051: Reinforcement
Count Cloya said: "The kingdom has decided to support us, and reinforcements are on their way here."
Everyone was overjoyed.
"Very good!"
"Your Majesty has not lost his mind. Without Twilight Fortress, Campbell will pound the chrysanthemums."
“How many additional staff are there?”
Everyone's eyes looked at the count again.
Earl Cloya hesitated for a moment and suddenly said in a shocking voice: "1."
Everyone was shocked: "What!"
But then, when everyone thought about it, it was wrong. They looked at Count Cloya with a strange expression, waiting for a reasonable explanation.
After all, if the king was not planning to rebel collectively, he would not have made such teasing arrangements.
Earl Cloya was also puzzled. He turned his head in surprise and asked Heath: "This is also something I can't understand. Lord Wizard, I hope Lord can give us an explanation."
Heath raised his eyebrows: "Please say, "
Count Cloya handed the letter to Heath, who took it over and glanced at it, and suddenly realized.
The letter said that the Tower of Shadow has sent a higher apprentice to come.
and...
The apprentice brought a formal witch tool!
Earl Cloya asked in confusion: "If your Majesty is not planning to let us die on the battlefield, then this recruit should be trustworthy, is that right? Lord Wizard?"
They don’t understand wizards, higher apprentices, formal witch tools, and these have no idea.
Heath put down the letter and nodded, "If the number of additional personnel on the letter can arrive truthfully, the army outside the city is indeed not worth worrying."
Formal witch tools are equivalent to the power of a wizard.
After a pause, he added: "This enemy's necromancer is summoned by a formal witch tool."
After hearing Heath's reply, everyone in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief.
They had been with Heath for a while and knew that this wizard was still very reliable. Since he had given the answer, I guess this recruit who didn't know anything must be very powerful.
Besides, they had already experienced the power of enemy magic just now.
Heath continued: "But the letter requires us to hold on for six days, and the increase in personnel will only arrive on the seventh day at the fastest."
Everyone looked at the count again.
The Count nodded and said, "If Campbell hadn't visited him in person, it wouldn't be a big problem."
From the knight captured by Heath before, he learned that the enemy-controlled necropolis army can only last for one hour each time, and it will take one day to recover.
If it is only an hour, it is easy to defend as long as the command is properly done.
"The Earl said it well!"
"If these dead legions dare to come up, let them die once!"
The atmosphere in the conference room became much more lively.
But Heath carefully discovered that the count was still frowning.
He couldn't help but ask, "Emperor, is there any other problem?"
Earl Cloya sighed and said, "It was not until I received a reply from His Majesty that I knew that the commander who led the Geds to fight against the Lakers this time was Campbell."
Campbell is the military commander-in-chief of the Red Devil's Blood this time.
Heath raised his eyebrows and waited for the following.
The Count did not let Heath wait for a long time, and soon continued to explain: "That was a madman, a madman born specifically for war. No one could beat him in military competitions..."
After listening to the introduction of Count Cloya, Heath had a rough understanding of such a person.
Simply put, this is an outstanding military strategist among human beings who often act on the war stage in the dark place. Many lords and knights of this generation, including Count Cloya, were beaten to the point of being thrown out of armor by him.
Earl Cloya said in fear: "...What benefits did the Geds and the Lakers give him? How could he ask this madman to fight this battle!"
Heath said: "The problem shouldn't be big. According to the letter, our main force has several times more people than theirs, and there are two wizards in charge, so there shouldn't be any problem."
Heath is a force faction. In his opinion, wisdom is only effective when it is evenly matched. All conspiracies and tricks are all paper tigers in front of absolute power.
The Count sighed: "I hope this is the case."
Count Cloya quickly ended this topic that might affect the morale of the army.
He immediately changed the subject and said gratefully to Heath: "Thank you, Lord Wizard, this time. If you hadn't killed the enemy general in time, we might have suffered huge losses."
Speaking of this, he couldn't help but say in surprise: "I didn't expect that the wizard had the powerful strength of a high-level knight at a young age."
He listened to the knight's report on the battlements later.
Heath shook his head and said, "We don't want to lose this war."
After a pause, he continued to jokingly say, "As for my knight's strength... I would be very happy if it was praised by others, but the Earl's words are really not making fun of me? You should be about to break through to the Great Knight, right?"
Heath just now found out on the battlefield that Count Cloya actually had the strength of a peak-level knight.
"Hahaha!" Earl of Cloya burst into laughter.
After laughing, he couldn't help but shake his head: "But if the Great Knight is, then forget it. I haven't considered having that kind of strength."
Heath raised his eyebrows and said curiously: "Even your talent is not sure to advance to the Great Knight with such talent?"
Being able to reach the peak knight means that you already have the highest knight talent.
Earl Cloya shook his head and said, "It has nothing to do with talent. What is needed to advance to the Great Knight is the 'Knight Heart'. Only those who have the Knight Heart can advance to the Great Knight."
Heath wondered, "Knight's Heart?"
He really doesn't know the news about the Great Knight, including the information about them in the tower.
Count Cloya nodded and explained in detail: "Humble, honesty, compassion, bravery, justice, sacrifice, honor, soul, every virtue represents a knight's heart."
"Only those who master virtues can have the heart of a knight and advance to the Great Knight."
Heath was speechless: There is still such a saying?
The Count said: "Please leave the power of the guardian to the guardian. If I were to follow the rules, the heads of the Croa family would be hung on the city wall tomorrow."
Heath also had the same expression. It seems that there is no hope of reliance on his own practice in this life to advance to the Great Knight.
After all, after thinking about it, he still couldn't find that he was consistent with any of the above.
I just don’t know if this kind of knight’s heart can also be extracted?
if you can...
What will that effect?
...
Although Count Cloya deliberately emphasized to Heath the horror of the human military scientist, Heath had never fought with this man after all, no matter how magnificent the count said, he could not understand it.
But what he never expected was that in just two days, he realized the terrible part of human ‘wisdom’...
The third day is early in the morning, the twilight fortress.
In the fortress hall, Count Cloa, Heath, and even a group of Ridden knights gathered here.
Everyone looked at the front with a gloomy face.
In front, there are several corpses neatly placed on the blanket, which are the four wizards including Twen and Weasley who went out for fun.
Without exception, the four people all turned into corpses at this moment.
Heath looked at these pig heads speechlessly. Although he felt that they were unreliable in the morning, he never expected that they would be so devastated and lie down on the body without taking a shot.
"Forget it, at least contribute a little surplus value!"
Shaking his head, Heath walked forward and pressed his hand on the witch's chest: Extract.
"Drip, the extraction is successful, mental power +0.03."
"Drip, extract successfully, and get the spell model "Frost"."
"Drip, extracted successfully, wizard talent +1, current wizard talent: 4, rating: medium."
Chapter completed!