Proof of the Sun King

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This is a behemoth wrapped in steel. Its body is made of steel plates and riveted structures. The muzzle of the steam cannon protrudes from the mouth of this war monster, giving the knights and soldiers of Brittany a strong of fear.

The golden griffin's exhaust pipe spews a large stream of steam. The steel armored shell is covered with church scriptures and a statue of a golden double-headed eagle. Imperial engineers stand inside the steel behemoth and manipulate this incomparable of behemoths.

"For Charlemagne! For the Empire!!!"

The Elector Umberto shouted, his voice clear throughout the battlefield: "Fire!"

Five steam tanks fired together, and the steam cannon ripped apart the efforts of the Brittanian army. The Brittanian knights, who were already close to the third formation, were seriously injured by the steam cannon and had to retreat temporarily, almost in the blink of an eye. In between, the balance of victory and defeat was turned again.

From the walls of Helmgart, the Electors and their heirs and courtiers watched the war.

"Cas Vann was too conservative. The imperial team at that time was already in defeat. If he invested in all the reserves and personally led the charge, then maybe the imperial team would have been defeated." Francois had a blue background and white stripes. With his full body plate armor and the unicorn sword hanging from his waist, Duke Winford said to Ryan, Julius and others who were standing beside him: "At that time, the imperial steam tanks had not yet crossed the river, and a good opportunity for victory was just like this. missed."

"Your Excellency Kasvann also has his own considerations." Ryan nodded and said, the face of the fairy goddess in the lake was a little helpless. The precious power of human beings should not be used in civil wars, but many times, there is only one war. Only then can everyone calm down: "His Majesty Karl Franz's elite knights will arrive at some point, and Kasfann needs enough reserves to ensure that he will not be overwhelmed by the sudden appearance of the imperial knights. "

"Your Excellency Ryan is right." Oleg von Zhukov, the heir of Elector Wolfen, said with great agreement: "The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and there is never an absolutely correct option."

Lane hates one type of person the most, that is, people who are smart after the fact. These people always like to collect various reasons for the defeated side, and then when others ask, they will talk about it smartly: Did I say it? If he doesn't do this, he will lose.

Or: there are so many reasons to win.

However, many times this is not the case in wars. The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. Many times, in battles with similar strength, great victory and great defeat are instantaneous. Some options are correct at the time, but later they will find out that they are wrong. Some generals are indeed obvious mistakes or too incompetent, this can be blamed, but in most cases this is not the case.

After Cass Vann declared war on the empire, there was a kind of argument among the nobles of Brittany that it was not a wise move for Cas Vann to attack the empire when his strength was slightly inferior, but in Ryan's view Come on, Kasfann is very smart. The territory of the Duke of Palaon is barren, with deficits every year, serious internal conflicts, poor relations with the empire and long-term friction.

If he doesn't do something, the knights in the territory may target the duke himself.

As for the strength of the speech, it is even more ridiculous. If the war only depends on the number of troops, then there is no need to fight. Everyone is better than the number of soldiers. The savior Ludwig was assisted by Brittany, dwarves, and high elves. , integrated all the forces of the empire, and only formed an army of 300,000 people, while the Chaos army was as many as 500,000, and ordinary Chaos warriors could deal with several human soldiers of the same level. Dewish gave up?

The appearance of the steam tank quickly brought the situation under control, and many of the imperial troops who were collapsing saw this steel behemoth finally crossed the river to support them. Their morale was boosted, and they were regrouped at the call of the elector of Umberto. , join the Imperial Front again.

The morale of the imperial army, which had initially shown signs of shaking, stabilized, and both sides fell into a hard fight. After repeatedly charging, the ranger knights and kingdom knights of Brittany began to slow down and were forced to melee.

On the plain in front of the city of Helmgart, there are figures of human armies fighting everywhere.

The battle situation was still favourable for Brittany, but the Imperial Army held the position like a rock with the help of the steam tanks. The knights tried to charge the front but were repelled by continuous artillery and musket fire. The steam tanks It is too powerful. Whether it is an infantry's long sword, a long spear, a serf archer's arrow, or a knight's lance, it can only bounce helplessly on the steel plate of a steam tank. Such a strong steel plate only has The Holy Grail Knight can slash.

However, this military operation by the Duke of Palaon was not supported by the kingdom, nor by the fairies of the lake. His army lacked the figure of the Holy Grail Knight. Although he still had the advantage in this war, he relied on steam tanks. With the protection and suppression of firepower, Kath Vann and his army could only continue the melee with the Imperial Army in vain.

