Kemmler's head fell to the ground, and the eyes of the great undead wizard who had been wreaking havoc in the Gray Mountains for decades gradually became dull. His gradually dilated pupils reflected the La-Messnel Monastery in the distant mountain valley.
There, there was the Staff of Nagash that he had been pursuing all his life.
But it's all over.
The long history of him and his Tomb Legion came to an end.
At the moment Kemmler died, the entire undead army began to collapse. Those powerful tomb guards and skeleton warriors, those undead creatures, and those undead Chaos God-chosen warriors collapsed on their own and turned into a
Pile of bones.
Without the supply of mortal energy, Gul's body gradually disintegrated on its own. It continued: "My master is..."
"Na..." The champion of the Four Undead Chaos Gods did not finish these words. He dissipated on the spot. Without Kemmler's undead magic to maintain it, Gul's body turned into a plume of gray smoke and dissipated in the air.
This is actually a bit strange, because even if the undead except Gul lose their magic power supply, they will at best disintegrate on their own, and Gul's disappearance actually leaves nothing behind.
It seemed that some force had forcibly moved Gul away.
In the wilderness outside the monastery, there were only large bodies of corpses and blood pits.
"victory!"
"victory!"
"victory!"
It seemed that five minutes later, the human army realized their victory. Francois was the first to stand in front of Kemmler's body. The Duke himself first looked at Kemmler's head. Francois's face was ferocious.
He grabbed the head of the undead wizard and threw it to the ground: "Crack!"
Kemmler's still-glaring head fell into the blood, stained with stains.
Immediately afterwards, Francois stepped hard on Kemmler's head with his iron boot.
Stamp it hard, stomp it hard, one after another, until the head is bloody and bloody.
"Kemler! Years of revenge! Father's revenge! I finally avenged it today!"
"Father! I finally avenged you!"
Ryan had never seen Francois lose his temper like this before. Duke Winford's utter hatred was revealed in front of everyone. Immediately, the Duke burst into tears, and his father-in-law wiped his tears with a handkerchief, unable to control himself for a long time.
Francois's father, Tancred I, was killed by Kemmler during the Battle of Montfort Bridge and was resurrected as an undead. In order to show off his victory, Kemmler changed Tancred I's face.
The Duke's face was removed and sewn onto his cassock.
This was a great shame to the Duke family from Francois to Winford. Since Francois inherited the title of Duke, he vowed to take revenge. The first La-Maisonelle Abbey more than 20 years ago
The battle was his masterpiece of revenge.
But this is not enough.
This is not over yet!
It was not until today that Francois finally completed his revenge. Duke Winford breathed a sigh of relief, with joy on his face. He pulled out the unicorn sword and shouted loudly: "Victory! Gentlemen, let's
Let us revel in this great victory and enjoy the glory to our heart’s content! Today’s victory will be recorded in history forever, and our glory will be praised forever, even to the end of the world!”
"victory!!!"
The battle to defend the Abbey of La Mesenne eventually ended with the defeat of the undead archman Heinrich Kemmler. Kemmler, who once ran rampant in the old world and left many wounds to the empire and Britannia, is here.
The complete defeat in one battle represented the disintegration and destruction of the Tomb Legion.
The forces of order in the old world lost a powerful enemy, and the humans, dwarves and even wood elves of the Gray Mountains ensured the tranquility of the mountains through joint operations. Since then, southern Britannia has completely gotten rid of the shadow left by Kemmler.
Finally a stable and peaceful development environment was achieved.
The defenders shouted long live together, and everyone was firmly united. Many soldiers cried with joy and felt the supreme glory. There were scenes of reveling in victory all over the mountains and plains.
Amidst the roar of the mountains and the tsunami, Francois laughed heartily. He first nodded towards Ryan. The husband-in-law was his own family, so there was no need to say anything. Then, Francois took the initiative to look towards Theodore, Duke of Belian.
Ke stretched out his hand: "Your Excellency Theodoric, I am really surprised and pleasantly surprised that you would come to support me. Thank you very much for your support!"
Theodoric, with a rough face, shrugged and told Francois that his arm was injured and he could not shake hands. It was obvious that he was very proud of his performance: "When I learned the news, I knew
They need me here and the kingdom needs me, so I’m here, and so far, the results are not bad.”
