Chapter 37—Caesar and the Emperor of Men (7)

As night fell, Theodore's tent was still brightly lit. Young Caesar was dressed in a loose purple robe, and on a round table in front of him was a somewhat old map. There are also many small models that look like chess pieces.

Falcons, lions, crosses, horses, laurels............ A small model of a somewhat messy round-bottomed pedestal is placed in the northern region, three trees of different colors to the west of the map, and obsidian models of various styles are lined up in the southwest. In the south, there are patches of brown fanged dolls.

Helena, sitting opposite Theodore, held the glorious cross in her arms, and looked curiously at the various dolls placed on the map. Although Helena didn't understand military affairs, she still understood - the dolls and the colors on the map were the Shili distribution maps of the North, the Noldor, the Dwarves, and the Orcs.

Diodore, who frowned, gently put the three models of laurels, crosses, and lions together, and then picked up the horses and the western wood...... There were more and more pieces put together, and Theodore's fingers rested on top of the falcon, rubbing them gently, and his brow tightened.

"Is Aaron really not coming?" Helena suddenly asked, "Isn't he your friend......?" You must need his support too, right?"

"The timing of Magist's death is too coincidental, how can it be so simple......" Theodore gritted his teeth: "The current Aaron is not enough to match the reputation of the old duke, even if he successfully inherits the title, it is difficult to say whether his knights will really accept him." ”

"It will take him time to establish the most basic prestige, and to reintegrate the Liliang that was left over from the past Mixtermai territory before he can truly do what he wants. Theodore sighed, "It's a pity, but he probably would...... It can't come, it should be said that it is very likely. ”

In that case, Weishenme won't wait and see. Helena asked suspiciously, her big blue eyes blinking, "Why don't you wait until Aaron arrives before leaving?"

"War waits for no one, my dear Helena. Theodore smiled bitterly: "What's more. It's also about my prestige. I have announced to all the lords of the north that I will set out in a month to retake Severcro. If I deliberately delay my time, they will think that I am timid. ”

"But...... You have the Radiant Cross, and all of them have already pledged their allegiance to you, haven't they?" Helena panicked and clasped Theodore's hand tightly, "They won't break their promises. ”

"Allegiance, to the two of us, to be exact. Theodore smiled and looked at Helena: "The blood of Pendragon, your smile and your posture are the reason why the knights have fought to the death - naturally, including me." ”

Helena's face was slightly red, but her eyes were staring directly at the young Caesar in front of her. and inherited the title of his ancestor Aragon, the new human emperor.

"Lord Julian!" Elendil burst in, her loud voice interrupting their conversation, and a panicked Helena stood up and withdrew her little hand behind her back. As if he hadn't seen anything, Elendil shouted, "Your Excellency Bode Ardalia asks for an audience!"

"Oh yes, then hurry up and let him ......" Before Theodore could finish speaking, a fiery voice came from outside the door, and the hurried footsteps revealed excitement and joy.

"Oh, Theodore, what a pleasure to see you. Bode, who straddled the long knife, opened the curtain and rushed in with a smile: "I saw Mr. Valence just now, and it's still that familiar wooden face!"

"You really don't look like a Noldor elf......" Theodore looked helplessly at the hurried Bode, "Now you feel more like a wandering knight or something." ”

"Say whatever you want. Bode smiled nondeniably. As soon as he turned around, he saw Helena holding the Radiance Cross beside him, and hurriedly stroked her chest and saluted: "Oh, I almost forgot, please allow me to pay tribute to you, Your Highness Helena Pendragon." May the birds of the forest show you the way. ”

"The last time I came, because my father still had many elders' instructions, I ...... It's all Lawrence, that guy is talking non-stop. Bode grabbed Theodore's right hand and shook it: "Anyway, congratulations to Theodore." You look so mightier when you draw your sword than when you command your army!"

