Chapter 18: The Civil War of Albion: The Battle of the Four Kings
On the third day of the Albion Civil War, on the plain of the royal capital of Albion, Haotian and Gandalf welcomed reinforcements from the crown prince of Willus. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ info Fifteen thousand soldiers of the Grunt family, scattered among the people, appeared all over the country to strengthen the prestige of Willus, and recovered the territory of the minor nobles, after the small nobles fell to Willus to join the kingdom, in addition to leaving 5,000 troops as eyes and ears, the remaining 10,000 troops were gathered in the royal capital.
By this time, the combined forces of the Grunt family and the Toristine family outside the royal capital were sixteen thousand five hundred; The royal capital of the House House, Mani, and Pace families allied with 15,000 troops.
The three fathers and daughters of Haotian, Gandalf, Willus, and Grent in the command gathered together to discuss how to attack the royal capital. In the face of the fact that the royal family of Albion had been running for generations, with high walls and abundant supplies, everyone was worried, and previous experience told them that it would take more than three times as many troops to build such a fortified city, but now the two sides are almost the same in strength, and it is really difficult to move.
"The royal city is strong and difficult to attack, it is better to besiege it than to attack it. Now that we have recovered most of the territory of the country, we can mobilize those small noble city lords to send supplies continuously, and no matter how sufficient the materials of the royal capital are, as long as the siege lasts for ten days and half a month, the royal capital that lacks food will collapse on its own. Gandalf has a workable suggestion.
The three members of the Grent family, who had almost touched the fruits of victory, agreed to this proposal, and since there was a way to win safely, they did not want to risk the lives of more family soldiers.
Willus was anxious to see that his main enemies were gathered in the royal capital, and he could not help them, so he was angry. But he also had sense, and knew that the sacrifice of the storming king was huge and the chances of victory were slim. After compromising in his heart, Willus said: "Since the royal capital is difficult to attack, it is better to turn around and recover the territory of the Mani, Pace, House, and McGan families." β
The Glent father and daughter had no opinion, but Gandalf and Haotian were silent.
Willus asked, "Is there anything bad about it?" β
Gandalf spoke: "Crown Prince, there are not many troops in those places, as long as the royal capital is captured, other places will naturally fall to the wind. But if you spread your forces to attack those territories now, you will suffer heavy losses if you are attacked from behind by the enemy forces in the royal capital or the enemy forces of the McGans. Besides, the McGen family should also sort out the situation, if the royal capital falls, there are only 10,000 troops and there is no strong city like the royal capital, and the McGan family can only be defeated. So, I think the McCann family is almost going to lead the army to join the enemy forces in the royal capital. β
"Gandalf is right, the 10,000 enemy troops of the McOrgan family can affect the victory and defeat, and they should not be underestimated. If Willus can make a will, as long as the McGhan family raises an army to vote, they will not be guilty of the past, and they may be able to win this 10,000 troops. β
"It's impossible, except for the Grunt family, all the other betrayers will have to pay the price." Willus said flatly.
"In that case, then I have another way." The corners of Haotian's mouth were slightly raised, a little sarcastic.
Willus's eyes lit up: "Tell me quickly." β
The three Grent and Gandalf also looked at Haotian in surprise.
"In addition to fifteen thousand enemy troops, there were also a hundred thousand people in the royal capital. The royal capital of Albion has ruled the country for 6,000 years, and the people of the royal capital should be the most comfortable with the rule of the Albion family. As long as Willus instigates them to attack the soldiers and open the city gates, we will naturally be able to cross the royal capital and fight the enemy forces in the city. β
After Haotian finished speaking, everyone present fell silent.
"You, how can you do this? How can a war between nobles involve civilians, do you know how many civilians will die in this way? Aria, the second daughter of the Grent family, stared at Haotian angrily with her green eyes.
Haotian was noncommittal, and his eyes fell on Willus, who had his head down.
Willus lowered his eyes and remained motionless, passing before his eyes scenes that had not yet happened, what he had seen and what he had not yet witnessed. There were rebellions in various places, and my father couldn't sleep all night; 100,000 enemy soldiers approached the city, 30,000 kings defended to the death, almost all of them died in battle, and the rest protected his father and he escaped from the royal capital; Trapped in a corner of the kingdom, always worried about the rebels; In the last battle, he was knocked unconscious and taken away by Haotian, and heard that his father and teacher were calmly killed. If Haotian's method is adopted, the civilians of the royal capital who do not have swords, guns and armor go out of the house, and rush to the enemy with a pot lid and kitchen knife, blood bursts out, panic spreads, countless civilians die, and the city gate is opened with flesh and blood, and then the melee between our army and the enemy army of more than 30,000 will be involved in the lives of countless civilians, and after the battle of the royal capital, I am afraid that there will be no 30,000 civilians left.
