Chapter 251： Winter City (Part 1)

Ta ta ta...

A war horse galloped past, shaking the dew that had accumulated on the flowers and plants on the roadside all night to the ground.

The knight on the horse was full of anxious faces, constantly whipping the horse under him, as if he was still dissatisfied with such a speed of travel.

But soon, he had to slow down.

Because a group of sentry riders appeared in front of them, and looking at their armor and flags, it was clear that they were soldiers of the Uman family.

The law of 咴法——

The horse stopped slowly, and the knight on the horse shouted at the Uman family whistle that came up: "I am the deputy commander of the Golden Lion Army-Knight Louis, is the Earl Uman nearby?"

The leader of the sentry captain took a few glances at the Lewis Cavaliers and nodded: "Please follow me."

After a while, the Louis Knight followed this team of sentries to the Uman family camp.

Looking around, Louis found that although the order in the camp was still in order, there was still a trace of terror and confusion on the faces of the soldiers.

Obviously, Earl Uman barely managed to conquer the rebellion army after experiencing the camp whistle, but the mental state of this army is not good, and I am afraid it will not be able to withstand a big battle.

"Knight Louis, where are you going in such a hurry?"

Count Uman looked at Louis Knight with a smile, and it seemed that the previous camp screaming storm did not cause him much trouble.

The Louis Knight also put on a friendly smile, and stepped forward and said, "My Lord Earl, I should be in the same destination as yours."

"Oh?" Count Uman's eyes flashed. "Where do you think my destination is?"

The smile on Louis Knight's face grew brighter, and he said every word:

"Winter City!"

Count Uman's pupils shrank slightly, but his complexion remained unchanged, and he asked faintly: "Why do you think I will go to Winter City?"

Knight Louis smiled and shook his head and said, "My Lord Earl, at this time, let's not cover up anymore."

Count Uman nodded and said frankly: "Well, in that case, I will tell the truth. I have old enemies with Viscount Anglia. You were the riding teacher of Master Joyce, and we don't want to see it. Miss Vera inherited the title of Duke of the North, so cooperation is the best choice."

"That's right!" Knight Louise exhilarated, stretched out his hand and placed it in front of Count Uman.

Count Uman immediately understood, and stretched out his right hand, shook hands with the Louis Knight.

An alliance is reached on this.

Knight Lewis immediately suggested: "Lord Earl, our top priority now is to control Wintery City and not let Vera return to the city with the Golden Lion Army!"

Count Uman nodded in agreement, but his tone was a little solemn: "I previously discovered that the Golden Lion Corps was fighting with the Dawson family armies. Is the battle over?"

The Lewis Knight sighed: "It's over, the Dawson family suffered a fiasco."

Count Uman suddenly shuddered, and said in a hurry: "Then we must get to Wintery City as soon as possible! Do you know how many troops are still in the city?"

"There are only 8,000 city defense forces in Winterfell, and the combat effectiveness is not strong. How many troops do you have now?"

"Thirty thousand."

"That... it's really tricky..." Knight Louis frowned.

When he entered the camp just now, he observed that the Uman family’s army was not in good condition. What's more, Winter City was the strongest city in the North. If it were to be attacked, 30,000 people would not have a short time. The grasp of the attack.

"Of course you can't attack!" Earl Uman shook his head, "We two went into the city first, found Master Joyce, pledged allegiance to him, and asked him to preside over the overall situation as the Duke's first heir, so as to control Lin. Winter City, put my army into the city."

"Okay! Just do it!"

After the two reached an agreement, they acted immediately.

Count Uman handed over the army to the family knights as commander-in-chief, and he and Louis knights led a team of cavalry to the Winter City first.

...

At this time, the city of Winter was shrouded in an atmosphere of solemnity.

The news of the death of the Duke of St. Hild has been transmitted to the Roaring Castle through carrier pigeons, but in order to avoid causing excessive panic, the news was only spread among the nobles, and the civilians in the city were still kept in the dark.

Fortunately, since the outbreak of the rebellion at the beginning of the year, the city of Winter has been under martial law. Therefore, although the guard in the city has been strengthened at this time, it has not caused more panic.

After night fell, the city of Winter was completely quiet.

Because the city defense army imposed a strict curfew, after eight o'clock in the evening, the streets were completely empty, only teams of soldiers patrolling.

The thick and heavy city gates had long been closed firmly, the tall suspension bridges were all pulled up, and the thick black iron ropes looked extremely cold in the dim light.

The soldiers of the city defense army who watched the night had become accustomed to such a cold night. They did not yet know the news of the death of the Duke of St. Hild, so they did not appear to be too flustered.

