The Sun King's Evidence

The empire failed.

On the fifth day after the Battle of Heffengen, Vlad von Carstein sat in the city of Essien in the south of Ostermark. The Lord of Sylvania looked very angry. The angry look was as uncontrollable as a ferocious beast, and no one dared to disturb the blood ancestor's anger.

Lord Death's eyes were red, and he punched the table, smashing the rotten wooden table into pieces.

The Empire could have won this battle!

He had already seen the dawn of victory! At that time, Cron was dead, the gas tank had been half disabled by him and nearly half of his body was crystallizing. Marius and Ivan's demi-gryphon knights were regrouping, and Arkhan was pulling up a An extremely large number of legions, including fifteen Tomb Guard legions and nine black knight legions plus six spirit binding knight legions - as we all know, this battlefield is an excellent corpse pit for the undead, and a steady stream of undead armies can Be summoned directly on the battlefield and join the fight.

Vlad had already thought about how to temporarily conclude an armistice agreement with the emperor of the empire after the victory of the war. He had already written the speech in Gurik language. It was after he spent several days thinking about and Arkhan also acted as his editor and went through three proofreadings of the words that he had suppressed before choosing them. In order to be immersed in the scene, Vlad also rehearsed in front of the Ostermark cemetery at night when no one was around. He did this many times, and even called a group of Carstein blood descendants to applaud to increase their confidence.

It's all ruined! Valazzi-Hakon's betrayal! The Grand Master of the Blood Dragon got the attention of the evil god after he entered the Chaos Wasteland. Khorne was willing to give him blood, battle, glory and endless challenges. This idiot who only had fighting in his mind agreed without thinking for too long. .

This was fatal. The Blood Dragon Knights of Valachi not only destroyed the hope of victory in this war, but also killed the emperor of the empire - Vlad saw with his own eyes the great griffon landing from the sky on a large group of Chaos Warriors. , he did not believe that the emperor could survive.

Vlad will naturally not let go of Varachi. Maybe the original Vlad will have a fierce fight with Varachi, but now as the Lord of Death, he completely suppresses Varachi in terms of strength. After a great battle, Vlad seized the opportunity to secretly seize control of the bone dragon under Valachi's seat, and then wielded the blood-drinking sword and chopped off Valachi's head.

Now, the head of the Blood Dragon Grand Master Valachi Harken is placed on the table. His blood-red eyes, dead expression and head covered with wounds tell the story of Vlad's power.

If the Battle of Heffengen can end like this, at least the empire and the undead coalition will not lose too badly. Vlad plans to let the undead army continue to attack, repel the Chaos army and cover the retreat of the imperial army. If the empire's 90,000 With at least 30,000 to 40,000 people left, retreating to Talabheim might still be enough to fight.

However, when his wife, Isabella von Carstein, appeared on the battlefield, Vlad could no longer maintain his rationality. The Lord of Death knew very well what Isabella's appearance in the Chaos Army meant, and he was very She knew why a large group of Nurgle demons were following her, and even more clearly why she appeared here. But when Isabella smiled warmly at him and stretched out her hands to ask Vlad for a hug, Vlad still fell. , no matter how long it has been, no matter how many things she has experienced, Isabella is an existence that Vlad cannot refuse.

Then, a dagger tempered with poison pierced Vlad's chest, and the Lord of Death was killed on the spot by his wife—or a phantom named Isabella.

But Vlad did not gain nothing. At the moment before he died, he saw the pain and confusion in Isabella's eyes. He was 100% sure that this was his wife, and Isabella's soul and body were absorbed. Ku was captured, twisted, and turned into something else, but the bond between them would not disappear. She was just brainwashed and bewitched. After being killed by his wife once, Vlad knew that he had a way to save her. She comes out, it just takes some time and preparation.

I won't keep you waiting long, my wife.

Of course, the price for Vlad trying to understand whether Isabella was his wife was huge. The Lord of Death was killed on the spot. It took him three full days to resurrect. After seeing Vlad fall, Arkhan did not follow Vlad's order to fight, the Lich King chose to retreat, and the undead army retreated. The deep sea king Luther Harken, the old blood dragon, who was still shouting "Sorry" and "Good fight", Another direct disciple of Zu was grabbed by Gul's neck and forcibly dragged away.

Vlad can understand the thinking of the Lich King Arkhan. Arkhan is not willing to risk his life. Nagash's loyal servant still wants to keep his life and useful body until the opportunity comes to resurrect him. He is currently trapped in the Black Pyramid. The Lord of the Dead within.

