The Origin of Arcane

　　 "The number of sentry knights has doubled, with the army as the center, investigating all intelligence within a radius of twenty miles, and not letting go of any suspicious information."

　　 "No!"

　　 "The marching speed of the army has slowed down by 30%. Pay attention to the connection with the food transport team and ensure the safety of logistics is the first priority."

　　 "No!"

　　 "Set up camp outside the city of Bastille tonight, do not enter the Bastille without authorization."

　　 "No!"

　　 After a brief adjustment, the army led by Man Yu once again slammed to the Bastille.

　　 Although the marching speed has been reduced, the whole army has become a huge hedgehog.

　　 ambushed such an army, it is difficult to please not say, a little carelessly pierced himself all over the body.

　　 Until the army drove outside the Bastille, let alone an ambush, not even a living person was seen.

The empty door of the Bastille was wide open, various flags, and ruined armor were thrown all over the ground. Even the city wall was in dilapidated condition. It was covered with dark red blood. It was blood stains that had not been cleaned after the encouragement and fighting. It looks like a war-torn.

Christopher did not directly drive the army into the Bastille. This has nothing to do with Conrad’s suggestion, but out of the instinct of a veteran. In the face of any abnormal situation, caution is not necessarily the most correct choice, but the safest choice. .

The private armies of the nobles were still carrying out the orders of General Christopher at first, but when a piece of news was accidentally leaked, it completely exploded. I don’t know if the Andes were evacuated in a hurry, or if they didn’t know the goods. There are a large number of antique calligraphy and paintings in the bottom that have not had time to take away.

　　 In order to get the name of the nouveau riche, Old Bolton likes to collect antique calligraphy and paintings, and put them in his inner castle, pretending to be noble and elegant, and he is famous throughout the Manyu Army.

It is said that nearly half of the wealth created by Bastille was bought by him. Among them, there are many famous and authentic treasures. Many of them are hard to find. The few sentries who went into the city to investigate the situation, just picked them back, are worth three. Four thousand Byron gold coins are all catching up with the annual financial income of a small town.

　　Not to mention those little lords and little nobles with serious deficit crisis have their eyes glowing. Even many wealthy noble lords are very enthusiastic. Why do they come here for a long time?

　　 Kill the enemy and serve the country.

　　 That is the thing of those young people whose brains are not fully developed.

　　 Make meritorious deeds.

　　 This is true, but the real purpose behind making meritorious deeds is still for wealth.

　　 And now the wealth is in front of them, within reach.

　　 At the beginning, many people still had some scruples, but as more and more people poured into the Bastille, they suddenly became impatient.

　　 No matter how many old Bolton's collections are, it is still limited. Now it is completely fast and slow, and it is late, and there is not one hair left. As for Christopher's military order, they have long been thrown out of the sky.

　　 Christopher didn't have time to stop him. After all, they belonged to the aristocratic private army and had great freedom of action. What's more, it was not only them who were jealous, but the Faerun family's direct descendants under his leadership were enthusiastic.

　　 The generals of the four main armies have been in and out of his camp no less than three times, and they all suggested that he drive the army directly into the Bastille. For this, he also racked his brains. Luo listed several specious necessity.

　　 In the final analysis, I was jealous of the temptation of wealth and wanted to get a share.

　　 Not only these leaders, but even the soldiers below, there are many jealous privateers who escaped from the camp, and they also wanted to follow into the Bastille to make a stroke. They were both bold and arrogant, as well as instructed by their own superiors.

　　 Christopher's first dozen ranks in succession, including several school guards, completely contained this greed, but since then, his reputation in the four legions will plummet.

　　 It is the so-called blocking the way of people's money, such as killing parents. How could he have killed so many parents today?

However, this resentment lasted only half a night. When the skyrocketed fire and the bottom-up Winter Thunder echoed in their ears, everyone looked at Christopher's eyes completely changed, and all the curses in their hearts turned into praise. Words.

　　Such as the first chance of the enemy, the gods, the wise martial arts, the unexplored prophet...all fell on this old general.

　　 As everyone knows, the wise and martial generals in their mouths were also covered in cold sweat at this time-they were shocked.

Only he himself knows that he is far from being as tough as he has shown. Under heavy pressure from bottom to top, his heart has been shaken. It is not the greed for the wealth of the Bastille, but his position is derived from the soldiers. Support, if he loses the support of the soldiers, his value in the eyes of Duke Borg will plummet.

　　 If the opponent starts later, early tomorrow morning, he will be ready to drive the army into the Bastille.

　　 Where exactly the fire in the Bastille started, no one can tell.

　　 It seemed that in just a few minutes, the entire Bastille was plunged into a sea of ​​fire. The nobles and their private soldiers who were fascinated by wealth were panicked like frightened rats.

　　 screaming, cursing, and crying are intertwined. At this moment, they don't care about wealth at all. They only hate their parents for giving birth to two legs, and there is no way to escape this blazing purgatory.

　　 The frightened crowd began to swarm at the gate, and in just a few minutes, a large gate was squeezed tightly.

