Norn Star, Skyrim Province, Phocles. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Three years ago, a sudden earthquake once again drew the attention of the entire north to the territory of Phocles, a territory that had been almost forgotten by the Empire. However, it was not the two dozen or so collapsed houses that worried the entire empire, nor the flooding of Lake Irinata, but the heroic cemetery in Phocles, which was almost razed in the earthquake.

The place of Phocles has long been synonymous with the cemetery, a place where even the imperial tax collectors don't bother to pass by, and there is no oil and water. However, it also has its own importance - I don't know how many noble ancestors and legendary heroes who have died are buried here. Although the nobles rarely come here to worship, they absolutely need this place to stay there so that they can always prove how glorious their bloodline is!

The Necropolis was destroyed, and the Lord of West Degale was immediately pointed out by the Thousand Men - even if the natural disaster had nothing to do with him, who happened to be the Lord of Phocles who made him unlucky! All the nobles whose ancestors' graves were damaged were cursing him with all their vicious powers! And he ordered Sidgail to "immediately", "immediately", "at all costs", and "respectfully" and "meticulously" to preserve the bones of their ancestors and restore the graves of their ancestors!

As for making them pay for it? That's impossible; Let them come in person? Sorry, that's even more impossible. Have you forgotten what is the greatest specialty of the Nord tombs? O ghouls, all kinds of resurrected ghouls! With such a large area of tombs destroyed, how many ghouls have to appear, I'm afraid it has become a natural disaster for the undead! On the premise that all the tombs were razed, even Arkai's altar could not be suppressed.

At this time, the fool came.

Their urgency is done for others to see. In fact, when the corpse tide passes, just pick up a few bones, and the magic "identifys" it will become the "ancestral bones", and the nobles don't do too much of this kind of thing. The real noble ancestors are all those old things that the coffin board can't hold down (the more powerful the ancient heroes in life, the easier it is to resurrect after death), and every year they have to dedicate a large sum of money to the church of Arkai to appease, and it is just right to take advantage of the loss of the opportunity!

…… A few days later, the news reached Dugu City, and Phocles really broke out in the undead natural disaster!

Behind the scourge is the necromancer, who has led to the extinction of the Lord of West Dgar, the destruction of the Vorcleus Domain, and the influx of refugees into the nearby town of Helgen.

Just when the empire was helpless against Phocles and the nobles were prevaricating, an old imperial nobleman happened to pass by Phocles at this time. This man is a famous man, has a long family history, has the blood of a god, is a voter of Helsin, and has a slight personal strength among the nobles, and is nicknamed "The Hunter of the Gods" - Albnis.

The old guy was not in a hurry to clean up the undead scourge, but stopped in Helgen Town, helping the town mayor Hadava sort out the refugees, and at the same time sending letters to the imperial capital and Dugu City to inquire about them.

It's a little bit of a good thing to do, hehe, it's a good thing - but they're not surprised, because it's noble. If Albnes had volunteered to work without asking for benefits, their reaction must have been "conspiracy"! Although he has the strength, it seems a little absurd to sit back and watch the undead natural disaster rage, but the rules are like this.

Those who do not follow the rules either have the power to smash all the shackles, or they are prepared to move an inch.

At that time, Lu Yuan had not disappeared, and even the "church reform" had not yet begun, so Albnis's "identity" naturally did not cause fear. The old man was powerful and willing to take care of things, and the empire happily gave the Fawcres collar to Albnes in both hands, and also exempted him from taxes for five years......

Albnis, who then trained the militia and equipment in the town of Helgen, and with Helsin's support, was able to put down the undead scourge in just three months (God knows who did this). Then he inherited the Lordship of Phocles and turned it into a paradise for the followers of Helsin.

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The Phocles Territory was originally located in the southern part of Skyrim Province, and although the average altitude here is two thousand meters, it is far from the snow line in the north, and the sunshine hours are unique in Skyrim Province. And with Lake Irintana in the backdrop, there is plenty of irrigation.

In the past, although the natural conditions of Phocles were good, all the fertile land was used to build cemeteries, and there was no fertile land in the territory, and the grain was mainly imported.

Today's Phocles, after the graveyard was razed by a major earthquake, is full of fertile land that can be reclaimed, from the Gray Pass to the north to Lake Irintana, from the former site of Phocles to the town of Helgen. And the fields around Lake Irintana can become the best fields in the entire Skyrim Province.

To the south of the Phocles territory are mountains and gray passes, which are easy to defend and difficult to attack; To the north is the vast Irintana Lake, which is connected to the White River, and the waterway transportation is convenient, but it also forms a moat; To the west is the vast wilderness of the Gobi, which is also difficult to pass because of the abundance of thieves and orcs; To the east is a series of hills and forests, and a wide road connects the Phocles Territory. The town of Helgen is located on this artery – it is transforming into a mere garrison as a large number of its inhabitants have migrated to the hinterland of Phocles to reclaim new fields.

Perhaps it is almost self-evident that Albnis realized from the beginning that sooner or later the church in Hersings would have to face the challenge of secular forces! Thus, from the very beginning, he planned the Phocles Territory as an independent kingdom that would be easy to defend and difficult to attack. As long as the town of Helsing is held and the fleet is prevented from invading Lake Irintana through the White River, Leader Phocles will be as secure as a dead dog.