Kasfan regretted it in his heart. If he had thrown all the reserves into the battlefield in one go, he might have defeated the Imperial Army before the arrival of the steam tanks, but the Duke knew that regrets were useless now, and he led the remaining reserves. The team went into battle.

Seeing Kasfann finally leading the last reserve into the battlefield, the Elector Umberto smiled.

"It's time! Fire the flare!" the Elector shouted at the Imperial Engineer.

"Signal flare!" The imperial engineer pulled out the flare gun and shot it into the air.

"Hey~" the signal gun pierced the sky.

At this time, the time has come to about 8:30 in the morning. The armies of Kasfann and Umberto have been fighting fiercely for an hour and a half. The battle situation on the plain battlefield is still indistinguishable. , a large group of ranger knights and kingdom knights formed a combat force to suppress, and the imperial army formed a solid front under the cover of steam tanks, and there was no sign of collapse.

A beautiful rainbow hangs in the sky from Mount Doom.

Then, the thunderous sound of hooves.

The unique cry of Karl Franz's mount "Death Claw" came from the mountain pass of Doom Mountain, and at the same time there was the neat shout of Rick's guard.

"Rick Guard! Defend the country! Defend Your Majesty!"

"For the Emperor!"

"fortheemperor!"

The banner of the emperor was held high in the sky by the flag-holder Ludwig, three hundred Rick guards, more than one hundred half-griffin knights, and hundreds of imperial knights gradually emerged from the mountain road of Mount Doom.

The morale of the imperial army was shaken, and the soldiers shouted in disbelief.

"Your Majesty is down! Your Majesty has not abandoned us!"

"Your Majesty's knights are here to rescue us!"

"For Karl Franz!"

Kasfann let out an unbelievable roar: "Impossible, Karl Franz couldn't have completed the detour of the mountain road in an hour and a half, impossible, this is impossible!"

On the mountain road of Mount Doom, Emperor Karl Franz held the warhammer Gael Malaz. He watched the battle on the plain below Mount Doom, and after confirming that the imperial team was still persevering, the emperor nodded: "Umberto chooses The emperors are fighting alone, they have persisted until now, creating opportunities for us, and now, it is our turn to support them."

"Your Majesty, please allow me to open the way for you, and the rest is up to you." The great alchemist Baiershaze-Gelt appeared from behind the emperor on the Pegasus "Quicksilver".

It was this great alchemist who, through his golden wind spell, turned the countless trails that could only accommodate one person on the mountain road into two horses running side by side, which saved the knights an amazing amount of time.

"It's hard work, Geert, do what you need to do, and then leave the rest to us." The emperor nodded slowly.

So the Great Alchemist began to cast a spell that required so much energy that even knights who knew nothing about magic could feel the shrill tearing sound and the visible wind of golden magic.

"Qianmen Great Spell! The ultimate alchemy!" After the five-minute long casting process, the great alchemist Geert held up the golden staff, and thousands of silk threads made of mana turned into countless energies of the great spell. Woven, guided, golden light spreads across the sky, sky rainbows are twisted and remelted by the power of the Great Alchemist.

A rainbow bridge of golden winds emerged from the mountain road, and it erected a sky bridge leading directly to where the battlefield was.

Karl Franz jumped on a griffin and landed on the dazzling Rainbow Bridge.

The Emperor raised his hammer, and in the morning sun, among the mountains of the Grey Mountains, above the light curtain of the Rainbow Bridge, with all his strength and anticipation, the battle cry was loud and the mountains resounded.

"For the Empire! For Charlemagne! For the glory!!!"

"For glory! For the empire!"

After speaking, the emperor rode on the claw of death, the griffin wings flapped, flew over the rainbow bridge, and rushed towards the battlefield. Behind him, there were a thousand elite knights in full gear. All powerful enemies will fail before them.

He firmly believed.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty has crossed the rainbow!"

"Follow Your Majesty!"

"Forward! Imperial Knights!"

"For Charlemagne, for the Empire!"

Thousands of knights followed Karl Franz to the Rainbow Bridge without hesitation. They rolled towards the battlefield full of courage, faith and determination to win.

The thousand infantry regiments who were trying to resist the emperor and his knights were already terrified when they saw the imperial knights coming across the sky. They threw away their weapons and fled in screams.

