Rise of the Empire Total War

Lying on the soft velvet mattress, King Sipple tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep. The room was pitch black, only the soft moonlight shining in from the window gave the room a little light. He looked at the starry sky outside the window, Can't help but fantasize about possible endings in the future.

"If Felice can come back in time, then I might be able to launch a counterattack against those damned scum... There are more than 200 citizen soldiers in the city, and there are more than 1,800 enemies. If Felice If the reinforcements can cooperate with me to pinch the enemy back and forth, it might be possible to repel the enemy temporarily..."

Sipple was immersed in fantasy, but for a while he couldn't hear the curses from the enemies outside the city. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he could still persevere: "The walls of Sipple City are strong, and the rolling stones and javelin arrows are still stored. There are many, and there are those boiling oils, I will definitely be able to stick to it..."

"As for the food, although the food in the warehouse can only last for another four days, there must be surplus food in the warehouses of those merchants, those damn greedy guys, when this war is over, I must find an excuse to send them hanged..."

"If I really can't keep it, then I can only leave here along the secret passage... No, I can't leave easily. Once I leave here, then I will abandon everything here, and I will become nothing... This is absolutely not allowed..."

Thinking about all kinds of things in his mind, Sipple only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep without knowing it. He had a dream, a very long dream. In the dream, he successfully defeated the coalition forces outside the city, and led an invincible army to counterattack the capital of the general city-state, forcing their parliament to surrender to him...

However, the dream is a dream after all. A few hours later, Sipple was awakened by a scream of killing. He opened his eyes suddenly, but saw a red light flashing outside the window. At this moment, the door was pushed violently from the outside. At the opening, his military consul and head of the guard ran in anxiously with the guards. They were all stained with blood that was still warm, as if they had just experienced a fierce battle.

Seeing that Sipple had woken up, the chief of the guard, Layton, shouted hastily: "My king, there are traitors. The city gate was opened by the traitors, and the enemy troops have already entered!"

"What!?" Sipple jumped up from the bed instantly when he heard it, his face was full of astonishment.

"Some of the soldiers have joined the Proletarians. They opened the city gate and let the enemy troops in. Run away!" Layton wiped the steaming blood on his face and continued to shout.

"Damn traitor!" Sipple yelled in rage, and without thinking about putting on his armor, he rolled over and got out of bed, grabbed a robe and wrapped it around his body, picked up the saber on the table, and followed the guards They ran out.

By the time they ran out of the bedroom, the enemy had already reached the gate of the palace, and several guards were pressing their bodies against the rammed gate.

There were also some enemies who tried to climb in through the windows, but were shot through by the soldiers guarding behind the windows, and fell down again with a scream.

"Retreat! Retreat quickly!" Sipple shouted, leading the way to the wine cellar accompanied by everyone, wrapping his black robe tighter as he walked.

"The secret passage is in the wine cellar, follow me!" Sipple continued, motioning for the chief guard and the others to follow.

"It turns out that the secret passage is in the wine cellar." Unexpectedly, joyful smiles suddenly appeared on the faces of the chief guard and several guards, and then, Layton clamped the sharp sword still stained with blood in the west. Poole's neck.

"You..." Sipple's eyes widened, and he looked at Layton and the guards behind him in bewilderment. Not only him, but also his military consul Kurban and the other two guards were also killed. Take control.

"Are you going to betray me?" Sipple quickly reacted and questioned angrily, but considering the coldness of the sword resting on his neck, he swallowed back the harsher words.

"Although betraying you makes us feel very guilty, the reward we can get will make us even more happy." Layton said proudly, and then he signaled the soldiers behind him to step forward and seize the sword in Sipple's hand, "I King, please allow me to call you this one last time, your kingdom is like a big ship that is about to sink, and we are just looking for another ship that is intact, as for you, it is equivalent to our ticket."

"You..." Sipple was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while. He looked at Layton and his rebel guards viciously, and at Kurban who was under control. The only thing that could comfort him now , maybe only Kurban did not betray himself.

"Okay, my dear King Sipple, please come with us, the generals of the Prussian Union Army will be happy to see you." Layton said triumphantly, clapped his hands again, and motioned for the guards to press down on these people The captive goes out. By the time they reached the main hall, the palace gate had been breached, a thick log was abandoned in front of the steps, and the corpses of several Sipps guards were lying around the log, and all valuables on them were looted.

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After the Pro-Prussian coalition forces invaded the city and occupied the palace, the streets and alleys of the whole city were filled with the cheers and shouts of the coalition soldiers. Immediately afterwards, they ruthlessly broke into the homes of civilians and robbed valuables from door to door. This was their legal right, and it was also the winner's punishment for the loser.

Sipple was escorted by Layton and those traitors to walk on the street like this. Allied soldiers along the way looked at this loser with disdain. Wearing a thin linen suit, the cold wind blew by, making him shiver involuntarily. In the eyes of others, this act was an expression of cowardly trembling.

This was the most humiliating moment in Sipple's life. He endured the contemptuous gazes from the coalition soldiers and listened to the painful screams and cries of his own people. He could only lower his head and try to escape from all this. .

In this way, having endured unprecedented humiliation, Sipple, his loyal military consul Kurban, and two guards were taken to the coalition camp outside the city. As the king, he was taken to the main camp alone, while Kurban and the other two guards were directly put into an iron cage.

In the main camp, Sipple saw twenty generals of the coalition army (because the city-states in the Osa Peninsula adopted the system of ten generals, the general city-state dispatched ten generals, while the other two city-states dispatched five generals each), twenty Among the generals were young and middle-aged, they were all chosen from the rich (in other words, nobles) in various city-states, and now the so-called noble king stands alone In front of him, there was an expression of pride and disdain on his face.

The generals observed him for a while, and after a while, someone said: "Look, this is our King Sipple, His Majesty the King, but now he is a poor loser."

"Hahaha..." The rest couldn't help laughing out loud, laughing wantonly at Sipple who thought he was noble.

"Lock him up, I think the MPs will be happy to see us kill another brutal dictator," another suggested.

"Lock him up! Lock him up!"

"Okay, let's take him down and imprison him." One of the generals who seemed to be the commander-in-chief said, and then Sipple was dragged down by several soldiers. Then, Layton touched his hands and said with a smile: "Everyone General, I have Sipple under arrest..."

Before he finished speaking, the general interrupted him, saying: "Layton, I understand what you mean, don't worry, the people will not forget your timely ally."

"Ah, then thank you generals." Layton couldn't stop nodding and bowing, with an unstoppable smile on his face.