Theodore, who had not yet returned to Caesarea, did not know what his actions had caused—but in any case, they were certainly in favor of the North, and he was convinced.

The plan to return from the western foot of the Fault Mountain was cancelled, and the army was to march north from the east to the Kwyn River, not in the plan, but at the suggestion of the Duke of Bran Evwan to Theodore.

"What could be more glorious than you going to the Kwyn River in person, and wouldn't it be the best reward for them to fight for you, and to reward them personally?"

As expected, there were no suitable roads in the east at all—only a dirt road that had been trampled out to allow the army to pass through, and the north, where there was no unified power, did not even have a well-developed road system, and only a few places where simple clearance had been carried out, which made Theodore so distressed that he had to let his soldiers march while they were building roads, or the baggage troops who had been left behind would not even be able to pass.

Completely different from the convenience of the orc tribe that can be relocated at any time, the army of the Anthropocene realm is very dependent on baggage troops, and the more elite the better-they need adequate provisions, spare weapons and shields, a large number of consumables such as javelins and bows and arrows, doctors and even military vendors to care for, etc., and the soldiers' stored salaries also need to be taken care of- These were all matters that the commander-in-chief had to worry about, and of course most of the work was carried out by the military tribunes, which was why Ulstein hated his present position more than the tedious civilian work.

Along the way, the army encountered many destroyed villages or the ruins of small settlements - small estates that were once peaceful have become uninhabited ghosts, and it is not necessary to ask everyone to know what is going on. The marching soldiers became more and more solemn, and everyone could already guess the current situation of the Kwen River.

The Kwyn River, which had almost no precautions, was like the fattest fresh meat to the orcs to the jackals, and Theodore, who was getting more and more nervous, had a sense of foreboding, but his inner reason was still controlling his emotions, and he did not act excessively.

But when he reached the Twin Towers, he was shocked by the sight in front of him—the disgusting corpses of the orcs were piled up into small "pyramids" on the wide southern riverbank, and the greedy crows "quacked" in the air, and the bloodstains on the land that had not yet been completely erased told him what a fierce battle had taken place here.

And on the watchtower on the other side of the Twin Towers River. The banner of the golden laurel crown of Rome still swayed at the top of the tower, and even the rapidly assembled armies on the other side of the river—the Romans, the Mithmes, the Salions, the Larrians, and the various banners of the Kwyn princes—were swaying back and forth.

Just as Theodore was still stunned, a knight with the banner of the Radiant Cross came towards Theodore, stopped in front of Elandil holding the banner with pride, respectfully took off his helmet, turned over and dismounted, and knelt down on one knee, only then Theodore saw that it was Ain.

"Greetings to you, Honorable Lord Theodore Julian. In the name of Her Royal Highness Princess Helena Pendragon!" Although he said it humbly, Ain's face was full of pride: "All the soldiers are assembled, waiting for your review!"

"Looks like you've got a great victory. Theodore smiled and got off Weber, walked up to her and gently lifted him up: "I believe it must be quite a brilliant victory." ”

"A lot of people died. A lot of application for knights as well as desperate soldiers...... The peasants of the Kwyn River, many of whom probably had never touched a spear a few times in their lives...... But without them, we can't win. Ain was a little gloomy, and her beautiful face was a little pale. But he still can't be so high-spirited: "But...... Orcs are dying more than we do!"

"You've changed. Theodore raised the corners of his mouth: "A year and a half ago, Al Ain Talboa would never have said such a thing, she would only tell everyone over and over again that she was not a young lady but a knight. Right now. Even the best knights can't deny it. ”

The knight didn't refute anything, her face flushed slightly, and her eyes stared at Theodore without showing weakness.

"Then lead the way, Knight Ain!" Theodore calmly waved his big flicker, and the purple piping cloak was lifted heroically: "Like a knight!"

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The soldiers of the Kwyn River were very excited by the arrival of the Emperor of the People, and the soldiers of the patrol cavalry from Salion and Mithmek rode their horses like proud roosters on the river beach, anxiously waiting for the purple figure to pass in front of them, and their expressions were extremely excited;

But no matter what kind of mood they had, Theodore was still emotionally impressed by their reflexive obedience to orders—a bloody and terrifying battle that transformed these former farmers, who would become the best soldiers if they had undergone rigorous training.

