A day later, the field outside Mingxing was swallowed by a blue ribbon. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Parisian musketeers in blue woolen military uniforms lined up in an endless three-line horizontal line, stepping on neat steps in the melody of military musicians, approaching the lonely city on the grassland inch by inch.

This is the stupidest and most practical line tactic of the smoothbore gun era, which uses simple and crude infantry to test the soldier's fear of death and compete with the army's discipline attainment.

On the flanks of the musket procession, which was up to a kilometer wide, were sabre-rattling cavalry phalanxes. A large number of sturdy bronze field cannons were pulled forward by the horses, and entered within two kilometers of the city wall one after another, and the muzzle of the black hole slowly shook higher, aiming at Mingxing City from afar.

Isaac rode his horse to the front, the swallowtail of his blue uniform jumping along with the horse's hooves. A murderous major general was already standing at the front line, ordering the gunners to load.

Suddenly, 9 gallows were erected on the tower of Mingxing City, and 9 figures in white prison uniforms staggered onto the gallows under the coercion of the soldiers, like a cliff hanging in the air, as if they would fall down the city wall if they took a step. The soldier quickly put the noose on the prisoner's Adam's apple, and the nine men were staggered in the wind of the tower, and if they stumbled and fell, they would be wobbled and hung on the gallows.

Immediately afterwards, the knight of divine grace stood on the tower of the city with the banner tumbling, and began to shout angrily: "Breschroeder is suspected of treason, and the nine adult males in the clan are all accomplices, waiting for the verdict! Isaac, you colluded with foreign armies to plunder the mother country, please think calmly, don't make mistakes again and again!"

Isaac's eyes widened, and he cried out in a lost voice: "Uncle!" This call hoarseled his voice, and then he galloped desperately, rushed into the fire circle of the defending weapons, and shouted hoarsely: "As long as I redeem my relatives, I agree to withdraw from the army!"

He poured divine power into his vocal cords in a rusty way, and the roaring syllables could be heard for hundreds of miles. Isaac rode his horse and galloped a few hundred meters, and when he approached the city wall, the 16 city fire cannons and more than 200 muskets behind the battlements turned at the same time, aiming at Isaac. And the demigod was flustered and shouted hoarsely for negotiations.

Frederick stood on the battlements and saw this scene, turned his head and asked Otto, who was beside him: "It is best to negotiate a ceasefire." ”

Otto asked, "Didn't he count his heads? There were only nine hostages here, and one less." What about his father?"

Filia replied nervously, "His father died in Wiener and fell to his death under the palace." ”

Otto said: "There is no need to talk about that, the hatred is as deep as the sea." ”

Isaac's uncle stood alone in the hunting wind, and looked back with a sneer: "The Governor is right. ”

Frederick glanced at the man, and saw the downcast prisoner's hair fluttering in the air, and his death-defying face looked like a heroic hero.

Isaac didn't want to fight, proving that he was attached to his family and conscience. Send a diplomat out to negotiate: if he leads his troops out of the border and signs a non-aggression pact, I will agree to release the hostages. War is not good for either side. Frederick stood on the tower overlooking Isaac the ant and decided to make peace.

In order to save his father, Isaac stood under the circle of fire without knowing whether he was alive or dead. His horse spun around in restless circles.

In a few moments, the suspension bridge of Mingxing City descended slowly, and when it landed on the other side of the moat, it let out a deafening roar, raising a meter of dust. Then the chains rattled, the gates of the vault rose inch by inch, and the Silver Knights rode out of the city, lining up beyond the moat.

A diplomat in a white tuxedo stood out on horseback, galloped 1.5 kilometers, then slowed down, slowly approached Isaac, and solemnly asked, "Are you the supreme commander of the legion?"

Without hesitation, Isaac admits "I am" and then asks eagerly, "What are your conditions?"

"The conditions are simple, you lead the legion out of the border, sign a non-aggression pact, and we agree to release all the hostages, and at the same time expel the Breschröder family of German citizenship. The diplomat pronounced the words clearly.

"Yes. Isaac thought to himself that his father's coup had failed. However, he was glad that he was able to bring his relatives out of Germany intact in time for his rescue, which was also a blessing in misfortune.

So please withdraw your troops. "The diplomat is calm.

Isaac waved back and roared to withdraw.

There was a commotion in the Parisian regiment, which was quickly stopped by the superior officers. Then the red-faced and bearded commander rode over and scolded Isaac bitterly: "Are you crazy? The soldiers withdrew when they came to the city? Do you know how much it cost these four divisions to transport to the front? Do you know how high the cost of maintaining this 500-kilometer-long supply line is? Do you know how much Paris expects this expedition? The war burns money every second, and who will pay for the withdrawal of troops? You fool!"

Isaac didn't expect the commander to dare to disobey his order, and couldn't help but straighten his neck and roar: "I will bear the consequences of retreating! This army is a deal between me and Fran the Great, and it has nothing to do with you! Order the troops to retreat immediately!"

The white-clothed diplomat was dumbfounded, he did not expect that there would be such fierce contradictions within the enemy army.

"Please consider carefully...... Germany is not afraid of any invader, and you are not sure of total victory. The diplomat warned Isaac.

Isaac was so angry that he reined in his horse's horse, then grabbed his horse's belly, galloped back, ignored the commander, and roared and ordered: "All the troops, all retreat ten miles!"

When the red-faced and bearded commander heard this, he did not hesitate to draw his war knife, shook his right hand, and showed the edict written by Frank the Great, offering the ultimate weapon: "Frank the Great's holy edict: Never recognize Frederick's regime in the new presidential palace, and if the contradictions are irreconcilable, Paris will choose armed intervention! This edict will declare war! All units obey the command and cooperate with the artillery advance!"

Isaac reined in his horse in panic and stared back at the commander, who remained there in slow motion: he saw the commander put away the edict of Fran the Great, then drew his pistol, aimed at the fleeing white-clothed diplomat, and fired decisively.

The breech-loading firing pistol performed perfectly at ten meters, and the bullet accurately hit the fleeing diplomat.

The diplomat's vest was blasted out of blood red, he lay limply on the horse's neck, the body jolted for a while, and was shaken off the saddle, leaving only one horse to run back to Mingxing City.

From the tower, Frederick saw the corpse of the diplomat fall on the field, and an empty saddle horse galloped back. This scene made the Silver Knights roar and neigh, and the knights drew their swords one after another, strangling their horses around.

Philia turned her head to look at Frederick, and saw that his face was red with anger, his feet were on the battlements, his hands were behind his back, and he drew his ideal messenger inch by inch, and he drew his sword slowly, as if he were trying to restrain himself, but the cross of anger burst out of his head, and it was like a rage.

So Otto cautiously asked: "There is a dispute among the enemy army, do you still negotiate?"

Frederick's fury left the critical point, he stepped on the battlements and drew his sword, looked back at the defenders, raised his sword with a hideous face, and shouted: "The diplomats are all broken, and they are talking about! Shoot me, shoot the cannon! The knights charge, take back the body of the diplomat for me!"

Isaac's uncle stood on the suspended gallows gangplank, with a noose around his neck, hunting in rags in the hot wind, looking up and laughing: "Isaac will avenge us! Haha! You are the stepping stone to the world of golden power, the stepping stone of the great demigods!haha!"