I Will Be The Crowned King

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"Cough, cough, cough, cough, cough... This, this is what you thought of, the wonderful plan to repel the Knights of Judgment?!"

Carl Bain was dragged and dragged by Julien and several soldiers and ran out of the pit. The disgraced chief of staff had not even recovered his senses from the explosion, and his eyes instantly locked on a certain culprit: "In the ammunition depot. Playing with fire, stuffing the barrels with explosives, blasting the enemy and their own people to the sky?!"

"I did not do it on purpose!"

Julien's expression was quite innocent: "I don't know that the remaining ammunition depots can still have this kind of power - I thought it was the most, the most, the most..."

"At most, we and the enemy perish together?!"

Even if the headache was splitting, Carl still insisted to roll his eyes, and now his eyes flickered and brightened. It seemed that there was a choir living in the left and right ear holes. It was sand mixed with the smell of scorched firewood, and not a single bone in his body was moaning and wailing.

When he regained a little sobriety, the scene in front of him almost made him faint again: the parapet on the side of the fort, along with part of the mountain, completely collapsed, and the ammunition depot evaporated; the front gate and several towers turned into rubble. Heap... More vividly, a quarter of the entire headquarters has disappeared!

This is not the worst... The outer protective stronghold, the buildings are almost all cracked and collapsed, and you must know that the headquarters is built on high ground, quite a distance from the town, the infrastructure of such remote buildings must be independent , especially the water supply and sewer system, it is impossible for such a violent explosion to be unaffected...

Well, Carl can already vaguely smell it.

"It's over, it's over... Even if the Knights of Judgment have been repelled this time, what should we do if the Crusaders come to attack again, is it too late to dig trenches now?"

Karl, who was about to cry without tears, sat on the ground with a sullen face, next to Julien, who didn't know whether to be happy or proud, and a group of Storm Legionnaires who felt that they almost didn't survive.

However, the chief of staff in this state did not last long. After shaking his head and giving himself two slaps to sober up, he quickly returned to his normal state: "What are you still doing here, why don't you clean up the surroundings quickly, think of a way to pile up a few This is a temporary fortification, otherwise when the enemy comes, are you ready to use your head to catch bullets?!"

"Ah... oh, yes!"

The soldiers at Mimihu Lake were scolded and kicked by Carl and rushed to dig holes and fill the soil. Is there anything that can be used.

Holding the burst rifle picked up from the ruins, the artillery battalion commander Jeroshenko sat beside the wreckage near the center of the explosion, and stayed in place.

Carl, who passed by, saw what was in his arms and immediately lit up, but soon noticed that the barrel of the gun had been burnt. He was regretful and curious at the same time: "What are you thinking?"

"Ah, nothing, just pure curiosity."

"curious?"

"Yes, look over there." Jeroshenko raised his finger and pointed to the location of the original ammunition depot: "This is not something that can be done with a dozen boxes of propellant, even with a sixty-eight-pound Karon cannon. produce this effect.”

"So, what did the jihadists put in the headquarters?"

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"What, the ammunition reserves of the Knights of Judgment?!"

The stunned Phyllis couldn't help but lose his voice, and could no longer maintain his previous calmness: "You put the ammunition reserves transported by the Knights of Judgment in the ammunition depot of the Beluga Harbor Command?!"

"No, you and the high command jointly decided to temporarily place the precious ammunition reserves of the Knights of Judgment at the Beluga Harbor Command for temporary safekeeping." Ludwig wrote lightly:

"At that time, the riots in the town of Beluga Port had spread to the port, and many middle and low-level officers in the jihad were involved; in order to prevent these powerful weapons from becoming a tool for the rioters to destroy and seize the colony, the command issued a Here comes the order to transfer a batch of arms."

"Considering that the ships were not completely safe at that time, especially the farms outside the towns, after many suggestions and consideration, the high command sent a large number of them-including twelve eight-pounder guns to them together. The Beluga Port Command also nailed the cannon to the battery to prevent theft and smuggling - so there have been many cases of arms smuggling within the Mujahideen before."