At this moment, they don’t have any thoughts of being friendly and polite. They all want to be the first to run out, even if they are crowded with the lord who once held the power of life and death. In order to grab the right to get out of the city first, many people even draw their swords. , In front of the city gate, blood flowed.

　　 rumbling!

　　 Their only hope of going out of the city was dashed with a loud noise.

　　 The entire city gate exploded, the sky full of flames was tens of meters high, and hundreds of meters in radius were shrouded in the rain, like a volcanic eruption.

　　 The rain of fire has a strong flammability and falls on people. The wind will not blow away, the water will not go out, even the iron armor will burn violently for several minutes, even if the world rolls over, the effect is not great.

　　 Hundreds of human-shaped torches appeared on the spot, wailing frantically and fleeing, intensifying the spread of the fire in the entire city.

　　 At this time, everyone discovered that oily wood was piled up in the inconspicuous areas of the Bastille. The other party had already turned this into a huge oven, waiting for them to jump in.

　　 Before they were blinded by wealth, they didn't notice these deadly threats. Even if someone noticed them, they didn't think of the traps, but wondered how to transport them back and make a lot of money.

　　 ah ah...

　　 Countless soldiers who were already on fire, desperately jumped off the walls of the Bastille.

　　 The city wall of Bastille is not high, that is, the level of the county, but it is also seven or eight meters, jumping directly from above, even if it is a knight, it is easy to get injured even if it is a little careless, let alone an ordinary soldier.

　　 There are a lot of people who broke their legs. Occasionally, there are a few lucky ones who were nailed to death by countless arrows before they were 100 meters close to the camp.

　　 Kindness does not hold soldiers.

　　 Old generals like Christopher would never allow anyone to attack his camp, even his comrades-in-arms.

　　 As for rescue.

　　 Such thoughts didn't even surface in Christopher's mind.

　　In the face of man-made disasters like natural disasters, manpower is limited, and they have no choice but to watch them from a distance.

　　 What's more, there are countless pairs of eyes staring at them in the dark. As long as they show a little flaw, the other party will pounce out of the darkness like a hungry wolf, tearing their throats.

At the beginning, I could faintly hear all kinds of screams, but they quickly disappeared completely, leaving only the crackling burning sound. The air was filled with a strong smell of barbecue. There were countless people kneeling on the spot. Vomiting.

　　 didn't know how many combustibles the other party had accumulated in the Bastille. The fire lasted for a whole day and night, until a heavy rain in the early morning of the third day was completely extinguished, but still no one dared to enter the city.

　　 The entire city was burnt by the fire, and the entire city wall was cracking and collapsing as soon as the heavy rain poured.

Soon the battle damage was counted out. Thanks to Christopher’s blessing, the Faerun family’s direct line was basically not damaged, but the noble private army was less than one-third of the time when it came, which means that the fire burned two full More than ten thousand people.

　　 One of them is a hereditary earl with the same title as his, eight hereditary viscounts, and more than 30 hereditary barons. As for the number of lords and knights, it is impossible to count in a short time.

　　 This fire burned to death one-third of the powerful local nobles of the Manyu Army leader. This kind of war damage has never happened to the Manyu Army leader since its establishment.

　　 Even General Christopher, who doesn't know much about politics, knows that Man Yu is in big trouble this time.

　　 Behind a hereditary lord is a hereditary family. Every time one dies, there will be a hereditary family that will alternate power.

　　 The power alternation of the hereditary family can never be called harmony ~www.readwn.com~ especially the real power hereditary family.

　　 Brothers, uncles, nephews, sisters, fathers and sons have beaten their heads to bloodshed, that is commonplace, especially if the previous generation of the Patriarch did not leave a last word, in the case of sudden death, this kind of rights change is more likely to produce violence.

　　 After so many nobles died all at once, General Kristof couldn’t imagine what a flurry of demons would be like the leader of Man Yu in the future?

　　 The most terrible thing is the blow to morale. Speaking of the fire and the explosion like a winter thunder, many soldiers are still indifferent.

　　 I didn't even see the enemy. An empty city, a bunch of antique calligraphy and paintings, killed so many people, and everyone was trembling.

　　 The words of the soldiers' discussions have all changed. They no longer have the original ambition to make contributions, nor the confidence that they can kill a few on the battlefield.

The better ones just want to go home, and the bad ones are rumoring that the enemy they face this time is not humans, but the ghosts and spirits in the Andes Mountains, to punish them for the evil they have done to the people of the Andes Mountains over the years. , It's not an enemy at all.

　　 As soon as this kind of person was discovered, Christopher cut them off without hesitation. This is a typical example of beating the enemy and helping the enemy blow his morale.

There is no way to go down this battle. The ancient Jacob river channel without the Bastille is not like an undefended girl with splayed legs, but an invisible large stretched out in the Andes Mountains. Mouth, just waiting for them to deliver it to the door.

　　Who knows if there is another fire waiting for them in the Andes Mountains—the most indispensable thing in the Andes Mountains is all kinds of trees.

　　 But this kind of decision, neither General Christopher nor the Nominal Supreme Commander Patlem dared to make it, and sent a sentry to report to Duke Borg, waiting for his instructions.