19 Chapter 19 A fool, or not?

Holy Empire, Norwich City.

The Cascades of corpses accumulated under Norwich, the ground was completely red with blood, and the troops of the Assyrian Empire and the allied forces of the Hundred Nations were clearing the bodies under the city.

Only then can there be a moment of peace in this area. Even if the enemy meets, they will not fight, but silently crisscrossed, moving the bodies of their soldiers. This is the rule of this era of war, after the end of the battle, both sides will send soldiers to clean up the bodies. One is to let their soldiers rest at ease, after all, it is impossible to allow their bodies exposed to the elements, and the second is to prevent the outbreak of plague.

The crucial battle was just over, with the 100-nation coalition losing to Dracule at Norwich City front yard, with about half of them dead on the battlefield and the remaining half fleeing back to Norwich City, intending to rely on Norwich City's tall walls for safety.

The army of the Assyrian Empire was not much better, and by now, 300,000 troops were left with only 100,000 and had it not been for Dracule, yesterday's battle would have been over. War is cruel, both for the victor and for the loser.

The battle only played on for half a day, but it took three days to remove the corpses, a large number of dead bodies have no way to be buried in time, the body would be skeletal by the time the hole is dug, forced to only use fire, so these days, Norwich smelled like burnt meat.

Despite the victory, Dracule was also injured and needed some time to heal. In addition, after the war, he must take some time to rectify the army, restore morale, so, the battle to siege the city has not yet begun, both armies are quietly licking their wounds, waiting for the last minute.

The morale of the Assyrian Empire's troops was relatively high, after all, they were the victors. But the state of the Holy empire soldier can be seen from outside the city, more troops were inside rather than outside the city, their flags are crooked, soldiers are mostly sitting on the ground, eyes swollen, in despair.

On the contrary, the army of the Assyrian Empire, although just as tired, but the military display is still very formal. There is no doubt that, as long as this battle is completed, the Assyrian Empire can unify the continent, and they can benefit greatly from it, and who can be unhappy?

Of course, for the greatest credit for the victory of the battle, they are also well aware that without their Emperor Dracule the first, their remaining 100,000 troops, not to mention the unification of the continent, is difficult to protect themselves.

Nonetheless, there is always a conversation within the Assyrian Empire

"Your Majesty is too strong, and I'm afraid the legendary kings cannot be compared."

"Yes, Your Majesty has the power of the World, Gaia, and it is only natural that he is strong. "

"If only we had the power of gods. "

"Shut up, do you want to die, you dying doesn't matter, but don't let me get drag along, don't forget how General Katyn died."

The stronger Dracule was on the battlefield, the more eager people were for the power of the world. It was this desire that led to the hundred-nation coalition against the Assyrian Imperial Army.

This power is desired not only by the enemy but also within the Army of the Assyrian Empire. After all, when Dracule himself said that the world power must be shared with the nation and that Excalibur was taken to him by his ministers, his people desire for power was taken for granted.

Although this desire was suppressed by the violent nature of Dracule, as long as the greed in one's heart does not fade away, it will not disappear but will become more and more powerful with the violent suppression of Dracule.

It was also a hidden danger within the Assyrian Empire.

Fortunately, this hidden danger has not yet erupted, at least under the eye of Dracule, no one dares to show it. Compared to the calm of the Assyrian Empire, Norwich can be said to be a noisy place.

This time to assist the Holy Empire, the armed forces of about one million, in addition to the Achaemenid Empire, the Babylonian Empire, the Three Kingdoms of Carnell. There are a large number of smaller kingdoms, and Independent City State, which totals, about hundreds of countries.

As the saying goes, the more people the more their hearts are scattered, the more these countries send troops, they thought they could easily defeat the Assyrian Empire, share the power of Kings, and as a result. Millions of troops were defeated by Dracule, last night, it's impossible to count how many princes, city lords, died beyond Norwich Gates.

This cause the people's hearts to completely lose hope, they are now a loose alliance, most of the people who came to the war, are the ones from Holy Church Special Envoy lure over by power. They may be able to unite against the enemy when they have the advantage, but at the moment they are in a weak position and Dracule could attack the city at any time and knock them out of the nest.