But, so what? The royal family protects the kingdom, and the people support the royal family; If they can trade their lives for a chance to win, why not!! Willus Huo Ran raised his head, his eyes burning: "Do it!" β
Gandalf, Grunt, and Asya exchanged glances in silence and slowly retreated.
"How can you? No, Your Highness Willus, the civilians are innocent. Alia pounced on her and grabbed Willus by the collar excitedly.
Willow's eyes were indifferent, allowing Alia to shake, but his mind wandered to the future hours later.
Haotian, who proposed to mobilize the people of the royal capital, squinted his eyes and thought about how many of the deaths of those people would fall on him? Heh, even if it was all because of me, what could I do? As long as I and Louise live well, then Louise and Tabasha's relatives and friends, then the people of the Academy of Magic, my subordinates, and then Torristin, I have no extra sympathy for the people of Albion.
Convincing himself in this way, Haotian also left silently.
The alliance army outside the royal capital gathered 5,000 archers, tied a note, and approached 200 meters outside the royal capital to throw it into the royal capital. Moving five hundred meters around the royal capital, he threw again, moving again and again, shooting out 100,000 bows and arrows, and densely covering the streets and alleys of the royal capital. Not only the people can pick it up, but the defenders of the royal capital can also pick it up.
The note went something like this: I am Willus, and I am outside the city, and I will invade the royal city and restore the kingdom. As long as you are the subjects of the kingdom who revere the House of Albion as a royal family, please help me to open the gates of the city so that I can enter the royal city and destroy the enemy army.
No matter how many of the people of the royal capital were willing to respond to Willus's call, how many just wanted to survive the civil war in peace, and how many were angry. After these 100,000 bows and arrows fell into the royal capital, there was a tense atmosphere between the defenders and the people, and who knew if the other side would pounce on them.
Then, at about four o'clock in the afternoon, a group of no more than twenty people rushed to the main gate of the royal capital brandishing hoes and kitchen knives, shouting: "For Albion." "Open the gates to greet Crown Prince Willus." "For Crown Prince Willus."
The defenders shot no more than twenty people in the street with arrows.
The air fell silent, like a start, and several more groups of civilians rushed out, crudely armed and charged towards the gates. The attack of the defenders involved some civilians who were reluctant to get involved and just observed the situation, and then, reason was gradually burned, and the blood hit the hearts of the defenders and the people, but when the people suffered thousands of casualties and the defenders were killed and wounded hundreds, the confrontation could not be contained. The people in the royal capital, adults, women, old people, and children, rushed to the city gate with turnips, pot lids, kitchen knives, and hoes, and the swordsmen and pikemen silently stabbed at the civilians, and the archers numbly pulled the bowstrings to harvest life.
"Kill." "Rush."
The clamor and shouts of killing sounded from all over the royal capital, and the royal capital, which had been silent in the atmosphere of the war and wanted to die, was drawn into the war, and the defenders and civilians plundered each other's lives with red eyes.
Inside the palace, House, Mani, and Pace are disturbed by the noise of the outside world, and House summons soldiers to inquire about the situation.
"The king is in chaos, and Willus shoots in countless notes, and now the commoners are storming the gates like madness. The city gates, the city gates may not be able to stand it, my lord. My lord, get out of the way. β
"Shut up and don't disturb the morale of the army." The House family blushed and gasped.
"Something's wrong, let's go out and have a look." House said like two companions.
The three of them walked out of the palace, looking down from the palace with the highest terrain in the royal city, the sound of shouting and killing in the whole royal city came from all directions, there was a fire, no one went to put out the fire when the fire was everywhere, tens of thousands of defenders and people gathered at the city gate, bows and arrows were like rain, knives and guns were like a forest, I don't know how many people died, the city gate could no longer see the original white and was infected by black and red.
"Virus, how dare you!!" House was furious.
"It's terrible, the royal capital, the royal capital may not be able to hold it." Mani panicked.