Before Kasfann's army even had time to get ready, Karl Franz led the knights like a giant battering ram, smashing into the Brittany army formation from the side.

The hammer fell, the great shield burst, the waves rolled, the Rick Guards smashed everything, the half-griffin knights rode mighty monsters to shred their enemies, pierced any resistance with their halberds, the imperial knights followed the emperor The charge, the tide of attack coming from the flank completely destroyed the chances of the Breton army's victory.

"It's time to fight back! Knights of the Golden Fleece! Charge with me!" Elector Umberto finally waited for the opportunity he wanted. wave of counterattacks.

"This is a perfect side charge, the outcome is already divided." Ryan stood on the city wall and said softly.

Francois nodded silently.

Enemies on both sides and invincible for a long time, Kath Vann's army finally collapsed.

"The lady's asylum has been lost!"

"Help!!"

"We need reinforcements! We need reinforcements!"

"Ma'am! Please give us strength!"

The serf infantry regiment was quickly defeated from the right flank, which was attacked by the emperor, and the rout spread to the center and left flank at an extremely fast speed. No matter how the knights tried to save the defeat, they were powerless. With the large-scale rout of the serf infantry regiment and soldiers, The ranger knights, too, began to be swept by the wave of rout, and they prayed loudly to the fairy of the lake, asking her to grant them courage and strength.

However, their goddess never favors the losers. Only the pious and strong-willed powerful knights can get a glimpse of her. The ranger knights who have been shaken and collapsed are naturally not eligible to be favored by the goddess.

By the time it hit 9:30 in the morning, Brittany had fallen into a complete disadvantage.

At that time, the army was completely collapsed, and only a small number of kingdom knights were protecting the Duke of Palaon, Kasfann, and the deputy Count Carnell shouted: "Duke! The war is lost! You run away, we will cover you!"

"Damn it! Just give me one more hour, just one hour, and I will definitely be able to defeat the Umberto Elector and the Imperial Army!" Kasfann shouted unwillingly.

It was almost as though the first two formations of the imperial formation had already collapsed, and only the third formation, led by the Elector Umberto himself, was still holding on. If the steam tanks had not entered the battlefield during the long movement, Casvain and his knights will triumph.

Even after the steam tanks entered the battlefield, Kasfann still relied on the superiority of the number of knights to overwhelm the empire. As long as Karl Franz failed to lead the imperial knights to return in time, he could still defeat the imperial army.

But that's what happened, and now, his army is rout!

The army was defeated like a mountain. Kasfann knew that he could not be willful now, and he had to retreat: "Okay! Pass my order, the army will retreat along the mountain road! Let the sergeants and the ranger knights come to the rear! It is impossible to continue the combatants and allow them to surrender!"

"Yes!" The situation has been rotten to the point of no return. The army of 15,000 people can still obey the command of less than 2,000 people. The knights and knights are fleeing in all directions. The team launched a proud counterattack, Karl Franz was leading his Rick Guards and half-griffon knights to sweep the Quartet ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The emperor's bravery really surprised Kath Vann, because Compared with the knight king of Brittany, the emperor of the empire is often better politically, but inferior in personal bravery and military ability.

Emperors change every twenty to fifty years, and what about Britannia? Richard was the ninth king of knights.

Kath Vann still had his back, he had dispatched two infantry battalions and fifty knights to occupy the retreating road in advance, and there was still an army on the mountain road of Doomsday that could support them to retreat.

The imperial troops are busy taking prisoners, especially ordinary imperial soldiers. The ransom of a knight can be worth their annual salary. The large group of routed soldiers and the knights on the run help Kathvann and his soldiers. A few kingdom knights took cover, and Kathvann led the knights to retreat along the path of Mount Doom.

The Duke dared not let the Pegasus fly, apparently his Pegasus would not be a match for Deathclaw.

"Your Majesty! Cass Vann is escaping! We can't let him go!" Imperial General Curt Heilberg noticed that Cas Vann wanted to escape.

"Rick Guard, come with me!" Karl Franz's body was splattered with human blood. The emperor was not so excited about the victory. The victory of the human civil war was not something to show off. The emperor just said calmly: "He can't run far, and I have already arranged the manpower."

"Manpower? Do we have other reinforcements?" Heilberg asked suspiciously: "All the troops we brought from Brunswick are here."

"Yes." Karl Franz said calmly: "They will help us stop Kasfann."

"Can I take the liberty to ask? My Majesty, they? Who are they?"

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