As a result, the alliance shortcomings immediately broke out, and immediately some Prince and Lords offered to leave Norwich and return to his own country. But the demands of this part of the people were opposed by another group of wise men, who painstakingly persuaded those who wanted to leave, Dracule not only just wanted to lay waste to Norwich City, and occupy the Holy Empire, but wanted to unify the continent, and if they left now, I am afraid that the combined power of the world would no longer be able to resist, and that they all would surrender to Dracule tyranny.

Because of the existence of this group of people, this loose alliance did not break down, barely maintain existence, within Norwich City these days soldiers also quarrelled and even leading to a lot of military chaos in this famous City. Inside the tall temple, the true statue of the God Gaia stands, and outside the temple, the emperors and princes of all countries have become a hot tornado of steam.

"We parting, the withdrawal of my troops, if we continued to stay here, we will all get kill by Dracule, that madman." Babylonian Empire first Prince shouted, his words murmured by a large number of kings. It was supposed to be the Babylonian Emperor in his place, but this man was the first to send troops to attack because he was so hungry for the power of kings that he was caught in a trap by Dracule, who beheaded him and sent his head to his sons.

As a last resort, the Babylonian empire had to let the Holy Empire lead the troops, and even after the battle was over, the Babylonian empire was not calm, because the throne was still empty.

"We can't withdraw, Dracule is waiting for us to withdraw, the morale of our soldiers is already low, if they withdraw, our army will be cut in half, the morale of the army will certainly collapse, if this happened we can only be slaughtered." Emperor of Achaemenid had some military common sense and was firmly opposed to the Prince proposal, and his words were echoed by some of the princes of the Babylonian Empire.

If they decide to leave thousand of the troop will die during the journey, that's why the other Powers didn't leave Norwich. "But what if we do withdraw, there are at least a Hundred of thousand of Troops of the Assyrian Empire outside the city, and their morale is high, and more frighteningly, there is Dracule who has mastered the Kings power, do you think they'll let us go." Emperor Carnell hated the Dracule, his head covered with a white bandage, which was an injury he gains in the battle the other day.

"There are 50 Ballista in town, and this is the only thing that can harm Dracule, and there are more coming, but I fear they may not arrive in time." The Head Saint sat at the top, said.

The meeting should have been presided over by the Pope, but unfortunately, the Pope was too badly injured to oversee over the meeting and could only be handed over to the second-highest ranking in the church. As one of the holiest and closest to the gods on the mainland, the princes still have respect, so, after the holy woman spoke, the scene fell silent for a moment.

"But we can't always defend, there's nothing wrong with defending for the time being, and if we keep defending, the food supply will thin to point of starvation." The king of the Kingdom of Nortopia said coldly.

"I have a way to not only relieve our crisis but also to take back the sword of god and obtain what is rightfully ours, world power." Someone suddenly said.

These amazing words, immediately the presence of the king's and lords eyes were attracted to the back, as a result, the person who said these words is a bearded boy who looked to be in his early twenties, just a young lad, the other lords thought. On his chest was a White paper flower.

White paper flowers represent remembrance, meaning that a loved one has died. Most of the people present had white paper flowers on their chests, except for a very small number of fortunate ones, after the battle, almost everyone had lost someone, whether they were tall princes or ordinary civilian slaves.

"Who are you, speak fool?" The first Prince of the Babylonian empire looked at a bearded boy and burst into laughter.

"He's little Morgan, the new lord of Rapo city-state." Someone who knows this person explains.

Rapo City is a small city-state on the southeast, next to the coast, they brought troops, but this army consists only of a few hundred people, in the hundred-nation coalition forces, they belong to the lowest of status both in wealth and power, Morgan in the eyes of the first Prince is only as good as a Captain of the Babylonian Empire, this city lord is barely qualified to attend the meeting.

As for little Morgan name, in the culture of most of the countries of the south, assuming that a person's name is Morgen, then his son's name is little Morgan, and when he dies, his son's name will naturally become Morgan.

So, this little Morgan, to be precise, should be Morgan. Because his father died the other day.