I Am Louis XIV

   Chapter 199 Waterloo remembered in another way

Rat teeth are sharp, and flying insects are pervasive. The witches can only block it for a while with fire, but not for too long. Some witches hold the hand of their "husband" - fortunately, the soldiers who stayed in Waterloo were all wounded in Brussels, and Some witches and soldiers stayed in Lille. There are more than 300 witches here, and the number of soldiers is even less than that. As for the mortals who stare at them with fear and disgust, the witches have not yet Stupid to this point, they can also be said to have helped and rescued them, but then they will definitely say that the king and the devil have reached a pact, and they are the best proof - the fire separates the witches from the dark wizards, and in the At this end of the fire, the people of Waterloo and Brussels distanced themselves from the witches and the French. Manit just sneered and didn't care.

As the power of the flame gradually weakened, the dark wizards revealed their figures one by one from the shadows. You can say that they are too crazy, or you can say that they are trying to increase the psychological pressure on the witches. The witches in France are more Wizards are more famous because of the "Saint" Joan of Arc - in the case of Joan of Arc, the witches and wizards in France had differences, and the wizards left angrily, hearing that most of them are now They are all in Naples, because Naples once belonged to the Anjou family for a long time, so the princes there have always maintained a lot of goodwill towards the French - but the witches who stayed in France became more crazy after losing the fetters of the other half. , and even arrogantly made the decision to leave the palace.

   Bosch could swear to the devil that this group of witches was long regarded by him and other dark wizards as belongings.

Manit took a last look at the stubborn children and waved his staff, the magic of the witch older than anyone here was silent, and the dark wizards looked up as if they saw invisible ripples towards Spreading out, before the flames were completely extinguished, the toads from the wilderness and swamp jumped into the town like pouring mud. They devoured insects and mice, and the dark wizards issued Approving laughter, "What a pity," said Bosch, "she'll be a strong mother." The other dark wizards nodded in agreement, and the contempt made the witches angry, and several young witches stood up Broom, rolled over and rode on it, and rushed towards the Dark Wizard - to the surprise of the cult members, Manet didn't even stop him.

They collided head-on with the fine nets of hair clipped from grieving mothers, resentful wives, and dead daughters, and caught them in one fell swoop, the thin strands of hair embedded in them. From the outside, such small scars are almost invisible, but they make them uncontrollably wailing loudly. A dark wizard chanted the incantation softly, and the strands of hair that were twisting their fingers tightened abruptly. The screams of inhuman voices sounded, and the fingers of these witches were all strangled. The thin, pale fingers moved on the ground, arching like maggots, and crawled back to the witch's camp.

"Look," Manette echoed, "this is the dark wizard." She had described the horror of the dark wizard countless times, but these young witches never took it seriously, they complained why they could not leave France, Complained that she surrendered to the king, and now refused her orders, unwilling to leave their lover, "They don't even need a witch." Without fingers, there is no way to cast spells, all they need is a birthing vessel, a living The magic materials and offerings—there are witches who cast a resentful look at Manit, Manit is unmoved, and if he does not break the illusion of these children, they will only be completely engulfed by these dark wizards—the dark wizards did not cast powerful The magic of it is just to prevent them from making a desperate attempt to damage their future property.

Manit didn't notice a mortal, or noticed and didn't notice - it was a shaggy-haired soldier hurriedly wrapped in a brightly colored coat, but from his tall stature and wearing pumps instead of He was a grenadier from his boots, and he stretched out his arms and picked up, tremblingly, the fingers that had been frozen since he got back to the witch, God, that finger was still wearing his grandmother's ring.

Yes, among these people, not everyone has frivolous selfishness. For these soldiers, especially the Versailles, they were just homeless and wandering refugees ten years ago. Not as inexplicably confident and arrogant as the Parisian, he never looked down on those bohemian women—they could at least remain faithful to their "husbands" as long as the marriage lasted, even if they wanted to. Let them witness a man naked countless times, but as long as they are under their care, they can't get that evil idea - they are despised and heretics, but there is no lack of serious consideration for both. The future man, this Grenadier is one of them.

He was one of the first to take the fortress of Brussels, and Captain Vauban remembered his name clearly, and promised to reward him with a promotion after the war—and then he would send his Take the "wife" back to Versailles, if she is willing to convert to God, and after baptism, her past sins can be forgiven... They can live happily in the house the king has given them, and when he goes to war, his His wife was at home raising his children, tending the fields and livestock—even if... he already knew...

   Even if she is a witch.

No one thought that a mortal would dare to rush directly to the wizard's battlefield. The dark wizard's attention and the witch's attention were all on the other side. The grenadier put the broken finger to his mouth and kissed it. Resolutely, he ran towards the dark wizard who held up his hands and slowly and leisurely tightened the silk thread, causing the captured witches to scream again and again. His hands were waving in the darkness, his eyes were shining brightly with tears, and the dark wizard didn't even put his eyes on him... Ha, a mortal, what can he do?

But maybe in a second or two, a heavy crock slammed into his arm, and when he let out a scream of rage, the crock exploded as it fell to his waist. Now, the huge force after the explosion of gunpowder smashed the pot, and shot the fragments of the pot, rusted iron, nails and pebbles into the body of the wizard - the black wizard's robe can protect against poisonous mist, fire or It is to resist the curse, but for pure physical blows, it is not better than a thick leather armor, and the waist side may be the weakest part of the human body. And the soldier has already rushed up, holding the bayonet removed from the musket, and inserting a knife into his chest.

