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XIII

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The night of August 8, 1666 (MDay+129).

Lenny Central District 1

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Gustav Hugh Corman I's gaze crossed the square and fell on the enemy array.

He was the first emperor to set foot on this land in this century. Now his army is trying to suppress the Free Army guarding here.

If you look at it by normal standards, the situation at this time should be that the Free Army is ahead, and the lead is not small.

The cavalry on both flanks of the Imperial Army were surrounded by hundreds of infantry, and could be overwhelmed at any moment. Although the central breakthrough was rapid, it was delayed by the new magic of the opposing commander, and it was unable to achieve a further breakthrough.

But it was at this time that the emperor heard the call of the god of war.

"Why did he waver? Why did he use guns instead of magic?"

The commander of the Confederate Army, who wore the medal of excellence, hesitated for a moment when he raised his gun.

This momentary hesitation was not noticed by the foreign minister in front of him, but the emperor who was far away on the other side of the battlefield did.

Gustav swept the Southern army array again.

Once there is a judgment, the irrationality of this array becomes more and more obvious.

There were no magic officers, no artillery, and a lot of what was supposed to be missing.

"This is not an elite force, but a rabble that has been improvised and tangled. Am I the only one who thinks so?"

He suddenly sensed a similar thought.

The Emperor turned his head to meet Danica's gaze, and the girl's shoulders trembled as she stared down at the ground.

"You have the same suspicions in your heart, Miss Viren. A sneer flashed across the Emperor's mouth, "But my generals didn't see it. As long as things are slightly different from common sense, they can't see it. ”

Seeing that she couldn't hide, Danika had to nod: "I want to ...... The enemy forces were supposed to be improvised reserves. ”

Of course, it can only be mobilized temporarily!

Danika was sure that Namen Soleton had been an ordinary captain a day before. Not yet a captain in the Lenny Army.

His troops are in the General Army of the West and are not here. The troops he is now commanding must have been brought in temporarily, with no training, no coordination, no establishment, and no command. There can't be a day.

The Emperor nodded, confirming his judgment.

"That's it. I almost succeeded by that 'Excellence Chapter', who actually deceived all my generals. ”

He tossed a gem at the top of the scepter called "Might".

"Fegotaqing, Eagle Wing, don't worry about that 'Excellence Chapter', disperse his troops! The rest, follow me, all assault! This is the order of me, the emperor of all the Cormen, Gustavus Hugh Corman!"

The sound reverberated through the square with the amplification of magic.

Hearing this order, Earl Eagle Wing, who was fighting with the other commander, just glanced back, and the attack of the famous sword "Mercy" in his hand did not stop at all, and he frowned and cursed in a low voice.

"It's a mess. Ignore the other party's commander?"

The Minister of War, Duke Loren von Figota, changed his face drastically. With a wave of his hand, he scattered his troops to the two flanks, and he turned and hurried towards the rear. Judging from his vigorous steps, there was no indication that the Duke was over sixty years old.

"General assault, Your Majesty, this is not feasible, it is too dangerous!"

His restless gaze crossed the square and fell on several of the Emperor's guards. He had repeatedly told him that he must prevent the emperor from taking the risk himself.

The two officers of the Guards grabbed the emperor's arms: "Your Majesty! The Minister of War said that you must not be exposed to enemy fire......

Gustav's arm flicked, and the two guards were easily pushed away by him.

"Isn't it just a few new types of magic? Any new type of magic must have its weaknesses, and Fei Geta Qing will definitely be able to figure out a solution to it soon. Captains of Muskets and Magicians, keep up with me!"

The Emperor strode forward resolutely and crossed the square.

Although the steps are still limping, the speed is surprisingly fast. In front of his steps was the company of the Nationalist Army farthest on the left flank.

"Don't fight, don't go back, make a total attack! Break through! Break through!"

All the rest, the musketeers, the magicians, the priests, followed. The people marched through the square in scattered formations, trying to meet up with the infantry that was fighting ahead. Danika hesitated and followed.

