The Sun King's Evidence

PS: Happy birthday to him.

Black-Hearted Lepp's Eagle Mercenary Group may be the best-equipped and most-trained mercenary group among the Border Princes. Although these mercenaries still have a significant gap in strength compared to the Empire's regular army, Black-Hearted Lepp has always been They were willing to invest money and spent a lot of money to equip these mercenaries with crossbows produced by the empire and some outdated simple muskets. Therefore, when the Chaos army came, these mercenaries were composed of the worst scum and the worst soldiers. (Harmony) The mercenaries formed by the gangsters made Black-Hearted Rep's bad reputation and their own bad reputation.

However, all this collapsed during the attack of the Chaos army. When Black Heart Leip broke out of the siege, the mercenary group that used to have hundreds of people now only has more than a hundred people left. They are desperately using bows and crossbows. The Musketeers tried to block the approach of the Chaos army. In fact, they did succeed in repelling several small Chaos warbands, but there was absolutely no way they could survive the war, absolutely impossible.

This is the judgment of Black Heart Repp.

At this time, a Chaos Champion had already entered the formation of the Eagle Mercenary Group. He was wearing a rusty full-body Chaos Plate Armor, holding a giant ax in his hand, and was hacking and killing all the attempts. The halberdiers and spearmen who stopped him, the brave mercenaries swarmed up and used the halberd formation and the spear formation to deal with him together. The musket volleys and spear thrusts made this Chaos Champion beaten into a human shape, but the sacrifice was countless. The person was cut into several pieces on the spot.

"Oh~ kill! Cut! For the loving father!" The mask of the Nurgle Champion was pierced by a spear, revealing his face full of pustules. Seeing his face, the mercenaries almost peed their pants in fear. .

It was a face that was no longer human-shaped due to fleshy lumps, lumps and foul-smelling sores. Large streams of rotten green foam were constantly dripping from it, and right on his face, there were a bunch of eyes.

That’s right, in the middle of every lump, pimple, and abscess, there is an eye! The Nurgle champion opened his mouth and spat out a ball of pus: "Eat, kill!"

"Don't panic! Brothers! Your prince is back!" Black-Hearted Lepp roared, attracting the attention of the Nurgle Champion. The opponent slowly turned around and rushed towards Black-Hearted Lepp, with the giant ax in his hand ready to attack this man. A slap in the face from a foul-mouthed low-life Southerner.

The black-hearted Lepp did not dare to be too confident at all. He knew that none of these Chaos Champions were easy to deal with. The mercenary baron immediately grabbed a two-handed long sword behind him. The two-handed long sword was completely black. When it was pulled out When the sword was taken out of its scabbard, black lightning crackled around the sword.

Its name is "Valorful Blood" and it is an enchanted rune sword.

The origin of this two-handed long sword is mysterious. It was obtained by Black Heart Lepp from an adventure in the Border Prince Territory. He spent many years learning about the history of this sword and learned that this sword was probably a relic of the former Tomb King. It is said that Thousands of years ago, the Tomb King "Eternal Emperor" Settra once reached and conquered the Border Prince Territory as far as possible, but failed to defend it like the empire. This sword is probably worn by a certain Tomb King or Tomb Priest. The sword, fortunately obtained by Black-Hearted Lepp, became his.

"Taste this! Foul-smelling pustules! Your Grandpa Littlebird is going to beat you, you son of a bitch, today!" Black-Hearted Lepp rode his war horse and howled wildly to fight the Nurgle Champion. A face-to-face confrontation!

After fighting back and forth for several rounds, Black-Hearted Lepp let out a hoarse roar and decided to give it all he had.

Black lightning and flames suddenly erupted from the Blade of Valorous Blood, and streams of black energy surged out from the blade. The Nurgle Champion watched in horror as his great ax was cut off on the spot by this enchanted rune sword. All its eyes were filled with fear, and it subconsciously took a step back.

How could Black-Hearted Lepp miss this great opportunity? The mercenary baron rushed forward desperately, using the life-for-life strategy to forcefully twist his body to dodge the iron fist of the Nurgle Champion, and the enchanted blade struck the Plague Knight's hand. The body seemed to be dancing, and wherever the blade touched, the head and arms fell to the ground. In the end, only the torso that had been chopped into a human stick fell to the ground.

