Pioneering

Chapter 196 Summation and Change

Time passed slowly, and on the battlefield, a small group of brave allied troops stepped on the bones of their companions to occupy a small section of the city wall in order to be rewarded first.

They roared excitedly, as if they had already won.

On the city wall, the crossbowmen were also trying to aim at the alliance army, trying to let their arrows penetrate the flesh and blood of the first climbers, but those who dared to fight for their lives had some skills, and it seemed difficult to succeed.

In the sky, several court wizards were preparing to launch a magic attack. They held up their long staffs and tried their best to chant complicated spells.

Official wizards can cast spells instantly without singing, unless they are prepared to overdraw their magic power to cast some spells beyond their grasp.

John frowned, and ordered: "Twenty magic cannons, aim at the enemy wizards, and output with all their strength!"

Groups of red fireworks suddenly attacked these court wizards hanging in the air. Even if they couldn't move these wizards, they could distract them and interrupt their singing.

The artillery fire that passed by would not turn back, and continued to shoot towards the city.

But in the city, the common people can only do their best to avoid the occasional attacks from outside the city gate, and hide in their homes shivering... The battlefield is short-sighted.

There was also artillery fire hitting the city wall, but there were not many cracks on the city wall, only a few fragments of malachite (a special ore in Otto Province) scattered around.The quality is quite solid.

Seeing that Yashai launched the magic cannon again, the noble officers on the city wall hurriedly stuffed magic crystals on the defensive circle, and a thin energy shield covered the air.

John looked at the third push-in drum, looked at the slanted sun, sighed, and decisively ordered to retreat.

It's not that John is so kind, he can still do it without being kind, but the night is not a good time for a frontal attack.

John rubbed his chin and thought: It's really difficult to attack by force, why don't you try other methods?Is it poisoning the water source?Or buy the defenders?Or fire attack?Water attack?

……

Just as John was thinking about the strategy, Ansos once again summoned all the nobles in the city in the meeting hall. Regardless of whether the nobles were big or small, the Principality and the Flanner family needed their wisdom.

Ansos sat down on the throne like a lion in the evening:

"Everyone, I have to admit that Andreouya is on the verge of life and death. If there is a good plan, there are no rules and regulations today, so you might as well speak freely."

I don't know how many nobles secretly poked and thought in private: Didn't you cause it?If you don't play tricks on others, can you have the current disaster?
And the nobleman who wanted to kill the thief, calculated his own ability and the situation between the enemy and us, opened his mouth and closed it again.Powerless also.

Ansos looked at the silent chamber and said wearily:

"Everyone, I admit that I have made mistakes. After this battle, I should give way to Mo Lisa.,

But if my Flanner family is down, you who are inextricably related to my Flanner, will the Asshai people let you go?

Have you all forgotten the title of Grand Duke Yashai's 'Noble Killer'? "

At this moment, an old man standing beside the third-rank priest who was supported by the only remaining Fengshen Church said, "Ansos, please make peace."

"The Twelfth Patriarch," Ansos clenched his fist unwillingly, the newly grown ears seemed to be still aching with the help of the potion, "I..."

The speaker was none other than the strongest member of the Flanner family, Doral Flanner, but he said solemnly: "Learn to admit defeat, kid, we can't fight anymore."

As he spoke, Doral glanced at the nobles standing under the steps.

Ansos looked at the nobles with different thoughts, and he could only sigh: "Then let Bailey... well, then let's get rid of Freya (Minister of the Air Force, head of the Royal Windwing Wolves). "

No one noticed that Mitchell, the chief guard behind Ansos, clenched his fists...

……

In the middle of the night, in the military tent, Salt was discussing with his deputy John a good plan to destroy the city. The wicked Salt proposed to spread the curse of the plague in the city. John, who was quite a soldier, argued hard, saying that there were still many civilians in the city. Why don't we attack with water.

It doesn't seem to be much better than the plague...

However, an unexpected visitor interrupts the two's discussion.

Sartre sat on the main seat and said with great interest: "Mr. Freya, you mean, Andreauya surrendered?"

"It's seeking peace, not surrender." The burly Freya showed his veins, and looked like he wanted to smoke Salt, but he had to show sincerity.

"It's all the same, it's all the same, so let's talk about the conditions.

First of all, you have to recognize the current border territories of both parties..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" Freya stood up from his seat and said excitedly, "Wouldn't it mean that the border of Asshai will touch the capital of our country!"

Salt shrugged and said, "Don't you feel it now? If you don't accept it, you can turn around and leave."

"We can cede the provinces of Clalevin and Derk to Yasha, but you must release the royal territory and the province of Ott."

"Acknowledge the current border."

"At most, add half an Otter Province."

"Acknowledge the current border."

"Don't deceive people too much!"

"Your Excellency is deceiving people too much, right? Clareven and the province of Outer were captured by our soldiers in a bloody fight. We took what we got in exchange for peace. Are you sure you woke up?"

"you you……"

"Okay, since you don't say anything, I'll take it as your acquiescence." Sart raised his hand and said, "Secondly, we ask your country to immediately announce the marriage between Princess Morisa and my lord, and within half a year Get married."

"This is a bit hasty, but it's not impossible to discuss..."

"The third thing is that we demand that the Grand Duke Ansos apologize to our Lord in public, and abdicate within half a year, and give up the crown to Princess Morisa!"

"what?!"

"Hey, don't be so excited," Sart comforted, "Anyway, Princess Morisa is now the only daughter and the only legal heir of your boss, so what if she succeeds sooner or later?
Could it be that after this incident, he can still sit firmly in his seat? "

"The body of the illegitimate son named 'Edgar' is still in my hands, don't count on it."

Now that the war has been fought, Salt also knows Edgar's identity through the mouth of the Andreoya nobles who have "friendly exchanges" with him.

"Working for someone is not a part-time job, brother, listen to my advice, brother, I have served dozens of bosses, glory or something, can you really eat? Can you really live?..."

Silence is the city of Skeller tonight.

Freya walked out of the barracks with a face full of struggles, and walked back to the city with a heavy heart, entangled in Salt's promise to protect the family, the interests of the principality, and the glory of the knights.

But I saw a black shadow holding a weapon, constantly approaching Freya...

(End of this chapter)