Warhammer Wizard

noon the next day.

Duke Fisher stood at the window of his study on the third floor, looking down at his castle.

After half a day and a night of repairing the Rushing Fortress, most of the damage caused by yesterday's battle has been repaired. Even the city gate that was blown down by magic was restored by the wizards of Wezeland. Except for some new traces, it is nothing like the past. the difference.

Castles can be repaired, but the dead cannot be brought back to life.

Duke Fisher looked sad, his eyes swept over the centaurs standing on the guard posts in various places in the castle, crossed the city wall, and looked at the opposite side of the outer ditch of River Run, where a stretch of tents set up a simple camp.

More centaurs ran and trained in the wide camp, the cries mixed with the sound of hoofs, and the noise made the castle and the inhabitants of the nearby cities so upset that they couldn't get a good night's rest.

However, it was not the centaurs that attracted Duke Fisher the most, but the knights on the bronze pegasus.

And the group of extraordinary warriors in blue armor.

There are not many of them, they add up to less than 200 people, but Duke Fisher is still unforgettable because of the fighting power they showed. Last night, he found a few mercenaries who were familiar with the empire from Barosque City and asked Only later did I know that these two extraordinary legions were private armies built by Earl Glamorgan.

One is called the Ultimate Battle Group. They are not humans, but savages from the Saine Plateau. They have risen like a comet in the past two years, even in the empire.

The other is the Gunwing Knights.

They are not as prominent and less powerful as the Ultramarines, but their unique fighting style is far superior to any of Congatro's Legions.

The soul gun weapons used by the two legions all came from the hands of Earl Glamorgan, which attracted the prying eyes of countless people, but behind him was the Wezeland Floating City, so he could keep the secret of soul gun manufacturing.

"The Earl of Glamorgan..."

Duke Fisher's eyes were complicated.

After getting to know what kind of opponent he has met, this young man's experience is amazing. He was born in a commoner, and he went to the door of the Holy Spirit Wizard. Within two years, he was promoted to a legendary wizard, entered the Wezeland Council of Six, and one more person. The legendary deeds of the series are like heroes who came out of the epic.

When those extraordinary mercenaries from the Empire mentioned Earl Glamorgan last night, they were all beaming with admiration on their faces.

The last dragonborn actually had a relationship with such a legendary figure, and brought the wizarding group to Congatro, the cold kingdom is destined to not be peaceful.

Unsurprisingly, the relationship between the Earl of Glamorgan and Her Royal Highness Emily goes far beyond cooperation.

The guards in the castle reported that the two lived in the same bedroom last night, making no secret of their close relationship.

"He is the key to Dragonborn's recovery!"

Duke Fisher clarified his thoughts, but his mood was very complicated.

The stronger and stronger this Earl of Glamorgan is, the more likely it is that the Drogonburg dynasty will be restored. As the first Fisher family to swear allegiance, they are sitting on the power of the dragon, and the dragonborn will return to the throne in the future. get more benefits.

However, the unwillingness and resentment in his heart could not be erased.

Duke Fisher returned to his desk and picked up a briefing report. This was a list of losses in the battle of River Run, and the most dazzling above was the casualties of the sturgeon warriors.

One hundred and twenty people were slightly injured, forty-five were seriously injured, and the death toll was close to three hundred!

Duke Fisher closed his eyes in pain. There were only more than 1,300 sturgeon warriors in the entire River Bend Legion, and a loss of more than 300 people at a time. Since the establishment of the Legion, there has never been such a heavy casualty.

The training of each sturgeon warrior is extremely difficult, and the family has invested an unknown amount of resources and energy.

Duke Fisher can name any sturgeon warrior, know their family background, even remember their parents and wives, teach them and train them, watch them grow, but now they have become more than 300 broken corpses, recalling When he got up, his heart was bleeding.

In addition to the sturgeon warriors, there are 1,500 extraordinary people in the River Bend Corps, who have also invested a lot of effort, and their losses are even greater, with a total of more than 700 casualties!

In less than a quarter of an hour of battle, the strength of the Fisher family was weakened by 30%.

Not to mention the ransom of five million gold dragons.

If the murderer who caused all this was any of Congatro's family, Duke Fisher would never die with the enemy, and he would avenge his grievances for the time being.

However, the other party is from the empire.

Their power is despairingly powerful, and fighting against them, or taking the opportunity to defect in future wars, will only be worse than the present.

