MTL - Heroes of Silver Moon-Chapter 629 : Carrying the coffin to the death!

"What, all those chambers of commerce have run away?" Simon stood up in shock.

"That's right, except for the Royal Chamber of Commerce and the Noble Chamber of Commerce, all the other chambers of commerce have been emptied, and they have fled the Silver Moon Kingdom by sea." Prime Minister Medel replied helplessly.

Most of the carriages in the capital are in the hands of those chambers of commerce. Once they leave, they will not be able to recruit enough carriages and supplies.

"The same goes for the Magic Guild. I didn't see a single person, and they disappeared early." Clifford echoed.

This time, the royal mage group finished playing with the army outside the Great Wall. Some of the remaining mages were in the Fortress of Buluo, and some were in the navy. It was impossible to follow them to fight.

Now the folk mages are running away collectively again, without magic assistance, it will undoubtedly make the battle even worse for this already obviously disadvantaged battle.

"These bastards!" Simon slammed his fist on the table, and then sat down with his forehead in despair.

How much money do those chambers of commerce earn each year in Silvermoon Kingdom? How much convenience did the royal family provide to the Mage Guild, and how many gold coins were allocated?

As a result, in times of crisis, people only care about protecting themselves, and don't care about your kindness at all.

In the final analysis, enfeoffment is such a virtue, there is no such thing as national interest at all, and everyone is only acting for their own interests.

The people didn't run away because their families, land, and property were all firmly tied to the Silver Moon Kingdom. If they went to other countries, they could only become beggars and live on the streets.

Those businessmen who held liquid assets in their hands have long since disappeared.

The nobles didn't run away because of their interests, they were firmly tied to the Silver Moon Kingdom.

Only in the Silvermoon Kingdom, they are nobles, without the Silvermoon Kingdom, they are nothing.

But this is only for the part of the nobles who have fiefdoms and adoptive guards, and many of the nobles without fiefdoms and adoptive guards have packed up their money and run away.

Who can Simon blame? Because this is the time!

The interests of the people are not completely tied to the country, so even if the country is in trouble, most people must first consider themselves.

Anyway, they have capital in their hands, and they can get along anywhere. Ordinary people without capital can only be unlucky with the country.

Simon asked palely, "Can you get the carriage we need?"

Medel nodded: "There are some gaps in supplies, but in terms of carriages, I recruited all the private carriages in the capital and converted them into freight carriages, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Simon breathed a sigh of relief. The two-day mobilization preparation cost them another precious time.

Even though the mobilization has been completed, the time is quite tight. Now we can only hope that the defenders of the Buluo Fortress can persist for a few more days until they reach the selected battlefield.

"As for the mages, let the royal family's reserve mages join the battle, as well as the tutors from the Magic Academy." Simon said slowly after a long silence.

Clifford was startled: "That's the future of the kingdom!"

The preparatory mage group is actually a group of students who are sponsored by the royal family and graduated from the magic academy. Nowadays, most of them are only middle-level mages, and only a few people have been promoted to high-level.

These people, as well as those mentors in the academy, once they die in battle, the official mages of the Silver Moon Kingdom will directly determine the succession.

"Silver Moon Kingdom is about to perish, where is the future!"

Simon said emotionally: "If we win this battle, we can have countless futures. If we lose this battle, we will have no future!"

Clifford was speechless, and could only nod his head silently. His student was right. If he lost this battle, it wouldn't matter whether Silvermoon Kingdom had a future or not.

Grand Duke Gasepe rushed over in a hurry: "Simon, the army participating in the war has been counted, and there are about 48,000 people."

This time, they only wanted soldiers who were willing to fight to the death. Of the 50,000 Third Army, only 30,000 were willing to join the battle, and the new army brought by Simon was 10,000.

There are also 8,000 private soldiers of other lords, as well as militiamen from all over the country.

"Forty-eight thousand people? This is better than I estimated!" Simon immediately ordered: "Today, the rectification will be completed overnight, and we will leave early tomorrow morning!"

