Chapter 3 The Soldiers Approached the Vask
The wedding held by the Duke of White Bread for his sister did not have the atmosphere of the nobles at all, how hasty and hasty it was, and how hasty and hasty it was, it was a little more formal than the robbers robbing their relatives - after all, His Excellency Duke was anxious to march into the city of big barrels, and he was preparing to marry in the early morning of the next day, and he led the family's most elite armed forces and the newly incorporated mercenary group to embark on a journey to compete for the throne. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
The guests at the banquet privately lamented the simplicity of the wedding banquet, but no one felt sorry for Miss White Bread herself, because it was not the first time she had experienced marriage, she had already married a husband half a year ago, and that wedding was a serious one. But the bridegroom fell from his horse a few months later, and died with a whimper, so that Miss White Bread became a widow at a young age.
Only the minotaurs and half-elves who had never seen the world felt that this scene was luxurious enough, especially the wine and meat and food were presented like flowing water, which was completely different from the limited supply in the barracks, which made them the most excited. Although the hall was full of gossip and secrets of high society that were rarely heard of, it was far less important for them to devote themselves to studying these gossip matters than to hurry up and eat and drink.
It wasn't until someone couldn't get used to the two guys looking like hillbillies and came over to stimulate them that the former captain and deputy captain of the infantry team lifted his head from the vegetable pot.
"Oh, you're saying that our head of the regiment married a wife and had a child by the way? Then he is really blessed to have a good thing of buying one get one free. The half-elf wiped his mouth, and a string of sparks appeared in his two pupils—this was called envy.
"Just getting married, booking the next family member, this is a good sign of prosperity!" The minotaur put down his glass abruptly, and a pair of eyes flashed red—this is called jealousy.
The sound of falling to the ground sounded, and a promising aristocratic young man foamed at the mouth and did not wake up.
"Captain, do you see, the regimental commander is better than us anyway," the half-elf looked at his close comrade with tears in his eyes, "not only has he found a young and golden wife, but it seems that someone will call him dad within a few months of marriage...... Let's hug and cry! ”
"Life, this is fate, people have a little white face, and they can't be convinced - hey, stay away from me, I don't have those messy hobbies!"
Sure enough, as the Duke of White Bread said, the battle of succession was just a game between the two dukes' families, and they passed through the territories of many nobles along the way, not only did they not encounter any obstacles, but they received a lot of gifts in private, as well as cheap greetings such as "I wish His Excellency the Duke a victorious start and an early ascension to the throne". This act of not giving a public gift not only preemptively shows favor to the White Bread family, but also does not offend the Black Pepper family in case they fail to compete for the throne.
The former kerosene lamp mercenaries had the opportunity to see a unique style of fortification, in a country where there is no square castle in sight, but instead a round town, large or small, straight or flat. The shape of the castle wall is also slightly inflated, and it is said that such a structure is more likely to withstand the blows of siege engines.
"These cities are built like big buckets!" The half-elf, who couldn't hide his words in his heart, shouted in surprise on the road.
"Bucket City is the capital of the Principality of Black Pepper, and the cities we passed through were Barrel City, Barrel City, ......"
"Your Excellency, do cities have a 'barrel' in their names?" The half-elf asked curiously.
"Almost yes, in the Lunan Continent, the vegetarian dynasty has always been known as the 'Land of Ten Thousand Barrels'."
"Oh", the half-elf suddenly thought of another question, "And what is the barrel of the capital of your Principality of White Bread?" ”
"Rice Bucket City."
“…… What a majestic name. ”
"Our cities are nothing, and when you get to the capital, you know what the real vat is."
It is said that the big barrel city is indeed the first barrel in the world, and the size of the city alone can accommodate a population of less than 200,000, which is already a very large number in a cold country. The city wall is built tall and big, white and red, distinctive, standing outside the city and looking up, like a huge duck eggshell.
Duke White Bread pointed to the city wall and explained to his new subordinates, "This is built with fine jade and coated with cement, it is full of toughness and excellent elasticity, even if it is attacked by a catapult, it is difficult to damage it, and it is more likely that the stone bullet is shaken back by the wall and smashed into your own troops." ”
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"This city has been established for thousands of years, and it is the oldest famous city in our country, and it is also the model for all other barrel cities. Legend has it that this circle of jade walls has been alive because of its age, and even if it can make some gaps, it can slowly grow and recover on its own. ”
"Youkai!" It's not panic anymore, it's fear. For a time, some people in the former kerosene lamp team took out amulets and kissed them, some people burned incense and prayed, and some people took out pens to write wills to prepare for the future......
"Is this legend true or false?" Soon after the marriage, Viscount Bambu was full of red light, and asked questions calmly, saving a lot of impression points for his uncompetitive subordinates.
