Father Mavie

Chapter 383 Assault (Please subscribe!!!)
Stars twinkled in the night sky. On the outskirts of Tver, on the upper reaches of the Volga River, Duke Ivanovich, who had inspected the camp, climbed up the hillside and observed the city in the distance.

The vanguard of the Royal Army has arrived at the front line, and tomorrow morning at the latest, all 60 troops will arrive. Duke Ivanovich received the order to hold on until tomorrow morning, try not to fight with the rebel army, and wait for the follow-up army to arrive. Attack again.

"Ivan."

Footsteps sounded behind him. The Duke of Tbilisi with a slightly curly beard came to the front of the camp under the protection of several guards and stood beside Duke Ivanovich: "How is the situation?"

"There is no movement in the city for the time being, and the 15th and 19th Cavalry Regiments stationed on the outskirts of the city have shown no signs of attacking."

Prince Ivanovich put down the binoculars, his face sank like water: "I don't know what Katerina is thinking."

When the Royal Army has not yet assembled, it is the best time for a sneak attack. The truth of crossing the river is not half hit. Any general knows that if Katerina does not seize the opportunity to attack, what are you waiting for?
The Duke of Tbilisi took the binoculars handed over by his subordinates, observed the city of Tver for a while, and said in surprise: "They seem to be doing earthworks. Is this going to imitate the Kingdom of Windsor and start trench warfare with us?"

"The biggest disadvantage of trench warfare is that you can't change the position of the trench. It is very effective when defending a fixed area, but if it is placed in a large-scale battle, the effect is not particularly obvious." Duke Ivanovic frowned and said: "Katerina shouldn't make such low-level mistakes. Tver is just their front-line defensive position, not our real target. If they want to fight trench warfare, they should be doing earthworks on the outskirts of Moscow."

"Do you suspect fraud?"

"It's hard to say. Katerina's combat style is very similar to that of His Majesty Peter. She is best at mobilizing the overall situation and winning by surprise. Maybe the soil work is just a cover. She has already sent cavalry to attack us from behind."

"It is impossible to succeed in the sneak attack. I have already moved the artillery position to the center of the camp, surrounded by trees, and the Volga River beside it. In addition to the urgently made revolving machine guns, no matter how many cavalry come, they will all die. "

The Duke of Tbilisi is full of confidence. His greatest reliance is the several barrel machine guns seized from the Kingdom of Windsor a few months ago. Recently, the craftsmen have figured out the structure of the barrel machine guns. There are hundreds of them, and there are revolving machine guns with a rate of fire of more than 300 rounds per minute
It can be declared that the era of cavalry is over.

"Don't underestimate the enemy. The Apocalypse God Sect lost to His Majesty Peter because of underestimating the enemy."

"Ivan, you seem a little irritable."

The Duke of Tbilisi looked at the frowned Duke Ivanovich, who was in a low voice, and asked in confusion: "You have been like this for the past few days. What happened?"

"Alexey and the others were taken away, shouldn't I be upset?"

"You guys step back." The Duke of Tbilisi said to the guards beside him.

"Yes!"

The guards withdrew from the hillside, and there was no one else around. The Duke of Tbilisi said: "I understand you, Ivan. Although you value your family very much, you will not bring your emotions to the battlefield. You seem to be waiting for something." people"

"Don't think about it, who can I wait for?"

"Finn Drost."

"He's long gone."

"But you still haven't given up hope, have you?" said the Duke of Tbilisi, "Is there anything you can't tell me? We are all grasshoppers on the same rope now! Ivan!"

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Prince Ivanovich put down the binoculars, stared into the eyes of the Duke of Tbilisi for a long time, and sighed in silence: "After the fire in the Red House Farm, someone did look for me. No, it's not a person, but some kind of extremely powerful an extraordinary being who claims to be the master of Finn Drost."

"What?" The Duke of Tbilisi said in surprise: "Why didn't you say such an important thing earlier?!"

"There is an inner ghost of the Wisdom God Sect in the noble faction! How dare I say it? The identity of Finn Drost was leaked by the inner ghost!"

"The ghost can be someone else, but it can't be me! Don't you know about our family's business with the United States of America? Finn Drost led the line! I'm the least likely to betray him! For Make money, money!"

