Chapter 1348 Perfunctory Notification

"Crion, we suffered heavy losses!"

"Hold on a little longer, damn human monkeys!"

The Flame Knight gritted his teeth. God knows why a group of night goblins would attack the dragon and dare to throw feces on the dragon armor that the greenskins were so scared of. It was really disgusting.

But he couldn't leave even a step because of psychological disgust. This was the most important firepower group for humans. Those flamethrowers, large-caliber hand cannons, and even monkey-version troll hammer rocket launchers that could be carried by humans were all concentrated here.

The captain of the guard watched the Phoenix Guard rush into the gap in the peak gate, supporting the monarch of the elves with endless honor, and saw the White Lion Guard and the Black Guard to help the dwarves leave, proving with practical actions that the elves were countless times stronger than the dwarves.

And he could only stay in this broken...

The sudden commotion of the meteorite falling caused the mountain of Karak Dreadnought to be severely damaged again. The heavy firepower team, which was in a mess under the attack of the night goblins, was surprised to find that the threat had been lifted, but no one knew whether the huge shadow beside them was another huge threat.

Seeing the lizard made Creon feel relieved. Although it was not a dragon, it was at least half an ally, at least not on the side of the greenskins.

But the voice that came next made him angry again.

"Creon, hurry up and enter the Dreadnought. Imrik may be in danger."

Atila?

Creon looked at the back of the lizard in confusion, only to find a figure like an ant, pulling a bow and arrow to cooperate with the behemoth to kill some key enemies.

"But my mission is..."

"Is the mission important, or is your majesty important?"

This is not a choice. Creon suddenly felt a little fortunate in his heart. Since Atila led the lizard to block the attacking night goblins, it means that there is no problem at all.

"I will escort your majesty out of Karak Dreadnought safely."

"Yes, but that includes you. I don't want any of the Flameborn Knights to be missing when I return to Ulthuan. We want every Asur who wants to go home... to go home."

"Your will."

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"Your majesty, the Flameborn Knights are attacking Dreadnought."

Bad news, but not unexpected, made Carl's brows relax a little. Although the Flameborn Knights abandoned the heavy firepower group and ran away, at least they left behind a giant lizard, which was not considered a change of heart at the last minute.

Moreover, the elves' inexplicable fierce sprint to Dreadnought also reduced a lot of pressure on the empire. It is no exaggeration to say that the Phoenix King's guards alone attracted a quarter of the greenskins' attention, but they totaled less than a thousand people...

Is the combat power ratio so exaggerated?

Carl couldn't help but judge in his heart. If the Rick Guards fought with any of the elf guards, how painful a price would it take to get close to the Phoenix King.

How much would it cost to drag the dragon lord from the sky he dominated to the range of the artillery?

The emperor shook his head and thought that all this would take time to prove, but now the empire did not need to regard the elves as potential enemies. As long as the dragon lord was still on the throne, the oath with Magnus would not disappear.

"Where is the Big Belly King?"

"He was cut off his limbs by Eltharion and dragged to the sky, as if he wanted to smash him to death."

The terrifying regeneration ability is more terrifying than that of the trolls. This is the Big Belly King.

Asuryan's anger made the war lord roar as well. Eltharion cut the Big Belly King's body in half with an unstoppable posture, and watched the monster heal again.

The lack of a magic furnace made the war lord choose a clumsy move, cutting off the Big Belly King's limbs, letting Stormwing forcibly drag him to the sky, and using gravity to smash Gollum into a pulp.

"It's almost over..." Carl judged so. He hadn't slept for three days. The intricate mountain roads made various situations possible. Fighting, evacuation, encirclement, interweaving... always tested the emperor's judgment ability.

Kurt nodded seriously. He looked very tired. The energy consumed by real-time command on the battlefield was no easier than fighting. Moreover, he personally organized the Rick Guards many times to do some actions that seemed to be fatal.

"But we still don't know why the elves completely abandoned the prior tactical arrangements and all rushed to the Dreadnought Castle."

"You think the Phoenix King is in danger."

