Kingdom’s Bloodline Chapter 63: Burning Blood

　　On the long table at the Imperial Front, Thales exhaled softly in silence.

　　No war is isolated.

　　Suriel’s atrocities twenty years ago led to the resistance that Exeter faced twenty years later.

　　The victory twenty years ago led to the defeat twenty years later.

　　The second prince once again remembered the words of the old crow:

　　 [Before you make up your mind to go to war, I wonder if you should think clearly: Will this really achieve your goals? How many unexpected things will happen from this? What are the additional consequences? What does it mark in the longer-term future? How to calculate the impact on both of you? 】

　　 In the imperial meeting room, Suoduo hummed softly, breaking the silence:

　　 "Just like that, the supply is not going well, and the progress of the troops collecting food is slow."

　　"The siege is unfavorable, and the efficiency of the siege has been repeatedly delayed."

　　"The life and death of the Grand Duke of Longxiao City is even more unknown. After returning with the Dragon Spear banner, there are still only remnants of defeated soldiers, and there are rumors."

　　 Life and death are unknown.

　　 Thales tried his best to adjust his breathing.

　　After listening to the **** feud between Prince Suril and the Freedom League, he suddenly realized that once Selma fell into the hands of the Freedom League...

　　No.

　　 Thales forced himself not to think about the worst possible.

　　 Suduo's words paused, motioning the secret man standing by to continue.

　　The latter nodded:

　　"After that, we inquired some and guessed some: There should be a quarrel among the top leaders of the Northlanders."

　　 The imperial ministers looked at each other.

　　"The nobles who guarded the city had their intentions to retreat, but the arrogant Kurikon Ronnie, the grand prince of Qiyuancheng, had a tough attitude. He threatened the friendly forces not to retreat, claiming to mobilize troops from the country again to help the front line. Success becomes benevolent."

　　 "The commander is at odds, the two sides are ugly."

　　 Thales thought, another poem appeared in the fragments of distant memory:

　　【Snobbishness makes people contend, and heirs are also against each other. 】

　　 Shuoduo sighed and interrupted:

　　"And this is their third mistake."

　　 may have been emotional before, when the ministers here heard of Exter’s fainting move, they no longer fluctuate.

　　The scar-faced man in the secret department said calmly:

　　"Until one day, the banner of the Union of Conmas was raised at the head of the League of Freedom."

　　As soon as he said this, everyone was suspicious again.

　　 "Comus?"

　　 Gilbert spoke in surprise, and then decisively shook his head:

　　 "Impossible!"

　　 "Well, it seems impossible now."

　　 Shuoduo frowned:

　　"But the news played its role: Since then, rumors of Conmas's involvement in the battle have been spread in the Northland barracks, and it is useless how the coach suppresses it."

　　"On the other side, the soldiers and civilians of Fort Freedom, who have been struggling to support them, heard that assistance is coming soon. They are encouraged and confident."

　　 "This is going down and the other is going up, the enemy is going to be vibrating..."

　　 Shuoduo slowly raised his head, his eyes flickered:

　　"The complete failure of the Northerners."

　　"From then on."

　　 Thales looked at the stalemate on the map, feeling a little.

　　 In the next second, Suoduo's language hastened!

　　 "Under the rumors, a guard city noble who didn't want to take risks abandoned the camp in the early morning and retreated one after another."

　　"Maybe he is just out of anger and wants to change the defense zone, or change the ground to collect food. Of course, it is not ruled out that it is a spy..."

　　 A piece of white chess moves under the hands of the military adviser, leaving the original area.

　　" However, taking him as an example, and thanks to the previous disharmony with Qiyuan City, a considerable part of the guardian city lords, without notifying the allies, followed him and retreated together, and the overall front was deformed. ."

　　 Thales frowned tightly: Centered on Fort Liberty, the connected white chess pieces gradually spread out, exposing larger and larger gaps.

　　, like the armor of a hundred battles that had been hacked and hacked, finally couldn't stand it, and cracked.

　　 Sodor Reid slapped the long table with a palm, his face pale:

　　"This resulted in the tired but self-supporting army of Qiyuan City ten miles away, on the forefront of the siege, unknowingly, losing the guard and support of the flanks."

　　 "Expose the weakness of the abdomen and back to the enemy's reach!"

　　 The battle is advancing, and the officials who listened to the military situation were equally serious and nervous.

　　"Maybe it’s only two hours of poor communication, maybe the Northlander’s window of weakness is only 60 minutes, but do you remember the trump card of the Freedom League?"

　　 Shuduo stretched out his hand and retrieved the black knight from the field. When he let go, it had appeared before the white chess line, as if a ghost was haunted.

