Just when the Lane family was having a picnic, Alençon Castle was located in the north of Curona, the capital of Britannia.
The Brittanian Northern Front is now stationed here.
Alencon is located in the north of Curona, the capital of Britannia. It is an important economic center of the Principality of Connet and the gateway to the northern coast. If you want to attack the city of Curona, then Alencon Castle can almost be said to be
It is the only way to go.
Historically, the capital city of Curona has been attacked many times, so the knight kings of all generations have also attached great importance to this castle. The castle has been reinforced many times, and a count and a castle lord have been specially granted here. The former is
Lord, who was the Duke of Connet and leader of the King's garrison.
Of course, the situation is different now. Since Callard led the army here, it has naturally become the garrison of the Northern Front. Both Jean-de-Alençon, Count of Alençon, and the castle master appointed by Regent Lawn have taken orders.
Callard.
"The most famous thing here is the famous Alencon lace. Many royal tailors have come out here." On the streets of Alencon, Jean-de-Alencon II introduced to Callard:
"But His Majesty Ryan doesn't seem to like the tailors here. In fact, they are all very good tailors, no worse than those in the south. Whether it is palace dresses or military uniforms, they can make them all with ease."
"If there is a chance, I will mention this matter to His Majesty Ryan." Kalad, who has been with Ryan for a long time, naturally knows what these people mean. The Great Holy Grail of the Holy Realm was a little perfunctory and said a scene.
After shopping for a while, Kalad bought some Alencon lace fabrics for Catherine and planned to take them back to buy new clothes for Catherine. The Great Holy Grail of the Holy Realm really didn't know how to express his feelings, so he could only use
This way you show your concern.
And good news also came from Ryan. The king made a proposal to make Catherine his countess. This proposal did not cause much response among the dukes. Most of the dukes, especially the Duke of Berhemond
They don't agree with this marriage, but their willingness to oppose is not strong. To put it bluntly, they don't care much. Since Ryan supports it and Morgiana has no objection, then Kalad just likes it.
The half-timbered houses on both sides of the cobblestone streets add endless historical charm to ancient Alençon, as well as the historic Holy Grail Church and other churches, including the Church of the Goddess of Mercy in Thalia and the Goddess of Justice in Verena.
The church, the Moorish Death God Church, the Ulric White Wolf Church, and the Charlemagne Church of Justice all have branches.
Kalad soon noticed that Beria and Meretskov were discussing something on the street corner. Beria habitually drank coffee and ate cakes in a very gloomy manner, while Meretskov looked a little flattering.
And carefully tasting Brittany's honey tart.
"My general political commissar? What are you doing?" Kalad threw the things he bought to his attendant. After getting along with Beria for a long time, Kalad was not so disgusted with Beria. This guy is a typical
A bureaucrat, and a bureaucrat who is only responsible to Lane and Callard, he only considers these two aspects when doing things, and he handles things vigorously and resolutely, very efficiently and effectively, but sometimes his methods are too drastic and cruel.
"Making a list, my count." When Beria saw Kalad appear, he squeezed out a smile. He held a list in his hand: "I was thinking, is there anything else worth exploring in the Cheka prison?
Talents, but I have been working for His Majesty for too long, and I can’t remember who they are. Now I’m asking Kirill (Meretskov’s name) to help me recall them.”
Kalad felt a little sad after learning about this matter.
According to General Meretskov, there are still many people imprisoned in the Cheka Prison in Kislev. In addition to some marshals and generals, they also include many scholars, doctors, engineers and many high-level technical workers.
They were charged with various crimes and subjected to brutal repression and persecution. Typical phenomena during this period included ubiquitous censorship, suspicion of "chaos and corruption" everywhere, arrests, and imprisonment. Obviously, it was impossible for the Tsarina to let these people leave.
Cheka prisons, and prisoners are regularly executed due to prison cost and overcrowding issues.
Of course, the Tsarina did not expect that the warden Josep had been bribed, and Beria and Josep carefully built a "Cheka Talent Market" trade route.
Joseph had already secretly interrogated each prisoner personally to collect information, asking them to tell them what talents they had, what they could do, and what "value" they could embody, and then handed the information and price list to Beria.
Beria will decide who is eligible to be released from prison, and for this purpose, Beria carefully prepares a list.
