Chaos Crown

Chapter 178, The Eve of the Great War

PS: This book will not contain eunuchs, please rest assured, I said that two days ago because the dialogue with the emperor in those two chapters was indeed a bit lengthy, and someone in the background interacted with me kindly because of this, although I Deleted the comment, but I also feel that the plot is indeed a bit procrastinated, and the pace will be accelerated recently, and the time when the protagonist owns the territory is coming soon.

Aaron eventually managed to persuade Leonard to give up that unrealistic fantasy.

If the eighty paladins and priests were unable to successfully complete the task, then Leonard would take four of them and go with the orcs already on guard. This would be a return to the old way.

The old way - refers to the way to heaven.

Leonard reluctantly accepted Aaron's opinion, but from Aaron's point of view, the main reason why the headmaster would accept this suggestion was that they encountered enemies. The four paladins were dead, one disabled and two slightly injured. Possibility to continue planning.

In the chill of night, several people gathered together to discuss the next plan.

In any case, Aaron's team has successfully completed their mission, and the next question is whether to continue to participate in the next big battle?

Leonard naturally has nothing to say, and Aaron will definitely participate in the war. The power of Khorne is just around the corner, and it is only a little away from unlocking. There is also his fief, and he will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

"How could I be missing in this kind of thing?" Disma's attitude was also very simple, and the second senior was delighted when he heard Zhan.

"I am Aaron's watcher. If there is him, there is me!" Eleanor held Aaron's arm. The pastor's attitude was firm, and the half-elf lady looked at her lover, and she had already thought about what would happen to Aaron. Unfortunately, she is by no means alone.

Eleanor Dinefur is a vigorous woman. She has identified Aaron in her life and never regrets it.

Damn it, seeing Eleanor's expression, Disma involuntarily replaced Pastor Su Lun with Miss Lysa, Aaron with himself, and the scene in the courtyard of the nursing home in the afternoon.

The fist is hard again, hard!

Varo didn't force himself anymore, he said that this trip has gained a lot.

As for Robert, the cousin is very free and easy: "I have worked hard, and I am satisfied ~ Aaron, I will wait for your good news in Suzal."

"Thank you, brother, you are good." Aaron gave Robert a big hug.

The attitudes of these people were not out of line with Aaron, but when Maximian stepped out of the team and walked over to Varo and Robert, Aaron's expression changed slightly: "Mark? You..."

"It's enough, Aaron, it's enough." Maximian smiled apologetically, and the Juggernaut monk put his hands together: "I've done enough, let's stop here."

"Cousin, the big battle is just around the corner, how can you back down?" Aaron frowned, and looked at Maximian who suddenly chose to give up, with a hint of displeasure in his tone: "You give up at this time, How will I reward you with meritorious deeds?"

"I don't expect merit or anything, Aaron, my cousin." Maximian stretched out his hands with an apologetic expression. He pointed to the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, and then showed the beauty of his hands. Callous, shaking his head with a wry smile: "From my appearance, can you tell that I am only 23 years old?"

"Because of the sins of my grandfather and father, I was exiled to Guangze for ten years. For ten years, I changed from a 13-year-old boy to a middle-aged man now. All my clan members except Aaron and you Sister Anna, they are all dead."

"After paying such a huge price and escaping from the hunt, I was granted the kingdom's amnesty. I am very grateful to you, Aaron, so I am here, and I am willing to help you, no problem."

"But the next war is the war between the kingdom and the orcs. I don't plan to participate. I have done enough for this country."

"So, let's call it a day."

Maximian reached out his hand to stop Aaron's persuasion, he just shook his head: "May I be self-willed once? Aaron, please."

"Okay." Aaron didn't force it in the end, he watched Valo, Robert, Maximian and others leave.

"Hmph~ I didn't expect that your cousin is already a monk, and he still has his own calculations in his heart. Seeing the situation is so bad, he is afraid that he will disappear!" Disma showed disdain, and the two The senior folded his arms and walked to Aaron's side and said.

"This is only part of the reason." Aaron sighed: "Strictly speaking, he is the last bloodline of Salian's direct line. After so many years of noble education, it goes without saying that Mark attaches great importance to inheritance, and he is also worried that if We are all dead, Anna has no one to take care of him, I promised him in advance, and I can't go back on my word."

"What's there to worry about?" Leonard said puzzledly, "Aaron, are you a person who doesn't keep his word?"

