People in Aurora are determined to fight chaos

Chapter 242 Emmanuel

The war room in Nuln was brightly lit.

But the atmosphere was extremely depressing.

The disastrous defeat at Phaidolf destroyed not only the city but also the bulk of Nuln's army.

"Everyone, silence is not the way to solve problems!"

Dame Emmanuelle sat in the center, breaking the suffocating atmosphere.

"You are right, my lord." Jubal Fok swallowed his saliva. "We cannot change the tragedies that have already occurred, but we can prepare a new round of defenses and build fortifications outside Nuln as originally planned..."

"Very good!" Emmanuel nodded with satisfaction.

Elspeth suddenly interrupted them: "According to the original plan?"

"Of course..." Jubal coughed lightly. "Master Elspeth, please forgive my previous objection to the plan of holding on and waiting for help..."

"If I had known this would happen, why did I do it in the first place?" Elspeth emphasized.

"Enough, Elspeth!" Emmanuel stopped her, "There's nothing wrong with our decision... Even if the entire Wissen County falls, Nuln City cannot withstand the flames of war!"

"It's the second largest city after Altdorf!"

“The second largest!”

Emmanuel emphasized his words at the end.

It was as if Nunn was sacred and inviolable in her heart.

"No matter how big a city is, if it can't provide shelter for the people of the territory, then what good are its strong walls?" Elspeth sneered. "To make the banquet safer?"

"Espeth?" Emmanuel's breathing suddenly became heavy upon hearing such sarcasm.

"That's enough!" Theodore Bruckner's eyes widened as he stood by. "Elspeth, how dare you disrespect the Baroness like this? Don't forget who took you in!"

"Theodore is right," Jubal replied. "Elspeth, if Lady Emmanuelle hadn't stopped the witch hunters, you would have been expelled from Nuln as a suspected vampire!"

Hearing the protection from his two men, Emmanuel raised his swan neck again.

"I will never forget your kindness, my lady." Elspeth suddenly felt a wave of sadness rising in his nose. "Please forgive my loss of composure, my lady."

"This won't happen again, Elspeth."

Emmanuel smiled triumphantly, "Continue the military meeting. I will personally preside over it. We must come up with a plan that will allow us to hold out until reinforcements arrive!"

"Understood." Jubal breathed a sigh of relief. "Sir, our limited forces are no longer able to maintain three lines of defense... I propose that we recruit militia from within the city."

"Recruit militia? They may not even be able to lift a sword!" Theodore shook his head and had no hope for the residents of Nuln.

"Then forcibly recruit them!" Emmanuel didn't bother to care about that. "They should defend their homeland, of course, for their own sake!"

"But sir, they are untrained, and the spears in their hands are no better than fire sticks..."

"Trust them. Besides, you are here with us, Theodore." Emmanuel chuckled. "My champion warriors, under your leadership, they will fight bravely!"

"My lord, you can always trust me!" Theodore clenched his right fist. "I will lead them to defend Nuln to the death!"

"I will never doubt it, my champion warrior!"

After Emmanuel dealt with Theodore, he looked at Jubal.

"We still have some sealed artillery pieces we can use," Jubal said. "This time we'll deploy them directly on the city walls and place the shells in compartments inside the walls so they won't get wet in the rain."

"Very good. It seems that choosing you to lead the Nuln Gunnery School was absolutely the right decision."

"I will never let you down!"

Although Emmanuel did not understand military affairs, he at least understood human nature.

The Battle of Nuln is now unavoidable, and there can be no loss of morale in the army.

"Elspeth, can I still give you the skies of Nuln?"

Emmanuelle finally looked at Elspeth, her beautiful pupils reflecting the latter's face.

Elspeth took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.

"Please leave it to me, Lady Baroness."

Comments on Emmanuel.

The people of Nuln once considered his lifestyle extremely decadent.

The same is true.

Party, endless party.

Emmanuelle madly released her desires and consumed her beautiful body.

This is not uncommon among the imperial nobility, and is even too common.

But Emmanuel was the rightful Elector of Wiesenland.

Even the Imperial Emperor Karl Franz had to show respect to her.

Can such a woman really be simply described as a slut?

The answer is no.

A simple combat meeting brought the entire Nun community back to unity after their disintegration!

Hope still exists.

the other side.

"Isn't this Nuun?"

Seeing that there was no movement in his ceremony, Tamer Khan finally guessed a possibility.

Seyir dragged a living person over and said respectfully, "Master, we have captured a survivor. He said this is Phaidolf, and Nuln is further northwest..."

"What did you say!"

Hearing that he had come to the wrong place, Tamer Khan was furious.

He walked angrily towards the survivors of the massacre, whose rotting bodies were covered with swarms of flies.

"No! Spare me!"

The imperial man begged for mercy, but could only watch the Khan lift him up like a chicken.

"Open your mouth!"

Enraged, the Nurgle Champion crushed the man's face with his might.

Immediately afterwards, foul-smelling flies swarmed into his broken mouth.

The man struggled in pain.

But his body began to swell visibly until it became a ball of flesh like a rubber ball.

bang——

The man's body suddenly exploded.

Countless maggots crawled out of the remaining half of his body, like a pool of wriggling paste.

"Let's start again!"

After the execution, Tamer Khan's inner anger finally calmed down.

The end of his journey was near.

He must present an absolute gift to the Lord Nurgle!

He must successfully ascend to the demon realm through a perfect ritual!

He wanted to prove that his love for Nurgle's loving father far surpassed that of all his sons!

One morning two days later.

The mist has not yet dissipated and the sun has not yet risen.

The alarm bells of Nuln were rung, and the rapid sound of the bells spread throughout Nuln.

now.

Everyone knows that the devil is coming.

"Go to your posts!"

"Move quickly!"

The troops began to mobilize and the guns began to be loaded.

The war has not yet begun, but the smell of gunpowder has begun to fill the entire city.

"How long will it take for our reinforcements to arrive?"

"One day? Two days? Who knows?"

"Come on, we might not last an hour!"

The mist left Tamer Khan's army of maggots nowhere to hide.

The latter also has no need to hide.

At this time, green no longer represents health, but the most painful death in the world!