The attack on the Holy City stopped at night, and Cohen Keda did not want to use up all the magic power of the magicians. Even so, the magicians on the rebel side were still exhausted.
The next morning, the magicians who had rested all night walked to the fighting position again, preparing for the second round of magic attacks on the Holy City.
Because of Bai Ying's insistence, His Majesty Cohen couldn't eat anything yesterday. His Majesty Cohen, who was in a hungry state, was a little angry and decided to let the rebels taste the exhaustion today.
The most fundamental reason is that the existing conditions cannot guarantee the success of the battle. In the battle plan formulated by His Majesty the Emperor, an important combat force has not yet arrived... Therefore, His Majesty the Emperor will have to go hungry for another day.
The combat meeting ended quickly. After arranging everything, His Majesty the Emperor sat on the top floor of the tower and held up the wine glass with a stern expression.
The horn sounded, and the deep sound spread throughout the countryside. The troops of the Al-Qaeda family came out of the camp one by one and arranged themselves in an attack formation. Standing on the city wall and looking down, they saw black flags everywhere.
At the forefront are the assault infantry, with each group of soldiers protecting a siege vehicle. They wear strict armor, carry a crossbow at their waist, and have a huge chopping sword slung on their backs. Each of them still holds a sword in both hands.
He wears a huge shield that is higher than his head. The shield has small holes near the eyes for observation.
If they are not directly hit by two hundred kilograms of flying rocks, this kind of equipment can ensure that they can rush to the city wall.
The second echelon is still the assault infantry. They hold a sword in one hand and a shield in the other. The shield is of course much smaller than the previous ones. They are equipped with a large number of carts and archers.
The third echelon at the back is the treasure that His Majesty Cohen personally pulled, and is known as the all-rounder in war - the Guards.
Because it is an army that protects His Majesty the Emperor, the Guards have the best equipment, and all soldiers and officers are proficient in cavalry and infantry combat. Mounted horses are cavalry, and dismounted horses are infantry. This is the minimum standard for every Guards soldier to join the army.
In fact, the current standard has been upgraded to "mount your horse and shoot your bow from left to right, dismount your horse and be able to attack and defend, be proficient in both long and short weapons, and are not afraid of wind, frost, snow and rain." The combat effectiveness is no longer comparable to that of the Demon Alliance Fighters.
Seeing that the opponents below the city were preparing to attack, the rebel officers on duty hurriedly sounded the alarm and summoned the guard troops to go to the city wall to strengthen defense. The defensive troops rushed to the platform along the wall, with hook and sickle spearmen in front, axemen in the middle, and archers.
In the rear, the rebels stood on a platform that was overcrowded.
The men who supervise the war team are wandering behind the city wall, and the officers are setting up defenses. They think they are ready for everything, but they are waiting for the soldiers of the Keda family to rush forward and die.
Not long after, the catapults of the Al Qaeda Army were launched again, and they began to attack the city wall according to the regular siege tactics. However, this time they used ordinary stones, and the rebels learned the lesson from yesterday, so the troops hid on the wall.
, so the degree of damage is not very large.
After a sustained attack for half an hour, the Al Qaeda army fired a burst of loud arrows. The commanding officers raised their sabers. The infantrymen at the front shouted in unison, raised their giant shields with both hands, and advanced towards the city wall step by step.
"Stand down - stand up! The enemy is coming!" The rebel officer hiding in the tower poked his head out of the back window and shouted to the soldiers on the wall. The supervising team also came to help, and various arms were driven away.
Go to the top of the wall.
Before they could take a stand, the Al Qaeda army's stone-throwing truck threw something again, but this time they threw the same frightening thing as yesterday - kerosene bullets!
Because it was a head-on battle, the number of rebels on the city wall was much larger than yesterday, and they were arranged more densely. The fragile shells of the stone bullets shattered at a touch, and the rebels had a lot of fun when the kerosene was spread like this... thick
Smoke spread everywhere, the air became very hot, and the city walls were in chaos.
The officers yelled, and the soldiers ran around holding their heads. Amidst the horrifying screams of others, the soldiers who had only a little fire on their bodies felt that they were about to be burned to death.
The second wave of catapult attacks extended the range, and stone bullets flew at the rebels who were preparing to replace themselves under the city wall. The blazing flames caused these poor people to run around in the streets regardless of military orders, and finally died at the hands of the supervising team.
