Chapter 1085

The Duke of Byrne has arrived in Western Saxony, the direct leader of the imperial capital?!

The words echoing in the hall were like directly igniting a whole barrel of kindling agent, and the noise was on the dust.

"What's the matter? Who gave him the power to lead the troops to appear in the imperial capital without authorization?!"

"Why did Duke Byrne come back, not his majesty Connaught?!"

"The battle of duanjieshan fortress is over. Why did your majesty not return?"

"This matter needs to be investigated. He must not be allowed to enter the capital gate until his Majesty's royal order is confirmed!"

The great noise of Ukraine echoed in the hall, and every imperial aristocrat couldn't wait to spit, as if only in this way could they reflect the value and significance of their existence.

In the face of the noisy noise in his ears, guy angert, the count of Rock Castle, just sneered, with an undisguised contempt on his face - the count of Rock Castle, who didn't even like Bain's round table, despised the imperial Parliament.

The Archduke of El Mans, Yuli weltz, was very solemn and respectful; But the sword around his waist and the armor under his cloak proved that his respect was more aimed at the royal family than the imperial Parliament.

"Archduke Yuli vilz, you just said you had received news about the Duke of Loren Turin..."

As the seal minister, mettner didn't care much about their attitude. He was more concerned about the results of the current war in the north of the Empire: "so there have been messengers who have crossed the battlefield and arrived in the imperial capital, haven't they?"

"A demon hunter under Duke Byrne."

The Duke of ellemans, who nodded slightly, also looked at the count of the mountain castle on his side and continued to say in a deep voice after getting the other party's nod and acquiescence:

"He crossed the Azores blockade by land and water at night and directly entered the imperial capital - in fact, he sneaked directly into my barracks and told me this information."

"Duke Loren Turin and his 1500 elite Knights have landed from the lower reaches of the gem river not far from the imperial capital, but they are blocked by the siege of the Azores."

"The demon hunter who came to send information told me that Duke Bain didn't need us to send troops to help him, but the goal of 1500 Knights was too big. Forcibly breaking through the enemy's blockade was bound to cause a chain reaction - so I hope to get our help. At the same time, the most important thing is to respond in time."

As you know, the enemy surrounding the imperial capital is the little prince of the Azores, rodriya Azores; in all his battles with him, only Duke Byrne has surpassed him and knows what the weakness of the enemy is

"On the contrary, our enemy must know very well; once he knows that Duke Byrne is alone outside the city at this time, he will be desperate to encircle and suppress him; once he succeeds, it will be an irreparable loss!"

"I see."

Mettner nodded solemnly: "I will report this matter to Her Highness phillanai, the long princess, as soon as possible, and ask her to ask herself - is the demon hunter messenger still in the imperial city now?"

"Yes, he hasn't left yet."

"Then please take me to see him at once." mettner said without hesitation: "I have many things to ask the messenger for information about the battle of the broken boundary mountain!"

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While the nobles in the capital Golovin were still arguing for their respective interests, Loren Turin, who finally landed on the land of West Saxony, immediately found a somewhat bad problem.

He originally thought that the Azores elf prince, who forcibly broke through the eboden line, almost lost his army and lost all his logistical supplies, would immediately launch a siege in order to win time, so as to capture the capital Golovin in the shortest time.

At least... We should also make some gestures, which pose a very significant threat to the security of the imperial capital.

In the past few years, Loren has encountered a similar situation more than once, and even did it himself several times; The battle of Qianzhang City, the battle of silver helmet mountain, the battle of cloud peak... The more logistics is insufficient and the war situation is unfavorable, the more it is necessary to create a sense of crisis for the defenders, so as to create fighters.

But the elf Prince did not seem to choose to do so, or even did the opposite.

He began to disperse the army and gradually controlled the manors, outposts, villages and towns and fortresses in Western Saxony. The general situation is very similar to that near melting pot town.

All the "occupied areas" controlled by them are almost indiscriminate burning, killing and plundering - sweeping the countryside, burning fields, cutting down orchards, destroying workshops, robbing warehouses... Any imperial people who dare to stay within their control have only one end: death.

Thirty thousand Azores Elven pioneers, as well as the subsequent unorganized Elven warriors, are gradually encroaching on the direct subordinates of the imperial capital occupying West sakran and turning it into their territory.

It can be seen from all these deeds that Prince rodriya Azor and his Samurai officers are not in a hurry to attack the capital Golovin, let alone face to face with the 80000 Bain legions and other defenders in the city.

This is good news for the garrison, because the enemy's forces are so scattered that they can even control the whole imperial city defense with insufficient forces at hand, and even have spare power to drive away the enemies close to the imperial defense circle.

But for Lauren, the situation is a little bad.

Although the total strength of the enemy and ours is nearly 150000 and may even approach 200000, this is not enough for a metropolis with a population of one million.

Because neither offensive nor defensive sides are fools, it is impossible to spread their troops on all the walls, and there must be a main direction of attack; Then there must be a large blank area in the battlefield, which can let Loren calmly avoid the enemy's sight and enter the city.

Now the elf Prince's approach is to give up besieging the city and blockade the surrounding areas instead; Any army that wants to enter the imperial capital area is bound to be noticed by him.

Fortress, manor, sentry tower... These are his "points". The elf warriors patrolling around here are his blockade "lines". The range radiated by "points" and "lines" is his control area.

If you want to pass through this area safely, you must pull out at least one stronghold and wipe out the troops patrolling around - if only yourself, Loren can find a way to sneak through.