　　"After Qiao defeated Longxiao City, they reappeared after having disappeared for a long time and grabbed this window."

　　The military advisor clenched his teeth, as if he was going through this battle:

　　"The morning fog has not cleared, they cooperated with the remnants in Freedom Castle inside and outside, and successfully attacked."

　　Suo Duo's language is very concise, but Thales can only imagine the fierceness and cruelty of that day.

　　 "Waiting for the retreating guard city to receive an order from a higher level, when it reacted, forcing the whole army to stop retreating," Suoduo sighed, and slowly stretched out his hand to remove the unstoppable Bai Disorder the game:

　　"Qiyuan City, whose morale was low, was attacked on the back and fought hastily. In the end, the defeat was hard to recover."

　　's voice fell, and there was silence.

　　 "It's ridiculous!"

　　 Viscount Connie couldn’t help complaining:

　　"How can people from the North be so stupid!"

　　 Thales felt mixed when he heard these words.

　　 "Because we are standing here, watching them." Duke Cullen said slowly, but there was a rare sense of solemnity in his tone.

　　 makes Viscount Connie dumb for a while.

　　 "Then what?"

　　 Treasurer, Joker Man calculated to ask:

　　"The army that guards the city is still intact. Although its combat power is not as good as Qiyuan City, it should not be underestimated. It is only a corner of the battlefield that is defeated. It should be..."

　　 But Shuduo's next words interrupted him.

　　"The leaders of the guard city knew that they had committed a big mistake, and they were eager to remedy it and made a decision."

　　"It's not about withdrawing fortifications, stabilizing the front."

　　The military advisor no longer feels distressed. He narrates the military situation without expression and pushes the white chessmen representing the guard city one by one:

　　"It is to return to the division battlefield to rescue colleagues."

　　As soon as this remark came out, some of the monarchs in the room frowned and thought, and some suddenly realized.

　　 "It's about loyalty." Viscount Connie muttered.

　　 Sodor Reid suddenly raised his head!

　　 His eyes swept to everyone:

　　"That was their fourth mistake."

　　 Viscount Connie frowned.

　　 Shuduo lowered his head and gathered the black chess in the Freehold and the knight outside the fort together:

　　"The strategy of the Freedom League is the opposite of that of twenty years: after their victory, they do not seek more beheadings when chasing the enemy, but only seek flexibility, drive away most of them, and attack the elite."

　　 "So, when the banner of the Guardian City arrives on the battlefield..."

　　 The next moment, Thales watched as the fallen white pieces were put together and swept towards the white pieces that were still standing.

　　 an ominous premonition struck my heart.

　　"Most of the tens of thousands of defeated soldiers in Qiyuan City still remain, but they all lost their helmets and unarmed, retreating or fleeing all the way, mighty and uncontrollable."

　　"They are like a flood after a heavy rain, and they irresistibly smashed the battle of the guard city."

　　 Shuoduo’s hand no longer moves accurately, but opens and closes, sweeping the chaotic white chess piece to the east.

　　"What’s more terrifying is that under hunger and fatigue, the despair and fear of failure are like plague. As the defeated soldiers spread to the guarding city army, it caused blind obedience and camp screams. Many people have not seen the enemy. I died of trampling infighting."

　　 Shuoduo's voice dimmed:

　　 "Amidst the chaos, guard the city-the last hope of the Northerners. They were defeated without even fought a few decent battles."

　　"The deaths and injuries of the people in the North are hard to count. The whole army retreated in a hurry, fleeing day and night, and even withdrawing hundreds of miles could not stabilize the front."

　　"There are also unyielding Exeter nobles on the way, trying to gather soldiers and make the last fight, but Xiaoyong's loss to the general situation will not help."

　　 Thales was silent, he seemed to be back in the night of the dragon blood, watching the self-knowing blade guards raise their swords for the last time, counterattack the formation of the black sand collar, and broke him and Xiao Shuatou. .

　　 For some reason, Exeter is a very threatening enemy country, but seeing them defeated in such a humble manner, he felt unspeakable chest tightness and discomfort.

　　 It seems that the hero is short of breath, and the hero is in trouble.

　　 And he noticed that he was not the only one who felt this.

　　"How can this be?"

　　 Gilbert spoke quietly, as if immersed in the past, feeling sad:

　　"The invincible Northlanders, unexpectedly... failed?"

　　 But a deep voice quickly interrupted him, making everyone feel nervous.

　　 "No."

　　"They are far from being'invincible'."

　　 At the end of the long table, the Ironfist King showed a pair of cold eyes in the backlight:

　　 "Just..."

　　 "Incapable of being an enemy."

　　 The king spoke without anger and prestige, and the former officials were silent for a while.

　　 cannot be the enemy.

