Chapter Seventy-Three: The Palace Wall
Duke Louis and his soldiers had already arrived under the palace walls, filling the small square outside the palace gates, which had been used to park carriages, and the French guards on the palace walls were also tense, and the situation was tense, and the battle could break out at any moment. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
At this moment, the Duke of Louis was dressed in armor, riding a tall and majestic white horse under his crotch, the unsheathed long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood, and his left hand was holding a dead human head, and he rode forward under the gaze of countless eyes from all over the palace city, until he came to the range of the archers who almost entered the palace wall before he stopped, and shouted to the city: "General Vasily is here?" ā
A figure appeared on the palace wall, it was the general of the Praetorian Guard who was on duty tonight, and at this moment the supreme commander of the guards in the palace Vasily: "Lord Duke, why did you lead the troops outside the palace gate late at night, don't you know that this is a great crime of killing your head!" Hurry back, and maybe His Majesty will be able to spare your life!" ā
"The crime of killing the head? Spare my life? Duke Louis laughed and retorted without showing weakness: "Your Excellency, there may be many people tonight whose heads will not be able to stay on their necks safely, but I can assure you that that person is definitely not me." To show you the credibility of my words, I can show you something first. As soon as Duke Louis's words fell, he immediately raised the head in his hand high, exposing it to thousands of eyes under the palace wall.
There was a dazed place on the palace wall at first, and then someone recognized the identity of this head, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Prime Minister? As soon as these words came out, there was a sensation on the palace wall.
"That's right!" Duke Louis said loudly: "The human head in my hand belongs to the former Prime Minister of the Kingdom, Duke Costil Lloris. Duke Louis deliberately bit the word "former" very hard, and then said: "General Vasily, now surrender to me, and the position of the future general of the palace Praetorian Guard will belong to you!" ā
It turned out that the Duke of Louis did not come to attack the palace as soon as he entered the city, but went to the Prime Minister's Mansion not far from here, and slaughtered the most loyal royalists in the kingdom, the Prime Minister Costill's Mansion, and then led his cavalry to join the other troops of the Red Fort who entered the city later, and came to this tall palace wall!
This is not a waste of time, Duke Louis knows very well in his heart, with the experience of Prime Minister Costille, although the other great nobles in Paris City also have a certain elite strength in the palace, but as long as they use all their forces to attack the palace and put on a posture of only taking the throne, then these guys will definitely stand in a neutral position, waiting for the final victory between themselves and Bonaparte XI, and-
Swear allegiance to the ultimate victor!
Of course, there is only one other nobleman who knows the inner thoughts of the great nobles best, and our Duke Louis himself is a great nobleman who can not be purest. He understands this very clearly in his heart, there is no loyalty in the eyes of the nobles, only interests!
So now there is only one last step left before he ascends to the throne, and that is - to break through the palace in front of him!
There was silence above the palace walls, apparently still digesting the news of Prime Minister Kostil's killing.
However, Duke Louis had begun to lose patience and shouted to the palace walls in a deep voice: "General Vasily! This is your last chance to lay down your weapons and let your men open the palace gates! "The Duke of Louis is very clear in his words, if you don't open the palace gate, then of course there is only - war!
"Lord Duke," after a moment, General Vasily on the palace wall made a decision: "Unfortunately, as a soldier loyal to the kingdom, it is simply impossible to join a rebel army. ā
"What a touching and ridiculous fool," the Duke of Louis shook his head, giving up his intention of continuing to persuade him to surrender, and rode his horse back to his ranks, raising his hand and giving the order: "Attack!" ā
The battle officially began.
Two hundred strong heavy infantry with strong bodies and huge iron shields stood at the forefront of the entire Red Fort army, leading the entire team to slowly advance towards the palace gate, and after a while, they entered the range of the archers on the palace wall. ā
"Whoosh!" Hundreds of extremely sharp bows and arrows were wrapped in an incomparably sharp sound of breaking through the air, and they struck at the Red Keep army that was constantly advancing.
"Raise your shield!" Duke Louis shouted, and the long sword in his hand blocked all the three arrows shot at him three times in a row, of course, ordinary soldiers did not have the ability of the duke who had been in battle for a long time, but you must know that Duke Louis had secretly trained this army for so long, his purpose was to make them play a role in the battle of today's palace, how could he be unprepared for the defense of the palace?
