Chapter 356: With such a sky net, even if he had wings, he would not be able to escape!
Cloudy.
In the sweltering summer, the sweat is sticky and mosquitoes are unbearable.
The levies walked through the swamp with their spears in hand, looking depressed.
The flag of resistance is sluggish.
In front of the team, Earl Humphrey reined in the reins, glanced at the demoralized troops, and frowned.
"Your Majesty, we have military orders and we must capture the town of Albans." The adjutant looked sad and said in a low voice, "If we withdraw like this now, how will we explain to the Duke later?"
Humphrey responded in silence, staring at the gray sky, thinking of the shocking scene just now, and sighed:
"Duke Honeysuckle's archery is superb. I am no match for him."
"What's more, I have spoken first, and now I can only retreat." Humphrey took a deep breath, feeling a huge stone blocking his chest, and said in a hoarse voice, "We can only wait until the knight phalanx led by Duke Lannister arrives. Let’s discuss it.”
The adjutant also had a frightened look on his face. He opened his mouth, wanting to comfort him by saying that Duke Honeysuckle was brave and it was a wise choice to avoid the edge temporarily.
But.
Seeing Earl Humphrey's gloomy face, the adjutant lowered his head deeply and said: "I will order the scouts to set off now to find out how long it will take for the Duke's headquarters to arrive!"
Albans town, seigneurial castle, city gate.
At the end of the horizon, Earl Humphrey led the army to retreat, with the thunder of horse hooves and billowing smoke.
Seeing this scene, Duke Vic couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, with gratitude in his eyes, and looked at Yeats who came to help.
I saw the young Duke wearing a crimson brocade cloak decorated with honeysuckle embroidery, wearing light armor with silver scales, and a swift sword at his waist. He stood on a high slope with a tall and straight figure and extraordinary martial prowess.
Duke Vic couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
In just two years, Yeats-Berlandi's strength has grown to the point where he cannot see through it.
Now, with just one arrow, he was able to push back Earl Humphrey's army.
This growth rate is really shocking.
Seeing Yeats looking back and making eye contact, Duke Vic looked slightly solemn and said with respect:
"Earl Humphrey is indeed a big trouble for me. Thanks to Duke Honeysuckle for saving me a lot of trouble!"
"You and I both work for the royal family, so you don't have to be polite." Yeats smiled slightly and pointedly said, "When I chat with Your Majesty, I often hear her mention that the Vic family and the Plantagenet family are from the same lineage. This trip It is His Majesty’s will to order me to come.”
"Thank you, Duke, thank you, Your Majesty."
Duke Vic's expression remained normal, but his heart was already filled with shock.
It turns out that Yeats and Brondi came here to work as a lobbyist for the royal family!
The old king is dead, and a new king is about to stand. Teresa Plantagenet is the crown prince appointed by the Lionheart King long ago, and is now the de jure queen of the Golden Lion Kingdom.
Duke Vic was amazed.
The Queen's power cannot be underestimated, she actually sent someone to win over me at this critical moment!
Yeats saw all the subtle expressions of Duke Vic, and he became more and more sure and confident:
"Duke Lannister wants to make DuOrlando, who is far away in the Kingdom of Roland, the crown prince. DuOrlando is only ten years old, so he wants to make him king. Lannister's intention is clear."
"Her Majesty the Queen has grown into a wise monarch under the influence of the Lionheart King's teachings. Under her leadership, the Golden Lion Kingdom will be great again."
"Duke Vic, what do you think?"
Facing this fatal question raised by Yeats, Duke Vic smiled a little reluctantly and was hesitant for a moment, saying:
"Please follow me into the castle and let me host a banquet to entertain His Excellency the Duke!"
"No, I have to go back and report to His Majesty, but Duke Vic, you should take a good rest, the goddess of luck will not always favor the same side."
There was something meaningful about the young Duke's smile.
Duke Vic's pressure increased sharply, his palms were quietly covered with cold sweat, and he pretended to be calm and said:
"I won't send it off. I'll see you at the round table, Your Excellency Yeats."
Yeats nodded and left.
Looking at the figure hidden in the sea of clouds, Duke Vic breathed a long sigh of relief. The invisible pressure finally dissipated and murmured to himself:
"Either you protect your heirs, or you lose your head... In the final analysis, you still have to bet."
Looking far into the distance, the huge dark pit left by the smashed boulders was reflected in the eyes. There were still fires burning at the bottom of the pit, and the scene of sharp arrows piercing the clouds came to mind again.
Duke Vic's eyes moved slightly, and his eyes gradually became determined.
……
In the military camp, the red rose banner of the Lannister family is hunting in the wind.
