I Will Be The Crowned King

The choking gunpowder smoke has not yet dissipated, but the battle has quietly ended.

On the battlefield shrouded in the bright red sunset, the roar of guns gradually sparsed, and was gradually replaced by scattered chases and stabs; the occasional gun flames frightened away the crows and hyenas foraging.

At 18:50, the long-awaited Archduke Victor Emmanuel launched the general attack on time.

If the big explosion on the right-wing position only thwarted the hope of the expeditionary army breaking out of the siege; then when the menacing frontier army launched a full-line attack, the organization had already collapsed, and the expeditionary army soldiers, who were exhausted and out of ammunition and food, really Totally desperate.

Without Kasper Hered, the most terrifying backbone, only the fearful and panic-stricken expeditionary soldiers were left, unable to organize a decent resistance.

In the face of the "weak" Imperial Expeditionary Force, the aggressive Frontier Corps went completely crazy.

Formation, marksmanship, experience... all of them don't matter. Those enemies still on the ground are no different from the paper-pasted ones. They will shatter at the touch of a button. As long as the trigger is pulled, even the Aiden people who have just joined the army for a few days can win amazing feats. 's results.

Only ten minutes into the battle, this devastating battle turned into a one-sided massacre.

Under the violent storm-like offensive of the Frontier Corps, the collapsed expedition force began to disarm and surrender in pieces, but the more than 20,000 Aidan civilians still did not stop the attack, wantonly shooting and killing all those who were still standing on the position, wearing Figure in blue and white military uniform.

In order to ensure that no "trophy" was let go, Archduke Aiden dispatched all cavalry to be responsible for chasing and intercepting all the remnants of the expeditionary forces fleeing in formation; he also used all his artillery to fire on the open space, creating impassable "shelling belts" on both sides of the battlefield. ", turning the battlefield into an "isolated island", a "hunting ground" belonging to the Frontier Corps.

And all the soldiers of the Imperial Expeditionary Force who are still alive are their prey.

The entire row of line infantrymen kept advancing on the bayonet wall on the quagmire battlefield, and the flickering and flickering gun flames reflected one after another screaming and struggling.

Some of them are still trying to resist, some are shouting to surrender, some are trying to rush through the line of fire and the shelling belt... but they are all smashed into a sieve by lead bullets in front of the bayonet wall, and they fall weakly and turn into rolling heads. and **** minced meat.

The mad warriors of Aiden, faithfully carry out the orders of their archduke:

Not one left.

At exactly 19:30, the expeditionary force's blocking battle came to an end.

Under the banner of the Golden Iris Army, Louis Bernard with a complicated expression looked at the sea of ​​fire under the valley battlefield; neither tried to rescue, nor did he try to break through.

Because that makes no sense.

The entire Vast War is a gamble and an adventure; since it is an adventure, it must pay a certain price and be prepared to fail.

What's more, from the very beginning, the odds of winning this battle were already slim.

Just after Kasper Herrid led the way, Louis finally learned the truth from a staff officer—why he would rather take the risk than take his own advice and head west.

This means that even if Casper can really persuade the entire expeditionary force to break through, get rid of Ansen Bach's pursuit, and reach the Grand Duchy of Mist, there will be no reinforcements; and the imperial expeditionary force, which is demoralized and out of ammunition, It is absolutely impossible to traverse the entire vast land and reach Eaglehorn City alone.

When Kasper Herrid was trapped in the deserted stone castle, he neither ambushed the few remaining troops of Hantu, as he expected, nor captured the fortress. From the moment when the expedition army collectively mutiny...failure, it was already is an unavoidable option.

The battle belonging to the Imperial Expeditionary Force is over.

But the battle for Louis Bernard had just begun.

Slowly withdrawing his gaze towards the sea of ​​blood, the pale young knight turned his gaze behind him.

Almost at the same time as the battle was over, a Han soil army quietly appeared on the west side of the battlefield, and quickly surrounded the entire empty camp and headquarters.

In the smoke of gunpowder, panic-stricken expedition officers and soldiers crowded under the banner of the golden iris army, looking at the Han soil soldiers who had surrounded them in horror.

