Autumn is as cool as water, the wind is urgent, the eastern capital is slaughtered, and the remnant sun is like blood. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

On the evening of November 6, 1900 in the Saint-Lun calendar, the Aruton Army launched a fourth assault on the northern gate of Eastern Garmont, exerting unusually heavy pressure on the northern defensive line of the Imperial defenders.

This time, the enemy army dispatched more than 150,000 troops to participate in the siege of the city, and the momentum was extremely huge, and it seemed that it was determined to win.

The condescending Drinker looked at the Aruton army that was flooding up like a frenzy, and his pale face did not show any surprise, but he scolded softly: Crazy! If you can win by numbers and death, then the war is too boring!

Then he raised his left hand and shouted in his mouth: Launch!

More than twenty magic cannons concentrated at the north gate burst into unison.

Huge magic cannonballs with raging fire rained down on the enemy with a terrifying sound, blasting the Aruton army in the distance into a piece of flesh and blood--

But at the end of the smoke, in the pit made of magic cannonballs, countless enemy soldiers were scattered with charred severed limbs and stumps, and many soldiers rushed to death before they could scream.

The Aruton soldiers who rushed to the front finally understood that they were afraid, but under the strict orders of their commander, who regarded human life as a mustard, they did not dare to retreat, so they had to continue to rush forward with the consciousness and fear of death!

Because their commander-in-chief had given an order before the siege of the city - to behead anyone who cowardly retreated or deserted from the battle, and to punish his relatives.

Hundreds of thousands of soldiers sang elegy to greet death one after another, how magnificent! It's not Miss Ben who wants to kill you, it's your boss who drives you to your death......

There is no real pity in Drink's bland and empty sighs, and in her long life, she has long been indifferent to the life and death parting, although she despises meaningless killing, but in the face of slaughtering life, she will not be soft.

But when she saw that she raised her slender jade arm again, and followed the two thousand archers under Alex's command, Deys Isabelle, the descendant of the moon god, and the elven warriors of Gartharuli, she immediately fired a round of fierce arrows downwards with her skillful archery skills, and the imperial soldiers also threw down logs and stones.

In a terrible scream, countless enemy soldiers were shot into stingers, some of the soldiers who rushed to the bottom of the city, or climbed up the ladder or along the hill formed by the accumulation of corpses, were constantly shot down by boulders and rolling logs, and some were smashed to pieces in the head by boulders - the smashed siege equipment and the flesh and blood of the enemy soldiers, mixed together, terrifying......

Finally, some of the Aruton soldiers climbed to the top of the city, and they were about to seize the aisle of the castle tower, but this was not a happy thing for the enemy soldiers, but it was just a journey from the battlefield of blood and fire into the more terrible Asura purgatory!

However, he saw that Drinker did not hurry and ordered the vampire troops to turn into bats, and use the sharp bat wings to cut off the heads of the enemy soldiers, even if he was lucky enough to escape the clutches of the vampires, he could not break through the broadsword that the imperial defenders were waiting for......

The corpses of enemy soldiers, with their heads lost and blood gushing from the major arteries in their necks, were thrown from the towers, or smashed into the soldiers below, or fell directly to the ground, turning into a blur of flesh and blood......

Under the impact of magic cannons and arrows and rocks, Arudon's siege force was already in chaos and fell into a frenzied situation, and it was difficult to organize an effective attack, and Vivien and her group of fifty magicians also entered the battle at this time-

Blazing fireballs and meteors rained down, shattering Aruton's forces and further accelerating the enemy's downfall...... When Drinker once again mobilized the magic cannon and the archers to launch a new round of attacks, the enemy army was already crushed.

The sky suddenly changed, the sunset suddenly disappeared, and the sky was shrouded in a black cloud, as if even the heavens covered their faces sadly, and could not bear to witness the tragic scene of human cannibalism again.

Drinker looked up at the gloomy sky, suddenly felt a chill on his face, reached out and touched it, but touched a red droplet, his face couldn't help but become even paler, but his mouth was muttering: It's raining, blood raining...... The sky is crying......