"Soleton really shouldn't have anything in his hands, but is it really that simple?" she asked herself somewhere in her mind.

Everyone's attention was focused on the array of free troops in front of them.

No one noticed that there were more sets of dim fires downstairs in the parliament building on the north side of the square.

"Raise the fire, reload. ”

Beneath the few flames that had just been lit, the commander of the artillery of the Free Army ordered.

"It's finally here. ”

Naimon muttered as he looked at the light of the fire in the direction of the parliament building. He took three steps back, picked up a rifle with a bayonet from the ground, and barely blocked Earl Eaglewing's sharp sword.

"The Emperor has finally arrived. If I continue like this, my new magic will soon be seen through. ”

Better than the worst predictions, worse than the best predictions.

Naimon parried while calculating the distance.

One hundred and twenty steps, one hundred and ten steps.

The Emperor, guarded by the magician, entered the square without any cover.

It's true that he didn't find enough magic officers...... But that doesn't mean he doesn't have artillery.

This is the capital of the Free Nations, before the United Parliament building! How could this building not be guarded by artillery? As soon as he discovered that the company guarding the parliament building had an artillery platoon, Naimon did not hesitate to ambush them under the parliament building.

Naimon had all the infantry in front raise fire, also in order to confuse the enemy's judgment. He did not extinguish all the lights around him, but lit one of the five lamps at intervals, creating the illusion that there was no ambush in the area.

His efforts were rewarded. The emperor did separate from his main forces.

"The twelve-pounder cannon is loaded with double charges and double grape shotguns No. 2, and fires at the center of the square!"

The artillery platoon commander no longer took cover, he gave orders to all artillery with gestures and fire signals.

The entire artillery platoon had a total of six guns. Five twelve-pounder salutes guarding the Parliament building, plus an eighteen-pounder naval cannon dragged out of the museum and used during the Third World War. In order to drag this somewhat old behemoth downstairs to the parliament building, the officers of the Free Army took a lot of effort and a lot of magic.

It was the five salutes that were firing now. Although nominally a salute, the maintenance and quality of these five guns are beyond doubt. Even if the cannon is heavily damaged by the double filler, they will still be able to fire normally.

The preset target for all artillery is the center of the square.

The loud explosion of fire echoed, rendering the shrill howls of the Imperial mages' vigilance magic useless. Even without that magic, everyone knew that the enemy artillery was firing.

"Enemy shelling!Organize defense!"Stone wall!"Blast-proof shield!"Deflection field!"

The Emperor stopped, and began to prepare for defensive magic as well. He created a large storm in the air in front of him while complimenting the opposing commander: "Grape shotgun." From the beginning, he intended to target the most defensive team of spellcasters. ”

All shells that contain multiple smaller pieces of ammunition in a single shell are called shotguns. Shotguns with larger lead particles are called grapeshots.

Small lead bullets mean that each shell contains more ammo and can cover a larger and denser target area, but it is also easy to be blocked by wide area defense magic, while large grape lead particles have a much smaller amount of lead and can deal damage by chance, but are easier to penetrate a wide variety of armor and defense magic.

As such, the former is effective against defenseless light infantry and cavalry, while the latter is a useful weapon against heavily armored samurai and mages with diverse defenses. In the case of the No. 2 twelve-pounder grapeshotfire used by the Free Army, No. 2 means that each lead bullet weighs half a pound, and each twelve-pound shell contains twenty-one lead grains.

Of the 10 No. 2 twelve-pound grape shotguns fired in this round of shelling, there were 210 half-pound lead bullets.

More than 200 large lead bullets are enough to penetrate most of the Magic Stone Walls and Holy Shields, and the effect of the deflection force field will also be minimized due to the random flight of the shotguns.

The detachment around the Emperor consisted of only forty or fifty men, and almost all of them were exposed to the threat of shotguns.

