I Will Be The Crowned King

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When Leno Emmanuel woke from a coma with a splitting headache, the first thing that caught his eye was the crystal chandelier on the ceiling of the Palais de Beacon, and Lisa's bulging face.

The battle is over. The spacious hall is full of wounded soldiers and soldiers who are cleaning up the battlefield. There are Hantu people, Clovis people, and even Imperial people. Soldiers in different costumes are sheltering from the rain around the bonfire. Sharing their cigarettes, wine, bread and cans... The **** that was shrouded in gunfire and smoke a few minutes ago is now heaven.

"What time is it now?"

Looking at the cold rain that was still continuing but obviously much smaller, Reno took out the pocket watch on his chest, only to find three or four lead bullets embedded on the sterling silver dial, and he didn't know whether he was lucky or unfortunate for a while.

"Little Lenore is awake?!"

The surprised girl turned her head sharply, her dirty little hands were still stuffing the can in her arms into her mouth, and the extremely sensitive movements made Reno surprised at how she was talking while eating. Clearly.

"12:11 at noon! When I first came in, little Reno was like a dead man, which frightened Anson! Then I found out that you can still eat, which made Anson relieved."

"Anson has already taken the storm division to besiege the port. I heard that there are still one, one, one..." The girl held her small head, as if trying to shake a word that she knew but she didn't know from her head. come out.

Reno: "… a group?"

"A group! A group of imperial people are guarding there, almost three thousand people and a dozen cannons. Anson is going to take back the port, because that place is very important and is a 'strategic place'!" Lisa showed off her happily. New nouns just learned:

"Lisa is taking other people to guard the Lighthouse Palace, because this is also a 'low strategy'! Lisa will also bring the soldiers to receive supplies from the slow guys behind."

"This is also very important, because Lisa has not eaten all day and night. Mrs. Bogner said that this is not good, because when Lisa was still growing, she had to eat hard to grow up, and she grew very big and very big. Big…"

Seeing the girl happily filling her mouth with cans, her face was filled with a very happy smile, but Leno, who was in a trance, was thinking of other things.

The battle of Port Carindia is not over, but its own battle is over.

As for what will happen next, even if Anson Bach doesn't speak, he can probably guess - since the Emmanuel family is not relying on themselves, but the Port of Carindia recaptured by the storm division, it is conceivable to pay cost.

The only fortunate thing is that I can be sure that the Clovis will not stay, let alone occupy the port of Carindia and not leave, but hold the city in my hand and extort a "redemption" from the Emmanuel family. "City Fees" is estimated to be indispensable.

With Anson's previous attitude towards the Carindians, Lenore could fully imagine what kind of astronomical sum this would be—mostly, this blackmailer would not be satisfied if the Emmanuel family didn't bleed.

It's just that the Emmanuel family's current financial situation makes it impossible to come up with a ransom that can redeem the first port city of the vast land. The only option is to borrow money from others... the Francois family.

Mortgage and loan to the Francois family with the right to use the port of Carindia to repay the city's redemption fee... After seeing Ansen Bach's "win-win" routine twice, Renault has probably guessed what this guy will do. .

The Emmanuel family got the title (nominal) of the port of Carindia, the Francois family got the use rights, and Anson Bach got the redemption fee.

Everyone got what they wanted most, and everyone had a bright future.

There was a wry smile at the corner of Reno's mouth.

This result is not unacceptable, or it is already the best choice for the Emmanuel family; but because of this, this feeling of "being arranged clearly" makes people feel even more powerless.

He now understands more and more about his father, Grand Duke Aiden, why he insisted on sending himself to Anson Bach; the future of the Emmanuel family can no longer be attached to the past.

The divided vast land is too weak, so weak that Clovis doesn't even need to send a real legion commander, as long as a deputy commander can decide the ownership of a certain city or territory, and decide the rise and fall of the ancient lineage.

