Warhammer Throne

Moussilon in July was extremely hot, the venomous sunlight illuminates the land, the gale blows across the city of Moussilon, and the air is full of fiery atmosphere. Under the high temperature, the troops stationed here also feel very pleased. Irritated, the wood elves withdrew into the nearby forest to escape the heat. The dwarves set up camps in the shady area, drinking and bragging together shirtless, and gambling by the way.

As for the human camp, it was built not far from the castle of Moussilon. The tents formed a magnificent landscape. The human soldiers were sweating on duty, patrolling back and forth, and the knight masters gathered in twos and threes. , Discussing the recent war and the dilemma of the war.

The big tent belonging to Ryan is naturally very spacious. The Lake God Witch Mogiana has the final say. She led the Lake God prophets to make a bigger and more luxurious tent for Ryan, and has not yet collected Ryan’s money. Now Ryan I live in a big 5x7 account.

The big tent is divided into the outer room and the inner room. With the help of Teresa, a floor-standing air conditioner powered by magic was installed. Ryan also felt that it was too hot outside, so he also nestled in the tent to blow the air conditioner and drink cold drinks.

After a week of onslaught in vain, the weather was hot and the army was exhausted, and Ryan had to order a rest. He sent scouts to re-examine the terrain and landforms near Moussilon, temporarily staying still and waiting for the message.

In the inner room, the air-conditioning and the cold air were broadcast. Ryan leaned back in his chair quite leisurely, tasting the iced orange juice. He took a breath and sent the current unfavorable irritability out of his mind. He knew that it was useless to be anxious now. It is undesirable. At this time, there is nothing to gain from a strong attack except for the loss of the army in vain. In such a hot season, soldiers are often prone to dehydration and fatigue after fighting for about three hours. This army has been fighting with Lane for several months. Now, Ryan also felt that he could not be too reluctant.

"Huh~ I like this~" Veronica was wearing a low-cut hip skirt with white sand, coral and icy curls. As there were no outsiders in the room, this outfit was quite bold. The skirt was as short as twenty centimeters above her knees. A pair of delicate long legs rarely wears stockings, a pair of beautiful nails with red nail polish dangling in front of Ryan's eyes, the sweet-looking, red-faced Garland Witch holding a glass in her hand Iced plum juice, blowing on the air conditioner, leaning on the reclining lounge chair, enjoying a moment of leisure in the afternoon, Veronica's apricot eyes turned left and right, her black and brown shawl hair was as smooth as silk : "My dear, still can't think of a way?"

"No." Ryan leaned back in his chair boredly, enjoying the cold air of the air conditioner: "This army has been exhausted from fighting for a long time, and now only the hard bones of Musilon are left. Slowly Come on, it's too hot recently, let's take a rest for two days."

"Huh huh~" Veronica drank the juice lazily, she stretched out her feet and kicked Ryan lightly: "My suggestion is to end the war early, end the war early, and recruit for spring ploughing. The influence of a large number of serfs will be reduced, and our food reserves will begin to decrease, and... Sister Sulia is about to give birth, right? As a father, it is best to end the war before the child is born."

Ryan smiled and nodded.

The Duke knew in his heart that Veronica was actually nearly ten years older than Suria, but the witch was always called Madame Suria or Sister Suria. She knew in her heart that some things could be disputed, and some things touched. No, smart witches always know how to avoid minefields, and based on these three suggestions, Veronica summarized very accurately and accurately, whether as a lord, as a coach or as a husband, Ryan must conquer Mushy as soon as possible. Long Castle.

"Indeed, I had stored enough food before, but I couldn't hold these tens of thousands of people eating horses and chewing all day." Ryan also knew the problem. He leaned on the chair and closed his eyes: "But there is no clue, Boss. Your Excellency Mond even suggested that a few of us holy grail knights raid the city together, but this sounds unrealistic."

"Why?" Veronica asked curiously.

"Do you think that the pegasus knights of the kingdom haven't tried it for so many years?" Ryan shook his head helplessly: "Musilon's sky is protected by undead magic, and if we want to land over a tens of meters high wall, it is simply Turned into a few giant living targets, we can face the attacks of undead magic, our mounts are not good, and Karad and Bohemond are all riding pure blood elf horses, only I ride a griffon, François ride a pure Blood Pegasus."