At this time, a shower fell, and at the same time a rapid drum beat sounded in the rear of the enemy army, and the enemy commander finally admitted his defeat, knowing that under the tight formation of Drink, it was futile to blindly devote more troops to the attack, so he had to order a temporary withdrawal.

However, although the enemy commander finally realized that he had made a mistake, he had already paid a heavy price in more than 50,000 casualties.

When the enemy soldiers heard the drumbeat of the retreat, it was as if they had heard an edict of forgiveness, and their faces could not help but appear with the joy of being reborn from the endless despair of mortality. Trampling on the overlapping corpses, dripping across the bloody and slowly turning muddy ground, they retreated in haste, leaving not only the corpses of their comrades behind, but also the wounded soldiers on the battlefield.

Seeing that the enemy forces began to retreat, Drinker also ordered to stop the attack and began to deal with the wounded and other aftermath work.

At this time, the rain began to increase heavily, and it washed the blood-mottled city walls and the battlefield where the smoke of gunpowder had cleared......

But this rain came and went away quickly.

A quarter of an hour later, the sky cleared, like a light gauze ribbon of sunset reappeared in the western sky.

With a cold gaze, Drinker looked at the rain-baptized battlefield:

Under the city were the corpses of the enemy, the rain mixed with blood, and the ground was a pit and a piercing pool of blood, and in the pile of corpses, some wounded soldiers could be faintly seen struggling and convulsing, and from time to time let out painful moans......

At this moment, she suddenly said in a weak voice: What a pity—what a fresh and delicious blood! Now it's lost in vain, it's really a terrible thing......

The Imperial soldiers beside her who heard these words could not help but shudder, and looked at the delicate and lovely face of their commander with a frightened expression, like the girl next door, as if they had seen a terrible monster.

Drinker ignored the soldiers' reactions, and after saying what he had done, he ordered the archers to shoot the Aruton soldiers who were still struggling on the brink of death.

At this time, there seemed to be a thin layer of mist in the beautiful apricot eyes of the vampire girl.

She seems to be expressing her compassion for life in a cruel way, so that the dying enemy soldiers can rest in peace and avoid the pain before death.

I stood on the tower of the southern city with Hugh Belmont to observe the enemy's formation.

I was accompanied by Casta, who replaced the busy military work, and Deyse Isabelle, who became my personal bodyguard. However, seeing the flags fluttering outside the city, Carlos's army of more than 300,000 troops was tightly arrayed about 500 meters away from the south city gate, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and the south city gate was surrounded without any noise, and the army was neat and tidy -- Carlos's methods of governing the army can be imagined.

Looking from afar, I saw that the Carlos army had begun to dig trenches and build arrow towers on the front line, and seemed to plan to besiege the city for a long time; Farther away, the Carlos army set up a tent with its back against the Seine, winding its way to the river, while a light cavalry of about tens of thousands of men was responsible for guarding the rear, and at night, light cavalry and infantry patrolled around the tent. The security is so tight that our army has no chance to take advantage of it.

Seeing such a scene, Xiu Belmont couldn't help but sigh and said: It is worthy of being the tiger of the empire! With its back to the Seine and the river as a barrier, it is not at all safe to be attacked by our army from behind, attacking and retreating, and putting yourself in an invincible position - a very orthodox but impeccable use of troops!

I nodded and said: From the perspective of using troops, it is not an exaggeration to say that Carlos is the number one soldier in the Southern Continent today! He knew very well that the only way to break through a fortified military town like Donggamont was to besiege it and not attack it, until our army ran out of food and hunger. Although Carlos is a laborer, he knows how to turn disadvantages into advantages, and is not in a hurry to find the opportunity for a decisive battle, but adopts the method of waiting for work.

