Chapter 1337 - 1255: Secretly Crossing into Narran

Chapter 1337: Chapter 1255: Secretly Crossing into Narran

"Arrive in one day, an airship?"

Despite multiple confirmations, the vampires in a castle outside Changge City still couldn’t believe their ears.

This was almost like a scene from ancient Norn mythology.

Not only was Herring Castle relieved, but the siege of Cheese Castle and Pigeon Fortress was also lifted, and several armies were wiped out by the Norn army along the way.

By the Eternal Lord above, it was the Norn army!

Moreover, originally thought that only the Royal Court possessed flying soldiers, how did the Holy Alliance also acquire them?

"How high can their airship fly?"

"Around three thousand meters..."

"Bullshit!"

The castle was immediately filled with curses, albeit tinged with a bit of fear.

Except for a few prince-level vampires, stable flight at one thousand meters was a height difficult for them to reach.

Three thousand meters, perhaps only a prince-level vampire exhausted would barely accomplish it.

Where did this Holy Alliance suddenly emerge from?

With the Royal Court’s millennium heritage, they have cultivated blood contract guns and many count-level vampires, how is the Holy Alliance growing stronger each year?

It seems that the rate of improvement is faster than they had imagined.

However, after passing through the initial shock, the Central and Southern armies unanimously turned their fire on the Northern army.

The main target was the spokesperson of the Northern army in this area—Bokkins. (with Lakunio commanding in the Roaring Corridor)

"Lord Bokkins, didn’t you say that this time we would definitely break through the Norn people’s defenses? Where’s the breakthrough?"

"Didn’t you say the Northern army’s plan went beyond this? Where then? Let me hear it."

"Oh, are you blushing?"

Under several taunts, Bokkins, a vampire, somehow turned red despite his pale complexion.

He tried to speak several times but ultimately swallowed his words, leaving only a few fellow officers of the Northern army, who then slammed the door and left.

"Knowing the Holy Alliance has such weapons, we need to be cautious with our giant eagle tactics when attacking them," Konyaz said sullenly.

"In that case, let the Northern army transition to a defensive stance," a Southern army vampire noble teased.

Another Central army vampire from the Southern clan immediately joined in, "Since you’re transitioning to defense, taking fewer spoils shouldn’t be a problem."

"Isn’t defense a military achievement? You were also on defense before, so return those achievements..." The remaining two Vampire Dukes from the Northern army immediately retorted.

"Why should I return them?"

"Then go plead your case to His Majesty Serafe!"

As the quarrel continued endlessly, a few vampires quietly approached Konyaz.

"Lord Konyaz, our advance is too rapid, we need to secure the rear."

"Yes, although the happiness potion is effective, it’s struggling to keep pace with our expansion."

"If you insist on your ways, I’ll report to His Majesty Serafe."

Their implication was clear—they believed the Northern army’s defeat was due to advancing too quickly.

But from Konyaz’s perspective, could they afford not to be quick?

Perhaps other vampires do not understand, but as the highest envoy of the Royal Palace Guards, Konyaz knew a few secrets.

Serafe is the descent of Lilith, not as powerful as the true Lilith, but at least possessing half of Lilith’s command and will.

Originally, she descended into the mortal realm, with her human form specially preserved by the Sorrido clan—that was an unprecedented artificial witch.

Under Lilith’s strong soul, the artificial witch’s lifespan was virtually infinite, requiring only periodic slumber and reboot.

But for unknown reasons, Lilith’s human form was lost, and according to Serafe was orchestrated by Misery.

The four conditions for the True God Witch’s descent were Lilith’s and Misery’s true souls, as well as Lilith’s Heart and Misery’s Head.

Initially, descending into the mortal form offered endless life and opportunity.

And yet Lilith was staged by Misery again, resulting in her descent into Serafe’s body.

Serafe was an old vampire, with lowly bloodline and a not-so-long lifespan.

Plus, due to several life-gambling operations, like the volcanic reforging of the Blood Race Holy Grail, much of her lifespan was exhausted.

Despite gaining prince-level strength through the blood feast, her lifespan remained unchanged.

Although the specifics of how many more years she had left were unclear, it was a maximum of ten years.

They were unsure of the resistance level from the Holy Alliance or potential mishaps, hence planning couldn’t be delayed—the Empire must fall within five years.

One year had already passed, a third of Norn (the Roaring Corridor’s Bear Castle Territory) was conquered, and within the Leia Kingdom, the Windmill Ground, Golden Horn Bay, and Eagle’s Claw Bay were also seized.

