A Tale of Strategies For the Throne

Aaron Landis, Morning Star of the Gods.

You are on top of the clouds.

You are the sun, the moon, and the morning star.

Camos, the king of heroes, was born on your land.

The sun bestowed upon him all glory.

Thousands of stars crowned him.

All the peoples cheered for him.

He is the king of lions.

He is the undefeated king.

He is the towering mountain guarding Aaron Landis.

The fiery banner is the flame that he wears.

He is an invincible lion on the battlefield.

No one can make him fall.

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No one can predict.

Dark sharp arrows came from behind him.

The evil hand comes from his trusted comrades in arms.

The invincible hero of the battlefield fell on the land of Aaron Landis.

The blood that flowed from his body stained the soil under his feet red.

From the clouds came the sighs of the gods.

For the fall of the King of Heroes.

The river Enki is rushing.

A cold wind howls from the far north.

The lofty mountains guarding the land of Aaron Landis suddenly collapsed.

In an instant, the sky fell apart.

The helpless weeping of the people of Aaron Landis resounded through the land of Aaron Landis.

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The city of Judas has long lost its former prosperity and has become deserted.

After the great battle more than half a month ago, the city has been ruled by the Gastads, and Prince Tyre, the commander of the Gastad army, is sitting in the city.

Even if the city falls, even if the beloved king dies, the sun will still rise and set as usual, and ordinary people will continue to live.

Although the citizens of Judas City harbored resentment and hatred, they had no power to resist and could only continue to live tremblingly under the rule of the Gastads.

The streets of the city were much colder than usual, even those who walked on the road walked shyly and quickly with their heads down.

Teams of tall and burly Gastard soldiers patrolled the streets, scanning all the Aaron Landis with contemptuous eyes.

Aaron Landis is the country they conquered.

And these Aaron Landis people, of course, are also the race they conquered, and they are inferior to others from then on.

In the center of the city, the huge and gorgeous castle still stood on the ground as usual, but the people guarding the outside of the castle had been replaced by Gastadians in white armor.

At this moment, in the depths of the castle, in a dungeon that is closely guarded, a special prisoner is being imprisoned.

Yunus.

He used to be the master of this city, but now he has been reduced to a prisoner, locked in an iron prison that sees no light.

The cold, pitch-black iron fence separated him from the man outside. Yunus raised his head, his originally tough face was now full of emaciation, and the brown hair that was only grizzled at the temples not long ago had already turned white. .

Those brown eyes, which were always bright and full of pride, were flushed red at this moment.

Although he was a prisoner, his identity prevented him from being abused.

It's just that during this period of time, he has trouble falling asleep all night and all night.As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw the flames all over the city, and the corpses of Aaron Landis piled up on the ground.

That made him suffer.

In just half a month, his whole body became rickety and aged rapidly, and wrinkles quickly covered his face.

At this moment, he looked like he was no longer as vigorous as he was fighting on the battlefield with King Kamos more than half a month ago, but he was completely old and dying.

"Juta..."

He called out the name of the general standing outside the prison with a hoarse voice that was beyond words.

"What are you here for?"

"I'm here to report the current situation to Master Yunus."

Uta smiled.

"During this period of time, His Highness Tyre sent our army to conquer the Aaron Landis army on the western border. Together with His Highness's army, we destroyed the Third Army and the Sixth Army."

Utah put it simply.

But the real situation is that the Garstad army stationed in Kanal had already received Tire's order to attack the western border again, and before the news spread, Tire sent Aaron Lan, who was a surrendered army. The Diss army, when the [-]rd and [-]th legions were fighting the Gastard army, approached as a 'friendly army' and then attacked suddenly.

The army of Aaron Landis, who was betrayed by the "friendly army", lost to the pincer attack of both sides, and was finally destroyed.

The Gastard army drove straight in, passed through the Kameya Valley, and then captured the large cities on the Kameya Plain, opening the road between the border city of Kanal and the city of Judas.

The Sixth Army was destroyed, as was the cavalry of the Third Army.

The western frontier of Aaron Landis has fallen.

Juta's words made Yunus' face even more ashamed. He opened his mouth to say something, but before he could speak, he coughed violently, almost out of breath.

After a while, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Why, Juta, I trust you so much and regard you as my confidant... No, it's fine to betray me, but you are from Aaron Landis, why did you betray Aaron Landis?"

"Aaron Landis? Master Yunus, but you never regarded me as an Aaron Landis like you?"

Juta smiled.

"No matter how I try my best to assist you, no matter how much better I am than others, no matter how much you seem to favor me on the surface, you never intend to bestow me with the title of nobility, and those who are not as good as me get yours one by one Confer... I understand, because in your eyes, I am only worthy of being a servant forever, a servant driven by a brown-skinned servant like you."

A ruthless look flashed across his eyes.

"Just because I'm white!"

"Your so-called trust is like charity, cheap and condescending, or do you think I should be grateful to you just because of your trust?"

The man raised his lips, and he smiled at Yunas, his smile was full of coldness.

"Why is this country controlled by you brown breeds? If you don't give me what I deserve, I'll take it myself!"

