I Will Be The Crowned King

On the 14th day of the 100th year of the saint's calendar, a torrential rain struck the port of Carindia.

The rolling and boiling dark clouds dipped the dome into gray-black, and the endless rain swept across the sky, washing away a messy port.

The torrential rain stirred the sea water, and the ink-like waves slammed violently on the coast again and again; the dazzling pale white lighted up on the horizon in the distance, and the roar of the beast roared after dozens of seconds, as if deliberately frightened. The city was dead silent in the torrential rain.

Every summer, the Port of Carindia is shrouded in torrential rain from time to time, and the bad weather often lasts for several days. In the worst case, the storm will block shipping, the rain will flood the roads, and even the entire city will be "soaked" in the rain and flooding. in seawater.

Every year at this time, the entire city will be submerged by rain little by little, from the outermost slums, to ordinary residential areas, to the bustling commercial streets and the residences of various guilds... In the end, only the churches, noble districts and parliamentary places. The highlands in the area were spared and turned into "an archipelago in the sea".

This year's heavy rain seems to be particularly violent.

The middle-aged man with a gloomy face was standing in front of a window with his hands behind his back. The thin brown hair not only could not cover the puffy bags under his eyes, but could not even cover the top of his head completely, making him look like an old lion shedding hair; The face matched his hooked nose, and it looked like some kind of scavenger.

The middle-aged man did not wear the more popular slim-fitting military uniforms, but wore a dark blue woolen trench coat over the cavalry breastplate. Under the loose cuffs, he could see the slightly reflective metal armguards and the three-cornered hat that got in the way. It was fastened to the girdle of the right shoulder.

Even in the face of more and more advanced guns, armor has become a useless inconvenience; but for many elderly imperial knights, the steel worn on their bodies has long been more than simple protective gear.

The extravagant stained glass windows made a "woo woo" sound under the strong wind, and together with the countless rainwater that shattered the glass, the damp water vapor infiltrated the room, driving the flickering and flickering kerosene lamps, sending out bursts of chills.

After looking out the window for a while, the middle-aged man slowly retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at the restless figures in the room behind him, and indifferently picked up the wine glass on the table.

"Who starts first?"

The middle-aged man pointed to the battle map of Port Carindia on the table with a wine glass: "I guess... you should have a lot of bad news to tell me."

In an unsettling atmosphere, the knights and staff around the table looked at each other.

"Uh... The forward position sent information, and found that the Hantu army was rapidly gathering in the outer position. It may be that they intend to take advantage of the cover of the rainstorm to launch a new round of attack."

In the dead silence, a young staff officer bit his head, stood up under the "encouragement" of countless glances, and took out the report that was soaked in his arms:

"According to our scout, the enemy has assembled at least 3,000 people at the city gate to the north, about the strength of five infantry regiments, so there is a high probability of planning to launch a feint from the two flanks to cover their main force... …”

"A bunch of stinky fish and rotten shrimp, don't think about it." The middle-aged man directly interrupted the report and took a small sip of the dark red liquid in the cup:

"They don't have heavy firepower, they don't have twelve-pounder cannons, and they can't even make up a company of six-pounder infantry guns! What do they have, 10,000 recruits equipped with Leiden steps? I can use thousands of them in Red Moon Town. Hanging and beating Clovis, need to be afraid of them?!"

"Can……"

"Unless the rain turns clear, the fog clears, or there is at least one company of artillery in their position, no more reporting!"

The middle-aged man's expression was quite impatient, and he took another gulp of wine: "Has the person in charge of the cathedral come back?"

"exist!"

In the crowd, a cold sweaty head came out in a panic: "The work with the cathedral is not going well. We have lowered our posture as much as possible, but..."

"But?!" The middle-aged man looked sharp.

"But the Archbishop of Hantu still refuses to cooperate!" The sweat-soaked head lowered his head desperately, as if planning to hide with his non-existent neck:

"He said that in accordance with the resolution of the second public order meeting, the church could not interfere in secular affairs, and therefore refused to hand over the accounts of the Clovis and the François family, refused to provide us with unsecured loans, refused to assist us in expressing our position, and reprimanded Claude François was the unlawful king of the land, and..."

