696 miscalculated fat man

"How many people are there in the rebel army?" Princess Haraudian asked calmly, there are 40 knights under her command, plus 300 palace maids and guards who have been transferred back to the inner house, and they are close to a squadron in terms of combat strength, so there should be no major problems.

Judging from the knight's hesitant look, the rebels outside the mansion should be far more powerful than they do, otherwise the always calm knight captain would not be so flustered

"Fifteen hundred or more," the captain replied, kneeling on one knee and looking solemn

"The leader of the regiment was Hasingol Banner, who had been promoted only earlier this month, and was a commander known for his fierce attacks, whom I had met at the officers' meeting, and who carried with them two heavy sandalwood chariots for siege in addition to a large number of hoplites.

If we launch a strong attack, even if we can crush the skirmishers behind the sandalwood chariots, it will be difficult to resist the destruction of the gate by the siege woods, and once the gate is overcome, the rebel hoplites will swarm in

"At that time, we only had a knight squad of 50 people, and there was no way to resist the onslaught of thousands of rebels" The knight's face looked ugly, a knight squad of about 50 people had no advantage in front of the hoplite group, and the turbulent rebel sea tactics would drown them like waves

"Siege Wood Carts, they will have siege Wood Carts......" Prais had a trace of doubt in his eyes, and after a while, his face changed slightly, and his calm demeanor was full of nervousness

"My lord, this kind of weapon?" Princess Haraudian asked, turning her head with some curiosity,

Although she is a princess of the kingdom, she does not understand much about these military matters, and from Prais's nervous expression, she can see that this weapon is only unusual

Sure enough, Prais nodded and explained

"Yes, this weapon is a heavy weapon made to break through the enemy's strong city wall, collect a huge wooden wall more than ten meters long as the impact point, hang it with 8 thick rope hooks, as long as it is close to the city wall, it can use the pendulum effect to hit the city wall, the front end of this kind of wood is wrapped in hard fine iron, and the rear end is covered with a long baffle for fire prevention and arrows, no matter how strong the city wall is, it cannot resist the impact of the chariot, not to mention the wooden door of my mansion."

"There are only 8 of these weapons stored in the warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs, and now it seems that the weapons warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs is only afraid that it has been lost" Prais's voice looked a little desperate and depressed,

"The weapons warehouse of the Ministry of War" Princess Haraudian's face also changed a little, and she finally said that Prais's expression just now was meaningful,

"Ever since the cavalry moved south, the Ministry of War has been doing its best to produce weapons and equipment day and night, and the place where these weapons are stored is the weapons warehouse of the Ministry of War.

There are eight such warehouses in the city of Paraven, one in each of the four acropolises outside the city, and by the time I leave office, 120,000 sets of weapons and armor have been produced.

If all of them fall into the hands of the rebels, in the blink of an eye there will be many times more rebels than there are now, and the soldiers can be a sign of refugees, and once the resentful refugees become rebels, the whole of Palaubun will fall into a horror from which they will never return

"120,000 sets of weapons and armor"

The number in Prais's mouth made Princess Haraudian's heart sink like an ice cube, and her pretty face turned a little pale, but she still asked unwillingly, "Isn't there anything we can do at all?"

"There is another way, the princess must also know very well, the rebels suddenly concentrated their forces to attack here, in the end, it is for the sake of ......" Prais hesitated for a moment with an ugly face, and said with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth

"Now this kind of chaos is only afraid that it has been out of the control of His Royal Highness the Second Prince, judging from the current uncontrolled chaotic situation, this rebellion should be temporary, so there is not even the most basic cooperation and arrangement,

Since it can't be cleaned up, the only way is to find an unlucky guy to come out and carry the black pot, the rebel officers were promoted by me, and the city defense arrangements were arranged by me before, and there is no more suitable place to stay in the important ministers of Parabun?"

"I promoted all the officers who rebelled, I know them, and now only I can put an end to this uncontrollable chaos, otherwise, Parabun will be destroyed in the flames of this civil strife."

Prais's eyes shone with a terrifying brilliance in the dark night: "As long as you hand me over, the rebels will leave, Your Royal Highness the Princess, you are already the object of the Falcon Dynasty's marriage, no matter how bold His Royal Highness the Second Prince is, he will never dare to touch your cold hair, just ......",

Prais's voice stopped, his old face was full of determination, his eyes looked deeply at his second daughter, who was already crying silently in the distance, and his body, which had never bent down, suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Princess Haraudian,

"Mistress Prais, you're doing this"

Haraudian was taken aback by Prais's move, and hurriedly grabbed Prais's kneeling hands, but Prais's high-level knightly strength made her completely unable to shake it

Prais knelt on one knee, lifted his gray-haired head, and said in a desolate tone

"I hope that Her Royal Highness will see the many efforts I have made for the kingdom and send Pradi Elle to Amira safely, as long as she can escape, my sacrifice will be worth it"

"This ...... Well, I promise you, no matter what difficulties you encounter, I will guarantee that Pradi Elle will reach Amira safely."

Princess Haraudian hesitated slightly, and nodded with difficulty, in this situation, except for Prais, there is really no better candidate, and her natural royal temperament makes her words say with an undoubted affirmation

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness, Princess"

Prais stood up and solemnly saluted Princess Haraudian, and walked alone in the direction of the gate, his thin figure gradually swallowed up by the darkness, and seemed lonely in the cold wind.

Princess Haraudian couldn't bear to look over,

"Father, father, you can't go ......" Pradyre's cry pierced her ears like needles, and a line of tears flowed from Princess Haraudian's bright eyes,

The noise outside the door quickly dissipated,

The captain of the knights reported that the rebels gathered outside the gate had left, and Princess Haraudian looked up a little dazedly, looking at the sky red by the fire of Paraven, and a sparse star sliding down from the sky with a long tail,

It is undeniable that Prais's analysis is extremely accurate, just by virtue of some clues, it is as if he has seen it with his own eyes, and he is indeed a character who came out of the wind and waves.

In terms of experience and experience, it is a pity that there is no surpassing in the whole of Palauven, and such a character is abandoned by the kingdom, which is really not the sorrow of Prais, or the sorrow of Ryrdian

The news of the Paravon rebellion reached the fat man who was returning to Amira the next morning.

"What's going on? What about the Assassins? They let Prais be taken away by the rebels?"

The fat man anxiously asked three things in a row, and the Minister of War, who had finally been able to get his hands, became a rebel hostage in a blink of an eye? This is really shocking

"Because of personal grievances, an order was issued from above not to shoot" Isa Moriel, who replied to him who specially sent information, as the contact person next to the fat man, she looked aggrieved, which made the fat man angry

"Personal vendetta ......"

Hearing this reason, the fat man had an urge to hit the wall on the spot,

Miscalculated, this time it was really a big mistake, Prais is a dark nobleman, and he is also one of the executors who expelled the Assassin from Rui Erdian back then. actually called the assassin to save Prais, no wonder the assassin who has always seen money is also tired of playing this time

696 miscalculated fat man

696 miscalculated fat man