"Yes, the result is not bad." Francois took back his hand. The great revenge was avenged, and the father-in-law was in a great mood.
The relationship between him and Theodoric was actually very bad, but after all, we were fellow human beings and knights of the Fairy of the Lake, so we still had a consensus on unifying the outside world.
"Hahaha~ The timing of His Excellency Duke Theodoric's arrival is also very accurate." Ryan, covered in wounds, appeared from the side with a smile on his face and a hint of ridicule in his tone.
"This is a helpless move, boy Lane." Theodoric heard the implication of Lane's words. He was relying on his old age to show off his old age: "My men and I only have more than two hundred people... now we only have
There are more than eighty left, and I have to choose the right time, otherwise I will just provide new sources of troops for the undead."
"Well..." Ryan didn't have much opinion on this point. As Theodoric said, just when the balance of the battle was swinging, Theodoric and his two hundred knights successfully played
play its own role.
Then, the Duke's fearless charge brought Kemmler a lot of trouble. Kemmler, who had originally concentrated his troops to resist Ryan, had to be distracted to fight Theodoric.
Don't underestimate the battle, which only lasted for twenty or thirty seconds. Theodoric had the same effect as the duel between Ryan and Gul. Kemmler, who was forced to fight distractedly, lost his best chance to escape and drive the undead.
The legions cover his retreat, otherwise the undead wizard may still be able to escape.
The battle in the sanctuary is like this. It's easy to defeat the opponent, but it's hard to kill the opponent.
Thinking of this, Ryan's face became a little better. Regardless of Theodoric's personal character, this timely support still played a decisive role in the war. This may indeed be Theodoric's opportunistic behavior.
, but as the main beneficiaries, Francois and Ryan must accept his favor, so they should make this old guy proud.
After coming to Britannia for nearly ten years, Ryan began to understand the palace and officialdom: "Thank you for your support, Your Excellency Theodoric."
"No need to thank me. If you really want to express your feelings, just help me pay a pension." Theodoric shook his head. He looked back at the knights who followed him. Those scarred but still used
The Berlion knights who watched their Duke with loyal eyes had reduced their number from more than 200 people when they charged to more than 80 people: "They are the backbone of this kingdom!"
"Yes!" Francois had no objection to this, and the Duke of Winford readily agreed to pay the pension.
"Hey! Hey!" Belegar led the dwarves of the Anglande clan to arrive. The King of the Eight Peaks Mountain was the first to arrive: "Hey! You Brittanians! Why is it all over?"
Give the dwarf a chance to show off!"
"You will be given a chance to perform, King Belegar." Ryan bared his teeth and said to Belegar. The God-chosen champion of the Fairy of the Lake was seriously injured in the duel with Gul, and he was covered in blood: "You and your clan
People have shown us the glory and tenacity of the dwarves, and I am honored to be able to fight alongside you."
"Me too." Francois also said with a smile.
"Hey hey hey! I killed one hundred and fifty-nine! I remember them all!" The King of the Eight Peaks Mountain was very proud of being given a high hat and enjoying the compliments of everyone. Belega held up his own Angrond.
Hammer: "Dwarves never let their friends down. Tell me, Brother Lane, how many have you killed?"
"It doesn't matter how many people I killed. What's important is that I'm happy to see you safe." Ryan had no intention of arguing with Belega: "My friend, King Belega."
"Me too, Brother Ryan." Hearing Ryan's answer, Bellega was stunned for a while, and then murmured in a strange tone: "Okay, I admit that your words are more beautiful, you must be talking about it.
Spread our Angland clan’s secret barbecue sauce.”
"Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!" The battlefield after the war was full of laughter, and even the originally serious wood elf lord Araros couldn't help but smile.
After laughing, Francois's face became serious. He walked to Kemmler's headless body, pulled out his storage ring, and gave it to the Lake God Prophet for purification. Then, Duke Wenford used
He held the black arrow stuck in Kemmler's chest: "Whose arrow belongs to this? Who shot Heinrich Kemmler! Come forward!"
"It's me, my Duke, and this is my black arrow." Bertrand, the commander of the Challon Forest Patrol Battalion, came in front of everyone with some fear. He felt his heart pounding. Seeing the strength in Saint
François, who was at a high level in the domain and even had the potential to go further because the knot in his heart had been resolved, looked directly at him. Bertrand licked his lips and quickly knelt down: "This is my black arrow! Everyone can testify!"