Ah! How long will it take for Nagash to be resurrected next time? 500 years? 1000 years? 1500 years?

Vlad couldn't help but snorted coldly. I think Nagash is out of luck. The previous two resurrections of the Lord of the Dead can be said to be physical death, but the soul is not damaged. But this time is different. Nagash is in the process of resurrection. A large part of his power was taken away by Manfred, and then a part of it was laughed at by himself. He has gained the ability to compete with Nagash.

Nagash's time is over.

Even if the Lord of the Dead could indeed be resurrected, he would have lost absolute control over Vlad.

After snorting, Vlad immediately put away his sneer, and the Lord of Death forced himself to turn his attention to the war in front of him.

The damage had been done, the Imperial forces were routed, the minions of the Ruinous Force became impenetrable, and Vlad himself was forced to retreat, having suffered too much humiliation in more than half his life.

"Damn Chaos! You bastard!" He cursed at Valachi's head, not knowing who he was scolding.

Heffengen was defeated, and the empire's losses were devastating. Of the 90,000 imperial people who participated in the war, it was unknown if 10,000 people escaped. He only noticed Reik's guard Helberg and the emperor's flag officer Schwartz. Hammer took the defeated remnants of Rick's Guard and fled westward, while Charlemagne's Chosen Champions Watten and Luther Hus gathered some of the remaining soldiers and fled to the South of Steele Territory.

In this battle, two-thirds of the empire's main forces were almost wiped out.

Elector Marius and Duke Ivan retreated towards the Osterland but were overtaken by the Chaos Knights in the Shadow Forest. No one knew what their outcome would be. Arkhan told Vlad that with the great power of Heffengen Defeated, the entire northern defense line of the empire collapsed, and the leaderless imperial army was completely defeated.

The most terrible thing is that the Imperial Logistics Headquarters in Von Zhukov Castle was also captured by Khorne God Chosen Vlasov. Before his death, the elector Vamir Von Zhukov burned all the symbols of the glory of the empire. The banners were spared from falling into the hands of Chaos, where the warehouses carrying the vast supplies and equipment the Empire hoped for had been looted.

If Kron had not died, and the Chaos army had lost control and scattered into thousands of warbands, looting Oster and Ostermark without having time to worry about anything else, perhaps Talabheim could have quickly prepared for a defensive battle.

There were footsteps outside, and the Lich King Arkhan walked in. He seemed fearless of Vlad's anger, and said in a somewhat mocking tone: "My respected Lord of Death, what's next? What to do, we are all waiting for your instructions.”

"Are you testing me?" Vlad looked at Arkhan. The Lich King was still polite. He used the Nicohara court etiquette that Vlad was most familiar with. The army of death seemed to be able to escape from Arkhan. A faint smile could be seen on Han's rotten flesh face, but Arkhan hid his expression well to ensure that Vlad could not make any accusations.

"I am just waiting for your order. Now, I am your servant." Arkhan continued.

"If you really obey my orders, you should do what I say!" Vlad said arrogantly, and he immediately accused Arkhan of cowardice: "Rather than choose to retreat when I leave temporarily."

"I am your servant, but a servant cannot live without his master." Arkhan simply continued: "With the master gone, the servant's existence is meaningless."

Vlad understood. Arkhan's meaning was very simple. The Lich King's loyalty was a limited loyalty. This loyalty must be effective when Nagash was sleeping and Vlad himself was alive and able to give orders.

Perhaps to others, incomplete loyalty means absolute disloyalty, but Vlad doesn't care. The Army of Death does not believe that he will die again. He is now a symbol of death. At the same time, he has also recovered the von Carstein ring. Who is it now? Can you kill him? Probably only the Sun King of Britannia has this kind of strength. Vlad is proud and he doesn't care.

Seeing that Vlad didn't reply, Arkhan repeated mechanically: "What should we do next? Please give us instructions from our Lord of Death."

"No one knows the defense of the empire better than me." Vlad said arrogantly. The Lord of Death leaned back in his chair. His exquisite and flawless crimson cursed armor exuded a strong aura of death, thick and thick. The mercerized mink and white fox velvet cloak was draped on the shoulders of the Lord of Sylvania. Vlad brushed his long pale hair with his fingers, ensuring that none of the hair was split or in the wrong position, and then slowly He said slowly: "Talaberheim cannot be defended. In order to fight the Battle of Heffengen, the empire has mobilized most of the Taraberheim army. I understand the thinking of the Middenheimers. They will only close themselves up and defend themselves." .”