But now he has 1500 knights, tax collector Joad Jr. and Bishop Byrne Weber, so he must change his original plan, or

A new "stealth" way.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Before listening to Loren's "new plan", little Joad shook his head in horror: "I don't know if others can do it. Anyway, I can't do it!"

"You haven't tried yet. How do you know it won't work?" Lauren smiled as the spring breeze brushed his face. "Don't trust yourself so much, you can."

"This is different from what was agreed at the beginning!"

"Oh, the plan can't keep up with the change; how do I know that the Azores opposite didn't attack the city, but blocked the surrounding area?" Loren still "earnestly induced": "there are some risks, but I promise you it's definitely not as dangerous as it seems."

"Don't think about it! If so, I'd rather turn back now!" little Joad was about to cry.

"The ship has been sent by me to the lower reaches of the gem River to meet the fledgling Flemish Legion. Are you going to cross the mountains and go back to the red blood castle alone?"

"Are you, are you the devil?"

Anyway, no matter how Loren tried to persuade him, little Joad, who was afraid of death and cherished his life, always resisted the "sneaking" and said that there was absolutely no room for negotiation.

Most importantly, the young president of the United Chamber of Commerce and tax official Bain knows his style of serving his master very well - he was particularly impressed by the fact that he had witnessed how Lauren killed all the soldiers on the warship in one night.

So this time, in his opinion, Loren's so-called "sneaking" may also be "just kill all the enemies who see me, even sneaking".

"If you can, I don't think you should."

When Loren and little Joad were deadlocked, little priest Weber suddenly interrupted.

"Loren, you said we are here to save the imperial capital - for a besieged city, the most important thing should be confidence, a confidence to make them believe that they can win and repel the enemy."

Ignoring little Joad's surprised eyes, Weber said loudly, "because of this, we should not sneak into the city as if we were afraid of being found by the enemy; on the contrary, we should make a big fuss, even go to war and break through the enemy's encirclement."

"In this way, it will greatly boost the morale of the imperial Garrison and its determination to win - for Loren, you can also show your attitude and position through such a frontal battle."

"You are the Lord of Byrne, the commander of the knight's hometown, the winner of the battle of blood skeleton Valley and the Savior of the imperial capital - you are a flag, a flag comparable to that of the black Duke."

"Therefore, you must face all incoming enemies, meet all challenges and defeat all enemies in front of you; the more you meet on a narrow road, the more you must fight with a gun."

"It's not about interests, but your identity!"

The little priest made an impassioned speech and said that Loren and the people around him were stunned.

Weber, who realized that he had suddenly become the focus of attention, took a slightly cramped step back - even as bishop Byrne, he was not very good at dealing with so many eyes.

Thinking for a moment, the dark haired wizard realized that Weber had a good point.

If you don't fight a battle and quietly enter the imperial capital, it's hard to get the attention of the sky palace immediately; Because the purpose of his trip is not only to win the imperial capital offensive and defensive war, but also to help Brandon establish authority.

From this point of view, I really have to fight with the Azores, and the greater the momentum, the better!

"Duke, aren't you really thinking about breaking through from the front?" said regrell, count of white horse peak, with a slight frown and some worry.

"No?"

"This..." regrell was very embarrassed: "I'm not saying it's absolutely impossible, but it's bound to expose our target. Once the enemy knows it's you, he will do everything to encircle and suppress."

"If we can get assistance from the imperial capital, we may really make a beautiful breakthrough and even change the situation of the whole battlefield; but if the assistance from the imperial capital is not timely, or the enemy sees through our purpose..."

"Are you worried about the disadvantageous cooperation of the count of mountain rock castle?"

"I'm worried that the nobles in the imperial capital won't release people at all, or block the city gate when we get to the city!" regrell shook his head:

"The death of the black Duke is enough to prove that the East saxorians may still have a bit of ancient style, but the nobles in West Saxony are all a bunch of wine bags - it's extravagant to want them to take some risks for your safety and the survival of the Empire!"

For this kind of mutual contempt between regions, Loren had no intention of persuasion: "so... We must make a big enough noise to make them think that sending troops is absolutely beneficial to their safety and interests!"

"You mean..."

"What if we didn't get intercepted by the enemy, or after being intercepted, we won one victory after another, and even spread the news of the victory to the imperial capital?" the black haired wizard raised his mouth bit by bit:

"Let Byrne people win one victory after another outside the imperial city and spread it everywhere. Will it make these imperial nobles lose face?"

After hesitating for a while, regrell immediately understood Lauren's idea: "bluff?"

"I prefer to call it 'rational' use of victory."

Loren shrugged: "according to the news, the Azores are slaughtering and encircling all the imperial people in West sakran on a large scale. If we can save them, arm them and let them send the news of our continuous victory to the capital Golovin, then..."

"Well, the faces of those imperial nobles will be very wonderful."

Regrell's face showed a clear look, with a cold bad smile: "the Holy Cross is on, and I can't help looking at their ugly faces - what are you going to do?"

"Take three steps, and then see the reaction of the imperial capital." Loren, who knew the general plan, just looked at the stronghold occupied by the Azores not far away:

"First of all, of course, we have to find a way to capture a stronghold and make some noise;"

"Then... The whole west Saxony war zone will be in a mess and out of control," regrell said, "in the end, either the elves have to retreat temporarily, or they have to siege us with all their strength, and the imperial capital side..."

"The imperial capital side will take the opportunity to send troops. If you are lucky enough, you can cut off the back path of rodria Azor in golovun and make a reverse siege within the siege." Loren nodded:

"And I've always been lucky enough."