"What else?!"

"It is also said that the Iser elf has betrayed the faith and warned us not to try to interfere in the war between Clovis and the Iser elf - the top of the church is communicating with Clovis under the coordination of Archbishop Luther Franz to restore Iser. Faith in the Elven Kingdom."

"For example, if the Empire is still trying to protect the old Isir sect who betrayed the Ring of Order, then the church can only think, think, uh... think..."

"What do you think, His Majesty, who was crowned by the Archbishop himself... is also an old god?"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, causing the fat head to tremble with fright, and cold sweat dripped on the trembling fat.

He turned his head and raised his glass to beckon to the messenger in the corner; the smart young man stepped forward immediately, took the glass and offered the briar wood pipe that had been lit.

"Don't worry too much about the church's incoordination, without them, we can also win this war - why? Because our emperor is the emperor appointed by the Ring of Order, the real and only legitimate master of the order world. !"

After taking a sip, the expression of the middle-aged man with the pipe in his mouth became relaxed and natural: "Xiaoxiao is frantic, and division is only a temporary situation; the empire...is eternal!"

The words fell, and the knights and staff members present no matter how disapproving this "antique-level" propaganda slogan was in their hearts, they all nodded and agreed loudly, and their voices became louder than each other.

"Go ahead, what's the bad news?"

"Parliament in Carindia, they want us to provide some necessary assistance."

Wearing a monocle, the grim-looking staff said solemnly: "They 'claimed' that because the advance army controlled all the food reserves in the city and refused to provide them with their daily needs, the entire Port of Carindia is currently under Facing a terrible famine."

"What nonsense, what does this have to do with us?!" The middle-aged man biting his pipe angrily said:

"Obviously because they were too cowardly, they surrendered without resistance, and the scumbags of Clovis took away most of the supplies of Carindia Port; obviously they are vassals of the empire, I haven't disliked them even with a decent servant. Even if the army can’t send it out, you dare to stand up and accuse us now, don’t you?!”

"That's it." The staff officer gently helped the eyes on his face, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"When they came to complain, their subordinates also told them that Port of Carindia is the city of Carindian people, and the Empire has no responsibility, let alone the right to maintain law and order and provide them with daily needs. These It should be the responsibility of the Carindians themselves."

"In addition, the subordinates also asked them to hand over their excess weapons, and recruited the citizens of the city to organize an auxiliary army with a size of about 2,000 people to maintain the deteriorating public order in the city; arrest and execute at the same time A group of nobles who were previously associated with the Clovis people, and put their property into the military supply."

"Well done, as it should be!"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his eyes full of approval when he looked at the staff officer: "We must not be too soft-hearted with allies and vassals, always remember that they need the empire, not the empire needs them; They pay enough for the protection they get from the Empire that they need it forever."

"I know that there are many young people who claim that allies and vassals should be treated fairly...Fairness, what is fairness? Is it possible to be fair between the emperor and his subjects, and should it also be fair between the strong and the weak? ? Their absurd remarks seem to be saying that weakness and incompetence are also a privilege!"

"I don't care about others, but in my army, there must be no such talk—get it, Staff Officer Luther Igor?"

"My subordinates will always remember it, General Lawrence Igor." The staff officer said respectfully.

The surrounding knight officers applauded and praised the commander's admonition and the staff officer's humility.

As for the Carindian nobles who were extorted and extorted, the tens of thousands of citizens who were barren in the storm, destitute and starving... No one cares, and it is impossible for anyone to care.

For a port enclave destined to be besieged from three sides and impossible to defend, the significance of the Port of Carindia to the empire is really just a bridgehead.

In particular, Carindia, who surrendered voluntarily, the entire Imperial Expeditionary Force has great distrust of this country like grass, and it is difficult to guarantee that they will not betray the Empire again and return to the embrace of "own people".

After all, there are only the first and countless times when there is such a thing as mutiny and surrender.