　　 Thinking of the truth behind "Dragon Blood", Thales felt sad.

　　 If yesterday’s news is still chaotic and cannot be confirmed, there is still a glimmer of hope.

　　 Today, now, the detailed report in the Ballard room tells him clearly:

　　The Northerners were defeated.

　　 was defeated.

　　 There is no room and turn around.

　　 "Xinghui."

　　 Duke Cullen's eyes flashed, thinking about breaking the silence:

　　 "I remember, their strategy against the Yankees, including avoiding the edge and attacking logistical supplies, is to teach the Duke of Star Lake...cough, sorry, the Star Legion of the'former' Star Lake Duke."

　　Star Legion.

　　 Everyone frowned, even the king was no exception.

　　 Shuoduo turned his head and nodded to the secret agent.

　　 The scar-faced man stepped forward again, bowed and reported his news:

　　"According to the latest information, the leader of the League of Liberty who had circumvented the elite and captured the coach of Longxiao City, named Ivan Borado, was a young guest general who was less than twenty this year. "

　　 Gilbert raised his eyebrows:

　　"Guest general? So young?"

　　The scarface man nodded and said:

　　"His father died in a political struggle in the North Sea Kingdom, and he had to flee to the Freedom Castle."

　　"While Exeter was crushed by the army, everyone in Liberty Castle fled in panic, and no one dared to take the lead, Ivan Polado took the initiative and was granted his current position."

　　 Hearing this, Thales remembered the news that Duke Iris gave him last night:

　　【The desperate League of Freedom does everything possible to survive, regardless of dignity, regardless of the cost, regardless of origin or history, and eagerly urge people with lofty ideals from all sides to join the just struggle. 】

　　"Beihai Kingdom..."

The King 　　 pondered:

　　"Is that the barren country north of Kang Mas, the country is chaotic, the king is tyrannical, and there is only an idiot son as the heir?"

　　The secret agent's spy bows again:

　　 "Exactly, Your Majesty."

　　 The king nodded, thinking about something.

　　"North Sea Kingdom, Ivan Borado."

　　 "Although the country is small, it can also cultivate talents."

　　 Jok Manze sighed:

　　"He defeated Exeter in this campaign, and he is bound to shake Westland and become famous in World War I."

　　 Gilbert restrained his emotions, he smiled lightly, and looked at Thales intentionally or unintentionally:

　　"It can be said that the times make heroes, and heroes come out of youth."

　　 On the other side, military advisor So Duo re-spoken to attract everyone's attention.

　　"But in my opinion, the most critical aspect of this battle is not Borado and his troops behind the back."

　　 Shuoduo's palm swept over countless fallen or standing chess pieces, gently covering the city on the map.

　　"and at Freedom Castle."

　　"It is the empty castle inside. With the help of the old and weak remnants after the elite was drawn out, they blocked Exeter's siege army, and finally led the troops out of the city, formed a siege, and repelled the northerners. "

　　"In a few months, they held the strongest edge, held the fiercest offensive, and attracted most of the enemy's attention. Only then did they achieve this classic war of defeating the strong."

　　 didn't think it before, but when Sodor said this, everyone at the Imperial Conference felt something unusual.

　　 Shuduo looked at the scar-faced man from Secret, who once again pulled out a few pages of information:

　　 "In Freedom Castle, the general who commanded the defending city is over forty years old and is a star man."

　　 Everyone was startled.

　　Star people?

　　 The scar-faced man raised his head and gave a name:

　　 "'Anvil' Josh Kenya."

　　 The Imperial Conference was quiet for a moment, and everyone was puzzled.

　　 until the king suddenly said.

　　"Anvil?"

　　King Kessel raised his eyes:

　　"This nickname...sounds very familiar."

　　The secret agent's spies are not in a hurry, nodding to admit:

　　 "Yes, Kenya is a private soldier from the Canstar family. He was once one of the combat officers of the Star Legion. He is also the flower of the fortress and the former deputy of Lady Sonia Sutherley."

　　 "It was Duke John's... personal guard."

　　"and the fugitives of the kingdom."

　　As soon as he said this, a small commotion started in Ballard's room.

　　The deputy of the fortress flower...

　　 Thales was amazed, thinking of the veteran Gerald who had served him.

　　 "That's the case, so the commander of the Free Alliance is the general of the former Star Legion."

　　 Prime Minister Cullen’s question has been solved, and his face is stunned:

　　"No wonder this war is familiar from beginning to end."

　　King Kessel frowned, his focus is obviously different:

　　"The fugitive? What crime did he commit?"

　　The scarfaced man picked up the intelligence, glanced at it, and then stopped talking.