One of the first twelve holy grail knights, the first Duke of Pallaon, Archergarh, died on the peaks of Pallaon more than 80 years after Arthur’s death. He rode a pegasus and a two-footed dragon. Fighting, he successfully killed the two-footed dragon. Before his death, the two-footed dragon also severely injured the Pegasus under his seat. In this way, an early holy grail knight fell from a height of several kilometers and fell alive.

The two chatted for a while, and Ryan could see that the witch enjoyed this afternoon. Because the lake **** witch Maugiana stayed in Kurona to heal Raun, the main caster of a series of battles to recover Moussilon was Vero. Nika and Teresa’s witch group.

By the way, Olain, the king of the forest, also left, Olain left Alaros to continue to command the army, and Hagen, Duke of Gisoleaux, and Boderek, Duke of Poldero, both left.

In contrast, the Templar Alfred led a team of paladins and dervishes to support Ryan. Alfred said that I would also help to recover Musilon and destroy the undead.

There was a noise outside the tent, and both Ryan and Veronica looked at the door of the inner room.

"Wow! You two are here drinking juice and chatting leisurely. I'm going to run back and forth to assemble them with air conditioners." The tall figure of the female warlock appeared from the inner door, and when she saw Ryan and Veronica Man Feeling very upset while chatting leisurely and tasting a cold drink, Teresa's hands on her hips: "Give me one too!"

"Come here." Ryan stood up, took the bottle of juice from the table with a smile, added ice cubes to the mug and poured a full glass for Teresa: "Thank you!"

The female warlock today wore a white patterned slim forged shirt with black tight trousers. She had the temperament of a strong woman. She stretched out her hand to take the cup from Ryan’s hand and drank the juice directly. Tone: "Huh, it's so hot, I don't want to move anymore."

"Then I allow you to rest until night." Ryan said with a smile: "This is a personal promise from Duke Moussilon!"

"Hmph~ I want to rest if I want to rest, why do I need your permission!" Teresa gave Ryan a hygienic eye with her hands on her hips. She sat on the soft big bed quite naturally and kicked off the leather boots on her feet: " It's really annoying to be outside in this kind of weather."

"This is Moussilon, Trovik~" Veronica teased: "The Duke is right in front of you. You are so arrogant in the Duke's land. Be careful to be convicted, even if you are the courtier of Ryan. Will be severely'punished' too!"

"He punishes if he wants to punish, what does it have to do with you?" Teresa almost instantly thought of what Ryan’s "punishment" would be, because she was often "punished" recently, and the female warlock quickly retorted: "This is with you Nothing, Veronica!"

"Oh, forget it, this weather, I don't bother to argue with you." Veronica took a sip of juice, "What news has our little princess brought us?"

"Well, Teresa, is there any news from the scout?" Ryan also nodded, he was concerned about this issue.

"The wood elves are indeed powerful." Teresa nodded, and she proudly said what she had seen and heard: "Aralos took the ranger and the wild forest ranger along Grismo The Ruihe investigation, they opened the roots of the Times Oak tree, and they actually found a secret underground river directly under the wall of Musilon, where the undead built a culvert."

"Underdrain..." Ryan's eyes lit up, and he thought about the problem carefully.

"Yes, culvert." The sorcerer was very proud of the harvest. She whispered: "The current in the culvert is very fast, and mortals can't pass through it basically, but I have a suggestion, Ryan, I can create frost through the frozen river water. , Flooding the culvert, flooding Mu Xilong!"

"Ling Xun?" The relaxed expression on Ryan's face gradually became serious.

"Ling Xun? Trovik is whimsical." Veronica immediately stood up when she heard the news. She put on high heels and paced the room. The Garland Witch thought for five minutes and said immediately: "No, We should not create frost, we should let Trovik freeze the underground river temporarily to open the channel, and then carry the explosive gunpowder I made into the culvert!"

"Use gunpowder to blow up the city walls?" Ryan thought about it carefully, and stood up: "So, Teresa, take a good rest first. In the evening, I will call everyone in a meeting to discuss what to do!"

"Okay." The sorcerer was indeed very tired, and she wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while.

"Get up, Trovik." Who knew that Veronica had come to the bed, the Garland Witch was a little red: "Get up!"