They were dressed in tatters, with yellow teeth and bulging eyes, gray filthy overalls, tattered trousers, faces covered with wind and frost, and wore strangely shaped boots and even barefoot, unkempt and unkempt as a far cry from the neat solemnity of the Roman legions. But it was these people who blocked even more orc warriors than them, and survived in the sea of corpses and blood. Even if it was just that, it was worth paying their respects to Theodore.

Compared with the excited peasants of the Kwyn River, the 1st Wing of the Roman Legion, which had been silent throughout, was a little abrupt, with the red-robed Mesimus standing at the front on the left, and Paulus, holding the eagle banner aloft, behind him. The military minister silently walked up to Theodore: "Follow your orders, Caesar. We held the Kwyn River, and the enemy was annihilated. ”

"No one can do it better than you, Mehmus. Theodore pressed his shoulders and wrapped his right hand around the broad back: "You are like my elder." Please accept my respect!"

The two hugged each other intimately, as if they were really father and son. Behind him, Valence immediately raised the sword in his hand and shouted: "Long live Lord Theodore Julian——!!!! long live General Mehemus——!!

"Long live Lord Theodore Julian——!!!! long live General Mehemus——!!!!" The soldiers who saw this scene shouted and paid their respects to His Majesty the Emperor and this loyal, brave and resourceful general, and the waves of shouting were wave after wave, and the atmosphere of joy filled the sky over the Twin Towers.

"Her Highness Helena is safe and sound, as I assure you. Taking advantage of the cacophony around him, Mesimus whispered in Theodore's ear: "All is going well, including Sir Ludwig Ahart." It is believed that the people of Laria are indeed doing their best as the Duke of Bran said. ”

"I prefer to believe that he is showing his loyalty. The corners of Theodore's mouth rose slightly: "It is much easier for them to convince Helena than to convince Rome." ”

.................. Theodore, who quietly departed amid the cheers of the crowd, stepped into a tent that did not look very ornate, and the stiff-faced captain of the Valence guard stood guard outside the tent like a pillar, and only when Theodore passed by him, the corners of his mouth loosened slightly, as if nothing had happened.

Dressed in a beige shirt and breeches, Helena sat quietly in the tent, her slender figure accentuated by a wide dark brown belt tied around her waist. When Theodore walked in, his sea-like eyes were startled. Surprise ensued, and a hint of unease. The small figure dodged backwards like a little white rabbit, with his hands behind his back, biting his lower lip and watching the man in front of him slowly walk over.

Theodore looked at the girl's slightly cramped and uneasy look. I wanted to say something, but I could only turn into a wry smile and sit on the chair: "You really surprise me, Helena." ”

"I don't know how you came up with the idea of going around Talboa to the south bank of the Twin Towers. But it was a brilliant tactic - attacking from the least of the enemy's expectations, and it was a miracle!" said Theodore with a smile and a look of admiration and confusion in his eyes, "And as far as I can see." You seem to have recruited a troop of cavalry from Mithmeer, how did you get there?!"

"In fact, there was only a small squad of Missramer knights, and the rest were temporary joiners. Helena looked embarrassed, but proud, and said, "When Aaron left Haringos, the Mistermai knights who had stayed behind did not leave with him, so I brought them with me—I thought that if there were more banners, it would be more morale-boosting to the soldiers." ”

"Perhaps you should also command an army, and we can fight on two fronts—no one will be able to defeat us then!" said Theodore, jokingly, "You don't know what to say, and after you left, the Duke of Elfvan looked at me with a changed look - like a mercenary mercenary!"

"Hehehe...... Helena chuckled and slowly stepped forward, holding Theodore's head in her arms, her milky skin gently grinding against Theodore's face, and young Caesar shuddered.

"I am a descendant of Aragon and a descendant of the great Artoria Pendragon. Helena whispered, "I will fight with you as she did, my Aragorn." ”

(Thanks to Sister Cat and nightwish328 (really...... Heavy metal music favorite?night blessing?mmmmmm

In fact, I have already said about Helena's ancestors~Saber is our natal goddess~) (To be continued......)