Chapter 541 Rhetoric Between Knights

If you ask about the significance of the empire to the old world, it may be difficult to explain clearly. On the one hand, this country with many forces has the largest number of evil forces. Countless warriors have thrown themselves into the embrace of Chaos, bringing fear and nightmares to the world.

But it is undeniable that the Empire has always been at the forefront of fighting against the forces of darkness. It may be due to helplessness, or it may be the will left by Sigma.

After the two knights from the empire landed, they caused a huge response. The lightly dressed Knights of the Silver Hammer were the predecessors of the witch hunters. They may not be as famous as their colleagues on the frontal battlefield, but in complex environments, they can undoubtedly play a more powerful role. Multifunctional.

The knights in black polished plate armor walked down the deck. The skull-shaped mask and silent temperament made it difficult to tell whether there was a living person or a dead person under the armor. Even their horses were the same as their masters, except for walking and breathing. There is nothing but movement and stillness.

Elvis, who had cooperated with Silver Hammer, called Vincent, the person in charge, to go to the headquarters. He liked these knights who looked like detectives. They had done a lot of dirty work for the Giant Horned Viper, including gathering information and dealing with the aftermath. Not what Caledor would do.

In parallel, Vincent first introduced the Moir knight beside him to the elf, "The inner knight of the Moir Knights, Eleanor Borg."

Elvis nodded to show that he understood, and did not have much reaction to the Knights of More. The situation of the Imperial Knights was very complicated. The three major churches alone had their own mainstream knights.

The remaining gods with greater influence, such as Mannann, Maul, Sarah and other gods, also have it, and there are many branches under it. Strictly speaking, the Silver Hammer is a branch of the White Wolf Knights.

As for the Knight of Mor, as the Silent One guarding death, he swore an oath like the Phoenix Guard to never say a word in his life.

Vincent, who was relatively thin, kept looking at the soldiers coming and going, and he could clearly feel a huge sense of disconnection. The person wearing heavy armor exudes a chilling atmosphere, which is a unique aura that takes a long time to form.

If the Silver Hammer were to confront them head-on, I'm afraid they wouldn't get any benefits, and I heard there were more than two thousand such people.

He stopped thinking about the strength of the Patriot Army. Even if these veterans were elite, it would be difficult to form a truly large-scale force due to the size of Kislev. After that, just dealing with the Chaos in the north would be a headache. There may be room for expansion southwards.

"How it goes, hopefully we don't miss the most important battle."

Elvis said a few words casually. As the prince's herald, he had been exposed to too many races, so he had a bit of a diplomat's nature, and his tone of voice was not too stiff when speaking.

"You came just in time. The positions we advanced in the past two days have been counterattacked. We lack the maneuverability to advance and can only stand in a stalemate with the vampires."

Lack of mobility power pathways? This sentence made Vincent take a look at Elvis, who looked normal. The strength of the giant horned viper was obvious to all. The war to exterminate the beastmen in Duncan Wald Forest could end so quickly. The elf's surprise attack played a big role. The three parties gathered together to kill perhaps 20,000 to 30,000 beastmen.

Leave No Trace nodded to express his understanding. He was not only here for the purpose of support. The Elector of Oster ordered to pay attention to the political tendency of the Patriot Army.

"I'm relieved to hear you say that. Kristoff and Zigsmian are still gathering their troops. Maybe Oster will be able to steal the show this time."

Vincent's sophisticated words made a subtle smile appear on Elvis's face. If he couldn't guess this little bit of thoughts, his ten years as a herald would have been in vain. He just wanted to understand why Magnus suddenly Will release the two strongest forces in his hands.

But he didn't want to answer this question and kept nodding, "That's for sure. Even I know the name of the stubborn bull. I hope that the Silver Hammer and the Mor Knights can perform better next and let the generals of the Patriot Army understand. Friendship in the Osterland is very important.”

Vincent was not surprised by this answer. Without some means, the giant horned viper would definitely not be able to move smoothly in the empire in a short time. Elvis was the only human-like elf among these arrogant Caledor nobles, at least. He can also take the initiative to speak Imperial language.

"Okay, okay, I hope that the giant horned viper can do more activities in Osterland next time. The Elector is very grateful to you."

"As long as he forgets my last name, maybe this will go more smoothly."

During the chat, the two sides kept testing. Some things would lose their charm if they were explained frankly. To achieve a successful handover, one must make the other party seem to understand but not seem to understand at the same time.

Walking to the command room, Elvis kindly reminded, "You'd better look at the face of the man in the golden dragon armor later. The Champion Warrior is more similar to me. He is friendly to humans, but the Flame Knights are all A staunch Blood Faction, please don’t say strange things.”

Vincent rolled his eyes at him, his beard trembling a little. He would not participate in war discussions like interrogating nobles. Silver Hammer's tone was not very friendly, and it was aimed at the creation of Chaos.

When he walked into the conference room, which was only thirty square meters, he saw two elves in dragon armor. One of them was covered in golden light, like a little golden man descending from the earth.

The other one only has golden dragon wings decoration on the shoulder armor, which looks relatively plain. The only strange thing is that the armor is not painted in Caledor's usual red color, but ice blue.

Surrounding the other side of the sand table were two tall Kisli ladies, and a Skink at the other end.

"Very well, since the empire is already here, let's get started." The general said without any explanation, announcing that the discussion had officially begun.

Elvis, who was originally standing at the door, silently walked to the Skink Priest. He was participating in the war meeting as a representative of the Sotek Sect. Although everyone knew the actual situation, the superficial work still had to be disguised.

Vincent and Eleanor walked to the table, took out a bull's head wooden sculpture from their arms, and placed it on the table, indicating that this trip was only to represent the ideas of Osterland.

Although the Mor knights were transferred from Sylvania, their chapel is in the north and can be regarded as the core force of the Oster Territory.

"Your number." Rascal took the initiative to take command, not intending to let the empire act according to their ideas. Even though he was just a nobody in the past, he already had enough prestige under the title of saving the motherland.

Vincent didn't pay too much attention to this matter. The special environment in the north of the empire made the existence of Kislev particularly important. If the Patriot Army could win, some necessary sacrifices would still have to be made.

"The Silver Hammer has 2,400 people, including 400 knights, and the rest are retainers. The Morr Knights have 3,200 people, 300 knights, 50 priests, and the rest are the same." (End of this chapter. )