Shrapnel wrapped in iron mesh grinded against the air, emitting a piercing ballistic sound. Most of the shells disintegrated in the air, but a few barbed wire fences were of an unstable quality and did not explode until they hit the ground.

Several nobles and court mages who were concentrating on aerial defense magic were caught off guard and were directly shot into their bodies by large buckshot bullets flying diagonally from below. Half-pound buckshot didn't penetrate much, but those who hit them were certainly dead.

"Pumice Stone!"

Danika had already crouched down and recited a spell. All the floor tiles in front of her had been lifted by the spell, and within ten meters of her, the tiles floating in the air formed a low barrier that surrounded the Emperor and several of his guards. Several buckshot shots flying sideways from the ground hit the floor tiles and were stopped outside the barrier.

When the Emperor saw this strange magic, he immediately knew who had put it: "You are familiar with this cannonball, Miss Viren. ”

Danica just nodded. From the Figota people, she knew that the production of grape shotguns in the empire was very low, and if there were, most of them were assigned to the navy, and the average military man was not very familiar with the performance of grapeshot bullets. Even the Figota soldiers, who often fought with the Confederate army, had only seen paper-shell grapeshothull shells or expensive magic fuse grapesots, and didn't know much about this kind of random damage shells wrapped in barbed wire...... Of course, this also has something to do with the fact that the empire could not mass-produce wire.

However, she didn't bother to say that she knew this, and she didn't want to mention to the emperor the intelligence homework she had done in private. So she just nodded.

Moreover, she heard a loud and much more gloomy explosion.

"It's now!"

At the foot of the parliament building, the artillery commander personally lit the line of fire of the eighteen-pounder gun.

The artillery is an old model of naval guns, and the ammunition is not. The other guns were grapeshot, except for the eighteen-pounder gun, which was loaded with a Demon-Breaker.

During the long era of bows and arrows, people made a staggering number and variety of magic bows and arrows. In the age of firearms, of course, these efforts were transferred to firearms. Mages have found that these weapons are better carriers of magic, aside from the significant drawback that high-speed friction and explosions can impair the effectiveness of certain spells. The mana that was originally used to speed up the arrows was replaced by chemical energy, which could be used in other directions, such as breaking through defensive spells and obstacles.

The Silver Star-type Mithril Re-Breaking Bullet is the most outstanding achievement in this regard, and this month the Council is debating the possibility of making it on a large scale. The total weight of the shell is 19 and a half pounds, and it can be fired with 18-pound guns of all types.

After removing the outer layer of high-density Mithril material, the combat part weighs fourteen pounds and only entered the experimental installation stage last year, and is one of the most advanced magic weapons in the entire civilized world, and the cost of each shot is almost as high as half a cannon.

It is designed to deal with everything from dirt walls, stone walls, force field walls, and the latest Active Volley Response magic, and the warhead also has a degree of auto-guidance that can deflect towards the most mana density in the opposing lineup. In the army, it is a mage, and in the navy, it is a navigation mage, so the Liberty Army and Navy have high hopes for this kind of shell.

Of all the resources that Nammon Soleton had scraped together, only this experimental munition had the potential to crush the mighty Emperor to pieces. The cannonball, with its shiny silver trail, lived up to expectations and pierced directly into the middle of the ring of floor tiles!

"It's got to be a hit. It is said that even if several top-tier spellcasters join forces, they will not be able to defend against the direct hit of this cannonball. ”

Naimon prayed.

Minister of War Loren von Figota stopped, his face turning pale.

"Your Majesty, get out of the way!"

But Emperor Gustav did not defend and did not dodge.

He just took half a step back.

"That's his hole card. ”

The Emperor grasped the end of the staff with both hands and turned sideways.

The scepter "might" in his hand pointed vertically at the sky -

The magic above fully unfolded, forming a giant web.

"Then let's try it. Strengthen my strength and speed!"

The trajectory of the heavy demon-breaking cannonball was reflected in the Emperor's eyes, and every point it passed was clearly visible. The talent of dynamic vision is naturally engraved in the blood of the Hugh Kirman family.

