Proof of the Sun King

When Kath Vann led the remaining knights and a small number of knights to retreat to the mountain pass of Mount Doom, what awaited them was not the support of the remaining army.

The gates to the camp were closed, and the sentry was empty.

"What's the matter?! Where's the Didier? Open the door!"

Heavy horns echoed in the mountains.

"duo~duo~"

There was the sound of the army marching on the mountain road, and the sound of small steps sounded from the other end of Doom Mountain.

"Dong dong dong~" The sound of uniform steps suppressed the calls of Kasvann and others, and at the end of the line of sight, on the other side of the mountain, an army appeared.

The first thing to appear are the dense spears and battle axes, as well as the wings on the helmet, until after the team has advanced for a certain period of time, short and stout voices appear from the mountain road.

"Go forward! Descendants of Granny!"

"Hey haha~!"

"Draw your weapon!"

"what!"

A dwarf army of about a thousand appeared from the other end of the mountain. They held shields and battle axes, or held long spears, and completely blocked the path of Cass Vann's retreat. The black muzzle pointed at Cas Vann. Waiting for someone: "Passing is not allowed here!"

"Damn it! It's the reinforcements of Karak-Breeze Castle!" Kasfann looked back, and Emperor Karl-Franz led the Rick guards to block their way back.

They were surrounded.

"His Excellency Kasfann, welcome to the empire's territory, I have arranged a place for you in Brunswick." The emperor, surrounded by the Rick guards, slowly approached the remnants of Kasfann: "You There is nowhere to run, lay down your arms, I, Karl Franz, Emperor of the Reich, are willing to promise you preferential treatment of the prisoners and healing of the wounded."

"Even if it was a war between humans, you finally won me by relying on the power of the dwarves, Karl Franz!" Kasfann knew that the situation was over, and he said sarcastically: "You can be considered a dignified victory. ?"

"This is of course a dignified victory, Kasvann, when you declare war on the empire, you automatically declare war on the dwarves." Karl Franz's face was calm: "As of now, you will shirk the responsibility of failure. To someone else?"

"..." Kasvann sighed in the sky: "Yes, I should have thought of it long ago, the sacred covenant between the Supreme King of Dwarves and the Empire... The dwarves will definitely be on your side."

"Damn bastard! Immediately dismount and pay your respects to the great emperor!" Rick's guard shouted unbearably, Karl Franz stretched out his hand to signal him to shut up, the emperor remained calm: " So, Lord Kasvann, what do you think of my proposal?"

The Duke of Palaon dismounted, took off his gauntlet, and handed his blood-stained glove to Karl Franz.

The Emperor stretched out his hand to take the glove of Cass Vann, until at this moment, the Duke of Palaon finally sat on the ground: "I lost, in the name of the lady, I am Cass Vann de Palaon, in Here... surrender to the Emperor Karl Franz!"

At 10:30 in the morning, the Emperor of the Empire, Prince Rick, the Grand Duke of Brunswick, the heirs of all the sacred heritage of Charlemagne from the sea to the mountains patrolled the battlefield on horses. .

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After the war, the small plain in front of Helmgart was full of corpses and wounded. The army doctors of the Empire and the priests of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy worked hard to rescue the wounded on the battlefield. At the same time, groups of Breton prisoners sat directly on the battlefield. On the ground, he was guarded by the imperial army and also received help.

In this war, the imperial army killed more than 400 people and injured more than 800 people. The Britannian army killed more than 900 people, including more than 100 knights, and injured more than 600 people.

Human civil war is like this. Everyone fights very hotly, but in fact, they are all measured. Generally, wounded soldiers will not be attacked again as long as they sit down to indicate that they are injured. After the knights fall from their horses, as long as they do not fall to death on the spot, most of them can survive.

On the city wall of Helmgart, Ryan looked at the battlefield that was still smoking black and sighed secretly.

The world he traversed is very special, and many of the technologies that the traversers are proud of are actually useless here.

Guns and cannons, steam-driven technology, and improved grains are the technologies that humans and dwarves in this world have.

When Ryan first crossed, he wondered if movable type printing could be useful in this world, but he immediately discovered that movable type printing was invented long before the Great Holy War.

However, this technology could not be promoted at all, because this technology itself was corrupted by chaos. The first batch of printed books produced were very beautiful, but almost all the readers became believers of Tzeentch. Finally, this type of movable type The art of printing can only be controlled by the church, and only with the blessing of the gods can printed books not be corrupted.