He laughed out loud, full of joy in his laughter.

"Master Yunus, the world will change from now on. All the Gastadians are white races that you despise, but you have become their prisoner. From then on, Aaron Landis is Gast A country ruled by the Dade is a country ruled by the white race."

"Just watch with your own eyes, how those white races you look down on knock you noble people into the dust! From now on, you will be the ones who are inferior!"

Yunus, who was sitting in the prison, watched Juta leave with a hearty laugh.

【Just watch with your own eyes, how the white race that you people look down on tramples you under your feet—】

He closed his eyes painfully.

Could it be...he was really wrong.

Has he been wrong all along?

A light slanted in from the small skylight and fell on the dark ground.

Yunus, who was stunned for a long time, turned his head slowly, looking at the only ray of sunshine in the dark dungeon.

He stood up and walked to the window, where the sun shone.

He knelt down, the sun shone on the kneeling old man, his clasped hands rested between his brows, his gray hair scattered messily in front of his eyes.

Gods of Aaron Landis.

All iniquity is on me.

I am willing to endure the torture of eternity and eternity.

Please save Aaron Landis...

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In the main hall of the castle, it is as gorgeous as before. No one would have thought that this hall was once stained red by blood and countless corpses.

On the throne in the middle, a handsome young man with silver hair sat there.

The route from Kanal to Judas has been opened.

The army of the Gastadians, as well as the mixed army of Kanal and other descended soldiers, have all come to the city of Judas.

The lineup is huge, with a full 10,000+ army stationed near Judas City at the moment.

And the abundant supplies and grain hoarded by the Kanal Kingdom have also been transported to this city by road in an endless stream, plus the grain and grass that was plundered from the cities that were laid down on the Camea Plain in Aaronlandis , The army's supplies are more than enough.

Everything is ready.

"Everyone, get ready, we are about to head to the royal city of Aaron Landis."

Sitting on the throne, Tyre said coldly,

"Take the head of that King Kamos and hang it in front of the king's city."

Such is the custom in Gastard.

When the Jasdade plateau was not yet unified by Tyre's father, there were constant wars between the various tribes, and the heads of the defeated tribal leaders would be cut off to intimidate his people and make his people For fear surrenders to the victor.

The Gastadians often do this when they invade.

When King Kanal's head hung outside the city of Kanal, the morale of the Kanal soldiers immediately dropped, thus speeding up the speed of breaking the city.

So Tire naturally planned to repeat the old trick when attacking the king city of Aaron Landis this time, hanging the head of King Kamos outside the king city, so that the morale of the defenders of the king city would decline, so that the city could be taken down as soon as possible.

When Tyre said that, the people who were standing quietly below him started to stir slightly.

Not only the face of Aaron Landis's surrender suddenly became ugly, but even the generals of Gastard looked at each other, with obvious expressions of disapproval on their faces.

"how?"

Noticing the commotion among his subordinates, Tyre asked indifferently.

"Your Highness, although King Kamos is our enemy, but..."

An elderly Gastade general hesitated for a while, but finally stood up and answered with a bow.

"However, he is a brave warrior, and we feel that, as a hero, his body should not suffer such insults."

he bowed his head pleadingly.

"Please think again."

Although they were enemies of life and death, the dying scene of King Kamos shocked them as enemies, and they couldn't help feeling admiration.

The Gastadians are fierce, but they also admire the brave.

In the past, when the tribes were fighting, the recognized heroic warriors would also be buried generously by the enemy.

"..."

Tyr frowned.

Because the Gastadians fought all the way without encountering any stubbornness or opponents, they held a contemptuous attitude towards people from other countries.

People who regard them as weak and useless cut off their heads to demonstrate. They don't care, and they think it should be.

But the first defeat of the invincible Gastadians since the expedition was at the hands of King Kamos in Aaron Landis.

Therefore, they took it for granted that King Kamos was a respectable enemy.

In particular, the scene of King Kamos' dying bloody battle more than half a month ago is still deeply reflected in their memories.

Even though the Lion King is dead, they still have admiration for him.

The Jastads, who have always been barbaric, took the body of King Kamos away and kept it in an icehouse in the city of Judas.

Just as Tyre was thinking, another person came out.

The appearance of this person made the eyes of those Gasdard generals look unattractive. Most of them looked at this person with disdain and contempt.

If the Lion King is the hero they all admire, then this Aaron Landis is a despicable villain through and through.

If it weren't for respecting Prince Tyre and obeying his orders, they would be ashamed to be with him.

Juta turned a blind eye to those contemptuous eyes, with a look of indifference, he just looked eagerly at Prince Tyre above.

"Your Highness, please allow me to be presumptuous for a while."

He got down on one knee and said.

"I also think that it is not a good idea to take the head of King Kamos and hang it under the king's city."

Tyre looked at him indifferently, without speaking.

"Your Highness, I know that you did the same thing in Kanal King City, but the king of Kamos is completely different from the king of Kanal."

Juta looked at Tyre with a loyal expression on his face.

