The Sun King's Evidence

Of course, pacifying the Eternal Peak is an angry statement. Historically, the War of Longbeard broke out during the period of Caledor II, the high elf. At this time, the national power of the high elf had declined due to the Great Schism event, but it still had the strongest power in the world. Military strength and many military elite nobles who have experienced many decisive battles with the dark elves.

As mentioned before, the high elf army at that time was all composed of military nobles. Almost every one of these soldiers was trained and cultivated as a professional soldier since childhood. It was not at all the semi-professional recruitment system and standing army system of the Butcher King Tessiris. Later, the compulsory military system of the reckless king Moville and the high-quality army can be compared.

With such an extremely powerful army at that time, coupled with the high elf and many dragon troops at that time, and the number of people more than ten times more than now, the siege of Eternal Peak suffered several defeats, not to mention that the current high elf is just a glory in the past. The afterglow of a glorious era.

Teclis knew that if Prince Imric of Caledor and his dragon were there, there would still be a chance, but without the dragon, it would be impossible to even think about it.

But this was Tyrion, the hero of the high elves, the Chosen Champion of the Everqueen, the Guardian of Ulthuan, the Dragon of Cosiqui, the War Lord, and the brother of Teclis.

Unlike Teclis who is as cold as ice, Tyrion is like a flame that never goes out. The character of the war lord is destined to never take the initiative to admit that the other party is stronger than himself or that the other party is better than himself under any circumstances. , not under any circumstances.

Tyrion has always been the one to step down for others, and no one will make Tyrion give in.

Therefore, even though Tyrion knew in his heart that it was impossible to level the Eternal Peak, he still had to say this. He knew a hundred, so he had to say a hundred, because a hundred is a hundred! There are no discounts.

This is Tyrion, his approach is different from others.

All kinds of thoughts swirled in Teclis's mind, and the Supreme Mage sighed inwardly.

Sorry, brother.

But Lilith told me that the Witch King Malekith was the one chosen by Asuryan.

He is the real Phoenix King!

Seeing that his brother Teclis was silent, Tyrion felt a little misunderstood. Although the war lord was very arrogant, he was not stupid. Seeing that Teclis was silent, Tyrion suppressed the rising emotions in his heart. He looked at the evil fire and forced out a smile: "Of course, brother, it is a situation of no choice. As long as the dwarf understands the situation, we still have to give the dwarf a chance to atone for his sins."

"That's not what I'm worried about, brother." Tigris shook his head: "What I'm worried about is that we all know where Nagash is. Even if we arrive at Haimen Pass and head south non-stop, it will take at least more than two months. , we won’t be able to arrive until next year, and even if we arrive, it’s still a question of how much combat effectiveness the army will have.”

"I know this." Tyrion sees the problem very clearly. As mentioned before, Tyrion is very arrogant, but not stupid: "Call everyone here and have a meeting."

"yes."

Twenty minutes later, a very detailed map of the old world hung in the dragon boat captain's room.

"The enemy is in Nagashtar." Tyrion said simply: "This will be a very difficult rescue. According to the intelligence, Nagashtar is a very strong undead fortress, and it should have a large number of necromancers and troops."

"Can we get help from the dwarves?" Eltharion remained calm as always.

"Thorgrim, the High King of the Dwarves, may send an army, but we can never count on the dwarves." Tyrion said lightly: "In the end, the only one we can count on is ourselves, Teclis, can you make that special fighter The monkey will bring his old guard and a few gold cup knights who are particularly good at fighting to assist us? The price is negotiable."

"Isn't it just money? Assur still lacks this kind of wealth?" Tyranlok Princess Adira was filled with anger when she thought of Ryan. She was defeated one-on-one by Ryan in the inner city of Ulthuan and took away Tyrion's gift. Her folding fan, which Adira considered a lifelong shame.

The Second Archmage Belannar frowned but said nothing, while Teclis shook his head. The Supreme Mage was wondering what to say.