However, the charging Al Qaeda troops stopped outside the range of the rebel bows and arrows, and then slowly retreated - this scene made the rebel commander on duty immediately vomit three buckets of blood.
"Fight back! They're retreating—fight back!"
A counterattack force of the rebels was forced out by the supervising team. After passing through the wall of fire at the city gate, they were hit by hundreds of stone bullets. They all turned into howling burning men, burned to charcoal, and then fell to the ground green.
cigarette.
"Okay, good job." His Majesty Cohen drank all the liquid in the wine glass and ordered the herald beside him: "Let the infantry in front put on heavy armor and run closer next time!"
It seems that His Majesty Cohen has a strong interest in abusing enemy troops and strives to perfect the methods of abuse. And his officers have always liked to follow His Majesty the Emperor's ideas and do what His Majesty Cohen says.
Digging tunnels for sneak attacks with bows and arrows, aerial sneak attacks by winged men, and repeated bombardments with catapults and giant ballistae wheels... none of the defensive tactics prepared by the rebels were used.
By noon, this farce had been staged three times in total. The rebels defending the city wall had suffered heavy casualties. When the defense was withdrawn, the surviving soldiers were tortured until they looked less like humans and ghosts.
They were dragging messy steps down the street, all of them were unkempt and dirty, their tattered military uniforms were full of charred holes, and some were still smoking... This image made the morale of other rebel troops once again
suffered a blow.
As soon as the defense was changed, a fierce magic attack came again.
On the other hand, the news about Bertina being captured to strengthen the city's defense magic circle was learned by Amaterasu. Although Amaterasu did not know who Bertina was, she was on the list of important people that His Majesty Cohen ordered to protect.
In desperation, Amaterasu met with Mafa urgently to find a way to save people.
Unexpectedly, after Mafa heard the news, she jumped up excitedly.
"Hurry up and get in touch with the commander. As soon as Aunt Bertina enters, the city defense magic circle will definitely be broken!" Mafa grabbed Amaterasu's hand with a smile on his face and said eagerly: "The commando we prepared will change the sneak attack to a response. I
Personally direct the contact with Bertina, agree on a time, and take action during the attack!"
"Who is this Bertina? She is so powerful?"
"I dare not say it. If you want to know, you have to ask the chief." Mafa chuckled: "Even the chief himself has to behave well when he sees Aunt Bertina, let alone us."
"Okay! Leave the outside contact to me, and you can handle the inside contact." Amaterasu stood up and said, "Young Master is different. Look at the rebels on the street. They all look like they have lost their souls."
"By the way, please tell the army's ears and eyes to keep their eyes open." Mafa approached Amaterasu and whispered: "This battle is special. The commander does not want to take prisoners."
Amaterasu looked at Mafa and nodded slightly.
An ugly-looking rogue intelligence agent crawled in the tunnel for a full hour before he emerged from the exit. He only had time to breathe a few breaths of fresh air and without even drinking water, he was taken to the tower to meet His Majesty Cohen.
.
"Emperor, emperor, emperor, emperor... His Majesty the Emperor, I, I, I, I... brought... intelligence, report, report!" Facing his idol, the Emperor, who is more noble than God, this gangster
The intelligence agent was so nervous that his whole body was trembling, and his usually smart tongue was involuntarily knotted: "I, I, I am, yes, yes..."
It didn't matter that he suddenly stuttered, but the officers were almost dying of anxiety, but in front of His Majesty the Emperor, no one dared to be presumptuous.
"Bring him some saliva." His Majesty Cohen smiled: "This guy is exhausted from climbing the tunnel. Sit down and rest first."
The rogue intelligence agent sat down on the floor and gasped for air. After drinking a bottle of water, he nodded gratefully: "Your Majesty, I can speak now."
Then he said what Amaterasu told him as quickly as he poured beans into the bamboo bucket.
His Majesty Cohen thought about it and suddenly asked: "How is the situation in the city?"
"It's chaos, it's too chaos." The rogue intelligence officer replied: "The rebels are in chaos. Many soldiers are robbing things, and even the shit supervising the team are robbing things. The common people's rags have increased to five
A set of silver coins and a copper plate can be exchanged for a machete..."
