly cultivating mages is enough to make the bosses of all races outside the pan-human camp sleep well. It is not surprising that anyone is envious and jealous.

It stands to reason that he was 'justly' a legendary archmage.

If there were a stronger Devil Lord, such as those who were expected to hit the throne of the Lord of the Nine Hells in Bato, it was really possible to pose a threat to him.

Blow!

You can blow it!

It's not too late for the devil to make trouble.

This pot is not the devil's back, who is the back?

Wren threw a boomerang at the river of fate, and he didn't believe that he was so unlucky that he hit himself again.

How can there be a gambling dog that loses every day!

After the thought was cleared, Wren simply didn't think much about it.

On this day, he wandered to the upper part of Marino City, wanting to go to a jewelry store and buy something for Sophia.

After going to the Grand Duke's Mansion so many times, every time he went empty-handed to talk about a big business of more than 100 million, Wren was a little embarrassed.

As the saying goes, there are merchants in need, and now Marino City has gathered many nobles and children of big businessmen, and there are more and more shops selling luxury goods.

didn't wear a robe, so he wore a private dress with a relatively high-end fabric, and brought Harry, the tool man, and Wren just came to the [Aceria Jewelry Store].

It is a small three-storey western-style building with gold paint trim on a white background, which is still quite conspicuous in the green shade.

As soon as he reached the front of the building, Wren noticed several aristocratic young men holding roses and dressed exquisitely, and just as he was wondering what these guys were doing, he suddenly heard a somewhat surprised, but familiar female voice.

It was Flora's voice.

"Shame on the dead!"

This vocal cord is angry and coquettish, and for some reason, what comes to Wren's mind is actually the shy girl with a blushing face in the pre-time anime.

Before Wren could react, he saw that the gate of the terrace on the third floor had suffered the tragic experience of the 'door robber'.

A good-looking aristocratic young man was knocked out by an arcane shockwave, spun 720 degrees in the air, did a front somersault, fell to the ground hard, and died!

Wren's facial muscles stiffened.

Grass!

It turns out that the dead are lost, and they are literally lost to the dead!

(End of chapter)