"Elite? If I fight, I will be an elite! Champion? If I kill, I will be a champion!" Black-hearted Lepp roared to declare his victory. The death of Nurgle Champion caused the morale of the entire Chaos warband to collapse. The nearby Chaos Warriors were once defeated. The pressure on the mercenary group was greatly reduced.

"Victory!" When the mercenaries saw Black-Hearted Lepp actually hacking the Chaos Champion to death, they almost collectively burst into hysterical cheers. It was a cry and cheers that surpassed courage in a desperate situation. They welcomed the return of heroes. The mercenary baron.

At this time, the originally gorgeous armor on Black Heart Lepp's body was already full of chips and scratches, and was a tattered mess. He rushed among the mercenaries, got off his horse, threw the armor and unnecessary things on the ground, and then Put on a new war horse and grab a bag of dry food and water.

"Brothers! Hold on!" Black-hearted Lepp shouted loudly before the mercenaries could ask questions: "Reinforcements will come to support us soon! I will go out to find reinforcements now, and when the reinforcements arrive, let's put this together. Knock those little bastards back into their mothers’ wombs!”

The mercenaries responded with cheers and howls full of fighting spirit. They didn't even notice that a large group of Chaos troops had gathered in the distance. Apparently, the death of a Chaos champion had attracted the attention of the entire battlefield. The sound of footsteps , the sound of armor rubbing together and the sound of weapons knocking together, more enemies are coming!

Black-Hearted Lepp even saw a large group of giant monsters composed of twisted pieces of flesh and various tentacles.

"You're so big! You fucking wait for me, wait until I let the empire drive a steam tank to blow your maggot head to pieces!" Black-Hearted Repp cursed in a low voice. His hands were stretched out because of exhaustion and fear. Trembling, he had to take a deep breath to pretend to be calm, and then pulled the reins: "I'll leave this bunch of bastards to you, brothers! I'm going to move the reinforcements. Victory belongs to our Eagle Mercenary Group. Charlemagne is on top, Salia. Ladies on top! Let us fight for glory and lots of gold!"

The mercenary baron's enthusiastic and exciting slogans moved the mercenaries, and they burst into waves of cheers in response. Of course, they also attracted the attention of more Chaos Warriors and Chaos Warbands. force.

Huh~ A group of sand sculptures, all going to die. Black-hearted Lepp sneered in his heart. He didn't dare to stay any longer. He pulled the reins and kicked his spurs. The sitting horse seemed to be frightened by the chaos and frenzy in front of him and wanted to escape from this place immediately. He ran wildly. .

Black-hearted Repp didn't even dare to look back. At first, he could still hear sparse gunshots one after another, but soon the gunshots disappeared and turned into shrill wails and the sound of weapons clashing at close range. He pushed desperately The horses galloped until no sound could be heard anymore.

In this way, this summer, the border princes faced a disaster, and Black-hearted Repp, the mercenary baron who only escaped with his body, fled like crazy. He must let the empire know how terrible he has been. The Chaos army appeared in the Border Prince Territory, and their next target was most likely the Empire.

Black-Hearted Lepp spent a whole week crossing the Black Mountains and came to Manderhof Castle, the stronghold established by Wesenland at the foot of the Black Mountains.

The person stationed here was an imperial general appointed by the Weisen Territory and the owner of the Manderhof Castle. When he saw the infamous Black-Hearted Rep, he was covered in mud and exuded body odor and black blood that had not been bathed for a long time. Standing in front of the castle gate amid the fragrance of the red soil of the mountains, the owner of Manderhof Castle was still laughing loudly at Black-Hearted Lepp's downfall and embarrassment.

However, Black-hearted Rep has an "official status" after all. His status as a border baron was officially canonized by the imperial court (even if he did not actually seal the land and provide troops). Therefore, although the imperial general looked down on this shameless person, he still opened the castle door. Let him come in and rest.

Black-hearted Lepp did not delay at all. His war horse had already run to death, and he had relied on his legendary peak physical strength to carry him until now. When he was devouring food and recounting his experiences intermittently, The Lord of Manderhof Castle, who originally looked like he was joking, gradually turned serious.

