I Will Be The Crowned King

"I said, is this really okay?"

On the hills south of Eagle Point City, looking at Major Fabien who was rushing back in the distance, Carl Bain looked at Anson who was full of confidence beside him: "Why do I feel a little dangerous? ."

"Dangerous, what's the danger?" Anson said absentmindedly without raising his head, and skillfully oiled Lisa's Borny rifle in his hand:

"Our base camp is more than two kilometers away from the city wall of Eagle Point City, and the nearest artillery base is nearly one kilometer away - if this distance can still be hit, their cannons have eyes?"

"That's not what I'm talking about." Carl rolled his eyes and pointed to the army flag behind him, which was almost filled with a forest:

"You're going to use this thing to scare the Iser elves in the city, and let them open the city to surrender - and, where did you get so many military flags?"

"Basically, they were seized from the Iser outpost before, and Aaron Dawn asked someone to paint black and red paint and sent it over." Anson replied casually:

"And what you said was inaccurate, it was at best part of my perfect plan!"

"But you're right about one thing, that is, I didn't plan to attack the city at all. At most, I just pretended... Or I won't attack the city myself. Someone is more suitable than us to do this."

An Sen raised the corner of his mouth, "Crack!" The gun closed with a sound.

Behind the two, a whole company of soldiers is stepping up to build artillery forts and camps-according to what has been hastily built, the entire camp has at least the size of a full infantry regiment: fences and walls can be seen on the outside, and there are Uniform tents, sturdy artillery forts and temporary warehouses...just look like the real thing.

It's "like the real" because, except the cannons are real, everything can only look like that from a distance - the fences and parapets are only a few felled trees and unshaved ones. Branches, there are only a few decent tents in the camping area, and the rest are simply torn up a few pieces of cloth to carry on the pillars for support... If the enemy dares to attack such a camp, it will definitely collapse at a touch.

Of course, maybe you don't even need to touch it, because there aren't many people alive in the entire camp - the infantry company responsible for setting up the camp is only here temporarily, and later they have to go to the next "construction site" surrounded by military flags work!

All in all, it seems that Eagle Point has been surrounded from the south, cutting off their "defense line" with the supply line and the Seven Cities Alliance, which is such a thing that "pretends to be an iron wall".

But for the current defenders of Eagle Point City, that is the real iron wall.

The reason is also very simple, because they dare not really attack.

At the moment, the nails of the front line of Eagle Point City are about to be plucked out by Ludwig. If they mobilize their troops on a large scale at this time and attack "almost half of the defense line of Eagle Point City", they have to rely on the frontal southern army. The main force won't come up all at once...unless Ludwig is blind.

In addition, at least 2,000 of the defenders in the city were prisoners who had been released by Anson before; these elves were almost wiped out, stripped of all weapons and supplies, and entered Eaglehorn City unarmed. of.

Their existence will also deal a heavy blow to the morale of the defenders in the city.

The only thing Anson is worried about now is how long Lieutenant Colonel Roman and his 3,000 people who "do not understand the situation" can last in front of Louis Bernard's army of 20,000.

If he is unlucky, Louis is likely to leave four or five thousand infantry divisions to entangle with Roman, and the remaining troops risked being cut off and rushed to rescue Eagle Point City.

If this is the case, he will have only forty-eight hours at most to capture Eagle Point; Anson must immediately turn around and prepare to face Louis Bernard.

"All in all, the key to winning a war is not just defeating the enemy on the battlefield; convincing one's own people that 'you are invincible' and convincing the enemy that 'you can't win' are also part of the war."

"And to do this, you can't just use the power in your own hands, but you must include all factors and consider the problem from the enemy's point of view."

"For example, the defenders of Eagle Point City on the opposite side were retreating under the attack of Commander-in-Chief Ludwig, and at the same time they kept learning from the defeated reinforcements that the supply line was cut off and the reinforcements were annihilated one by one; In this case, low morale is inevitable for the isolated defenders."

"If you attack at this time, it is very likely that the cornered enemies will be stubbornly resisted for survival; therefore, they must be divided, so that some of them... uh, the elves think that they can survive without fighting; let them believe that surrender is not for the sake of being deserters, but the best way to save all your companions."

"So the next focus is not to win on the battlefield, but to use the victories we have won before, the cut off supply lines and the frontal attack of the main army, to threaten and intimidate Eagle Point City, and win without fighting at the least cost... "

Anson chatted while wiping the gun with a towel, while Leon Francois, who got out at an unknown time, stood beside him with his diary, so excited that his hands were shaking quickly. recorded.

The young knight who admired Anson almost to the point of inexhaustible, now no matter what the deputy commander does, it is very ordinary in his eyes. Every word and deed must be completely recorded, and it is necessary to read and study it repeatedly.

Carl Bain, who had no interest in these two missionaries and one fanatic, rolled his eyes and simply went to supervise the artillery company's construction of artillery forts.

Thirty minutes later, Major Fabien finally came in a hurry, interrupting the "enthusiasm" of the two who were still in the mood to continue chatting:

"Eagle Point City has sent people. They do not agree with your 'reasonable' request for a seventy-two-hour surrender. At the same time, they sent people to hope to formally negotiate with you to discuss a result that 'everyone can be satisfied with'."

Fabian's expression was still mixed with a hint of sarcasm that could not be concealed - in his opinion, this was the Iser elf's self-deception, how could there be anything like "surrender" that would satisfy everyone?

An Sen didn't admire him very much. The result was basically the same as what he guessed: "When?"

"Three hours later, on the north side of a dirt **** outside Yingjiao City that cannot be hit by city defense artillery, each side is only allowed to bring guards from one infantry company, and the number of negotiators shall not exceed two." Fabian laughed suddenly:

"And one of them you surely remember."

