Warhammer Throne

Sure enough, Duke Hubard hadn't seen Angler, and the Duke and Angler had met once. With the appearance and size of Angler, it was hard not to be impressed.

As expected by Angelang, seeing that "acquaintances committed crimes", the Lord Duke quite "forgively" forgiven this group of people for "nosy business" and invited them to their own castle, the old world-famous Carcassonne Castle Guest.

The Duke ’s understatement made the female Nosca quite dissatisfied. Ingrid shouted: "Damn, if it weren't me ... I mean us, only their lady in the lake knew if these villagers could hold these knights up Come!"

"Shut up! Ingrid, if you don't want to be kept outside the castle for the night, you can go on." Fuggen laughed brightly.

The female barbarian closed her mouth consciously. This aspect is out of respect for the strong. On the other hand, she also knows that her strength can be arrogant in front of the beast, but it is not enough to look at the hundreds of knights. .

However, the barbarian people are okay at this point, that is, they will basically obey the order unconditionally when facing the powerful crusher such as Fugen.

If you meet those who are particularly good at debating, such as the citizens of the Estalians and the Empire Noor, it will be troublesome. These people are also known as "sperm elites" among mortals. They like to shout "free speech, democracy" , Equality, and other arguments, and is known for being unwilling to lose and being tough, and often opposed only because of opposition.

Some diehards, even when they are lying on the ground with a punch, must emphasize that the enemy ’s boxing posture is not good-looking, and it is indeed a headache.

Under the leadership of the Duke of Hubbard, Fuggen led an army of more than 500 people towards the castle of Carcassonne.

At the west of the sun, the converging army finally approached Carcassonne Castle.

As one of the most important strategic strongholds in southern Brittania, Carcassonne Castle not only has a long history, but in the history of the ancient castle, there are many stories about the Holy Grail knight and war. From the appearance, this is a A typical high elf style castle with a cylindrical body and a conical tower is particularly noticeable.

Entering the castle, Fuggen visited Carcassonne with interest. The most spectacular architectural view here is the inner and outer walls and towers that defend the castle. It has huge fortifications surrounding the castle, compact houses and The streets and the perfect Holy Grail Cathedral, the streets of the city are criss-crossed, houses lined up, walk into the arched gate, cross the moat through the wooden suspension bridge, and enter the city, the stone road is ups and downs, winding and winding, only four or five meters wide, low-rise The stone houses are built along the street, with antique style. Only the massive atmosphere of the patrol army destroys this beauty.

Hugh Bald, Duke of Carcassonne, said a few words to the near servant. The near servant immediately came to Fugand and others: "The head of the ashes legion, our prince said, the Principality of Carcassonne is not a wealthy Principality We thank you for your helping hand in the invasion of the beastmen, but we have nothing to thank you. We can only provide room and board to ensure that the lamb is enough for you to enjoy, and there is nothing else. "

"It's okay, it's enough." Fugen didn't take it seriously. As he said, it was a duty to fight against evil. It was not something worth praising. It was good to eat two meals of lamb.

"The Duke also invited you to dinner with him in Naibao in the evening." The near attendant continued: "The Duke wants to ask you about Tyril."

"Ok."

............ I am the dividing line for dinner ...

Time comes to August.

The Old World, Brittania, south of Lyonnais, the old Duke of Mousilon.

A small army is advancing on the plain.

This army was led by the old guards and sent by Ryan, who was responsible for supporting the old Musilon nobles in the south of Lyonnais and was responsible for calming the local serf rebellion.

The problem of Leonace has been around for a long time. Since the **** battle with Egil-Redeye, the situation in this Principality has deteriorated. Due to insufficient food, the knights cannot solve the problem of hunger for serfs. They can defeat serf rebels. There is no way to appease the serfs and allow them to resume production.

What's more terrible is that the old Musilon nobles did not have enough troops. Although after the invasion of Egil, these old Musilon nobles had rejected any order from Duke Aldereld of Lyons, but It is also an indisputable fact that their military losses are too great. Seeing that the rebellion gradually spread to the whole territory, the nobles only have some castles and a few manor houses with guards. The nobles are very anxious, but they ca n’t do anything about it. These rebellious serfs were crushed in the wild, but this cannot fundamentally solve the problem of rebellion.