Aaron didn't answer, he just met Eleanor's eyes, and the two exchanged ideas with a tacit understanding and reached an agreement.

Sure enough, in his cousin Maximian's heart... he still had resentment towards Cormier.

Ten years of exile will change a person. Only time can slowly heal the pain left in Maximian's heart by the wind and snow in Guangze, swamps, beasts, and poisonous insects.

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The camp of the Arabel Restoration Army.

It was already night, and the torches lit up the camp outside the town. Hundreds of tents were stacked together. In just a few days, the speed of the camp's dilapidation was astonishing. Many debris was piled up together, and garbage was thrown everywhere. Yes, it needs to be transported away by trucks. There are not only drunks at the gate of the camp, but also wandering warblers pointing at passers-by.

But these are all normal situations, and Aaron didn't say much. When he was about to go to Ms. Lauer to report his results, a pink hair came out of nowhere!

"——Brother, brother!!!"

Charlotte, the sorcerer's eldest lady, rushed out and almost knocked Aaron to the ground. Charlotte hugged Aaron's waist tightly with both hands excitedly, rubbing her face on his neck crazily.

"It's sister!"

"It's my sister!!"

"Is it my sister!? It's my sister~~~~"

Charlotte's delicious body fragrance diffused into Aaron's mouth and nose, and the younger brother had no time to resist, so the eldest lady said excitedly: "As expected, you are indeed the younger brother, you have successfully returned!"

"Hey, my brother's energy, replenish~" The eldest lady rubbed Aaron's body, and said contentedly: "I haven't seen my brother for a few days, and my sister is about to have a withdrawal reaction~"

"Okay, sister." Aaron smiled wryly and wanted to push Charlotte away, but the eldest lady hugged him tightly.

"Hehe, Miss Charlotte is still so close to Aaron?" Leonard said with a smile.

"She has always been like this." Eleanor came up to the side dissatisfied and tried to push the young lady away. The pastor was furious when she saw Charlotte in this state: "Ms. Carla Denay? You are hindering Aaron's rest, please Respect yourself!"

"Huh~huh~ Of course it's not long enough for my sister to hug my younger brother. Come and let my elder sister see if my younger brother is injured~" Charlotte checked Aaron's body to make sure there was no trauma, and then snorted. , Reluctantly set his sights on Eleanor: "I don't care about other things, Miss Dinefur, this time you are going with your brother, you are naturally responsible for his safety, otherwise, I will I want you to taste my sister's head hammer!"

Sister headbutt?What it is?Eleanor frowned. Miss Pastor didn't want to talk too much with Charlotte. With her super high perception, Miss Pastor realized that this seemed to be a very powerful thing, but she just snorted coldly to express her indifference.

Is your sister's head hammer as hard as my moon hand war hammer?
Leonard and Disma, who were next to them, complained in their hearts once again that Aaron's popularity with women is so good, and then they left.

The commotion at the gate of the camp gradually spread into the camp.

In the luxurious tent, Mannacorn-Anaheim stood on the carpet with his hands behind his back, kneeling in front of him was a young general with the emblem of the Anaheim family.

God Son Benn heard the noise outside and listened to the reports of his subordinates. He was neither sad nor happy, but quietly sighed: "Is that so? You were attacked, so the things couldn't be sent into the city?"

"Yes, please forgive me, Your Excellency!" The young general's eyes were red, he knelt on the carpet and kowtowed heavily, and the magic lamp next to him illuminated his ashamed expression: "I'm sorry, we encountered the orc Goth beast cavalry, In the end, the things could not be delivered to the city.”

"...Okay." Manakorn sighed, he glanced at the young general kneeling in front of him, finally showed a smile of understanding, and helped him up with both hands: "Get up, Dutch, This mission is inherently dangerous, and you also happened to meet an elite orc, so I don't blame you for not being able to complete it."

"As long as you kill the orcs, it's a good job. You must be tired all the way back, so go and have a good rest first." Manakorn said softly, and he patted his subordinate's arm to express his relief.

"Your Excellency!" The young general saw that the Patriarch didn't blame him but forgave him graciously. His eyes were already red from crying. He kowtowed vigorously and slowly retreated gratefully.

Only God Son Ben was left in the tent. He clapped his hands and spread his arms to his sides. Two young maids came up to change his clothes and undress him, and arranged for a bath and rest.

Immersed his strong and slender body in hot water, but Manakorn's expression remained unsightly.

His plan didn't work out.