The shells flew closer and closer, and seemed to be constantly adjusting their trajectory.

The surrounding Mithril shell began to fall off, neutralizing the surrounding defensive magic, revealing a solid, sharp conical grenade body.

The Emperor took a deep breath, then narrowed his eyes.

The cannonball fell, smashing into the center of the stone ring—

It is difficult to describe in words the speed and power of His Majesty's movements. Several of the guards tried in vain to interfere with the cannonball with magic, and only Danica saw the path of "power".

She saw the Emperor's shoulders turn rapidly, and the "might" hit the middle of the cannonball with the direction of his arm.

The invisible net caught the demon-breaking cannonball. Before the magic on the cannonball could play a role and detonate, it was thrown out directly by the emperor!

The shell flew back diagonally, smashed high into the parliament building, and exploded.

People watched in amazement as the two pillars supporting the façade of the parliament building were shattered by the violent explosion and then slowly collapsed.

Gustav Hugh Kirman actually returned a cannonball!

In comparison, chopping bullets with a sword or something, it's nothing. Almost everyone who sees it is thinking the same thing.

"The blood of the royal family...... It's outrageous. ”

For the soldiers of the Free Army, the psychological impact was much greater. No wonder the nobles and magicians of the north are loyal to him!

"Unfortunately, it was a little off, and it should have been a blow that hit the parliament building right in the middle. There is something strange about the trajectory of this shell. ”

Gustav put away the "might" with his left hand, and pushed the shoulder that had been dislocated due to the strong momentum back into place as if nothing had happened. He turned to Danica, who was still stunned.

"If this is a magic-guided projectile...... That means your magic is strong enough to interfere with its trajectory. Among so many royal mages and priests, this is a remarkable achievement, Miss Duke. With this magic, you will eventually find a place among my subjects. ”

The emperor again looked at the enemy's artillery positions. A detachment had already rushed over, and at least for a short time, it was impossible for that artillery platoon to fire again.

"Alright, continue the general assault!

"Long live the Emperor!" shouted across the battlefield. The battle had continued until now, and probably half of Lennie knew that the enemy had advanced to the first sector.

"All musketeers are loaded, three rows of rapid fire!"

The Holy Empire's musketeers and mages fired at full strength. The low, cacophony of incantations and the hissing of burning inquisition resonated with the sharp actuation, only to be drowned out by the sound of explosions and bullets bursting through the air.

Captain Nammon Soleton, wearing the badge of excellence, kept picking up his rifle with a bayonet from the ground, and he shot and retreated.

From time to time, his gaze glanced to both sides, trying to find a way to retreat for himself and his troops.

You can't just rout, let go here and the rout will be over. Eight companies, two battalions, the strongest reserve of the regular army within the second wall. Lennie claimed to have 100,000 defenders, but at least 70,000 of those 100,000 defenders were confronting the enemy on the third and fourth walls, and most of the remaining 30,000 were in field hospitals.

"The Emperor...... In the past hundred years of war, we have been able to kill several of these monsters, and the predecessors of the Free Army are truly remarkable. ”

Can't win. You can't win from the start.

Naimon painstakingly tried to concentrate his own forces, lure the Imperial Army into combat effectiveness in batches, and lure different units to different directions for siege, just to solve the emperor. After dealing with the Emperor, he can naturally use his defensive magic to escape safely, which is not a problem.

However, the result of all the artillery fire being concentrated together was nothing more than a little scraping to the pure royal bloodline. The six cannons plus the latest heavy demon-breaking shells were also completely worthless in front of the Emperor.

"Forward! Break the enemy's flanks!"

It's all over. The Empire's high-level spellcasters are numerous and strong, and the morale of the troops that Namen has improvised has fallen to the bottom.

And the earl in front of him didn't give him any chance to retreat at all. He could not organize a retreat.

"That's enough, Eagle Wings!How long do you have to delay!" The grumpy old duke turned back to the front and scolded, "You can't kill him, look at your troops! Leave him alone, the troops are not under his direct command!"