Due to the black legion’s delay, the originally scheduled dispatch time was behind; it couldn’t keep up with the progress.

It should be known that the original plan of the Royal Court was to advance simultaneously from the north and south.

The first year to annihilate Leia, occupying the entire northern Norn.

The second year to annihilate Falan, occupying the entire southern Norn.

Assemble the strength of all servant armies and use within three years to both suppress the empire’s internal resistance and completely eliminate the Holy Alliance.

Of course, this annihilation refers to defeating their organized army and normal government, barely maintaining a cooperative puppet government state without demanding complete conquest.

Like Lakunio and Prince Kongdai’s son, these were prepared for the puppet government.

Now after a year, Leia has only been taken one-third, while north Norn has been taken two-thirds.

This is already severely slowing down the progress.

The most important point is that many vampires, not vampires of the opposition, but rational vampires of the allegiance party, feel the plan is too radical.

They don’t harbor other thoughts but feel that the risk is too great, unnecessary to take risks.

Moreover, the lands seized this way may not be governed for long. It’s better to proceed step by step, planning for ten, twenty, or even fifty years.

But could it be that Konyaz needs to tell them that His Majesty’s life is not long?

That would be even more terrifying, for an autocratic ruler, the most inseparable secret is regarding health issues.

Even just a little suspicion is enough to cause division and trigger a terrifying internal battle.

Konyaz can only present this desperate and stubborn stance, advancing according to the plan while suppressing different voices.

Fortunately, Lady Lilith ultimately empathizes with him, using divine power to bring a new focus to Konyaz.

"The matter has already happened, no need for further discussion." Konyaz growled suppressively, silencing the vampire’s quarrel, "I have a new plan, regarding Falan."

"Speaking of Falan." Prince Vladislav suddenly spoke, "This morning, a delegation suddenly sailed south, entering the Nao’an River, saying it was acting under your orders. Are you aware of this?"

"I am aware," Konyaz nodded, "I ordered them to march under daylight, crossing the river to Golden Fleece Beach."

"To Golden Fleece Beach?"

After a brief silence, several vampires stood up in fear: "That is Falan’s territory, heavily guarded. Sending a delegation of five thousand vampires is just handing over battle merits!"

"Lord Konyaz, what is your intention?"

"Lord Konyaz, were you not bribed by humans?"

Upon seeing the words these vampires spoke from the heart, Konyaz felt relieved.

Because this shows the intelligence’s confidentiality was well maintained, and secondly, these vampires remained loyal, even able to confront him for the greater good.

"This is not the case," Konyaz still retained a mechanical tone, "It’s not that I was bribed by humans; rather, it’s the opposite."

"The opposite?" Prince Vladislav was the first to react, "The Falan leaders over there were bribed by us?"

Konyaz pulled out an unsightly smile: "To blame, King Charles VIII can only blame himself for hastily using external power to consolidate authority, which forced people to revolt?"

On February 7, 1461, the Great Monarch advancing towards Changge City suddenly sailed south.

Aside from leaving the Central Army to continue besieging Changge City, the remaining forces launched a surprise attack on the heavy town of Golden Fleece Beach border, Khan Fortress.

The Khan Fortress City Guard was coerced by local nobles, Count Sarkan and Turos, to open the gates and surrender.

The two were instantly converted into vampires by Prince Vladislav and bestowed with Lilith’s blood, immediately becoming Count-level vampires.

The twenty thousand Royal Court army officially broke through Falan’s Nao’an River defense line, directly approaching the capital city of Golden Fleece Beach.

......

March 1461.

Rapids City.

"Not again? Why did you screw up too, kid?"

Horn slammed the battle report onto the table with a loud noise, then helplessly covered his forehead and sank back into his chair.

He had just resolved the Norn crisis, was dealing with Alexei’s plan, and now something had happened in Falan.

Though knowing they are on the front lines and prone to exposing flaws, these flaws shouldn’t be this massive, right?

The Holy Alliance also borders the Royal Court at the Shattered Stone Plain, yet why haven’t they had major trouble?

"At least, at least, Charles is a smart man; he wouldn’t do anything too outrageous," Horn gasped, "Write him a letter of condolence, advising him to strategically retreat, abandoning Golden Fleece Beach if necessary."

"But Your Majesty," Deputy Evangelist Alfonso hesitated repeatedly, "King Charles seems to be preparing to assemble an army to rescue Golden Fleece Beach."

"Why?!"

"It seems because the Falan Queen Mother is currently vacationing at the Golden Fleece Beach’s spa palace..."

"...Damn it, this old woman!"