Imperial Crown.

Chapter 136 The Fourth Legion (8 words update )

The riot caused by the Death Hand Cult directly wiped out three of the seventeen counties in the Nord Province, and the remaining fourteen counties, except for the border counties such as Xuefeng County, suffered more or less losses.

Most of the nobles in the three counties near the Fox family remained on hold, while most of the nobles in the remaining eleven counties responded to the call of the Slater family.

Now, apart from the five northwestern counties, only Raven and his three companions have arrived near the city of Mon'en. The other six counties have maintained a considerable degree of organizational integrity, with a total force of more than 30,000!
They also saw the undead army stationed outside the city of Mon'en, and did not choose to continue advancing. Instead, they found a high slope to set up camp like Raven and others, and then sent people to invite Raven and others to join them.

The nobles who could come here were definitely not as useless as Viscount Morgan, but Raven still carefully asked Simon to confirm the enemy's camp and military appearance again and again before going there with Viscount John and Judra.

When Raven arrived at the camp and walked to the central tent, he finally understood why these nobles were able to ensure the strictness of the organization and the stability of the camp.

Because the person sitting in the center of the tent was none other than Earl Tyrone's eldest son, the first heir of the Slater family, the elite centurion of the Iron Legion and the temporary commander of the Iron Legion, a fourth-rank Iron Knight, Minsk Slater!

"Welcome, Viscount John, Baron Raven, and Mr. Judra." Minsk's eyes quickly swept over the faces of Raven and Judra, and landed on Viscount John's face: "First of all, I want to express my regret for Viscount Morgan's experience."

They didn't expect Minsk to be so well-informed. Raven and the other two were stunned for a moment, and then they all showed their sadness just right.

Viscount John said: "Viscount Morgan's sacrifice was indeed heroic, but it is a pity that I was unable to inherit his cause and unify the coalition forces of the five northwestern counties."

"You were able to break out safely and reach the outside of Mon'en City, which is a great help to the cause of justice." Minsk said, and then looked at Raven and Judra: "Of course, you two also made great contributions."

"Since you are all here, why don't you share a meal with me, so that I can show my hospitality?"

Of course the three of them would not refuse.

After all, they were in the military camp, and Minsk was not as corrupt as Morgan, so there was naturally no dance and music. However, there were Angel Tears on the dining table, which surprised Raven.

The meal was tasteless, and both the host and the guest knew it, and Minsk did not finish his words.

But who can blame the nobles for their damn dignity and etiquette?

After finishing the meal, Minsk finally stated his purpose: "Viscount John, Baron Raven, Mr. Judela, now that we have reunited, we should reorganize to improve our combat capabilities."

"Otherwise, facing the raging army of undead, we may not be able to fight and can only repeat the mistakes of the 'Derby Battle'."

The Battle of Derby was the one in which the coalition forces of the five northwestern counties suffered a disastrous defeat.

After the previous preparation, this sentence is not so harsh, and it is also an impeccable truth.

The three of them looked at each other and exchanged opinions. Viscount John stood up and said, "General Minsk, our three families are willing to obey your orders."

I thought that since Viscount John and his men came alone, they would definitely not be willing to accept the reorganization. Now that the process is so smooth, Minsk also breathed a sigh of relief: "In this case, on behalf of the Slater family, the Nord Province and the people of Mon'en City, I would like to thank you three. Your hearts are broader than the sea."

After being polite, Minsk got down to business: "Now, in addition to the Iron Legion, the various noble coalition forces have a total of 27,300 people. Although their number is much smaller than that of the Undead Army, they all have more or less experience in fighting against undead creatures and can be considered elite."

"I intend to reorganize it into four legions. The first three legion commanders have already been decided. They are Viscount Titus of Cambrian County, Viscount Laluen of Seaside County, and Viscount Lancaster of Lanxia County."

"As for the commander of the Fourth Legion, I hope that Viscount John will take the position. Baron Raven, Mr. Judra, and the other dozen nobles will all be under your command and at your disposal. What do you think?"