"Yes, this is Bertrand's black arrow. He once showed it to me." Ryan also came out to testify.
"Hmm... Made from the tendon of Yaron's heart, this is a dragon-core arrow specially designed to destroy demons. No wonder it can pierce Kemmler's body." Aralos reached out and pulled out the black arrow from Kemmler's body.
The Elf Lord inspected it and said a rare good word: "Humans can actually make such arrows. Although it is still a waste of natural resources, it finally has some effect."
"Yes...yes!" Bertrand faced the Duke directly. This "Green Arrow" who was quite famous in the Lane territory was trembling a little. As a rough thief who was born as a serf, he could actually talk to the Duke directly, which made him feel
Supreme glory.
Many serfs have never had the opportunity to talk to the baron in their lives, but now they can talk to the duke face to face. What an honor it is?
"Kneel down." Francois looked serious.
"Bang!" Almost as soon as he heard the Duke's order, Bertrand immediately knelt down, Francois clapped his hands, and his valet brought up a shining unicorn medal.
"Wow!" Everyone realized what was about to happen, and almost all the serfs who were watching this scene instantly had their eyes red with jealousy, unwillingness, envy, and longing.
Shining medal! Noble Lord! Almost all the serfs swallowed their saliva.
"The descendants of Redmond the Pure will never break their promises. I remember my promise." Francois took the silver plate from the waiter and handed it to Ryan: "He is your subordinate, Ryan
, leave it to you."
Ryan's flag officer Armand took the silver plate, and Ryan unsheathed his sword. The goddess of revenge burning with platinum flames pressed directly on Bertrand's shoulder.
"I, the Earl of Glamorgan, Baron Jean, and the lady's chosen champion Ryan Macado, hereby officially confer the honorary title of Lord Bertrand Winford! I hope you will use your performance and your honor to continue to protect this country.
,Fight for the light and glory of Britannia!"
"Yes!" Bertrand's body was trembling, and with tears in his eyes, he knelt down towards Francois and Ryan and kowtowed.
With a tap on the left and right shoulders, the medal is pinned to the chest, and the awarding ceremony is completed.
There are no words to describe Bertrand's excitement, from serf to thief, from sergeant to lord.
From today on, there will be no more serf Bertrand, no more thief Bertrand, no more sergeant Bertrand.
There is the Honorable Lord Winford, Sir Bertrand!
This story of a grand robber is destined to become another legend!
At the end of the war, that night, the entire army drank and had a good time. Everyone at the grand banquet was drunk. Even Francois, who had always been elegant and calm, was very drunk. Everyone sang "Lady Bless Brittany" together.
"And, the knights celebrated their victory loudly, and the entire monastery fell into a sea of joy.
Halfway through the drinking, Ryan came out of the banquet alone. The cold late autumn wind blew across his face, which made the somewhat drunk earl wake up a little. He sighed and exhaled the smell of alcohol: "Wow~"
The lively La-Messnel Monastery was full of joy and fire. Ryan cast his gaze towards the snow-covered gray mountains in the distance, nodded, and then he stretched out his hand to catch an oncoming baggage: "This is it?"
"You are very brave, Lord Ryan." The wood elf hero Aralos appeared from the side with a calm face: "I chose you as a trade partner. Eislay felt trade with this. For this victory, Eislay felt happy. This is
The venison jerky processed and blessed by us at Eslay represents our friendship with you.”
"Thank you, but unfortunately I have nothing to give you back now." Ryan knew how precious the venison jerky made by the wood elves was. In Britannia, this kind of thing can only be seen at the royal family's annual banquet.
"This victory is the best reward." Aralos nodded and walked to Ryan: "What are you thinking about? You seem to have something on your mind?"
"I wonder if we celebrated too early, Mashuba and his Musilon...forget it, the current military strength is very exhausted, we also suffered heavy casualties, humans are not dwarves, this battle is over, Mashuba
Germany and his undead will have to be quiet for at least a few years." Ryan frowned: "Victory is always short-lived."
"The world is like this, but at this moment, we can still celebrate victory."
"good!"
The two chatted for a while, and Morgiana, the Lake God Witch, appeared: "Ryan?"