Chapter five hundred and eighty-ninth The Principality of Carcassonne
In the end, Ryan and Sylvia still failed to see the clown artist's performance.
Because she had only taken a few steps, the head maid squatted down again as if she was electrocuted: "Ugh!"
"Sylvie, what's wrong? You again?" Ryan quickly walked to the head maid and squatted down again.
"That dark elf must be here again... um!" Sylvia felt that her heart was completely filled with anger and shyness. Ryan had just helped her temporarily lift the curse, but it turned out that the dark elf must be casting a spell again.
!
"Can you stand up? Sylvie?" Ryan thought to himself, I must praise her hard when I get back...Ahem, criticize Olica, this is too random!
"Damn it...Damn it! Why is a woman's body so...so unresponsive~" Sylvia gritted her teeth and tried to stand up, but she really couldn't control herself.
Seeing this, Ryan simply picked up the head maid and held a princess in his arms. He smiled bitterly and said: "Forget it, we can't go to the show if you act like this. Come on, I'll hug you, but now we are in the city center.
, we can’t find a secluded place, so let’s go back to the bar first?”
"Ah!" Sylvia screamed, and the head maid was hugged by Ryan. She grabbed the clothes on Ryan's chest with a rare tenderness: "I can only...do it again...please."
"Yeah." Ryan picked up Sylvia and returned to the Holy Grail.
Fifteen minutes later.
Ryan hugged the princess, the head maid, who had no face to see anyone, and covered her face with her hands. The Duke's face felt a little painful, and he said softly: "I'll take you back, Sylvie."
Sylvia actually felt that her life was dark. She felt that her dignity, her glory and her personality had been torn to pieces in front of Ryan. The head maid was too embarrassed to move and could only nod silently.
, she didn’t even dare to confirm whether Ryan had noticed it.
But Ryan still noticed. The Duke hugged Sylvia and asked her to lean more comfortably: "It's okay. When I get back, I will let Orika break the curse. It's a pity that we can't watch the performance today."
"..." Sylvia felt as if her face was being burned by flames and she couldn't speak a word. The head maid actually felt a little regretful because the promised date ended so quickly and she was beaten in the middle.
It broke once, but all her pride and courage had been completely exhausted. All she could do at this time was cover her face with her hands.
"Next time we have a chance, let's go out on a date, okay?" Ryan thought for a long time and decided to ask directly. This may be very abrupt, but it is more direct. Otherwise, with Sylvia's arrogant and unfrank character, she will have to ask again in the future.
I don't know how much effort it will take to ask her out.
The head maid's face was as red as a rosy cloud. Faced with such a bold direct invitation, Sylvia's heart was in chaos.
Agree, I feel like I am a little too frivolous and shameless. I am Mrs. Sulia’s maid and the head maid of the castle! How can I let Ryan ask me out casually?
But it doesn’t seem to work if she doesn’t agree. After all, Ryan is the master, and he even agreed to take back his father. What if Ryan suddenly regrets her refusal at this time? She promised Ryan that she would repay him!
In the end, Sylvia nodded imperceptibly. She was extremely shy: "Yes, I have to find a suitable time..."
"Then, it's settled!"
"One word... is settled."
After returning to the castle, Ryan sent Sylvia to Sulia. Noticing Sulia's half-smiling gaze, the head maid was so ashamed and angry that she almost fainted on the spot.
Lidya Su leaned on the head of the bed, her long golden curly hair hanging down like a waterfall. After she said a few words to Ryan, said good night to her husband and asked for a good night kiss, she turned her attention to lying on the bed.
On Sylvia: "Get up, Sylvia, Ryan is gone."
"Um~ Miss, I'm sorry for you~" The head maid buried her head in the quilt, and a dull cry came from inside: "I..."
"Hehehe, it's okay, Sylvia." Sulia had a big belly and it was difficult to move. She had to reach out and hold Sylvia's hand: "I'm very happy that you can go out with Ryan on a date. I know,
You have always had a problem with Ryan because after our wedding, we immediately went to the tower to spend our honeymoon, leaving you alone, and then after we finished our honeymoon, Ryan still didn't make any move towards you, right?"
The head maid didn't answer.
"I said that one day you will become Ryan's female courtier." Sulia held Sylvia's hand, and the female knight's voice was as gentle as water: "I don't want you to leave me either, Sylvia.
I'm glad you and Ryan are like this, misunderstandings and misunderstandings always need to be resolved."
"Miss……"
At the same time.
Ryan returned to the bedroom. He had just sat down and before he could say anything, a pair of pink jade arms hugged his neck from behind. The dark elf said in Ryan's ear: "How is it, master, do you like it?"
"
"Olica!" Ryan said with some complaint: "How could you do such an excessive thing to Sylvie?"
