I Will Be The Crowned King

With the deafening volley of rifles, Anson Bach's first battle after climbing over the Dawn Ice Peak came to an end.

how to say……

Well, nothing to say.

The battle started inexplicably and ended unbelievably. Although Clovis did have a numerical advantage, the entire army had just crossed the snowy mountain and was in a state of extreme exhaustion. Its morale and combat effectiveness were at most two-thirds of their usual levels.

Although Thun's troops are not many, they are not many. They have dozens of elite cavalry equipped with cuirass and rifles, and two light cavalry guns that can continuously fire rapidly.

With a complete range of arms, they still have home-court advantage and first-mover advantage; even if they are backward in tactics, they can hold on for a while and retreat steadily; by then, An Sen and his party, who are already exhausted, will only be incompetent and furious except to watch them retreat.

But the final result was a line of hundreds of people, which only lasted for fifteen minutes before the entire line collapsed; the elite cavalry who had fought back and forth also suddenly retreated for no reason, leaving the infantry and artillery to escape alone.

In the face of this result, a kind of officers can only think that the rumors are true. The army of the Seven Cities Alliance is not only inferior in tactics to the level of a comedy, but its morale is also indistinguishable from the rats in the gutter, even the thugs in Clovis City. Not as good.

The officers who had become cautious due to taking the wrong path and accidentally entered the territory of the Seven Cities Alliance suddenly changed their attitudes 180 degrees.

If the Seven Cities Alliance's army is at this level, then the attack on the Hantu Plain will not need any local support and the main force of Commander Ludwig; just relying on these two thousand people is enough to trample the entire Seven Cities Alliance on the soles of their feet. Roll back and forth.

The battle only lasted less than half an hour, but it took nearly an afternoon to clear the battlefield; except for those who ran too fast and those who were killed, the remaining nearly 300 people became prisoners.

There was also a quarrel among the officers over how to deal with the prisoners. Some people suggested that they should be executed by mass shooting. The reason was very simple: they only had more than 2,000 people to cross the enemy's territory and rush to Eagle Point City. The more than 300 prisoners were simply It's a burden like a hot potato.

But the vast majority of people disapprove of this, especially Fabian; his reason is that because this is the enemy's territory, it is impossible to hide the execution of hundreds of prisoners in one go; the Seven Cities Alliance has not officially stated its position yet, and to do this This kind of thing is creating a mortal enemy for themselves and the entire Clovis almost out of thin air.

The two sides could not argue, and in the end they could only be temporarily placed in the center of the camp and tied together with ropes-because the entire army, who was half exhausted, was unable to guard them.

Compared with the troublesome prisoners, the captured weapons are not only huge in quantity, but also of good quality. Almost all of them are imported from 80% of the new Empire and Clovis. The Grand Duchy of Thun is located in the north of the Seven Cities Alliance, and once a war breaks out, it will bear the brunt. Therefore, even ordinary patrol units can use imported weapons.

Especially the two six-pounder cavalry guns, which were real high-end imports from the Empire, far superior to Clovis's imitations; That's it.

The only regret is that the war horses were killed a lot, and they failed to capture too many mounts that could be used to show off their power, which made it a pity for the officers who had long wanted to find a means of transportation.

But for Anson, it was a sigh of relief, at least not having to explain to the officers why he insisted on marching on foot.

"So what are you going to do?"

A beaming meeting was over. The officers who had fully exchanged opinions in the quarrel left one after another. Only Anson and Carl were left in the makeshift tent, plus the little secretary who bowed his head to take the minutes of the meeting. Lisa was asleep.

"Ah?" An Sen's eyes widened suddenly, his face blank as if he had just woken up.

Carl rolled his eyes: "I mean prisoner."

"What else can I do?"

Anson hugged his shoulders and shrugged lazily: "Collect the weapons and belongings, and let them all go after tonight."

"you sure?"

"Of course." An Sen nodded as a matter of course:

"We are in the territory of the Thun people. What's the use of taking hundreds of captives? Once we hit the enemy's main force, will Grand Duke Thun let us die because of these prisoners?"

