I Will Be The Crowned King

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The moment the voice fell, An Sen, whose expression changed slightly, tucked the letter into his shirt, and calmly left the hall of the Lighthouse Palace with a glass of wine and came to a balcony facing the sea in the corner.

Fabian, who understood it, immediately followed, and at the same time did not forget to close the glass door of the balcony with his backhand.

"How many people know this news now?"

Anson took a bottle of wine that had been opened, poured a glass and handed it to the Grenadier regiment commander, with a relaxed smile on his face.

"The information was sent expeditedly by Chief of Staff Carl Bain."

Fabian answered the question, but Anson understood what he meant - Carl was sent by Anson to support Claude Francois, he knew it, that is to say at least the "300,000 army" on the Western Front must have known it. .

"His Majesty Claude François is urgently dispatching messengers to the rear, preparing to fight a major battle when the Imperial Expeditionary Force has just conquered the fortress and is in urgent need of rest. The same letter will be received, tomorrow in Thun, and about three days in Port Carindia."

That is to say, within three days, the news of the Empire's invasion of Aiden will spread throughout the vast land... Anson took a sip of rum and pretended to enjoy the sunset: "Is there a more detailed report?"

"In the letter I sent you, there is all the information that Major Carl Bain has collected about the entire battle, summarizing a large amount of data by category, including the confessions of the defeated soldiers, and the comparison between various information. and summary, and also appends a rough timeline of the entire battle."

"I have to say, this is the most detailed post-war summary and report I have ever seen, and even just based on the content of the report, you can judge all the deployment and logistics of the Empire in this war-I dare to assert that this one alone Paper, Major Carl Bain deserves a place on the Army Staff!"

The former guards military officer praised without hesitation, touting his colleagues.

Well, that's mainly because the shadow that Thundercastle has left on this guy is too strong... An Sen couldn't help but cocked the corners of his mouth: "Let's talk about it in general."

"Yes!"

Fabian, with his right hand behind his back, looked at the sun gradually sinking into the horizon, but his expression was extremely solemn:

"As you know, the frontier fortress of the Principality of Aiden, the 'Dengping Tower', is very similar to the Eagle Point City we encountered before. It is a masterpiece of fortress architecture in the previous era, and has been improved by modern technology. It is regarded as the 'West Gate'; it has a very strong city wall, complete city fortifications, 3,000 defenders and 2,000 reserve troops stationed in the rear, and relatively sufficient artillery."

"Usually, if you want to conquer her, you need at least 30,000 soldiers, three times as many artillery as the fortress, and you have to be prepared to pay heavy casualties - while the Imperial Expeditionary Force has only 20,000 soldiers, and the types of artillery are also based on field type. Guns are the main thing."

Speaking of which, Fabian held his wine glass and paused for a few seconds before continuing: "The battle starts at 2:30 in the morning."

"The Imperial Expeditionary Force assembled what should be all their artillery, and carried out a comprehensive fire coverage on the front of the fortress of the Climbing Tower; the defenders woke up by the shelling fell into temporary chaos, but soon took advantage of the opportunity of the expeditionary shelling. Strike back."

"To their surprise, the Expeditionary Force didn't take this opportunity to send infantry to attack; but they didn't think so much at the time, and the battle turned into a very simple artillery battle."

"There was no moon that night, and the sky was pitch black, and the artillery could only reluctantly confirm the enemy's location by the light of the blasting point; and the Imperial Expeditionary Force had obviously collected and sorted out a lot of information before the war, and had a clear picture of the various artillery and weak positions in the fortress. Chu; despite being covered by firepower, each round of shelling was very targeted."

"This kind of battle lasted most of the night, and the artillery of the expeditionary army always maintained absolute suppression of the fortress, and never stopped shelling; the Aiden defenders, who realized that the enemy had no desire to attack, relaxed their vigilance at this point. "

"But I guess the expedition is still attacking?" Anson raised his eyebrows.