And for those prisoners in Cheka Prison who will almost never see the light of day again and who may be suddenly executed at the end of every year, this is the only chance they have for salvation. The chance to leave this hell on earth, if any prisoner goes to
With this list, they will no longer suffer extremely cruel torture in prison. They will get relatively clean cells, food that can be eaten by humans, and occasional relaxation time. Then, they will be full of expectations and longings, waiting to be deflowered by Beria.
The money was redeemed to Britannia to serve the King of Knights.
This list became known as "Beria's List".
"Beria, he is our great benefactor and savior. He must be the messenger sent to the world by the bear god Esun!"
——Kislev breeding and genetics scholar Vavilov who is on Beria's list
Meretskov tried his best to please and plead, hoping that Beria could add more places to the list. The general who had been in prison for several years knew that one more place would save one more life, and Beria could save one more life.
Leah was thinking about whether these people would be useful to Ryan and what the budget would be.
Kalad and Beria chatted for a while and looked at the information of some people on the list. Kalad was really not good at this and could not say much. The count was about to return to the military camp when a scout rode a fast horse from a distance.
Rushing over: "My Excellency! There is an urgent military situation!"
"What?" Kalad was very calm.
"A large number of barbarian dragon ship fleets appeared in the North Sea of Claws. They quickly defeated our pirate privateers patrolling the outer sea and a small number of Le-Angoulan's navy, and headed towards our coastline at an extremely fast speed!"
The scout said anxiously: "When we get the information, the enemy is probably close to Chantillon!"
"It's really coming." Kalad immediately got on his horse and gave the order immediately.
"Assemble the entire army!"
"Get ready to support Chantillon!"
"yes!"
…………I am Beria’s list…………
On the Sea of Claws, broken pieces of Britannian ships are scattered on the ocean surface that is surging back and forth. There is no doubt that the privateers of the Knight Kingdom have good combat effectiveness, and they are very efficient in attacking and escaping.
Flexible, but they still could not avoid a terrible defeat when facing the dragon ship fleet from Norse, because the speed of Norse dragon ship was much faster than these privateers.
Amidst the screams, almost all of Britannia's small patrol ships were destroyed by Ulfric and his fleet of thousands of dragon ships. Even if a small number of ships managed to escape, Ulfric was not convinced.
Don't take it seriously.
He had only two goals in invading Britannia this time. The first was to plunder the capital that those chivalrous patients were proud of, and then burn it to the ground.
Second, before Ulfric set out, he received a dream from the God of Darkness.
In the dream, the God of Chaos asked Ulfric to go deep into the heart of Britannia to defeat a powerful warrior, the sworn enemy of Chaos, an ignorant fool (Khorne's language), and an annoying bug (
Tzeentch), the annoying guy (Nurgle), the idiot without pursuit (Slaanesh), the Knight King Llane Malcador.
For Ulfric, everything becomes very simple. Burn Kurona and kill all those chivalrous patients and weak southerners, and the knight king Ryan Macado will definitely appear and fight with him.
It's a battle.
Wouldn’t this kill two birds with one stone?
Ulfric didn't care about any claims about eastward attacks or strategies or tactics.
The Wanderer, the last of the seafaring warriors, the hairy giant of humanity, the King of Skulls, the Chosen One of the Four Gods of Chaos, Ulfric, covered in trophies from his slain enemies, he
His whole life was spent in fighting and fighting to the death.
Ulfric was once a passionate young man who loved life and fighting. There are very few people in Norska who love life from the bottom of their hearts. As a natural warrior, Ulfric used his huge size to
Known for his fearsome skill with weapons, he cut off the heads of all Chaos warriors wherever he went and hung them on his body as a display of warrior pride. As legends were sung in his honor among his tribe,
His reputation spread far and wide.
However, excessive arrogance led to Ulfric's failure. In the Battle of Thousand Skulls, Ulfric killed King Tolgard of the Norscan tribe and won supreme glory. At the celebration banquet, Ulfric
Frick drank four barrels of mead in one go. When he was drunk, he raved that there was no opponent in the world who could match him.
Fortunately and unfortunately, Ulfric's arrogant words were heard by the Four Gods of Chaos.
The Four Gods decided to teach him a harsh lesson for his arrogance.
That night, Ulfric was suddenly visited by a messenger from the Dark God.
