Chapter 522 (1/2)

Chapter 522: A Drastic Change in the Northern Region

Translator: TransN Editor: TransN

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“What?”

Calvin Kant, the Lord of the City of Evernight and Duke of the Northern Region shouted. He rose suddenly and stared at the messenger with disapproval, toppling his water cup from the side table. The cup hit the floor with a smash, making a crisp, clear sound.

“Your Grace, I saw it with my own eyes!” said the messenger, further lowering his head. “The rebel king breached the city wall of King’s City in just one day. Even the king himself failed to escape. I’m afraid he’s probably dead now.”

“How… could this happen?” Calvin murmured. “It’s King’s City!”

Its blue stone city wall is more than 54 yards high and guarded by thousands of soldiers equipped with catapults and snow powder. No one can break through that city’s defenses unless he has an army of 20 to 30 thousands. Even if Prince Roland had such a huge army, it’s still hard to believe that he captured the city in merely one day!

“They had invincible firearms,” the messenger said in a trembling voice possibly caused by tiredness from traveling the whole night or the shock he had experienced in the battlefield. “They could fire without a break. Their weapons were just too powerful for the knights and even the crazed army of the king. No one could stop them. Anyone who got close to them died or was severely wounded… Compared to their firearms, the king’s flintlocks were cheap, useless iron sticks.”

Calvin’s mind was a blank. His whole world was turned upside down. He felt it was all over.

He had received an order from Timothy, which had required that he should send an army to support King’s City. As the new Duke of the Northern Region, he must follow the king’s order and after some discussion, he had assembled an army of 2,500 by choosing soldiers from troops of the Horsehead Haws, the Snow Fox Lista and his own families. This army had been planning to set out after the snow melted and to arrive at the King’s City two to three weeks after he had received the order. He had never thought that the army would miss the war in King’s City as a siege warfare usually took months.

The army was mostly comprised of mercenary and freemen. Not many knights or serfs were in it, since the plowing season was about to start. However, no matter what kind of army he had sent out, he had already done something that the rebel king would consider guilty of rebellion. He was afraid that his good days were going to be over very soon.

“Edith!” Calvin suddenly thought of his brilliant daughter. “Maybe she can think of something to save us.”

“Go! Bring my eldest daughter to my room!” he shouted to a guard by his side.

Edith soon walked into the study, wearing fitting clothes and carrying a training sword. Her hair was done up in a bun, and her nose was dotted with small beads of sweat. She had been practicing with her sword as usual and now seemed slightly displeased. “I’ve asked you not to disturb me when I’m practicing.”

“I know I promised but we’re in big trouble!” Calvin urgently repeated what the messenger had told him and asked her, “What should we do?”

He looked at his daughter, eager to hear a solution. Edith Kant, the brightest Pearl of the Northern Region, was not only a beauty but also a naturally talented politician and strategist. She had contributed greatly to the success of her father’s rising from an Earl to the Duke of the Northern Region and even the sons of the Kant Family were overshadowed by her.