glorious fall

Demul's army suffered this major blow, and the soldiers who were still somewhat energetic after working hard were exhausted. This is exactly the effect Tanglas wanted to achieve. As for those criticisms, he now He won't care about it, and he won't care about it after his death.

His Majesty Beniz's wish has not been fulfilled in his whole life, Tangglass thought, he can fulfill it for him, so that the hatred of Beniz who was secretly killed by several members of the Cardinals can be fulfilled. Finished.

His Majesty Beniz snatched the leadership of the Crusaders from the hands of the cardinal, which aroused the anger of those people. After that, Beniz tried to change and wanted to distribute more benefits to the innocent civilians, so He was hated by the nobles. At the end of his life, he once said to Tang Glass who hurried back: "Since there is no way to reason, then we can only use force to create a brand new country and a brand new future."

At that time, Tang Glass was too sad, and this sentence became his obsession.

Just wait, Tang Glass sat at the desk in front of the window, watching the horror outside the window, thinking silently, the world will always tremble because of any decision I make.

......

Although Tanglas made people attack at night, he still gave Demul a two-day rest time with great tolerance. Of course, most of this was the result of Paro's persuasion.

"I don't think there is any respect for this kind of enemy," Tang Glass mocked, "Although his character makes people feel extremely firm, I don't think he is any different from Chester—— By the way," he turned his head to look at Paro and Colesi's younger brother Charlie, "After delivering the letter, what has Culotti said so far?"

Charlie's complexion can be called ugly, "Mr. Culotti doesn't really believe our words. Even though we promised him generous conditions and a worry-free future, he is still watching and wandering cautiously."

Tang Glass sneered, "It's really unlikable."

"Maybe Master Carter can go to persuade him." Paro suddenly said.

The two were silent for a while, and then Charlie exclaimed: "My lord, you really think too well!"

After that, Tang Glass immediately wrote to Carter, asking him to come to Monta Province as soon as possible to persuade Carter.

The date of the final decisive battle scheduled by the two parties was originally the day after tomorrow. Tang Glass sent someone to ask if Demul needed to change the time. It also made De Moore almost fainted with anger.

So the time for the decisive battle was "happily" ignored again, and it was still the day after tomorrow.

So His Majesty the Pope showed a smug smile again.

Of course, time passed quickly. By the time Demul realized that he could not fully recover his army strength, it was already the afternoon before the decisive battle. This made him anxiously walking around in the tent, but he couldn't think of a good way. Come.

In the end, he called in several trusted generals, and after discussing with them until evening, he made a very "difficult" decision-night attack.

Since the other party did not abide by the ancient battlefield etiquette, but did these despicable things from the very beginning, Archbishop Demul decided that he would also let the other party feel helpless and panicked!

......

Sandra had just sent a small team out of the main city, and he quickly turned back to deal with the educational affairs. Afterwards, he went to the Danzhuo Palace to see his poor child Boyaud—because he was so busy dealing with the educational affairs, he They could only pass by Danzhuo Palace in a hurry to have a look, and then hurriedly went to work.

The child put on a thick leather coat, and there were fluffy tiger leather gloves on his hands. This was made by Sirilard, who asked Jedana to help him. Because he was in the bedroom, he didn't wear a hat. The child's face was flushed. , Smiling so toothless pink gums are exposed.

Sandra sat beside him with a gentle face, and hugged him into her arms. The child was naturally very close to him, with her little hand on his arm, and she giggled loudly.

"My brave little man, you are amazing! You have learned to sit, and soon you will be standing up, walking, running, and riding a pony with your father, and will know more and more More stuff, will—”

His voice was a little choked up, "You are so cute, but it's a pity that your grandfather couldn't see you grow up."

Those days of ignorance and innocence, those days accompanied by his father, those difficult days, those days with a stable sky above his head——

"Father, why don't the stars fall down?"

"Because they hold hands and light up the sky."

"But are their hands that long? Moreover, their light is not very bright."

"..."

"Father, why don't you speak?"

"The stars are yawning and going to bed, and it's time for Sandra to go to bed too."

"Oh—hey, father, look, the stars have fallen, did they fall from a deep sleep?"

"...that's a shooting star!"

......

The child was still sitting quietly in his arms, and Sandra lovingly kissed him on the forehead, "Okay, good boy, it's time for you to eat something."

Sirirard, who was standing outside, heard it and immediately brought in the hot goat's milk in his hand.

Sandra watched Mr. Butler carefully feed Boyd the goat's milk that had removed the smell with a silver spoon, with an expression of infinite tenderness and love.

The child was drinking obediently, and sometimes the little hand accidentally hit the edge of the bowl, causing the goat milk to splash out carelessly, and the two adults were in a hurry. The scene was quite chaotic.

......

Now that the plan for the night attack has been drawn up, it is necessary to hurry up and make the best and most complete plan in the shortest possible time. This time, Demul didn't think about it alone. He still learned to listen to other people's opinions.

However, there are some things that are destined to disappoint people. For example, although De Moore called everyone together, what he got was a group of people who disagreed, and sometimes this quarrel was meaningless.

He thought, this is the reason why he is unwilling to hand over the power in his hands, but must keep it in his hands.

What a headache.

So in the end, Mr. Archbishop De Moore finally implemented his dictatorship - he affirmed the night attack, and then assigned the tasks, and divided them all in detail. He felt that he was going to collapse.

Even in his heart, a sense of powerlessness gradually emerged, and he felt that it was almost impossible to see the dawn of hope in his life.

It was completely dark, and there was no heat in winter. The little creatures unique to summer were playing various concerts enthusiastically and lively. The chilling wilderness was almost silent, only the west wind occasionally blew through the treetops, and the leaves in the forest occasionally sounded whispers. whisper.

After a brief gathering, each team headed towards the four directions under the leadership of their respective team leaders.

Demur was sitting in the tent. At this moment, he didn't feel nervous for a moment. Obviously, as a politician with huge ambitions, this is very unreasonable, but he felt very tired, and he couldn't help but want to fight. Doze off.

He realized that this was not good, so he stood up, and after a few laps in the tent, he suddenly opened the curtain of the tent and walked outside.

He couldn't see clearly in the night. Although his army had suffered a lot, it didn't mean that his army was a group of reckless men like the Northern Army. He had been extremely strict with the army for today's rise.

A team quietly sneaked under the city wall built by the Crusaders. However, they were not in a hurry to climb. Instead, they found a nearby hidden place to hide. Not long after, another team also quietly circled around from the other side. After coming over, the two teams did not communicate with each other, but they were relieved because there was no change. The second team aimed at the direction of the watchtower and started to climb from there. They were wearing bronze hooks. The rope is just suitable for grasping this kind of city wall built with mud and weeds.The first few people grabbed the copper hook and climbed up step by step. The sound made in this way was very small, which could minimize the vigilance of the other party. After the hook was secured, it also began to climb up quickly.

Because the load-bearing degree of the city wall built by the mud is not large, it didn't take long for the first people to climb up to a high observation platform, and when the other party was defenseless, they used the remaining hooks without ropes to catch the other party directly. Hooked throat and killed.By the time the patrolling soldiers felt wrong, more than half of the squad had already come up, and more than half of the watchtowers had been occupied by them, but the soldiers of the Crusaders were under the command of Paro, a foolish but never lenient general. They had been training for a long time, so they were not very panicked. They fought fiercely with each other, but at this time, the hidden squad followed this squad, trying to avoid confrontation with the Crusaders' defenders as much as possible. The task is to sneak down to the gate as quickly as possible and open the gate.

At the same time, the third team had already run under the city gate. Behind them, there were more dark shadows, moving rapidly.

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