I Will Be The Crowned King

The two of them drank a few more drinks in silence, watching Anson throw the empty wine bottle on the ground, and Carl with a complicated expression took out a new bottle from behind.

"...Then Thun and Aiden, how did you get them to agree to give up their interests in Mist?"

"I'll say it again, I didn't let them give up, they did it voluntarily." Anson smiled bitterly:

"I can probably understand what Claude François thinks - it seems that entering Mist can get a big piece of the cake, but the price is that it must be divided with the equally powerful Aiden, and the same powerful Head-on conflict broke out in the Principality."

"For Thun, who is committed to unifying the vast land, this is a very worthwhile thing; Duke Thun's wishful thinking is to rely on the support of Clovis and the 60,000 troops in his hand to unify the entire country with an absolute advantage, without any bloodshed. Great land."

"So for Claude François, it is not cost-effective to have a head-on conflict with Aiden, but it is more cost-effective to keep the weak Mist independent. Attacking Mist is to destroy the Seven Cities Alliance and expand its power. and sphere of influence; to protect Mister, to contain Aiden."

"So Leon's words were the real thoughts of him and the Francois family, and were not... persuaded by you?" Karl bit off the cork and asked impatiently.

"Of course! Am I the kind of villain who will do anything to achieve his goals?"

Anson glared at him aggrievedly: "And you don't think Leon is a fool because of his simplicity; Thun really rose up because of his betrayal of the Iser elf; the alliance of Clovis really rose; preserve his strength and unify the vast land. It is in their best interest, otherwise they will suffer heavy losses by forcing the unification of the vast land, and they will have to be at the mercy of Clovis - it's that simple!"

"What about Aiden?!"

Carl still refused to let him go: "The duke almost died in your hands, why should he listen to you?"

"How do I know?!" Anson rolled his eyes and grabbed the bottle:

"The last time, this is all voluntary, and I'm just guessing - Duke Aiden probably knows that if he doesn't score Mister's cake, Thun and Aiden will have a fight; then we will be Clovis. People, there is a high probability that they will be on Thun's side instead of him."

"Instead of asking for a hot potato, it's better to take one-third of Carindia in a safe way; besides, with Aiden's influence in the port of Carindia, it is much easier to win over than Thun."

"So Thun takes two-thirds of Carindia, Aiden takes one-third, and then lets Mist remain independent, and the land can usher in peace?"

"At least it's peaceful now." Anson shrugged indifferently:

"As for whether it will be divided into two or really merged into one in the future, that is the matter of the Hantu people themselves, and it has nothing to do with us."

"So you lied to Leon, the cousin who believes whatever you say." Carl stared at Anson drunkenly, burping without moving.

"I didn't lie to him... At least nothing I told him was a lie."

Anson smiled: "I'm a bad guy sometimes, but I'm definitely not a liar."

"Yes, you are not a liar." The drunk-eyed Carl also smiled:

"But you're especially good at getting people to give up on you!"

"Uh... I'll take it as if you're complimenting me." Anson laughed bitterly and raised his glass:

"A cup of victory."

Carl snorted coldly, and picked up his glass half-awake and half-drunk:

"A cup of toast!"

The two people looked at each other, and the wine glasses collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

………………

"Boom——!!!!"

Accompanied by the golden-red firelight on the ground, the solid bullets slammed into the old city walls of Iron Bell Fort, making a deafening roar.

As the capital of the Grand Duchy of Mist with the most vast territory and the most dense population in the entire vast land, Iron Bell Fort is even as strong as Eagle Horn City - the towering and magnificent city walls, such as densely forested towers, And the giant bunker sheltered by layers of iron gates... enough to make any enemy turn away from her.

It can be said that it is precisely because of the firm control of this giant fortress that the weak Visenia family has been able to sit firmly in the position of Archduke Mist in the past hundred years, making all the rebels finally hate it. under the city.

But it's a pity that, like Eagle Point or any "old" fortress... Times have changed.