After thinking for a while, Teclis said: "As you know, the Knight King and his army suffered a lot of losses in the Obion expedition, and he himself was seriously injured by the original demon prince Berak..."

"Then just let the monkeys prepare supplies for us." Tyrion didn't take it seriously: "Didn't they have some kind of Badland Guards established at the dwarf's place? Let them prepare the logistics and supplies. After we arrive, Use it directly."

"Well, I'll contact them right away." Tigris nodded.

"Where's the Empire?" Tyrion then asked.

"There is no actual action from the Empire." Adjutant Bellarine said.

"What does Taimag do for food?" Tyrion said displeased: "Doesn't he know the importance of Alishara? She is the future of our Assur! The crown prince of Ulthuan!!!"

"The news from Ambassador Taimag is that...the empire doesn't know what they can do." Teclis took over the words, and the Supreme Mage looked at Tyrion helplessly: "Brother, I know you are very good. Be anxious, but you must calm down, otherwise you cannot save Alisala."

"I know, I know, I know, I know! I! Know! Know!" Tyrion slapped the table hard and sighed. He knew he was anxious, but that was his daughter! It is the fruit of his love with the Eternal Queen Alarielle!

"Damn it! Damn it! Letting them participate in the rescue of Alishara is an honor given to them by Asul. Don't the monkeys know it?!"

He's a little confused.

What's even more damning is that Kane, the Bloody Hand God, kept whispering in his ear again.

Yes, yes, make noise and let anger and instinct lead your blade.

Only anger can save your daughter, only that sword...

Suddenly, Tyrion shivered, and some warm words overwhelmed the angry voice.

You have to beat it, you can beat it, my champion, even if I'm not with you.

Tyrion calmed down, quickly realizing that impotent rage would not solve the problem.

The High Elf Expeditionary Force was like this. Firstly, it did not prepare many logistical supplies (but it took dozens of boxes of treasures and various elven goods to be bartered in the old world). Secondly, it was a temporary piece of elite and military personnel directly under the control of the major kingdoms. Standing Army, Third, and even where Alishara was captured, they were all confused when they set off. They relied on the recent divination results obtained by the Archmage of the White Tower of Hoth and the Sword Saints of Hoth who spent a lot of energy and magic power. .

In fact, planning more carefully and gathering more troops is the right choice.

We are still on the ocean route, and there is nothing to discuss. Although Tyrion is anxious, the war lord has one advantage, that is, he never pours out his emotions on his subordinates. If there is no more discussion, Tyrion ordered the meeting to adjourn.

"Brother, please stay for a while." Teclis was left behind: "What's the matter, brother?"

Tyrion looked a little hesitant. The War Lord thought about it again and again before asking in a low voice: "Is there anything else in the prophecy of the Magister Council?"

"Other content?" Teclis was silent for a few seconds: "We only divined Alishara's location."

"There is no future. Did we rescue Alishara?" Tyrion asked: "Or is it something else? Anything will do."

"...No, brother, and divination is sometimes inaccurate." Teclis shook his head: "The strength of my opponent is not much weaker than mine."

"Thank you for your hard work. I know that super long-distance divination consumes magic power. Go and rest, brother, I am here." Tyrion was a little disappointed with this, and Tyrion was a little strange. Teclis was very silent today and spoke very little. , he always made some key suggestions in the past, but now he has none at all.

Probably too much magic power was consumed.

Coming out of the captain's cabin, Tigris still had a bad expression on his face, but he noticed that Princess Tyranlok Adira had taken off her armor and put on a high-class elf satin lace tunic dress, and also put on a There was a laurel wreath, a pair of small brown short boots and flesh-colored suspender stockings, which were noble and elegant yet heroic and lively. Seeing Tigris coming out, Adira nodded towards him and was about to go inside.

"Want to go in now?" Tigris said suddenly.

"What is he doing?" Adira was a little surprised. Teclis usually never paid attention to Tyrion and his own affairs: "Is Drona in there?"

