Chapter 068: Negotiations Break Down
After Duke Mellon gave the order, he immediately cast the wind magic, and the whole person flew in mid-air like a bird, taking the lead towards the city gate, while Haixin and the others were summoned by Haixin to follow with all their strength.
A group of several people galloped to the city wall of the West Gate in less than ten minutes, and Haixin had just stood firm, and he was shocked by the scene in front of him and gasped.
I saw that the plain outside the city walls was like an endless black sea, and the army of Saint-Malo in black armor seemed to dye the whole land black.
The soldiers under the armor hissed and shouted rhythmically, and the shouts were deafening, reaching through the sky, such a spectacular and exciting scene, seeing that the heartbeat of several people in Haixin suddenly accelerated, and they only felt that they would suddenly stop in the next second.
The crowd was stunned for a long time, and it took them a rush of running to wake them up.
At this time, the defenders of the Waltz Kingdom rushed to the city wall, and groups of archers lined up on the city wall and aimed their bows and arrows at the city.
Behind the archers were the infantrymen with spears and shields, and at the back stood a line of mages with staffs.
The cavalry under the city tower had already mounted their war horses and assembled in formation on the square below the city tower, and the entire city wall was surrounded by a neat queue of Boton City guards.
After a while, a soldier who looked like an officer quickly ran up to Duke Mellon and knelt down on one knee and shouted, "Report to the commander-in-chief!
"The herald obeys the order! Two brigades will be dispatched, one team will summon the residents of the whole city to the refuge square, and the other team will disperse the whole city to patrol the whole city in small teams to strictly guard against enemy scouts and spies! The remaining regiments of the whole city will stand by in place! There must be no mistake!"
Duke Mellon was as calm as ever, methodical and quick to give orders.
"Yes!" the herald ran downstairs to deliver the order.
Pol stood beside Mellon and said with a heavy weight: "The people of Saint-Malo have been silent for more than ten years without moving, and today they will be able to hold on to the border again, and Brother Mellon must be cautious." ”
Duke Mellon looked at Pol apologetically and said, "Brother Pol, my brother has troubled you. ”
"Brother Mellon, what do you say is not even involved, you and I are commensurate with brothers, how can I watch you fight the battlefield, big brother. Besides, if Saint-Malo is allowed to succeed, the Waltz Kingdom will surely be ruined, and the people will not be able to make a living, so how can the Eisen family, whose purpose is to do good, sit idly by!"
"Well, the country is in trouble, and the husband is responsible, let our brothers work together again today!" Mellon's arrogance was so arrogant that he seemed to have returned to his youth in his twenties.
Hai Xinyao looked at the mighty St. Malo army in front of him and said angrily: "Why do the St. Malo people have to provoke a war, isn't it good to coexist peacefully?
Duke Mellon frowned and explained: "The St. Malo army is famous for its invincible iron cavalry and ambition, they are savage, rough and intellectual, and have no qualifications to become magicians at all, although they have shamans who have been passed down from ancient times, but when the fortress of Bolton City was first built, it was useless to face the iron walls of Bolton City's Saint-Malo cavalry and shamans. ”
They attacked the city for two years without success, killed and wounded more than 400,000 soldiers, and lost countless financial resources. ”
"I had proposed to take advantage of the victory and pursue the barbarians of Saint-Malo and annihilate them in one fell swoop, alas...... It's a pity that our king Edward III was too reserved and conservative to take the initiative, and after so many years, he let Saint-Malo recover. ”
"As I expected, if we really have to face the barbarian invasion again today, the comeback Saint-Malo must have mastered a new method of siege, and this time, I am afraid that there will be a bitter battle to be fought today. ”
Pol comforted: "Brother Mellon, don't worry too much, you have already laid a trap and prepared for it before, besides, Bolton City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, how can those simple-minded barbarians break through, let's cheer up and do our best, victory must be ours!"
"Kingdom of Saint-Malo......" Haixin silently recited the name in his heart.
He understands today that one person can attack and hurt another because of his selfish desires.
And a country composed of countless people will also attack and invade another country because of selfish desires.
When the evil of human nature rises to the state, the damage and impact will also be infinitely magnified.
If you want to protect yourself and your loved ones from being hurt by others, you must be strong enough, and if you want your country not to be invaded by other countries, you must be even stronger!
Less than ten minutes before the entire city of Bolton entered the pre-battle preparations, a military general suddenly came out of the opposite camp outside the city walls.
It seemed that the man was dressed as a general, and he rode his horse to a distance of about eight hundred paces outside the wall.
This distance is a safe distance that neither the bow nor magic can attack, the archer can't shoot at all, and the distance of ordinary magic is too close.
Unless it is a high-level magic above the level of a magician, it can attack farther, but the more powerful the magic, the longer the chant will take, and when you see the magicians chanting, I'm afraid no one will stand there stupidly waiting to be beaten, right?
The man shouted loudly in the direction of the city wall with the magic sound transmission stone: "Waltz listen, I have come to negotiate on the orders of the commander-in-chief, Count Sid!
Duke Mellon replied loudly: "I am Mellon! Aren't you Saint-Malo people who want to provoke war again cause public indignation in the kingdoms of the whole continent? Listen to this lord, it's not too late for you to withdraw your troops now!"
The people under the city laughed disdainfully, "Hahaha...... Don't talk nonsense! Duke Mellon! Our great King, His Majesty Louis VII, remembered that you were a talent, and His Majesty said that if you are willing to abandon the city and surrender, then you will still be made a duke and govern a city. ”
"But if you don't know how to resist anyway, Gaga, then don't blame General Ben's men for ruthlessly slaughtering your whole city and killing you chickens and dogs......!"
"Hmph, you want to slaughter the city, then you have to get over my wall first!" Duke Mellon suddenly became angry.
"Quack, good, good, good, good, just what I want, General Ben has not drunk blood for a day, and he is uncomfortable, this time he can finally drink enough, hahaha......" The man laughed wickedly.
Duke Mellon gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Brute! Your Saint-Malo barbarians invaded my homeland and killed my compatriots, it is simply an act of beast and beast! You murderous and blood-drinking demon is not afraid of being punished by the gods! You dare to be arrogant here! If you stand closer, I will kill you with one move!"
Seeing that General Saint-Malo under the city was so evil and so arrogant, all five of Haixin were filled with righteous indignation, Haixin stared at his round eyes, puffed out his nose and said fiercely: "Frank!
Frank had already wanted to make a move, and when he heard Haixin's order, he immediately became energetic, and then squinted his eyes in anticipation and said, "Where do you want me to shoot him?"
Hai Xin said hatefully: "Since the negotiation broke down, there is no need for his subordinates to show mercy! Since he dares to speak provocatively, then shoot him in the throat!"
Shoot him in the throat? All the defenders on the city wall, except for the five people in Haixin, seemed to have heard a big joke.
Even Duke Mellon and Pol were full of incomprehension, and they had a common idea in their hearts -
These two boys, I'm afraid they're not two fools, right?