Proof of the Sun King

In July, Musillon was extremely hot. The scorching sun lit up the land. The strong wind blew through the city of Musillon, and the air was full of fiery breath. Under the high temperature, the troops stationed here also felt very, very happy. Frustrated, the wood elves retreated into the nearby forest to escape the heat, while the dwarves set up camps in the shade, drinking, bragging, and farting together shirtless, and gambling by the way.

As for the human camp, it was built not far from Mousillon Castle. The tents formed a magnificent landscape. The human soldiers were sweating profusely on duty, patrolling back and forth, and the knights gathered in twos and threes. , discussing the recent war and the dilemma of the war.

The tent that belongs to Ryan is naturally very spacious. The lake **** witch Morgiana speaks her mind. She led the lake **** prophets to make a larger and more luxurious tent for Ryan, and he has not received any money from Ryan. Now Ryan I live in a 5x7 tent.

The big tent is divided into an outer room and an inner room. With the help of Teresa, a floor-standing air conditioner powered by magic was installed. Ryan also thought 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 futile onslaught, the weather was hot and the army was exhausted. Ryan had to order a rest. He sent scouts to re-examine the terrain and landforms near Musilon, and temporarily stood still and waited for information.

In the inner room, the air conditioner was running cold air. Ryan leaned on the chair quite leisurely and tasted the iced orange juice. He let out a sigh of relief and sent the irritability of the current unfavorable situation out of his mind. He knew that it was useless to be anxious now. It is not advisable. At this time, there is nothing to gain except for losing the army in vain. In such a hot season, the soldiers are often prone to dehydration and fatigue after fighting for about three hours. This army has been fighting with Ryan for several months. Now, Ryan also feels that he can't be too reluctant.

"Huh~ I like this~" Veronica was wearing a white sand coral icing cirrus cloud low-cut skirt with hip wraps. Since there were no outsiders in the room, this dress was quite bold. The skirt was as short as twenty centimeters above the knees. A pair of long and delicate legs rarely wears stockings, a pair of beautiful feet with red nail polish dangling in front of Ryan's eyes, the sweet-looking Garland witch with a red face holds a cup in her hand Chilled plum juice, blowing the air conditioner, leaning on the lounge chair that can recline, enjoying a moment of leisure in the afternoon, Veronica's smart almond eyes turned left and right, and her black-brown shawl hair was as smooth as silk : "Dear, still can't think of a way?"

"No." Ryan leaned on the chair boredly, enjoying the cold air of the air conditioner: "This army has been tired from fighting for a long time, and now there is only Musillon, a tough bone left, and slowly Come on, the weather is too hot recently, let's rest for two days."

"Hmm~" Veronica drank the juice lazily, she stretched out her little foot and gently kicked Ryan: "My suggestion is to end this war as soon as possible, end the war as soon as possible, and recruit for spring ploughing. The influence of the large number of serfs will be lessened, our food reserves will also begin to decrease, and… Sister Suria is about to give birth, right? As a father, it is best for you to end the war before your child is born."

Lane 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 Mrs. Suria or Sister Suria. She knew very well that some things could be fought, and some things could be touched. No, smart witches always know how to avoid minefields, and from the perspective of these three suggestions, Veronica's summary is very concise and accurate. Whether as a lord, as a coach or as a husband, Ryan must conquer Mu Xi as soon as possible. Long Castle.

"Indeed, I had enough food in reserve before, but I couldn't stand these tens of thousands of people eating horses all day long." Ryan also knew the problem, he leaned on the chair and closed his eyes: "But there is no clue at the moment, Percy Lord Mond even suggested that several of the Holy Grail Knights should raid the city together, but this sounds unrealistic."

"Why?" Veronica asked curiously.

"Do you think that the Pegasus knights of the kingdom have not tried it for so many years?" Ryan shook his head helplessly: "The sky above Musilon is protected by undead magic, and if we want to land over the tens of meters high city wall, it is simply Become a few giant living targets, we can face the attack of undead magic, our mounts are not good, and Karad, Bethmond are riding pure-blooded elf warhorses, only I ride the griffin, François rides the pure Bloody horse."

One of the first twelve Holy Grail Knights, Agilgar, the first Duke of Palaon, died in battle on the Palaeon Peak more than 80 years after Arthur's death. He rode a Pegasus and a two-footed dragon. Fighting, he successfully killed the Wyvern, and the Wyvern seriously injured the Pegasus under his seat before dying. A first-generation Holy Grail Knight fell from a height of several kilometers and fell to his death.

The two chatted for a while, and Ryan could see that the witches enjoyed this afternoon time. Since the lake **** witch Morgiana stayed in Curona to treat Raun, the main caster of a series of battles to recover Musilon was Vero. Nika and Teresa's witches.

By the way, Orion, the king of the forest, also left, Olein left Alaros to continue commanding the army, and Hagen, Duke of Gisolayaux, and Borderick, Duke of Bordeaux, both left.

On the contrary, the Templar Alfred led a team of paladins and ascetic monks to support Ryan. Alfred said that I would also contribute to the recovery of Musilon and the elimination of the undead.

There was a sound outside the tent, and both Ryan and Veronica aimed their eyes at the door of the inner room.

"Wow! The two of you are drinking juice and chatting leisurely here, and I'm going to run back and forth to install air conditioners for them." The sorceress's tall figure appeared from the inner door. As soon as she saw Ryan and Veronica full of She felt very uncomfortable chatting leisurely and tasting cold drinks, Teresa put her 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 sorceress was wearing a white patterned slim-fit forged shirt and black tight trousers today. She had the temperament of a strong woman. She reached out and took the cup from Ryan's hand, drank the juice directly, and grew a Tone: "Hey, it's such a hot weather, I don't even want to move."

