Warhammer Throne

After three more days of rest, Ryan finally returned to the Count of Glamorgan with his army. By the time he returned, it was already May, and the land of Brittany was full of vitality again.

Ryan lay in the soft carriage with a comfortable face. The carriage was covered with soft cushions and blankets. The light came in from the window. The count retracted himself in the corner of the carriage and leaned against the cushion: "Veronica, you looking at what?"

In addition to Ryan himself, there was Veronica in the carriage. The three women seemed to have discussed them. They changed people to accompany him at different times. Now it is Veronica’s turn. The witch is sitting next to him. Ryan’s injury has actually recovered. It's seven or seven, so Su Liya also let go of it a bit.

"Me? I'm reading this book. I found it in the library in Lyonasse." The Garland Witch was sitting next to Ryan, the pearl earrings in Veronica's ears dangling: "This is rare. Owner, His Excellency Dalhead gave us a lot of things in order to thank us for our support."

"Original? What did you learn? What's written in it?" Ryan sat up nicely and looked around. By the way, he put his arms around Witch Garland's waist to take advantage of him, and Veronica let him.

"This s contains some words from Charlemagne before the establishment of the human empire." Veronica got into Ryan's arms and sat on his legs. The sweet face of the Garland Witch was blushing: "Come on, let me tell you."

What Veronica got was a book from the early Breton records, this book contains some things before Charlemagne established the empire.

"Fifteen hundred years before Charlemagne established the empire, humans have been witnessed to have a large number of activities in the old world. The earliest humans were discovered by a group of dwarves. At that time, the supreme dwarf king was called Gotrek Broken Star. He was in the mountains. While fighting, I found a group of humans passing nearby. They existed in the form of a tribe. After seeing the Dwarf Supreme King, this group of humans was panicked, unexpectedly! Didn’t come to pay high respects to the Dwarf Supreme King, yet Running far away, this incident was recorded in the book of hatred of the dwarves, and it was not erased until Charlemagne and the dwarves formed a holy alliance." Veronica turned the book with interest: " But the dwarves always remember this, and occasionally make fun of it with human friends. At that time, the empire of human wizards supported by elves has perished in the north, and the remaining humans are a group of barbarians. The dwarves despise their craftsmanship and transformation. , But appreciate their bravery and strength."

"Dwarves are like this." Ryan murmured. He hugged Veronica from behind and kissed the soft lips of the Garland Witch: "What else do you see?"

"The Bretons were once part of the Charlemagne Empire. It was more than a thousand years ago. More than 2,000 years ago, the Bretons were famous for their excellent riding skills in the old world, but After Charlemagne’s disappearance, the Bretons did not recognize Charlemagne’s heirs, so most of them crossed the Grey Mountains and migrated to Brittania in large numbers.” Veronica continued to turn the pages of the book. It’s just that her face is getting redder and red, because Ryan’s big hands are groping for her full chest and s legs: "Don’t Ryan, wait until you get back to the territory, it’s up to you what you do, don’t stay here, Su Liya will say me of."

"Well, you continue." Ryan is actually just taking advantage.

"Of course, before they migrated, a large number of humans have settled here. Then, the Bretons quickly found a suitable place to live in this place now in Bretania, which is a large number of elven city remains and ruins." Ronika shrank into Ryan's arms and continued reading with interest.

"It took two hundred years for the Bretons to learn many techniques left behind by the elves, and formed their own transformation. After nearly a thousand years of development, the imperialization of Breton and the opposite of the Grey Mountains has changed a lot. Although everyone recognized that the other party was a fellow human being, when the great snn was over, the savior Ludwig came to Kurona to propose to the then knight King Taylor to let Bretania join the empire as an empire province. , All the dukes of Brittany refused." Veronica continued with a smile: "It seems that the dukes are not reconciled to being under the fence."

"Haha it's like this."

On the journey, cheers and laughter are endless.

While Ryan was sitting in the carriage, returning easily to the Earl of Glamorgan.

The old world, the imperial capital of Braunschweig, the imperial palace.