Obviously not... Carl Bain nodded: "Then should we release people first, or run away first?"

"Have you figured out the identities of the two prisoners?" Anson suddenly changed the subject.

"I figured it out."

Of course Karl knew who he was talking about: "The older one is Henares Arkad, the younger brother of Count Arkad, a side branch of the Grand Duke of Thun, and an important cavalry general under the Grand Duke of Thun. "

"The other's identity is quite special, Leon Francois... the next Grand Duke of Thun."

"what?!"

Anson's expression froze.

"Yes, my deputy commander, you really caught two big meat tickets this time!" Carl didn't even have the strength to roll his eyes, and now he can only be thankful that Anson didn't shoot the two of them on the battlefield. :

"In the beginning, the two of them were desperately trying to hide their identities. They claimed to be a father and son from a side branch of the Francois family. They were ordered to patrol the vicinity of the Dawn Mountains to eliminate bandits and smugglers."

"Then how did you let them expose themselves?" Anson asked very curiously.

"It's not me, it's Fabian." Carl shook his head:

"He suddenly ran over and told me that he had your order. Because he was going to start a rapid march, there was no one to take care of the prisoners. They had to be dealt with on the spot, and he even took a few riflemen to take a group of prisoners. dragged into the woods and shot."

"After tossing four or five times in a row, they made all the moves."

Yes, yes, as expected of an officer from the Guards... An Sen nodded with some emotion: "What about the prisoner who was shot?"

"Live well - Fabien took them to dig a hole to bury the body, and the shot was to scare them to work hard, and by the way, he did me a big favor." Carl looked at Anson, his expression a little ugly :

"So what are you going to do? If such a hot prisoner can't be handled properly, it won't be surprising even if Duke Thun wants to kill us at any cost."

This is also... An Sen took a long breath, thinking about how to use this somewhat troublesome hostage.

"That... can I mention something?"

The little secretary who lowered his head to take notes suddenly raised his head:

"If the hostage is really Leon Francois, I vaguely remember that he seems to have a little relationship with Lord Anson Bach..."

………………

"relative?!"

The young knight was stunned, staring at Ansen Bach who was sitting in front of him, and the whole person was shocked.

"That's right, although it's quite sudden...but it's true, we are actually relatives." An Sen nodded, with a hint of embarrassment in his smile:

"Believe me, I was not at all calmer than you are when I found out about it, Monsieur Leon Francois."

Anson turned his eyes to Alan Dawn behind him as he opened his mouth, motioning for the other party to repeat what he just told him.

The little secretary who was glad to be ordered nodded slightly, raised his chest like an ancient heraldic officer, and took a half step forward proudly:

"The person in front of you now is the glorious Bach family blood, the deputy commander of the Southern Legion appointed by Lord Ludwig Franz, Lord Ansen Bach!"

"The history of the Bach family is not long, it is a dynamic family with a history of only more than 300 years, and it has married many ancient families many times, including the great ruler of Thun, the blood of the Francois family. ."

"His Excellency Leon Francois, in the generation of your great-grandfather's grandfather, dating back to 112 BC, in a fierce battle built around the city of Eagle Point, your great-grandfather's grandfather Alfonso Francois, in order to defend the city of Eagle Point - yes, the city of Eagle Point belonged to the Francois family at that time - promised that if someone was willing to help him, he would be willing to marry his daughter, your great-grandfather's aunt he."

"And the knight who stood up at the critical moment was the father of the great-grandfather of Lord Anson Bach, who was separated from the main force of Clovis at that time, Baron Erd Turin."

"He and twenty-five wandering knights were stationed on a high tower outside Eagle Point, resisting the attack of the Isel elves, and was elected leader after the war, marrying the beautiful Alex F. Mademoiselle Lançois."