"Then I will allow you to rest until the evening." Ryan said with a smile: "This is the personal promise of Duke Musillon!"

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

"This is Musilon, Trovik~" Veronica teased: "The duke is right in front of you, you are so arrogant on the duke's land, be careful to be punished, even if you are Lane's female courtier, You will also be severely 'punished'!"

"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, the sorceress quickly retorted: "This has nothing to do with you. It doesn't matter, Veronica!"

"Oh~ Forget it, in this weather, I'm too lazy to argue with you." Veronica took a sip of the juice and said, "What news did our little princess bring 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 told all of what she had seen and heard: "Alaros took the rangers and wild forest rangers along Gresmore. Ruihe reconnaissance, they opened the roots of the oak tree of the era, and actually found a hidden underground river that leads directly under the city wall of Musilon, where the undead built the culvert."

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

"That's right, the underdrain." The sorceress was very proud of this harvest, and she said softly: "The water in the underdrain is very fast, and mortals are basically unable to pass through, but I have a suggestion, Ryan, I can pass through the frozen river to create Lingxun. , pour the culvert, and flood Musilon!"

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

"Ling Xun? Trovik is out of his mind." Veronica stood up immediately after hearing the news. She put on her high heels and paced the room. Witch Garland thought about it for five minutes and immediately said, "No, We shouldn't make Lingxun, we should let Trovik freeze the underground river to temporarily open the channel, and then transport the explosive powder I made into the underdrain!"

"Blast the city wall with gunpowder?" Ryan thought about it carefully, and he stood up: "So, Teresa, you have a good rest first, and in the evening, I will call everyone for a meeting to discuss what to do!"

"Okay." The sorceress was really tired, she wanted to close her eyes and rest for a while.

"Get up, Trovik." Who knew that Veronica came to the bed, and Witch Garland's face was a little red: "Get up!"

"What are you doing? Veronica?" asked the sorceress strangely.

"You're pressing my stuff!" Veronica motioned for Teresa to get up, and Witch Garland reached out and took out a pair of flesh-colored stockings from the bed, then sat down and slowly put them on: "Damn, these stockings are very expensive. Yes, I almost broke your seat."

"???" Teresa's face suddenly turned red: "You..."

"Hey, dear Teresa, have a good rest." Ryan patted the sorceress gently on the shoulder and kissed her on the mouth: "Let's have a meeting at night to discuss what to do."

"Um."

…………I am the dividing line to discuss what to do…………

That night, in the camp, all the Holy Grail Knights, including Ryan and others, his two female courtiers, the king of the Eight Peaks, Belgar-Hammer, the lord of Tasien Woodland, Araloth, and those who arrived with reinforcements. Templar Alfred gathered to discuss the new military situation.

"Thanks to Your Excellency Alaros and his rangers for their help, we have detected a culvert under the city walls of Musilon." Ryan sat in the middle, and he said in a deep voice: "Therefore, we now have two culverts for this culvert. a plan."

"First of all, Ms. Teresa Trovik can create a flood by freezing the upper reaches of the Grace Murray River. After the flood has squeezed enough river water, it can be poured into Mousillon City through the river, and the entire Castles are submerged in water."

"Is it the plan of flooding Mousillon?" Francois nodded, and the old man thought about it for a while, and decided not to express his position for the time being: "Then what about the second plan?"

"The second plan was proposed by Ms. Veronica Bernadotte. We can transport a large amount of gunpowder and inject it into the culvert to detonate it. Teresa will help us to open the channel by freezing the culvert. After accumulating 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!" Bethmond was the first to express his stance, and he said loudly: "Blow up the city wall! The knights rushed in! I don't believe what the undead can do!"

"Well." Ryan said he understood, and he turned his attention to Bellegar. Lord Bellegar was the best at sieging cities. He hoped to hear more of his opinions: "Brother Bellegar, what do you think?"

"Oh~" Bellegar reached out and stroked his white beard, he thought for a while, and then said: "Listen to me, Brother Ryan, flooding has the benefits of flooding, and bombing has the benefits of bombing, you listen to me Speak slowly."

"If a flood is created and Musilon is flooded, the advantage is that the entire city will be submerged in water. Over time, the undead army will be hit hard~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and we don't need to lose too many troops. The castle can be conquered. The disadvantage is that the flooding method takes a long time. We need to be prepared to besiege Musilon for a long time. The second is that the undead are not too afraid of flooding. Maybe we drowned. Most are civilians."

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

"The decision is yours, Brother Ryan." Bellegar finally made a conclusion.

Everyone fell into silence, and Ryan thought carefully about the pros and cons.

"I suggest using explosives." François spoke, and the old man shook his head: "It's not good for us to wait any longer, Ryan, let's make a quick fight, our food reserves have been greatly reduced, and if the water is flooded, we will be besieged for a long time. , I don’t know how long it will go on like this, the soldiers are tired from the long battle, so let’s solve the battle as soon as possible.”

"Well, and there are still a lot of living people in the castle." Ryan nodded, and he thought about it carefully and felt that Francois's words made sense: "The flooding time is too long, which is not in line with our goal of ending the war as soon as possible, and The food is getting less and less, and it can't be delayed any longer."

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

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

At this moment, a figure in full armor came out from the crowd. He was blond and blue-eyed, and his face was full of sunshine and enthusiasm.

"Duke Ryan, leave the matter of detonating the gunpowder to me!"