Emperor Karl Franz, the Emperor's flag officer Ludwig Schwarzhammer, Elector Wallrich and Grand Duke of Midland "One-eyed" Boris Studbringer, and Talabe Elector Heim and Grand Duke of Tarabek Helmut Feuerbach, Elector Wolfen and Grand Duke of Oster Vamier von Zhukov, and Barsha, the great tutor of the Alchemy School of the Imperial Royal Wizarding Academy Zegelt.

These people are in a meeting.

"The King Egil of Scarlins is dead. He was killed by Ryan Macado, the champion of the Lake Lady, in the north of Brittania. According to Nord’s news, Norsca and the Northern Wastes were therefore killed. In the great chaos, many ambitious chiefs began to fight against each other, and several small tribes perished in just a few days.” Emperor Karl Franz said in a rare relaxed tone: “This has greatly reduced the pressure on the northern borders of the empire, Heilberg The general took Rick's guard and army to easily wipe out a large number of barbarian troops who were trying to plunder south."

"It's Ryan again?" Boris stared at his one-eyed, he deliberately said: "Egil is the champion of the blood god, Ryan can kill Egil! It's incredible, you remember that Nord tried to resist Egil last year. But at the cost of thousands of lives, it just barely persisted until Egil and his army retreated."

"Brittania sent a note, hoping to release some of the captured knights, holy grail knight commander Jules, who was killed by Egil in the championship showdown, and finally saw that Lyonace was about to fall. Ryan led the fifteen thousand. Thousands of troops arrived and defeated the army of Scarlins. The two of the rebellious army met, and Egil and Ryan had a great championship duel." The emperor's flag officer Ludwig read the information: "The two-person championship duel was very fierce. According to witnesses, they were like two gods incarnations in a great duel."

"Your Excellency Jules died in battle?" It was Vamier von Zhukov who took the call. The elector interrupted Ludwig's words: "That is really a huge loss for mankind."

"Yes, the death of Your Excellency Jules is a huge loss to mankind." Emperor Karl Franz nodded deeply.

"Ahem, Count Ryan Macadore relied on the mysterious mobility to come to Egil in an instant after a bitter battle, and he killed Egil in a dangerous way and beheaded Egil." Ludwig Ge continued at the emperor’s gesture: “This is a brilliant victory. A thirty-year-old holy grail knight killed the champion of the God’s Choice who had been rampant in the northern wasteland for centuries. This is good for the entire old world. The news, the news that Egil was killed has not spread yet. I dare say that if it spreads, the entire northern part of the empire will be celebrated."

"It seems that Ryan's reputation will go from the Magritte Port in the west of the Old World to the Roof of the World Mountain Range in the east of the empire." Karl Franz smiled and said casually: "In other words, why doesn't our empire have such a champion?"

As soon as these words came out, the meeting fell silent, and several electors and other participants stopped speaking.

The most powerful champion under Karl Franz is undoubtedly his banner officer Ludwig. This old grandfather is a sanctuary powerhouse, and his strength is similar to that of Jules.

Come again?

No, only Ludwig can directly command Karl Franz. Ivan Ferdinand, the Duke of Griffin and the Grand Master of the Griffin Knights, is just a vassal in his name. He enjoys a certain independent status and is not convenient for direct command. , The Archbishop of the Justice Church "Resolute" Vicma is a sanctuary, but the Archbishop of the Justice Church enjoys an independent status within the empire, and the emperor can only negotiate.

Then there is the White Wolf Knights. The Grand Instructor of the White Wolf Knights, Axel Gris, is the sanctuary, and Pope "Urik the Great" Emile Wagel of the White Wolf Church is also the power of the sanctuary.

But neither of these two people, Carl Franz, could command, let alone the emperor. Even Boris, the Elector of the White Wolf, didn't want to command. They could only negotiate.

The problem with the empire is here. The empire is the most powerful human kingdom in the old world, but they lack high-end combat power. The warriors of the barbarian champion showdown are not like the holy grail knights of Breton, all of them are true fierce men.

"Surprised, is Ryan Macado so powerful? With so many powerful enemies, he fights one accurately and kills one to death." Another elector said: "Unfortunately, he is a second-to-five boy. Wolf Knight, then defected to the other side of the mountain."