In the big tent, a middle-aged man wearing an onyx ring was reading a book. He had a calm temperament and asked lightly:
"Failed to take the town of Albans?"
Humphrey buried his head deeply, his face full of guilt, and said:
"It's my incompetence! Please forgive me, Duke!"
The middle-aged man raised his stern eyes, and the corners of his mouth on his thin and pale face curved, half-smiling.
"How can I blame you? After all, you are facing Duke Honeysuckle, a powerful hero in the north."
"I'm not surprised that he can touch the realm of the Sixth Ring. After all, he has the most powerful mage in the world as his guide."
"But if he really meets the Sixth Ring Master, what kind of strength will he show?" Duke Lannister said calmly, "I'm looking forward to it."
Humphrey pondered for a long time and asked:
"Your Majesty, if you are Yeats's teacher and stands up for him, will it be detrimental to us?"
"The mages of the Mages Guild do not participate in the struggle for secular royal power, and at most appear as teachers. This is a rule set as early as the Merlin era."
Duke Lannister flipped through the books and said lightly:
"The Holy See, which has had centuries of grievances with the Mages Guild, has continuously used institutions such as knights, monasteries, and tribunals to interfere in the secular world in recent decades. Cooperation with the Holy See has become a wise choice for the nobles to seize more benefits."
Humphrey scratched his head, looking a little confused, and said:
"My Lord Duke, I remember that you are not a religious person? You said that you don't like either Protestantism or the bishop."
"If you don't believe it, it doesn't mean you can't cooperate with them."
Duke Lannister said: "Among the factions supporting Prince DuOrlando, there is a force derived from the Medical Knights, a group of knights who use the Holy Light as their source of power... Soon, on the battlefield, you will be able to compete with They fought side by side.”
Humphrey suddenly realized.
The Medical Knights are famous for healing wounded soldiers and providing medical care, and the knights under their command are known for their therapeutic methods.
The Knights, together with the Black Cross Knights led by Hastings and the Knights Templar resident in the Papal States, are collectively known as the three major knights. They are one of the strongest extraordinary armies on the entire continent!
It turns out that Duke Lannister has the support from the Medical Knights. No wonder he can command a six-ring master!
"Since the town of Albans cannot be captured at the moment, let's take a detour to the Derwent River."
Duke Lannister closed the book and looked slightly sternly: "As long as you cross Stamford Bridge over the Derwent River, London is within easy reach!"
Humphrey was stunned for a moment and said: "But the current of the Derwent River is very fast, and it will take a lot of trouble for ten thousand troops to pass Stamford Bridge. If the enemy sets up an ambush here, it will be very detrimental to our army!" "That's right! Because the Derwent River is difficult to cross, it is better to march from there," Duke Lannister said. "Besides, summer is the dry season of the Derwent River, and knights can wade through the rocks exposed on the river bed."
"As long as we cross this big river and point our troops directly at Lundu, we can clear the obstacles for Prince Duorlando to the throne!"
"Best regards, Duke!"
"Okay, go to the wounded barracks and invite Captain Felix. When the two armies are fighting, this master will be indispensable."
"As commanded."
Humphrey had heard about Knight Commander Felix for a long time, but had never met him before, so he couldn't help but feel curious in his heart.
It is said that this knight commander is the most promising knight to inherit the position of Grand Master of the Medical Knights. Like Duke Honeysuckle, he is also a genius with amazing talents. He became a master of the sixth ring at the age of only twenty-nine.
Those who become masters must have experienced countless battles. Strangely, it is said that Felix's sword has never killed anyone.
Not only does he not kill people, Felix is also a famous doctor famous in the mainland, and has even treated patients who were cursed by the 'Plague Lord'.
Wounded Barracks.
The simple white cloth tent swayed gently in the wind, and the air was filled with the fragrance of herbs and the smell of blood.
Humphrey opened the tent and walked in, only to see several knights of the Knights Hospitallers busy, with skillful and decisive movements, calmly cleaning the wounds of the wounded and applying bandages.
Among the three major knights and the Tribunal, the Medical Knights have a better reputation among the people. Most of the knights under their command are proficient in herbalism and healing magic. No matter where they go, they will be treated as guests by the nobles.
In the past few months, there has been constant friction between the Lannister family and the Wick family, and the number of wounded soldiers has remained high, but there have been surprisingly few complaints. Humphrey guessed that this is due to the dedication of the medical knight and Phoenix's personal charm. No connection.
"Be patient, it will hurt a little."
I saw a handsome knight in a white cape kneeling in front of a wounded soldier. A soft healing white light condensed in his palm, which quickly healed the bloody arm.