In contrast, as soon as the Aruton troops besieged the city, they launched a fierce siege battle in a frizzy manner, believing that they were strong in their numbers and wanted to take Donggamont in one fell swoop, although they put a lot of pressure on our army's northern defensive line, but in addition to the great momentum, it only added casualties and lost troops, and did not help at all. The level of knowledge between the two is really like a cloud and mud, and it is not the same. General Xiu, you fought alongside Carlos in the Battle of Sonkes, you must have had contact with him, do you know anything about him?

Xiu was silent for a while before he said: At that time, the last general was still a partial general of the Dottier army, and he had only met Marshal Carlos a few times at the joint military meeting of the generals of the two armies, but he had deeply admired and admired his extraordinary military talent and personal charm...... Marshal Carlos can be described as a handsome and peerless god of wind, and his use of troops is flawless, just like the rebirth of a martial god, which is unmatched!

If there's one thing he's missing, it's that he's a drunkard. Even at important military meetings or on horseback in the midst of a hurried march, he was always in his hands, and he was a great drinker, and he was a great drinker, and every time he marched, the logistics had to prepare dozens of barrels of wine for him, often until he was drunk and even fell asleep on his horse—it was rumored that he could ride a horse and ride unharmed even after being drunk, and the soldiers called their commander behind his back the generals and drunken knights in the wine arena.

Whenever he was drunk, Marshal Carlos would become dissolute and unbridled, making others look sideways, but he did not care about the eyes of others. However, I had never heard of Carlos being greedy for cups and delaying the warplane, and over time, people became accustomed to his strange style and habits, and instead passed it on as an anecdote in the army.

After listening to Xiu's description, I couldn't help but be fascinated by this famous tiger general who only had one side and was full of personality.

And Dai Yisi suddenly said quietly: He is also a sad person...... But it shook my heart.

General Xiu, don't you say this to increase the anger of others and destroy your own prestige? Drinker, who suddenly appeared from behind him, said in a strange manner, although you are telling the truth, but our majesty may not like to hear it! The empire's martial arts are far-reaching, and His Majesty's martial arts are world-famous, how can he be compared to a little Carlos?

Xiu's face changed slightly, and he immediately knelt down and said: The last general should be damned...... It is just a matter of facts, and it does not mean to belittle His Majesty......

I smiled disappreciatively, and said gently: General Xiu, please get up! You don't have to take the countess's words to heart, who doesn't know her heart for fear of chaos in the world? She loves to hurt others and take pleasure in the embarrassment of others - you don't want to fall for her...... I am not in the slightest displeasure with the general's evaluation of Carlos, on the contrary, I am deeply convinced! In the Battle of Sonkes, Carlos made me suffer a lot, causing me to suffer the biggest defeat since I joined the army! However, I have no grudge against him, but rather a little sympathy—a great opponent like him is hard to come by! Those who regret it are enemies and not friends......

At this point, I sighed softly and turned to Drink--I knew that she had no ill intentions in what she had just said, openly condemning Hugh Belmont, but secretly admonishing me not to take Carlos lightly, after all, Carlos is a peerless warrior who has not been defeated so far.

Thinking like this, I suddenly reached out and knocked on Drink's little head, and said a little dotingly: Aren't you in charge of the defense of the North City Gate with Vivian, Liuli and others? Why is it here? Instead of having time to play around here, you should do your part with more thought! You know, if you don't stop Aruton's wild dance, you may have an unpredictable accident!

Drinker covered his sore head, a little unwilling but helpless, so he pouted and said: The Aruton troops have retreated! They just staged an enthusiastic but lame clown show, ignoring the audience's reaction and hurriedly exiting!

Is there really no one in Aruton's formation? Who is the leading manager? I asked, a little abruptly.

Drinker pursed the corners of his lips and said disdainfully: It should be Aruton's younger brother, the third prince Eden...... Well, now it should be called Prince Selivia, I heard that although he is more than calm and lacks courage, he is also an excellent talent in the imperial royal family, but once he arrives on the battlefield, he has completely changed - uncontrollab, undisciplined, panicked, and the 300,000-strong army is full of the madness of the aristocratic children of Akabuyi.

