Chapter 349

Gulanad said, "Well, I'm for your own good. Think about the countless auras in yourself. What you are doing now will shame the temple." Rick looked in the direction of the Holy Hall and said, "I know. But if it weren't for Emile, I'm mostly the owner of a small hotel in a small town. What's the aura? If I can get Emile, I don't want anything else.

Gulanad looked at him in amazement and finally sighed, "Oh, you are really hopeless." Seeing that Rick's face changed again, Gulanad said quickly, "Okay, okay, I won't tell you about it today. Heidix's famous Holman went to the mountain, and he asked you by name. Ricky said, "I'm not in the Grand Canyon Fortress to resist the barbarian invasion. What are you doing here?" Gulanad stared at him and said, "It's not that you have a great reputation as the first talent in the continent. Whoo-hoo, the God of Light is really unfair. Rick laughed and said, "Don't joke, be serious." Gulanad coughed dryly and said, "Who's kidding? If not, why didn't he call me, just you?" Rick said, "Why did he come before the time? It's still early before the heavy snow?" Gulanad said righteously, "The barbarians in the northwest began to attack the duchy in the south with all their strength. They couldn't find a barbarian on the road of the Grand Canyon. He stayed there and had nothing to do, so he came to our side. It seems to be for the garrison priests. As you know, those priests always like to nag and mind their own business. Last time, they almost made a mistake. The general was very dissatisfied and came to protest to the Pope. His name is so big that he doesn't give the Pope face at all. The Pope is already exhausted. Go quickly to save him. Rick smiled and said, "Then I'll go."

The two went down the mountain where the Holy Hall was located. Gulanad went to the playground below to train his hands, but Rick walked to the Pope's Hall and heard a roar from afar. His voice was rough and heroic, not like the Pope himself. Knowing that it must be Holman, he couldn't help laughing secretly. He quickly walked into the hall and happened to meet a bishop with an anxious face. The bishop grabbed Rick and dragged him in. He came out of a side hall before he let go of his hand. Rick straightened his clothes, opened the door, walked into the room, and saw the two people sitting inside at a glance. Pope McCas had a bitter face and was silent. Opposite him was a stranger who was nearly 50 years old. He was quite majestic and very military, mostly Holman. He was pointing at the Pope and scolded loudly, and his saliva flew to the Pope's face.

Seeing Rick come in, Pope McCas was relieved and quickly stood up, walked to Rick, turned around, and introduced Holman with a smile on his face: "This is Rick Ryan, the head of the Knights of the Temple. Rick, this is the legendary general of Hedix, the pride of the Eastern Continent, General Holman. You two talk slowly. I don't know how to fight, so I won't bother you. Holman was obviously very fond of Rick, so he let the Pope go. When the Pope left, he came forward with a smile and shook hands with Rick and said, "I've heard about your record. It's very good. I'm afraid no one in the young generation can compare with you." Rick smiled and said, "You praise it too much. The Knights of the Temple are just a little fight. How can it be compared to the battlefield against the barbarians? I heard that your son Cantel is very militaryly talented and has made many achievements. Holman smiled bitterly and said, "He? He can't. This guy kills and doesn't know how to restrain at all. After only half a year on the battlefield, he is called the battlefield devil. Rick laughed and said, "Isn't this the highest praise?" Holman said, "Don't mention him. We are all led by soldiers, and it's meaningless to say these polite words. I'm quite free these days. Why don't we exchange experiences? Rick said, "Thank you for your guidance." Holman smiled and said, "You are commanding the elite small army. I am the commander of the large army. It's still very different, and it's not a teaching." Rick smiled and was no longer modest. He said please and led Holman to his house.

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On the west side of the mainland, south of the barbarian territory, somewhere in the Principality of Kip, countless reckless men wearing animal skins and carrying huge axes are running on the ground. Not far in front of them is a retreating army, dressed neatly, but the banners are crooked, the horses are running around, and the soldiers are running headless and ignorant. In the direction, I saw two smoke from north to south, rolling all the way, faintly mixed with the sound of fighting.

The Principality of Kiep is very small. It is one of the many small duchys between the Southern Methoders Empire and the northern barbarian tribes, but it is also the one with the most wars. Because it is located in the northernmost part of the Principality, adjacent to the territory of the barbarians. The barbarians regard plunder as a matter of heaven, and their old neighbor, the Principality of Kip, is their natural hunting ground. At any time, a tribe or several tribal alliances may come together to get a vote. In this environment, the Principality of Kip is good at martial arts, and its ordnance is also quite sophisticated. It is not a problem to resist one or two tribes, but if the number exceeds three, you have to ask for support from other principalities. Under the lessons of countless barbarian invasions, the truth of cold lips and teeth has penetrated into the blood of every people of the Principality, and it is rare to see death. In this way, these principalities support each other and fight against the barbarians in the north. Most of the time, they can keep their safety. When the barbarians invade in a large-scale like this time, it is the time for the Fars Empire to take action in person. According to the past historical laws, as soon as the magic army of the Fars Empire appears, it is when the whole barbarian army retreats. Wait. Only today, the situation seems to have changed. Fars' army came, but it was not the barbarians that retreated, but the coalition of Fars and the Principality.

