Once the tactics are decided, there can be no delay for a moment, the enemy cannot re-evaluate the battle situation, and the tactics must not be leaked. This is Chris's consistent strategy.
He boarded the warship that night and prepared to personally lead his troops to attack Golden Lion Port, but he left Goel behind in order to let him hold off the Sand Demon.
From Golden Lion Port to the Royal Palace, one has to pass through half of the capital. During this period, Chris has to be prepared for street fighting. It is not easy for two thousand people to deal with the entire Golden Lion Army. If sand demons are added to the mix, the chance of winning will be very slim.
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Edmund was a little worried. He was worried that there were more than this number of sand demons.
"There may be more sand demons in the capital. I suggest you send a spy to find out the situation in the city first."
"How could there be a sand monster in the capital?" Chris shook his head and said, "Charlemagne is not that stupid. If there were tens of thousands of such monsters around him, he would have died long ago."
"Maybe he is really dead. We haven't seen him for a long time. I have heard some rumors that everything in the royal capital is now decided by that enchantress Alice."
"He's still alive, I can feel it," Chris loaded his musket. "Believe me, there won't be more sand demons, otherwise they would have bulldozed our position long ago."
As night fell, Chris set off on the warship. At the same time, Charlemagne in the palace received Alice's good news.
"Supreme Emperor, we defeated the rebels and drove them back to the camp. Our reinforcements also arrived at the port at dusk."
Charlemagne slowly stood up from the throne, forcing a smile on his numb face.
"I saw the soldiers of the White Tower Kingdom. Tell me, how did you do it?"
Alice did not hide the truth: "It was the brothers and sisters of the Punishers who gave us help. They are now the masters of the White Tower Kingdom, and they will give the sons of demons Chris and Reggie Victor the severest punishment."
"The Punishers?" Charlemagne sneered, "I never thought I would get help from them."
"The supreme emperor, the Punishers of Heaven, extended a helping hand to us in times of crisis. After we defeat the rebels, we should give them the due reward."
"How should I repay you? Let them become the masters of Ryan Country?"
Alice didn't care about Charlemagne's sarcasm.
"The kind-hearted God of Punishment will not ask for power from you, they only want to be treated fairly and with due respect."
Charlemagne nodded: "I can give them justice and respect, but there is one thing I don't understand. Why are the generals of the White Tower Kingdom unwilling to talk to me?"
Alice said: "You should be talking about General Joruus. People in the White Tower have always been arrogant, and this general is notoriously rude. I hope you don't mind."
"I don't mind his arrogance and rudeness, what I mind is his contempt and contempt." Charlemagne walked up to Alice, pulled out his long sword, and put the blade across Alice's neck, "Someone
Tell me, there is an evil spirit in our army, and the people from the White Tower regard me as a despicable person with the evil spirit!"
Looking at Charlemagne's sword, Alice showed no fear: "Supreme Emperor, why do you believe those ridiculous rumors?"
"Is this really just a rumor? I'm going to my army now to take a look. If I see those disgusting creatures, I will immediately kill you..."
The long sword fell to the ground, and his hands hung down helplessly. The furious Charlemagne looked at Alice in horror, he had lost control of his body.
"You used witchcraft on me, you arrogant..."
Halfway through his words, Charlemagne's lips suddenly pressed together tightly, and his face turned red due to the obstruction of his breath.
This is impossible. Charlemagne has always been wary of Alice. He knows that Alice cannot use active offensive witchcraft, and he never lets other wizards appear in front of him.
But why does this happen? Why can't my body move?
Alice caressed Charlemagne's cheek and said with a strange smile: "Supreme Emperor, you are really too tired. Leave everything to me. Go back to your palace and enjoy your happiness! The most beautiful thing in the world.
The woman is waiting for you."
The joy of the bedroom, the most beautiful woman, Charlemagne seemed to understand something.
He rolled his eyes with difficulty and saw the armor on his body.
This is the armor that Yalishan gave him personally this morning. This woman was so beautiful that he completely lost his guard. He did not let the paladin verify her identity, nor did he think about the consequences of wearing the armor.
Alice didn't want to waste any more time, so she gave two high-fives, and Alishan slowly walked into the palace.
"Send the emperor back to rest, he is really tired."
Alexa made a gesture with a smile, and Charlemagne slowly walked towards the palace like a robot.
Alice turned to look at Alexa and asked, "Aren't you going with him?"
"That's too dangerous," Yalishan shook her head and said, "He is the king, who knows what back-ups he has left?"
"Don't worry, even if he really has that kind of means, I'm afraid he won't be willing to kill you."
"That's not necessarily true. I saw a man who didn't even blink when he decided to kill me."
"Is the man you are talking about Reggie?"
"What I'm saying is..." Yalisan turned her face and suddenly smiled, "What I want to say is, why don't you withdraw my army of sand demons to the capital? I'm afraid that your friends from the White Tower Kingdom will dislike me.
What?"
Alice gently hooked Yali Shan's chin and said softly: "They really dislike you, and I will not let your sand demon enter the capital. I am not a man, and I will not be fooled by you."
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At midnight, Chris's fleet arrived at the Golden Lion Port. The port was very calm, and there were no even patrol ships.
Chris's heart immediately rose. This was not a good sign. Even if Charlemagne was not ready for a naval battle, he should not be so relaxed. There must be a trap set in the port, waiting for Chris to enter.
Drill.
In order to prevent accidents, Chris lit the flare and ordered each warship to open fire directly.
Under the light of the incendiary bombs, Chris saw the situation in the port clearly. As he expected, there were dozens of warships parked in the port, all of which were lion warships that were of no use but had slender hulls and front lines.
It is narrow at the rear and wide at the rear, and the proportions are very beautiful. It looks like a lance floating on the sea, majestic and gorgeous. But in fact, the speed and maneuverability of this kind of warship are very poor, far inferior to the warships of the Golden Eagle Kingdom.
It's not even as good as Bayer's Boar warship.
Under the attack of artillery and incendiary bombs, more than 40 warships were sunk one after another, and no warship sailed out of the port to launch a counterattack.
Chris became even more nervous, but now that he had reached this point, there was absolutely no reason to look back.
He asked Sandos to prepare for landing, and at the same time sent out a second signal flare, allowing Goel to launch a feint attack at the camp.