"That's right - but not in the front, but behind." Fabian nodded slightly:

"A full imperial infantry division crossed the Dawn Mountains and flanked the fortress reserve camp!"

"Because the Empire's artillery bombardment was too violent, and the enemy moved very quickly, the Aiden defenders in the fortress were completely unaware of the battle behind them; by the time they realized it, the 2,000 reserve army had already been wiped out."

"And the Imperial Infantry Division, relying on a few prisoners and a uniform of Aiden soldiers, took advantage of the opportunity between the shelling to deceive the city gate. Take this fortress of incomparable strength."

"After that, they...organized a massacre."

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The Duchy of Aiden, the fortress of the top tower.

Standing under the city gate, which was scorched by howitzers, Louis Bernard, with a heavy heart, looked at the castle covered in billowing black smoke and burning everywhere, like a pile of embers in the fireplace.

The coagulated dark red blood is like a dirty carpet, spread under his feet, everywhere he can see piles and piles of incomplete corpses piled up indiscriminately; Some sort of ornament, full of hanged Aiden soldiers, with bulging eyes and tongues sticking out of their mouths, testament to the torture they endured on their deathbed.

Around more walls, groups of Aiden soldiers in shackles were being pushed against the walls by Imperial line soldiers; gunshots sounded, and the person in charge next to him dragged the fallen corpse without waiting for the smoke to dissipate. Go to the side, and then drag a batch from the prisoners...

Similar "efficient executions" are being staged in many corners of the entire Climbing Tower fortress. The sounds of each other's guns complement each other, forming a strange "rhythm".

And in more places, the red-eyed Imperial Expeditionary Force soldiers stepped on the "red carpet" of broken corpses and blood plasma under their feet, carrying rusted bayonets in search of their prey; desolate wailing accompanied the executioner Excited laughter echoed in his ears.

Louie's expression was extremely ugly.

As a knight and a soldier, it has become a habit to look at killing and death indifferently; on the battlefield of Eagle Point City, he also used artillery fire to blast the entire row of Clovis soldiers to the sky, or ordered Isser The elf soldiers braved the hail of bullets and stepped on the bones of Pao Ze to attack.

He understands that, in a sense, he is actually looking forward to such a death-death on the battlefield is indistinguishable from enemy and rank, and everyone is fighting for their own beliefs; defeating and even killing the enemy is Proving yourself is also maintaining a minimum respect for the beliefs of the enemy.

But outside the battlefield, slaughtering... and even slaughtering unarmed captives and innocent civilians who can only be slaughtered is another matter.

As for the commander-in-chief of Caspar Hereid, whom he served, Louis had heard of him a little. This royal nobleman started his "debut" when he suppressed internal rebellions in the empire. He was often appointed to various unglamorous and troublesome task, known for doing things "efficiently".

Rebellious nobles, rebellious peasants, robbers entrenched on the road, and the Clovis levies fleeing into the territory... And to deal with these troublesome enemies, Casper's method is simple and efficient - kill, kill the whole family.

Trouble is trouble because there are often complex problems and intertwined interests behind appearances; Casper can't solve these problems, but he can solve the people who ask them.

As for himself... Although Casper claims to be "not a murderous lunatic", killing prisoners is often just to solve the problem at hand and the reason why it must be done; but his "brilliant record" makes it difficult for those around him to believe at this point.

And this time, he also has a "very convincing" reason...

"Why kill all the captives? Simple, because we don't have time to control them!"

Standing on the top of the tower, the irritable old man shouted at his deputy commander in a very impatient tone: "We only have 20,000 soldiers, and the logistics the emperor gave me can only support 20,000 soldiers in battle; With two more prisoners, we will consume the supplies that can feed one soldier, and send another soldier to watch over them."

"And what about our enemies? They claim to have an army of 300,000...300,000! Not one to ten, but one to fifteen; and they also have a vast territory, backed by Clovis—we We have to use 20,000 people to defeat an army of 300,000 people and occupy the entire vast land, we have no manpower to waste!"

"Even so, that's not a reason for you to slaughter prisoners of war at will."