"Five minutes! I know the weakness of this new type of magic—"

But the old duke interrupted him directly. "Mage, Stone Wall Technique, separate these two people! Weakness or something, I have already judged it!"

The two court mages immediately recited a incantation, separating Naimon and Corway with two stone walls.

The Foreign Secretary slashed a corner of the stone wall with his sword, and turned to find Duke Figota to theorize. Naimon immediately seized the opportunity and fled to his own troops.

"Isn't it just that you can't take the initiative to use magic! With such a powerful defense and disarming magic, it is impossible for any magic to overflow from it-" The old duke suddenly came to his senses halfway through, "Stone Wall Technique! Surround that 'Excellence Chapter'! Before he withdraws!"

Naimon didn't hear that. At that time, he was anxiously looking at his right wing, which was already in danger and looked like it would be broken through at any moment, then outflanked and annihilated.

"Attention all troops, concentrate on the left flank, and wait for an opportunity to enter the street fighting-"

A stone wall suddenly appeared in front of him. His shoulder slammed against the stone wall, and he ran to his left in pain, trying to get around the magic stone wall.

And then another stone wall. Two, three, four.

Naimon found himself enclosed in a stone-walled cell. For a mage, this situation should be easy to solve, even for a new mage in the early stage.

But he heard the cheerful and somewhat maniacious laughter of the Earl of Eaglewing outside.

"Very well, so he'll undo that damn new defensive magic!"

Naimon's movements froze, and the word "death" crossed his mind.

Is he going to try? Does he dare to try? In any case, the "benevolent" master will move faster than he does. He didn't have time to make up for the defensive magic.

With this magic, he can at least survive. If you lift this magic, you may have a chance to escape, but it is more likely that you will die here.

There must be some other way. I can always come up with something else. Naimon said to himself, "Hurry."

But this time it seems like all the ideas have dried up. There is only one choice before him: die now, or die later.

He hesitated until the sound of gunshots, incantations, and killings outside slowly quieted down.

No cheers were heard...... This could not have been a victory for the Free Army.

It seems to be all over.

Naimon picked up his pistol. Now disarming the magic and shooting this gun at the door of the head seems to be an option.

But I don't want to die. The more veteran you are, the less you want to die. They don't even feel like they're going to die. Mentally, he is already a veteran.

There was some chatter outside, and footsteps getting closer.

"More than a hundred people escaped. Most of them were left here by us. You'll be on your way in five minutes, Your Majesty. ”

Someone smashed the stone wall with magic. Outside, there were many torches, and they were as bright as day.

Dozens of Imperial people surrounded a few big people and stood in front of his makeshift cell.

In the middle of them was the Emperor. At the head of his left hand stood the old duke. He didn't see Denika.

The duke opened his mouth and asked him, "Your army's resistance is over. You are the commander of this army. Name?"

It should be the Minister of War Figota, Namen thought. "I, I, I am ......," he replied, but his tongue seemed to be knotted.

Duke Figota mistakenly thought he was about to make an impassioned speech, and immediately interrupted: "Needless to say, we are short on time. To surrender or not to surrender? The first person to abandon the darkness and turn to the light is still a ...... that can be treated preferentially."

The staff in the Emperor's hand suddenly slammed on the ground, interrupting the Minister of War.

"Pause. I have an objection, Figota. I do not accept surrender. ”

"Your Majesty?" asked the Minister of War in surprise, "he is the Superior Chapter." ”

"I know. You'll be able to go in five minutes, right? The Emperor took a step forward and looked at the captain in front of him, "Do you think you have lost unjustly?"

Naimon Soleton looked at the Emperor. This man is the greatest power man in the North, a monster in human form, a tyrant. Judging by the combat effectiveness, it is true. Not handsome, but very powerful in appearance and able to impress.