It was the first time to defeat Fals. All the barbarians were excited and chased them all the way. They took the opportunity to flatten more than a dozen duchi and have been entering the territory of Fars. So they were even more proud and said that they wanted to wash Fars with blood and the shame of the defeats of the previous generation. However, they were happy too early. On the day when the allied forces retreated into the Fars border, Crown Prince Stoke of Fars arrived at night and took over the position of incompetent commander Kechia. He used the light enemy of the barbarians and ingenious tricks to launch a counterattack. Overnight, the situation of victory and defeat was reversed. Hundreds of thousands of barbarians were chased by Stoke's army. They had been chased out of the Kips border, restored all the principalities, and skillfully arranged troops to surround them with less and more, trap them in a nearby death place. These barbarians who replaced logistics with plunder have no water or food, and they can't rush out, and soon fall into a desperate situation.

The barbarians' golden account, the leaders of the army looked haggard and pale, and some of them were still wearing bandages. Because Stoke's pursuit speed was so fast, they didn't have a chance to rest at all. I don't have to run these days, but I'm hungry and thirsty, and I can't have a good rest. For a long time, the man sitting on the head said, "Let's talk about what to do. If it goes on like this, we will die here." A reckless man stood up and said like a bell, "Leader, if you want me to break through in one direction and fight with them. Their combat strength is not as good as ours, and they may not be able to stop it." The leader shook his head and said, "Stoke won't give us a chance. We have fought so many times on the road. When did we take advantage of it? It's his specialty that he wins more with less. His battlefield intuition is too powerful. The reckless man recalled the scenes of fiasco, pouted, sat down in frustration, and sighed rarely. The leader looked at the others again, but looking around, everyone lowered their heads. The tent was extremely quiet, and only the sound of everyone's breathing could be heard. In fact, the barbarians are even primitive in writing. Although these leaders are noble in status, they only know the art of war. Some even fight bravely. When they meet a military god-level figure like Stoke, they have to come up with a way to find a ghost. Everyone sat for half a day, and the leader lost his patience. He waved his hand and dismissed the crowd. After a while, a thin chief suddenly went back.

The leader was about to wave him away, but the chief came to him and said with a flashing look, "Lead leader, we have no way to go to heaven and earth now. If we want to live, there is only one way to surrender." The leader's eyes widened, looked at him in disbelief, and said, "Are you really my family?" The chief said angrily, "Chief, are you saying that I'm timid and afraid of death?" The leader said, "I didn't say that, but I will never surrender. It is the tradition of our people of the God of War. If we surrender him today, how can we have the face to see our ancestors in the future?" The chief said, "What do you think you should do? Do you want to die? Don't forget that all the 600,000 soldiers of our family have gone on an expedition. Now there are only more than 300,000 soldiers left after being killed by him. If these more than 300,000 are over, at that time, Stoke will wave his army into the north, and we can easily destroy our people in one fell swoop. We are the sinners of the whole family. The leader pondered for a moment and said, "You said it's simple. How do you know that Stoke will not kill us after we surrender? I still remember the last time Cantel caught 50,000 of our soldiers, but they were all buried alive. When the leader said this, his face changed slightly, as if there was still lingering palpitations. The chief said, "After all, there are very few murderers like Cantel. If you are worried, I will personally go to ask him. If he promises to ensure our safety, it will be too late for us to surrender. This Stoke is the future Emperor Fars, and he will definitely not be treacherous. The leader thought for a moment and said, "Well, I'll send a few soldiers with you." The chief is happy.

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In the barracks of the coalition commander, Prince Stoke of Fars sat at the table, holding a wine glass in his hand, turning it boringly, and then said inexplicably, "It's time to come." A woman said, "Your Highness, what are you talking about?" Stoke looked back at the dark behind him and smiled, "Lonette, there is no one here. What are you hiding? Come out." Yes, Your Highness." As soon as the voice fell, a tall woman in black brocade appeared from the darkness, walked to Stoke, picked up the wine pot, and filled Stoke with wine. Stoke smiled, drank it all, and said, "How's the layout in the south?" Lenny said, "Everything goes according to your plan, and there are no accidents." Stoke smiled and said, "I have worked hard for ten years, and this is the success or failure. But at this time, I can't think of anything to stop me. What do you think, Linet?" Lenny smiled and said, "Yes, everything is as you wish."

Someone outside the barracks shouted, "Your Highness, a messenger from the barbarian side has come." Stoke smiled and said, "Oh, I said it was time to let him in." He turned around and said, "Rinet, you go back to the south first. I should be here soon." Lini nodded and disappeared into the darkness again. Stoke poured himself another glass of wine. As soon as he took a sip, the door opened, and several generals at the level of a great swordsman came in and stood beside Stoke. Although Stoke's military strategy is first-class, he is just an intermediate mage in magic, and those barbarians are extremely powerful. Stoke is not an opponent at all, so they deliberately come to act as Stoke's bodyguards. Otherwise, in case Stoke is killed by several messengers, it will be a joke. Pile. Then, an old man with a white beard also entered the door. He saw Stoke drinking and said with a smile, "Your Highness, you are at home." Stoke smiled and said, "Master Balaam, how about you have a few drinks?" Balam shook his hand and said, "It's forbidden to drink in the army. This is the rule." Stoke laughed and said, "That's a ban for those who don't have self-control. It doesn't matter to you and me." Balam smiled and said, "Then it's better to obey than to obey."

