You can already feel a bit of heat in Estalia in May.

The Twilight sisters are actually not very interested in leaving Britannia, and the generals and bureaucrats of Ryan's direct line are actually not in favor of Devonshire taking the risk of leaving the country.

However, in this matter, the Green Knight, who has always been very strict, has spoken. The half body of the kingdom and the embodiment of knightly virtues indicate that a boy must grow into a man and must be tempered by the fire of war.

Frederick on the other side of the mountain is only 19 years old this year and is already an outstanding general who has played more than twenty battles.

On the back of the forest dragon, Devonshire looked down.

I saw dense crowds of people crowded together, fleeing along the road towards the north. Horse-drawn carriages, bullock carts, handcarts and even trailers had completely blocked the road. Human beings were crowding each other and scrambling for the first place.

How many people are there? Devonshire can't count, because the long road and the crowds are almost endless, and Estalia, which is located on the plain, naturally has not only roads to pass through, but also more roads on both sides of the road.

A lot of people.

"I can feel the fear of many humans. These people have lost their courage to face powerful enemies." Nestela looked at the panic-stricken humans with compassion: "They must regain their faith.

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"Otherwise there is only death, or it is more terrible than death." Arohan said.

"The plague is spreading here." Nestra added: "If we don't take action as soon as possible, the only outcome will be destruction."

"Destruction is not bad, then we can have a big fight." Arohan licked his lips.

"You must control yourself, Alohan!"

"You must control your compassion, too, Nestra!"

Devonshire had now learned to block out the sisters' habitual quarrels, and the young baron focused all his attention downwards.

Through the monocular, I saw a group of young couples pulling a pair of children, fleeing in panic. Perhaps all their wealth was the things on the carriage behind them. In this chaotic era, the husband had to take out his weapons.

——The bayonets and muskets were used to drive away anyone who coveted the family's property. The mother sat on the carriage and looked at everyone with vigilant eyes.

Only the boy focused his gaze on the sky, and he soon made a discovery.

Groups of falcon cavalry, a group of Brittanian Royal Pegasus knights and forest dragons flew across the sky!

The Bretons are coming! We are saved!

Cheers echoed in the crowd. Seeing this scene, Duke Casson, who was high in the air, couldn't help but wave his hands, and he immediately received more cheers.

But Devon Hill couldn't show any smile. The Baron knew very well that their small number would not make any difference at all. Moreover, the Twilight Sisters were willing to come just for the sake of Ryan and him.

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As for Duke Casson, his team of Royal Pegasus knights is indeed powerful, but this group of people... do not regard themselves as their masters. They just drop by to see the excitement, and to some extent, they are here to inspect in advance.

of his own new territory.

No matter how loyal Duke Casson is to his father and his family, he is still a knight and aristocrat after all... Devonhill couldn't stop smiling bitterly in his heart.

Father, your prestige and strength are too high, too high, too high. Your personal prestige has completely surpassed the prestige of the kingdom. It is you who everyone obeys, worships and identifies with.

Not the throne!

This group of airmen headed towards Magritte, the actual capital of Estalia.

Two more days passed and the group finally arrived at Magritte.

At this time, this once great city was already in chaos. Lucio Sungazer, Duke of Magritte, and his successor, Baron Felipe Sungazer, had already disappeared without knowing where they were.

In Magritte's State Guesthouse, the dragon landed, and the Royal Pegasus knights lined up in two rows. A group of knights welcomed Devonshire's arrival. A square table was placed in the middle of the State Guesthouse.

On the other side of the table sat Enzo Moretti, Grand Master of the Order of Magritte.

If anyone still has an impression, this Enzo Moretti once had contact with Ryan. When Ryan came to look for the Poseidon Trident, he had reached a truce agreement with Ryan and others.

"My Baron, at this time, you came to Magritte with such a small number of people. We really don't know whether we should be happy or what other expressions should we use to welcome you." Enzo Moretti and more than a dozen people

Years ago, Bi was a little older, but still very energetic. Behind him, a group of Magritte knights in gorgeous armor lined up in a long row. The Grand Master spread his hands and said, "As far as I know, the letter for help has already been sent.

It’s all been sent out.”

"I'm here to specifically assess the situation." Devon Hill clasped his hands and the baron sat in his seat. He looked very serious: "Listen to me, Grand Master Moretti, we have also encountered this situation in history.

This was the case during the Red Flame Expedition and the Arabi Jihad. We also worked together to fight against the enemy. The desert people of Arabi once forced Magritte into a desperate situation. This was terrible, but we still won.

The final victory, isn't it?"

"But this time the situation is different. My Baron, do you understand the situation?" Grand Master Enzo Moretti and the knights of the Magritte Order behind him all looked at Devin Hill with strange eyes.

, this baron who is so young that he looks very immature.

"Situation, what's the situation?" Devin Hill read a different feeling on the face of Master Enzo Moretti.

Enzo Moretti hesitated for a moment, as if he was weighing something, but then he smiled self-deprecatingly, and then told Devin Hill the news: "Okay, okay, actually I can't keep it secret for long, let me tell you

Well, my baron, in fact, His Excellency Duke Lucio Sungazer, and his heir, His Excellency Felipe Sungazer, have all died in the battle!"

"What?!!!" Devon Hill's eyes widened.