The rise of the Francois family, the decline of the Visenia family, the fall of Carindia, the fall of the Emmanuel family... Was it really just Ansen Bach himself and his thousands of soldiers?

Of course not, it is because he has a unified and strong enough kingdom behind him that he can use so little force to move the entire vast land, shatter the Seven Cities Alliance, and let Claude Franco Wa is crowned king.

Yes, the seemingly innocent Leon is actually correct; he is only taken as naive by other lost people, such as himself, because he has found the real direction and moved there without hesitation... Lenore is extremely self-deprecating 's dark channel.

At this moment, an exclamation suddenly came from his ear.

"Ah, look, look outside!"

Um?

The awakened Lenore suddenly found that the girl beside him had disappeared without a trace, and the hall that had been quiet just now suddenly became full of people, with exclamations constantly coming from all around and in the corners.

Looking at the crowd that was constantly gathering outside the door, Renault stood up with some difficulty, picked up the flagpole on the ground, staggered behind him, and walked out of the hall; the moment he looked up at the sky, his dazed eyes instantly opened. Big.

Above the dome, beams of dazzling light were constantly tearing apart the tumbling and boiling dark clouds, casting beams of light on the devastated earth, as if it were a door opened from heaven to the world, calling for the dead souls.

Suddenly realizing something, Lenore turned his head sharply and looked behind him. The sea level, which had been separated by layers of rain curtains, was now calm, as quiet as a piece of mirrored glass embedded in the ground, so beautiful and so peaceful.

It is bright.

At the moment when this thought flashed in his mind, the cheers of countless soldiers resounded in his ears, and the Han natives and Clovis people who survived the battle of life and death embraced and cried, all kinds of excited shouts. It resounded through the halls of the Palace of Lighthouses, and it was endlessly heard under the clear sky.

There was no joy on Reno's face, his wide eyes trembled slightly, exuding fear from his heart.

 …

Standing in front of the Array of Thousands of Armies, looking out at the clear sky, Lawrence Igor's dark pupils re-emerged with a brilliance called "Hope".

The sky is clear, the rain has stopped.

what does that mean?

It means that the excellent artillerymen of the empire can finally be unobstructed by the horizon, which means that the rioting thugs in the city have completely lost the capital to confront the advance army, which means that the empire's vast soil fleet, which has been "lost" for more than half a month, can finally be Unhindered presence in Port Carindia!

In just one day and one night, the imperial advance army first experienced a defeat before a battle, then stood firm and turned against the wind, and then was raided by the Clovis storm division. Shrinking to the port for help…

After going through so many twists and turns, not to mention ordinary soldiers, even Lawrence himself has had enough, completely enough, and can't stand any toss.

In this situation, where the situation has repeatedly jumped, the wind has stopped and the rain has stopped. How can we not let them be ecstatic? !

Although the beginning was unexpected, despite countless twists and turns, and despite paying a huge price... the one who wins is ultimately himself!

Without the cover of the rain curtain, it was impossible for the Clovis mercenaries and the stinky fish and rotten shrimps of Hantu to attack a defensive position that could only be broken through from the front in front of the excellent artillery of the Empire.

At this moment, Lawrence is very calm in his heart and very confident, as if he has completely escaped the shadow of the loss of his son; according to his speculation, no matter which direction the Clovis mercenaries came from, Must have just experienced a forced march!

The reason is very simple, because when he sent an infantry regiment to conduct a tentative attack on Shady Valley, this group of Clovis did not appear.

What does this show?

This shows that this army was braved by heavy rain, and it should have arrived at the port of Carindia at the earliest around 3:00 in the morning. When they found that the peripheral positions were empty, they could not wait to enter the battle.

Under this premise, even if they can make up enough supplies and artillery and shells for siege, they should have been exhausted in the previous battle of Beichengmen and Lighthouse Palace!

The ammunition is almost exhausted, and there is no rain screen to cover, unless the opposite is a madman who is more crazy than the previous commander of the Hantu Legion, and he has to kill himself with all his might, otherwise the most reasonable option at the moment is to surround himself without fighting and wait for his supplies. run out.