The vertical city walls once built to prevent soldiers from climbing are no longer as indestructible in the face of heavy artillery as they used to be; the towering towers used to be battlefield observation points and defensive platforms, not only because they are too tall and thin to withstand the artillery. The recoil force also became a fixed target for the artillery, but instead became a threat to the defenders in the city.

All in all, this old-fashioned fortress can barely hold its own against an enemy with only light weapons and pure infantry; but once the besieging army is equipped with a little heavy firepower, her body may be more honest than many small fortresses.

Under the morning sun on the 10th day of the seventh month of the 100th year of the saint's calendar, the Storm Division with a total of 18,000 troops launched a siege position on the outskirts of the city and encircled the Iron Bell Fortress on three sides; except for the north gate facing the Dawn Mountain Range, all roads were closed. Within the range of Storm Division fire.

After a short but fierce battle, the various strongholds, military posts, outposts and towers outside the city were all captured and occupied by the Storm Division before the evening of July 9; even the bridges on the moat outside the city had been Was planted with the King Clovis flag.

Fully aware that his army is a bunch of stinky fish and shrimps, and at the same time, the 87-year-old Archduke Mist did not try to fight the storm division, but resolutely retreated the remnants of the defeated soldiers into the city, preparing to live and die with the Iron Bell Fort. .

But the consequence of doing so is to completely give up the initiative and completely turn into a passive defense state; in other words, the fall of Iron Bell Fort, which has no reinforcements and no retreat, is really only a matter of time.

"…Despite victory being imminent, Anson Bach, Deputy Commander of the Southern Corps and Supreme Commander of the Storm Division, rejected Major Fabien's suggestion of a storm at the military conference and criticized the aggressive style of certain officers."

"...We are proud Clovis people, our cause in Hantu is not to conquer the proud Hantu people, not to use **** and cruel siege warfare to create tens of thousands or even millions of enemies for Clovis... …”

"...For the Iron Bell Fort, we must surround and not fight, let the Archduke Mist and the defenders in the city understand the situation and make the real right choice..."

"After listening to Anson Bach's generous statement, Mist's heir, Ruko Visenia, who had insisted on storming, immediately repented. After thanking the deputy commander, he expressed his belief in the wise Mist in the Iron Bell Castle. People must be able to make the most correct choice.”

"As an ordinary man of the land, I... Leon Francois, I simply don't know how to express my gratitude to Anson Bach."

"A Clovisite, who came to Hantu to fight the Iser elves from thousands of miles, has no self-interest, made a great contribution to the great cause of Hantu unification, ran for the friendship and alliance between the two countries, and even risked many times. Fighting on the front line with lives in danger."

"What kind of spirit is this? What kind of spirit is this?!"

"It turns out that the choice made by Deputy Commander Anson Bach was very correct - on July 13th, which is the third day after the start of the siege, the Iron Bell Castle, which had never responded, sent a team of less than 2,000 people. of troops in an attempt to break through the line of defense of the besieged position."

"The battle broke out around 6:30 in the morning. Half an hour later, the defeated Mist enemy immediately chose to surrender and revealed a lot of information to our army."

"A fierce quarrel broke out between Archduke Mist and his last supporters as to whether to continue stubborn resistance. These last enemies who stood in the face of the unification of the Han soil have been separated from each other, and it is only a matter of time before they are divided and disintegrated."

"At the same time, more good news and good news are still coming. In the west, Duke Aiden, who led a 30,000-strong army, has already defeated the rebels of the Earl of Copper Mountain Fort at a place called Antler Fort. The main force, start the final offensive against the Copper Mountain Fort."

"Also on the Eastern battlefield, the Grand Duke of Thun - my father - Claude François, has also defeated and captured the Earl of Ashwood, and forced his heir to lead the remaining rebels to the Thun declares his surrender."

"This means that the rebels are exhausted, and the civil war in the Grand Duchy of Mist has entered the final countdown stage!"