Xiu said: That being said...... But no matter how incompetent Eden is, as long as there are no major mistakes, and Carlos, who is like a god of soldiers, has a tiger's eye on the southern city, our army still has no chance of breaking through under the siege of more than four times the enemy army...... The Eastern Army of General Azeglio behind the palace was unable to rescue due to being divided, and the supply lines of our army were also cut off, and the grain and grass in the city were limited, and a lot of them were burned during the siege of our army......

Two months is more than enough! I didn't feel sad about the predicament, but smiled firmly, I will never give Carlos a chance to calmly besiege the Eastern Capital for two months!

Drinker didn't seem to be used to seeing my arrogant face, and said teasingly: Your Majesty seems to be in your chest! But I don't know if Your Majesty is fearless or blindly confident, I hope not to be infected with Akabuyi's madness - after all, this is an incurable disease on the battlefield......

Xiu said in a firm voice: The last general firmly believes that in today's world, if there is anyone who can defeat Carlos, it is Your Majesty......

I shook it and said, "General Xiu's words are exaggerated...... Binglan once said that the two major characteristics of Carlos's use of troops are treacherous and difficult to measure; If you are as fast as thunder, you can't reach it -- who can win with troops so far? Although I have been proud all my life, I am not sure of victory in the face of everyone who is the ultimate in military morality.

But the problem is that victory or defeat in a war is not determined by a single battlefield. I am not Carlos, Carlos is not Etiria - I can lead the entire strategic deployment, but Carlos cannot replace Etiria in making overall decisions. I can mobilize all the state apparatus of the empire to complete the overall strategic deployment, and I can do it wherever I can; Carlos, on the other hand, is limited by his vision, and he can only call on 300,000 soldiers and horses in his hands at best, and it must be under the premise that his command is complete. As a result, Carlos was tactically superior and strategically disadvantaged, and there has never been such a thing in history to change the strategic passive situation by taking the tactical initiative.

At this time, Drinker suddenly said faintly: The tiger wings that should have been the majestic empire have now broken off the wings of flight, and although the tiger's eyes are still fierce, they are confined to narrow hills; Although the tiger's teeth are good, they can't catch the falcon - it seems that the roaring mountains and forests are still majestic on all sides, but they have lost the vast sky.

When the generals heard this, they were silent for a while.

It seems that Carlos has made the decision to besiege the city for a long time, although this is in line with my wishes, but in the face of the unpredictable former first general of the empire, I still can't help but feel a little worried in my heart, and my mood is difficult to be steady and calm, afraid that Carlos will come up with a plan that will make it difficult for my country to deal with.

On the night of 16 November, Carlos's army suddenly beat gold and drums, breaking the tense and solemn atmosphere of the two armies, only to hear the rapid and violent drumbeat in the sky, and the heavy and majestic sound of horses' hooves violently beating the ground, and even those of us who live deep in the city can feel the violent shaking of the ground.

When I thought that the enemy was attacking and hurriedly stood on the tower in armor, I found that the Carlos army did not move to attack the city without any movement.

The only action of the Carlos army seemed to be to make the 300,000 troops roar in unison at the city of Donggamont, and more than 150,000 light and heavy cavalry stamped on the ground together, and urged all the war drums and trumpets in the army.

But what is the purpose of Carlos's practice of listening only to the thunder and not to the rain?

Is it just to disturb the good dreams of our soldiers? What kind of medicine is sold in his gourd? I couldn't help but be at a loss.

Since the enemy did not take any further action except for the beating of gongs and drums every night and the deepening of the trenches during the day, I had to wait and see what happened.

Just let Carlos harass like this for several days and nights, our soldiers generally lack sleep, and they can't help but doze off when guarding the city during the day - if this is Carlos's purpose, he has achieved it.

Since the enemy's actions were too strange for me to leave them alone and ignore them completely, I gathered the generals of the army to discuss.

The last general thought that Carlos was using fatigue bombing - in order to drag down the spirit of our soldiers and take advantage of the opportunity to sneak attack. But I always felt that a great general like Carlos would never be so easy to use his troops, and I had a faint sense that there was a terrible trick behind it...... But I can't see the real intentions behind him...... Shui Ruoxing frowned and thought for a long time before he expressed his opinion, but his tone was not very sure, but his words also represented the opinions of most of the generals.