Coupled with the extortion and extortion in Carindia Port by Anson Bach and his party, and the riots of the citizens, when the expeditionary force landed, this originally prosperous city had no more money to make, so the original plan was to take the opportunity to make a fortune. The wealthy imperial knights were greatly disappointed, and it was even less likely that they had any favorable impression of this gang of scumbags.

More than half of the reason that they can even survive to this day is because the entire city has been surrounded by the Hantu army, and the strength of the expeditionary army cannot suppress the riots of the citizens while facing the attack of the Hantu army.

Lawrence is very anxious now... The response of the entire Han soil was beyond his imagination. In just a few days, 10,000 people were mobilized to surround the port of Carindia, trapping him and thousands of soldiers in this ruined place. The city is completely different from the fragmented and weak Seven Cities Alliance in his impression!

Not only that, the torrential rain also hindered the normal passage of the fleet and completely cut off the supply from the rear; of course, this is not the most troublesome, the most troublesome is that it completely lost the contact with the expeditionary army headquarters. The one-step plan knows nothing, and can't feed back the current situation.

This leaves Lawrence in a dilemma...According to the original plan, he should start immediately after a week at the latest, first to reunite with the second expeditionary force that landed, to take one-third of the territory of Carindia to Aiden, and then Intimidate the Iron Bell Fort, cooperate with the main force of the expeditionary army, and cut the entire vast land in half.

But now... the two duchies of Aiden and Thun, who joined forces, dispatched a legion immediately to besiege him in this ruined port.

Although it is just a group of low-level troops with no heavy firepower at all, and barely able to handle a rifle, it is certainly far from enough to compete for the port of Carindia, but if it is just relying on the position to defend, it can still be achieved by the number of people.

Lawrence is very troubled. Although he has two elite infantry divisions of the Empire, his strength is not enough to withstand the wear and tear. He sends them to fight with the stinky fish and rotten shrimp of Hantu in a huge positional battle, even if the casualties reach one ratio. Third, the blood loss is also yourself.

He originally planned to use a quick attack to take down the crucial bridgehead of Luyin Valley, but obviously the commander on the opposite side was not a pure fool. His headquarters and the entire core of the encirclement of Port Carindia.

And the opposite commander has an advantage he doesn't have, that is, the entire Green Valley has been almost destroyed in the previous war, and all the residents in the city have been relocated to Port Carindia; the entire city is a heavily guarded The military fortress, and also do not have to consider the superfluous burden.

At this moment, he doesn't even know that Han Tu has been established, and Pascal, commander of the expeditionary force, has changed his original strategy~www.novelmt.com~ But these are not really important, because as long as the rainstorm does not stop, the reinforcements from the fleet cannot Arriving at the port of Carindia, Lawrence could do nothing but continue to bully the nobles of Carindia.

"Can't you send a few scouts and find a way to get in touch with the headquarters or the fleet first?"

"I'm very sorry, we've tried all possible solutions... all of them failed."

The first staff officer stood up again, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead and said carefully: "The outer roads have been completely cut off by Thun and Aiden's army. Unless the Green Valley can be conquered, the line of communication with the rear cannot be opened at all. ."

"As for the sea... From before the storm to the present, we have also sent scouts of nearly half an infantry company one after another, but so far, apart from the two confirmed dead in the shipwreck, the rest are still..."

"boom!"

Before the staff officer could finish speaking, there was a loud noise behind everyone - the messenger, soaked in water, rushed into the conference room under the disgusted eyes of the knights, and fell to one knee in panic in front of the map table.

"Lord Lawrence Igor, there is an enemy situation at the north gate of Carindia Port! There is a Hantu army with a strength of about 3,000 people..."

"We already know this!" Staff Officer Luther Igor scolded dissatisfiedly: "The general has ordered, unless the rainstorm turns clear, foggy, or..."

"It's not maneuvering, it's already attacking the city!" The messenger said anxiously:

"The total enemy force of about 10,000 people has reached the city wall under the cover of heavy rain, and is fighting with the frontline defenders; about 3,000 of them have already captured the northern city wall and are breaking through the city!"

"what?!"

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