"So?" Arkhan leaned on Nagash's spare staff. The Lich King didn't seem to want to think.

"So, if you want to really stop Chaos, you can only do it in Brunswick." Vlad thought of Isabella again. He once told his wife that he would be crowned for eternity in Brunswick, the city of Charlemagne. The Great Emperor, and she was the Queen of Eternity, but everything drifted away with the wind. That was the most glorious peak of her life, and it was also the moment when she took a sharp turn.

The Lich King was silent for two minutes, and Arkhan suddenly chuckled: "You really love the people of the empire."

"I just love a throne that should belong to me, and a country that should belong to me." Vlad disagreed: "I want to establish my rule, or at least maintain my status as the Lord of Sylvania, and Chaos has no intention of respecting me, which is why I must defy Chaos and unite mortals."

"Then the empire will respect it?" Arkhan's words were very sharp.

"Yes." Vlad stood up: "I understand mortals, and I also understand the empire. After the catastrophe, the old world will usher in a new round of reshuffle. After experiencing the frenzy of destruction, the living will We can coexist peacefully with the dead for a period of time, and we can even cooperate. I can awaken endless dead people to help them regain their homes, and no matter what happens, there will be two emperors of the East and the West."

"The Emperor of the Empire and the Emperor of Sylvania?" Arkhan asked directly.

"Let's start by becoming a recognized elector." Vlad smiled: "At this time, the noble Von Carstein bloodline took the initiative to extend a helping hand to the empire that had lost more than two-thirds of its main elite. What reason does the empire have to refuse?”

"They have no right to refuse. You are really stuck at this time." Arkhan nodded. The empire was already in danger. Even if he knew that cooperating with the undead would be a poison to quench his thirst and cause endless troubles, he could only grasp this life-saving straw at this time, just like The tacit understanding between the two sides on the golden fortress for more than a year is the same as Karl Franz's request for help at critical moments.

"Send your people to gather more imperial refugees, take them to Sylvania to resettle and select my living army, and let Luther Haken prepare for defense along the lines of Essien and Waldenhof Castle. Chaos We will not ignore our Sylvania's fighting power." Vlad walked outside: "Also, if you can, go to support Torrent Pass and Butcher's Castle. The dwarves cannot miss this battle for the fate of the world. "

"You truly love the people of the Empire." Arkhan repeated.

Vlad didn't answer, he walked out carelessly.

The Lich King shook his head and sighed, but he admired Vlad's lofty ambitions. No wonder the blood descendants of Von Carstein are so charming and ambitious.

Vlad loved the people of the Empire?

Of course, it’s love, but how to love?

Just like a farmer loves the wheat in his own field.

Just like a herdsman loves his cattle and sheep.

Just like a farmer loves the big fat pig in the pig pen.

Vlad's love is twisted. In his eyes, low-level people are only responsible for providing blood as food and occasionally selecting some elites to become his blood descendants. In contrast, he is willing to provide a good living environment and force. shelter.

But Arkhan knew deeply that although Vlad's love was twisted, based on all his experience in the past 4,000 years, how many emperors could truly love the common people like Vlad?

Probably no more than ten.

Where is the King of Knights of Brittany?

Probably no more than three.

…………I am the dividing line between Vlad and I love you……

The midwinter of 2524 in the Imperial Calendar arrived as scheduled, and it came earlier than ever. When Ryan stood in the Corona Palace and looked at the frozen Sannes River, the expression on his face was unprecedentedly serious.

The temperature in December reached minus 20 degrees, which is really abnormal. Britannia has never been so cold.

It was snowing heavily outside the window, and the fireplace was burning indoors. When Ryan was looking at the paperwork for the formation of the new army, the sound of high heels could be heard outside.

Aurora, the director of MI7, was wearing an extremely luxurious dark black mink coat covered with jewels. The Holy Witch with her hair tied up in pearls directly opened the door and rushed in: "Your Majesty , there’s good news!”

"Good news?" Ryan raised his head from the pile of paperwork.

"Yes, good news. MI7's branch in the Empire received news that the Empire defeated the Chaos army in Heffengen, annihilating more than 150,000 enemies, killing Chaos Eternal God's chosen deputy commander Kron-the Conqueror, and inflicting heavy losses. The main force of Chaos, the Chaos Army has suffered heavy losses and may not be able to continue southward this winter!" Aurora happily told Ryan the news.

"Really?" Ryan's face lit up, and the Sun King couldn't help but nod after receiving the news.

"Well done, brother Carl, I'm a waste."

"This way, it can last for at least a few months."

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