Rose Empire

Looking at this route, Charlotte quickly realized the problem - the marching route chosen by the main force of the tribesmen was too tricky.

This route starts from the Silver Wing Camp of the Bonan Principality. The Silver Wing Camp is located at the northernmost end of the common western border between the Empire and the Bonan Principality. Behind it is not only the land of the Bonan Principality, but also the border between the Bonan Principality and the territory directly under the Emperor of the Empire.

Apart from the Silver Wing Camp, this border is undefended all year round. Not only is there no army on the border, but most areas are also sparsely populated. It is like an almost empty corridor, pointing all the way to the Platinum City behind the Principality of Bonan.

"It's incredible. Among the invading tribesmen this time, there must be generals or wise men who are very familiar with the Oran Empire..." Count Philips sighed.

This corridor is very narrow, and I'm afraid that Duke Bonan and Emperor Leopold were not aware of its existence. Those who are ready to find it not only need to have a deep understanding of the geography of the Oran Empire, but also need to know the basic defense situation of the Empire and the Principality of Oran.

"The tribesmen this time are indeed very different. They actually have scouts."

Charlotte also said that in the past, most of the tribesmen who plundered the Principality of Bonan and the Principality of Green Plain were like gangs of villagers from different villages. Although they fought fiercely, they had no organization at all. But this time, the tribesmen not only had a rigorous marching plan, but also a simple organizational division of labor, and had already formed a rough outline of the army.

At this time, Charlotte was a little curious about what kind of person the legendary and famous King Basha was. It would be nice if she had the chance to meet him.

However, Charlotte immediately shook her head and said, "But this is not something we need to worry about right now. What we need now is to leave here immediately."

"Yes." Count Philip nodded and said to Andre, "Go and inform the Duchess that we will set off immediately and don't pack any more luggage that has not been packed."

Andre nodded and immediately went to inform Rosie.

On the other side, inside Platinum City.

After learning of the alarm from the giant eagle, Queen Mary, oh, now the Queen Mother, immediately issued an order to the Royal Griffin Knights, requesting the Knight David Boyan to dispatch ten griffins from the border to rescue Platinum City.

In fact, except for the two principalities of Green Plain and Bonan, which have always relied on the Campe Mountains, most of the Oran nobles don't really care about the tribesmen. In their minds, the tribesmen are probably a group of barbaric insects who eat raw meat and drink blood. If they want to step on them, they can just raise their feet and crush them. No one thinks that a group of insects can capture the impregnable Platinum City.

The only people who were really upset about this matter were probably the nobles of the Duke of Bonan. The tribesmen completely broke through the defense line of the Principality of Bonan, causing great loss of face for the Duke of Bonan and his subordinate nobles.

For other Oran nobles, Emperor Henry's public announcement that he would deprive the Duke of Greenfield of his title was far more topical than the invasion of the tribesmen, and could be used as a topic of conversation after dinner.

"madness!"

Urosh Lindal, with white hair and beard, glared at Emperor Henry who was sitting opposite him and scolded.

"Yes, it was José Melefeld who pushed me down first..."

Henry argued, stiffening his neck.

His order to deprive Henry of his title of Duke of Greenfield was directly rejected by the Lord Chancellor Urosh. The old man refused to seal Henry's decree, but instead scolded Henry and asked Henry to write a private letter to apologize to Jose Melefield.

"It was indeed rude of the Duke of Greenfield to push you down, but do you know why the founding monarch of the Oran Empire, Reinhard Hollowen, conferred titles on the Duke of Greenfield's vassals?" Urosh asked in return.

"Because His Majesty Linhard needs the nobles to govern this vast country for him?" Henry hesitated and gave the standard answer.

"No," Urosh rejected this answer outright, "Because His Majesty Linhard cannot defeat these great nobles!"

"Can you beat them?" Urosh asked again.

"I..." Henry didn't know how to answer.

"You can't beat them, so you'd better write this private letter as soon as possible," said Urosh.

"No, it's impossible. There is absolutely no way I will apologize to Jose Melfield! Don't dream about it!"

Henry slammed the table and stood up, pacing back and forth in annoyance.

Urosh looked at Henry, his expression unmoved, and slowly said, "There is a truth. I taught Emperor Joseph and Emperor Leopold. Now it seems that I need to teach you too."

Henry paused in confusion.

"If you want to become a qualified emperor, you need to learn to beg for forgiveness from your opponents and enemies, even if it means being shameless and servile," Urosh said in a deep voice.

The rage on Henry's face grew.

Urosh looked at Henry fearlessly, his old eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

As time passed, Henry gritted his teeth, the muscles on his face trembled slightly, and his anger gradually subsided as they looked at each other.

Finally, Henry sat back down opposite Urosh, lowered his head, and picked up the paper and pen that Urosh had prepared.

Outside Platinum City, southwest.

A pair of big feet broke through the wind and snow.

After three days of marching day and night, Basha finally saw a dark line in the distance through the wind and snow. He knew that it was the most magnificent city in the Orlan Empire - Platinum City.

