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Chapter 12 Gifts for the Prince

Prince Sean wrote a letter to Reggie and had the messenger deliver it to the city gate openly.

Reggie was very excited when he read this letter, but Jiawen looked ugly and felt as if he was severely constipated.

Reggie stared at Jarvan for a while and asked, "Knight Gusta, did you peek at my letter?"

Jiawen hurriedly denied: "Lord, I did not peek at your letter. The mailbox is complete and there is no trace of it being opened. I have never opened that mailbox, never..."

He is the kind of person who can't lie at all. He only told these few lies, and his face was already covered with sweat.

"Knight Gusta," Reggie said with a serious face, "I will give you another chance. If you admit your mistake now, I will never punish you."

"Okay, I took a peek," Jiawen admitted, "Lord, do you really want to..."

"Of course I don't really surrender." Reggie put the letter on the candlelight and burned it to ashes. If the soldiers outside saw the content of the letter, they would chop Reggie into pieces. "I used to

I told you that everything I did was to win this war. I just wanted to concentrate the enemy troops on the hillside, where the mountain road is very narrow and we have the opportunity to ignite all the black powder."

"That is impossible, sir," Jiawen pointed to the hillside and said, "We only have twenty cavalry, while the enemy has at least two hundred archers. Before we even get close to the enemy's position, our entire army has been wiped out."

Reggie said: "What if it's night? The archers' vision will be affected, and it will be difficult for them to shoot us."

"You don't understand the way two hundred arrows fly at the same time," Jiawen pointed to the sky, "It's like rain. Our cavalry and horses will die in the rain of arrows. And it's not just the archers, even if we charge

When we reach the enemy's position, we still have to face the enemy's cavalry and infantry. The trebuchets are at the end of the enemy's formation, and there is no way we can get close to them."

"I have other ways." Reggie knew how difficult it was to implement this tactic, and he even risked his own life. "Knight Gusta, please gather the cavalry together, and I will personally arrange the tactics for them.

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"I'm afraid the cavalry don't want to listen to your tactics." Jiawen stood on the window sill, looking down at the positions on the city wall.

There were constant shouts and curses outside, and the soldiers used all the vicious words they could find on Reggie.

"A hybrid born from a wild dog and a sow! Why don't you dare to come down!"

"Come down, bastard! Lick the prince's boots clean!"

"The prince's hunting dog is here, you'd better wash yourself and wait for it!"

Jiawen did not bring all the cavalry up. According to Reggie's instructions, he divided the thirty cavalry into two teams, each team had ten regular cavalry and five alternate cavalry. He called up the two captains of the cavalry team.

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The captain of the first team is called Dexter. He is a fur goods merchant in his early forties. He has hoarded a large amount of goods, which is his entire net worth. In order to protect his goods, he chose to stay in Broken Snow City.

The captain of the second team is Su Lite, a nineteen-year-old young man. His father is a knight, which also gave him the opportunity to learn riding skills and receive a good education.

From the moment they entered the door, Reggie felt the hostility of these two people. Under Jiawen's intimidation, they patiently listened to Reggie's tactics. Sulit remained silent, and Dactor spoke first.

"Lord, do you want us to rush into the enemy's position with torches and light their trebuchets?"

Reggie nodded and said: "This is the core of the tactics, of course there are some details..."

"Sir, I think you have a better choice," Decto leaned in front of Reggie and said solemnly, "I think you can use the ancient magic of the Victor family to summon the powerful fire dragon.

, directly igniting the enemy's trebuchet."

"Fire dragon? An ancient spell?" Reggie desperately searched for fragments of memory. Is there such a magical operation?

A few seconds later, he heard what Dexter meant from the harsh ridicule. He was making fun of Reggie.

"Lord, if you want to surrender, just kneel down in front of the prince and lick his boots. Why do you have to let us follow him to die?" Decto stood up and pointed at Reggie's nose and said, "I really don't want to see it anymore.

One look at you, you look disgusting!"

It was time to test his verbal skills again. Although Reggie was not good at verbal abuse, he had to admit that some problems must be solved through verbal abuse.

"Tell me, what are you fighting for?" Reggie stepped forward to stop the cavalry captain.

Out of fear of Jiawen, Decto did not push Reggie away directly. He lowered his eyes, looked at Reggie, and said: "For myself, not for Broken Snow City, and not for you, a bastard!"

Reggie smiled and said: "Do you want to live three to five more days, or do you want to live a few more decades?"

Dexter frowned and said, "What do you want to express?"

"We don't have enough rolling stones. There are only forty-five stones left, large and small."

Jiawen added: "It's forty-nine. We have four more hidden in the city."

"Okay, forty-nine," Reggie looked at Jiawen helplessly and sighed, "Yesterday we consumed more than a dozen rolling stones. Guess how long we can last? Three days or five days? The rolling stones are exhausted.

What else can we do after that? Use our bows and arrows to deal with the black powder? Or use our daggers to deal with the cavalry?"

Decto sneered and said: "Ask the Lord Knight about these things. I think he is better at fighting than you."