"I don't know. However, the wall has not been repaired in recent centuries, but there has never been a single pinhole-sized wound or hair-thick scratch on it. The Duke of White Bread was very annoyed, "I still miscalculated, if I attack hard, not to mention that this city cannot be defeated alive or dead, even those citizens in the capital who regard the city walls as a holy city will be dissatisfied with me." ”
"In other words, this city can't be beaten, and it can't be fought?" Bambu pondered, "We have to find a way to get around it?" ”
"Well, dear brother-in-law, what do you have a good idea? As long as the black pepper is out of town, it must not be my white baker's opponent. "Obviously, with the addition of a powerful mercenary group, the Duke of White Bread has a lot of confidence.
"Your Excellency, this city is both the capital and the holy city, and it is shameful to attack it, and conversely, it is shameful to use it." Bambu smiled and said, "We can hand out leaflets, declaring that Black Pepper is hiding in the city, not daring to face each other in a dignified manner, without the image of a king's army, what face do we have to fight for the throne?" ”
"It's a good idea, but will it work?" The Duke held his chin and thought, "If they are cheeky and refuse to come out, when will we wait?" ”
"However, the citizens of the royal city are not subjects of the Duchy of Black Pepper, and they are not obligated to serve Black Pepper, let alone be kidnapped in Black Pepper's chariot." Bambu said confidently, "Black Pepper is closed to the city, and the citizens of the royal capital are like being imprisoned, and they will not tolerate the loss of freedom because of Black Pepper's cowardice." Over time, there will definitely be civil unrest in the Big Barrel City. ”
"My dear brother-in-law, you are so talented." The Duke happily ordered, "Come, give me more leaflets, to show that we are sincere in discussing the ownership of the throne with the Black Pepper family, and that we are definitely not here to harass the citizens of the royal capital—all over the country will send them to me, and if Black Pepper does not dare to come out again, they will not be able to raise their heads in front of everyone." ”
A few days after the leaflet was sent, the Duke of White Bread gradually lost his patience, "Viscount Bambu, why is there any movement in the city?" ”
"Your Excellency, the Black Pepper family is still hesitating, they know that when they go out of the city, there is no chance of victory in terms of troops. The accumulation of public grievances will take a certain amount of time, and the current pressure in the royal capital is not enough to force them to make up their minds to fight. After about a month, the situation will slowly change. ”
"Waiting more than a month? I think it's been too long, is there a way to get them to come out sooner? ”
"It's easy, send them another letter and tell them that it's useless to delay, and that the people of Vat City will drive you away first, without us doing anything. Moreover, if you continue to crouch down like this, we can go straight to your hometown of Bucket City without morality. ”
"Very well, very well," the Duke nodded repeatedly, "this time, Black Pepper will definitely give up the illusion, recognize the reality, and understand that this head-on battle is inevitable." ”
"Juban Battle?"
"Yes, it's Juban War."
"What I want to ask is, what is Juban War?"
In the commander's tent of the White Bread Barracks, the Duke read the reply of the Black Pepper family to the senior generals. The letter was to the effect that if the whole army fought to the death, it would greatly damage each other's vitality, but it would be cheaper for others. It is better to decide the victory or defeat by the "Juban War", and the winning family will inherit the throne, and the losing side will not suffer too much damage.
"These guys obviously saw that the troops were far behind, and the whole army had lost and won the confrontation, so they wanted to rely on the 'Shiban War' to get back the defeat." The Duke of White Bread scolded the other party for being cunning in his heart, "What do you think of this?" ”
The so-called "Juban War" is an ancient way of warfare inherited by the vegetarian dynasty. The two armies each selected ten generals to face off one-on-one by one. At the end of each game, the loser is eliminated directly, and the winner can choose to make a substitution, or the winner can move on to the next game. When all the players of one side are defeated, the other team wins.
"Your Excellency, Black Pepper wants to bargain, how can it be so easy for them? At most, we will wait a few more days, and they will be forced out by the people in the Vat City, and then we will rush up and kill them without leaving a single piece of armor. ”
The old ministers of the White Bread family unanimously disagreed to give up the great superiority in forces.
Only the newly promoted Viscount Bambu did not say a word, and slowly sipped his steaming coffee.
These days of contact, the Duke has taught the former head of the regiment a lot of shrewdness, and is eager to hear his opinion, "Dear brother-in-law, what do you think about this matter?" ”
"I think it's very simple." Bambu unhurriedly put down the silver cup, "Since Black Pepper can't do it for himself, let them taste the bitterness in the Juban battle." ”
"Well, dear brother-in-law, you may not know it yet," the Duke frowned, "The Black Pepper family does have quite a few excellent knights, and they are very famous throughout the kingdom. ”
Bambu approached the young duke and whispered a few words in his ear, and the latter immediately smiled, "That's no problem, let's discuss the candidates for the Juban War." ”
"Captain Clark was the first to play, and I was the second." Bambhu returned to his seat, "I don't have any opinion on the rest of the list, it's up to His Excellency the Duke and you to decide." ”
After the meeting dispersed, the half-elf, who had just figured out what the Juban War was all about, came over and asked Bambu, "Commander, what did you just say to the duke, why did he agree all at once?" ”
"Oh, I'll give him a few names of those who died at Clark's hands."
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