Hearing this, Boris, Wamir, and Karl Franz frowned.

He is Helmut Feuerbach, the Elector of Talabeheim and Grand Duke of Talabek.

This elector is notorious for his violent temper. What he likes the most is to issue decree at will out of willfulness and ingenuity. His rule of his own territory is very strict and almost impersonal, so the entire Tarabek leader From some nobles to civilians, to the merchant association and all craftsmen and tailors all hated the elector. They all wished that the elector would die immediately, and even deliberately fabricated lies about his violent death.

However, there is no evidence to prove that Helmut’s mental illness or corruption is affected. On the contrary, the elector hates the forces of chaos and various cults. It is precisely because of his efforts that the city should be a noisy and chaotic market. All are well organized and trade is flourishing, so that the entire Talabergheim still maintains peace and relatively good control under a very large area and sparse settlements.

Since the establishment of the empire, dozens of emperors have successively ascended the throne, and Karl Franz is undoubtedly a very charismatic human leader. He inherited his father Luitpold’s ability to deal with the empire’s countless intricate political contexts. He is also an excellent general. Under his diligent governance, Rickling is becoming more prosperous than ever, as if he has returned to the most glorious era in the history of the empire.

At the same time, Emperor Karl Franz used internal affairs, diplomacy and military oppression, both soft and hard, to force the electors to stop the civil war and mutual suspicion, and unite against foreign enemies. Although this alliance is fragile, at least the electors are already in the empire. The big flags unite and move forward side by side.

Therefore, Carl Franz sees everyone in a far-reaching view of Ryan's question.

"Ryan is an object to win. He has a deep connection with the empire." Karl Franz motioned to the Elector Helmut to shut up: "Your Excellency Helmut, don't forget, you just picked from the zoo. The half-blood elf warhorse was imported from Ryan, or you can choose not to."

"Oh, no, I mean, Ryan is really a nnn, I like it so real." The Elector of Helmut changed his words immediately without shame: "Of course, I can give me one more horse."

"There is only one! Your Excellency Helmut, one for each!" Boris said impatiently: "You don't want to give it to me, my wolves are too late to grab it."

Boris did not say that Ryan also gave him two mixed-blood elf war horses in private, but this treasure is not too much for the White Wolf Knights. "Wagre rode immediately.

In the Empire, elven war horses are absolutely rare and precious. Unlike the stables of the dukes of Bretania, there are many pure blood elven war horses. To the endurance is heaven and earth, even the Emperor Carl Franz himself rode a half-blood elf war horse, or a gift from the high elf after he ascended the throne.

The Bretons strictly forbid the export of elven war horses. The emperor finally bought a few horses from Ryan at a high price. He decided to give one to the electors present. As a win, he kept two of them for the future. Marshal Rick and his banner officer.

"You want it! Of course you want it." The Elector of Helmut was quite shameless and waved his hand again and again: "I'm just thinking about my son. I have one. Why should he have one too!"

"You can ride your horse!" Boris continued to scold: "If you think it's unfair, you don't want it. My sons Stefan and Heinrich want it."

"Shit, come here, Boris, I want you to understand!" Helmut was enraged, and he directly reached out to touch the Elector's Holy Sword Stonebreaker on his waist.

"Come on!" Boris also held the hilt of the Elector's Holy Sword.

"Enough!" The emperor roared: "This is the imperial palace, not the arena!"

Only then did the two electors calm down.

"We need to find a way to import more half-blood elf warhorses from Ryan, and find a way to get more wood elf medicine." Carl Franz continued.

At this point, the electors nodded again and again.

The medicine of Wood Elf is effective and has no side effects. It is a treasure for the nobles of the empire. Everyone is afraid of death. The Emperor’s army also needs medicine. It is a pity that the number of medicines of Wood Elf traded by Ryan Limited, the wood spirit medicines on the black market have been copied to sky-high prices.

"Then what shall we trade? Earl Lane needs nothing more than two, fierce fire oil and magic ore." Galt finally spoke.

"There is one more thing." Karl Franz cast his gaze to the north of the empire.

"That's a human!" 14