Hearing Lord Lorek's words, the senior leaders of Breeze Castle present frowned. It is well known that there are many vampires lurking in Bretonnia. There are some vampires and their relatives in the Blackstone Stronghold further north of Breeze Castle.
The successive lords of Karak-Zfulim have fought against the undead that reside there. On the one hand, it is because these guys have desecrated the land that originally belonged to the Sons of the Mountains.
On the other hand, the more practical reason is that they are blocking the only way to regain the Jinte Mine. There are large reserves of pig iron there, which will be a good supplement to the relatively poor mineral deposits of Karak-Zforim itself.
In the nearly thousand years of fighting, the Blackstone stronghold changed hands many times. The dwarves of Breeze Castle discovered that every time a vampire was defeated, they could quickly pull out an undead army from the Kingdom of Bretonnia at the foot of the mountain. The faith of the Lady in the Lake did not care about the farmers.
This cannot be solved by the runesmiths using the hearth and home runes to clean up the erosion and pollution of the fortress itself. Even if you set up an ambush or use long-range weapons to focus fire to kill the vampire in the lead, the best it can do is slow down the process.
When the dwarves use the Blackstone Stronghold as a bridgehead to continue to fight against the greenskin warbands or beastman warbands occupying the Jint Mines, the vampires will harass their overstretched battle lines, and with the marching speed of the dwarves, there is no lack of air force. The vampires are destined to be exhausted.
Such wars have led to many articles about vampires in Breeze Castle's Book of Hatred, and lords have died under the swords and magic of those immortals. Because of this, the local dwarves have the experience and willingness to fight vampires.
"Are we going to support them?"
"Many of the knights have gone on expeditions. There is a lack of orders in our workshop, and the clansmen are idle!"
"We just had a battle with Gudu at the beginning of the year, otherwise..."
The classic meeting scene of the dwarves once again appeared in this place, everyone expressed their opinions and started shouting. Lord Lorek himself also participated in the discussion, while Snorri, as an outsider, had been drinking tea.
"Compatriots, we must discuss and come up with a result as soon as possible!" After two hours, the tea in Snorri's cup was gone. The local dwarf leaders had not yet reached a consensus.
From his observation, it was not that Lord Lorek had poor control over the territory, but that he himself did not have a clear idea about whether to send troops to help.
"The envoy who came to ask for help, the regent lord of the Principality of Bordeaux, is still waiting in the reception room!" Lord Lorek himself was a little sleepy. He had been busy all day for the welcome at noon and the challenge banquet in the evening.
Snorri perked up when he heard the words Bordreau. This was the wealthier one among the principalities of Bretonnia. Most of Bordeaux's land is arable, with some pastoral areas near the coast.
Her coastline is not too long, but it has a good harbor that is rare in all of Bretonnia. Its location is not too far north, and it has received relatively little impact from the Norscans. Therefore, the city of Bordreau has become an important city in Bretonnia. trading center.
Snorri did not forget the hidden goal of his journey, which was to find possible external assistance, preferably one that could make up for the lack of impact and pursuit capabilities of the dwarf troops.
"What conditions did the envoy from Bordero offer?" Snorri suddenly asked. After he came in, he was sipping tea and suddenly spoke, attracting the attention of the participating tribesmen.
"Uh, it's the same as usual, right? They pay our military expenses, possible pensions, and a full reward after victory." Lord Lorek said.
Snorri's words seemed to represent his own attitude. In the subsequent discussion, the tribe's direction began to tilt towards sending troops for support. Many times all you need to make a decision is a little push.
When the hatred for the vampires and the worry that the main patron group went out on an expedition and the fire in the workshop was extinguished overcame the war weariness caused by the war at the beginning of the year, the tribesmen of Karak-Zfulin made the decision to support.
Lord Lorek decided to set the date for dispatching troops in three days, so that everyone could celebrate the New Year before starting the war.
As for the concept of New Year, the time was basically the same throughout the old world. This is because the first generation of Emperor Sigmar knew the importance of a unified calendar.
In order to ease the difficulty of the work, and to ensure that the dwarves in the mountains and the human empire understood each other's passage of time and strengthened the relationship between the two races, he basically copied what the dwarves had been using for thousands of years and had proven to be accurate. The sexual calendar only changed some of the festivals.
The first knight-king of Bretonnia, Gilles the Unifier, divided the principality, and the unified calendar was still nearly a thousand years after Sigmar. In the process, he undoubtedly copied Sigma's work, and of course also changed some of the festivals.
However, the definition of the New Year is the same. After the New Year, there is just enough time to gather troops to support.
Lord Lorek sent someone to reply to the regent of Bordero and signaled the meeting to dissolve. Before leaving, he made an appointment with Snorri this afternoon. Yes, this afternoon, the military meeting after the banquet has already passed midnight.
Of course Snorri has no objections to this. After passing the challenge, basically the process on the sister-in-law's side has been completed. In principle, he can take the people away now after delivering the bride price. The reason why he doesn't do this is just to wait for the caravan. Just return together.
Tired from the journey and hungover, it was past lunchtime when Snorri woke up.
"Cousin, I heard that you might want to lead troops to support the humans on horseback?" Bahrain asked as he brought coffee.
"No? No, where did this news come from?" Snorri was stunned for a moment. Although this matter was exactly what he wanted, he probably didn't reveal it too much in the previous meeting.
"Just now, a message came from a lady who called herself Reina. She is so gentle!" Bahrain's eyes seemed to have some luster again.
"Rena?" Snorri murmured. He turned around and remembered the maid who opened the door for him and stood guard yesterday.
"Good guy, this Lord Lorek is really willing to mess with me!" Snorri thought to himself, but in connection with his prestigious name - Breeze Castle is the farthest away from the Eternal Peak, and his story is also the most outrageous. ,
Combined with his performance in beating a young talent last night, it is normal for Lord Lorek to want to borrow the power of this "unparalleled warrior".
"Is she gone?" asked Snorri.
"I left after sending the news. I wanted to keep her here for coffee..." Balin muttered.
Snorri nodded. This timely news allowed him to take the initiative in the upcoming meeting.
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