"So what I have done here is only to execute orders and provide advice, and also gave other plans, but they were not adopted." Ludwig greeted Feilers' eyes that were no longer calm:

"It was you who really gave the order, as well as the jihadist command."

Phyllis's face immediately turned ugly.

The atmosphere in the small basement was instantly chilling, but Ludwig was still as usual, and he even felt a little pleasure in his heart - he had already seen the smirk on the face of the ruling knight, and it was more than Anson's always confident expression. annoying.

"Even so, how did the colonial rebels find out in such a short time?"

Seemingly unable to hold back the anger in his heart, Pheleus, who was forcing his composure, was still staring at Ludwig, trying to find a flaw in him: "I should have told him again and again that it must be kept secret and safe enough. - Do you think the current situation can satisfy these two requirements?"

"On this issue, I think there may be other possibilities."

Before Ludwig could speak, Pavel Dukasky, who was on the side, had already stood up: "The colonial rebels probably didn't know the location of those weapons, but they accidentally detonated the shells and propellants stored outside. of ammunition depots, indirectly detonating those hidden ... secret weapons."

"Otherwise, if it were me, it would have been to line up these weapons against the siege of the Mujahideen, not to turn them into a huge bunch of fireworks, as we have seen."

Phyllis didn't answer, and the rest of the "Thirteen Collegiate" members also kept silent, silently maintaining their neutrality, making Pavel, who was talking to himself, a little embarrassed.

"Of course, there is another possibility, that is, there are traitors within the Crusaders." Pavel, who chuckled softly, didn't care at all:

"Considering that most of the defenders stationed at the headquarters were prisoners of colonial rebels, it seems that one or two soldiers who had participated in the transportation and protection of the ammunition depot before betrayed the ring of order, and it does not seem to be particularly incomprehensible. "

"Ah, speaking of the jihadist army sent to defend the Beluga Harbor Command, it seems to be from Sir Phyllis..."

"Marquis Pavel!"

Sir Phyllis made a decisive steal, and stepped forward with a slight smile on his face: "In your current state, it is really unbelievable that you were born in the southern part of the empire."

His meaning is very clear: the wealthy families in the southern part of the empire are closely related to the Holy See. How did you, the dignified court marquis, draw a united front with the wealthy families of Clovis?

"Sorry, I don't quite understand what you mean." Pavel also smiled but said, "In comparison, our Grand Duchy of Brahm is actually closer to the eastern part of the empire; and seriously, the ancestors of the Dukasky family But the immigrant clan from the east may be closer to Clovis's Austeria."

"And in fact, many people have misunderstood us Brahms. We love food more than war. The power of Wolff's Fire Knight is not only reflected in damage and destruction, but also the power of warmth and happiness."

Facing the unbelievable gaze of Phyllis, he suddenly looked at Ludwig next to him: "If there is a chance, welcome the Franz family to Brahm as a guest and taste the local roast beef and cider."

The heir of the Franz family had to nod in thanks, the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

Under such a harmonious picture, Phyllis clenched his teeth silently.

"These are not critical. The most important thing now is to withdraw the jihadist army from the frontal battlefield, regroup on the periphery of the town, wait for reinforcements to arrive, and encircle the colonial rebels on both sides." Ludwig said again:

"The problem now is that Clovis's jihadist army has basically withdrawn from the battle, but Lord Fernando's army and Lord Arthur Herrede are almost completely surrounded by the enemy. If they can't break through the gap as soon as possible, there is a risk of destruction at any time. "

"Then do you have any good ideas, you might as well tell everyone... If it makes sense, maybe the commander-in-chief will accept it directly?"

Fernando's face was also not good-looking, and he stared at Ludwig with a gloomy gaze, but he did not push back as directly as before.

There is no way, who said that the one who is besieged now is his own army instead of other people's legion. If he is unlucky, the entire army will be wiped out in the end. There is no way for him to explain to His Majesty the Emperor.