As we all know, gangsters will flee and avoid war, and the knights ca n’t chase long distances, because even if they are caught, the gangsters have already withdrawn into the cottage and the fort, and it ’s very difficult to attack and it ’s not worth the money. Also stretched.

But now, with the support of the Duke of Ryan, two servant infantry regiments led by a battalion of nearly 400 old guards, and a group of dwarven artillery soldiers headed south of Leonsay to support these old Musilon nobles.

This is also the first battle of this new army formed by Lane, the old guard.

The first rebel stronghold to be conquered was the Chateau de Polsal, located south of Lyonsée. This is a small castle. The knights and nobles who originally occupied here died in the battle against Egil, leaving a bunch of women, nearby The rebellious serfs occupied the castle and occupied the mountain as king, proclaiming the Baron Polsalle and wanted to be recognized by the local nobility.

But they waited for the old guard and the baron Juan Carlos-Sun Watcher who was in charge of the command.

Under the engineering work of the dwarves, a pontoon was quickly built, and the whole army crossed the river near the castle at a very fast speed. When this army had arrived south of the castle, the rebel serfs in the city also had a Only the new army arrived and knew nothing.

After completing the siege, Juan immediately ordered Count Doolin and Count Larott to attack in the north, and then with the commander of the old guard, Lord Winford "Green Arrow" Bertrand, toward the back The castle launched an attack.

At this time, the rebellious serfs finally saw the power of Ryan's army.

The first is the artillery bombardment. The dwarf artillery ’s dwarf cannon and dwarf organ cannon bombed the castle, and the low city walls were not adequately maintained and repaired after they were occupied. Where can they survive the dwarf artillery? The power of the city collapsed one after another. The houses inside the castle were shattered into pieces, people croaked, his body was broken and his limbs were broken, flesh and blood flew, and the fire burst into chaos.

The rebellious serfs were already stunned before they fought. They cried, screamed, and fled back and forth, shouting that the punishment of the fairy in the lake was coming, the morale fell to the bottom, when wearing a white military uniform and silver body Plate armor, wearing red or blue epaulettes, old guards with spiked belts charged from the collapsed city walls, shouting slogans into the castle, the rebel serfs who had not yet fought were already scared. , They screamed: "Lady's punishment is coming! We have lost the lady's protection!"

The rebellious serfs collapsed, and even few rebellious serfs actually fought against the old guard.

Flee from the wind.

In fact, the rebellious serfs knew that a support army came here to help the rebellion, and they were prepared to fight the legendary Duke Lion ’s army, but in their impression, the enemy was stronger, that is, the level of the sergeant, wearing The simple leather armor with the coat of arms of its own principality can add at most one breastplate and use the same weapon as them.

They simply could not imagine that the elite guards wearing half-length plate armour and holding the elaborate weapons produced in the Dwarf Weapon Workshop, with strong builds, firm eyes, and murderous elite troops, were actually selected from serfs. of!

Seeing that the rebellious serfs were gone, Count Durin and Count Larot, who were just pretending to be wrong, saw that the situation was wrong, and simply turned the pretense directly into a real offensive, seizing the time to get some military power.

It only took three hours from the start of the siege to the end of the siege, and the rebel stronghold, which had not been won by the local nobles for several years, fell here.

As the army entered the castle, both the knights and the old guards frowned.

The sight is full of miserable images, with broken limbs, broken arms, corpses stacked, and feces all over the ground. The rebellious serfs who had escaped had already fleeed during the confrontation, and the only remaining were old and weak and sick, those who could not run The old and the weak were so hungry that their eyes were deeply sunken, their expressions were withered, and they had no strength to escape. When they saw the army coming in, many old and weak even only asked to die quickly, and even prayed for their lives to give up.

Both Earl Durin and Earl Larot felt very sad about this. The two noblemen only felt that the heavy penalty was neither the pardon nor the embarrassment. They felt very embarrassed and could only temporarily imprison them and provide some black bread for the hungry. The old and the weak are full of hunger.