In his dream, he traveled to heaven, the cemetery, the underworld and many other places, and finally he drowned in a sea of blood. When he woke up from the dream, he was blessed by the dark god and received the gift of spiritual tongue.
Able to use the languages of those different warriors and beasts to issue irresistible challenges to them.
At the same time, he was also cursed to spend his whole life wandering around the world to complete the never-ending mission and challenge those born warriors, whether living or dead, human or demon, to prove himself.
Now, the target is here, Knight King Lion Malcador, this is the last year of your life! The four chosen gods of Chaos stood on their flagship, the Hague, and laughed loudly, Ulfric's flagship
The Hague is a gift from Tzeentch. This giant dragon ship can not only sail on the ocean, but can even sail on the wind of magic, which means it has the ability to fly for a short period of time.
, precisely because of this unusual ship, once Ulfric chooses his prey, the opponent will not be able to escape the fate of the duel. After victory, Ulfric will sacrifice the skull of the loser in the duel to the terrorists.
Abuse, their still-beating hearts to Slaanesh, their disembowelled entrails to Nurgle, their desperate dying breaths to Tzeentch.
Now, his fleet of dragon ships has gradually approached the town of Chantillon. This port in the north of Curona is trembling in fear. The weak southerners are trembling in front of the terrifying power of the powerful northerners!
"Ding~ding~dingdingdingdingdingding!" Just when the first dragon ship of the northern Norscan dragon ship fleet appeared on the other side of the sea level, the entire Chantillon sounded the alarm, and the residents here sounded the alarm.
Under the loud curses of the defenders and knight retinues, he quickly escaped from the town and fled in the direction of Corona.
Thanks to General Meretskov's accurate prediction, the Port of Hendaye and the town of Chantillon in the north of Curona received Kalad's warning early, although the knights, nobles and lords in these two places did not take it very seriously.
, but for Kalad, the legendary hero and the great sage of the sanctuary,
Cup, they respected and admired it from the bottom of their hearts. After hearing the warning, the lords arranged for the serfs to speed up the autumn harvest, and then rehearsed an evacuation plan and evacuation route. Regent Lawn also sent a Kurona garrison.
The army came to assist in the defense.
The noble lord stationed in Chantillon was Laxal, a baron and a knight of the kingdom. When the Norscan dragon ship really appeared on the other side of the sea, the baron was sitting in his noble mansion eating and drinking.
, he listened to the report from his men and picked up the wine bottle on the table.
"One more glass of rum~"
"Tons, tons, tons, tons, tons~"
"Hiccup~ Call the troops, the Yankees are really here!" After drinking all the rum, Baron Laxal motioned to his attendants to equip him with equipment, pick up weapons, and prepare to attack the Yankees' fleet of dragon ships.
The messenger urgently sent the news out. All the levies, conscripts, and defenders in the city lined up at the city head and the dock. The heavy trebuchets began to throw huge stones at the dragon ship fleet under the stupid operation of the serfs.
The hit rate of these stones was not high, but thanks to the dense arrangement of the barbarian fleet, they still destroyed several dragon ships.
Then, the dragon boat fleet approached.
"Counterattack!" Ulfric drew out his sword Frostbite. The commander of the Norscan Worldwalker Legion signaled the barbarians to use weapons to fight back. The Norscan dragon ship was loaded with crude siege ballistae made by the barbarians.
, they loaded stones or other objects onto the ballista and fired them at the defenders.
The ballistae bombarded the coastal city wall one after another, causing the defenders to scream in fear. Although the power of the Norsca ballistae was not that great, the psychological pressure it brought was great.
"Hold it! Hold it all!" The knights and nobles rode excitedly back and forth behind the city wall. Although the town was not completely in a fighting state, they could not wait to have a good fight with the Yankees.
In the midst of the fierce long-range attack, the first dragon ship docked. When the northern vanguard gathered together launched a group attack, a huge bloodthirsty roar resounded through the water of the harbor.
Hundreds of armed thugs brought their hooked halberds to the battlefield, and groups of howling tribal warriors emerged from the cabins and attacked the defenders.
Ulfric the Wanderer stepped on his own boots and rushed to the port.
"For the wahe chaos!"
"Pseudo King Ryan Malcador! Come out and face me!"