In the eyes of the imperial nobles, Black-hearted Repp is a shameless person, a despicable person, a shameless executioner, a liar with no sense of honor, and a blind soul who only sees money. But Black-hearted Repp is after all a legend at the pinnacle. A strong man and an outstanding mercenary leader (otherwise the empire would not have granted him the title of Border Baron). When Black-Hearted Lepp told about his experiences in the Border Princely Territory and the wave of destruction from which he came, when he described the story from the Roof of the World When faced with the terror and barbarity of the Chaos tribes in the east of the mountains, Lord Manderhof had put aside all his prejudices against Black-Hearted Lepp. He immediately accepted Black-Hearted Lepp's suggestion—immediately sending a Chaos army to the Border Prince. Report the matter to the Nuer City Council and the Imperial Court urgently!

The courier set off immediately, rushing the news through the empire's postal and inn system to Weisenburg, the seat of Duchess Emmanuel of Weisen (although Emmanuel never lived there) and the capital of Ferdo husband!

The Marquis of Wiesen, Oger Hawke, who is currently staying in Ferdorf, immediately realized the seriousness of the situation. Ferdorf's magic guild immediately passed through the magic circle and sent an army of chaos to appear in the territory of the Border Prince. The news was sent to Nuer, and at the same time, the old marquis personally ordered Manderhof Castle to send an army to immediately escort Black Heart Rep to Nuer to explain the situation to the Nuer City Council and the great nobles.

A huge Chaos army appeared in the Border Prince territory!

According to speculation, it is the Chaos army composed of the Kurgan tribe led by Tamu Khan, the chosen champion of Nurgle! We even saw a large group of Chaos Dwarves among this army!

Their target is most likely the empire!

As for the invasion of Chaos from the south, Nuer, as an important town in the south, will bear the brunt!

Noor was shocked when the news came out.

The first person to receive the news was the Imperial Countess Emmanuel von Lebwitz Bernardino. After hearing the news, the first reaction of the Imperial Countess was to convene a city council in the Noor Palace to discuss How to deal with this invasion, the second reaction is to carry little Frederick to the place where Ryan is staying, viciously grab Ryan's sleeves and collar, and tell his man that he must not leave Noor now.

She needs him.

The tearful looks of the little maid and his son made Ryan soften his heart. He indeed shouldered the responsibility. Faced with Emilia's pleading, Ryan smiled and held Amelia in his arms and comforted her: "Don't worry, At this time, I will never leave Noor."

"Really?" Emilia's beautiful and charming little face was deeply moved. She put her arms around Ryan's neck, gritted her teeth in his ear and asked, "You didn't lie to me?"

"I am the lady's divine champion, how could I lie to you." Ryan gently hugged Emilia's body, which is a little petite compared to him: "Don't worry."

"Okay then, I'll go to the meeting first. There will be a lot of things going on these days." Amelia looked at Ryan intently for a while, and after making sure that he was not dealing with her, she nodded and handed little Frederick to Ryan first. Take, and leave in a hurry.

As Emilia, who also holds the titles of Duchess of Nuer, Elector of Brescia and Duchess of Wesenland, she now has many things waiting for her to deal with.

Seeing Emilia hurried out, Lidya Su sighed and came to sit next to Ryan. The female knight was wearing a golden and orange sun-colored fishtail dress today, and she was wearing slender white lace garters under the skirt. She had straight legs in stockings and a pair of white pointed-toe high-heeled shoes. She looked at Amelia's figure leaving in a hurry: "You agreed to Amelia so easily? My husband?"

"I can't leave at this time." Ryan shook his head with a wry smile. He took his wife's hand: "I hope you can understand, Lidya Su."

"Of course I understand. After all, my husband is like the sun, emitting light and heat. In addition to illuminating me, he also illuminates many people and many women." Sulia's tone was strange, female knight Hailan Ryan's look was reflected in his lustful eyes: "I just think you agreed too casually. Maybe we should help, but..."

"But does this seem cheap? I shouldn't be taken advantage of?" How Ryan hugged Amelia before, now he hugs Sulia. He sighed softly, picked up his wife and put her on the On her own leg: "Fighting evil is a duty, my wife."

"Yes, it is an obligation." Sulia no longer argued. She leaned in Ryan's arms. It was now June and the weather was very hot. The female knight was a little embarrassed to be held by her husband, but she She still snuggled into her husband's arms and said, "But what about Musilon? You asked Katzenberg and the others to make a series of preparations before, and you were just waiting to go back to implement them, but now something like this happened?"