What's more, the tall and solid walls of Winter City gave them a strong sense of security. In their opinion, even if a rebellion encircled the city, it would not be an easy task to attack it.

On the tower of the South City Gate, several city defense officers were still quietly playing the Kwent card, and standing next to them were under the abdomen responsible for watching the wind.

But suddenly, the police whistle at the head of the city suddenly sounded, scaring several officers hurriedly cleaning up the game, then took up their weapons and rushed out.

"What's the matter?" the officer asked breathlessly.

The soldier pointed to the city, where there was a rapid sound of horseshoes, and then dozens of shadowy cavalry were holding torches and approaching the city gate.

When the cavalry came under the high wall, a familiar voice came up:

"I am the Louis Knight, deputy commander of the Golden Lion Army. Please open the city gate!"

The officer in charge of the night apparently recognized the voice of the Louis Knight, and shouted down loudly:

"Sorry, Lord Louis! Lord Duke is dead. It is strictly forbidden to open the gates of Winter City at night, so I will put down a hanging basket to pick you up."

"Two! There is Count Uman beside me!"

Because before Earl Uman surrendered to the Golden Lion Army, the Knights of Nelson sent someone to report to the Winter City and also sent the heads of Penny and Lawrence. Therefore, Earl Uman was an officer of the city defense army at this time. He is no longer a traitor in his eyes.

However, if Earl Uman came alone, the officer might not be willing to let him go. After all, this guy has a history of betrayal, and he must report to his superiors before making a decision.

But because Louis Knight was personally accompanied, the officer did not suspect that he was there, and ordered two baskets to be put down, and Louis Knight and Count Uman were picked up.

After entering the city, the two did not stay on the tower, and immediately rushed to the Lion's Roar.

After entering the castle, he was told that Master Joyce had fallen asleep.

Knight Louis was a little impatient, and even asked the butler Delinden if he could wake Master Joyce.

But the butler shook his head indifferently, signalling everything to wait until tomorrow.

The two of them had no choice but to go to the guest room to rest under the leadership of the attendant.

The night was deep, but Knight Louise tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. Distracted, he just got up and wandered. Then I found that the light in Count Uman's room was still on, and apparently the earl was not asleep either.

Thus, the Louis Knight knocked on the door of Count Uman.

Count Uman welcomed him in, poured two glasses of water, and handed one of them to the Louis Cavaliers. Then he asked: "Do you know who the butler Delinden supports?"

The Louis Knight drank, and hesitated: "It should be Joyce. After all, Vera was sent to Yeville to study arcane arts by the Duke of St. Hild very early, and there shouldn't be much friendship with the butler."

"Perhaps." Count Uman also calmed down at this moment, and suddenly felt that his plan with the Louis Cavaliers was still a bit rough after careful consideration.

After thinking for a moment, Earl Uman deliberately said: "I think we can not rush to see Master Joyce tomorrow."

"Why?" Knight Lewis got up from his chair anxiously.

He thought Count Uman was scared, and quickly persuaded him: "It's all here, and it's too late for you to regret it!"

Count Uman stretched out his hand to signal to Knight Louis to stay calm, and then solemnly said: "The butler's non-cooperation made me realize that the previous plan was a bit too rough. We must first find out the situation in the city.

For example, who is in charge of the current order in Winterfell? Who controls the city defense army? What is their attitude?

In addition, there are churches... I remember that the Diocese of the North has just changed a new archbishop? Do you know this person? "

Knight Louise shook his head irritably: "If there is enough time, of course you can do this, but don’t forget, the Golden Lion Legion is retreating. If we can’t control Winter City as soon as possible, it’s up to you to be outside the city. Can that army really stop the Golden Lion Legion?"

"You misunderstood what I meant..." Count Uman just wanted to explain, but suddenly stopped.

Knight Louis was puzzled, but he heard light footsteps outside the doorBoom!

The two looked at each other vigilantly, and then Count Uman stepped forward to open the door.

"Butler Drinden! You are so late, what's the matter?"

The old housekeeper of the St. Hild family stood outside the door blankly, smiled when he saw Earl Uman, and said, "Are you two still asleep? I just happen to have something I want to show you."

"Oh?" Count Uman raised his brows and said quickly, "please come in."

Butler Delinden walked into the room, nodded to Knight Louis, and smiled: "Knight Louis, you are there too."

Then he took out a roll of parchment from his pocket and said lightly:

"The Duke of St. Hilde made a will, you two, would you like to see it?"

"will?!"

Count Uman and Louis Knight couldn't help but exclaimed, their eyes fixed on the parchment scroll in the hands of the old butler, and they could no longer move them away.