Chapter 947

Imperial capital, heavenly palace.

After the night of the assassination, the palace is now heavily guarded - at least two Legion soldiers stand guard under almost every colonnade and in front of every door; As the main hall of the aristocratic Parliament and the former cabinet, there is at least one whole hundred people team guarding in shifts all the time.

It is completely different from the style of loose outside and tight inside in the period of Eckhardt II.

This made the nobles in the imperial capital very painful; Indeed, they chose the most "perfect" emperor themselves, but the emperor was too perfect and too hard-working. He was so hard-working that he almost did everything himself.

Tax increases for nobles, war donations, logistics supply road planning, the establishment of supply stations and warehouses in the Empire, the expropriation of local nobles' granaries, and negotiations with large chambers of Commerce... Emperor Conrad I was a natural Emperor just as the nobles expected at the beginning.

He seemed to be born to exercise the power of the emperor, and knew how to maximize the effect of these powers within the legal principle.

The "imperial parliament", a symbol of imperial authority, was changed from once a month to once a week. The former Imperial Cabinet discussed and discussed all the "new ideas" put forward by the emperor all the time.

Conrad I, as the "popular" emperor, followed the imperial code and allowed any former minister or nobleman to have different opinions with him and accept everyone's requests and suggestions.

Similarly, as an emperor, he also has the right to put forward "new" ideas when his decree is not passed and let the parliament continue to "discuss" - the meeting shall not be adjourned until the results are discussed!

Locked gates, fully armed guards... Even if nobles are bold enough to stand up to resist, they have to consider whether they can escape the sky palace where a whole Legion is stationed.

After three days of "Non Violence and non cooperation", looking at connord I, who was still energetic on the throne, the nobles tortured to severe fatigue and trance finally had to admit that his Majesty was stronger.

As for the coup... Conrad, who has the support of the fortress corps of duanjieshan, all the dukes and even the church, is not afraid of any rebellion.

For those aristocrats who were openly obedient but secretly rebellious, Emperor connord gave them two choices - either to go to jail and be beheaded, or he dissolved Parliament and reconstituted a "more loyal" government.

After one fifth of the nobles went to prison, one tenth of the nobles died suddenly in parliament, and one tenth of the nobles were beheaded, the remaining nobles finally understood what the "more loyal" Parliament looked like in the emperor's mouth:

The emperor is the parliament, the emperor is the Empire, and the will of the emperor is the will of the Empire... They should practice the will of the emperor - be the most diligent servant and the most loyal rubber stamp.

Under such "spiritual guidance", the imperial parliament became more efficient and violent than ever before - all nobles and bureaucrats were unscrupulously implementing the emperor's ideas.

Only the Holy Cross Church did nothing from beginning to end - except handing over the donations and gold and silver vessels of the congregation, it neither took to the streets to advocate for the emperor, nor stood up to resist openly. It was very quiet from beginning to end.

The silence smelled something strange to Conrad; But in the current situation, he has no spare time to interfere with the decisions and ideas of the church. He can only let it go on the premise that the other party maintains cooperation.

After gathering (searching) all the materials and funds in the imperial capital, hiring (forcibly recruiting) all tools and livestock, and establishing a supply line from the imperial capital to eboden, which is enough to support the extravagance of 200000 troops, the price of the imperial capital also soared to a point that even the nobility can't bear.

So konod also launched his next plan - to hire a large number of poor people in the imperial capital to form the so-called "golovon baggage army", which became the cornerstone of supply lines and army logistics.

He must also do so, otherwise, after searching so many materials, before the war begins, the imperial capital will be full of starvation and riots.

Only Golovin, a big city with a population of one million, could provide emperor connod with such a huge waste of materials and manpower.

"Connord, there's news from eboden."

A tone without any emotion sounded at the table of the Royal cabinet.

All the ministers here silently looked back and looked at the beautiful figure who had just entered the door and sat down in a "dignified manner" - there was only one person in the whole Empire who could appear unrestricted on such an important occasion and dare to call the emperor's name directly.

The eldest princess and the current leader of the night watchman, his highness fillonay de saleon.

"Loren Turin has suppressed eboden's rebellion, and the army of Azores has come to the city?" although it was a tone of inquiry, connord's expression was very positive.

If he can't even do that, it's not Duke Byrne.

"How many enemies?"

"There are more than 100000 warships in the whole army; it is said that there are also powerful alchemy catapults with a range of more than 500 steps."

After that, not to utter a single word, the royal highness of Princess Chang closed his eyes.

There was a slight movement and a desperate exclamation in front of the table of the Imperial Cabinet.

"100000... There are about 20000 or 30000 troops in Loren Turin's hands, most of them are mercenaries without fighting spirit, and the elite should be less than 10000." staring at the map on the table, Connor shook his head: "he can't hold it for too long."

"Metterne, how is our army going?"

"According to your will, we are still gathering and building stable supply stations and garrison camps - 20000 troops of duanjieshan fortress, and the Legion soldiers recruited by East saklan are also moving south one after another." the minister in charge of the seal said respectfully:

"It will take time to complete the assembly completely."

"It will take time..." Conrad suddenly sneered, "that is to say, you won't let the army assemble until Loren Turin is completely destroyed and the city is broken and people are killed?"

Metterne looked surprised: "your majesty! We never..."

"Well, I don't mean to blame." emperor Conrad waved his hand and stopped the seal minister and military minister who wanted to defend: "since the imperial army is too late, let the other Dukes fulfill their promises."

"Open the East Saxony border and let the Hussars of Boyi go to eboden... What about lottel's army?"

"It has been pulled out and is coming from the river valley." the military minister said in a deep voice: "a total of 8000 people, mainly light infantry, and one third of them are lottel's most elite Longbow army."

