Chapter Twenty-Three: News of Victory!
With a bang, the crowd exploded.
"Your Majesty," looked up from the battle report, Duke Kelly's entire face glowing, "Is this news true?"
"I can testify. Every word on it is true!" Before Edward could speak, General Safin strode forward and said proudly.
"Just the day before yesterday, the reinforcements of my Medin City set up an ambush in the Troubled Stone Valley first, annihilated the Feilie Imperial Army, and killed more than 100 enemies. Later, he met the enemy Buzi in the southwest of Firefox Village, beheaded Buzi, and completely annihilated more than 100 Black Lightning Knights under his command. β
Safin's voice echoed through the room.
"After that, our army pursued the enemy Tielun who fled north, and set up an ambush thirty kilometers north of the Warm Water Lake Castle to annihilate it and kill Tielun!"
"At this time, the enemy's Eastern Front troops have realized the danger and have given up their attacks on our major important places, and instead marched into the Red Scorpion Canyon, intending to concentrate their forces and block the reinforcements from Muni City that I am heading south from the fjord theater. But they miscalculated!"
"After the annihilation of Nazi, Buzi and Tielun, the reinforcements of my Medin City and the defenders of the fjord decisively took the initiative to attack, went north to the Red Scorpion Canyon, and yesterday afternoon, with the reinforcements before and after, the enemy was annihilated by the Yezisen Division, cut the night, captured the Zisen, and won a complete victory!"
"Last night, the main force of reinforcements from Muni City arrived in the fjord to build a defensive line. The five most important places in the fjord are in our hands. At the same time, in the west, Grand Duke Adolf has broken through the siege, joined Fano's division in the Night Canyon, defeated the main force of the Southern Army of Philip to defend the Night Canyon, and annihilated more than 30,000 enemies!"
Safin's voice was loud and full of energy. I don't know how many times he has read this battle report, and he said it out loud at this moment. It's really like iron, and it's loud and sound.
Kill Naqi, cut Buzi, cut Tielun, cut the curtain night, and there is a Zisen defeated and captured.
These seven colors of the sea are five masters. Although he is young, everyone has heard of his great name. At this moment, when I heard their fate, every time I heard a "slash", I burst out into an exclamation.
By the time Safin said that Adolf had broken through the siege and annihilated more than 30,000 enemies, many nobles had already been surging with blood, and their bodies were attacked by a burst of electricity, gritting their teeth. Clenched his fists, trembling with excitement.
"Just today, Archduke Adolphus has led the Lulian Legion, the Red Leaf Legion and the Twelfth Army of our Frontier Army to the eastward and arrived at the Corona Slope!
When he said this, even Safin himself couldn't help but shake his heart. Difficult to self-sustain. thoughts, in the midst of the clamor that exploded all around. fluttering.
The previous series of records is amazing enough.
But even he and Edward didn't expect that Sophia would be so ruthless and decisive! Not only did she turn the tide of the battle around, but she even used her strength to set up such a shocking situation!
It's like a game that blocks up all the property. Seeing that it was already a big defeat, who knew that the last card was issued, but the opponent was forced into a desperate situation. With Safin's rich experience, it is completely conceivable, even if Mina has the ability to reach the heavens. This battle was also lost.
Lulian, instead of falling, was able to completely annihilate the Southern Army of Filie, and then triumphantly regained the lost territory!
What an exciting victory!
Safin took a hard breath before stabilizing his mind: "At this moment, Minai is already a turtle in the urn, and within three days, our army will win a complete victory!"
"Unbelievable, unbelievable!" the Chief Elder of the House exclaimed excitedly, "God bless me Saint Soran." God bless me St. Soran!"
With this old voice, the whole room was boiling.
Some of them jumped up, hugged the people next to them, and high-fived each other excitedly, some of them shook their fists, shouted and roared, and a few lords whose territory was not far from Lulian simply threw their hats to the ceiling.
The cheers swept in all directions like a tidal wave, spreading throughout the castle.
The coachmen, the guards, and the servants who were waiting outside the castle stopped chatting and walking, and looked in surprise in the direction of the main building.
What will happen in this meeting is clear to everyone.
In everyone's mind, in the room at this moment, it must be tense, dull and depressing, and they don't even dare to pant loudly.
But no one expected that what everyone heard at this moment would be such indulgent cheers. Those calm and stern, moody and moody aristocratic lords, screaming and making trouble, sounded like a group of furry children who had caught rabbits!
What a twist is this?!
In the center of the room, the nobles beside Donald were already cold in their hands and feet.
By the time Edward's squires took out the battle report, excluded them, and handed them over to the Chief Elder of the House of Councils, someone had already realized that something was wrong.
However, at that time, no one thought about it in this regard.
Even if you want to, you can't think of this kind of Cheng dΓΉ.