Legion Commander!
As a noble, who wouldn't want to command a legion? Raven kept this desire in his heart, while Judra's eyes showed a hint of envy.

Viscount John did not refuse: "I, John Ota Luke, am willing to accept this appointment."

In this way, Viscount John became the commander of the Fourth Army of the Allied Forces.

Although there was a disastrous defeat in the previous battle now known as the "Battle of Derby", Viscount John's main force was intact, and he himself was an outstanding fourth-level strength, so he had enough prestige to overwhelm the nobles of other counties.

In the next few days, Raven began to be busy again - to be more specific, watching others busy.

The nobles gathered together and argued fiercely over who would be the captain.

After all, some nobles brought more than a battalion of 500 people, while some nobles brought only 200 to 300 people. How to balance the distribution of power is a big question.

After all, the more people you have under your command and the more elite they are, the easier it will be to stand out, right?

But these have nothing to do with Raven. He just opens his eyes and ears and will never open his mouth easily.

After all, he had already discussed it with Viscount John, and he would take his own troops and serve as the scout captain of the Fourth Legion.

It's not that Raven doesn't want to lead the troops, it's just that he has too few subordinates and he himself has no prestige. If he really forces it, he will only bring humiliation upon himself and be subject to an additional layer of control.

Just look at Judra. He is eager to find a suitable position for himself, so he runs here and there every day, smiling at everyone. Hey -

There is no such thing as the most bendable, only the ability to bend more!

During this period, many people heard that it was Raven who saved Viscount John, and ran to him, wanting to ask about Viscount John's attitude or seek his support.

In this regard, Raven's response is: no initiative, no commitment, no refusal.

He would accept gifts without making any promises and would never offend anyone. He would treat everyone seriously and give them a bottle of Angel's Tears hidden in his space belt before they left.

Doing this actually earned Raven a lot of popularity. At least no one hated him anymore. The various "gifts" Raven received were worth at least three thousand gold coins in total, far exceeding the value of the Angel's Tears he had given away.

There is even a first-level magic among them.

After six days of quarreling, the reorganization was finally completed.

Among them, the troops brought by Viscount John became his personal guard battalion and were not separated; the other ten battalion captains also had candidates, the stronger ones led the troops alone, and most of them were "pieced together" with others, with one serving as the battalion captain and the other as the deputy captain.

Judra was not in a very good mood, due to her bad reputation and the fact that she had only seventy men under her. Therefore, even though she tried her best to curry favor with the people and had the help of Viscount John, she ended up only going to the Third Battalion, not even the deputy captain, and could only command a detachment independently.

At the same time, the army of the Hand of Death began to stir, with about 300,000 undead troops deployed between the coalition forces and the city of Mon'en, clearly prepared for defensive operations.

On April 1194, 4, Minsk held the first military meeting. Hundreds of nobles, big and small, gathered together. If you only look at their armor, they are really majestic. After greeting several legion commanders one by one, Minsk got straight to the point: "Everyone, the Nord Province is now in a precarious situation. Monen City has been trapped for more than four months, and the defenders are very exhausted. Now that the integration has been completed, the matter of attacking and rescuing Monen City will be put on the agenda."

"I have decided to launch the attack in three days!"

Although this decision was somewhat sudden, none of the nobles present objected.

Indeed, the newly reorganized troops were not fully unified in terms of command or training, and were unable to exert their maximum combat effectiveness.

But training cannot be completed overnight. If they continue to wait, how long will they have to wait?
It has been four months since the Death Hand Cult started causing trouble! If we wait any longer, will we have to wait for the troops from the neighboring provinces to come over, take their military merits, and divide the land of the Nord Province?
No one objected, and Minsk began to plan the next military strategy and tactics. After all, it was not easy for the five legions to fully display their strength.

While the military meeting was taking place in Minsk, in the city lord's mansion in Mon'en, Earl Tyrone also received the news from Minsk.

He read the contents of the letter, and even though he knew that his son had integrated the forces of five legions, he felt mixed emotions and was extremely troubled.

"Ugh--"

The Iron Legion is finally here.