The soldiers of the Red Fort, which was covered by the range of bows and arrows, did not panic in the slightest, and took out a shield more than half a meter long from behind them and raised it into the air, firmly protecting all the vital points of their bodies. Sharp arrows hit the shields made of sturdy Valyrian steel, sending a dense metal crashing sound, and then ricocheting off with little effect.
"What?" General Vasily on the palace wall couldn't help but widen his eyes, obviously he didn't expect such a result at all, his heart suddenly sank to the bottom, the other party came this time obviously premeditated for a long time, so will the follow-up means he can use also be resolved by the Red Fort army led by Duke Louis?
But now General Vasily had no other choice, so he still decisively issued a second order: "Mage regiment, indiscriminate bombing in front of you!" ā
Fifty court mages were already ready, and when they heard the words, they recited incantations one after another, and the next moment hundreds of fireballs the size of a basin roared down from the sky, like extraterrestrial meteorites towards the Red Fort army, judging from the powerful scorching breath and magic fluctuations contained in the huge fireballs, as long as these fireballs that consumed half of the magic power of the mage group to summon fell into the Red Fort army that was standing very densely, then the damage caused was definitely unbearable for Duke Louis!
"Humph!" Duke Louis was unhurried, but a sarcastic smile appeared on his face: "Do you think that only your royal family can have the help of magicians?" Where are the Red Keep Mages? ā
A muffled chanting of magic spells also sounded around Duke Louis, and thirty Red Fort mages disguised as ordinary soldiers finally revealed their true faces at this moment, a huge hemispherical light shield enveloped the entire Red Fort phalanx, looking like a blue transparent hemisphere with a diameter of hundreds of meters, it was the spell known as the lifelong enemy of the fireball technique - Water Shield Technique!
Hundreds of huge fireballs slammed down on this huge water shield, erupting one after another, and the two diametrically opposed but equally powerful magical forces attacked and defended to launch the most direct hedge.
The Red Keep mage group around Duke Louis was obviously on the weak side in this battle, and from time to time, a mage exhausted his magic power and vomited blood and fell to the ground, and the light on the blue light shield became more and more dim under the overwhelming bombardment of hundreds of fireballs. But even so, the mages of the Red Keep managed to block the attack of the palace mage group after paying the price of half of the mages!
Blocked! Duke Louis was in good spirits, this wave of attacks from the court mage group was originally the most worrying part of his entire plan, as long as this wave of attacks was resisted, his plan was truly the most critical step before success.
Due to the peculiarities of magic, the next wave of attacks from the court mages will not arrive until at least half a minute later, and the archers' arrows are simply not a problem for themselves. What's more, the Red Fort army led by himself has finally come close enough to the tall and sturdy palace walls!
Duke Louis suddenly raised the long sword in his hand high into the sky and shouted, "Ready!" ā
The soldiers at the front of the Red Keep phalanx suddenly spread out to both sides like a tidal wave, revealing what had been hidden behind them by their tall figures. General Vasily on the palace wall looked intently, and found that these things turned out to be a cannon about half a person high, a total of as many as a twelve, under the hard adjustment of the soldiers under the Duke of Louis, the swarthy muzzle of the cannon had begun to stand proudly, aiming at the palace wall under his feet.
"Magic Cannon!" General Vasily's mouth grew up, his heartbeat seemed to have missed half a beat, and even his voice became a little hoarse: "Hell, where did he get so many magic cannons?" It's not good, retreat quickly, give me retreat, retreat! ā
However, it was already too late, and Duke Louis's face showed a smile of victory, and the long sword in his hand swung down heavily: "Fire!" ā
Twelve deafening sounds rang out at the same time, and these terrible weapons carried into the city by Deacon Polly in the carriage of the Louis Chamber of Commerce finally showed their fangs and roared angrily towards the palace walls, and twelve red pillars of light comparable to the full force of the Holy Demon Guide bombarded out of the cannon barrel and slammed into the palace walls.
The palace walls, which were known for their solidity, were completely vulnerable in the face of such a terrible force, and they were shattered like tofu, and large swaths collapsed to the ground, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky. General Vasily and the hundreds of Praetorian Guard soldiers under his command who were guarding the palace walls did not even have time to react, and they were all buried in the ruins formed by the collapse of the palace walls!
With just one blow, these twelve magic guide cannons completely bombarded this section of the palace wall that was hundreds of meters long and fifteen meters high into ruins!
The ecstasy of victory filled the whole heart of Duke Louis, and he rushed to the palace without even waiting for the smoke and dust to clear, and finally shouted out the thought that had circled in his mind countless times over the years: "Kill into the palace and slaughter Bonaparte!" ā
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