"Who?"

"Bulle Mathias, that 'noble Iser pureblood' knight!"

………………

On the wasteland south of Eaglehorn City, a temporary tent stood in the center of the road, with the blood unicorn representing Clovis and the golden ring of order flag representing Iser surrounding the tent.

In the chilling atmosphere, the guards of the Iser elf spread out to two columns with the tent as the center point; the bayonet was hung on the muzzle, and the lead-shot elf line soldiers put their right hands on the trigger, looking at them with strange expressions. "Confrontation" little girl.

The thin and small man carried a rifle taller than her, with at least two revolvers and two grenades hanging from his bulging waist, and two more rifles on his back, with the **** poked on the ground like a support column.

The big three-cornered hat was stuck on the top of the girl's head, even bigger than her shoulders, and half of the girl's head was tucked into the brim, revealing only a small half of her serious and cute face and a few messes. s hair.

The commander of the dignified Clovis Legion actually brought such a lovely girl as his guard... The Iser elf guards who were so nervous that their hearts were jumping out of their minds looked at each other and didn't know what to say.

Only when Buller Mathias in the tent sat down, his eyes swept to the petite figure outside, and his body trembled slightly.

"Good afternoon, Commander Anson Bach, I didn't expect us to meet again."

The elf knight looked at Anson and Carl on the opposite side, with slightly complicated eyes: "It is an honor that you are willing to accept our invitation to negotiate. As the defender of Eaglehorn City, we hope..."

"I only have one question."

Before the other party could finish speaking, An Sen interrupted impatiently: "When are you going to surrender?"

When the voice fell, Bull Mathias's expression instantly gloomy, and the expression of the elf sitting beside him was a little flustered.

Carl Bain, who didn't know what to say, kept his face straight, pretending to be contemptuous in acting and acting in a full set-although this "perfect plan" was unreliable, but now he can only cooperate .

"surrender?"

Buller Mathias snorted coldly: "I'm sorry, but your respected commander, you and your army haven't broken through the walls of Eagle Point City, and it seems that you are not qualified to make such harsh demands on us."

"The reason why I have asked you for a meeting is purely because of the fact that fighting like this will only waste the lives of many heroic knights; therefore..."

"I ask again, when are you going to surrender?"

Anson said coldly again.

Buller Mathias, who was roughly interrupted, took a deep breath and clenched his fists unconsciously: "I said, we..."

"when?"

"When? I...I repeat, we..."

"Can you hand over Eagle Point City within forty-eight hours?"

"Forty-eight hours? Didn't you say seventy-two before..."

"Okay, declare surrender within 72 hours and hand over Eaglehorn City." Anson didn't even bother to look at the flustered expression of the elf knight, and turned his head directly to Carl:

"Is the surrender letter ready?"

"Of course."

Carl with a stern face nodded lightly, and neatly took out a parchment scroll that had already been prepared, neatly placed it in front of the other party, and handed a pen by the way.

"Sign it."

"boom--!"

With a muffled sound, Bull Mathias, who suddenly got up, slammed his right fist on the table, unable to hold back his anger any longer.

Almost as soon as the elf knight got up, Lisa outside the tent had already aimed the muzzle at his head; it took a few seconds for the panicked elf guards to react and raised their weapons in unison.

The tense atmosphere is like a dry powder keg, ready to explode.

"Don't be too self-righteous, Your Excellency Anson Bach."

The elf knight took a deep breath again, his trembling body desperately suppressed his anger: "The flag of the elf Iser is still hanging on the wall of Eaglehorn City, you are not qualified to negotiate with us in this tone."

"We are discussing with you calmly, to see if there is a better way to solve the problem at hand, so that the two sides don't need to continue to bleed."

"In the final analysis... This war is a momentary struggle between you Clovis people. The noble Iser elf has nothing to feel sorry for you. We can completely calm down and let the high-level officials of both sides solve the problem through negotiation."

"Don't forget, the army of the empire is still victorious; don't you worry that if it goes on like this, the Iser elf will completely fall to the empire?"

Buller Mathias threatened.

As if he hadn't heard it, Anson looked at the elf knight indifferently, took out the Inquisitor's pocket watch from his arms, and opened it with a "pop!":

"The time is now four-fifty in the afternoon."

"Forty-eight hours later, if Eagle Point City is still unwilling to surrender to the southern army and surrender the fortress and all its armed forces, our army will launch irregular and indiscriminate artillery bombardment of the fortress from the southern defense line."

"Seventy-two hours later, our army will launch a general attack from the south and the north at the same time; by then all promises will be voided, and no elves in the city will ever be able to return to the land of Iser - whether alive or dead. "

"I will use a forty-eight-pound mortar to 'send' your urns to the ice peaks of the Dawn Mountains."

An Sen, whose face was calm, also threatened unabashedly.

The two elf nobles who heard the words changed color at the same time, and the expression of Buller Mathias was even more ugly, and the twitching expression seemed to want to shoot Anson.

But when he raised his head and saw the little girl who raised his gun at him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and the Clovis flags all over the mountains behind her, the elf knight immediately calmed down a lot.

After a few seconds of silence, he adjusted his collar and glanced at An Sen coldly.

"go!"

Leaving this sentence, Bull Mathias turned and left, and the elven nobles and guards who accompanied him looked at each other and hurriedly followed.

Looking at the backs of the elves walking away, Carl Bain, who finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly swept his gaze to Anson, whose mouth was slightly raised:

"This... is also part of your 'perfect plan'?"

"Yeah." Anson nodded as he deserved.

"What's next?" Carl pointed to the opposite Eagle Point City Road.

"Next..." Anson suddenly showed a strange smile:

"It's time to see if the defenders in Eaglehorn City have the backbone."