Realm of Power

696 The fat man who miscalculated

"How many people are there in the rebel army?" Princess Haraudian of Ruedian asked calmly. There are 40 knights under her command, plus 300 palace maids who have been transferred back to the inner house. Their combat strength is close to that of a squadron. It should be There won't be any big problems,

But judging from the knight's hesitant look, the rebels outside the mansion should be far greater than the strength in his hands, otherwise the usually calm knight captain would not be so panicked.

"1,500 people or more," the knight captain knelt on one knee and responded solemnly.

"The leader is the commander of the Hassingol Banner, who was promoted earlier this month. He is a commander known for his fierce attacks. I once met him at an officer's meeting. In addition to a large number of heavy infantry, they also led With 2 heavy wooden chariots for siege,

If we launch a strong attack, even if we can defeat the skirmishers behind the wooden chariots, it will be difficult to resist the destruction of the gate by the siege wooden chariots. Once the gate is captured, the rebel heavy infantry will swarm in.

"At that time, we only had a squad of 50 knights, and there was no way we could withstand the impact of thousands of rebels." The knight's face looked ugly. The squad of about 50 knights had no advantage at all in front of the heavy infantry group, and the raging The rebel navigation skills will drown them like a wave

"They will have siege chariots..." There was a trace of doubt in Plais's eyes. After a while, his face changed slightly, and his calm expression was full of tension.

"Sir, this kind of weapon?" Princess Haraudian turned her head curiously and asked,

Although she is a princess of the kingdom, she doesn’t know much about these military matters. Judging from Plais’s nervous look, this kind of weapon is probably unusual.

Sure enough, Plais nodded and explained

"Yes, this kind of weapon is a heavy weapon made to break through the enemy's solid city wall. A huge piece of wood more than ten meters long is collected as the impact point, and hung with a thick rope hook. As long as you get close to the city wall, you can use the pendulum The effect is to hit the city wall. The front end of this kind of wood is covered with hard fine iron, and the back end is covered with a long baffle to prevent fire and arrows. No matter how strong the city wall is, it cannot resist the impact of the chariot, let alone the wooden door of my mansion. "

"This kind of weapon is only stored in the warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs. Now it seems that the weapons warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs has been lost." Prais's voice sounded a little desperate and frustrated.

"The weapons warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs." Princess Haraudian's face also changed a little. She finally finally understood that Prais's hesitant expression just now meant,

Plais said, "Since the Dongting Cavalry went south, the Ministry of Military Affairs has been doing its best to produce weapons and equipment day and night, and the storage location of these weapons is the weapons warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs.

There is one such warehouse in Palaven City, and one in each of the four acropolis outside the city. When I left office, I had rushed to produce 120,000 sets of weapons and armor.

If they all fall into the hands of the rebels, there will be many times the number of rebels in the blink of an eye. The soldiers can be recruited from the refugees. Once the resentful refugees become rebels, the entire Palawan will fall into eternal terror. middle

"120,000 sets of weapons and armor"

The numbers in Plais's mouth made Princess Haraudian's heart sink like an ice cube, and her pretty face turned a little pale, but she still asked unwillingly, "Is there nothing we can do?" No. Jump words.

"There is another way. The princess must also be very clear about the reason why the rebels suddenly concentrated their forces to attack here..." Plais hesitated for a while with an ugly face, and said with a wry smile.

"The current chaos is probably out of the control of His Highness the Second Prince. Judging from the current uncontrolled chaotic situation, this rebellion should be a temporary initiative, so there is not even the most basic cooperation and arrangement.

Since there is no way to deal with it, the only way is to find an unlucky guy to take the blame. I promoted the rebel officers, and I arranged the city defense layout before. Among the important ministers who stayed in Palaven, is there anyone more suitable than me? "

"Those rebellious officers were promoted by me. I understand them. Now only I can end this uncontrollable chaos. Otherwise, Palavon will be destroyed in the flames of civil strife."

Plais's eyes shone with a frightening light in the dark night. "As long as you hand me over, the rebels will leave. Your Highness the Princess, you are already the marriage partner of the Falcon Dynasty. No matter how bold the Second Prince is, you will never dare to It'll give you chills, just.

Plais's voice stopped, and his old face was full of determination. He looked deeply at his second daughter who was crying in the distance. His body, which had never been bent before, suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Princess Haraudian. ,

"Lord Plais, what are you doing?"

Haraudian was startled by Plais's move, and quickly held Plais's kneeling hands, but Plais's strength as a high-level knight made her completely unable to shake him.

Plais knelt on one knee, raised his head covered with white hair, and said in a desolate tone.

"Your Highness Princess Xiao can see that I have made many efforts for the kingdom and safely sent Pradiale to Amyra. As long as she can escape, all my sacrifices will be worth it."

, I promise you, no matter what difficulties we encounter, I will ensure that Pradiele reaches Amyra safely."

Princess Haraudian hesitated for a moment, then nodded with difficulty. In this situation, apart from Prais, she really couldn't find a better candidate. Her natural royal temperament gave her words a hint of aura. There is no doubt that the stock

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess"

Plais stood up and gave Princess Haraudian a solemn noble salute, then walked alone towards the gate. His thin figure was gradually swallowed by the darkness, and he seemed lonely and desolate in the bleak cold wind.

Princess Haraudian turned her head away reluctantly.

"Father, father, you can't go..." Pladiere's crying sound pierced her ears like a needle, and a line of clear tears flowed from Princess Haraudian's bright eyes.

The noise outside the door quickly dissipated.

The knight captain reported that the rebels gathered outside the door had left. Princess Haraudian raised her head a little bit, looking at the sky dyed red by the Paraven fire, and a lonely star dragged its long tail from Sliding in mid-air,

It is undeniable that Prais's analysis is extremely accurate. Just based on some clues, it is as if he had witnessed it with his own eyes. He is indeed a person who has walked out of the storm.

In terms of experience and experience, there is no one in the whole of Paraven who can surpass him. It is a pity that such a person is abandoned by the kingdom. It is not the sadness of Prais, but the sadness of Rieldian.

The news of the rebellion in Paraven was not passed on to the fat man who was returning to Amira until the next morning.

"What's going on? Where is the assassin? Did they let Prais be taken away by the rebels?"

The fat man asked three questions anxiously. How come the Minister of Military Affairs, who was finally obtained, became a hostage of the rebels in the blink of an eye? This is really a blow.

"Because of personal grudges, the order not to take action was issued." Isamoriel, who was specially sent to deliver intelligence, answered him. As the contact person next to the fat man, she looked aggrieved, which made the fat man angry.

"Personal grudges..."

Hearing this reason, the fat man had an urge to hit the wall on the spot.

Missed, this time it was really a big mistake. Prais is a dark noble, and he was also one of the executors who expelled the dark thorn from Rieldian. He actually asked the dark thorn to save Prais. No wonder the dark thorn, who always saw money, also played tricks this time.

696 Miscalculated Fatty

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