"I have two suggestions, but realistically speaking, you shouldn't accept either of them." Ludwig said with a blank face, "So you might as well exclude me directly and discuss with the commander-in-chief directly."

"Of course I know that, but I still want to hear your opinion." Fernando didn't intend to let him go: "Please speak up, no matter what I say, I promise not to refute it immediately."

"really?"

"I swear in the name of Herid, if I don't keep my promise, I won't be able to rest in the tomb of my ancestors." Fernando pressed his right hand on his chest hard: "Is this okay?"

"Yes!" Ludwig nodded slightly: "My suggestion is also very simple - the Knights of Judgment have been withdrawn at present, if they can set off immediately, relying on those land cruisers powered by steam cores, they should be able to defeat the colonial rebels. A gap was torn outside the surrounding net."

"Of course there is a certain risk in doing this, and we can't suppress the artillery positions of the rebels for the time being. The worst case is that the entire battle is a deliberate trap set by the opposite side. The purpose is to completely destroy the Land Cruiser of the Knights of Judgment, not Legion of His Excellency Fernando."

"If it were me, I would definitely do it... Compared with soldiers, the invulnerable Land Cruiser is obviously a greater threat, especially in terms of morale... As long as there is a chance, I will definitely try to eradicate it at all costs as soon as possible, and enter the battle to the point where it could have been. within the realm of understanding.”

Everyone nodded... Although many people doubted whether the commander of the Clovis Crusaders colluded with the other side, this analysis is indeed reasonable.

"What about the second one?"

"Second, let your legion surrender to the rebels immediately."

"Oh... huh?!"

Fernando, whose face changed suddenly, stood up and stared at Ludwig murderously: "Say it again!"

"Your goal is to protect the entire legion and avoid being annihilated by the colonial rebels because of the siege. Am I right?" Ludwig said loudly:

"In the current situation, it is obviously unrealistic to expect the entire Crusaders to be dispatched to open a gap for your legion to help break through the siege; not to mention that His Excellency Arthur Herrede is about to be bitten by the opposite side for rescue. Under such circumstances, it is not a particularly bad choice to take the initiative to surrender while the organization is still intact and the strength is strong."

"After all, no matter how ruthless, despicable and vicious the opponent is, they have to take into account that they are still in a disadvantaged and disadvantaged position; if the final result is the annihilation of the entire army and the torture of the jihadist army prisoners of war, the end will be doomed. www.uukanshu.com”

"So taking this opportunity to take the initiative to surrender, what's not desirable? Do you have to wait until you are killed by the opponent and the establishment will be cancelled?"

Fernando was at a loss for words, but he couldn't find anything to refute when he was furious, plus the oath he had just made, he could only froze in place awkwardly.

Ludwig looked as usual, he was actually deliberately angering the other party - Fernando's jihadist army was the direct subordinate of the emperor, and if it was wiped out in the new world, it would definitely be a better result for Clovis.

Of course, the reverse is also true... Turning all the secret weapons newly developed by the Holy See into scrap iron can also suppress the arrogance of the Holy See, lest they continue to try to interfere in the world and reach out to the kingdoms of the orderly world.

Looking at Sir Phyllis and Fernando Herrede who were in a dilemma, Ludwig's mind couldn't help being dragged to the side of the colonial rebels - more precisely, the Storm Legion.

He can roughly guess Anson Bach's plan now... Use the commander of Beluga Harbor to distract the Mujahideen, and then seize the reality of the counterattack and completely surround one of the Mujahideen to inflict heavy damage or even annihilate it, which can improve morale and at the same time Deal effective damage to the Mujahideen in exchange for an advantage in the next phase.

However, this plan has a very fatal flaw, that is, the overall quality of the colonial rebels is not good - surrounded by more than 20,000 jihadist troops, more than 40,000 rebels are still insufficient, not to mention that most of them are still of low quality and only have a passion for blood The colonial militia; it is not impossible if the imperial knights seize the weak link and forcibly break through.

In this case, where did Ansen Bach's confidence in doing so come from?