"I've brought a thousand of my best hunters with me this time - since it's a siege, I think you may need some sharpshooters more to help you overwhelm your enemies. Bode said with some smugness: "I believe that the north will definitely not find a better marksman than the Noldor hunters." ”

"Indeed, we already have 10,000 infantry. A thousand cavalry, and two thousand more cavalry arrived at once. Theodore nodded: "I believe that this battle can make us more tacit than last time." ”

"Of course, believe me, I'm no less hateful than you are for orcs. Bode said in a deep voice, "I'm not what I used to be. ”

――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――――

When the trumpet of dawn sounded, the coalition army, which had rested all night, was finally on its way. The armies of Rome, Laria, Salion, and the Kwyn River, the knights, the rangers from Marions, the hunters of the East in the Silent Forest, armies from all directions converged under the same banner, dressed in different costumes and weapons, but everyone was on the same nerves.

What could be more nerve-wracking than the fact that they were going to take the strongest fortress in the North, and that they were going to fight against an enemy who had destroyed the Empire?

Theodore, riding Webb, stood alone on the hillside, his glorious cross hanging from his waist, his left hand holding the hilt of his sword engraved with inscriptions, and the ancient Assyrian runes glowing with a faint white light.

The purple squirrel swayed in the wind, and the handsome Webber stood like a sculpture, his black skin shining like marble, and the delicate waistcoat and saddle made it look even more powerful.

"Caesar!" Valence rode up behind Theodore, his voice still as deep as ever, "The army has been assembled and is ready to go." ”

"Got it. Theodore turned his head slightly, and Webber under him obediently turned around, carrying Theodore on his body to leave the place. At this moment, not far from the horizon, a loud military horn suddenly sounded!

"Woooo――――――――――――――――――――――――――oo

The dark eyes turned sharply, and there was surprise in their eyes. As far as the eye could see, on the northern horizon, a narrow black line filled the gap between heaven and earth, and the black falcon banner hunted in the air, one, two, three...... More and more, too many to count.

Theodore, who was slightly stunned, smiled slightly, and before Valence beside him could react, he had already galloped away, and Valens hurriedly sounded the rallying cry to stop the army.

................................................................................................

Dressed in purple, Theodore rushed to the front of Mistema's army, and not far behind him were the coalition soldiers who had assembled and stood by. The Knights of Mistromer, who saw Theodore's figure, stopped halfway down the road.

At this time, Aaron was a little vicissitudes compared to the last time Theodore saw him, the ends of his sideburns were a little white, and only that face was still full of xiangshang's vitality.

The Mistermai knights, led by the knight chief Jorah, surrounded Aaron in the middle, and Aaron, dressed in a black bear, looked like the Jiashi of Duke Mistermael.

Seeing Theodore coming over, Aaron grinned and pulled out his sword and raised it above his head, and the knights behind him followed suit, and Aaron, who took a sharp breath, roared loudly: "Warriors of Mithmel, salute your human emperor Bixia!"

"Long live the human emperor - long live the human emperor !! - long live the human emperor !! - long live the human emperor !! long live the human emperor - !!"

"Hah!" Aaron laughed amidst the earth-shattering cheers, and ran up to Theodore, putting his sword back into its sheath: "Am I late, Emperor Bixia." ”

"The time was just right, neither early nor late. Theodore smiled and said, "We were about to set off, and you came just in time for everyone to arrive." ”

"I think you might also need a good striker to plant your flag on the walls of Severcro. Aaron said proudly: "I don't think there is a better striker than the knights of Mistermai." ”

"I think so. Theodore smiled undeniably and walked over and pressed Aaron's shoulder hard: "Welcome to join us, Aaron!"

"I promised, so I'll do it, and that's what my father meant. Aaron grinned like a child, "Maybe I'm not a haode leader, but maybe I can be a haode commander - so, now that's my goal." ”

"What's more, this time it's going to Savincro, how could the knights of Mistermai miss it? Last time we fought side by side there, this time I'm going to take it back with my own hands!"

"Go and lead the army, Duke Aaron Brennus. Theodore smiled and patted him on the shoulder, turning the horse's head, and the two men galloped forward almost in unison, with the knights of Mysterma following behind.

Theodore gripped the hilt of the Cross of Radiance in his right hand, and a stream of light flew out of its sheath, and the Cross of Radiance, which shone brighter than the sun, shone above the earth.

"Warriors of the North, march to Severcrowe!" (To be continued......