During this period of time, his advisory group made many plans for him, all for the purpose of winning this war. After careful selection, Manacorn finally chose to secretly transport a batch of sophisticated weapons and equipment and A large number of fuel bombs were sent into the city to hide, and they were killed at critical moments on the battlefield, launching a fatal blow plan against the rear of the orcs.

Now, that plan has failed, and things haven't been shipped to Arabel.

So, is it time to go to the battlefield in person?

Whenever he thinks of this, Son of God Bane subconsciously resents it. His father Bane has always been very repulsed to fight in person, and he is the same. Bane is the father of darkness, the god of disputes, the god of bureaucracy, not the god of battle. He hates fighting and risks. He thinks that the biggest role of his appearance on the battlefield is to boost morale, not to do it himself.

"The killer on the battlefield, the meritorious dog, the one who commands and orders, the meritorious person."

— Bane, God of Tyranny

Let's see when the time comes. Think of a way. It's best not to join the battle in person, but it must appear that I am everywhere. It is better to participate in the whole process of this war. If you collect enough souls, the other side of hell...

Mannacorn was recalling the report of his subordinates in the hot water, and he suddenly had a good idea.

"Come on, change clothes!"

A few minutes later, an unexpected visitor arrived at the tent of Paladin Master Leonard.

The owner of Anaheim, Mannacorn, came to visit late at night.

"Do you know that in order to save you, my family lost a lot of precious goods and 18 lives?" Manacorn didn't intend to enter the tent: "Do you admit it?"

"Yes, I am very grateful." Leonard restrained the disgust in his heart, nodded calmly, and admitted that the Anaheim family did save them. He is a glorious paladin, and he will not lie about this issue.

"That's good, remember, Leonard, you owe me your life." Manacorn flicked his long sleeves and left directly.

The master paladin gripped the hilt tightly, the blade rattled in the scabbard, and a bright red ripple flashed from his sunny eyes, like the river Styx.

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The General Headquarters of the Restoration Army, inside Ms. Raul's big tent.

Aaron stood behind the Countess of Arabelle and reported his mission.

Unexpectedly, Samir was also there. The wizard obviously had a leg injury. He saw Aaron come in and say hello.

"In the end, only the two of you succeeded." Ms. Raul sighed, her disappointment couldn't be concealed: "In this way, there is no way for Tujin to fight with his own strength."

"Hey hey hey~ It's a great luck to get back with a life~" Samir said lazily beside him, the magician was not in a good shape, so he stretched his waist: "If it wasn't for Timorah to bless us , The orcs chased us in the sewer and took the wrong path three times in a row, so I may have to explain it in there."

"Your Excellency, the situation is not good for us." Aaron looked at Ms. Lauer: "The orcs are obviously on guard. Even so, do you plan to send troops?"

"Now we have no other choice, Your Excellency Aaron, and Samir, and I, Millman-Raul, thank you for your contributions on behalf of all Arabel people." Ms. Raul took a few deep breaths, nodded, and she took He took out a roll of parchment and handed it to Aaron: "This is our last chance. Now, we can only choose to suppress the news and tell everyone that everything is going well and the army is about to move out."

Aaron took the parchment scroll. He thought it was a military intelligence report or enemy news.

No, it's just a string of very simple numbers.

The simplest numbers record the most terrifying reality.

The Arabel Rehabilitation Army has assembled for more than 20 days, and has consumed about 80 pounds of grain, 12 pounds of meat, 19 liters of ale, 2 liters of various edible oils, more than 18000 pounds of cheese, and 9 pounds of cheese. Pounds of vegetables, 5000 pounds of dried fruit, 1000 pounds of honey, and countless miscellaneous materials!

In order to maintain the logistics of this army, despite being in Cormyr, Ms. Lauer still organized 3000 pack animals to transport supplies, and the various grains eaten and the food consumed on the road transport supply lines are not even counted. statistics.

In addition, the wages paid to the mercenaries, the wages paid to the adventurers, and the expenses of maintaining the camp, truckloads of gold coins were transported out, temporarily filling the pockets of the mercenaries.

Ms. Raul's meaning is very simple. She has emptied all her savings, and even emptied some temples. At this time, talk about withdrawing troops?
impossible!
Wars are often fought about logistics and attrition.

She was telling Aaron and Samir that she and the army couldn't wait any longer.

In this early spring, she will have a showdown with the orcs in the city of Arabel!
　Updated, ask for tickets~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)