Chapter 1022 (1/2)

East saklan, south of the fault boundary mountain, sunny.

The boundless blue sky and the red sun hanging alone in the sky hide all the brilliance, and don't feel any temperature; Even on the contrary, sunny days and snow seem to be colder.

Taking advantage of this rare sunny day, the Byrne army all the way north accelerated its pace - people are not the main problem. The Byrne war horses from the south are not adapted to the too cold climate of duanjie mountain, forcing the knights to slow down their marching speed to protect these precious comrades in arms.

With the pace of going north, the weather is getting colder and colder; The icy north wind and knee deep snow hit many young knights who were originally satisfied with the expedition.

In their original imagination, they thought that they would follow the path of their fathers in the black Duke era, gallop freely in the snow covered northern land, and their cloak and swallow tail flag flutter; Complete your own great achievements with heroic charges again and again, and turn the enemy into the soul under the tip of your gun.

But in fact, he was wrapped up like a zongzi with a cloak and leather coat, desperately lying on the horse's back to avoid the wind and snow. Even the swallow tail flag gun in his hand had to be put away, or used as a support when necessary.

Let alone gallop, the silly hat that dares to look up when the wind and snow blows has disappeared on the horse's back.

It was not until they saw the shadow of duanjie mountain and the clear sky that the Byrne Knights finally breathed a sigh of relief - but when they thought that they were likely to cross duanjie mountain and advance further north to the ice sheet, they showed complex expressions mixed with pain.

”There are many complaints from Knights recently.”

Riding on his horse, the Earl of storm castle, Aton glenwell, who was immediately behind the black haired wizard, suddenly said, ”it's not to say that he is afraid of the enemy, but that he is afraid of not dying in the battlefield but in his bed and being killed by typhoid and frostbite.”

”Probably because I'm not used to it.”

Looking at the count of storm Castle who came up suddenly, Loren said faintly: ”after all, Byrne is located in the south, and it is normal not to adapt to the climate in the north.”

”Yes, but we used to adapt to this climate; or we should say that we were not afraid of wind and snow.” nodding slightly, the count of storm Castle continued to smile:

”The 'battle of blood skeleton valley' of the sixth generation and the golden shining 'black Duke era' of the tenth generation - Byrne's knights went north, South, East and west again and again... Forests, hills, mountains and lakes; iron shoes and boots crossed all the battlefields.”

”At that time, we fought against centaurs, dwarves, trolls and ogres, demons in the north of duanjie mountain, pirates on the foggy sea, demons and ghosts lurking in the forest... And all enemies who dared to fight with Byrne knights.”

”At that time, under the leadership of heroes, any problem... Was no longer a problem.”

Looking at the high duanjie mountain in the distance, the count of storm Castle suddenly laughed:

”Hahaha... Maybe I think too much. Maybe the black Duke had the same trouble as us, or even worse.

I've heard the stories told by my parents at that time. The famous Duke Roland Turin is a guy who only has ideas but doesn't know what to do most of the time. It's a headache, ha ha... ”

With a few snorts, the gentle Earl of storm Castle laughed loudly, which made the surrounding atmosphere more active.

Aton glenwell, Earl of stormcastle - if everything went according to its original path, he... Would have been the best person to become Duke Byrne.

He is gentle and elegant. He has excellent style, skill and strength in Bain thirteen leaders and even the sky palace. He is deeply trusted by knights and the people.

In a sense, his existence is simply the template of ”excellent successor”.

In the round table parliament that decided where Byrne belonged, he had an absolute chance to become Duke of Byrne as long as he wanted; But in the end, she chose to comply with Charlotte's own wishes and gave her readily available throne to an outsider.

This made Lauren curious, but not so curious - if he didn't really need it, he didn't mind giving up the Duke's position again; As for what the ”hidden competitor” thinks, he doesn't care at all.

Just make sure he doesn't... At least he doesn't have a chance to betray himself before it's over.

The black haired wizard who thought so did not look back, and silently looked at the closer and closer duanjie mountain; The indifferent expression was keenly captured by the count of storm castle.

”You must be wondering why the count of storm castle is so uninteresting. He knows the reason why he was brought out and deliberately comes up... Isn't he?”

With a smile on his face, count Glenville turned his eyes and said as if joking: ”in that case, do you want to find a chance to make him a little accident - it's easy to plant the ice and snow breaking mountain to the Azores.”

Lauren, who was silent, glanced slightly, and the two looked at each other.

The count of storm Castle finally restrained his smile.

”Don't worry, Duke - I did think so, but not now,” said the count of Glenville calmly. ”Especially after seeing you, I am more convinced of my idea.”

”Maybe you're the second black Duke, maybe not; but anyway, in this coming storm, Byrne needs a commander and leader who has a firm goal and can lead everyone... Rather than a simple 'ruler'.”

”Born with plenty of food and clothing, Bain people yearn for a glorious war death, not a comfortable life - I give the latter, but I can't give the former.”

He looked at the dark haired wizard seriously: ”so I figured out that only people like you are suitable to be the Duke of Byrne; only you can let us die with value.”

”For the Byrne, it's more important than living.”

This statement made Lauren frown and looked at him suspiciously.

”Do you really think so?”

”No, I always thought that living was more important than everything.” Glenville shook his head very frankly. ”But twelve of the thirteen earls of Byrne thought so, even the people of storm castle and my relatives.”

”In that case, it doesn't matter what I think.”

Because everyone thinks so, if they don't think so, will they appear too alternative and be excluded?

This guy... Is too realistic.

”No, on the contrary - even in a group, I still think the ideas of individuals need to be respected.”

The Earl of storm Castle who saw Loren's thoughts smiled and sighed: ”but if as a group, there is no core concept and opinions cannot be consistent, it is impossible to form a respected and even awe inspiring force; it is the case for a knight, and it is the case for an earl like me.”

”Even the black Duke is the same - what outsiders respect is not someone, but the power represented by Byrne's thirteen leaders and 100000 Knight legions behind him.”

As they spoke, they looked at the fortress of duanjieshan, which was close at hand.

Of course, there was a group of cavalry approaching this way.