Lian Xiu also said: It is really impossible to guess Carlos's true intentions with the intelligence of his ministers, but if it is a change of place, if the last general besieges a fortified city like Dongamont, and faces mediocre generals who are not James and others, except for a long-term siege to wait for the enemy's army to run out of food, there is no miracle strategy that will work in a hurry. Moreover, Carlos has always been good at attacking the heart, so the last general believes that his fanfare to create a momentum is actually a kind of psychological warfare, and his intention is threefold - one is to disrupt the deployment of our army, create an invisible pressure, and make our soldiers panic, demoralized, panic and despair; The second is to use this method of mental torture to accelerate the fatigue of our army, so that the time for our army to run out of food and famine will come early; The third is to publicize the momentum of Carlos, plant the seeds of invincibility in the hearts of our soldiers, so that when our army is really about to fight, it will be cowardly before fighting, and create a favorable situation for attacking the city in the future.

I nodded and said, "General Xiu's opinion is similar to Ruoxing's, but the analysis is more thorough and nuanced, and my thoughts are roughly the same. It's just that if the purpose of the Carlos Army is only that, it will be too much trouble! Although our army is tired, the enemy army may not be comfortable, which is equivalent to wasting each other's energy, and no one can take advantage. And as long as we ignore it and don't mess with it, Carlos's painstaking approach will have little effect. But with Carlos's ability, he resorted to such thankless, even unrewarding means—was that all there was to it? There is no reason for him to think that I will lead the army out of the city to fight him rashly, like James, right?

Maybe he really thought that His Majesty would fight a decisive battle? It is not surprising that he would have such an illusion, after all, in the eyes of Carlos, His Majesty is still too young! Moreover, this is also a fairly orthodox siege strategy, which is not only in line with the art of war, but also impossible to find fault, and most of the siege warfare since ancient times has been performed with this kind of strategy...... Could it be that we are overly complicated by imagining Carlos? Galen said.

If it can be solved by common sense, it is not Carlos...... I sighed and said, still hard to let go, my eyebrows were deeply locked.

Drinker played with the chain pendant on his chest for a while before he said: Ancient attack, with the right combination, with a strange victory - Carlos's way to win in his life lies in the swiftness and strangeness, such as the sudden mobilization of light cavalry on the battlefield, with extremely rapid speed, with the attitude of a strange soldier, appear in the enemy's unexpected direction, and strike at the opponent's weak link; Then, use the main force of heavy cavalry as the main soldier to instantly strike at the enemy's hinterland and vital points. And this time, perhaps Carlos did the opposite--when we all thought that he would definitely look for an opportunity to fight a quick victory, and that it was counterintuitive for him to abandon the fast and use the slow, he was ready to besiege the city for a long time, to fight our army, to win the space for victory for a long time, and to drag down our army with the most orthodox use of troops.

In this way, although Carlos adopted the most orthodox strategy, it makes us think that it is an unusual move, and we are anxious about the ulterior motives, and we concentrate our energies on finding Carlos's surprise soldier and pondering his tricks, ignoring the most obvious things, and giving up the initiative to think of a good solution to the crisis at hand, until the passage of time exhausts our army and defeats itself without a fight; Or maybe it was because he couldn't find the so-called strange soldiers hidden behind Carlos, and he was afraid of falling into Carlos's tricks, so he avoided falling into a passive and restrained situation, and took the initiative to send troops to fight, trying to annihilate the enemy army before Carlos's surprise soldiers were launched, and finally Carlos led him into the army...... Waiting for work, besieging but not attacking, and wasting time on the enemy -- this was originally a practical and unpretentious tactic, if other generals adopted such tactics, others would definitely believe it, but because of Carlos's prestige, his use made the enemy suspicious, and received the effect of a surprise soldier - this is to make a miracle with righteousness!