The dark wizard, who was accustomed to being avoided by mortals, feared and begged for mercy, did not understand what happened for a while. Huge pain swept his whole body. He lowered his head and saw a sharp dagger stuck in his chest. Hearing the witches weeping, a shrill voice shouting a name, and the mortal, he raised his fire-lit face--it had been thoroughly corroded by the vicious curse necessary for a dark wizard, but barely Able to speak, he was saying: "Oh, so you can bleed too."

The wizards present were all stagnant for a moment, as if something incomprehensible had finally happened. Out of the corner of Manet's eyes, he saw a group of soldiers standing up from behind the witch. They raised their muskets, like In the face of the Spaniards, or the British, or the armies of the Holy Roan Empire, firing orderly and calmly—perhaps, for people like Waterloo and Brussels, the wizards are the servants of the devil, who hate They are disgusted with wizards and fear them, just like priests without an inquisition. Before the monks arrested wizards, not only did they dare not do anything to wizards, but they would serve wizards as if they were the masters of the church.

But among these wounded soldiers, there are not a few people who have guessed the true identities of these Bohemian women, or are sure of them. After all, these innocent witches do not hide their special features very much, just like The scene the king once saw, the witch sprinkling salt beside the bed of the soldier bitten by the snake, happened from time to time. Most of the king's new army had received the basic education of priests, so they were not so ignorant. They were realizing that, After these witches did not hurt them or tempted them to abandon Christ, they generously enjoyed the care and treatment of each other. This is also the same as when they had been exiled in most of France, but they were more trapped than those who lived in exile. Because of the more knowledgeable villagers, who are they, the people who once walked behind the king's chariot! Almost the same as those ministers.

The dark wizards responded very quickly. Their spells slowed the bullets, or hit the barrier, or turned the direction, but Manet didn't miss this fleeting opportunity. With a shout, the elders of the witch sect followed her and flew into the sky, and the black wizard's bugs followed and chased after her, their powerful jaws chewed up the witches' brooms, and could He got into the robe and bit their flesh. Manit tore the robe and waved his staff. The robe split into countless small pieces in the air, and flocks of birds fluttered out of the void, they pecked and bit the insects. , the black mist in the air suddenly dispersed a large piece.

"Take your men away!" Manite shouted, and the witches immediately grabbed iron pots, brooms, pitchforks, etc., and pulled up their lovers or other soldiers, and let them ride like horses Riding behind him like that, clasping his waist with both hands, he soared into the sky.

The dark wizards stepped forward to intercept them, and Manit and others went up to them fearlessly. They were reluctant to fight against the dark wizards because the number of witches was really worrying, and their magic was also lost in the displacement. A lot, but if there is no way to retreat, they will be caught without a fight, **** **** it! Manit cursed, dodging a crackling electric current, she saw a witch beside her falling from the broom, but she couldn't care to rescue, she could only grit her teeth and call for more The flock of birds, dark clouds and flames came to delay the pursuit of the dark wizards.

She knows very well that tonight, she and the witches who are black wizards will not be able to live. In other words, death may be a kind of luck. She only hopes that someone can escape. She heard that the witches are full of hope. The shouts, the sound of gunshots and the sound of exploding crock pots—those tenacious soldiers who participated in the "air combat" for the first time, were still able to drop bombs and shoot calmly, thanks to Viscount Turenne's training.

  The witches drove the soldiers through the flock of birds and insects, and their companions continued to fall from their side, but at this time they could only clench their teeth and fly upwards. They even flew over the clouds and saw the bright moonlight.

   And before they even had time to laugh and cry, they saw that the moon was suddenly getting bigger and bigger... They smelled a strong smell of oil paint and found themselves unable to move.

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The dark wizard beside Bosch glanced at "Rubens" beside him: "I didn't expect Jeromenis Bosch to be such a generous person." As we all know, Bosch is a dark wizard who is good at peeping and cursing with his works. But only a few people know that he can also use oil paint to create illusions - Rubens can also create such a large illusion, Bosch should not hide too much from this disciple.

   Bosch just smiled.

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The witches were like butterflies stuck to the drawing board, unable to move at all, while Manit and other members of the order could only continue to fight in despair. Some even used their own lives, their long hair turned gray in an instant, their beautiful faces were wrinkled and their teeth fell out, making them unable to even chant spells. Even so, they still caused the dark wizards to suffer. A lot of trouble.

   "Forget it," Piper was the first dark wizard to waver, "enough is enough," he said, "we..."

   "Are you sure?" Bosch asked rhetorically.

   The piper sighed and stopped talking. About one-third of Flanders' dark wizards are here. He can give up these witches, but he can't hinder others, otherwise he will be the target of public criticism.

Bosch probably didn't know that this was the last chance for the dark wizards to get out. When he showed a mocking smile, the wizards of Gayola Island had already raised their spells about a thousand feet away from them. wand, chanting incantations in a low voice, as the king learned that they did have a way to keep wizards from fleeing—and when the world was first built, the fighting between wizarding families was bloody.

Hood is also one of them, but he is not the person who presides over the magic circle, but is the guardian of the wizards who depict the magic circle - this is also because he is not a direct line of the big family, without inheritance and guidance, unable to cast such spells The reason, but after thinking about it, he was happy again, because these wizards are the children of the major families, and they have always declared that they are unwilling to accept the employment of a mortal - but now, it is not the same as lowering that noble little neck. ?

   (end of this chapter)