The battle situation of Lulian was repeatedly analyzed and deduced. Although Donald is not a good military player, he also has many experienced generals under him. No matter how incompetent and negligent they are, they will never be able to misinterpret the outcome of such a battle.
The reason why Donald has endured for so many years is that he is extremely cautious by nature.
This time, he also discussed with everyone repeatedly, made up his mind, and waited until the news of the loss of the fjord was conclusive, and then launched.
Originally, in their opinion, this forced palace, integrating the right time, place and people, and pressing down the overwhelming momentum, Edward didn't even have a chance to resist.
Unexpectedly, in the end, something went wrong. And it went wrong where it was least likely to go wrong.
When Safin read Loulian's report aloud, his every word was like a hammer, hitting the heart of every nobleman who supported Donald.
The fjords, the night valleys, the good news that would have made the whole of Saint-Solan crazy, finally came together in the cheers of the nobles they thought would fall to them, and turned into a huge slap in the face. Pumped it hard.
Syllable!
The slap is loud to the extreme!
This slap directly dispersed the momentum formed by these nobles who supported Donald before. Their questioning, the qiΔ they pushed hard, was like the tide crashing against a hard reef, just a splash of broken water in the sky, falling one after another. Crackling in the foaming tide, it gradually receded.
"How so?" said Ebut, who was completely dumbfounded, turning his head in a daze, trying to find an answer, or for the support of those around him.
However, it was only the nobles of Donald's family who answered him with the same dejected eyes.
"This can't be!" said someone with a trembling voice.
But everybody knows that this kind of news. You can't fake it. Even if Edward announced his abdication, it was absolutely impossible to use such false news to ruin the glory of the Solan family and deceive these nobles.
Watts' face turned unusually pale. He quickly turned his head and looked at Donald. He didn't know what would happen to Donald in such a huge blow.
In his sight, Donald was expressionless.
This old man is like a sculpture. Stand there silently. He looked at Edward with a blank face, as if he was deaf to everything that happened. Looks. There is nothing different from the usual ruling empire, the powerful minister who controls the world.
He's still so strong, he's still intimidating, and his eyes are still sharp. It's like an iceberg, in this boiling and noisy hall. Standing still.
But Watts was the one who knew Donald best, after all.
At this moment, he seemed to see the cracks that spread like spider webs under Donald's cold, hard shell.
Thirty years of planning, thirty years of forbearance, and finally made up his mind at this moment. Shot with all his might, seeing that he was only one step away from the throne, but suffered such an incredible reversal. I am afraid that this kind of thing will have a kind of despair of "God wants to kill me, not the crime of war" in any person.
It's not that Edward is powerful, it's not that the opportunity is wrong, and it's not that this launch is not thorough and decisive enough. This is simply a trick of fate!
That's where the most frustration comes in.
This chill, like a howling snow wind, became more and more chilling with the excited chatters and cheers of the nobles around them.
In silence, Donald nodded slowly.
"It seems that I misunderstood," Donald spoke, and said slowly, "Your Majesty is worthy of being a generation of heroes, and such a sinister situation can be avoided. Good luck. β
The surroundings gradually fell silent.
"Since His Majesty has given an explanation, then His Majesty can keep this seat for the time being," Donald looked away, turned around, looked behind him, and showed a gentle smile on his face, "What the future holds, let's go and see." Ladies and gentlemen, I have something to do, so I'll take my leave. β
With that, he took the lead and walked out of the room. Watts and the others blushed and followed him closely.
Bang. The heavy door closed tightly, separating the two worlds.
Inside the door, Safin and other nobles loyal to the royal family burst into cheers.
Outside the door, Donald walked through the hallway and out of the building, his figure swaying slightly as he stood in the sunlight. Watts tried to help him, but was pushed away.
Donald stood on his feet and took a deep breath. When he turned his head and looked at the building, there was a terrible hideous look on his face.
"Watts. He whispered.
"Your Excellency!" Watts stepped forward, slightly leaning in, waiting for his command.
"Go find out what's going on over there with Lulian. Donald's voice was gloomy, "Inform our people and get them ready." Now that the face has been torn, the next step is to die. β
"Yes!"
"Arrange for me to see His Majesty the Pope. In addition, Edward's side needs to be cut as much as possible, give me a list......."
"Yes!"
Donald turned and got into the carriage.
The door closed, and the light dimmed, hiding his figure in shadows like a ghost.
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Atlanta City's central plaza is crowded with more and more people.
Many people in the vicinity heard the news of the war in the south from Shinodo, and not only passers-by ran to this side, but even those who were working and doing business also abandoned their work, closed their shops, and hurriedly ran over with the crowd.
Just half a prayer hour. I don't know that the small downstairs of the hall is already crowded with people.
