Chapter 99 Conspiracy

The eldest prince Cassis, the first heir of the royal family, finally completed the reorganization of his fourth legion and rushed to the Archangel Fortress to participate in the defense. The Fourth Legion is an army guarding the south of the kingdom and directly faces the Atlantis Empire. Like the First Legion, it belongs to the main combat force of the kingdom and has the best combat effectiveness.

Originally, the first commander of the Archangel Fortress was the marshal of the kingdom and the old Duke Miweig, and the deputy commander was the commander of the Oran of the Fifth Legion - the leader of the Archangel Fortress, and the second Highness Howard and the commander Laris, but now that the eldest prince comes, the second prince is poor in terms of qualifications and experience. Many of them are undoubtedly automatically ranked among the second-line personnel.

In addition, the plan to build the "Angel Wings" camp proposed by the second prince some time ago was actually broken by the undead, and a large number of supplies and soldiers were lost, which reduced the prestige of the second prince to the lowest point. On the contrary, after the arrival of the eldest prince sent hundreds of small teams of his soldiers mixed with mercenaries, which made the undead army exhausted and received unanimous praise from a group of soldiers - how can the second prince not be in a hurry?

"We must find a way to change this situation," Howard opened the door and walked into his study and walked around the room to think about this problem. How on earth can I give my father the throne? He stared at the light of the magic crystal lamp, with a strange black line in the middle.

Suddenly he felt a little inappropriate - the black line was slowly getting bigger!

In just a short time, the black line has spread from the light to most of the room, covering him all in darkness and can't see anything. He retreated hurriedly, but where he retreated, there was still a shadow and he still couldn't see anything.

"Don't panic, Your Highness!" Suddenly, there was a voice in the shadow: "I'm here to help you!"

He retreated again until he withdrew from the shadow range. Without a pause, he pulled out the long sword, "Who are you?" He shouted harshly, and the tip of the sword raised and pointed to the black fog, "What do you want to do?"

The black fog gradually began to fade, and at the same time there was laughter. "I've already said it," the voice did not reveal any timidity: "I'm here to help you!"

"I don't need your help," he shouted again, and began to approach the door, ready to open the door and call for the guards to come in. Just as he took a step, he felt a cold thing leaning against his throat.

He stopped but dared not look back, "What do you...what do you want?" Howard's words were a little scared, "I don't want anything and won't hurt you - I said, I'm here to help you!" The sound from behind him made the second prince feel much better.

"Well, that's good - if you're willing to sit down and listen to me, then I'll put away my weapons, okay?" The voice made a suggestion, and the cold blade between the throat moved gently.

"Good!" The second prince immediately agreed and hoped that the blade would not move again. "I'll sit down and listen to your advice!"

When he sat down on the chair and turned his head, he saw the identity of the other party - three elves stood in front of him, and recognized them as dark elves from their dark skin and eyes.

"I don't know you - and I don't think you will kindly help me solve the problem," the second prince without a blade on his throat is much stronger.

One of the dark elves smiled and said with a very awkward accent, "Well, we regard this as a business - we help you solve the problem, but you do us a favor," he said with an irresistible meaning: "This is good for both of us!"

"What can I do for you?" The second prince said exaggeratedly, with a kind of complacent in his eyes: "I'm the second prince of the Kingdom of the Free Alliance! - Do you know what a prince is? Maybe I can become a king in the future!"

"But you are not the king!" The dark elf said coldly: "As long as your eldest brother is here, you will never become a king - maybe you can't be a prince!" He said playfully, "We know a lot about the traditions of the human world!"

This sentence hit Howard's heart heavily. He gasped and said viciously, "Maybe not now - but the final throne must belong to me!" He fiercely swept through the three dark elves in front of him, as if they were hungry wolves. As long as anyone spit out a word 'no', he would rush on him and tear him up.

"Of course! The throne must belong to you," another dark elf said, "This is the main purpose of our business!" He looked at his companions: "We will all work hard for this goal!"