"Really, let me ask you, Lord Knight," Reggie turned around and said, "What should we do when the rolling stones are exhausted?"

"We still have rolling logs." Jiawen's answer always makes people laugh or cry.

"Have you run out of rolling wood?"

"In yesterday's battle, I made a very serious mistake." Jiawen certainly understood what Reggie meant, but he hadn't thought of a way to convince Reggie yet. "I will not be deceived by the enemy's feint attack again. I at least

It can last for ten days with the existing ordnance."

Reggie continued to ask: "What about ten days later?"

"We will wait for reinforcements from the royal capital in ten days."

"What if there are no reinforcements?" Reggie raised his voice.

"Didn't you ask the grand scholar to write a letter to the capital yesterday?"

"Before the enemy troops came, I kept writing letters to the royal capital. It has been twenty days now. Where are the reinforcements?" Reggie didn't want to say these words at first. He didn't want the militiamen to be in despair.

Lost fighting spirit.

But he knew that the king would not be able to send reinforcements in the short term. He asked the bachelor to write a letter to prepare for future wars. Even if he defeated Prince Sean, I am afraid that the Bayer Kingdom would not give up. Who would

I don’t know what scale this war will take.

Everyone fell into silence, and the second captain Su Lite, who had been silent until now, spoke.

"Sir, what are you fighting for?"

"For my territory," Reggie replied simply, "and you?"

Su Lite said: "For a girl, the most beautiful girl in Suixue City, I could have left here with my father, but the girl refused to leave. I am willing to bleed for her, and I am willing to give up my life for her.

What about you? Lord, what are you willing to do for Broken Snow City?"

Decto smiled and said: "That's a good question, you want us to die, why don't you go with us?"

"Of course I'm going," Reggie said calmly. "As a surrenderer, I will kneel in front of the prince and lick his boots. As my followers, you can also approach the enemy's position smoothly."

Decto was stunned, and Jiawen stood up directly.

"Lord, is this your method? There is no way you can come back alive."

"Don't be so pessimistic, my knight," Reggie said. "According to the agreement with the prince, I can bring fifty retinues to surrender. In addition to twenty cavalry, I can also bring thirty guards. I will bring

Let them start a melee first, giving the cavalry time to charge and giving ourselves a chance to escape."

Jiawen said: "My lord, you may have overlooked one thing. As a surrenderer, your followers are not allowed to carry any weapons."

"My guards did not carry weapons, we just brought gifts to the prince." Reggie called a guard to whisper a few words, and the guard trotted over and brought the wine shop owner Vares over.

Vares was accompanied by two helpers, and together they carried a huge wine barrel into the watchtower.

This wine barrel is six feet high (one meter and eighty meters) and the diameter of the barrel is four feet. Anyone who knows Varese knows that this is his signature ale war god. He has ten such barrels in total.

, every festival, he would fill all ten wine barrels, and the drunkards in Broken Snow City would drink all ten barrels of wine. Each barrel of wine would earn Varese at least one gold coin.

Decto looked at Vares and sneered: "It seems that you have been bribed by the lord."

"Yes, I was bribed!" Vares did not feel ashamed. He opened the wine barrel very proudly and said with a smile, "I want to personally deliver a big gift to His Highness the Prince."

The mellow aroma with a bitter taste filled the inner room of the watchtower, and Vares said to Decto: "Don't you want to try it?"

"I don't have this blessing, so I'd better leave it to the prince to drink," Dexter turned to Reggie and said, "Did you put poison in the wine and want to poison all the enemies?"

Looking at Dexter's serious expression, it seemed that he was not joking. Reggie didn't know how to answer him. Vares said from the side: "Do you think the lord is as stupid as you?"

"What else can I do?" Dexter looked puzzled, "Do you want to get them drunk to death?"

Su Lite, who was sitting aside, stood up. This keen young man seemed to have discovered something.

"The wine barrel is too light." He was also a frequent visitor to the Varese family. A God of War barrel filled with wine required a dozen young men to lift it, but this time, Varese only called two.

A helper.

He walked to the barrel, stood on tiptoe, and saw that the wine inside was almost overflowing. He pulled out his dagger and put it in to test, but found that the ale inside was only less than half a foot deep.

"Oh my god, what kind of spell is this?" Su Lit was horrified and took a few steps back.

Reggie smiled and said: "This is not a spell, it can only be regarded as a magician's prop. I just added a sleeve to the wine barrel. This is also thanks to the skilled craftsmen in the bachelor's family. I drew a drawing and they only spent

I made the thing in one night.”

"Magician?" Dexter looked at Reggie in shock, "You made a deal with the devil?"

"Okay! Idiots! Stop talking nonsense!" Vares said, "This barrel looks full of wine, but it is actually empty. We will put the gift for the prince in it."

Jiawen said: "The prince's gift? Sir, what do you mean?"

Reggie smiled and said: "The kerosene in the castle basement is enough to fill ten wine barrels."

Vares laughed loudly and said: "My ale war god is finally going to the battlefield!"


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