"The curfew time has arrived, and no one is allowed to stay outside, and they will be executed if they are discovered!" Aldolph is now gathering people from most of the province, even if the city gate is closed a few days ago, the street is also very lively, the war has made the population of Aldolph have already exceeded the normal living level of the city, but fortunately, the climate is good, and it doesn't hurt for the homeless people to find a place to make do with it, and now because of the siege of the rebels, it has to implement a curfew, so as not to be stolen by the rebels in the city to open the city gates, the homeless people are all taken to the barracks, men, women and children are all crowded together, as long as these people can still hold the moving weapons, If you can put on armor, you will be armed. So at this moment, only the neat steps of the patrolling soldiers and the sound of weapons and armor grinding on the wide streets remained, and there was no noise in the city.

Compared with the tense atmosphere in the city, the campfire tents outside the city are densely populated, the military camp is full of people, the rebels are constantly cutting wood day and night to build siege equipment, Aldolf's city wall has to be filled by people alone, that must be an astronomical amount, and the rebels and their supporters naturally know, so in addition to mortars (large mortars, which are the most common artillery in the empire, with low terrain restrictions, limited damage to the city walls, mainly used to kill and injure infantry), a large number of hired dwarven craftsmen make trebuchets on the spot, Middenheim really made a bloody investment. Countless civilians behind the rebel barracks have been pulling huge stones day and night to transport them to the designated places under the threat of whips and spears of the rebels.

The rebel commander's tent was also brightly lit at the moment, and the rebel commander, Hans Ginterley, sat on the main seat and listened to the reports of his two generals.

"My lord, what you have prepared in the past few days can already sustain the consumption of the siege."

"Very good, although the ammunition is sufficient, don't let them stop, these untouchables are dead when they die, there is nothing to be sorry about, as long as you can defeat Aldolph, people can make up for you at any time, by the way, is Middenheim's legion still honest?"

"Back to my lord, everything is normal."

The rebels have four half-full legions (one legion with twenty teams), surrounding the main gate of Aldolf, one of which is a half-formation of assistance from the direction of Middenheim, six teams of giant swordsmen, six captains of contradictory soldiers (a high-end version of ordinary spearmen), four captains of halberders, ten teams of ordinary swordsmen, four teams of imperial knights, six teams of mortar cannons and twenty-four cannons, and the captain of the empire. But don't underestimate these more than 3,000 people, they are definitely the main force in the siege.

And the rebels, with the continuous support of Middenheim, also gathered three full legions, ten crossbowmen, ten captains of contradictions, twenty ordinary spearmen, twenty swordsmen, plus hurried trebuchets and the like, a total of 8,000 men.

"Guys, in three days there will be a full army of Middenheim who will cross the Talabek River and come from the direction of the Blood Forest, which is led by General Richter himself, so!" Hans paused and continued in a higher voice, "The level of our future officials will be determined by these three days! Fight down in three days, high-ranking officials are waiting for us, we can't beat it, hmph, the meaning of this uprising is not at all, can you two understand?! ”

"Your subordinates will do their best to conquer Aldolph within three days!"

"Very good, go down, rest early, and attack the city on time at dawn tomorrow morning!"

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The night does not last forever, the sun rises when the night dissipates, and the palace in the Aldolf seems so silent in this black and white communication. Originally, more than half of the palace attendants were laid off due to financial problems, and there is no one at the moment.

"Your Majesty, there is still no movement in the Magic Academy's and the Mage Tower, and the low-level mages can't sense any trace of dimensional magic at all" Hoston, the Minister of Architecture, sighed helplessly, although he was the Minister of Architecture, and he had also been to the Academy of Magic to repair the Mage Tower, but completely closing the passage made him helpless.

At this moment, in the main hall of the palace, in addition to Carl, there are four ministers from the previous emperor's period, who were all retired, and finally Carl came to visit them one by one and invited them back, and the previous ministers either defected or were assassinated, how can there be trustworthy people. Field Marshal Robert, Rick Lordton, Secretary of State of Architecture, Ginnes, Chancellor of the Exchequer, and Chriss, the Witch Hunter, who has become useless.

"These self-esteemed mages have never put the survival of the empire in their eyes, they are just a group of mercenary villains, if the empire can survive this time, I beg Your Majesty to give an order to destroy them!" Robert's hatred for these mages was beyond the limit, and for a supreme military commander who had dedicated his life to the Empire, the actions of these mages were simply intolerable.

"Okay, Your Excellency Marshal, it's not that the mages have done nothing, at least the closure of the past few years has left us with a lot of money, otherwise Aldolph won't be able to last so long, and now the top priority is to find a way to survive, if you want to destroy these mages, you have to solve the current predicament first, and then as long as Your Majesty agrees, how much money you want, I will give you as much as I want." Chancellor of the Exchequer Jeans touched his little mustache and persuaded Robert without hurrying or slow, for the Chancellor of the Exchequer, this group of mages who only know how to ask for money is not a good thing, obviously there are so many places to use money, but the emperor still asked him to give 50% of the annual tax revenue to these mages who never knew how to say thank you, maybe for Jeans, these mages are the real vampires.

"Hmph, the mage is finished, isn't it time to destroy us?" Although Chrissy is a girl, she speaks in a cold tone that she thinks is the Dark Knight, without a trace of emotional fluctuations. Witch hunters are new humans created by forcibly changing genes through secret medicines, but the success rate is outrageously low, they are agile, extremely long-lived, and have strong perceptions, although they cannot use the magical wind in the air, they can practice special runes to send out magic-like attacks, and they are also good at alchemy. The cat's pupils and cold emotions are the best way for everyone to distinguish them, all witch hunters are born assassins, and they are a powerful force specially used by the empire to restrain mages, and the witch hunters who have been stationed in the palace all year round plus Chrissy are now only three, because the temple of Middenheim is the headquarters of the witch hunters, and most of them died in battle to protect Carl's life.

"That's it! Seniors, when will it be time to stop the meeting" Carl was a little helpless, he had been arguing all his life, and he couldn't stand it when he was old.

"Seniors, I have decided, I will not leave Aldolph and run away, I have already written the inheritance contract, if I unfortunately die in battle, then, Lee Roald will inherit the throne, whether he comes to save me or not, uncles and aunts......"

"Huh!?" Chrissy's eyes widened, and the witch hunter's ageless face really embarrassed Carl.

"Uncle and sister,"

"Humph!" A roll of the eyes, Chrissy did not continue to speak, woman, tsk.

"The glory you once enjoyed with the emperor is about to be trampled under the feet of others, all of this is my fault, but please protect this contract for the sake of the emperor, I believe that the eldest brother will definitely unify the ten provinces of the empire again for him, for you, and for me, and regain the lost glory!" After saying that, Karl stepped down from the throne, performed the highest knightly salute to the four ministers, and took out a magic contract: "Please! Everybody! ”