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

There was a knock on the door of the study, Duke Fisher took a few deep breaths to calm his emotions, and returned to his calm and dignified expression before speaking.

"Come in."

Entering the door was his adopted son Belish.

In yesterday's battle, he took the family's direct descendants to escape the castle from the underwater secret passage, but was intercepted by the wizards, the whole river was frozen, and he failed.

"Lord Duke." Belisi was slender and well-proportioned like all sturgeon warriors. He was very handsome, with a pair of gray-green eyes, a small moustache under his chin, and a few gray strands in his dark hair. Has entered middle age.

He glanced at Duke Fisher calmly, and swept the briefing paper on the table.

Belisi has also read the contents of this report. Although the Duke's demeanor is calm, as one of the Duke's closest people, he is very clear that the Duke's mood at this time is by no means as indifferent as it seems.

He hesitated, a look of sadness on his face.

"Belishy, ​​what's the matter?" Duke Fisher frowned invisibly and asked while sitting still.

"Sir," Belisi wiped his eyes lightly to hide his gaffe, "The lords are almost here, and the ceremony in the White River Hall has been arranged, and we can begin."

"Well, thanks for your hard work." Duke Fisher nodded.

He knew that Belisi hadn't rested since yesterday. The strength of this adopted son is not outstanding. He has several times more resources than other sturgeon warriors. He also has his own personal guidance. He has been practicing for more than 30 years. Entering the high-level, you can no longer advance an inch.

However, Belisi is quick-witted, reliable, and has more than ordinary people's intelligence, so he likes to take it with him at ordinary times, and tells him to do many things.

Sometimes, Duke Fisher even had regrets, if Belisi was his own son.

"How about Her Royal Highness Emily and several Speakers?" Duke Fisher asked.

"They're all resting in the castle." Bessili's eyes flashed and he asked in a low voice, "My lord, are you going to inform them of the ceremony now?"

Duke Fisher looked at the clock on the wall, "Wait another hour."

Belisi turned and walked away.

When he was about to exit the door, Duke Fisher suddenly stopped him, was silent for a few breaths, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think the restoration of the Drogonburg Dynasty will be more beneficial or harmful to the Fisher family? "

Belish returned to the table and saw the casualty briefing again.

He pondered for a while before answering: "Lord Duke, we border the territory of the Lauberdale family. There have been disputes for thousands of years. Generally speaking, the Fisher family is at a disadvantage. When Mark usurped the Iron Throne, it was even more unfavorable for us. , was suppressed everywhere, so we allied with Duke Danse and stood opposite Mark."

"My lord, our territory, population and army are not as good as that of the Lauberdil family. This is the pattern that was set when the seven major families divided up Congatro." U9 eBook

"This kind of order has been maintained until now. If it can't be broken, the Fisher family will not be able to turn over."

At the end of Belisi's words, his voice gradually rose a little bit, "The Lauberdil family is our number one enemy, and they are our greatest threat!"

"The immediate loss is temporary. The Dragonborn War of Restoration will bring great chaos to Congatro, and it is also our once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

Belisy looked Duke Fisher in the eyes, paused, and said slowly: "Chaos is a ladder, it allows us to ascend to a higher position."

Duke Fisher fell silent for a long time without responding.

Belish saluted respectfully and stepped out.

An hour later, Duke Fisher walked out of the study. He changed into a solemn and luxurious costume, with a sword on his waist, a fish-shaped badge on his chest, and his gray hair was neatly combed, and he entered the White River Hall surrounded by sturgeon warriors.

"Lord Duke."

"I have seen Your Excellency the Duke!"

There were already many lords gathered in the hall. They were all vassals of the Fisher family. They rushed to River Run with their guards. On the way, they heard about the drastic changes in the castle.

Dragonborn returns, Riverrun falls, Duke Fisher swears allegiance...

This series of news shocked the lords. Some people doubted the truth of the matter. It was not until they arrived at River Run and saw thousands of centaurs outside. The residents of Barosque City were also spreading the news of dragonborn everywhere. Confirm it's true.

They were summoned to White River Hall, which was also occupied by a group of tall warriors in blue armor.

The breath of these extraordinary warriors is frightening.

They did not restrict the movements of the lords, nor did they show hostility, but the lords were sitting on pins and needles, and the guards around them also stood honestly, not daring to make a sound at will.

It was not until Duke Fisher appeared that the lords felt relieved, as if they had found the backbone. Everyone had countless things to ask their lord.

"All sit down."