　　 Until Gilbert coughed, he lowered his voice:

　　 "Your Majesty, have you forgotten?"

　　"After you were crowned to the throne, Josh Kenya was rebellious. Not only did he disobey his orders, he also publicly falsely claimed that the culprit who killed Duke John was..."

　　 He didn't go on.

　　The ministers also bowed their heads and silenced.

　　 King thoughtfully:

　　 "Oh."

　　The scar-faced man from the secret department coughed and took this embarrassment as soon as possible:

　　 "In short, we are investigating Kenya's deeds in recent years and the reasons for its sudden appearance in this war."

　　 Kessel nodded.

　　"So, this is the battlefield?"

　　 Shuoduo exhaled heavily, as if he was going to expel all the depression brought to him by this war.

　　 "That's right."

　　 The military adviser hummed, and he threw away the last white chess in his hand at will, seemingly ironic, but also irritating:

　　"Qiyuan City was betrayed and defeated in shame."

　　"The tactical mistakes in guarding the city make it difficult to save the situation."

　　 "Longxiao City lost its backbone early, and its army was distracted, and it was useless."

　　 Thales lowered his head, pretending to massage his forehead, and closed his eyes from an angle no one could see.

　　 little slippery head.

　　Selma.

　　The Grand Duke of Longxiao City.

　　 Lost Rebellion Army.

　　 Life and death are unknown.

　　 The girl who walked carefully toward the throne, but couldn't even lean on the armrest of the seat appeared before his eyes.

　　The boy felt a pain in his heart.

　　 He put her in this position.

　　 But the situation is rotten, the reality is broken, the fate is cruel...

　　 Thales clenched unconsciously, whimpering with his heart.

　　 Who can save her?

　　 Can anyone help her?

　　Who can...

　　 protect her?

　　 "Then, on the battlefield," the king's voice sounded faintly, as cold as ever, and Thales's unbearable mood was once again cooled:

　　"The general situation is over, the northerners who have been retreating steadily..."

　　 Thales rubbed his forehead, demonstrating his sadness, while just wanting this imperial meeting to end quickly.

　　Unbelievable, when he worries about the ridiculous things like banquet wine glasses here, his friend is suffering and suffering a terrible fate.

　　 Thinking of this, he couldn't help the guilt and pain in his heart.

　　 But the king’s voice continued to be heard, which made people irritable:

　　"How did they later..."

　　"How about turning defeat into victory?"

　　 Thales opened his eyes suddenly!

　　 At that moment, his thoughts even froze.

　　What, what?

　　 Northlanders, turn defeat into victory?

　　 how...

　　Prince Thales gently put down his forehead fingers.

　　He raised his head politely, expressionless.

　　 I saw no surprise at the Imperial Conference, but the same question was puzzled by everyone present.

　　 They are not surprised.

　　 That means...

　　 means the result of the war...

　　 Thales controlled his breathing and pressed his left hand on his knee, not looking at Gilbert's worried expression.

　　 "Of course."

　　 Sodor Reid nodded solemnly, and he stretched out his hand and moved to the pile of white chess that had fallen into a mess.

　　 Thales' eyes were nailed to his hand.

　　 There seems to be world truth there.

　　The military advisor gently picked up a white chess piece.

　　 put it back on the chaotic map, the most conspicuous location.

　　 At that moment, Thales suddenly recognized it:

　　 That is one...

　　White Queen~IndoMTL.com~ The female grandfather of Longxiao City who was lost in the chaos army and whose whereabouts is unknown. "

　　 Thales' breathing was stagnant.

　　 "Selma Alex Walton."

　　 At the Imperial Conference, everyone in the audience listened carefully to the military adviser's words, and listened to the latter's tone of surprise and emotion.

　　 "We don't know what happened during that time."

　　 Shuoduo gritted his teeth and seemed to be unable to understand what he was about to say:

　　"But when she reappeared and miraculously reversed the situation..."

　　"Regardless of the army or the people, whether the enemy or your own..."

　　 "Everyone, call her—"

　　In the Ballard room of the Fuxing Palace, the military advisor of the royal family, Sodor Reid, looked at the white queen standing proudly on the map, with unspeakable fear and solemnity in his words:

　　 "The fiery blood dragon."

　　 The voice fell.

　　 At that moment, under the eyes of everyone's doubts, time seemed to stand still.

　　 Blazing blood... Real dragon?

　　 Thales stared at the white chess blankly, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

　　 No, Thales, you ridiculous fool.

　　 You made a mistake.

　　This white chess...

　　 A small voice sounded in the heart of Duke Xinghu, as if to mock his stupidity and self-righteousness:

　　 She is not the queen.

　　 No. .

　　She is white——

　　Queen.