Funny, but real.

In the same way, many technical humans are not without mastery, but they cannot be promoted at all. The technology of forging plate armor and large-scale siege weapons is destined to be mastered by only a small number of people, because once mass-produced, greenskin and chaos believers will be more than humans. Quickly master this technique.

Moreover, the power of artillery and muskets is actually limited. At least Ryan can conclude that even if the heavy cannon of the empire hits him, he will hardly be injured. In this world, there are many people who can face cannons. For one, firearms are not invincible.

Brittany did not have the financial resources to build steam tanks in batches like the Empire, but after seeing the high technology of the Empire, Ryan made up his mind that his army should also be equipped with enough firearms, and at the same time speed up the construction of musket battalions and artillery units.

At the same time, he is very envious of the steam tank. The steam tank is one of the big killers at the bottom of the imperial pressure tank. Before the Great Holy War, it was jointly built by the famous Southern Kingdom Engineering Master and the Dwarf Engineers Association. The prototype steam There are a total of twelve tanks, each with a different internal structure.

Now, there are still eight vehicles left in the empire, all of which are under the control of the emperor. In addition, engineers from the Noor School of Guns and the Royal Academy of Engineering in Brunswick have also worked hard to imitate some steam tanks. Of course, these The knockoff was not as invincible as the original steam tank, but it was still a formidable war machine.

The secret of making steam tanks is kept strictly in the Ludwig Temple of the Noor Gun Academy.

"Compared to the empire, we have fallen behind in many places." Francois and Lane walked down the city wall. The cheers of the electors on the city wall and the roar of the imperial team made the duke and earl feel a little harsh. , Francois sighed and said: "Since the Dole Tower incident, Britannia has hardly made any progress in technology in the past three hundred years. The knights and nobles believe that the Holy Grail is everything, but the empire has already completed the musket. Equipment and innovations in countless war machines, His Majesty Ludwig vigorously promoted firearms to make the Empire's army more powerful, but we are still relying on trebuchets and serf archers. Yes, our knights still have obvious combat effectiveness compared to imperial knights advantage, but…”

"But the war is not just for knights." Ryan also sighed in a low voice.

"Yes, war can never rely solely on knights. We Holy Grail Knights will not be afraid of those cannons and steam tanks, but Holy Grail Knights are very few." Francois nodded.

Two people stepped into the battlefield. The imperial army was cleaning the battlefield and settling the prisoners. There were serfs and knights who surrendered and captured. Seeing the two Holy Grail knights entering the battlefield, many knights were ashamed. And pray for forgiveness.

Kasswain was a loser in this battle, using the prestige he had accumulated over the decades to achieve Karl Franz's World War I fame.

Surrounded by hundreds of imperial knights, Karl Franz was patrolling the battlefield. The emperor was riding on a sturdy half-blooded elf warhorse. Seeing the appearance of Ryan and Francois, the emperor smiled: "Good morning, Your Excellency Francois, Your Excellency Lane."

"Good morning, Your Majesty Franz, I hope you treat the prisoners kindly and don't insult them." Ryan sighed slightly, and he said calmly.

"Oh! Of course, I promised." The emperor was stunned for a moment, and he nodded immediately: "Please understand, our empire does not want to fight this war, we are active defense."

"Heh." Ryan was a little sarcastic and a little self-deprecating. Karl Franz had carefully designed a trap to let Kasvann drill into it, and then win the victory after occupying a righteous position. This war made the emperor Do your best to win people's hearts, but also to make enough political capital.

Compared with Richard, who is more than 100 years old, Karl Franz, the emperor in his thirties, has been perfectly reflected.

"Let go of me!" A beautiful prophet of the lake **** was **** by several imperial soldiers, her hands were tied behind her back, and then she was held in front of the emperor: "My majesty, we have caught a lake **** prophet!"

"Lady curse you!" The prophet of the lake **** was **** with ropes. Many imperial soldiers took the opportunity to stretch out their hands to wipe oil on her body. The beautiful prophetess twisted her body and tried her best to avoid it. She roared angrily: "Imperial chops!"

"Let go of her." Ryan said to Karl Franz, "The Prophet of the Lake God enjoys protection."

"The Prophet of the Lake God enjoys asylum, but you need to pay enough ransom." Umberto Corleone, the elector of Tuscany, respected Lane and Francois, and the elector himself did not leave a drop of blood after a fierce battle , his gorgeous plate armor and high helmet feathers are still bright: "The ransom price for a prophet of the lake **** is five hundred gold marks. For the sake of the two of them, three hundred gold marks is a buy-in price."