"Understood, I'm going to prepare now!" Knowing that time was running out, Grand Duke Gasepe hurriedly went to rectify the army without saying a word.

"Then let's make preparations too!" Prime Minister Medel and Clifford also turned and left.

In the empty room, Simon sat on a chair in a daze.

He didn't know why the situation took such a sudden turn for the worse, and he didn't know why he took the initiative to take on the heavy responsibility and wanted to turn the tide.

Probably this is instinct!

His family and friends are all in Silvermoon Kingdom, and if he wants them to be happy and healthy, he must save the country.

With a long sigh, letting out the depression in his heart, the tired Simon set off again and came to the best funeral parlor in the capital.

Even though the outside world has become a mess, this funeral shop seems to be isolated from the world, it is still so deep and quiet, and it is full of various funeral supplies.

"Boss, do you have a ready-made coffin? I want the best one!" Simon asked with a wry smile.

The owner of the funeral shop, a little gray-haired old man, came to Simon tremblingly with his young apprentice: "My lord, what kind of coffin do you need, and which lord is it for?"

This funeral shop of theirs is also taking a high-end route, specializing in providing funeral services to nobles and churches. The coffins used are also very different according to the identity of the buried person, so of course you have to ask clearly.

"Marquis, mine!" Simon grinned and forced a smile. This time he also wanted to learn from Pound.

Carrying the coffin to the death! Overwhelmed!

"My lord, you?" The little old man and the young apprentice were all shocked. There are still people in the world who prepare coffins for themselves?

Also, the kingdom has such a young Marquis?

"Forget it, I'm leaving tomorrow, and give me your best coffin." Simon didn't bother to explain to them, and asked them to deliver the coffin to the city gate tomorrow.

When leaving, he did not forget to drop a large bag of gold coins.

"Master, does this money seem to be enough?" Looking at the money left by Simon, the apprentice asked dumbfounded.

On their side, they are all high-end coffins used by the great nobles. Even His Majesty the Sixteenth died, and they were buried in their coffins.

Although Simon left a lot of money, it was not enough to buy their best coffin.

"Alas..." Looking at the figure of the young nobleman, the little old man sighed and said, "He doesn't even care about his life, why do we care about how much money, tomorrow morning, give that to the sixteenth generation Send over the coffin prepared by His Majesty!"

"Master!" The young apprentice was shocked.

Although he was not selected in the end, it was the coffin prepared for the king. I don't know how much effort and financial resources he, the master, spent in it.

Originally planned to be buried with him after death, so he gave it away for nothing?

"Some things, don't care too much about benefits and gains and losses, just like this young Marquis!" The little old man pointed in the direction where Simon left.

"Really?" Looking at the direction the little old man pointed, the young apprentice tilted his head in a daze.

People live for a lifetime, if not for themselves, then for what?

 …

Before the sky was bright, the army had already been reorganized and stood quietly in front of the city gate.

The people of the royal capital also spontaneously came to see him off. Looking at this army that had sprouted the will to die, everyone showed a look of intolerance.

Someone saw their father! Someone saw their husbands! Someone saw their son!

This way, these people are likely to die in battle, but they all chose to look back!

Because behind them is their family!

At the gate of the city, an old knight in full armor stopped in front of Simon on a horse: "Master Marquis, can I also participate in this battle?"

He wanted to join the war, but the army didn't want an old man like him at all, so he could only come to Simon directly.

Seeing the old knight with white beard and hair and withered body, Bronco looked carefully for a long time before recognizing that it was Sir Ferry, and he was a little shocked.

When he took over as the captain of the King's Shield, Sir Ferry was still very healthy and healthy, and he didn't show his old age at all. How could he have aged like this in only one year?

"This..." Seeing this old man with a withered figure but full of fighting spirit, Simon was in a dilemma for a while.