"...No." Teclis shook his head. He knew that the Eternal Queen's chief maid was naturally Tyrion's lover. At this time, his brother had nowhere to get angry, so Adira and Esdrana naturally took turns to accompany him. My brother, to relieve his anger.

"Then what important thing is he doing?" Adila was still surprised.

"No." Teclis found that he had no reason to refuse Addy and pulled him in: "Go in, brother, he needs you."

"You are a little strange today, my supreme mage." Adila was even more inexplicable.

Princess Tyranrok entered, and then there were some sounds from the captain's room. Tigris didn't stay any longer, but turned around and left.

My brother seemed very anxious, just like before.

Teclis thought this way. He recalled that when he was sixteen years old, he was sick and ugly at the time. Under the leadership of the white lion guard Colin and Aunt Marlene, he set off from Coscui to Lowther. Well travel.

The lying trip was almost a terrible torture for Tigris, who was weak at the time. The younger brother vomited from beginning to end.

And what about my brother?

Tyrion was not seasick at all. On the contrary, with his handsome appearance that even the gods were jealous of, his lively, cheerful and sunny personality, and his slightly shy appearance when facing girls, he almost slept with all the female sailors on the entire passenger ship.

Then when they arrived at their grandfather's place in Lothern, Tyrion quickly got two elf maids. When he went shopping, he was probably the most popular prince on the streets of Lothern. Elf girls everywhere showed their kindness, and then held a banquet. Tyrion slept with a few more elf maids, and then their cousin. Tigris still remembered her name, Liesel. In the middle of the banquet, the two of them sneaked into the small room inside and started messing around. See it in your eyes.

Walking all the way, shooting all the way, Tigris could only watch the women entering his brother's room one after another as he did now.

Of course, the one who had the deepest influence was Aunt Marlene. Tiglis recalled his dusty past, that day on his sixteenth birthday, when the aunt he secretly admired came to his room carrying medicine.

"Prince Teclis, it's time to drink the medicine."

"No, I won't drink!"

"What are you afraid of? That I will poison you?"

"Do I need it?"

"You are so strange, Teclis, do you have something to say to me?"

"What do you want to do when you bring your soldiers and that muscular concubine to my house?"

"Are you jealous? Prince Teclis?"

Like being stabbed into the heart by a sharp knife, Tigris was hurt by his aunt's words.

She has no love for herself.

I will never have the charm, strength, and beauty of my brother, Teclis sighed, but his heart was soon shrouded in a deeper gloom.

Should we save Alisala?

Teclis's heart was wavering. If from Asul's point of view and from the perspective of his brother and niece, he had to save, of course he had to save. Alishara was the future of Asul, the crown prince of Ulthuan, and the future. Master of Avalon.

But Lilith told me that in order to deal with ET and the Maelstrom, the incarnation of the Eight Winds must be created, and... my brother did not appear in Lilith's prophecy. On the contrary, the Witch King Malekith is the orthodox Phoenix King. This is not only 100% confirmed by Lilith, but also Teclis's own prediction.

But, are the predictions necessarily correct? Teclis was confused. Lilith had been preparing for the "New World" plan with full confidence for thousands of years, but finally gave up when she said she wanted to give up. The Moon Goddess herself could give up thousands of years of preparation. This so-called orthodox Phoenix King Isn’t it just like child’s play? What if Asuryan suddenly gave up Malekith and chose his brother?

Lilith would choose Lion. In fact, Teclis already had many flaws, but because the goddess had a very firm attitude, he didn’t say anything. However, Ryan was too far away, and many things were not communicated. In addition, Compared to Ryan, who has his own interests, different races and different forces, Tigris is of course more willing to trust his brother.

Countless emotions were intertwined and entangled, and the Supreme Mage was extremely distressed. He could only close his eyes and pray to Lilith, the high elf moon goddess.

Lilith, please tell me what to do, okay?

The soft words of the Moon Goddess loomed in Teclis's ears.

"Continue... our... plan... dear... Teclis... this is the only... chance."

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