I will be crowned king

Looking at Anson Bach who was extremely resolute and didn't give him any room for maneuver, even if Igor was mentally prepared, he couldn't help but feel a chill. At the same time, he was somewhat confused and didn't understand why the other party did what he did.

Of course he wouldn't know that someone's previous "invitation to buy people's hearts" had begun to have the opposite effect: Although relying on Sophia's absolute trust and hard-earned reputation, Anson not only successfully detained more than 30,000 recruits , and also paid all the arrears to the Ranger Corps - this is a lot of money.

Even if the National Assembly was very fond of the lieutenant general and even regarded him as one of its own, it would not be able to accept such a private decision without consultation, not to mention that the radical representatives headed by the "Black Flag Party" actually had no intention of The so-called "Supreme Council" and the three-ruling system were not interested in it. They immediately joined forces with the royalists to initiate a vote of no confidence and expressed their intention to re-elect the government.

Various voices of dissatisfaction also appeared within the Ministry of War: It is not about scarcity but inequality. You gave subsidies to the Ranger Corps. Should other regiments also have a share? Under the banner of "favoring the Skirmishers and the Eastern Army," many officers went to the Loyalty Palace in groups to protest, demanding that the War Department treat them equally.

As for why the officers of the "Continental Army Doctrine" enjoyed all the benefits in the past, and the legions on the Western Front were never short-changed in military pay, these people must not have mentioned a word. Anyway, they just wanted to protest. If they are not satisfied, they will protest to the end.

Of course, they all failed - with the Storm Legion and the Southern Legion, it would be easy for Viscount Bogner and Sophia to suppress such an unpopular protest group; or most people also understand that even if they really have to To oust Anson Bach, it must not be now.

But no matter what, things have developed to this point. If Anson still wants to keep the reputation he has finally built up, he must do something as soon as possible to completely shut up the people in Clovis City.

An indisputable, quick and decisive victory is the perfect answer to this question.

"I am not a war madman, nor an executioner. Your Majesty, I am a soldier, and just a soldier." Anson suddenly changed his attitude, lowered his voice, and said to Igor without looking back:

"Clovis and the National Assembly have given me great power and massive manpower and material resources. These all come at a price, that is, the war with the Ysel elves must end; I must let them see what they have paid for. Everything and unconditional trust can be rewarded.”

"Of course, just like being the elf king of the Moses Field family, it is my mission to be responsible for the fate of all the Ysel elves."

The former Elf King was stunned for a moment, and then quickly understood: "I respect your decision, General. After all, we are still enemies now. Being merciful to the enemy is really not in line with your current status. I should not put forward such harsh conditions."

"It's very harsh, but it's excusable. After all, you are still the Elf King." Anson also showed a "Long Live Understanding" expression: "So I can assure you again that the palace and civilian areas will not be bombarded; The Lowi people are part of the civilized world, not savages.”

This has almost made it clear to the other party that he will be lenient and will not really commit the horrific act of indiscriminate bombardment of the entire city like the Judgment Knights did at the beginning - leaving one person who is still relatively strong and can be more able to gather together The popular Elf King is currently the best outcome for Clovis.

After all, although the Hantu-Clovis coalition mobilized nearly 100,000 people for this war, if they really wanted to kill all the Yser elves and let them completely become history, it would still be far from enough, let alone It may be a quick victory; weakening the opponent and then controlling it to a level where it cannot pose a threat is already the best result.

What's more, if you really do something too extreme... a certain elf queen in the new world will probably not give up.

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"Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-"

In the early morning of the fourth day of the siege, the sound of cannon sounded across the sky just as the sun rose.

On the hillside, mortars and field artillery burst out with dazzling rays of light; accompanied by screams that shook the air, flakes of fireworks exploded on the streets and city walls of King Yser's court; scorching flames were mixed Thick black smoke quickly enveloped most of the city.