"In 110 B.C.E., Alex returned to Clovis with Erd; in 90 B.C.E., the two brought their grown son back to Golden Rock to make friends; in 81 B.C.E., When Alexis, 47, died of typhoid fever, her ashes were returned to Thun in accordance with her last wishes and placed in Francois' family cemetery."

"The war intensified due to the sectarian split after that. Clovis's Bach family no longer has much contact with François of Thun, but neither side has removed this bloodline from the genealogy."

"Therefore, there is no doubt that the two of you have the blood of Alfonso Francois, and they are real cousins." The little secretary said very proudly:

"Not only that, the Francois family and the Bach family have also married the Austeria family, so you two also have a part of the Clovis royal bloodline - all the above, all can be in the three families. Evidence found in the family tree!"

After speaking, the little secretary put his hands behind his back and bowed to everyone present.

Silence, a long silence.

After a long time, the shocked young knight raised his head and looked at the little Alan Dawn:

"who are you?"

"I'm not 'who'." The little secretary smiled shyly:

"Just an insignificant, humble little secretary."

This answer, which was not an answer, made the young knight speechless for a while, not knowing what to say.

"Then the honorable Deputy Commander, His Excellency Anson Bach..."

The middle-aged aristocrat, who had been silent before, suddenly spoke up, and a pair of bright eyes stared at An Sen on his embarrassed face:

"You made such a big circle, and what do you want to explain - it's not just to recognize relatives, right?"

"of course not."

An Sen smiled slightly and spread his hands gently: "I said this to explain a misunderstanding to the two of you."

"misunderstanding?"

"That's right, this whole battle was just a misunderstanding." An Sen said softly, his calm look made the two look slightly startled:

"Clowe did not declare war on the Seven Cities Alliance, nor did he declare war on the Grand Duchy of Thun. We are not enemies - in fact, if it wasn't for the sudden attack at that time, we might not have fought at all."

"Oh?"

The middle-aged aristocrat smiled: "According to what you said, is this still our fault?"

"Of course not!" Anson immediately denied:

"This is the land of the Thun people, and of course you have the right to fire on the suspected enemy army on your own land - that's why I said, this is a misunderstanding."

"And what I have to do now is to resolve the misunderstanding between the two sides, not only as the deputy commander of the Southern Legion, or as a Clovis, but also as a member of the ancient Francois family!"

"What's the meaning?"

The middle-aged aristocrat narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't believe that this Clovis officer said so much, just for the so-called "resolving misunderstandings" and recognizing a relative who couldn't fight.

Even if what the "little secretary" said was true, it was more than two hundred years ago. According to this calculation, the Francois family and the nobles of half the ordered world can be regarded as a family.

"Meaning, I think the Grand Duchy of Thun and the Kingdom of Clovis should unite again to fight the Iser elves as they did two hundred years ago." Anson said solemnly:

"As my clerk just mentioned, two hundred years ago, Eaglehorn was the territory of the Thun people, a great city founded by the ancestors of the Francois family; but after the Seven Cities Alliance was established~www.wuxiamtl. com~ was coerced by the Iser elf with an alliance treaty, and abruptly snatched it from the hands of the Thun people!"

"Now the elf Yisel is willing to degenerate, in order to fight against Clovis, he does not hesitate to become the lackey of the empire, and even makes an old **** caster an ambassador, killing unarmed noble girls in public, so that His Majesty Carlos II is in the Declare war on them in grief and anger."

Anson paused for a moment: "I think now is the time for the great Thun people to raise the battle flag and take back the land from the despicable Iser elf; let the flag of the Francois family fly once again on the eagle's horn. On the tower of the city!"

What?

This time, not only Leon Francois, but even the middle-aged nobles were full of surprise.

This Clovis officer... is he trying to win over the Grand Duchy of Thun to betray the Seven Cities Alliance and declare war on the Iser Elf? !

"In order to show our sincerity, my army and I will **** the two and all the wounded soldiers to Jinshi City together, and explain all this to Grand Duke Thun." An Sen smiled as if he did not see the expressions of the two of them. To the young knight:

"What do you think, dear cousin Leon Francois?"