"It's pretty good that I didn't chop off her limbs." The dark elf's waist-deep black hair exuded a faint fragrance. She rubbed her face against Ryan's neck with some fascination: "Master, you can take advantage of this time.
Is there any chance to take down that serious and arrogant head maid?"
"It's not that simple." Ryan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "You know best what kind of character Sylvie is."
"Master, I am creating opportunities for you!" Olica said triumphantly, she whispered: "That head maid knows too many secrets, you can't let her go no matter what, you must take her down.
, the secret of this castle cannot be known to outsiders."
"Yeah." Ryan still had no objection to this. Indeed, Sylvia knew too many secrets.
"Master~ I failed to take down the head maid, so I accumulated a lot, right?" The dark elf turned around and got into Ryan's arms. She smiled coquettishly: "Do you want me to help you?"
"You guy!" Ryan picked up his promoted maid, put it on his lap, and kissed her gently: "Don't think about turning against the guest!"
…………I am the dividing line that must be captured…………
Old World, Britannia, Duchy of Carcassonne.
After spending a lot of time recruiting new troops in Tilea, Fulgrim felt that time was almost up. He left the first company commander of the Ash Legion, Pedro Alvaredo, and Keesler's wife Felix to continue in Tilea.
He recruited a new army, and he led a small force of more than three hundred, consisting of a small number of elite swordsmen and foot knights from the Ash Legion, a small number of Kislev wing cavalry, and a group of Arabi guards from the Golden Mage.
An elite army is preparing to rush to Britannia.
Also accompanying him were the female Norscan Ingrid, the happy halfling Harpy and Fulgrim's brother Angron.
Seeing that Tyrell's situation was so bad, the female barbarians gave up looking for work in Tyrell. Out of the habitual barbarian admiration for the strong, Ingrid took the initiative to ask Fulgrim if he wanted to hire her. Fulgrim
With an indifferent attitude towards this, he hired this female barbarian.
This group of people seemed to be small in number, and they were transporting a lot of goods. They aroused the covetousness of many bandits along the way. They chose to go directly over the Black Mountains. This road was occupied by greenskins, beastmen, and various human bandits.
It’s not safe to say
All, especially since the Brokennose tribe has been wreaking havoc in the western section of the Black Mountains recently. When Fulgrim decided to take a shortcut through the Black Mountains, the halfling Habi strongly advised against it. The conditions on this mountain road were too complicated. He really felt bad for Fulgrim.
The decision was a bit sweaty.
But after this army crossed the Black Mountains, not only did their cargo not decrease, but there were more than a dozen more carts.
Not only did the operation to cross the Black Mountains not cause any material losses, on the contrary, it raised more military funds for the Ashes Legion.
"It's almost like that. If you go over this hill, you'll find the national border of Britannia on the opposite side." A five-meter-tall troll fell to the ground with a crash, its head was split in two, and its entire body was covered from top to bottom.
Completely cut into several sections, it made the last sound in its life and fell directly from the cliff, startling countless birds.
Angron put his beloved pair of artifacts vibranium battle axes behind him. He pointed to the stone monument not far away: "Fulgrim, look, there is the national boundary monument, and opposite is the Principality of Carcassonne."
In summer, the weather is hot, the sun is shining, and the sky is clear and cloudless. Located on the rugged mountain road of the Black Mountains, Fulgrim looks around. Over the top of the mountain, opposite is the Principality of Carcassonne, and even the Primarch's
As far as the eye can see, a flock of sheep is grazing on an alpine meadow driven by a shepherd.
"It seems we are almost there. There is a shepherd there. Is that the Carcassonne shepherd you mentioned on the way?" Fulgrim's long silver hair was flying in the mountains. He leaned on the power sword Glory and looked into the distance, feeling in his heart
Endless pride arose.
Over the past ten thousand years, he will find back bit by bit what he has lost.
"Yes, the shepherds of Carcassonne." Angron laughed loudly: "These shepherds are the first line of defense for the Principality of Carcassonne to guard against any invasion. When they encounter an invasion, they will immediately report it to the nearby castle.
The knights, especially the Castle of Carcassonne, where Duke Hubald sits, brother, I wonder if you have heard the story of the greenskins coming? It is a very famous fable in Carcassonne."
"Tell me about it?" Fulgan asked with interest.
"Once upon a time, there was a young shepherd who was ordered to herd sheep on the mountain plateau. Because his life was very boring, he liked to lie about the situation. One day, when he was bored, he shouted on the mountain: 'The greenskins are coming.
!The greenskins are coming!'"
"As a result, the nearby serfs immediately took out their weapons and panted to the front line, but did not even see the shadow of the green skin. The shepherd lied and claimed that he saw it wrong, and the serfs could only leave in anger."