"You feel like you've done everything you can to win, and you lose because we're too strong and you're unlucky. You think your command is remarkable, if not outstanding. So you've been staying here, trying your luck to see if you can surrender. ”

Naimon opened his mouth to say, "I don't surrender," but couldn't say anything.

"It's not like that. It is your greed for merit that pushes your homeland to a dead end. If you succeed, you'll end the war, and you'll be able to trade the least losses for the most effect. You will become a hero and write your name in the history books in bold letters. But have you estimated your chances of success? Have you considered the consequences of your failure, Chapter of Excellence?"

The Emperor looked at him coldly.

"You're busy venturing before you know the conditions. I'm here because I'm confident in my own fighting power, do you? You're busy retreating, not delaying, proves that you don't have backup. The entire regular reserve force of the Lenny Army is here, right? Now, from here to the East Third District, the Lenny Army has only one city gate. You're gambling. It's not just gambling with your own life, it's gambling with the national fortunes of the whole country. You personally pushed the entire Lenny Army reserve onto the table, and then lost everything. ”

"Thank you for taking it upon yourself to gather the reserves and give us them all. If these forces are scattered throughout the city, we will not be able to compromise your command center with peace of mind. You should know that the success rate of your plan may only be 1 in 5, or even 1 in 10 or 1 in 20. You are risking your country for your personal honor. Gustav looked around at the ministers around him and emphasized, word for word, "And I don't need a gambler." So I don't accept your surrender. ”

The cold sweat on the door head trickled down. His teeth chattered, but he didn't know how to refute it.

Because it is. If these forces had not broken up, the volley might have been more effective when the Emperor tried to take the gate. Although it was also extremely risky, he did subconsciously prefer this direct volley with more credit.

On the other hand, the Earl of Eagle Wing raised an objection: "If you kill a serious 'Excellence Chapter' on the battlefield, it is enough to deter the rebels, but kill the prisoners...... There are so many people who know now that it's impossible to keep it a secret. ”

After all, it was an opponent who had fought him to the death, and being so belittled by the emperor that the earl subconsciously felt a little disgraceful.

"Who said they were going to kill him? I like enemies like him. I like enemies who are stubborn. In particular, enemies who cannot judge the strength of the enemy army and their own army, and who like to use a great battle plan to fight. If all my enemies were like this, it would be too easy to destroy such an army. Some people think that they can overcome the disparity in strength by relying on their own cleverness, and some people think that they can ignore the world order by using flexibility as an excuse. I like such enemies, very much, but I don't like such companions. ”

"Do you mean to let him go?" dissented the Minister of War.

"Not really. I want the rebels to see what kind of person they have been given their medal of excellence. The Emperor concluded, "The dignified 'Excellence Chapter' is actually a waste that can't even gather fireballs, which is really exaggerated. He also used his home country as a bargaining chip for his future. Hearing these things, there should be many people who have lost confidence in the future of the Yugoslav Army. Their highest medal will become a joke. ”

Naimon sees a future for herself. What a future it is. He quietly pressed his hand against his pistol, disarming his defensive magic.

Maybe death is a better option. It is better to die than to surrender and be humiliated.

And at this moment, the emperor sneered. He had been waiting for this moment.

"Now you understand. I order you, stop!"

A tremendous spiritual force invaded Naimon's mind. For a mind that can use magic and has strong beliefs, it is only when it is on the verge of collapse that it is possible to be controlled by mind control magic.

"The command begins. You will give up all thoughts of resistance and the idea of running away. You will march in the direction of our army and do everything you can to become a prisoner. These are wishes in the depths of your mind and do not affect your ability to cope with other Southerners. You'll want to live until you actually go to a POW camp. Come to an end. The emperor looked at his pocket watch, "It's exactly five minutes, let's go." ”

Namen's hand was attached to the gun.

Move, move, move! He shouted to himself in his heart, but to no avail. His limbs did not move at all, and he did not accept his own orders at all.

It's the end.

"Go and surrender to the Empire," a demonic voice repeated in his ear. Like his own voice, but in fact it's mind control magic.