After thinking about it, the second prince raised his head again and was ready to listen to the other party's price: "What are you going to do? - And what do you need me to do?" If the price is right, you can also try it. At least no one will doubt that he has something to do with the dark elf, he thought.

"What we want is very simple and doesn't have much use for you," the third dark elf opened his mouth and took out a scroll and spread it out in front of him. "This is a fragment of a weapon," he explained: "Our dark elf king's weapon - now we still lack two parts. ." He pointed to two of them, "As long as you can find these two fragments, then our dark elves will stand on your side and do a lot for you!"

He is saying that the sound of 'many things' is very long, and people should understand what it means.

"Good!" The second prince agreed: "I will try my best to send someone to find this thing - so what are you going to do for me?" He asked, "At least now it's time for you to start doing something for me?"

"Of course! We are going to help you plan a victory!" The first dark elf said, "The higher your prestige in the army, the easier it is for us to do this!"

"Victory? It's not easy to talk about it!" The second prince did not hide his doubts: "Unless you are from the Black Tide undead!"

"Don't get me wrong, my Highness!" The third dark elf explained, "We don't belong to either side, but we have some dealings with some tribes that have defected to the ghost emperor. It has nothing to do with your little deal with their kings!"

"Really?" There is still suspicion in his eyes.

"Really!"

Howard sighed, "You are right. If I don't achieve military service, there is absolutely no way to surpass the eldest brother!" He looked at every dark elf's face: "Are you sure there is a way?"

"We are sure!" He returned and said, "I'll tell you about the specific implementation process - now let's go out and contact you first!"

After the dark elf left, Prince Howard stood in front of the window and looked at the dark world outside. He sighed heavily and returned to ** to lie down but could not sleep.

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"A great sneak attack!" Howard said passionately, "As long as we can succeed, we can take the initiative to rebuild our 'angel wings'!"

"But my dear brother, the risk of doing this is really too great!" Cassis said lazily that according to his years of experience, this sneak attack requires too much chance, and mistakes in any place may cause the destruction of the whole army, which is not suitable for the combat needs of large troops.

"But this plan may also succeed," Howard retorted, "I don't believe that any general's plan is 100 million! And the Duke also said that this plan has the potential to succeed!"

"But what my father said was 'may', Your Highness!" Leader Leris reminded him: "For father, any plan has the possibility of success - provided that the conditions you require are met!"

"You can try it!" The royal supervisor, who obviously belonged to the second prince's faction, said, "As long as the front team sent by His Royal Highness can really destroy the sentinel!"

Do you think it's possible? Destroy dozens of sentries without alarming any enemy?" Leris was a little angry: "If it's really that simple, why should we stay in this place - just rush out and kill them all?"

"Nonsense! Your team just can't do it!" The second prince said disdainfully, "My escort can definitely complete the task!"

The commander of Oran suddenly said coldly, "Is it okay for me to be selected by His Royal Highness to be assigned to the angel wing of the cavalry?" For a while, the air in the conference room became cold and everyone stopped.

Olan stood up and said, "Your Highness, can you tell me, my son Atta?" His eyes began to get angry: "How many lives have we lost just because of an improper strategy?" He paused for a moment: "Please tell me whether they can or not?"

In the process of the undead attacking the angel's wings, the fallen patrol captain Ata was the youngest son of Oran and a hero who rescued many soldiers. At that time, Oran was not in the fortress, but went to other cities to supervise materials. After coming back, after hearing that the second prince did not send troops to rescue, he quickly He devoted himself to the faction of the eldest prince.

Howard stood up and saluted: "I was the one who made a mistake at that time!" He looked ashamed: "I killed our heroic soldiers!" But when he raised his head again, he regained his peace: "In order to atone for my sins, I will personally lead my plan this time!" He looked at Oran: "If you fail again, you don't have to apologize," he said word by word: "I will use my life to compensate!"

The field was silent. For a long time, the old prince often sighed: "Exacquasi!"