"We're finally here." Basha's face, which was almost covered with icicles, showed a happy smile. "If the Orlan Empire is really Iger's territory, then I really have to thank Him. If it weren't for the cover of this heavy snow, we would never have been able to cross the Principality of Bonan so smoothly."

"King, we are all exhausted. Do you want to take a rest first?" A tribal leader asked Basha.

"Rest? Of course you can rest." Basha answered without hesitation, "Divide all the tribes into three echelons, one echelon to attack the city, and the other two echelons to rest."

"King, but this..." Another tribal leader wanted to say something.

Basha glared and interrupted the tribal leader's next words: "I can let you rest, but will the Orlans let you rest? If you don't want to be crushed by the overwhelming griffin knights, then prepare to attack the city immediately!"

After that, Basha stopped listening to the complaints of these tribal leaders and turned around and shouted, "Half face!"

"King." A half-blood giant who was almost a whole head taller than Basha responded in a muffled voice. Only the right half of his face was visible. The left half of his face seemed to have the skin torn off, with the white bones and gums exposed, making him look ferocious and terrifying.

"You lead your tribe and these two tribes as the first echelon to attack the city first! The others rest and replenish their food." Basha pointed at the two tribal leaders who had just spoken and said.

"Yes!"

The half-giant known as Half-Face answered without any hesitation.

Under the oppression of the half-giant, the two tribal leaders who had some complaints just now had no choice but to obey orders.

Charlotte and her group set out from Philips Manor and traveled for half a day before running into a group of birdmen.

"Xia, Charlotte, don't be afraid. I will protect you. These birdmen are no match for me."

Andre held up his sword and protected Charlotte and Renee who got out of the car to check the situation. He swallowed his saliva and comforted his sister.

Charlotte glanced at her brother's trembling sword and rolled her eyes. She was too lazy to complain about this guy who had never been on a battlefield. She frowned and observed the battle situation.

However, if we put aside the combat experience and the ferocity, Andre's words were not bragging. The combat power of these birdmen was indeed not strong, and the squire knights who had not yet awakened could also fight with them for a few moves. But the tricky thing was that these birdmen could fly.

With their flesh wings intact, these birdmen could swoop down from mid-air, suddenly injure one or two people in the convoy who were not protected by armor, and then fly away before the knights of the Melfield family could counterattack.

The knights and knights' squires could only fight back with bows and arrows, but their success was limited. The arrows they carried were also limited and would soon run out.

"Miss, I was reckless and brought revenge upon these birdmen." Ryan Nasazzi knelt on one knee and apologized to Charlotte in shame.

"No, this is not your fault, Knight Ryan. If I'm not mistaken, these birdmen must have just taken the wrong path and bumped into us." Count Philips made a judgment based on his combat experience, but then he said, "However, the fact that the stragglers were able to get here also shows that this time the tribesmen really invaded on a large scale. It's not a good idea for us to keep being delayed like this. There may be more tribesmen ahead, and it's getting dark. We will be in greater danger after dark."

Charlotte also waved her hand to let Ryan Nasaz stand up. After thinking for a moment, she said, "Since we can't go south directly, let's go back, Uncle Philip."

"Look back?" Count Philips was a little confused.

"Yes," Charlotte nodded and pointed to the northeast. "Let's go to Libao, then board the ship at Libao and take the Ryukyu Sea route south. This is a longer route, but it's safer."

Oriole Castle is a small town located east of Platinum City, on the coast of Ryun. It is an important inland sea port and naval port of the Oran Empire.

The Ryūne Sea is the inland sea between the Orlan Empire and the Edissa Empire.

After thinking about it for a while, Count Philips also felt that it made sense, so he nodded and said, "It's a good idea, let's do it."

So, Count Philip ordered his attendants and knights to raise their shields and protect the convoy as it slowly retreated to the northeast.

The birdmen still launched attacks on the convoy unwillingly, but they were unable to stop the convoy completely.

Charlotte got back on the carriage. When the convoy retreated to a hillside with a wide view near Platinum City, Lena, who was riding in the same carriage, suddenly grabbed Charlotte's wrist tightly, pointed out of the carriage window, and said excitedly: "Charlotte, look over there!"

Charlotte looked in the direction Lena knew, and saw a black line rushing towards Platinum City.

Due to poor visibility, Charlotte could only see black lines, but she knew without hesitation that it was the tribesmen beginning to attack the city.

As the black line moved quickly, several tall figures gradually emerged from the black line. They were the size of humans, each taller than an ordinary person, and as they ran quickly, their bodies continued to grow, like mountains rising from the ground.

They are the most ferocious force under King Basha's throne - the hybrid giants.

When they got close to the city wall, the half-blood giants had already risen to eight or nine meters in height. With each step, the ground shook, and with a roar, the flying snow scattered in all directions.

One of the tallest giants roared and jumped up first, and that jump was another seven or eight meters high.

Looking at this majestic and fierce scene, Charlotte felt as if she saw the epic battlefield in ancient legends recorded in the dilapidated murals in the ruins of Luyang City.

The average height of the Platinum City's walls is about eighteen meters, and the giant was about to reach the top of the city with this leap.

However, just as the giant stretched out his big hand and prepared to climb up the parapet, the sound of a bowstring was so loud that the snowflakes in the sky stopped for a moment.

