Lord of the North

Jason breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and pinched the last card, the starlight dissipated, but the hero he was expecting did not appear, because the dots of light gradually gathered at his feet, where slowly of cohesion.

Slowly, it condensed into a long sword with a strange appearance.

The moment the sword took shape, thunder and lightning flashed in the hall Jason was in.

Siegfried in the distance stood up abruptly at this moment, and looked solemnly at Jason's long sword that was shining with thunder at his feet.

"This is?"

Jason's eyes shook, and he slowly reached out and grasped the strange long sword through the shining thunder and lightning.

The seemingly irritable Thunder didn't hurt Jason at all, and he just held it in his hand.

Name: Kala Deboga (Spiral Sword)

Category: Weapons

Class: Legend

Introduction: The magic sword owned by the hero Fergus Mark Roy. Legend has it that this sword holds the power of thunder, and it is said that this sword can only be used in the hands of this controversial hero. The most powerful force.

And it is said that this sword is the natural enemy of the hero Cu Chulainn. According to legend, Cu Chulainn bears the fate of defeat before this sword.

Evaluation: The power of thunder and lightning resides, not weaker than the powerful weapon of the Three Holy Swords.

Demon Sword Caladepoga!

Jason was pleasantly surprised to hold this legendary weapon that shattered three mountains, and slowly controlled the spreading thunder and lightning, finally revealing its true colors.

Just like its other name, this sword is more like an elongated drill bit, and the occasional flashing lightning shows its extraordinary.

And this sword is said to be the existence of Cu Chulainn who defeated the bloodthirsty hero or the butcher. According to the legend, this is a son of God, but he all bears the fate of failure, which shows how powerful this sword is.

"Congratulations, Your Highness."

It was Tobin who reacted first, and he came to Jason and sent his most heartfelt blessings.

"With this sword, Your Highness, your strength will increase a lot." Siegfried also said, but compared to the envious Astolfo, he seemed much calmer.

After all, his saber is not weaker than Jason's magic sword with thunder.

"It's a pity that it can't help much in this war."

Jason was also very pleased to look at this silver-white long sword. Because his extraordinary power is the attribute of lightning, it was easier to use this sword, but in the end he still had some regrets.

It's just that in the current situation, if this legendary equipment is replaced with a blueprint of some kind of war equipment, maybe he will be happier.

"Even if there is no other help, we will definitely win any war for His Highness."

Siegfried looked serious, and said to Jason in a deep voice that he still didn't know what the predicament Jason was facing, but none of this could hinder him from making this determination.

"That's right, Your Highness, Astolfo will be at the forefront of the battlefield!" Astolfo also pushed over from Tobin's side and said loudly to Jason.

"Of course, no one can defeat us."

Jason was also infected by his carefree appearance, and issued a slightly secondary declaration.

Then he said: "It's getting late now, you go out to find Hassan first, let him arrange a place for you to learn about our environment, and tomorrow we will exchange your views on the war."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Everyone saluted, and then exited the room. Just as they stepped out of the door, they saw Hassan standing outside with a gentle smile on his face.

"Hello, my name is Hassan Sabah."

In the evening of the next day, an army of about 2,000 under the leadership of Siegfried left Dede Town and marched eastward, aiming at the battlefield where Baron Dongte and Roland were confronting each other.

At the same time, a sharp eagle cry resounded throughout Dede Town, and Astolfo set off with the army on his handsome eagle companion.

His task was to find the battlefields of both sides. Although they had a letter from Roland explaining their positions, deviations would inevitably occur in this era of underdeveloped information.

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A few days later, in Baron Dongte's big camp, he wandered back and forth in his big tent. For some reason, the uneasiness in his heart has become more and more intense these days.

Maybe it's because the recent storms against Roland's barracks didn't work, and he was too anxious?

Baron Dongte, who couldn't find a clue after much deliberation, could only comfort himself in this way.

Ever since he and his subordinates made a plan to storm Roland's barracks, he would send troops to encircle and suppress that barracks every day for the past few days, and nearly a thousand soldiers had been lost on the other side. He even used soldiers to pile up four terrifying fighters in heavy armor on the opposite side.

However, the expected serious blow to the opponent's morale did not occur. Those enemies were as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and they would go into the battlefield again with blood-red eyes every day.

Especially the group of soldiers in heavy armor rushing to the front, they are like meat grinders every time they are on the battlefield.

Thousands of soldiers under his command died at the hands of these people.

Now only about 8,000 of the 13,000 soldiers I brought out can fight, and their morale is getting lower day by day because their food is running out.

This news was originally strictly blocked by him, but somehow it got out.

"My lord, we can't go on like this, otherwise the soldiers on our side will mutiny before we break through the enemy's barracks."

At this time, several nobles with tired faces came together, and after entering his tent, they spoke directly.

"So what can you do?"

Baron Dongte asked unceremoniously without even raising his head. They have come here several times a day for the past few days. If he hadn't kept these people to stabilize his soldiers, he would have ordered them to be killed.

Do you really think they can't see their small thoughts? It was nothing more than retreating, wanting to withdraw troops or surrender to Jason.

A group of short-sighted guys, do you really think that Jason will provide you with food and drink as long as he votes for them like other nobles?

I'm afraid that just after you gave up your military power, a butcher's knife will be placed on your neck.

"We have only two options now, either surrender to His Royal Highness Jason, or we gather all the soldiers to launch a general attack on this barracks until the last soldier falls."

A chubby nobleman's eyes were full of red, he was planning to persecute Baron Dongte.

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