Just as the two sides were at a tense and desperate battle, the ancient and heavy gates of Drehem opened, and a Swadia royal guard rode from under the gate on a fast horse, raising his arms and riding his horse, while shouting: "Lord Mande, slow!" Lord Kant has an order! "Ran to Mander and a few of the Swadia royal guards.

Mande's eyes glared at the death knight in front of him, and the knight's sword was still pointed forward, and shouted: "If there is anything, let me kill this unknown bone frame before I listen!" ”

"That's it, sir. The lord has an order, summons the death knight, and has important matters to discuss. The Svadia royal guard returned.

Mander glanced at the Death Knight with disdain, "Hmph! This time it's your luck, I'll spare your life for the time being. He turned his head and gave an order to the guards: "Someone! Unload his weapon and tie me up! ”

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, even if the death knight is resentful and fiercely resists, he is still subdued by everyone. Immediately, the guards took out a hood to cover his head, tied his hands behind his back, and was escorted to the temple.

"My lord, the Death Knight here."

"Well, you step aside." Mande finished his salute and respectfully retreated to the side of the temple.

"The Death Knight is coming, and I am not welcome, and I apologize for any inconsiderate care. I don't know, the knight is coming, what is the so-called thing? Kant sat in a high position and looked down at the 'distinguished guest' standing in the center of the hall, leaned back in his chair, and asked nonchalantly.

"Phew! You lowly ant who is qualified to ask me! If you know each other, don't hurry up and dedicate the Sun Disk to me, and when he waits for me to open the Lost City, he may consider leaving you low-status civilians and your damned slaves alive! Even when he was taken to the temple, the Death Knight still held his head high and spoke loudly.

"The Death Knight is worthy of being a noble descendant of the Sun God, and this courage is indeed higher than ordinary people. But you said that I am also a lord of one party, so obediently responding, I don't have too much face. In this way, I think the knight is a cheerful person, so I won't go around so many corners with you. I might as well tell you the bottom of it, Drehem's troops and horses have already been assembled, and when I give the order, they will be slaughtered to the north, and your hard-won lost city will fall into my hands, and it will not be a matter that can be solved by saying two words like this now. But as long as the knight cooperates, when the dust settles, what the knight wants, I promise you in my capacity as Lord of Drehem. What do you think of this condition knight? Kant didn't pay attention to the Death Knight's rhetoric, but first slowly threw out his own conditions, and then patiently waited for the other party's reply.

The Death Knight sneered as if he had heard a big joke, and then shouted at Kant with emotion: "You are simply a dream! You even want to get the Lost City! It's ridiculous to want me to bow down to you! ”

"Since the knight toasts and doesn't eat and wants to eat the penalty wine, then I naturally won't be strong. However, "At this point, Kant finally put away his previous nonchalant attitude, and his expression changed suddenly. "The knight may not be able to get out of my Drehem today."

"What? You're going to kill people? The Death Knight heard Kant's words, and there was a hint of contempt in his raised voice. Oh, it is really a lowly low-level person, and the leader of the dignified party has no credibility at all, and he is so rude to foreign envoys! ”

Kant seemed to turn a deaf ear to the Death Knight's verbal assault and plucked out his ears. "Well, the knight is not right. He spoke softly to the knight, but the knight scolded and even verbally humiliated him. Forgive me for the dignity of my subordinates, forgive me, it's been a long time since I've seen such a stupid person. The tone changed, as if he was finally too lazy to do those meaningless superficial efforts to tear this false skin, only to hear Kant say with a cold face: "Come, take the death knight down, put him in prison, and entertain the distinguished guests with 'good life'." ”

"Damn inferior, lowly ant! How dare you treat me so rudely, I assure you, you will pay for it! Damn ......"

No matter how the death knight struggled, the poignant words echoed in the magnificent palace, and the echoes knocked on the strong palace walls one after another, and there was a strange atmosphere.

Kant completely ignored this, watching the scene of the Death Knight being escorted away, narrowed his slender eyes, and unconsciously rubbed his left hand, pacing back and forth in place, "What is wrong?" ”

Was the Death Knight's visit to Drehem just a provocation to show how stupid he really was? No, it's not. He must be trying to spy on my Drehem, knowing that the other side can survive a hundred battles. However, what method is he going to use to convey the message to the outside world?

Immediately, the young lord returned to his throne and gave a cold order: "Gather all the commanders and go to the Consulate to discuss." ”

"Yes, Honorable Lord"

Within a short time of the order, several of the Lords hurried into the Consulate, waiting for the Lord's orders.

Kant sat on the throne, and several generals sat on his right and left.

"Mande, prepare the materials needed for the battle, and prepare enough food and fresh water to ensure the good operation of the rear of the battlefield." The soldiers and horses did not move, and the grain and grass went first. Whether it is a general, a soldier, or a war horse, a chariot or an animal, they all have to eat to live and fight. Reserve resources play a vital role in a war, and they are also an important link that must not be mistaken, so Kant attaches great importance to this.

"Yes, my lord." Mander received the order with a respectful expression.

"Bhandak, strengthen the training of soldiers, do not slacken, and be ready for the upcoming battle."

"Yes, my lord." The head of the Bandakh jaw commanded.

Kant then turned his head: "Bestul, how about sending reconnaissance soldiers to explore resources and terrain and spy on the enemy's military deployment?" ”

"Lord Hui, everything is ready, we have the general information, I will show it to you later." Besture replied.

"Well, okay, by the way, inform the people in the city of the news of the war, strengthen the security and stability maintenance work in the city, and prevent fires in the backyard." Kant tapped on the table and emphatically mentioned. The base camp is a key role in the war, the soldiers are killing the enemy on the front line, and the backyard must be safe.

"Yes, my lord."

Kant bowed his head, and then straightened his expression, his eyes deepened and deepened, and he was dull as if a storm was coming, rolling in his eyes. "Get ready, three days later, march into the Lost City!" "Word by word, loud and clear. Kant knew that this decision, both personally and for his main quest, was a crucial one, a grand war and a war that must be won.