A dim blue light pierced through the snow curtain at a speed that was unattainable by the naked eye.

The giant's figure seemed to be paused in mid-air.

Not until blood splattered did the huge body fly backwards in the direction he came from due to inertia.

"The dragon-shooting crossbow is really scary."

Charlotte sighed softly.

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Volume 99: Chapter 88 Chapter Blood and Fire Platinum City (IV)

With just one arrow, the giant who seemed to have walked out of an ancient mural was easily shot down like a bird with broken wings.

Charlotte had heard that people in some places on the Eagle Continent called the Dragon Shooting Crossbow the "Angel of Destruction". Now she could understand why it was called that.

There were more than one dragon-shooting crossbow on the tower of Platinum City. It was easy to imagine what terrible casualties would happen to the tribesmen who forced the attack on the city when they were shot down from above.

However, Charlotte was in no mood to sympathize with the tribesmen.

When Basha's tribesmen came out of the Campe Mountains, they only brought the necessary weapons and two or three days' worth of food. Although they had obtained some "food" when they attacked the Silver Wing Camp, they had not attacked any large towns since then in order to hide their whereabouts, and naturally they had not seized any supplies. Now the tribesmen had basically eaten up all the food they had.

Basha ordered the army to replenish their food. How else could they replenish their food? Of course, they carried out the glorious tradition of the tribesmen - looting.

There are many villages, manors, and farms around Platinum City. Of course, it is winter now, and there are definitely no fresh fruits and vegetables in the farmland, but the tribesmen are not picky. The villagers, serfs, and slaves in those villages, manors, and farms are already acceptable ingredients for the tribesmen.

Charlotte felt that the tribal warriors might think that the nobles' meat tasted better, otherwise, it would be hard to explain why more and more tribal warriors surrounded them.

“Ahhh, help…”

A young and strong porter was caught off guard by a sticky flesh tongue and then dragged out of the circle formed by the knights and squires around the caravan.

A group of hungry tribesmen rushed forward, and with their sharp claws they cut open Li Fu's stomach, taking out the delicious, tender small intestines and liver and eating them first.

"This really doesn't look like a group of tribal people." Charlotte muttered to herself as she looked at the tribesmen around her.

"This, this, this, doesn't this look like the tribesmen?" Andre said palely, pointing at the scene of cannibalism.

"That's not what I'm talking about, brother. Look..." Charlotte raised her hand and pointed as she spoke, "The tribesmen closest to us are those lizardmen with hard scales... well, let's call them lizardmen. Behind the lizardmen are those halflings who like to use bows and slings. Further out, there are also mobile and agile centaurs cruising around. And then, there are birdmen in the sky, monitoring our movements at all times."

"These races have clear divisions of labor and each performs its own duties. Although their coordination is still a little rough and lacks tacit understanding, they have already formed the prototype of an excellent army. It is hard to imagine that they are the mob that the knights of the Green Plains Principality talk about, who can't even rob."

Charlotte crossed her arms and sighed. She certainly didn't think that the knights of the Green Plains Principality were lying collectively. The scene before her only showed that the tribesmen had made tremendous progress in the past two years.

"We are surrounded, how can you still have the mood to say these things?" Andre was almost crying.

"Aren't I surrounded whether I'm in a mood or not?" Charlotte replied calmly.

Charlotte knew that Andre's reaction was not due to cowardice. It was simply that the scene of the tribesmen eating humans was too horrifying.

Although the circle formed by the knights and their squires was still moving slowly but steadily towards the northeast, as long as the circle showed a slight flaw, the tribesmen would suddenly launch an attack, catching them off guard and capturing one or two people from the caravan to share and eat.

There were also people who didn't like eating raw meat, so they built a fire and cooked near the convoy. When the aroma of roasted meat wafted over, someone finally couldn't control his emotions...

But not Andre.

A young squire knight broke down. He dropped his spear and left the circle howling.

Count Philip, who was in charge of commanding the circle, frowned, but when he saw the servant's original position, he did not scold him immediately.

Charlotte's expression immediately changed when she saw this. She shouted without hesitation: "Knight Garcia!"

Jarrod Garcia understood what he meant, and he drew his bow and arrow from beside the saddle, and shot down the squire knight with one arrow.

Seeing the flaw in the circular formation, the tribesmen launched another attack without hesitation.

“Hiss, hiss, hiss…”

A lizardman with four wings of light on his back led the way, wielding a clamp.

In fact, this race with hard scales is not called Lizard People. Their tribal name should be "Herlik People". Hellik means scales, so it should be translated into Oran language as "Scale People". However, it makes sense for Charlotte to call them Lizard People. They have scales and can eject their long tongues to attack or hunt. They really look like lizards.

A tall guard beside Count Philip immediately rushed forward with his shield raised. He was also a four-winged swordsman.

The two four-winged warlocks with extraordinary physical fitness collided with each other, making a sound like an explosion. The terrifying force directly broke the large steel shield in the guard's hand.

Fortunately, the loophole was plugged in time, and the circular formation did not collapse because of one person's desertion.

“Hiss, hiss!”