"Plans always fail to keep up with changes." Ryan knew that Sulia's thinking was reasonable. He was also very surprised after hearing the news that the Chaos army appeared in the Border Prince's territory. When Sulia talked about it, Ryan also felt it. Difficult.

The nobles of the Kingdom of Britannia generally support Ryan's reforms, but without his personal guidance and implementation, Ryan is always a little uneasy. His subordinates do not have his prestige. The nobles of the kingdom have prestige. Without the ability, after thinking about it, Ryan could only reach out and run his fingertips through Sulia's golden hair, caressing her back: "It seems that I can only write a letter and ask Francois to come forward on my behalf. I will carry out what I have set out to do.”

"Will father handle it?" Sulia was unhappy after hearing Ryan's idea. The female knight said hesitantly: "But if this happens... I mean, will the southerners share the wealth?" Is the proportion too large?"

"Probably not." Ryan thought for a while: "There is no other choice now. Let me write a letter and explain it to Francois in detail."

"Well, that's all we can do for now." Sulia shook her head: "It seems that we will have to stay in Nuer for a while again."

"One letter is not enough." Ryan pinched his chin: "I want one more. Ask Kalad to summon an army of knights and bring the old guards and the semi-professional infantry regiments to Nuer!"

"He is Devon Hill's godfather! How can we go to war without him!"

…………I am the dividing line when writing letters…………

A few hours later, the Old World, Britannia, Helen Hilde, the capital of the Principality of Winford, and the Duke's Castle.

Francois, Duke of Winford, sat on the ducal throne, and below him sat Count Cuilleu, Holy Grail Knight Antelm and Paladin Sir Gerald. Ryan's father-in-law was glowing with glory. After killing Kemmler, Francois, whose heart had been resolved, went a step further. His strength was already very close to the peak of the Holy Realm. He was dressed in a ducal uniform, holding Ryan's letter in his hand, and smiled meaningfully: "My son-in-law really thinks highly of me."

"Cousin, Ryan, does he want you to be responsible for supervising the development of Musilon?" Antelm asked doubtfully.

"Yes." Francois picked up the black tea and took a sip gently: "Look at this letter, it is very long."

A long roll of parchment hung directly to the ground.

The letter written by Lane was indeed very long. Out of some concern, he wrote in detail about the benefits of a series of reforms and the benefits to the kingdom, and implored Francois to help Lane push forward the reforms fairly, fairly and openly.

Ryan first pointed out the necessity and urgency of the kingdom's reform, what he saw and heard after coming to the empire, and the countless inventions he saw in the Noor Military Factory, which showed that Britannia has indeed already changed in some aspects. Falling behind the empire.

The second point is the resistance to reform. Ryan is worried that if he is not here, many aspects of the reform will not be implemented. The knights and nobles are very likely to violate his original intention of reform and maliciously change his original intention of reform, twisting Ryan's idea into another aspect of squeezing serfs. way.

Finally, Lane hoped that Francois could treat the relationship between the northern and southern nobles fairly. He could be slightly biased, but he could not rely solely on the southern knights and nobles.

Francois glanced at it for a few times and put Ryan's letter aside. He coughed lightly and shook his head: "My son-in-law underestimates me a little bit."

"My Duke..." Jerrod looked at Francois with some worry.

"I, François, am the Duke of Britannia and the Lady's Holy Grail Knight. I am not the Duke of the South or the Holy Grail Knight of Winford!" Francois did not intend to read any more: "Yes. Are you so worried?"

"..." Antelm and Jerrod suddenly became solemn.

Francois looked at his cousin and cousin. Ryan's father-in-law tightened the hilt of the Unicorn Sword at his waist. He said softly: "I am going to teach you a truth today, Jarrod." ,listen."

"Yes!" Paladin Jerrod responded loudly.

"This country, thanks to Ryan's efforts, is getting better and better. When the country gets better, the lives of the people in the kingdom get better, which is more important than anything else!"

"Others." Francois looked at the letter on the ground and shook his head gently: "None of it matters."

"The true meaning of the eight virtues of knighthood lies within it. Do you understand?"

Jerod felt the blood in his chest rushing to his head. He suppressed his excitement and said, "Understood!"

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