"Tell me, House, what are we going to do? What else can we do? β
House forced his breath and squeezed out, "Go!" β
"Let's go? Wherever Albion goes, it is the place of Willus, and our territory will not be able to stop him. β
"Leave most of the army behind, leave a thousand troops to escort us back to our respective territories, and sweep away the wealth and technology accumulated over generations to the westernmost port of my House family's territory, and we will go, Goria."
House looked at the city gate with an angry gaze, as if he could see the appearance of Willus outside the royal capital.
"Since he won't let us go, then I'll leave an empty shell for him to rule. Come, set fire to the king's capital, and burn it for me. House said coldly.
"Yes, sir."
The House soldiers retreated and left the palace to set fire to it.
Marni and Pace looked at each other, and there was no other way but to follow the House family all the way to the dark. The three of them quietly left from the back gate of the royal city with the protection of three or four hundred soldiers each, and went to their respective territories.
The shouting of killing in the royal capital lasted for three hours, and from afternoon to evening, half of the sky reflected by the firelight turned red. The main gate of the royal capital finally fell to the ground with a "boom".
"The whole army has it, rush with me." Willus shouted loudly, and led the coalition army into the city gates.
The defenders, who had been slaughtering civilians, hastily turned around and suffered numerous casualties, while the tens of thousands of civilians gathered at the city gates were also mistakenly wounded in the advance of the coalition forces. Willus led 3,000 men and rushed from the gates along the main road towards the palace.
The once exquisite and gorgeous royal palace was already shrouded in flames, and along the way was a scene of hell, with soldiers, civilians, old and weak women, all fighting each other.
Virus rushed outside the royal capital, and the blazing fire forced him to stop. There was a sea of fire in the palace, and there could be people there? "House, Mani, Pace, where are you? Get the hell out of here. Willus swung his sword angrily into the void, his anger out of reach.
The battle in the royal capital continued until dawn, and the flames gradually extinguished after consuming most of the combustibles. The ruins of the city remained, and red blood and black traces of fire engulfed the city. Although there are no statistics, the defenders lost 13,400 killed, the coalition troops killed about 8,000, and the civilians in the city 6 to 70,000 died.
The people of the royal capital, who lived until dawn, looked at the corpses everywhere in a daze, the houses that had become ruins, and the relatives of the corpses, and knelt unbearably and covered their faces and cried. The sound of crying was contagious, and the survivors all over the royal city were crying, and the cry could be heard from far away, and the entire royal capital could be heard for thousands of kilometers around the royal capital.
In the royal palace, where only the stone frame was left after the fire, Willus, Haotian, Grunt father and daughter, and Gandalf all had ugly faces. Aliya pointed at Willus and Haotian angrily, "You two demons. β
Haotian wanted to say that he didn't let him let the fire go, but in the grief of the whole city, he remained silent.
The silence lasted for five minutes, and Haotian spoke first.
"Now that the royal capital has been taken, House and the others are nowhere to be found. We can order other minor nobles to send troops and food to help rebuild the royal capital. And the 10,000 troops of the McGans can threaten us, so be vigilant. β
"Got it." Willus nodded silently.
"When the king is rebuilt, you can be crowned king by Willows, and I will come back to watch the ceremony."
"Well, I'll wait for you."
"Alright, then I'll go. Toristine's army will be lent to you, but I'll bring back the magicians. Goodbye, Willus, Gandalf, and Grent. β
"You, you're leaving?" Aria's eyes widened in surprise.
"I promised to help Willus restore the country, and now that the overall situation has been decided, it will be difficult for the remaining McGhan family to turn around. I was relieved and could go back. Haotian sprinkled.
"You, you, what did you do to Albion, how could you just walk away?" Alia is angry, aggrieved, and dissatisfied.
"Those are the means of war, and as for casualties, they are only inevitable costs. If you were to command, maybe another 100,000 people would die, and we wouldn't necessarily win? β
"You guy, you look down on people too much. I, I sure, maybe I can find a better way? β
"Perhaps, but it's the quickest and best thing I can think of."
"Goodbye, naΓ―ve little girl." Haotian actually rubbed Alia's hair, and then turned to leave.
Willus, Gandalf, Glent, and Asya silently watched him walk away.
Alia stared at him dissatisfiedly, and then slipped out quietly while the other four were eagerly talking.
Damn demon, I'm going to make you pay. Arya said to herself.