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"You've worked hard, have a drink of water," Roland picked up the cup and handed it to her. She took it but didn't bother to drink it, and shouted, "Your Highness, they're here!"
Sure enough, it's coming! Roland's heart tightened. He had guessed it a long time ago, but this was also the first hurdle for his rise! If they didn't come, it would be bad. He didn't want to take the initiative to start a war. He still had to hold the righteousness in his hands. Moreover, it was time to test the First Army of Border Town!
Roland was still thinking, but Lightning squeezed next to Nightingale and stretched out her little tongue to lick Roland's scrotum.
"Sister Nightingale, let me lick it too. I haven't eaten your highness's big cock for a long time!"
Looking at the greedy Lightning, Nightingale had to give up her position and leave the licked slick cock to Lightning. Lightning swallowed it into his mouth in one bite, licking it while making a satisfied sound.
Seeing this, Nightingale couldn't help but ask: "Lightning, don't you have a bunch of little brats following you? What's wrong? Can't their little cocks satisfy you?"
Lightning sucked Roland's cock hard for a few times, then spit it out and stroked it slowly with her little hand.
"Well, how can I put it? These little brats are full of energy. After they fucked me, they thought about this all day long. As soon as I went over, they pulled me into the room. Their mouths, pussies and anus were all left empty. But how can I put it? They are little brats after all. The semen they ejaculated is light. It will be boring if you take too much. Your Highness's big cock is better. The semen it ejaculates is thick and white. Lightning is my favorite!"
Roland looked at Lightning, who looked like she was poisoned by semen and rubbed her pretty face on his cock. He couldn't help but reach out to grab Lightning's small breasts.
"You little slut, I think you just want to be fucked. Next time, let Iron Axe's big cock teach you a lesson and you'll know how powerful you are!"
"I just like your highness's big cock, but those little brats have big imaginations. Let me show you a little!"
Lightning said as he floated upside down and swallowed the cock again. This time, because it was an upside-down position, the cock easily entered Lightning's tight esophagus. Lightning's little hand grabbed Roland's belt, and his legs in white silk opened wide, and the hairless and tender pussy wrapped in white silk appeared in front of Roland.
Roland naturally buried his face in Lightning's crotch without hesitation, sniffing the fragrant pussy with his mouth and nose, and Lightning also used his ability to start stroking Roland's cock up and down with his esophagus.
Nightingale looked at Lightning's skilled look and knew that he must have tried it on those little brats countless times. Should she go with Lightning to try the quality of these little brats next time?
Roland hadn't fucked Lightning much recently, but he really missed it. After all, Lightning was the first witch he had ever lost her virginity to, so she was very special.
Although he knew that Lightning was having an affair with a bunch of little civilian kids, Roland didn't care. Instead, he was more excited when he thought about Lightning's pussy being poked by a bunch of little kids with their dicks, and he worked harder to nibble on Lightning's pussy.
He had originally wanted to have some fun with Lightning's body, but since the nobles of Changge Fortress were coming, he still had to give them some necessary respect. Roland didn't hold out for too long and ejaculated in Lightning's mouth. When Lightning licked his dick clean, Roland officially called for action. It was time to show his fists.
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The huge fortress coalition army slowly walked on the road to the border town.
At the front of the team was the knights formed by the six families of the fortress. From the armor and dress of the knights of each family, we can see the difference in the strength of their families. Without a doubt, the most eye-catching ones are the knights under Duke Ryan. Their mounts are all short-tailed horses from the capital, which are good at long-distance running and are larger than other horses. The knights sitting on the horseback look even more majestic. Their armor is made uniformly by the fortress's "Hammer and Dragon Tooth" blacksmith shop. The thick, silver-shining chest is carved with a huge lion head, and the shoulder armor is two wolf heads, as if they are roaring. The cloaks on the back are embroidered with exquisite patterns, and there are red ribbons tied around the waist.
These knights are not just for show. After the end of the Demon Month every year, they are responsible for going out of the city to clear out the remaining evil beasts and ensure the smooth flow of land. Everyone has accumulated a lot of combat experience. In terms of single combat, they are not much worse than the Knights of the Capital, but they are slightly insufficient in number - of course, it is already a very amazing expense for the Duke to gather an elite knight force of 150 people.
