Chapter 307 The Candidate for the New King of Tilan Kingdom
The Winter Knights are still killing and killing, and Jaina has stopped her blizzard spell.
As the last few rounds of frost meteors fell, the army of the Holy Gunter Kingdom fell into a huge state of chaos. Although the specific casualties were not clear, in this state, it would not take a long time to regroup and continue to advance Kung fu can't be done.
"This spell can no longer be used."
Jaina sighed, she did find a way to 'bypass' the restrictions on casting familiar magic, but the disadvantage is not without it, that is, once a lot of magic is used, it is very likely to attract the attention of the 'rights manager', and then use it The authority to use this magic is locked, and this magic is incorporated into the current management system.
"Or, until I find another way, it can no longer be used."
Jianna had anticipated this situation, but she didn't care much about it. Anyway, she knows a lot of spells. As long as she doesn't use them indiscriminately, even if they can only be used once, they can solve many problems.
By the time all spells are locked, maybe she has figured out a way to bypass the restrictions completely.
"The advance of the army of the Holy Gunter Kingdom has been successfully prevented, and the goal has been achieved."
David looked into the distance, the army could not continue to advance, the Templar Knights were under heavy siege, surrounded by the Winter Knights, the Tilan Knights and the Guards Knights who had just rushed into the battlefield. With soy sauce on the side, they blocked the escape route of the Knights Templar very well.
If the fight continues like this, even if the Templar Knights are not completely wiped out, they will suffer heavy losses.
Under such circumstances, even if the Tiran Knights and the lord's coalition forces were severely damaged, the Holy Gunter Kingdom would not be able to continue the war.
"Um?"
Just when David was about to watch the excitement, the blue sky seemed to be dyed with a layer of golden light, and then dots of light like raindrops landed on the battlefield.
Under the bath of the golden rain, the Templars regained their strongest combat power. Their physical strength and energy all returned to their peak state, and even the blessing spells on their bodies became more powerful. Outside of the already strong armor, Covered with a thick layer of brilliance.
The Piccolo assault rifle of the Winter Knights kept pouring ammunition on it, splashing countless spots of light, but it could not easily break through the protection and kill the enemy as before.
"Close to the nearest comrade-in-arms!"
Brock Rumlow, who noticed the change in the battlefield situation, immediately issued a new order. The Winter Knights changed from fighting alone to gathering nearby, and kept approaching their comrades.
During this period, flash shock bombs, smoke bombs, and small missiles were continuously launched, and explosions sounded one after another on the battlefield. Soon the Winter Knights got together and formed a suitable formation with the surrounding Tilan army to ensure that they would not It will be besieged while being attacked by enemies from all directions.
"According to the mark! Set fire to attack in groups of three!"
The winter knights who had undergone special training quickly formed a combat team of three, with Crossbones Rumlow in the center supporting several groups of comrades-in-arms according to the situation.
Then, the blood flower that had just disappeared for a moment reappeared on the battlefield. The commander of the Knights Templar thought that after seeing the priests on his side cast a more powerful protective magic, they could kill the enemy back.
Now he realizes that anti-killing is impossible, what he has to do now is to take his men out safely.
The Knights Templar began to retreat, and they chose to attack in a direction that was not blocked by the Winter Knights.
Tiran's army couldn't stop this group of Templars, who were protected by powerful magic, and couldn't even stop them. They could only watch the Templars break out and run away quickly.
"Do you want to pursue it?"
Laura stayed on the Quin-type fighter plane, observing the whole battle situation.
"No, let those guys go!" The weapons on the Quin-jet fighter were relatively not strong enough, and they couldn't deal a devastating blow to the Knights Templar, who were covered in protective spells all over their bodies.
At most, you can kill a few unlucky ones. This kind of pursuit is meaningless: "Take our people away from the battlefield."
As for morale? The morale of the Holy Gaunt Kingdom has dropped enough after suffering a defeat with all the organs and advantages.
Next, what will the Holy Gunter Kingdom do? Insist on going to war with the Kingdom of Tilan? Continue to fight? Or turn the battlefield to the negotiating table and start a new round of another war?
At this time, Abelson was also constantly giving orders: assemble the army, treat the wounded, clean up the battlefield and evacuate slowly, the Knights of the Guards will be in the rear, and the Knights of Tiran and the Lord's coalition forces that have been hit hard will be given priority to withdraw, etc. .