The wounded soldier was stunned for a long time, looking back and forth at his intact arm, with tears in his eyes: "Thank you, thank you Lord Phoenix!"
Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief, smiled slightly, and said:
"May the glory of the Lord be with you."
"Lord Phoenix!" Humphrey stepped forward and said respectfully, "Duke Lannister, please go to the big tent!"
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
Phoenix has a slender figure, short, soft blond hair, bright blue eyes and a charming smile.
Anyone who sees him will think that he is a noble son of the royal family, and will never believe that the man in front of him is the powerful Sixth Ring Master in the mainland!
Humphrey was filled with emotion.
Even compared with the handsome and extraordinary artistic god, Phoenix's appearance is not far behind.
Of course, Duke Yeats is young after all. This is an advantage that Phoenix cannot match. It is also destined that his combat experience will not be as deep as Phoenix's!
In the tent.
Duke Lannister asked Phoenix for his advice and said:
"I plan to march from the Derwent River, pass through Stamford Bridge, and welcome Prince DuOrlando back to the royal capital. What do you think?"
Phoenix nodded gracefully, pondered for a moment, and suggested:
"Based on my experience, there is a high probability of an ambush at Stamford Bridge. Duke, please be cautious."
"But this long road is the shortest way to Lundu." Duke Lannister said calmly, "If there is really an ambush, please ask Knight Commander Phoenix to take action and repel these heretics. When it is done, As agreed, I will ask His Majesty Du Orlando to promote faith in the Lord.”
"That's fine."
Phoenix lowered his eyes, with a trace of compassion in his smile, and said softly:
"When the end comes, this can save more people and allow believers to be saved..."
Lannister observed the blond knight's expression with cold eyes. Mercy seemed to him a cowardly act.
But every master has his own unwavering path.
Mercy, this may be the reason why Phoenix is so powerful.
Seeing the figure that had hindered him many times before his eyes, Duke Lannister shook his head and whispered:
"Actually, there is a person who will become our strong enemy, and you may need to pay special attention to..."
"Who?"
"Yeats Brondi, the Duke of Honeysuckle."
"Oh, the God of Art!" Phoenix smiled, "I have read his poems, and they are very good, which makes me very curious about his personality!"
"You don't resent being chosen by the Outer Gods?" Duke Lannister asked in surprise.
Phoenix shook his head and said: "Guiding the lost lamb to the right path is the mission given to him by the Lord as a knight."
Duke Lannister rubbed his chin and said:
"In fact, it is very likely that he has already touched the Sixth Ring Realm. By then, you may be needed to deal with it..."
Hear the words.
Phoenix's smile gradually faded, his eyes were sharp, and he said slowly:
"If...we meet the Chosen Art God on the battlefield, I will use my sword to wake him up!"
*
Lundu, Lion Palace.
After hearing Yeats's return, the blond queen on the throne had a brilliant look in her eyes and said softly:
"Thank you for your hard work, Your Majesty the Duke. You have done a great job in this matter. When the situation stabilizes, I will reward you based on your merits."
Yeats smiled slightly and said:
"Your Majesty, although Duke Vic has a high probability of surrendering to us, we cannot relax now."
"Duke Lannister suffered a setback in Albans Town. He is likely to change his marching route, take a dangerous route, and start from a long way to approach Lundu."
Duke Honeysuckle was a commander who was good at surprise attacks. Theresa saw his legendary deeds of climbing over the Jueran Mountains to surprise the orcs a year ago, and she had great trust in his commanding ability.
"In your opinion, which way might they advance?"
Yeats's commanding ability is far from comparable to that of famous generals, but there is a divine choice from the god of strategy, Herod, who can provide off-field assistance.
This Valkyrie, who has a military god-level performance in the plot, has a crushing advantage over Duke Lannister in terms of strategy!
"The Derwent River." Yeats said loudly, "Summer is the dry season, and the Derwent River can be crossed, but the terrain there is narrow and the cavalry cannot move. As long as an ambush is set up in advance, Stamford Bridge is guarded, and Vic The Duke's troops surrounded the retreat——"
"With such a sky net, even if he even has wings, he won't be able to escape!"
Even Theresa, listening to Yeats's impassioned speech, could not help but feel excited in her eyes, she composed herself and said:
"Okay, then I'll ask you, Your Excellency the Duke, to make another trip. Also, if you encounter the Sixth Ring Master, if you are frustrated, I will send reinforcements as soon as possible."
"No need, I will guard Stamford Bridge alone."
Yeats said calmly:
"One man is in charge, but ten thousand men are not allowed to open it!"
(End of chapter)