The two of them just had a few drinks, and a team of people came outside the door. Their clothes were ragged and looked haggard, which seemed to be the envoys of the barbarians. Stoke ignored them and just sat and drank with Baram. The chief endured for half a day and finally couldn't help saying, "Your Highness Prince Stoke, we are here to ask for surrender." Stoke laughed and put down his glass and said, "Are you kidding? You are already in a desperate situation. You don't need our army to attack. As long as you are trapped for a few days, you will die. Why should I accept your surrender? What's more, you barbarians have always been unreputable. The chief said angrily, "We are indeed in a bad situation, but we are not desperate. As for the credibility of our God of War clan, it is much better than you cunning southerners." Stoke laughed and said, "I don't want to say more about your situation. You know that I know everything, so why argue? As for your reputation, hehe, of course, your people at the bottom are hospitable and have a good reputation, but you upper class, intrigue, do not let us so-called southerners specialize in the past. The chief said, "So, are you going to let us surrender?" Stoke smiled and said, "Of course, who will raise tigers?" The chief said angrily, "Then there's nothing to talk about. Let's meet on the battlefield."

He turned around and wanted to leave, but he heard a man shout, "Just wait." The chief immediately turned around and saw the white-bearded old man sitting next to Stoke and said to Stoke, "Your Highness, didn't you say that it was good for the country to leave those barbarians? Why do you want to eliminate them now? Stoke said, "That's right. But these people have not changed their education. They have repeatedly invaded the south, and this time they have even invaded the territory of our Fars. If I let them go like this, I really won't. Balam laughed and said, "Your Highness, you have destroyed half of their army and chased them for thousands of miles. How can you explain?" Stoke thought for a moment and said, "Well, let them go and let them go." The chief was overjoyed and quickly thanked him, "Two righteous virtues, my family will never dare to look forward to it." Stoke snorted and said, "Don't be busy and happy. I still have a few conditions. If you don't want to comply, I will also destroy you." The chief's heart trembled and said, "Please say it." Stoke smiled and said a few conditions, but the chief's expression became more and more dull.

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Dozens of Fals's military mages visited the leaders of the barbarian army, and then were taken to the camp arranged for them by several barbarian soldiers. The leader left the thin chief and asked, "What on earth do you think they are plotting?" The chief said, "Don't ask me. I can't figure out what he means. All I know is that there is a conspiracy and it's not against us." The leader said, "Why?" The chief said, "Because he has surrounded us, he can easily destroy us. Why let us go and destroy it again?" The leader pondered for a long time and said, "That's right. In this way, they are trying to use us to deal with Hedix. But they don't have a border with Hedix. What are you dealing with them? The chief said, "I don't know that." The leader was silent for a while and said, "Anyway, the invasion of the south has failed. It's better to try the Eastern Expedition. However, for the material of our family during the winter, please negotiate with him. The chief said, "Chief, don't worry. Since he solemnly agreed, he should not break the appointment. The leader said, "That's good."

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The Grand Canyon Fortress snowed for the first time this year. This is the most relaxing time for Holman. Because the blizzard will cover the whole Grand Canyon, the backward means of transportation of the barbarians cannot supply enough armaments and food at all. They have to retreat and wait for the next spring to attack. Because they suffered a great defeat in the Western Continent, Holman knew that it would take at least a few years for them to recover, so he only routinely sent a few teams to patrol the canyon, so he became the Duke of Anle, and his disciple and deputy general, Prince Kisle, Prince Hedix, talked on paper all day long and planned for the past few years. The whole army plan. In the second month after the heavy snow closed the valley, the blizzard came again, and the patrol could no longer go out. Two days later, the blizzard gradually stopped. That night, in the deep snow outside the city, a huge army came. They were rugged and looked like barbarians, but they were equipped with excellent standard equipment. In the near future, a leader shouted, and the army rushed to the head of the city like a tide. The soldiers and soldiers who guarded the city were caught off guard. In a blink of an eye, they were robbed of the gate. The barbarian army rushed in, roared wildly, and killed people at the sight. The leader led an elite and attacked directly to the city master's mansion. Holman and Kisle realized it, but there was no time. The two commanded the guards in the palace to fight to the death in the middle of the night. After all, it was a breakthrough for the barbarians. Holman fought until the last moment and was chopped to death by the barbarian leaders. Prince Kisr quietly escaped from the fortress along the secret road and rushed to the east. In the early morning of the next day, he climbed over a hill and finally saw the military town near the fortress. Kisle was overjoyed and rushed there, but before he ran down the mountain, he was blocked by a group of magicians in gorgeous magic clothes. He came forward and laughed, "Your Highness, where are you going?"