This poor food that has long been eliminated in the Ryan's territory is simply a supreme delicacy to these old and weak people. Some old people sit in the same place, and with the clean water, they are desperately nibbling the bread and gritting their teeth.

Eating, eating, crying, and tearing down, an elderly serf wept bitterly for this: "If we knew there was black bread to eat, we would not follow the rebellion at all!"

There are such cries everywhere in the castle.

Night fell, not far away, the old guard camp.

Sir Bertrand chewed raisins in his mouth. He wore a triangle cap and a neat uniform of the old guard officer. Not far away, the old guards lined up, and a man carried a plate to cleanly cook. Class beating there, ready to enjoy dinner.

The large iron bucket was burning hot in the pile of fire, and a large pot of stew exuded a strong aroma. The army of the cooking class took a large iron spoon to disperse the large root red sausage (imported by the empire). The richly flavored broth was poured into the bowl of the old guards.

Each bread bag was opened, and the soft and delicious whole wheat bread was buttered and sent to the hands of the old guards.

The food of this army made those old Musilon nobles envious.

"It's all eaten by the knights under our command." Count Durin looked at the old guard's food, with a helpless face on his face: "Lady is on, red sausage, stewed vegetable broth, whole wheat bread, and There is butter! Is this the old guard? "

"It can only be said that the Yankees are really rich." Count Larot shook his head as he watched the serf infantry of his men still nibbling dark bread with porridge, which was also put in some flour and some vegetables and carrots: "You Looking at this supply, you know where the problem is. "

"Don't talk about the Yankee, Larote, don't forget it." Durin heard the Yankee words and immediately said as if he was stabbed by a needle. He quickly said: "We have been loyal to the Lord Duke."

"..." Larot realized that he was a little speechless. He nodded lightly, raised his hand to signal that he was wrong, and stopped talking.

"Furthermore, this is also an opportunity for us, an opportunity to reshuffle the entire Musilon forces. You see, Larote, Lord Duke ’s conditions are very harsh, which will definitely cause some nobility to dissatisfaction. Used to a good day ... "Durin whispered," Do you understand what I mean? "

"Understood." Larote nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. "Changes are not all bad things. The key is to keep up with the Duke."

The two counts looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction.

The local serf soldiers and even the local knights and nobles envy the old guard's food.

"My jazz, it turns out you are here!" Raymond carried an iron plate with a large piece of bread, a bowl of vegetable broth, a red sausage and some dried fruit in front of Bertrand: "good evening."

As an officer, Raymond has more dried fruit than ordinary old guards, and compared to Raymond, Bertrand has more oatmeal and a plate of roast lamb.

"Good evening, Raymond." Bertrand scooped the oatmeal with a spoon and cut the roasted lamb with a knife. The forty-year-old jazz, the actual commander and person in charge of the Old Guards, expressed some emotion. He looked at Army under the night.

Who would have thought that eight years ago, he was still a rogue leader wandering in the Sharon forest?

Everything is like a dream.

"Raymond, I remember you are the Leonards, right?" Put the roasted and crispy lamb in your mouth. Carcassonne's lamb is really delicious, lean meat with elastic teeth, suitable for fat and lean, and tender meat. Many, Bertrand chewed and said with a smile: "How, how does it feel to go home?"

"It feels a little strange, and a little unexcitable excitement." Raymond nodded slightly, his hands trembling: "My mother and my brother and I have been away from our hometown for several years. This time, I really want to return Look at home. "

"Surely there will be a chance." Bertrand reached out and stroked his big bow. This big bow was a bow of sparks produced by the wood elves. The arrows shot can add the power of sparks: "How far is that village from here far?"

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"It's about eighty kilometers or so, now occupied by a group of rebellious serfs." Raymond couldn't help but feel excited, as if there was a villain roaring and roaring inside him.

Go home! Go back to Leonsay! Go back to the village!

Your old guard Raymond is back!

"Oh, is this village right?" Bertrand took out the map and glanced at the portable oil lamp made by the dwarves: "Then the fastest day after tomorrow, the latest day after tomorrow, we will be here."

"When you get the chance, you can go home and see, Raymond!"

"Ok!"

The old guard's eyes were full of fiery.

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