And long before that, the support of the Empire's Hutu fleet must have arrived at the port of Carindia; in front of the naval guns, the Hutu and the Clovis, who had been arrogant for a day and a night, could not have anything but a dingy retreat. Second option.

The glory of victory belongs to the empire.

Thinking of this, Lawrence Igor let out a long sigh of relief, and there was a hint of gratifying joy on his tired and aging face, enjoying the joy of cheering from the army behind him.

And what happened next basically verified his guess.

As the sky cleared, the riots in every corner of the port of Carindia gradually subsided, bomb craters, ruins and corpses could be seen everywhere, and among the devastated streets, the surviving rout soldiers and citizens strolled feebly, dragging the scarred Tired body, looking for anything to eat among the crumbling ruins.

The few remaining imperial soldiers in the city have long been slaughtered by them, and the outposts and military camps have been burned to ruins by their anger... But no amount of anger can fill their hungry stomachs, and they can't let them have one. A shelter from the rain.

At the same time, the storm division, who had already completed the siege of the port and was ready to attack at any time, seemed to have noticed that the advantages of the battlefield were gradually tilting towards the imperial advance army, and successively took the initiative to withdraw their forward troops, leaving only a small Part of the skirmishers maintained the line, and the main force "turned in" to the safer side of the street, avoiding exposure to artillery fire.

The enemy's initiative to retreat greatly encouraged the imperial advance army, whose morale was low because of the retreat. The soldiers who had already been severely exhausted in the battle began to work hard to build defensive positions and wait for the arrival of the reinforcement fleet.

Compared with the fiery advance army position, the storm division who voluntarily gave up the attack seemed unusually quiet and deserted, as if they had completely given up the idea of ​​​​taking all efforts to win the port of Carindia, which seemed very lonely.

"How long until he arrives?"

Anson, holding a monocular, looked at the hot port from a semi-abandoned outpost, and asked the cavalry lieutenant behind him without looking back.

"This..." He took out his pocket watch in a panic, and Jason looked at the pointer pointing to 1:35 on the dial and pursed his lips:

"Uh, about this...we weren't aware of the summer storms at Port Carindia when we made the plans, so I'm afraid..."

"I didn't ask you this!" Anson interrupted the cavalry lieutenant a little unhappy:

"I'm asking how long it will take for him to arrive, and... what time is it?"

"13:37-According to the pre-war deployment, Lieutenant Colonel Fabian should arrive at the Port of Carindia at exactly 13:25 or before! No, but …”

Before he could finish speaking, the faltering cavalry lieutenant was interrupted by the cheers from the port.

"Long Live the Empire—!!"

Cheers resounding from the sky and the earth echoed in the sky above the positions of the advance army in the port of Carindia.

On the endless horizon, a string of sail shadows pushed the waves away and hurried towards the direction of Carindia Port.

Looking at the white sails that were getting closer and closer, the vanguard positions in the port were in full swing; as the fleet arrived on the battlefield, it seemed that the battle of Port Carindia, which lasted for a day and a night, was finally coming to an end. , the scale of victory is also completely fixed at this moment.

As long as the fleet attacks, everything will be fine!

But in the joyful mood, some sharp-eyed, not very sensible guys noticed something was not right, and did not join the hysterical celebration of their companions.

For example, why did this fleet appear so "coincidentally" at this time, for example, why the flagship on the opposite side was a cargo ship instead of a three-masted cruiser, for example, their number seemed to be a few less than in the impression, for example, why did they hang It's not the imperial iris flag, like...

"The naval guns are ready—!"

On the flagship deck, Fabian, holding the rudder, shouted at the sailors on the ship: "All ships, lower the anchor - full rudder on the left!"

"All the gunners are in place, pull the gun doors open! Grenadier regiment - on deck, ready to land!"

"All ships are centered on the flagship and aim at the port! Three, two, one..."

"Fire—!!"