695 Dog Fight (5)

695 Closing the Door and Hitting the Dog (5)

Raldian Kyoto, Parabun

Late autumn in Paravon had begun to cool a little, the trees along the city walls had withered in the autumn wind, and the streets were littered with leaves, and it didn't take long for no one to clean them.

The autumn wind swept by, bringing up the dead branches and leaves flying in the sky, as if intertwined into fragmentary patterns in mid-air, and some people said that this was a bad omen. The Paraven rebellion is definitely the most shocking news in the past 20 years, this great and glorious city, it seems that it has not escaped the curse of its fate, and is destined to coexist with blood and glory, just like the civil war that divided the thousand-year-old dynasty of Calradia hundreds of years ago, and the rebels and crusaders launched a bloody and tragic tug-of-war in this area of less than 30 kilometers,

After the death of the Dongting cavalry who wantonly plundered the land, the army of nearly 300,000 people on both sides of the war, instead of pointing their weapons at the Dongting people who were close at hand, instead pointed at each other in unison, which can be said to be an extreme irony and sadness

"If the traitor does not die, the country will not be at peace"

The vengeful crusaders began to approach the walls of Parabun, and the battle flags with various angry slogans written in bright red paint floated like an ocean over the camp opposite Paraven, looking like a shocking sea of blood from a distance

From the very beginning, the war between the two sides was irreconcilable to the death, with a large number of people, and the crusading army barely had even the most basic formation, and poured into the high, strong walls of Paravon like a tidal wave

Kyoto Paravon is worthy of being the center of the continent, and the solid defense system that has been operated for hundreds of years has made the large number of crusaders hit their heads and bleed, and the fierce battle for many days could not achieve satisfactory results, but lost nearly 10,000 people, and the corpses of soldiers on both sides were piled up in the corners of Paravon.

The era is never short of ambition and ambition, and this great duel between the old and the new school of Raldian is like a huge whirlpool, involving more than 1,000 families and nearly 40,000 nobles in Raldian.

There are more than 500 wealthy families divided into two opposing factions, almost all over the central and southern parts of Ruierdian, and the other families are wavering.

The local faction, led by the family of the Marquis of Berkeda in New York, openly threatened to support the second prince Harausquez as the crown prince, and under the banner of maintaining the legitimacy of the kingdom and crusading against the traitors, they raised a local army of more than 6,000 people and advanced in the direction of Paraven.

This move made those local nobles who had been bullied by the nobility of Kyoto gather like wolves that smelled the smell of blood, and if the royal power lost its restraint, then everyone should have the ambition to seize power.

Advocating such incendiary slogans, this team absorbed the blood of the new joiners all the way, ransacked any village it came across, and the people who joined were also diverse, from small nobles dragging hundreds of tattered and equipped peasant soldiers, to high nobles with dozens of elite cavalry, small businessmen who were bankrupt in business, and desperate bandits and bandits, this army was like a big sponge, absorbing all kinds of careerists, and marching towards the beautiful place in their hearts,

Supreme kingship, hereditary glory, magnificent wars, delicate, endless riches,

Whether it was a small aristocrat or a wealthy family hungry for more power, they saw what they wanted before this sudden storm of power, and by the time they arrived at Reinhardt Castle on the outskirts of Paraven, the army had swelled to an impressive 80,000 men

A third-party force of 80,000 people appeared in the center representing the secular kingship,

This news undoubtedly shocked the crusading army and the second prince who were still fighting hard, at first they didn't care about the nonsense of these local nobles, 6,000 miscellaneous peasant soldiers were really no big deal, conservatively speaking, a thousand well-trained cavalry could easily solve this problem, so that these unknown hillbillies became corpses in the wilderness

But in just half a month, 6,000 turned into 80,000, and the two sides suddenly realized that it was time to stop.

These 80,000 troops with unknown intentions are like a group of careerists who are eyeing each other, and they may bite the exhausted sides at any time, or, it is not an exaggeration to call them 80,000 locusts.

These local nobles were not like all Palauven raiders and rebels, and although the war was fierce, both sides deliberately avoided harming civilians and infrastructure, because neither side wanted the city to be a worthless ruin.

But the local coalition is different, for the city and this land, they have no scruples, no provisions, no logistics, this army that has lost its control is like locusts, and the places it walks through are often in shambles, and if it really completely loses the power to control it, that kind of madness will completely ruin Paraven,...,

"It's an opportunity"

As the only adult prince of the royal family who is alive and well, the second prince Harausquez undoubtedly has more bargaining chips than those veteran ministers who have occupied high positions and refuse to back down.

Because of the lack of advantages in the old aristocracy, the second prince Haruskes, while proclaiming himself the crown prince of the prison, quickly brought the local aristocratic faction, which had been bullied by the Kyoto aristocracy, to one side.

Countless dukes, marquises, magistrates, legionnaires, and legionnaires of all kinds who don't want money...... and so on, throwing them like scattered flowers to the local nobles near Paravon, who have been eager for higher status and glory,

These were not his, and they were also extremely chic when thrown around, and he even directly gave the Marquis of Berkeda, a title enough to impress most careerists, Minister of War and Minister of Finance, in exchange for the support of this local aristocratic faction who held the decisive scale

"It's messy"

Lidakus retracted his gaze with some emotion, and outside the car window, Parabun, the most prosperous city with a population of more than a million, where the subtle truce was maintained, had become deserted and lonely, as if on the verge of death.

The autumn wind swept through the empty streets, and it seemed that the smell of damp ** was even stronger. The horrors of war can be felt outside the city.

The tall walls were full of traces of fierce battles, stains of blood and broken corners abounded, scorched black rock walls scorched by flames, and the houses outside the city had been demolished, and the wide flat ground was wide

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695 Closing the Door and Hitting the Dog (5)

695 Closing the Door and Hitting the Dog (5)