Four days... The reason why it was delayed for four whole days was to buy time for the logistics team to pull the carriage-loaded artillery shells and the thirty-six-pound and forty-eight-pound mortars from Eagle Point City to the front line of the Royal Court; Dozens of twelve-pound field guns and six- and three-pound infantry guns are obviously not enough in front of such a big city.

Facts have proven that this decision was absolutely correct... The artillery emplacements in the sky continued to throw the orange color symbolizing death into the sky, falling like a violent storm on the unobstructed city streets and among the gorgeous palaces, ravaging unbridled and unilaterally. of this bustling city.

The clean and tidy streets burst into dazzling firelight. Pieces of floor tiles were blown into the sky. Many buildings that were not strong enough were torn to pieces by the air waves. The elegant pictures and exquisite courtyards were destroyed in the sea of ​​​​fire. .

As for the elf nobles hiding in the palace, many leaders of powerful factions did not even have a chance to resist. They were directly swallowed by the heat wave of the explosion, and the soldiers, servants and family members who followed them were also killed in the sea of ​​​​fire.

From west to east, dense artillery fire plowed the entire royal court over and over again, shocking the elf soldiers in the siege position outside the city; most of them had not actually seen it with their own eyes. The scene of the Judgment Knights destroying the Royal Court, and now some legendary scenes are gradually overlapping with reality...

The shelling continued until ten o'clock in the morning. The billowing black smoke had completely covered the sky above the Royal Court, and the large tracts of burning houses could be seen clearly even by the soldiers outside the city.

But even so, Anson still did not give the order to stop - the scene must look as spectacular and tragic as possible, so as to leave a deep enough impression on both sides of the war, let Hantu see Clovis's national power, and let the Ysel elves Understanding the disparity in strength between the two sides allowed Clovis to think "that's enough" and to be content with the idea of ​​a truce.

Although in fact, depending on the situation of both sides, it is enough to ensure that artillery bombardment destroys the outer city walls. However, sometimes in war, cost and efficiency are important, but it is the most wasteful and ineffective method; as long as the purpose can be achieved, no matter how much "waste" Totally worth it too.

Sweetness should be given bit by bit, but pain should be inflicted as soon as possible. The same principle applies in war.

It was not until twelve o'clock that Anson finally gave the order to stop the bombardment - there was no way, if the attack continued like this, everything would be wiped out; even if the artillerymen could still hold it, the artillery could not hold it.

After a short pause, the legion composed of Yser half-elves opened the way. Ten Clovis infantry regiments and five Hantu infantry regiments raised their bayonets, poured into the city through the royal court gate and the gap in the city wall, and began to march along the streets. Eliminate all resistance.

But when they actually walked on the streets of the royal court, they realized that there was nothing to "suppress"... Most ordinary humans or Ysel elves were hiding in their homes, looking outside with fear or indifference, neither The resistance did not welcome them as invaders.

As for the defenders hiding in the city...most of their leaders were wiped out in the shelling, leaving only the remnants huddled in some strongholds in the city, trying to resist.

The civilians of the Royal Court of Yser are not far away to provide them with support. Even orders under the banner of the Elf King will only be trampled under the feet of the people as waste paper; having lost their backbone, they have completely changed back to their original colors: Bandits and military leaders.

After another two hours, the battle reports in the city began to flow out one after another; Carl Bain, who was chewing a cigarette, pushed through the crowded crowd and walked into the headquarters. In front of everyone, he carelessly cut a side of the burnt The unicorn flag was placed in front of Anson.

"It seems that the enemy is planning to fight to the end, right?" Anson glanced at the flag on the table and raised his hand to interrupt the noise of the people around him: "Are any of our people injured, or died trying to persuade them to surrender? "

"That's not true, but the resistance from the other side was quite fierce."

Karl shook his head: "The opponent is hiding in a building, with strong firepower and small-caliber infantry artillery. Our soldiers can't get close. What should we do?"