The deputy commander of the expeditionary force with his hands behind his back, Bernard Morwes said coldly with a tone of admonition: "It's just civilians, there are many nobles of the vast land among the captives, and some families have blood sources. It can even go back five hundred years!"

"You hang them all, it won't ease our logistical pressure, it will let the whole incident ferment, and make the empire and the emperor bear the infamy of killing prisoners of war."

"Infamous?" Kasper was stunned for a moment, then sneered disdainfully:

"Tell me, what is our emperor doing now?"

"Well... Your Majesty is working on rebuilding the order of the world, maintaining the stability of the ancient land, and protecting our allies from some barbaric countries..."

"He is invading Clovis, invading the vast land! By the way, pull his own dog-legged Iser elf and help them fight against the Church of Order!"

Casper directly interrupted Bernard's cliché: "What he needs at a time like this is to get rid of infamy and make a good name for himself? No, this is the last thing he needs right now!"

"What does he need? He needs victory, victory that can be seen and felt! What he needs is the enemy's prostrate surrender under the mighty might of the empire, offering their territory, their wealth with both hands... This is your majesty. what is needed!"

"If we can't conquer the vast land with the fastest speed and defeat their scum-like army, the enemies inside and outside the empire will think of the predicament of the frontier since the ninety-ninth year of the saint's calendar; You can challenge the empire by yourself!"

"Let's put it bluntly, the current empire is almost the same as the Clovis Kingdom in the ninety-fifth year of the saint's calendar. It is almost an enemy in the world!" the old man said sharply.

"Because of this, shouldn't we avoid angering Hantu and let them fall to Clovis completely?" Bernard's expression was very puzzled.

"If it was before, I would probably accept your suggestion - but not now, we are late." Kasper sneered again:

"My terrific Bernard, you still don't understand what it means to unify the vast land... That old bastard, Claude Francois, basically came to power with the aid of Clovis, and now the whole of the land has been destroyed. He's tied to the station bus; as long as he still wears that **** crown on his head, the whole land will not be surrendered to the Empire!"

"For the enemy, first of all, you must be cruel enough to beat them to pieces, so that they can't stand up or get up, they can only kneel at your feet and cry bitterly."

"If you give him another crutch at this time, not only will he not hate picking up the crutch and whip you, but he will also be grateful to you... Do you know why?"

"Because he knows very well that even if he doesn't need crutches, he is not your opponent." Bernard nodded slightly:

"This is the consciousness of the weak."

"That's right! So now we must use the utmost cruelty to stimulate the nature of the scumbags in this regard." Casper nodded with satisfaction:

"So put away your sympathy~www.wuxiaspot.com~ We must let them understand that the bribes of the Clovis are because they need them; and the cruelty of the empire is because the empire does not need anyone; the ant-like soil Worth nothing to the Empire; Clovis...a bigger bug."

"Only in this way will they be grateful when the empire decides what to reward them! They will remember the end of rebelling against the empire, and they will not dare to say such cruel words as 'declaring war on the empire' for 30 years!"

With a disdainful face, Casper kicked the head of a corpse at his feet from the top of the tower.

Seeing the **** pool on the ground, the nauseated Bernard shook his head: "For this, I have no doubt that you can definitely do it, but Claude Francois's army of 300,000 is approaching. , they will soon learn the news of the fall of the fortress."

"Very good, then let them come... Just after a war, our soldiers just need to rest, he took the initiative to come to the door to die, and let us sleep for a few more days!" The old man showed an arrogant smile:

"When the war starts, you, me, and the guys below will not have a normal rest for several days."

Bernard shrugged.

"Okay, that's it, you don't need to persuade any more." Casper changed the subject:

"Tell me, is there any good news from the fleet, and what's going on in the port of Carindia?"

"I was about to tell you about this." Bernard said suddenly:

"Since the last splashdown, your loyal fleet commander, General Tashion, has not sent a single messenger to report information for a week."

"Oh?"

Casper, who was suddenly stunned, suddenly had a bad premonition.