"Of course, both Thun and Aiden will unconditionally return the occupied territories to the new Archduke Mist after the end of the civil war, and join forces with him to rebuild the land."

"With such a victory in hand, Ansen Bach did not, as I imagined—or like many in the barracks—have begun to contemplate and plan what would happen after the war, but business as usual, methodical planning and We are advancing our work and constantly collecting information and intelligence from all aspects.”

"Of course, it wasn't his caution that really surprised me, it was his attitude towards the situation - according to him, the war was far from over."

"But apart from Mist, is there any powerful existence in the vast land that he can regard as an enemy? Now that the Iser elf has been completely crushed by Clovis, I really can't imagine anyone else , or a force that could make Ansen Bach so nervous."

"Maybe this is the gap between me and a true military strategist... They can always see dangers we can't see when we're at ease; they can see opportunities we can't see when we're in a desperate situation."

...putting down the pen in his hand full of emotion, just as little Leon breathed a sigh of relief and was about to relax his sore wrist, he found that Leno Emmanuel did not know when he appeared by his side, and was looking at him in astonishment. Diary on the table.

"...Is something wrong?"

Little Leon, who tilted his head, looked at him sideways, and tapped the table to remind him.

"no!"

The awakened Lenore was shocked, and his expression quickly returned to his original indifference, but the complex eyes still betrayed his emotions at the moment: "I'm just... a little... curious."

"Curious?" Leon blinked:

"Curious what?"

"you."

"I?"

"Yeah." Reno, who hesitated, pointed to the diary on the table with some embarrassment:

"You...really believe this?"

Leon was stunned for a second, then looked at him with a more confused expression:

"That's what I wrote."

"I know, I mean..."

Lenore frowned. "Do you really believe that Anson Bach did all this...for Han soil?"

"Well." Leon nodded: "Otherwise?"

Reno Emmanuel: "...You never suspected that he might actually be using you?"

"Using me?" Leon's expression became more puzzling:

"Use me for what?"

Lenore thought hard for a minute: "Use you to... **** the riches of Hantu."

Then Leon "Pfft!" laughed out loud.

"If he really wants to loot the wealth of the whole of the land, why should he accept the surrender of Carindia, maintain the peace of the port of Carindia, and end the civil war in Mist - let the land go on like this, Isn't it more in his interest?"

"I just said it's possible." Renault frowned slightly:

"And he's a Cloviser, what good will Hantu unification do to him?"

"Yes, it is because there is no benefit that Anson Bach really wants to unify the vast land!" Leon stood up excitedly, and pressed his shoulder with a "pop!":

"I know your father used to be an enemy of him~www.readwn.com~ and technically, you are still Anson Bach's hostage now - when you please believe me, he is really different from those you think Same!"

"If it weren't for him, the Seven Cities Alliance would never have collapsed so easily, and Hantu would never have ushered in the dawn of reunification so soon."

"You..." Reno's expression became even more astonished:

"You don't believe him...you worship him?"

"That's right!"

Leon admitted without hesitation.

"Worship a Clovis?!"

"It doesn't matter who he is, but if you have to say so, I have no objection!" Leon suddenly laughed:

"I understand...In the beginning, I was just like you, just treating him as an ordinary Cloviser, but soon one fact after another convinced me that he...Ansen Bach...is really different from ordinary people. Same."

"It's not hard to find his peculiarities if you look a little deeper - really, it's hard to describe in words and words, a lot of times you don't even know what he's doing, but in the end those are the right choices. ."

"So dear Lenore, even if you are really full of doubts about him, how about trying to get to know him? I can lend you this diary temporarily, which should help clear up the misunderstanding in your heart."

The smiling Leon picked up the diary on the table and held it in front of Reno with both hands.

At that moment, the young heir of Aiden seemed to have an illusion in front of his eyes. The smiling Leon became the old priest of the church in his hometown.

"Look at it, believe it or not, you won't suffer any losses if you see it."

Lenore is creepy!

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