"What are you doing again? Veronica?" the sorcerer asked strangely.

"You are holding down my things!" Veronica motioned to Teresa to get up. Witch Garland reached out and took out a flesh-colored silk stocking from the bed, and then sat down and put it on slowly: "Damn, this silk stocking is expensive Yes, I almost broke it for you."

"???" Teresa's face suddenly reddened: "You..."

"Hehehe, dear Teresa, take a good rest." Ryan patted the female warlock on the shoulder and kissed her on the mouth: "Let's have a meeting to discuss what to do in the evening."

"Um."

...I am discussing what to do with the dividing line...

That night, in the camp, all the holy grail knights, including Ryan and others, his two courtiers, the king of the Eight Peaks, Belegar-Hammer, the lord of the Tasian woodland, Alaloth, and those who arrived with reinforcements Templar Alfred gathered together to discuss the new military situation.

"Thanks to His Excellency Alaros and his rangers for their help, we have detected an underdrain under the wall of Moussilon." Ryan sat in the middle, and he said in a deep voice, "Therefore, for this underdrain, we now have two Plans."

"First of all, Ms. Teresa-Trovic can create lingxun by freezing the upper reaches of the Grismori River. After squeezing enough water from the river, Ms. Teresa-Trovic can squeeze the river water into the city of Moussilon. The castle is submerged in water."

"That's the plan to flood Moussilon?" Francois nodded. The old man thought for a while, and decided not to express his position for the time being: "So what about the second plan?"

"The second plan was proposed by Ms. Veronica Bernadotte. We can transport a large amount of gunpowder and put the gunpowder into the culvert to detonate. Teresa will help us freeze the culvert to open the channel, and accumulate enough. After being injected with the gunpowder of the fire magic element, the gunpowder was detonated and the city wall collapsed." Ryan continued, "Apart from these two plans, do you have any other opinions?"

"Then blow it up!" Berhemond was the first to express his position. He said loudly: "Blast the wall down! The knights rushed in! I don't believe what the undead can do!"

"Yeah." Ryan said that he understood. He turned his attention to Bellegar. Master Belle is best at attacking cities. He hopes to hear more of his opinions: "Brother Bellegar, what do you think?"

"Oh!" Belega stretched out his hand and stroked his white beard. He thought for a while, then said: "Listen to me, Brother Lane, there are benefits of flooding, and benefits of bombing. Listen to me. Speak slowly."

"If you create a frost and flood Moussilon with water, the advantage is that the entire city will be submerged. Over time, the army of the undead will be hit hard, and we can conquer the castle without losing too much army. As for the disadvantages , That is, the method of flooding takes a long time. We need to be prepared to besiege Mu Xilong for a long time. The second is that the undead are not too afraid of flooding. Perhaps most of us drowning are civilians. "

"If you choose to use gunpowder to blow up the city wall, the advantage is that the effect is quick and the time is short. We can immediately fight the undead. The disadvantage is that it cannot help us weaken the strength of the undead and reduce their number in the siege. After opening the city wall, we still have to go through some hard work."

"The decision is yours, Brother Lane." Bellegar made a final conclusion.

Everyone fell silent, and Ryan was also thinking carefully about the pros and cons.

"I suggest using explosives." François spoke, and the old man shook his head: "We can't wait any longer, Ryan, make a quick decision. Our food reserves have been greatly reduced, and we will be under siege for a long time if flooded. , I don’t know how long it will take to continue this way. The soldiers have been tired of fighting for so long, so let’s resolve the battle as soon as possible."

"Well, and there are still a lot of living people in the castle." Ryan nodded. He thought about it for a while and felt that François's words made sense: "The flooding time is too long. This is not in line with our goal of ending the war as soon as possible, and There is also less and less food, and it can’t be dragged on any longer."

After speaking, Ryan stood up: "I decided to use gunpowder to blow up the walls!"

"Yes!" Everyone shouted, Bellegar immediately began to formulate a siege plan, considering how much gunpowder, how long to freeze the culvert, how to hide the vampire's investigation, and when is the best time to do it.

At this time, a heavily armed figure walked out of the crowd, with blond hair and blue eyes, his face full of sunshine and enthusiasm.

"Duke Lane, leave it to me about detonating the gunpowder!"