However, the people who were looking forward to it waited for a long time, but they couldn't wait for the news to be announced. There were sharp-eyed people who recognized the knights who were escorting the messengers.
"It's from the Ministry of Supervision!" the people whispered.
"What are they doing here?"
"Who knows? The Ministry of Supervision is now a person of His Majesty. Although these guys are all cold, and everyone looks like they owe them money, but I think the more vicious they are, the better. I heard that they have arrested several cabinet officials recently, and even Donald slapped the table!"
"Really?"
"No, the current Ministry of Supervision is very powerful. β
"But what's the use of being powerful, now that Lulian is fighting like this, Donald has come to Atlanta to do something. Who doesn't know? If His Majesty is really forced to abdicate, then ...... in the future"
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent again.
The people who arrived one after another on the periphery also grabbed the people around them and asked a few words about the current situation, while the people in the middle just waited quietly in the bright sun.
This kind of waiting, every minute and every second, is torment. But no one complained.
As a Solan. Their fate and the land, and the empire. and the soldiers of the southern front are tightly tied. Just to get news from the front, even if it takes a long time, everyone is willing.
In the silence, suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from outside the crowd.
I saw an officer from the Ministry of Supervision galloping over, far away. The flag in his hand waved. The knights of the Supervision Department, who were guarding the side of the small building, turned their horses' heads neatly, passed through the crowd, and galloped away in the direction of the officers.
When the figure of a group of knights disappeared into the distance, they saw the door of the balcony on the second floor of the small building. It opened with a creak, and a middle-aged man, accompanied by the staff of the Unknown Hall, walked out.
"It's Mr. Tony. Archdeacon of Atlanta!"
"He actually announced the news in person?"
"That's right, shhhh
As he walked out of the room, Tony felt that the sunlight was a little dazzling, bright and dazzling.
The small building is not high, and the balcony on the second floor is only more than four meters high from the ground. However, such a height was enough for him to see the entire square clearly.
This is a scene that shines brighter and more shocking than the sun.
As far as the eye can see, with the small building as the center, the bottom is densely packed with people, just like a forest spreading into the distance. All the way to the edge of the square, where the fountain separated, closed and closed, and then spread over the church, and the black pressure crowded every street intersection along the square.
Everybody, looking up, looked this way.
There were ordinary commoners in linen clothes, well-dressed gentlemen and aristocrats, mercenaries in leather armor, dirty leathermen and blacksmiths, aunts in aprons, young ladies dressed as ladies, gray-haired old men, and young men who had just learned a little about the world.
Different people, different identities, different faces.
But the look was the same.
Tony couldn't tell what kind of look it was, whether it was anticipation, sadness, determination in the face of fate, or something else...... But he could hear a voice, and it was the sound of the heartbeats of countless Solan citizens!
It is the never-ending pulse of this empire!
Tony took a deep breath and unfolded the parchment roll in his hand.
If it weren't for the Ministry of Supervision's request, he would have been eager to tell everyone the news. The previous wait was even more torturous for him!
It's worth it, though.
He knows why. I also know what the outcome of that high-ranking battle will be!
Before he spoke, Tony couldn't help but laugh, his last thought was, it was good to be able to tell everyone the news.
The message was short, read out in a few minutes. When Tony's voice fell, the whole square seemed to be drained of air, and then a terrifying wave of cheers soared into the sky, and the whole city, every street, trembled in this crazy cheer.
It's like thunder, it's like an earthquake.
That's not even a cheer, it's a roar!
A roar of eyebrows!
When people who don't know why go out of their homes, they see people running frantically in the streets. They came from the other side of the square and galloped in all directions.
There were merchants, there were hawkers, and there were well-dressed gentlemen. Many civilians, barefoot and stepping on the muddy ground, ran and shouted as they ran, knocking on every door in the streets.
Many people were already incoherent with excitement, and they passed on the message they got to everyone they met, hugging, high-fived, and laughing with everyone.
"Lurien's victory!"
The ploy of the famous Nafilie general Minai became a joke. Now, he is blocked by Archduke Adolf in the mountains of the southern part of the fjord, and he has become a turtle in an urn. And his five genius students, along with his knights, were killed one by one by my Solan army. The last one left, also captured!
There are so many of these messages, too complex, too much to be true, so much so that people are hard to react to in a short period of time.
But it doesn't matter, in the streets and alleys, every person, every bunch of people, they are talking, they are talking. Listen to it as long as you want, as many times as you want.
Joy spreads as the news spreads. After figuring out a qiΔ, no matter how wooden a person is, he has also become a madman. They spontaneously took to the streets, joining the crowd and celebrating their victory. Even the soldiers on patrol joined the ranks.
I don't know who shouted Long live Saint Solan at the top of his voice, and then, the voice converged into a torrent that resounded through the sky.
Atlanta, at this moment is completely boiling!
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(To be continued......)