Prince Ivanovich, who had a headache from the quarrel, waved his hands and said impatiently: "I know, isn't this a confession to you? Don't talk about the past again!"

The Duke of Tbilisi also calmed down, and his tone was relaxed: "So, what did the master of Droste tell you?"

"it"

After looking around and making sure that there were no ears around who could hear their voices, Duke Ivanovic continued: "It asked me to temporarily obey the command of Archbishop Henry. When necessary, it will tell me what to do. Our family will also be rescued by it."

"A necessary moment. What is a necessary moment?"

"How do I know? I'm upset about this!" Prince Ivanovich cursed, his face full of resentment: "Who knows what kind of idea they are playing? If you want to help Katerina, why not?" Let us lead the army to go to war with Katerina? Isn’t this pushing us into the fire pit? If there is a war, Katerina will have to settle accounts with us in the future!”

"I can't help myself"

The Duke of Tbilisi sighed long and looked up at the stars in the night sky: "In the past few days, I have been thinking, if you hadn't... done that and His Majesty Peter was still alive, would our situation be better? ?”

"What does it have to do with me? Didn't you do it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? You poisoned His Majesty Peter!"

"Fart! I haven't had time to do it yet! You definitely did it!"

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In the darkness, Duke Ivanovic and Duke Tbilisi looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

"Wait a minute, let's take a look at what happened. That night, we discussed the plan with Shirkov and the others, and wanted to kill His Majesty Peter, right?"

The Duke of Tbilisi nodded: "Yes! We discussed in secret for several days, and finally decided to do it!"

"So you didn't do anything, and I didn't do anything. Could it be His Majesty Peter who was poisoned by Shirkov?"

"It wasn't him. When His Majesty Peter died, he secretly asked me who did it. I thought it was you."

Duke Ivanovic almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "I thought it was you too!"

"Stop making trouble, okay? It's you, it's you! Why don't you admit it? Anyway, we will bear the consequences together! No one can escape!"

"It's really not me! If I did it, I would have admitted it! Don't you know me yet?!"

"...If it wasn't you or me, then who poisoned His Majesty Peter?"

"It's broken! It's broken!"

Prince Ivanovich was shocked, and hugged his head: "We were framed! Someone poisoned His Majesty Peter! We blamed us!!!"

"Ah?" The Duke of Tbilisi hadn't calmed down yet: "Aside from us, who would poison His Majesty Peter? Could it be Paul I?"

"Do you think Paul I had the cruel method of poisoning his own father?"

"No. Oh, why are we entangled in this matter?" The Duke of Tbilisi was not interested in who poisoned Peter the Great: "Even if they don't do it, we will do it! It's been so long, There's no need to think about it! Let's think about what to do next!"

I don't want to take the blame for others
Although he thought so in his heart, Prince Ivanovich still admitted that they had decided to poison Peter the Great at that time, and even if the murderer didn't act, they would do it.

And no matter who the real culprits are, they must be the ones to blame.

Others would not believe it, especially for Katerina who hated them, the aristocratic faction was the culprit who killed his father!
"What I regret most now is that I didn't poison Her Highness Katerina to death!"

The Duke of Tbilisi raised his binoculars again, smoked a cigar, and continued to observe the movement in Tver City: "If she died, we would not be reduced to where we are today. Who knew that a little girl could have such great abilities." .Huh?"

Stretching out his hand and rubbing his eyes, the Duke of Tbilisi felt that his eyes were dazzled just now, as if he saw something flying from the city of Tver.

"what happened?"

Seeing that the Duke of Tbilisi's face was not right, Prince Ivanovich picked up the binoculars, and happened to see a black shadow with wings and a human body like a gargoyle rising from the city of Tver, hanging high in the sky. In the sky, flew towards them quickly.

There are many heavy balls in the opponent's hands and back, which look very similar to shells, and a bit like the explosives used by grenadiers.
"Damn! Bloodline! It's Bloodline! They can fly!!!"

Prince Ivanovic threw away the binoculars, rolled down the hill in a hurry, blew the warning whistle, and rushed towards the camp, shouting loudly: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!!"

(End of this chapter)