The Iron Legion not only has a full complement of 5,500 people, but the core "Iron Brigade" of 500 people is purely composed of first-level iron warriors. It can be said that it is the most powerful military force in the Nord Province!
Neither the "Tooth of Typhon" of the Slater family nor the "Swift Flame" of the Fox family has so many extraordinary powers.

This is the confidence behind its suppression of the Bloody Heights.

But after all, it is a force directly under the empire. Now he has transferred it out without authorization. Even if the Slater family does not die, they will be skinned alive.

"Montreal—!"

When he thought of the name of his mortal enemy, Earl Tyrone clenched his fists.

Over the years, the Slater family has been in conflict with the Fox family.

The two families seem to be competing with each other, but the difference between them can be seen from this turmoil.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that even if the Fox family was not directly involved in the Hand of Death incident, they must have known the inside story in advance, and even fanned the flames, intending to see the Slater family fall.

But even so, the Slater family mobilized more than half of the nobles in the Nord Province to serve them with just a transfer order, and not many people stood on the side of the Fox family.

This is the gap in reputation that has accumulated over the years.

But after this battle, how much of the reputation that the Slater family has painstakingly built over the years will remain?
When he thought of this, Earl Tyrone sighed deeply: "Bishop Thomas, how great!"

Having been in charge of the city of Moon for hundreds of years, the Slater family's tentacles have penetrated into every aspect of the city of Moon. Of course, any signs of the Hand of Death were immediately delivered to Tyrone's desk.

After thinking about it, Earl Tyrone found Priest Thomas, hoping that the Vatican could handle the matter.

However, Priest Thomas persuaded Earl Tyrone not to worry, as the Hand of Death Order had a long history, and even if the flame was extinguished now, it would most likely go underground and cause more serious damage.

It would be better to keep them under your nose, observe them slowly, and then deal with them violently when they are about to make a move.

In this way, not only can the problem be solved once and for all, but the Slater family can also gain a lot of merit.

This was indeed a good idea for the Earl of Tyrone at the time.

It would have been even better if Death's Hand had killed some more nobles - Talon was still worried about what to do with his children.

In order to monitor the movements of the Hand of Death, Earl Tyrone specifically ordered the recall of many Teeth of Typhon.

Afterwards, Priest Thomas proposed to Earl Tyrone that they should withdraw priests from all over the place in advance and concentrate them in the city of Mon'en. By then, even if there was any unrest, a group of priests numbering several hundred people would be able to completely extinguish it.

This is indeed a good idea, and it also contains Bishop Thomas's selfish motives - this can pave the way for Bishop Thomas to be promoted to the Papal States and serve as one of the twelve cardinals.

It is because of his own selfish motives that Earl Tyrone can feel at ease to cooperate with Priest Thomas.

But what he never expected was that the priest was indeed transferred, but he did not come to the city of Mon'en, but to the city of Hovi!
Priest Thomas actually teamed up with the Fox family to set up this scheme! To damage the interests of the empire and safeguard their own interests!

When he discovered this, it was too late.

He still remembers that day, December 12rd, when a vast ocean of white bones rushed towards the City of Mon'en, and there was a skull dragon roaring and hissing in the sky.

"Damn-!"

Tyrone pounded his fist on the table angrily. If he was given another chance, he would never believe Thomas's lies again.

But it is too late to regret now. More than half of Typhon's Fang has been lost, the defenders in the city are exhausted, and the whole city may be destroyed by the attack of the Hand of Death at any time.

Even Earl Tyrone had to pessimistically admit that the arrival of the Iron Legion was too late. All that could be done now was to wait for Montreal and Thomas to come together, so as to completely resolve the current crisis.

But Earl Tyrone had a backup plan.

As long as he can hold on and survive, as long as Meng'en City does not fall completely, he has not completely failed this time!
At this moment, the door was slammed open, and Hyde rushed in anxiously: "Father!"

Tai Long frowned slightly: "Why are you panicking? No wonder you are controlled by a little baron. Stand still and talk!"

"Yes!" Hyde stood straight, but his voice was still trembling:

"...The Hand of Death begins attacking the city again!"

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(End of this chapter)