"King Kamos has a very high status in the minds of Aaron Landis, especially in the royal city, where he is almost like a god."

"Your Highness, think about it, if someone insults the gods of the Gastadians in front of our army, how do you think everyone will react?"

Unceremoniously, he directly referred to Gastad's army as our army under General Gastad's contemptuous gaze.

Tyre pondered.

"If you do that, you will poke the back of the Aaron Landis people. The defenders of the Aaron Landis King City will go crazy, and all the people in the King City will go crazy. They will put life and death aside, and fight our army to the end at all costs. , fight to the last man."

"In that case, our army will definitely suffer heavy losses."

Jutah looked at Tyre earnestly, and said,

"Your Highness, I think that is not the result you want to see."

Tyre closed his eyes, and the almost transparent white eyelashes cast a light shadow on his face.

His extremely thin lips are a symbol of fickleness.

After a while, he nodded slightly.

"Very well, I will reward you."

He praised Juta in a cold tone, which made Juta's eyes brighten for a while.

"Juta, you know Aaron Landis better. Next time you have something similar, you should explain it like today."

"Yes, Your Highness Tire, I admire your broad-mindedness."

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A few days later, everything was ready, and Gastad's army set out from the city of Judas.

Wearing spotless snow-white armor, Tyr led the army on horseback along the city's avenue.

The sun fell on him, and the white cloak fluttered behind him.

Tyre raised his eyes and looked forward.

The silver-white forehead cast a deep shadow in front of his eyes, and the flames of ambition and desire burned deep in the lavender pupils.

As long as Aaron Landis's royal city is captured in one fell swoop, then this huge country with a long history will become his territory after Kanal.

This fertile land will henceforth be ruled by Gastard and become part of Gastard Germany.

And this is just the beginning.

He won't stop there.

The continent is so vast that no one can stop the Gastads from conquering it.

Wherever the Gastadians go, it will be his land——

The wind picked up.

Inexplicably, his heart beat suddenly, as if something invisible made him palpitate for a moment.

A dead leaf torn off by the wind floated gently past his cheek.

With a heartbeat, Tire turned his head slightly, and glanced at the direction where the pale yellow dead leaves were blown away from the corner of his slender eyes.

There, there seems to be something...

The wind suddenly stirred, and the dead leaves that were about to fall to the ground were rolled up again and blown into the distance.

The city gate is in front of you, and the army is waiting for him outside the city.

Tyre looked away, pulled the rein, and the horse under him began to trot.

The citizens of Judas City hid on both sides of the street and hid in their houses, watching the Gastade soldiers who left the city with fearful eyes.

Their eyes were almost dull, and their faces were full of confusion.

The passing of the Lion King.

The collapse of faith.

The fall of the country.

The people of Aaron Landis fell into the abyss.

This terrible situation is just like ten years ago.

"Don't be afraid, it will be fine, nothing will happen."

Among the houses on the side of the road, a man comforted his disturbed mother in a low voice.

"More than ten years ago, Aaron Landis was also in danger...but in the end he was safe and sound, wasn't he?"

The decrepit woman looked out the window tremblingly at the Gastard soldiers passing by her house.

"But... at that time... there was King Kamos..."

she said in fits and starts.

After saying that name, she finally couldn't help it, lowered her head, covered her face with her dry hands, and let out a low whimper.

The man who comforted his mother was speechless for a while.

Yes.

At that dangerous time more than ten years ago, King Kamos was there.

their great king.

King no one can beat.

As long as there is a king, their hearts are as stable as a mountain.

The man stood slumped, his eyes slightly red.

But now, the king is gone, who else can protect Aaron Landis.

Who else... can protect the people of Aaron Landis.

Gods of Aaron Landis...

Your people are begging for your mercy...

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The yellow dead leaves were swept away by the wind, flew high into the sky, and then fell down again.

On the platform of the roof of an inconspicuous residential building, someone stood there.

He stood, looking down from a distance on the Garstad's army that was passing through the gate on the road.

Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, carrying the dead leaf, and blowing off the hood of the cloak that covered his face.

Under the flying black forehead hair, a pair of pure gold eyes appeared in the sunlight.

Those eyes are so bright, even the scorching sun above the sky at this moment can't hide its light.

Those golden pupils were like traces of melting light.

Garlan stood on the platform with his eyes open, quietly watching the Garstad's army slowly pass through the city gate and disappear in the city of Judas.

When the last Garstad soldier left, he turned around, gently pulled up the hood that had been drooped by the wind, and put it on his head.

At this time, a tall figure quickly climbed up to the roof platform and walked to his side.

"prince……"

The visitor hesitated to speak.

"The Gastadians have left the city."

Garlan looked up at Kaihos, his face was very calm, and he didn't have the unstable emotions that Kyhos was worried about.

"Notify everyone that action can begin."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and once again looked in the direction where the Gastard army was leaving.

He seemed to be looking at the silver-haired figure who had disappeared from his sight.

At this moment, the boy's eyes were terribly calm.

Prince of Gastard, Tyr.

If you want Aaron Landis, you have to see if I agree first.

Aaron Landis, and me.