"The second time, the young shepherd shouted again that the green skins were coming. The kind-hearted serfs rushed to the plateau again to fight with the green skins. However, they did not see the green skins again. The shepherd lied that the green skins had escaped. The serfs
Feeling very angry.”
"After a few days, the greenskins really came. They rushed into the sheep in overwhelming numbers, ate the mutton, and killed each other. The shepherd was so frightened that he shouted desperately to the nearby villages, 'The greenskins are coming! The greenskins are coming!
Here they come! The greenskins are really here!"
After hearing this, Fulgan continued speechlessly: "No one will believe him now, right?"
"No, this time the knights are here. The knights from the Principality of Carcassonne came in a large formation with lances and completely annihilated this group of wandering greenskins." Angron continued: "By the way, he also executed this man on the spot.
Shepherd, the reason is that his shouting and spreading rumors and causing trouble have been reported to the Duke. Carcassonne does not allow anyone to spread rumors and will never let down its guard at any time."
"..." Fulgrim thought that this fable had taken a dark and sharp turn here, but as wise as Fulgrim was, he immediately understood a lot of the information in this fable.
First of all, this fable explains that the entire principality has been attacked by various forces all year round, causing all residents to be on high alert.
Secondly, this fable illustrates that the entire principality formed a deep defense system with shepherds as the first line of defense, serf villages as the second line of defense, and nearby castles as the third line of defense. This was obviously not established in a short time.
Finally, judging from the tone of the knights, the entire principality is governed by high-pressure rule and speech control.
With this thought, Fulgen knew something in his mind. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said solemnly: "Angland, where is the Carcassonne Castle?"
"Across the plateau in front is Carcassonne Castle. The castle is very large. It is divided into inner and outer walls and a main castle. It has a population of about 30,000. It was located in the south of the Britannia colony when the high elves colonized the old world.
The castle is mainly used to defend against all possible invasions near the entire Black Mountains. After the elves retreated, the Brittanians took over the place. Since the establishment of the Kingdom of Knights, this place has been regarded as the gateway to the south of Britannia.
and strategic strongholds." Angron continued.
"For thousands of years, this principality has withstood endless attacks. The people here have always endured endless wars. They are also proud that they can prevent Britannia from being frequently troubled by the greenskins. This principality usually
He rarely participates in the internal affairs of the Knight Kingdom. Generally, the Knight King believes that as long as the Carcassonne people can resist the attacks from
They have already fulfilled their obligations to the threat from the south." Angron continued: "So, almost everyone in this principality, from knights to serfs, has received military training, because when encountering large-scale greenskins and beasts
When humans or Tileans invade, all residents will take up arms and fight to defend the borders of the kingdom."
"People here must have a very hard life." Fugen mused.
"The situation has become much better in recent years. First of all, the territory of Lane has become rich, and the nearby Duchy of Winford and the Duchy of Bordeaux have also become rich, so the nearby knights are more inclined to come to Cal
Carcassonne guards the border together. In addition, the sheep here begin to have a market, because the free people have money to eat mutton, which makes Carcassonne's meat with developed animal husbandry have a broad market." Angron shouted:
"Of course, I still like to eat the mutton raised by myself, it tastes better."
"Ha~" Fulgrim thought to himself that this is all you can do. The Emperor's Son Primarch didn't say anything more. He signaled the army to speed up, cross the mountains, and try to stay at Carcassonne Castle tonight.
After looking at the map, Fulgen thought that Carcassonne Castle was indeed very close to the Black Mountains. It seemed that no matter how he attacked, he had to conquer this castle before continuing northward until he threatened the entire territory of Britannia.
So that’s it, is the Duke guarding the country?
The army speeded up and crossed the black mountains. Finally, they entered the border of Britannia. On the endless alpine meadows, Fulgrim rode a pure-blood elf war horse, and Angron rode a hippogryph.
If nothing else happens, they will arrive at Carcassonne Castle soon.
But as they gradually walked down the mountainside of the alpine meadow, preparing for the approach to the castle, they discovered something was wrong.
At the foot of the mountain, thick smoke from burning villages billowed over the treetops, and the river glowed red with the blood of the dead, carrying the scent of roasted meat and grains.
Hundreds of beastmen are ravaging the land where humans live. A group of minotaurs slaughter villagers with axes. The bodies of a woman and two children were torn apart by fangs and claws. The remaining villagers hid in
They arrived at the Lake Fairy Temple in the village and prepared for the final resistance.
Cries, screams, and roars were endless.
"It's the beastman!" Fulgrim's expression changed slightly. He raised his sword, with a hint of anger in his voice: "Get ready to fight, my soldiers! Let us tear these twisted chaos bastards apart!"