"Okay!" Queen Lingbao was tired of staying in Hamburg City for a long time. It was cloudy every day and the snow kept falling. There was no way to compare it with the Imperial City and the Fairy Forest. The little girl's play mentality immediately showed: "I will take care of it myself.
Let’s go together! All the elves who can ride the wild vultures must go! Please invite 6 more elders to set off with me.”
Horns was sweating profusely... He originally wanted to give Chi Aotian some help, but if Queen Lingbao goes, it is estimated that even if Chi Aotian is given 5,000 elven archers, it will not be able to offset the negative impact caused by Her Majesty the Queen alone.
Impact. But, I can’t say that yet.
"Little sister Lingbaoer, do you...really want to go? Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, Daqingshan will definitely go to the Ice and Snow Continent to invite Amy back. What will happen if Amy comes back if you don't stop?" Huo
Although Enns has never been in love, he naturally has some insights after reading many of Amy's stories.
"Wow! I'm going to see my dear brother Amy. It's great. I miss brother Amy so much. Brother Amy is so handsome. He has big eyes, thick eyebrows, fair skin, and his voice is so majestic.
, so tall, taller and more handsome than you and Da Qingshan..." Her Majesty the Queen didn't care whether the dwarf liked to hear it or not, she praised her idol all the time. However, these descriptions made Da Qingshan and Horns
I have a deep question, when did Amy's appearance change so much? Is Amy so handsome? It seems that this is the first time that this word is used to describe Amy. Amy is not as tall as Daqingshan, Her Majesty the Queen is really
Can you confirm that the person she saw in the fairy forest was Mr. Amy? It couldn't be another man, right?
The little girl rushed out of the house cheering.
"I'm going to arrange the Wild Eagle Swordsmen camp." Da Qingshan turned around and was about to walk out when his wrist was suddenly held tightly. Looking back, he saw a face full of tears - this was the first time Da Qingshan had seen it.
To the dwarf's tears.
"Can you confirm that Uncle Chi was not killed by us?"
Da Qingshan was stunned, not understanding what the dwarf said.
"What I mean is, if... Amy had not left us and was still with us, would he have warned Uncle Chi to be careful about such an incident, or would he have protected Emperor Redstone and Uncle Chi from leaving safely during the Imperial Capital War?
Did our incompetence lead to Uncle Chi’s death?”
Da Qingshan thought about it seriously, shook his head silently, patted the dwarf's shoulder lightly, turned and left.
For Horns, since Amy left, most of the strategic aspects of the small mercenary group came from his hands. If he is really responsible for this, I am afraid that the dwarf's long life span of 1,000 years will not be able to eliminate this problem.
kind of guilt.
The fifth year of the magic calendar is an extremely painful year for the small mercenary group. At the beginning of the year, the pure and beautiful elf girl Ying left quietly. Not long after, the leader Amy went to the elf forest in the hope of redeeming her love.
But... Amy, who was very hurt, finally left the Fairy Forest and the continent of Eminore with a long sigh; then, in the sudden change in the imperial capital at the end of the year, General Chi Hanfeng, the strongest backing of the small mercenary group, died in battle. Chi Hanfeng
His nephew Chi Aotian was furious, left the small mercenary group, and began his bloody 20,000-mile journey.
More than 500 mad eagle knights took off from Hamburg City and chased Chi Aotian straight to the southeast. Daqingshan gave everyone a fatal order: in three days, they must arrive at Tongyunguan and go to the general's mansion in the Tongyunguan war zone to listen to Chi Aotian's orders.
Those who are left behind should return to Hamburg on their own without delaying the progress of others.
Looking at the group of wild eagles flying southward that covered the sky, the emperor and his ministers immediately guessed something. Emperor Hongshi smiled bitterly and shook his head: General Chi Hanfeng's death in battle seems not to be the only bad news today.
The mad eagle swordsmen and fantasy beast knights who were sent to various places to inquire about news have returned one after another, and unexpected bad news for the emperor and his ministers has appeared: not all residents are interested in the recuperation of the Red Stone Emperor in the past 20 years. Likewise,
Not all nobles can always maintain the honor of the nobles. For thousands of years, the reputation of the Western Emperor has been too prominent. For ordinary residents, this legendary hero who saved the entire continent several times has an extremely great influence. In addition,
The Holy See used the power of religion to announce its support for the Western Emperor. Conservative estimates suggest that at least 30% of the residents have clearly expressed their support for the Western Emperor, and at least 20% of the small and medium-sized nobles have openly defected to the Western Emperor's camp.
Currently, the Red Stone Emperor can control no more than 400,000 soldiers, of which 100,000 are in the Frozen Continent, and more than 50% of the other 300,000 are in the Swordsman Battalion.
Originally, Hongshi had always hoped to hide wealth and troops from the people, but he never expected that in the end he would taste the bitter fruit brewed by his own hands.
If Fan Viscount had not sent 12,000 elite troops to Hamburg City to await orders, the emperor and his ministers might have been able to stand by and watch in the face of the chess game of Eminor. Fortunately, the wind knows the grass, and Fan Viscount had a good grasp of right and wrong during the national crisis.
Well, not only did they send out the two troops ordered by the military headquarters, but almost all the regular troops under their command were sent back. There were only 20,000 swordsmen left on hand who were about to retreat to another small city on the west coast of the empire within 5 days.
In such silence, the fifth year of the magic calendar is about to pass...