Duke Ryan looked at this sharp division with satisfaction. There was no doubt that with their strength, no one in the West could stop him.
Walking in the middle of the team were the mercenaries. Their equipment was much inferior in comparison. Most of them wore some old mail or plate armor, either without gauntlets or helmets. Some were only equipped with cheap leather armor, and their weapons were also of various types. They were scattered along the road, in groups of three or two, talking and laughing loudly as they walked, as if this trip was not for fighting, but just a spring outing.
At the end of the team were the free people who were forcibly conscripted by the lords. They dragged wheelbarrows carrying food and tents, and slowly followed the mercenaries. The difference in marching speed made this team of about 1,500 people very long. The knights in the front had to stop from time to time to wait for the people behind to catch up.
"My lord," Count Elk Hilte Medela pulled the reins to make himself and the Duke go hand in hand, "We are still half a day's journey from Border Town. If everything goes well, we should be able to arrive at Dog Hour (4 p.m.). At that time, should the troops rest for a night and take action the next morning, or immediately launch an attack on the lord's castle?"
"Do you still want to sleep in the wild?" The Duke smiled, "I think we should lie on the big bed in the castle at night instead of in the wet mud. Of course, the face of the royal family must be taken into consideration. After arriving at Border Town, I will send an envoy to persuade him to surrender."
Count Honeysuckle was walking a little ahead. He turned his head and said, "The knights have been walking for a day, and both the men and the horses are tired. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to attack directly? After all, Roland Wimbledon relied on his few miners to safely survive the entire Demonic Month. I think we should be cautious."
"Haha, it's okay that others don't know, but don't you know the details of the evil beasts, my old friend? They are indeed terrifying in the wild, they move swiftly and have amazing strength, but if there is a city wall, most of the evil beasts are just targets. After all, they are just a group of wild beasts." Count Elk shrugged and said, "I'm surprised that he can build a city wall so quickly, but it's impossible for this alone to withstand my knights, right? They are not brainless idiots."
"That's right. And I also received a message from the north," Duke Ryan said casually, "This year Hermes was attacked by a large number of hybrid evil beasts, and the New Holy City almost fell. The reason is still unclear, but it seems that this year's evil beasts are all heading for the Holy City, and the Western Territory is just a few that have slipped through the net."
As the master of the Western Territory, his attention is not only focused on this remote place. There are spies stationed in major towns for many years, who continuously transmit the latest intelligence from all over the country to him. The tragic battle in the north was not the main point. A few days ago, he received a secret report from Cliff City, saying that a fierce battle broke out between the new king Timothy and the Queen of the Blue Water, Garcia, in the Eagle City in the south. According to previous news, Timothy's troops should arrive in Eagle City in a month.
The letter did not mention the course of the battle, but only recorded that when Timothy returned from Cliff City, there were only a few troops left, and he was even unable to block the road as he did when he came. Some people also saw a huge fire in Eagle City, and the rising black smoke column was almost level with the clouds. Residents of the surrounding towns witnessed this spectacle.
There is no doubt that no matter whether the Queen of Blue Water died at the hands of Timothy or not, such a tragic loss is a serious blow to the new king. This secret letter made Duke Ryan eager to take action. He sent several groups of confidants to the capital and the East Territory overnight, hoping to find out Timothy's current situation. If this war between the two kings has a chance to destroy the new king's unstable regime, he definitely doesn't mind adding another torch to the fire.
If you want to be an independent king, now is almost the best opportunity. The soldiers in the north are buried at the foot of the Holy City. The south has just experienced a war and obviously needs to lie down and lick its wounds. Not to mention the East Territory and the capital, I'm afraid they won't be able to recover in a few years. As long as he can get a group of people to eat up the north, he can tear Graycastle in half. By then, the territory and population he owns will be comparable to the Kingdom of Everwinter in the northernmost part of the continent, and his strength can completely compete with the two places in the southeast of Graycastle.
And he, Osmond Ryan, will be the first king of this land.
Thinking of this, the Duke smiled smugly. He hoped that after ending this farce today, he would immediately take the prince back home tomorrow. If he was lucky, he would be able to receive good news from his confidants in the castle in three days.