I cast an appreciative look at Drinker and exclaimed, "Miss Count's analysis is quite incisive!" Maybe I'm thinking too much...... If I can't stick to my original intention - to stick to the eastern capital and avoid war, but to defend it, not to fight, and to abandon the advantages and disadvantages, then Carlos will be given a chance! Carlos's approach was too modest, and it made me a little more breathless......

Your Majesty doesn't need to dwell on it, after all, the opponent is Carlos, a great soldier who has maintained a brilliant record of undefeated for twenty years! In the face of such a terrible enemy, no one dares to take it lightly. Xiu said.

A possibility occurred to me...... Drinker said, but the look in his eyes was thoughtful.

Seeing the solemn expression on the vampire girl's face, I couldn't help but say solemnly: Listen to Miss Count's high opinion!

I was thinking that maybe Carlos was a lover of percussion, so the beating of gongs and drums at night by the enemy army was just a recreation for Carlos to tell the soldiers of the army. Drinker said solemnly, but when he finished speaking, he smiled brightly.

Everyone would have had some insight into Drink, so they pricked up their ears one by one and listened attentively, but they didn't expect to get such an answer, and for a while they couldn't adapt to the sudden change between the vampire girl's seriousness and off-line funny, and they couldn't help but look at each other, and the expression on their faces had not completely dissolved from the original appearance and solemnity, which looked very weird.

I was angry and amused, and from time to time Drinker would burst out of his mouth something laughable and laughable in a formal scene, sometimes whimsical and hilarious, and sometimes bitter enough to embarrass the Empire's important ministers.

And no matter whether the vampire girl is serious or a joke, she always has a cold face, which makes people unable to prepare psychologically in advance, so after four years of getting along, everyone still has difficulty adapting to her peculiar expression.

It's not easy to completely cultivate immunity to Drink's weird speech, including me, who has a super heart tolerance, and I am also startled by her from time to time.

I think that in the long run, sooner or later, the military generals of the empire will have heart attacks one by one.

What about everyone? I'm just trying to liven up the atmosphere! Hehe......

At this time, when Drinker saw everyone's stunned performance, he stuck out his little tongue and let out a string of nervous laughter, but the expression on his face was innocent.

But after her trouble, the atmosphere of the East Palace Hall, which was originally gloomy, became relaxed, and the haze that pressed on everyone's hearts was also dispelled.

Finally, after a round of discussions, I made some arrangements for Carlos's night disturbance strategy, and let the soldiers take turns to rest--

Half of the soldiers were given a pair of earplugs to rest during the day and the other half to rest at night, so as to minimize the interference of Carlos, and to further strengthen vigilance and defense, doubling the number of soldiers patrolling at night.

After the meeting, I wanted to leave Liuli, Vivien, and Deyisi to accompany me to the city for a walk and relaxation, but the three girls were unable to heal the wounded soldiers of the North City defenders.

Since the siege of the coalition forces, although the Carlos army is the biggest threat to our army, the pressure on the defense of the eastern capital caused by the Eden army is the greatest.

The battle on November 6 was particularly severe, causing many casualties to our army, and our army lacked enough doctors, and most of the doctors in the Eastern Capital were requisitioned by James to develop madness, and after success, they were secretly executed by James on the grounds of secrecy.

Therefore, people like Vivien and her group of magicians, Ruri and her elven warriors, and the descendants of the goddesses who are skilled in the healing magic of the moon god also have to take on the role of healers, and because of the number of wounded soldiers, they are always too busy every day, and they drag their tired delicate bodies back to our dormitory until late at night—not even to say a few more love words to me, let alone take care of the pleasure of the bed.

Seeing the thinning faces of my beloved wives, I felt heartache, but I was helpless.

Eventually, I summoned Drinker to walk around the palace with me, and the Vampire Countess readily agreed.

I changed into a civilian attire, put on a cloak, and walked out of the palace gate with a makeover, but instead of stopping in the streets of the city, I walked straight to the western suburbs, and Drinker walked silently side by side with me.

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