Those eyes full of anger seemed to want to pounce on them and tear them to shreds.

And Louis's eyes have stopped on a certain boy who is pushing away from the crowd, and his expression is also extremely complicated.

"Sir Louis Bernard?"

Although it was an inquiring tone, little Leon, who looked at each other with his hands behind his back, had no doubts on his face, only unspeakable bitterness.

"I'm."

The young knight should be a little more indifferent, and even slightly relieved when he saw that the visitor was little Leon, the corners of his mouth involuntarily turned upwards.

"Good afternoon, sir." After a short period of bitterness, Little Leon's expression became serious again:

"I am the son of King Claude Francois I of the Hutu Kingdom, the first heir of the Francois family; in the name of my father, I demand that you all surrender unconditionally and become prisoners of our army."

"Unconditional?" Louis repeated, frowning slightly:

"Sorry, sorry..."

"boom!"

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot suddenly broke the dead silence.

"clang!"

Almost at the moment when both sides burst into exclamations at the same time, the pale-faced Louis had already drawn his sword, and the dazzling sparks exploded in the center of the bright silver blade and disappeared with the wind.

"Forgiveness is hard to obey."

Looking at the young knight who was still calm and calm, Leon's eyes widened and he couldn't hide his surprise.

The moment he looked back, the Han Tu soldier who couldn't hold back his anger and pulled the trigger was thrown to the ground by the surrounding people, covering his mouth and dragging him down.

"... Now, do you think you still have a choice?"

"of course not."

Louis shook his head slightly, and stuck his saber on the ground: "But I have the mission of bringing the expedition back to China, and it is impossible to accept the result of 'unconditional surrender'."

"Then what do you want?" Leon asked.

"only one."

Louis sighed softly: "All the surviving expedition soldiers, as well as the remains of all the dead... Please allow me to bring them back home."

"Again, on the basis of myself...and all officers with titles and titles, I can become a prisoner of your country and demand a reasonable ransom from our respective families, or transfer us to the Kingdom of Clovis...with your country. deal with."

"This is not a harsh condition, not even a requirement; I hope that your country will be able to maintain a minimum chivalrous demeanor while winning the victory and treat..."

"What about the top tower?"

Little Leon suddenly interrupted him, and asked in a hoarse voice: "Why didn't the imperial expedition force that conquered the top of the tower maintain the chivalrous demeanor it should have towards the fortress defenders?"

Louis was silent.

Before he could speak, Little Leon continued: "For all the remains of the expedition's captives and other deceased, I can temporarily assure you that no innocents will be harmed... just like the expedition at the top of the tower, and Carindia That's what Hong Kong does."

"But! This is just my personal opinion, and does not represent the final decision of the Hantu Kingdom - that way, we can only give you an answer after the war is completely over and everything is settled."

"Prior to this, if there are any personal 'extreme' behaviors by soldiers or commanders, I... will try to stop them."

"Of course, just as much as possible."

"I understand, thank you." Louis breathed a sigh of relief.

He also knew very well that it was simply impossible for the Hantu Kingdom, which suffered heavy losses, to just let the Imperial Expeditionary Force go lightly.

The two staring at each other fell into a brief silence.

Little Leon stepped forward, picked up the saber that fell on the ground without a word, and handed it to Louis with both hands, but was stopped by the young knight raising his hand.

"Take it." Louis looked at the heavy-faced little Leon and said softly:

"I am your captive, and she belongs to you now."

Little Leon's face moved slightly, but he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh. He held a bright silver saber with both hands, and the end of the ivory handle was inlaid with gold and purple tassel.

"I finally understand why you were always reluctant to talk to me about the war when we first met." Staring at the sharp blade in his hand, Leon's voice trembled slightly:

"Until I heard the news of my father's disappearance, I didn't understand the difference between the real war and the plots of those legendary novels."

"Even if I saw the battle of Eaglehorn City with my own eyes, witnessed the demise of the Iser Elf Legion, witnessed the siege of Iron Bell Castle, and heard the news of the fall of the fortress of the top of the tower... I still don't understand."