"Lady curse you! Get your dirty hands off my body!" The Prophet of the Lake God looked about thirty years old, with mature and beautiful features. Most Prophet of the Lake God maintained their youthful beauty all their lives, and only waited until the last few years. It will age rapidly, and then wither in front of the shrine of the fairy in the lake or in the holy place, and become one with nature.

"Forget it, the Lady of the Lake God Prophet is free." Karl Franz didn't want to entangle with this matter any more. He also wanted to give Ryan a face. Ryan's strength was what he saw with his own eyes. In fact, The victory of the empire this time is very thrilling. If the Holy Grail Knight leads the team, the outcome may be completely different. Perhaps the Elector Umberto cannot insist on arriving by himself. The steel plate of the steam tank is difficult for the Ranger Knights and Kingdom Knights to break through. Defense, but there are many Holy Grail Knights who can tear steel plates by hand.

The emperor knew very well that although the empire was powerful, there was a fatal problem.

There is a lack of high-end combat power of an established group.

As the most powerful country in the old world, the empire has many legendary powerhouses, but the empire's highest-end combat power is very scattered.

Each of the Holy Grail Knights is a living saint with strong strength, firm belief, and commendable loyalty. The Holy Grail Knights of the same rank are much stronger than ordinary people. As long as the fairy of the lake or the witch of the lake **** gives an order, the Holy Grail Knights can be dispatched collectively. , fight for the goddess.

Karl Franz, as the emperor of the empire, couldn't do it. The high-end combat power of the empire was very scattered and had their own concerns. It was very difficult to unify them. Heilberg was already the best swordsman among Rick's guards. But he is not even an opponent of an ordinary Holy Grail Knight, and Rogge, the champion of the Griffin Legion, was knocked down by Ryan.

To fight against the darkness, the power of the Holy Grail Knight is very necessary.

Selling favors to Ryan and François here is good and harmless.

With a big wave of the emperor's hand, the Prophet of the Lake God was let go by the imperial soldiers. She glanced in disgust at the imperial people who had taken the opportunity to lay hands on her before, and hurriedly walked behind Lane and Francois.

The other knights were not so lucky and were taken away in droves, who would be held in prisons in Helmgart and Brunswick for ransom.

"Where's Kasvann?" Ryan asked.

"Kasfann? The ransom is 20,000 gold marks. When the ransom arrives, we will naturally release him." Imperial General Curt Heilberg said in a deep voice.

This is the amount of ransom calculated by the empire after discussing it for a long time. It can make a lot of money, and it will not let Kasfann fail to pay the money. The empire believes that with the accumulation of the Duchy of Palaon over thousands of years, It should not be impossible to get 20,000 gold marks, that is, 20,000 gold crowns.

"No~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm not talking about this, I just want to ask where is Lord Cass Vann now?" Ryan shook his head, he definitely wouldn't pay the money, he just wanted to talk to Cass about something Vann negotiated.

The Duke of Palaon is a conservative in his position, and he dislikes Ryan's close relationship with wood elves and dwarves, especially in the trade with wood elves, Cass Vann suffered a big loss.

At the same time, Kath Vann also took in dwarves to build weapons and houses for himself. However, the level of these dwarves was far from the level of rune craftsmen and dwarf engineers recruited by Ryan, because most of the dwarves he could take in were in Imperial dwarves who cannot survive the empire.

Therefore, the relationship between Kath Vann and Ryan is very poor, and it is almost impossible to establish an equal conversational relationship.

Now, here's your chance.

"This..." Curt Heilberg is hesitating, Ryan is powerful, in case...

"Take Your Excellency Ryan, Heilberg." Karl Franz agreed, "I promise."

"Yes!" Since it was the emperor's order, Heilberg didn't say more: "Lord Ryan, please come with me."

"it is good."

Ryan followed Heilberg to the army camp of the Empire. Here, he saw Kasvann, who was sluggish and imprisoned: "Hello, Your Excellency Kasfann."

"Ryan Machado?! It's you! Are you here to laugh at me?" Kath Vann was locked in the iron cage. He was not shackled or handcuffed, and he looked many years older. Seeing Ryan When he appeared, he angrily said to Ryan through the barred window: "You are not satisfied with watching my failure, and you want to take the opportunity to humiliate me?"

"No, I'm here to see you. I want to talk to you about something."

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