"And the Empire looks strong, but the sun is going to set soon, and you've seen that with their war with the Volga Republic a few months ago.
Henry III, he heard about the war with the Volga Republic and the Pakistani Empire.
The empire said that it sent troops immediately after receiving the information and captured the Volga River, but the fact is that the Volga River won.
They invaded the lands of the north, defeated the imperial army, and destroyed many areas on the way.
A part of the empire's army eventually won and invaded the republic by another route, but the empire suffered far worse losses.
Furthermore, with that war, the split between the emperor and the nobility worsened.
"As Akali said, the Empire may be failing, but in reality, the sun is still in the sky right now.
The king was unable to make an immediate judgment.
After thinking for a while, he said: "Okay, I will listen to you, but the commander of the Ba Locke reinforcements, will he sit back and watch us join forces with the Volga Republic?"
"It's just a trick."
"You mean yourself?"
Regarding the king's question, Akali nodded with a smile.
"Trust me, because I have a good helper."
Princess Akali of Navarre.
She is the descendant of the Demon Tower, and no one knows about it.
The magic tower is only composed of witches who inherited magic, and there is no magic used in the mainland.
Magic is something she learned as a child and is now in full bloom.
Akali is confident that she will attempt to imprison the Imperial Reinforcement Commander.
"Whether it's the Barlocke or the Volga, they'll be my stepping stones." Once...then it's...huh.
An ambitious smile played on her lips.
When Lin Qing arrived in Avignon with reinforcements, the king and his nobles welcomed him very warmly.
The people of the capital gave them a grand welcome.
The imperial army entering the city stopped in front of the palace as if returning in triumph.
In front of the palace, a dozen senior nobles including the king were waiting for Lin Qing.
"Marquis Lin Qing."
Hearing Zhang Xun's introduction, they all looked very surprised.
First, they were surprised to see that the commander of the reinforcements was a young man. Second, his title was Marquis.
Finally...they were most surprised when they learned that he was a descendant of the famous warrior Lo.
"Didn't he have a bad relationship with the Bar Locke Empire?"
thought Henry III.
"It must have been hard for you to come here."
"Not tired at all." Lin Qing replied.
After the two finished greeting, the nobles standing behind greeted Lin Qing.
"Hahaha, we have arranged a small banquet for you and your knights."
"Although we can't surpass the Bar Locke Empire, we have tried our best."
"It's okay, party, I might
Lin Qing almost rejected the proposal. Behind him were Zhang Xun and other knights with shining eyes.
Their sparkling eyes were hot and passionate.
Their passion is so strong that it may turn to hatred if he does not obey their wishes.
What's going on here? Lin Qing thought.
He was stunned at first, looking at Anna and other female knights who were beeping quietly.
"Uh, there are men..."
"Because this is a very beautiful country, I am very grateful." Lin Qing replied.
Hatred is not much different from normal people, but for the sake of his soldiers, Lin Qing accepted their hospitality.
In fact, Navarre is not famous for its specialties, but Rhodesia is very famous.
"I, it seems I have nothing else to do."
Lin Qing couldn't bear to drink away his subordinates and decided to attend the banquet.
The knights laughed and followed behind the nobles of the Principality of Navarre.
Colorful decor and expensive food.
The banquet was extremely lively, not at all like the Principality of Navarre was setting off huge waves.
But for Lin Qing, the situation is different.
Unlike his subordinates who flocked to the banquet hall like bees looking for flowers, and were caught by those old princes and nobles.
After listening to the wonderful foreign affairs for two full hours, as well as the news of the empire and the imperial army, Lin Qing fled under the pretext of taking a breath.
"Bah! I thought I was going to die."
Out of the royal garden, he moved to a unique place.
And in that place appeared a fluffy fluffy cat and a black bat.
It's the Soul King and Bell.
In fact, Lin Qing was looking for an excuse to breathe because he wanted to meet those guys.
"Is the information clear?"
"Yes Master."
King Ling took the lead in reporting.
For the past five days, he has been collecting intelligence.
...and, of the principality, they gathered at the fortress of Akbar, three days to the west. "
...asking for flowers...
"Akbar Fortress?" Lin Qing asked.
"Yes, named after the lord, it is a very large and strong castle.
Akbar Fortress has about 50,000 soldiers and 120 titans.
"Is it less than we thought?"
Hearing Lin Qing's question, Ling Wang Li immediately replied: "They have had several head-to-head confrontations in the wave of monsters, and they have suffered heavy losses."
The nobles who saw the arrival of the monster early moved forward one after another, almost dying.
The district is represented by the Earl of Cork.
He has rushed to the Western Regions urgently, throwing 20,000 troops, 60 titans, and 300 knights into the monster's lair.
As a result, the principality, which originally had few troops and titans, appeared much inferior.
0...
Lin Qing got a little impatient, and asked again: "What happened to the strengthening troops?"
"As if he was scared, Ribu didn't dare to move.
It seems that they are relying on the high wall to block the monster army.
This is not a bad choice, but it is not a good choice, and there is more than one road to the capital.
It might take some time, but there are other routes to the capital.
"Where's the western prairie?"
Lin Qing turned to Bell and asked: "Bell, bow and report immediately."
"There are many monsters there, but not all the monsters have joined. When the monsters decide to join, the stakes of the principality will be even greater."
"Well, it's not easy."
If Lin Qing hadn't been looking for other options, then all he saw was their losses, not their victories.
They are not in a good position.
But Lin Qing never expected that he would lose.
"Have you ever seen that half-orc called Hellscream?"
Facing Lin Qing's question, Bell replied with an embarrassed expression: "On the way back, I saw him from a distance. He is the most gorgeously dressed among the orcs. Of course he is not an ordinary orc. I was so nervous that I can no longer approach him."
"Oh, to that extent?" Lin Qing said to herself.
Although he is a low-level demon, Bell's sword skills are close to that of a sword master.
But if Bell instinctively feels threatened, the orc hero might be just fine.
"With such strength, even the human army can be fooled.....do you have anything else to discover?"