Duke Fisher walked up the steps at the foot of the statue of Oceana, but did not sit on the high-backed chair that represented the status of the Duke as usual.

He stood by the chair and looked around his vassals.

"The news you have heard is true. I have decided to renew my allegiance to the Drogonburg family and fully support Her Royal Highness Emily in crusade against Mark and regain the Iron Throne." Duke Fisher said loudly.

Even though they were mentally prepared, the lords were still in an uproar when they heard Duke Fisher himself admit it.

Duke Fisher raised his hand to make people quiet, "My vassals, you are all obliged to send troops to join the ranks of the crusade against the usurper."

"Who is for and who is against?"

Duke Fisher swept over the lords. Unsurprisingly, some people looked away with a look of hesitation on their faces, unable to make such a major decision for a while.

Some lords immediately stood up to express their loyalty, knelt down halfway, and shouted: "The Barekon family swears to follow the Duke to the death."

"The Darui family swears to follow the Duke to the death."

"The Mallister family..."

Several lords in a row expressed their stance, and the momentum was like a rainbow, which forced the remaining vassal families to the corner. They noticed Duke Fisher's attitude and knew that there was no room for discussion, so they could only follow the oath.

"very good!"

Duke Fisher nodded in satisfaction, with a look of relief.

He calmly swept over the Ultramarines standing around the hall, forcing the vassals to send troops to follow, not only fulfilling the conditions promised yesterday, but also performing elements, allowing Earl Glamorgan to see his sincerity.

There are several legends among these Ultramarines who are sure to tell their lords what happened in White River Hall.

Suddenly, Duke Fisher discovered something.

His vassals have not arrived.

"Where is Viscount Wadfrey?" Duke Fisher looked at Bericy, who was in charge of the matter.

"My lord, Viscount Wadfrey should be late." Belisi replied quickly. This Viscount's fief is Lenghe City, which is located on the border between the eastern part of the duchy and the territory of the Lauberdil family, the most distant from Barosque. Far, the strength ranks in the top three among all the vassals.

Duke Fisher frowned. No matter how far he was, he wasn't even three hundred miles away. For an extraordinary person, it was more than enough time to arrive at Riverrunning Castle in one day and one night.

"I'll give him a quarter of an hour."

Belish hurriedly sent someone out to inquire, and within a quarter of an hour, a sturgeon warrior hurried in and reported in a low voice that Viscount Wadfrey rejected the Duke's summoning order.

Duke Fisher's face became ugly.

Lenghecheng has always had an unclear relationship with the Lauberdale family, but he did not expect to betray River Run at the most critical moment.

"Father..." The Duke's eldest son, Aidemu, asked cautiously, "Would you like to wait a little longer, maybe there will be a turning point."

"No need, let's start the ceremony." Duke Fisher waved.

The bell tower of River Run was rang, and the bell reached the city of Barosque, followed by the ringing of the bell towers, causing all the residents to raise their heads and look at the castle.

In a solemn atmosphere, Emilys entered River Run from the main entrance, followed by Ren and other three Wezeland Speakers, as well as four giant dragons and a group of subordinates. Under the curious gazes of the lords, she walked into the White River Hall to the foot of the statue, stepped up the steps step by step, and sat on the high-backed chair.

Duke Fisher took the lead in a half-kneeling salute, and was about to make a sound when he heard Ren, who was standing beside Emilys, asking first:

"Lord Duke, isn't everyone here?"

Duke Fisher's heart froze slightly, and sure enough, what happened in the White River Hall could not be concealed from the legendary wizard, so he replied truthfully: "Viscount Waldfrey of Lenghe City betrayed, please rest assured, within three days, I will definitely give your Highness an explanation."

"Why wait until three days?"

Ren's words surprised Duke Fisher~www.wuxiaspot.com~ As soon as he looked up, he saw Ren flashed into the middle of the hall and raised his left palm that flashed blue light.

At the same time, the Ultramarines standing around the hall gathered, and the heavy footsteps made the ground tremble slightly.

A minute later, a tall portal opened.

When people saw the scene opposite the portal, a noble lord recognized it and exclaimed, "Cold River City!"

Immediately, two teams of Ultramarines rushed into the portal.

"Da da da da..."

There were dense gunshots from the portal, the battle was fierce, and there were many screams before they died. The portal closed quickly, but Duke Fisher and the vassal lords knew that a killing was taking place in Cold River City.

The needles could be heard in the White River Hall, and the lords were trembling as they waited for the end of the massacre three hundred kilometers away.