The nobles around them also dispersed to do various things, counting casualties, weapon loss, etc., but also to find out the situation of the Holy Gunter Kingdom, and predict the possible choices of the enemy.
But all kinds of things can't compare to wooing David - Earl of Glamorgan!
This prospective son-in-law is the key factor for Tilan Kingdom to turn this war around. He found that he overestimated this young man as much as possible again and again, but still underestimated him.
"What is David's background? What is standing behind him?"
This question has surfaced in Abelson's mind many times, but he can't ask it now. The Kingdom of Tiran still needs the Earl of Glamorgan to stabilize the battle line. Not to mention that the Earl of Glamorgan is currently very loyal to the Kingdom of Tiran and himself. Even if he really has a different heart, he must find a way to stabilize it now.
It can even be said that even if David has disobedience now, Abelson can bear it. As long as he can maintain the apparent relationship between monarch and minister, he can even allow Winter City to become a de facto independent kingdom.
Of course, it is not a necessary situation, he does not want this kind of thing to happen.
Now he desperately hopes that David and Sophia's wedding will be completed as soon as possible, and then give birth to offspring early; if he can persist until then, he can directly let the offspring of David and Sophia become the new king of Tilan Kingdom...
David didn't know that his offspring had been clearly arranged by His Majesty King Abelson. In fact, he didn't think so much and complicated at all, including when he shot: If His Majesty the King died, would he be Can obtain greater benefits of this problem.
Until the battle was over and everyone around him left to do various things, David had no time to think about this issue.
The final answer is: no difference, my future plans will not change significantly because of whether Abelson is killed or not.
Set goals and make steady progress towards them. This is the current state of Winter City.
It is inevitable to develop into a huge advanced city. At that time, whether Abelson is still in power or not, it is inevitable that Winter City will become Winter Kingdom.
Even David himself can hardly prevent this kind of thing from happening: Even if he doesn't want to, but when his strength reaches that level, the people around him will ask him to do it.
At that point, David represented more than his own interests.
Back to White Rock City, Abelson did not let David go back to rest, and took him to discuss a series of matters such as the war with the Holy Gunter Kingdom, diplomacy and so on.
In order to show the importance he attaches to Earl David Glamorgan, even Master Jaina Proudmoore was invited.
As for Earl Sutton Stewart, he has a more important task: to rectify the Knights of the Guards!
Before the traitors of the Knights of the Guards were completely eliminated, His Majesty the King no longer dared to let the Knights of the Guards be responsible for his security work.
In comparison, Earl David Glamorgan's side seems to be safer. Maybe he should let the Winter Knights take charge of his guard work next.
Because there is always time to finish the business, and many affairs are being investigated and handled by others, Abelson can only change the topic to things that have nothing to do with the Holy Kingdom of Gaunt.
Like, where is Jaina Proudmoore from?
"Master Jaina Proudmoore is the daughter of the leader of the island city of Kul Tiras. She is currently visiting Winter City. This time she came out to see the customs and customs of the various places on the continent of Brennia."
"Oh?" Abelson was surprised, but he didn't ask where Kul Tiras is. Since it is an island city, it must not be on the mainland of Brennia. It is not surprising that he has never heard of it.
It was Jaina's identity that surprised Abelson, the leader's daughter, isn't that a princess? No wonder the appearance, temperament and knowledge are all so outstanding.
In fact, both David's introduction and Abelson's speculation are inaccurate. Strictly speaking, Kul Tiras is not a kingdom. Although Daelin Proudmoore is the leader of Kul Tiras, he is not a kingdom. A real king.
But Jaina would not explain it in such detail. Anyway, in her eyes, His Majesty the King in front of her is just a passer-by on her journey, and there is no need to understand it in such detail.
"So, Master Proudmoore came out to travel the mainland to increase his knowledge and experience?"
"Yes."
"Master Proudmoore must introduce Kul Tiras to me the next time he goes to the capital of Tiran Kingdom. I think there can be more connections between the Kingdom of Tiran and Kul Tiras."
Regarding this kind of words, Jaina smiled and dealt with it. She is very familiar with this kind of work.
After seeing Jaina's performance, Abelson also realized that the princess of Kul Tiras was very good at dealing with such situations.
Such an outstanding performance made Abelson start to feel worried: Can his daughter who is a fool all day long and only knows how to eat, drink and play, compete with this female mage?
(end of this chapter)