Sure enough, for three years - there were miners and slaves from the city of Marcus digging mines; There are farmers from the town of Helgen who cultivate the fertile fields; There are caravans from Rift City that are active in business; There is the spirit of the commander of the high priest Albnis; There are also countless Helsin believers who have been excluded and persecuted in various places, and they have gathered in Phocles with the mentality of pilgrimage, so that the prosperity here will soon exceed that of every city in the sky.

The three consecutive years of bumper agricultural harvests have completely made up for the shortcomings of the lack of grain in Phocles.

In addition, the system practiced by Phocles was also different from that of the kingdom, which was a two-headed system of administration. Albnis was a lord, responsible for noble and religious affairs and military leaders, making laws and plans, and leading the army to war; And Hadawa, the former mayor of Helgen, is now the mayor of Phocles. He is responsible for the specific operation of the administrative system, and does a good job in internal affairs, economy, and military logistics.

The duo's collaboration complements each other perfectly.

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When Xiao Fu arrived here with Sophie's hand, the first thing he saw was this prosperous scene of orderly streets and alleys, curling smoke, and rows of houses.

"Aunt Wicks (little vex's name), it looks really, really big, big! And the house is so neat, so beautiful! Sophie stood on the hillside, shouting happily with open arms. A thousand times better than Wind Rudder City! No, 10,000 times! "Sophie grew up in Windrudder City as a child, and it gave her the impression that there were stones everywhere and the buildings were tall, but cold and impersonal.

Although there are no tall buildings, the neat streets, the crowded crowds, and the city cannot be seen. The smoke of the cooking stove and the smell of dinner floating in the air all give people a warm feeling. Especially Aunt Nan Lixiang told her that this is her city, which makes Sophie feel full of belonging!

The child's heartfelt praise made the soldiers who were walking against them puff out their chests and smile at the corners of their mouths. Groups of soldiers walked past them with their heads held high, wooden shields, and simple armor. They were poorly equipped, but their morale and determination were unmatched.

Yes, the war is coming!

The situation is even more dire than expected.

The modification of the Platinum Protocol between the Somo Elves and the Empire is only the first step; The most important step is to negotiate peace with the Empire under the hint of the elves! When the female supreme king is willing to sit with the murderer, war is inevitable. And the female High King of the Skyrim and Ulfric respectively supported the nobles in the controlled territory to carry out the purge, on the condition that the eight lords of the Skyrim sent troops together to point the sword at Helsin's last land in the world - Phocles!

The Empire made a lightning peace agreement with Stormcloak, and then they withdrew the main forces of their main army from the front line and placed them in Brookwood Town and Nilheim. These two locations are separated from the Throat of the World, opposite the horns of Helgen, just one day's journey from Helgen! They are waiting for the army of the Eight Great Lords to arrive, and then crush the resistance of Phocles in one fell swoop!

"Aunt Wicks, we ...... Can you win? Looking worriedly at the soldiers rushing to the front, Sophie asked in a whisper. She fell in love with the place at first sight, but the bad news she heard along the way worried even the child.

"Of course!" Xiao Fu said confidently. "Since Captain Nan Satoka handed you over to me and rushed back to Rift City in person, it means that at least there will be no problems in Rift Valley City."

What Xiao Annoy didn't say was that Nan Lixiang went back secretly. The superficial information is that "Nan Rika" is taking Sophie to Phorcles, and this "Nan Rika" is of course played by Xiao Fu. Now the chengguan is being confined to a deserted fortress in the name of "censorship", and it seems that it can no longer threaten the rule of Rift City. But once Rift City dares to send troops, then Rift Valley City will no longer belong to the Empire......

"What about the rest of the world?"

"Hmm...... You're more than one mom! ”

*****

Yes, the sword is not out of its sheath, how can you know if it is sharp?

"Woo~woo~~~!!" In the early morning of Baimancheng, one after another horns sounded one after another, urging the soldiers to speed up their pace and gather in the square. The soldiers who had already arrived at the square slapped the dew on their armor, clipped their helmets, put their spears on their shoulders, and chatted with their comrades in a low voice.

The figure of the city lord and his dark elf guards appeared on the balcony of the Dragon Sky Palace, as if looking into the distance. More wagons of grain and hay had packed the roads of the city, and they had to go out of the city before the army, and now they were waiting for the gates to open.

"Open the gates!"

"Open the gates!"

Orders were passed down from the upper city to the garrison of the city guards. The four soldiers who had been guarding the side for a long time should not be lazy, they removed their hinges and pushed the huge gate of Baimancheng open with force - today is a big day for Baimancheng to send troops, and no one dares to make a mistake.

However, when the city gate was opened, everyone saw the surprising scene outside the city.

The white fog sinks into the river, and the frost is all over the ground. A person, a sword and a lonely shadow stopped straight in front of the city gate in the early morning.

Fight for three thousand miles alone, dare to be a million soldiers with a sword!

I'm a dragon slayer, a poison island boy!

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PS: Two chapters a day to the end, try to ensure the number of updates. There are a lot of words in the recent explanations, which are for the warm-up of the next plot. Approaching the end, it is even more important to be calm and quiet, not to be slow.