"This is the most likely possibility, otherwise we should see that arrogant figure at the peak gate, not just his dragon ally."

While the king and his minister were considering, the Rick Guards sent a message.

"Your Majesty, most of the dwarves in Karak Dreadnought have evacuated, and the High King is organizing a steel wall to protect the civilians from leaving."

"Where is Tulinger?"

"The High King said... he has returned to the Hall of the Ancestors."

After bowing his head in silence for the young dwarf king, Carl's brain quickly turned around, and the evacuation speed was at least one day faster than expected.

But... the dragon has not left yet, and its movements are much more violent than the previous two days, no longer worrying about the extent of damage to the mountain fortress.

"What about the Phoenix King? Is there any news? We can't let our allies get into trouble."

Rick Guard shook his head. He couldn't find any trace of the elves at all, and the magic stone left behind didn't respond at all, as if all of them had disappeared.

"The Empire has fulfilled its duties as the shield of the old world and left a valuable impression on the elves... The Phoenix King still has important matters to deal with in Karak Dreadnought. You don't need to worry about it. The Empire can decide the next move."

The herald's calm voice bypassed the surrounding Rick guards. Judging from the knights' surprised expressions, they didn't know when the elf entered the command post.

"Emperor Franz, Marshal Kurt." North nodded and greeted, and continued the previous topic: "I will tell your concerns about the Phoenix King to His Majesty truthfully... Please rest assured that the Phoenix King has encountered countless times more dangers than imagined, but he has successfully overcome them every time."

"This doesn't sound like a herald would say." Kurt narrowed his eyes. It doesn't make sense that all the elves are rushing to Imrick like crazy, but the herald who should be the most loyal stays behind honestly.

Take the glorious deeds of the Phoenix King's previous herald. Elvis must be buried with the monarch even if he dies, and all the bullshit duties are put aside.

"Indeed... I also brought news from His Royal Highness Draknir, the Regent of Ulthuan and Lord of the Dragon Court. I would like to inform the Emperor of the Empire that Caledor will declare war on Bretonnia in seven days and set out to attack the Knight Kingdom at the Young Dragon Bay."

This shocking news made Carl forget his words for a moment. He had just fought the greenskins and rats in the Grey Mountains, and Caledor was going to declare war on humans again? Moreover, it was Bretonnia, which was closest to the Empire?

North didn't care about the reactions of the two humans, and said to himself: "This is a joint decision of the nobles of Caledor. The Knight Kingdom has been bullying the Dragon Kingdom for a long time. Since Caledor was forced to surrender the Sartosa pirates and restore peace to the Old World's seas two hundred years ago in order to regain the country's artifact, the legendary Dragon Horn, Bretonnia has been making trouble in secret.

At that time, His Majesty Imrik, who was still the Dragon Prince, was unwilling to make things too difficult for Bretonnia for the sake of the overall situation and the feelings of the mountains and the Empire. However, he did not expect King Laun to openly humiliate Caledor and treat him as The dignity of the Dragon Kingdom is nothing. Prince Draknir, in the voices of the ministers and parliamentarians, can only use the strongest way to restore the dignity of the court.

Now, informing the Empire is only to express Caledor's respect for the Empire. His Highness Draknir has no intention of violating the Great Crusade Alliance Agreement. On the contrary, Caledor is preparing to deepen its ties with the Empire..."

"What is the reason for Caledor's declaration of war on Bretonnia?" Kurt asked in a deep voice. The reason is very important. It is related to whether it is recognized by the people and other countries.

Fighting evil races naturally does not require such boring questions, but Bretonnia is definitely not an enemy of order.

"Knight Giso de Pato of the Lermontov Monastery killed a dragon with his own hands sixteen years ago to complete the Holy Grail Trial.

After many investigations, the dragon he killed was a Caledor Fire Dragon that was not yet an adult..."

Karl and Kurt looked at each other, and they completely understood that the reason for declaring war was not important at all. What was important was that Caledor was really ready to attack Bretonnia. (End of this chapter)