His Majesty Cohen nodded, his mind working rapidly, filtering the entire combat plan from beginning to end, and making modifications based on the latest intelligence.
"Go back immediately and tell Amaterasu." Cohen said a secret message: "When I use a huge continuous fireball to hit the magic barrier of the east gate, immediately destroy the defensive magic circle."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."
"Go for it!"
Watching the intelligence agent coming down the tower, Cohen looked back at Bai Ying, and a message was passed to Bai Ying's mind: "When will the elders arrive?"
Bai Ying looked at Cohen with calm eyes: "Tomorrow morning."
"Command the magician troops, don't be stingy with your magic power anymore, and fight as much as you want." After receiving a positive answer, His Majesty Cohen immediately ordered: "All units will cooperate fully to make the Holy Capital more chaotic!"
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
The herald hurriedly ran to the lower level to issue the order. His Majesty Cohen sighed secretly and touched his belly - although he was in a good mood, he still had to be hungry for a whole day.
The Holy Capital's city defense magic array was set up in a square not far from the altar, with a military camp built around it. All areas were tightly protected by the rebels.
The magicians who presided over the magic circle were divided into four classes, and they took turns to be on guard. Due to the violent magic attack by the Al Qaeda Army, the number of shifts had to be increased to six classes, otherwise the magicians would not have enough time to meditate.
When the rebel magicians were considering their magic power, Bertina hid most of her strength, which was a piece of cake for the saint of the majestic Magicians Guild.
As for the special magic of changing appearance, no one could see the flaw - she didn't expect that the disguise magic she had studied for Cohen, that little troublemaker, would actually come in handy for herself.
What's ridiculous is that the rebels also sent a magician to explain the knowledge of the magic circle to her. This was a painful torture for Bertina. She spent a lot of effort not to expose her flaws and make the other party believe that she was familiar with the magic circle.
A little knowledge.
Bertina and her two disciples were assigned to a shift. They had already taken one shift and learned the location in the magic circle. After the shift was over, they had to return to their room to rest under surveillance and were not allowed to step out of the room.
step.
The general liaison officer who received instructions from His Majesty Cohen tried his best and finally got the job of delivering meals to the magicians. In order to do this, Marfa spent three hundred gold coins to arrange himself as a candidate for the waiter.
position, and used special means to allow the previous handymen to "reasonably" leave their posts within a few hours.
The reason why he wanted to take action in person was because Bertina didn't know anyone else at all. As for Mafa, Bertina could be said to be half of his magic teacher. When instructing Cohen to use magic to change his appearance, Bertina would also
Teach Marfa magic knowledge.
"I am a genius." Later, the general liaison officer said of himself.
Mafa, who had regained his true self, carried the food box and delivered meals from room to room under the surveillance of the rebels. Finally, he met Bertina - it should be said that Bertina recognized him first.
"Is there any spiritual herb soup?" Bertina turned to ask the rebel officer: "The bread is hard to swallow."
Normally, any chef can make Spirit Herb Consommé, but Spirit Herb Consommé is the exclusive recipe of His Majesty Cohen’s mother, Katherine. It is impossible for people who have not lived in the Darkmoon Governor’s Mansion to know. The difference between one word and one word is
After confirming her identity, Mafa was ecstatic, but she still stood aside "cowardly", not daring to raise her head at all.
"The magician is asking you!" The accompanying rebel officer kicked Marfa: "Is there any?"
"Yes, we do." Mafa pretended to be cowed: "We also have multi-tailed fish soup."
The so-called multi-tailed fish refers to a very precious ornamental fish, commonly known as "Colorful Nine-tailed Fish". The Dark Moon Governor's Mansion once raised one.
Later, he was caught and eaten by someone, and then told his parents that "the fish was drowned." It became a joke. The multi-tailed fish is exactly what someone called this fish.
"Just prepare what the magician wants and deliver it later." After the officer finished scolding him, he still complained: "The magician is just squeamish."
A communication related to the course of the war was completed in a bowl of soup. If His Majesty Luman was present, he would definitely tear this young officer into pieces and feed them to the dogs.
After doing all this, people inside and outside the Holy Capital City began to wait. Although it only took less than a day, for the people headed by His Majesty Cohen, this day was so difficult.
At night, His Majesty Cohen summoned all senior officers to assign combat tasks.