It is a good thing to have a fighting spirit, and it is also a good thing to be eager to fight, but at your age... what can I say, the knight Xivir who can be his great-grandfather is just a brat in front of this old man.

"Master Marquis, do you think this old man is old and frail?" Seeing Simon's hesitation, Sir Ferry immediately glared at each other.

"This, there is indeed a little bit of that." Simon said with shame.

"Hmph, Bronco, bring the bow!" Sir Ferry said to Bronco as unceremoniously as he said to his grandson.

Facing his old boss who had always played the role of father and master in his life, Bronco certainly didn't dare to get angry, and obediently took out a longbow and handed it over.

Then Simon saw that the seemingly old-fashioned Sir Ferry took a deep breath, broke the longbow, and successfully reproduced the scene of Huang Zhong asking for a battle.

"Sir Ferry has been stationed in the Buluo Fortress for more than 70 years. He is very familiar with the situation of the orcs, and his cavalry tactics are unmatched. Let's take him!" Bronco also persuaded Simon.

Simon nodded helplessly: "Okay, respectable old knight, you can follow the army to join the battle, but you must ensure that you absolutely obey orders."

"Lord Marquis, don't worry, I've been a soldier all my life, of course I know what a military order is like a mountain!" Sir Ferry breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and then looked to the northwest with a little worry.

His family, young and old, are all in the Buluo Fortress. If the Buluo Fortress is broken this time, he will definitely take revenge on the enemies!

After accepting Sir Ferry, Simon finally walked through the city gate and faced the nearly 50,000 soldiers who were ready to fight to the death.

Just at this time, the little old man of the funeral shop also brought a group of people to bring a gorgeous coffin. The little old man joked: "Master Marquis, this coffin is worth tens of thousands of gold coins, and the money you left is not enough."

Simon was embarrassed, it's just a coffin, how could it be so expensive? Although embarrassed, he still sneered and said, "I'll make it up for you right away."

"That's not necessary. I'll ask you for the money after you return from victory, Lord Marquis." The little old man laughed heartily.

The people at the gate of the city also burst into laughter when they heard the words, they liked hearing this.

"Okay! Then I'll make up the money after the big victory!" Simon's eyes turned sore, he bowed slowly to the little old man, and then turned to look at the ready-to-go army.

"Have you all seen it? This is the coffin I prepared for myself."

"If this battle is won, I will definitely use it to bury the enemy! If this battle is lost ~www.novelbuddy.com~ please also use it to bury me!"

"I assure you, in this battle, there are only heroes who died in battle, and there will never be cowards who escape! Tell me, will you be afraid and run away? Answer me!"

Under the blessing of the communication spell, every soldier heard Simon's shout: "No! No!"

At the city gate, Knight Bronco held up his long sword and shouted: "This coffin should be kept by the Marquis to bury the enemy!"

"Because, when you die in battle, we must have died in battle too!"

"Carrying the coffin to the death, the winner will never return!"

All the soldiers also yelled: "Carrying the coffin to the death, you will never return! Carrying the coffin to the death, you will never return!"

Waves of sound came one after another, and the people of the capital, the soldiers who dared not participate in the battle, and even the Marquis Hood and others who were watching on the city wall were all shocked and speechless.

Although the number is small, this army will surely be invincible!

"Okay, follow me!"

Simon was wearing fine chain mail and a big red lord's cloak on his shoulders. He drew his long sword and pointed to the northwest direction, which was the direction of the Buluo Fortress and the orc army.

Under the command of the officers, the high-spirited army marched towards death and victory.

At the top of the city, Queen Stein accompanied her daughter, silently watching Simon go out to fight. The haggard Irina unconsciously grasped the city wall with her hands.

In the past few days, she didn't go to Simon, and Simon didn't go to her, because both of them knew in their hearts that any love between children must give way in front of national interests.

Once the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, no matter how beautiful the love is, it can only whine...

ps: Although the update is a bit of a stretch, but I finally wrote the climax, so I still have the cheek to ask for a few more recommendations...