Yes, the ruler of Magritte, the most important city in Estalia, the Sun Chaser... Ahem, the main bloodline of the Sun Watcher family must be cut off.

As mentioned earlier, after learning that the "strange beastmen" had destroyed Tobalo, Magritte's Duke Lucio Sunwatcher and his two sons decided to mobilize all Magritte's troops to support him.

, but unfortunately the city fell halfway and was attacked by Skaven.

In the rebellious army, the Knights of the Magritte Order, the Flying Eagle Knights and the Knights of the Spear of Justice fought bloody battles to protect the Duke's family. However, they were outnumbered. In the rebellious army, Lucio and Felipe were both killed by Si

Killed by the warlord of Cavan, the difference is that Lucio was struck by lightning from the Skaven Engineer Warlock and his whole body was burned to black charcoal, while Felipe was cut into pieces by "a cutter like a hamster wheel"

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The arrogant Duke Lucio tried to establish his prestige and achievements by "conquering the beastmen" but failed, and instead died in the battle with his two sons.

In order to prevent the resistance from completely collapsing, Enzo Moretti, Grand Master of the Knights of Magritte, had no choice but to conceal the news of his death.

The Southern Kingdom still believes that it was attacked by "special beastmen".

Of course, due to the desperate resistance of the knights and the death of all members of the Duke's personal guard in this battle, the Skaven also suffered huge losses and temporarily stopped to rest (and held several large human flesh banquets by the way).

"Very good." After Devonshire hesitated briefly, the Baron regained his composure. He pondered for a minute: "Isn't this just right? My great mentor, you have taken over the entire city, all finances, the army,

Order, am I right?"

"Yes, for the time being, we can't hide it for long." Enzo nodded.

"So for so long, tell us, tell us Brittanians, how do you, and these Knights of Magritte, plan to fight back?" Devonshire said softly: "I need to hear the plan."

"Plan? No plan." The great mentor spread his hands and tilted his head.

"No plan?!" Devonshire first stretched his head forward, and the baron opened his mouth, and finally even laughed: "Ha~ God, don't tell me, the knight brothers who have experienced the Arabi Jihad

Have they actually degraded to this point?"

"Listen, our country is also facing a huge threat now. Thousands of Norscan longships are constantly attacking our northern shore. Within the territory, beasts and greenskins frequently appear. Even the palace, everyone is worried about whether to form an army.

Come to support your arguments, the virtues of chivalry bind us,

But there is no doubt that the virtue of defending the homeland is based on the spirit of chivalry. If we can't even protect our own homeland, how can we extend a helping hand to you?" Devin Hill looked very embarrassed, with a look on his face.

The expression "I'm doing this for your own good" and the words in his mouth that are just and awe-inspiring are actually completely baseless.

Nestela, who was standing behind Devon Hill, almost laughed. This man spoke exactly like his mother, Queen Surya.

Alohan, however, had a cold expression on her face. She had a headache when she thought of the Green Knight, a stern mentor.

"Listen, my baron, we really want to fight back. Of course we don't want to lose our city and our country, but the previous defeat has caused us to lose our capital. Only 8,000 of the 20,000-man army survived, and in the end we returned

There are less than 2,000 people that Magritte is willing to stick to!" Enzo closed his eyes in anger.

Eyes: "Every sword in the city has been taken away. How can we rely on defense? With the more than a thousand stabbing swords, spears and shields in the warehouse? With the defense on our city walls that have been there for dozens or even hundreds of years.

The grandfather-level artillery of history? Or does it rely on organizing militia? I checked the military camp, and there were not even two hundred sets of breastplates in it!"

Devin Hill was stunned.

Only Duke Casson nodded slightly. He knew the situation in Estalia. To put it simply, Estalia has been at peace for too long, too long. It has never been experienced here since the Arabi Jihad.

Through the fire of war.

In Estalia, the army is closer to an honor guard, and the martial arts among the people is extremely weak. Even the popular fencing skills are trained more as a "performance" and "competition" rather than an actual combat event.

The most terrible thing is that the Estalians have a habit.

They never wear armor!

The reason is very simple. The sword competition is all about speed, dexterity, agility and lightness. Of course, you don’t wear armor!

Therefore, Estalia's army wears very little armor, and the amount of armor in stock is very small.

If it weren't for the three knighthoods of the Magritte Knights, the Flying Eagle Knights and the Knights of the Spear of Justice, who still have the habit of wearing armor, Estalia would have been defeated by a wave of Skaven and perished!

Needless to say, there is no need to talk about the issue of firearms. The 500 new firearms ordered from Noor were all lost in the previous battle. All Enzo Moretti could find was only 300 spare firearms. Due to the long-term shortage,

Maintenance and maintenance, about 30% of them are not in use. Magritte has about 200 city defense artillery, most of them are grandpa style, some have not been used for hundreds of years. The most terrible thing is that Enzo checked the artillery shell warehouse

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The warehouse was full of wooden boxes, but they were all filled with stones. Only ten boxes at the door and in the corridor contained cannonballs.

Coming out of the State Guesthouse, Devonshire's face was ashen: "We don't need to stay here anymore. Let's go back and tell everyone that we are ready to snipe the Skaven army in Bilibali, and at the same time greet Estalia's army."
To be continued...