The combat plan was on the table. Although many details were not disclosed, the officers did not ask further questions because they all believed in His Majesty Cohen that this seemingly crazy plan would definitely come true.
It's okay to say it's crazy, because His Majesty Cohen didn't explain how to break through the solid magic circle of the Holy City.
"In short, we will use stones to pave several passages in the moat tonight." His Majesty Cohen finally said: "Except for the security troops, other troops must make all preparations and rest early."
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"Write a notice and shoot it into the city overnight, telling the rebels that we will open the western access road to allow them to escape from the Holy City." His Majesty Cohen stood up: "Before the general attack tomorrow morning, I will give a speech to the entire army,
The meeting is dismissed."
After the officers left, the general staff officer slowly approached Cohen with a smile on his face.
"Although I'm still hungry, I won't lose my temper casually." Cohen glanced at him and said angrily: "The smile on your face is really depraved."
Carlos waved his hands hurriedly: "You can't talk nonsense! You are the emperor now, and I will be miserable if the secretary writes you down."
"Just tell me if you have anything to say!" Cohen shook his head: "I have to go to bed early to save energy."
"Oh! His majesty, the Emperor, is hungry. How unreasonable is that?" Carlos sighed: "Boss, I have some news, but you have to be prepared."
Cohen looked at him and nodded.
Carlos took a deep breath: "Rebel leader Ruman's second daughter Lisa, together with her husband Leka, were captured by Brigadier General Haiert and have now been escorted."
Cohen stared at Carlos, his eyes changing slightly.
"Boss, what are you going to do?"
"Me! I want the Winged Man to catch these bitches high in the air and then throw them down. First, they will pierce their hearts with thousands of arrows, and then use magic to blast them into powder before they hit the ground..." After saying this, Cohen sat down on the chair.
Smiling dejectedly: "You know, right? The first time I was injured was at the hands of these two people."
"I've heard about it for a long time. It can be said to be the pioneering work of the boss's fighting career, and it is also a famous work!" Carlos smiled slightly and sat down on the table: "Boss, in fact, you are right in how you handle it. I don't want to either.
What reasons should I use to convince you? You must also understand the rules of this world."
Cohen also had a smile on his face, but as soon as he spoke, the smile changed shape: "The nobles want to die in a noble way, and I don't intend to destroy it...the lives of these two bitches are worthless, I can let them die in the same way."
Die an aristocratic way."
"I understand." Carlos nodded and said, "Looking at the boss's smile, I understood."
"You are older than me, so you should understand my feelings. The emperor who is worth hundreds of millions of people cannot retaliate according to his own wishes... But I don't want to be such an emperor, and I can't treat myself badly."
His Majesty Cohen's open-minded conversation left Carlos speechless and had to ask His Majesty Cohen if he wanted to eat something.
"Not in the mood." Cohen waved his hand, leaned his head on the back of the chair, and stared upward: "Tonight...no sleep."
As a subordinate who has been with Cohen for a long time, Carlos understands Cohen's inner feelings, which are purely caused by the accumulation of pain.
The power of this pain is huge. If it cannot be controlled, it will turn into a huge disaster. It is precisely because he is worried that His Majesty Cohen will not be able to control his emotions and go crazy at the moment when the Holy City is breached, that Carlos comes.
Accompany Cohen through this long dark night.
At this moment, there is no one else to share the burden, so Carlos can only bite the bullet and say: "Boss, what are you thinking about! Tell me and listen..."
"I think of the first battle and the first trial. In those battles, I have been carefully protecting the soldiers and not letting them sacrifice their lives." Cohen took off his sword and put it on the table: "Tomorrow's battle , we want to take revenge, and the enemy will be desperate and desperate. At least many people will die around the city gate and the palace."
"It's a war..."
"It's not good for them to sacrifice their lives in order to achieve my personal goals." Cohen held a silk handkerchief and wiped the scabbard: "I want to turn my goals into the goals of everyone in the entire empire... That's how I decided. Already."
The night gradually passed, and the king and his ministers still sat in silence, until Bai Ying walked up and said, "The elders are here."
The message sent by Bai Ying was clearly transmitted to Cohen's head.
Cohen's eyes changed in an instant, becoming as cold and sharp as a blade. (To be continued)