"Send a church messenger to lottel to urge the local church not to obstruct." Conrad ordered: "send another messenger to write a letter to red blood castle and tell them the details of eboden's war."

"I want to see what the loyal Knights of Byrne will do when they know that their Duke is trapped in eboden!"

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"Boom --!!"

The "pillar of light" thrown by the transmitter passed through the sky, and the dazzling fire burst over the wall of eboden, playing at the same time with the roaring horn.

After a night of mutual temptation, the real confrontation finally began.

Still maintaining the depth of the two wings, the trapezoidal array of ELF fleet began to approach the port, and the warships opened their sails through the rising tide and morning wind in the morning, just like groups of giants.

Almost every tower on eboden's wall has at least one Heavy Crossbow; In the gap between the towers, large catapults were placed in the rear - the only two heavy catapults in the city that can hit 500 steps were deployed in the circular fortress.

At the top of the tower, the expressionless black haired wizard still stood at the last place, overlooking the approaching spirit warship; Lucian, standing behind him, stared at Lauren's flat right hand, and his heart strings tightened to the limit.

Obviously, it's just an extremely small action, but it seems to be very heavy.

While the long oars were sticking out on both sides of the elf warship, the black haired wizard's right hand fell gently.

Lucian's pupils suddenly constricted and he burst out with excitement:

"Raise the flag!"

The Byrne Knights around were shocked and instinctively raised their battle flags - twenty Golden Lion flags on a black background, which appeared neatly on the top of the tower.

The next second, the curtain composed of steel chains suddenly tore open the sea, ending with the ring fortress at both ends and the ancient castle on the other side of the river, blocking the front of the eboden coast.

Although the sailors of the elf fleet noticed the abnormality at the first time when the battle flag appeared, they were still a step late... The bow of the first two warships hit the chain straight.

"Boom --!"

In the terrible noise, the planks on the waterline of the two warships were shattered!

In front of the warship, the straight and slender chain is like a horizontal long knife - after making bursts of "wailing", the completely deformed keel and bow post are finally broken in two.

The sound of broken decks, the sound of broken sails, panicked sailors, fallen warriors... The curtain composed of steel chains not only completely destroyed the two warships, but also the warships in the back row who had no time to go back were caught in a dilemma.

Almost at the same time, the circular fortress roared at the same time as all the stone catapults on the coastal front - the long rocker arm pulled the leather bag full of ammunition and fire tanks, and threw it out in the direction of the chain.

There is no need to aim at all, because two days ago, all the catapults and catapults were fixed with the aiming distance, all within 20 steps before and after the chain!

"Boom --!!"

The thunderous noise came one after another as the dark shadows rushed to the sea; Many tinned oil cans filled with hot oil and kindling agent broke in the air before falling, and golden red "rain" poured down.

Decks, sails, masts... The collapsed and sunken warships gradually turned the scattered flames into towering flames, and the whole sea was filled with golden red flames.

The Elven warriors who could not evacuate in time were almost blocked in groups in the cabin because they were too dense. Before they could escape, they had been swallowed up by flames, or gradually sank underwater with the warships

The Elven sailors who managed to escape were either roasted alive on the sea or turned into targets for catapults and catapults - of course, it was difficult to aim ammunition at a distance of nearly 500 steps; But the water waves blown by the stone ball are also enough to beat the dying elves back to the bottom of the sea.

Looking at the cruel scene like hell on earth, the soldiers on the wall have been collectively silent; But the baggage soldiers behind the city wall and tower could see nothing, and could only continue to fire according to the order given by the Duke and the officer until the order came or the ammunition was empty.

And Loren didn't mean to stop at all.

If you want to lure the enemy to attack the castle, you must hit the enemy hard now, so much so that he can no longer dare to attack eboden in this positive and hard way, so much so that they hurt their muscles and bones.

Two or three warships are far from breaking their muscles and bones.

"Let the projection troops on the rear line gradually slow down the attack and let the enemy's boats enter the port." Loren ordered: "all urban defense forces enter the fortification position immediately and get ready for defense."

"We will beat them hard under the wall!"

"Yes!"

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The crystal lens of the single telescope accurately presents the scene of a sea of fire in the distance and the Elven warriors struggling and wailing in the sea in front of the Elven little prince.

On the silent deck, the elf warrior door frowned, with a painful expression, a fierce face, or turning his head.

No one noticed the corner of the little prince's mouth inadvertently and quietly.

"Your Highness rodriya, do you want to order to withdraw... Gather the remnants and reorganize the army?" Alexandra, the chief adjutant of the court, was gently knocked on her lower leg by the sharp fairy girl Lori with a knife handle when she was going to say "retreat"

"If your highness needs it, I'd like to take the lead and seize the enemy chieftain's port for you!"

"Don't be so serious, Miss Alexandra. The enemy is just bluffing - the more they hinder us by this means, the more their army is vulnerable to Elven warriors."

The little prince smiled gently: "let the warship in front close up the remnants as soon as possible to make room; then put down the small boat and land for a strong attack."

"Oh, that's right! Tell the chief Eugen of the court and say... It's time for him to perform."

"Yes!"

Alexandra nodded vigorously, turned and looked at the deck: "would like to serve the death of his highness rodria, follow me!"

In the chaotic footsteps and neat response, nearly half of the warriors on the deck of the flagship were less.

Only the blindfolded fairy girl Lori, with a group of royal court warriors, still stood in place.

"Oh, the noisy guys have left. It's much quieter." the little prince, smiling with success, contentedly picked up the single telescope again, the transparent lens was re aligned with the direction of the tower, and the corner of his mouth recalled:

"The start... Is always full of surprises!"