A gentle breeze blew the flags on the Lulong Pass, and the red tassels swayed in the wind. In the distance, a few columns of black smoke rose from the ground. They were the bonfires lit by the orcs...
"They are making engineering equipment!" Apophis Breo sighed. The dense woods of the Dark Forest provided these orcs with natural materials. Trees as thick as a person could be seen everywhere. As long as a few trees were cut down, the materials for a simple siege vehicle would be ready.
"Keep an eye on them! Don't give them the chance to destroy the city gate!" Renault took a look.
"Although I don't think they can do it!" Renault added. How could the city gates engraved with magic circles and the city walls built with magic-patterned stone bricks be destroyed by a few simple battering rams?
"I'm more worried about the gate-breakers among those giant ogres than the battering rams!" Renault said helplessly as he looked at the orc army in the distance. Renault still remembered the scene when those giant ogres crashed into the city wall of Dale State!
"I will keep a close eye on them! If they dare to show up, I will let the Falling Dragon Tower kill them!" Apophis Breo immediately said domineeringly. Although it was a bit of a waste to use the Falling Dragon Tower to attack those things, it was actually quite cost-effective to use ordinary steel arrows to attack high-threat single targets!
"Well, don't let them get close! One collision would be enough to shake us!" Renault nodded. If the giant ogre knocked a hole in the Lulong Fortress, Roland would probably come back and kill him!
"I'll go guard up there! These one hundred spear and shield soldiers are left to you! As for how to fight... it's up to you!" Renault turned his head away, but in the end he decided to give the heir of the Junlin family a chance. As for whether he could fight beautifully, it all depended on his luck.
"Thank you, General Renault!" Apophis Breo said gratefully. The returning King's Landing family did not have the strength and ability to match their previous status. Even the title of Grand Duke of King's Landing was gone. If Apophis Breo wanted to stand out, he could only exchange it for military merit. Even training the King's Landing Knights who were famous in the north could increase his voice. Unfortunately, the current Lagran Kingdom did not have this condition.
Without an army to support him, the only thing Apophis Breo, the last bloodline of the Junlin family, could offer were his 16 Junlin Knights! This was a privilege bestowed upon the Junlin family by successive emperors. These Junlin Knights were Apophis Breo's private soldiers. Not only could Renault not mobilize them, not even Roland could command them. After all, in this world where my vassal's vassal was not my vassal, the only one who could mobilize them was Apophis Breo!
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"The enemy is approaching again!" Apophis Breo sighed.
"Shoot!" Renault continued to rain arrows without any care.
"Damn it! We can't go on like this! General Renault, we can't just abandon the outer wall!" Apophis Breo was keenly aware that he couldn't let the orcs climb the fortress too easily! Even if it was just the outer wall!
"Our soldiers can barely hold the inner walls!" Renault looked at Apophis Breo in distress. Didn't he know? This historical Northern Governor's military prowess was unmatched. This awkward situation was like this: a good cook can't cook without rice!
"Oh my god! The men of King's Landing can still fight! The lions of King's Landing are not dead yet! The knights of King's Landing will not let others trample on our glory!" Apophis Breo said firmly, holding the hilt of the sword.
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"..." Renault raised a brow. He had never expected Apophis Breo to be so conscious. He had deliberately avoided the knights of King's Landing when arranging the battle. Although they were also under the Kingdom's rule, they were loyal only to Apophis Breo, the only descendant of King's Landing. Renault had no right to comment. He had never expected Apophis Breo to have no intention of preserving his family's strength and to attack with the King's Landing cavalry right from the start? A powerful opening move? Could the orcs withstand it?
Renault's eyes swept over Apophis Breo and the group of tin cans behind him, and his eyes softened. Very good! The blood of the Junlin family has not yet cooled. It seems that the orcs are going to experience a surprise.
"Be careful! Retreat when things get too desperate! Raglan cannot lose the Lion of King's Landing, just like the elves cannot lose Rivendell!" Renault patted Apophis Breo's shoulder to encourage him.
"Don't worry! I can't die in this poor and broken place! And I can't die at the hands of trash like orcs! I still have the mission of reviving my family to complete!" Apophis Breo said proudly.
At this moment, looking at Apophis Breo's raised face and brilliant golden hair, Renault suddenly had the urge to stop him...
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Lagrandi. Fifth Era 2375!
50 miles west of Lagrande City!
"Is this really necessary?" Renault clenched his fists.
"We have no other choice!" The man with long golden hair smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"But..." Renault wanted to say something.
"Don't say but... We don't have time... The Empire doesn't have much time left..."
"I'm different from you. I'm just a commoner. It's a great achievement for me to be in this position in my life! Renault, go boldly! The world will see your greatness! Save this ruined country!" The man chuckled and began to put on armor, heavy green plate armor, a huge steel shield, and a three-meter-long mithril chariot-barrel!
"No! Wait! There must be another way!" Renault's eyes were red.
"What are you waiting for? Wait for the fall of Lagrande? For His Majesty to die? There is no other way! 500,000 people... is just right!" The man tied his arm guard with a cable tie, but the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter.
"We still have the Knights! We still have the Allied Forces! We still have..." Renault argued and grabbed the man.
"Enough! Renault! You are the only hope of the North and the Empire! Be rational! We have nothing!" The man grabbed Renault's collar and roared.
"We only have 500,000 Swift Infantry! All you can do is trust us!" The man let go of his hand, and Renault sat down on the ground.
"The Knights can break through...and so can the coalition forces..." Renault muttered to himself.
"And then what? Sacrifice the only main force of the Knights? Let us ordinary cannon fodder enter the city? Or rely on the combat effectiveness of those coalition forces? Dragon God! They even brought peasants with them (Which lord player is so fierce? It's very punishing! See you in the military court!)!" the man said angrily.
"Believe me! Renault! We can do it! We can definitely send you and the Northern Knights in! Trust me this time, okay? I beg you in the name of the commander of the Swift Infantry United Legion! Believe in us! Believe in this army!" The man's eyes softened.
"You will die! This is not a battle you should participate in! Those professional orcs are not your match!" Renault shouted.
"Governor! This is not your concern. You only need to consider how to stabilize the city of Lagrande and protect the royal family!" The man smiled easily and freely.
"Don't forget! Why we are the Swiftwater Infantry! We may not be professionals... but we grew up here! The Swiftwater River nurtured us. No one can trample on our mother river... and her land under our protection!" The man put on his equipment and resolutely turned away, not even glancing at Renault. Behind him, the Northern Governor Renault knelt helplessly on the ground, crying bitterly...
"Woo woo woo~" accompanied by the sound of trumpets and the waves of the rushing river, this army of 500,000 people rushed towards the heavily surrounded city of Lagrande as madly as their mother river.