"What to do, there is only one way." Anson said solemnly: "Inform the artillery troops to prepare for entering the city and provide artillery support for the infantry; by the way, report the location of the enemy's strongholds and draw them on the map to see if they can Knock it out directly with a mortar."

"The location coordinates have been sent to the gunners at each position, but..."

"but what?"

"There are several locations, very close to the palace."

With a long tail tone, the chief of staff's eyes fell on the former Elf King beside him.

"Isn't this... natural?"

Feeling the gazes from the surroundings, Igor Mossfield looked up at Karl with a smile: "The palace is the most important area of ​​the Royal Court of Israel. Naturally, the selection of building materials is more stringent, and the construction is also strict. It’s very strong; it’s normal for the rebels to hide near there as soon as possible.”

"so……"

"So Sir Anson, please be sure not to hold back." Before a certain chief of staff could finish his words, the former Elf King turned to look at Anson: "Let your army's artillery fire immediately to teach these rogues a profound lesson. "

In an instant, the entire command headquarters fell into dead silence.

After a moment, Anson was the first to break the silence: "Ahem...you all heard it, His Majesty Igor has issued an edict, don't hold back - let the artillery blow all those strongholds to pieces!"

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After obtaining the authorization from the Elf King himself, Clovis's artillerymen finally lost all concern and began to fire into the city unscrupulously again. The lucky ones who just thought they could finally escape were once again enveloped by artillery fire falling from the sky.

The Clovis soldiers who surrounded the stronghold stood a street away from the shelling area, admiring these sturdy palaces. The towers became torn apart, and the screams ended instantly before they could even be heard.

The second round of shelling lasted less than two minutes, and the stragglers who were hiding inside ran out of it in despair, and were greeted by a uniform volley of guns.

Hundreds of lead bullets weaved into a pervasive barrage, tearing these flesh and blood bodies to pieces; the defeated soldiers had nowhere to escape, and the first wave of people who ran out fell in a pool of blood without even having a chance to beg for mercy. ;Then the second wave, the third wave...

"Bang-!!!! Bang-!!!! Bang-!!!!"

Groups of figures, like cut wheat in a field, met their end amidst the constant bombing and intensive firepower.

At 16:55, after wiping out the last stronghold that was still resisting - or that was not accepted for surrender -, the suppression battle in the Royal Court of Yser finally came to an end; the proud soldiers of Clovis' new regiment They held high the black and red unicorn flag and invited Commander-in-Chief Anson Bach and the only legitimate Elf King His Majesty Igor to enter the city.

Anson accepted it happily as he should, and walked through the gate of the royal court with Igor, stepping on the road strewn with corpses, pools of blood and craters to enter the palace.

Yes, even after all these years, he is still quite awkward about "horse riding".

The two walked into the palace hall side by side, and there was only one solitary figure in the empty and gorgeous hall; he was wearing exquisite robes, covered with all kinds of jewelry, and his appearance was somewhat similar to Igor's. The problem is...

He was hung under the chandelier in the center, with the other end of the rope wrapped around his neck.

"Yes, I promised that one day I will help him relieve his pain. He will no longer have to sit on that throne like a prisoner and be a puppet king of elves."

Igor lamented: "He is just an ordinary elf noble, a child who is extremely innocent. Just because he has some blood relationship with the Moses Field family, he is forced to sit in this position that does not belong to him originally. I have endured suffering for such a long time as if my days were like years.”

"As a result... he actually fell before the abdication ceremony he had dreamed of."

"Yes, this is a very unfortunate thing, but no matter what, this 'His Majesty the Elf King' finally abdicated successfully, although not in the way he hoped."

Anson nodded in agreement, then walked step by step under the hanged Elf King, picked up the blood-stained crown on the ground and handed it to Igor behind him:

"The dead can sleep forever, but the living must continue to endure pain until the end of everything, or the day when he can sleep forever, so His Majesty Igor Moses Field..."

"...Please, crown me now."