"To be honest, in fact, even now, I think I may still have a half-understanding; but, I finally understand one thing..."

"That's the battlefield. It's really not a place to glamorously grab glory."

Leon, whose eyes were dim, said bitterly.

Hearing this sentence, Louis was stunned for a moment, his pupils showed some nostalgic light, and then he sighed heavily:

"Yes…"

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Under the dimming sunset, the expressionless Victor Emmanuel leaned on the side of a blown up cannon, quietly watching the hard-working frontier army soldiers who were finishing the "clean-up work".

Even for the stubborn Ayden people, slaughtering enemies or prisoners of war who have no ability to resist is not an act to be proud of...it just has to be done.

In addition to simply avenging the expedition's previous massacre on the top of the tower and making them pay for their debts with blood, there is also the personal consideration of Archduke Aiden.

That's the question of standing.

Unlike Thun, Aiden did not form an alliance with Clovis at the beginning, and even had a hostile relationship for a while; if it wasn’t for the sudden invasion of the empire and the fact that the François family gave too much, what would the Emmanuel family be? Who to turn to is still unknown.

This creates a problem, that is, the Emmanuel family is actually a bit marginalized in the current "Kingdom of the Land"; it is only because of its strong enough strength and deliberate co-optation that it seems like Aiden and Thun are the same. The two mortal enemies suddenly became inseparable.

Of course it didn't matter until the War of the Far Lands was over, but now that the war is over, Clovis doesn't need the Emmanuel family so much anymore.

In particular, this family not only once became enemies with them, but also tried to jump around repeatedly until the last moment before they really took refuge in the Kingdom of Clovis.

Compared with the François family who stood completely in the Clovis Kingdom camp from the beginning, and did not hesitate to rebel against the Iser elves, the Emmanuel family seemed a bit embarrassing and redundant.

After all, whether it is geographical location, close relationship or tacit understanding of cooperation, it is obvious that the Francois family is more beneficial; the Clovis people can't afford to leave Thun, who is close at hand, to win over Aiden, who is under the eyes of the empire. .

Claude Francois was able to successfully ascend to the throne and be crowned king. In addition to taking refuge in the Clovis, the most important thing is that his attitude towards the Iser elves and the empire is tough enough, because only in this way can he unite the majority of the Han nobility.

If Victor Emmanuel wants to replace him, he has to be tougher and more aggressive than him.

Under such circumstances, Archduke Aiden urgently needed a nomination certificate, UU Reading www. uukanshu. com to prove that he and Clovis are an "unbreakable" alliance, to prove that he is more qualified than Claude Francois to receive the entire vast land.

20,000 Imperial Expeditionary Forces, or more precisely, 20,000 Imperial Expeditionary Forces heads, is the best certificate.

As for whether doing so would completely anger the empire and trigger a full-scale invasion of Hantu... This is no longer in his consideration.

To this day, he has seen clearly what this so-called war in the vast land is all about... Whether it is the empire or Clovis, they don't care what the real thoughts of the land are at all, they only care about each other.

Unless it is split into the Seven Cities Alliance again, it is impossible for Hantu to maintain the so-called "neutrality" in front of these two current powers.

Repeatedly jumping horizontally, the Carindians are the best example.

On the other hand, the Storm Division coalition forces that had ended the battle had already completed their assembly and began to converge with the troops on the left and right battlefields. They did not participate in the "carnival" organized by Archduke Aiden.

In fact, many Han Tusmen wanted to join, but due to the order of Anson Bach, the nominal "Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces", they could only obediently gather up the formation and return to the camp amid the unceremonious cursing of the officers.

And a certain "scenery" deputy commander was not idle either, he was having another headache.

His "loyal" chief grenadier regiment and storm regiment finally came back from the top of the tower.

For his "absence" of this crucial battle, the former Guards officer made a very profound apology, but at the same time gave a very appropriate reason.

"Why?"

"We met someone on the way here." Fabian, who had a complicated expression, coughed lightly and replied:

"Claude Francois...he's still alive."