He's going to surrender. Wait until the time is right.

He watched as the Imperial soldiers mounted their horses and headed east.

Just follow them. Towards the direction of the Imperial Army.

There will be no resistance, no flight.

"Who's going to save me from this nightmare. It doesn't matter who it is. ”

It was an unspoken cry from him. No one will hear it. Mind control magic is so powerful when applied to a person with a broken will that even the Overarchers are not necessarily able to remove it.

But for some reason, Naimon thought someone must be able to hear it. It's just a feeling. He didn't have the energy to think about who heard it.

He began to walk. Following the sound of the horses' hooves of the Imperial Army, they headed east of the city.

And in that unit, Count Eaglewing also looked at the figure of his enemy. Accompanying him was the old Duke of Figota.

"I don't understand. The Earl asked the Minister of War in a low voice, "Why does Your Majesty say that? This commander is a good commander and quick to respond." It's just that because I'm young, I don't have enough ability and experience yet. ”

"It would have been better to keep him alive. It is much more useful to fundamentally fight the system of traitors than to kill them. ”

Speaking of this, the old duke stopped talking, looking a little sentimental.

"In our time, an ordinary soldier who captured a medal of excellence could be exchanged for a baron with an official fief by virtue of this military merit. There is a viscount under my command who made his fortune through this, and the battalion he led killed a seven-stage mage's 'Excellence Chapter'. His battalion originally had more than 800 men, but after that battle, only 60 remained. As for the living chapter of excellence, we haven't caught any of them. Not a single one. ”

Loren von Figota took one last glance at the "Chapter of Excellence" that looked like the walking dead and was controlled by the magic of spiritual commands.

"He made his choice, he hesitated, so he got it. I'll go first, Your Majesty will leave it to you, I'll go and see the forward troops. ”

The old duke shook his head, and galloped eastward.

His righteous daughter was in that vanguard unit. For some reason, before the battle was over, Danika volunteered to join the forward team and went to the East Second Gate.

Along the way, the Minister of War and several of his guards met no resistance. Occasionally, a few houses burned, signaling that the flames of war had set the city on fire, not just the outskirts.

The East Second Gate was unsurprisingly taken, and when the three Nationalist militia companies here heard that the inner city had fallen, a third of them scattered in a hurry, and the rest rushed to reinforcements in a marching column, only to be completely overwhelmed by a surprise attack from the front on the road.

Danika was waiting for the arrival of the follow-up troops under the city gates, walking around anxiously. She was stunned to see Loren coming in person, but she immediately bowed to her father-in-law.

"Father, after I collected all the weapons of the militia company, I dismissed them. We don't have the manpower to watch over them, and I didn't kill them for the sake of future occupation. Hopefully I'm not doing anything wrong. ”

In fact, she found Teacher Zalte among the captives and suggested that he should flee south with the nun. It should be too late.

"Reduce killings. This is exactly what Your Majesty meant. You did very well. Loren nodded.

Danika asked again, "Is the battle in the square over, and what happened to their commander?"

These two sentences are spoken very fluently and naturally, and they don't sound suspicious at all.

The old duke thought for a moment and replied, "When the war is over, he will be in our prisoner of war camp." ”

At this moment, to the east of them, three green flashes rose. It's the signal.

"The general offensive began. Can you see the battle from here?"

"Good view from the top of the wall. Danika followed her father-in-law, and the two went up the stairs.

She secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The Minister of War stood at the top of the East Second Gate, looking out over the city. Just as the green flash just now, the sound of cannon shook the whole city.

In the East 3rd District, the sound of gunfire and artillery has drowned out all the sounds, and the firelight has covered all the colors.

"The next thing to do, then, is to dismantle the defense system from behind. It doesn't look too difficult, and the casualties on both sides shouldn't be too great. After all, no gate could withstand attacks from both sides at the same time. ”

The War Secretary turned and walked down the stairs, "This is the end of the whole War of Freedom." ”

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