Blue Dragon Emperor: Lord of Thunder

Chapter 163 Heaton Changes Flag
The shelling of Black Rock City has lasted for six hours, and the attack method has changed from the initial saturated firepower coverage to releasing a round of salvos every 10 minutes.

The sun had completely sunk to the west, leaving only the fire-like setting sun shining on the palace and castle covered with silver foil, reflecting the dazzling red light, quite eye-catching.

The nobles were all gathered in the palace at this time, and the hall that was usually used for holding banquets had become a refuge for the nobles.

Sir Ferrer ignored the dissuasion of the royal guards, walked outside the gate of the palace, and took a few deep breaths of the air full of gunpowder smoke. Even though the smell was pungent and choking, it was far better than staying in the palace crowded with nobles and noble families. The inside of the palace is much better.

Subconsciously looking up at the clock tower in the center of the capital, Sir Ferrer suddenly remembered that the gorgeous clock tower decorated with various exquisite marble sculptures, the dial of the clock was drawn with gold leaf and gold thread, and the hands were inlaid with diamonds. With the ruins gone, only half of the pagoda stands abruptly in the setting sun.

Sir Ferrer took out his pocket watch silently, glanced at the time on it, and immediately returned to the gate of the palace quickly.

Ten or so seconds later, the artillery of the people of Black Rock City was released on time, thunder exploded, and the palace trembled slightly, causing a burst of exclamation and sobs from the noble women.

Sir Ferrer frowned slightly and relaxed it again. Compared with the panic and confusion at the beginning, these ladies and ladies are much calmer now.

Passing through the banquet hall with a calm expression, he walked towards a side hall where the Grand Duke was meeting the nobles. Sir Ferrer greeted the nobles at the door of the side hall with sharp eyes.

"Mr. Bedin."

The father died suddenly on the woman's belly. Earl Bedin, who had inherited the title early, saw Sir Ferrer approaching, hurriedly squeezed out the cigarette in his hand, hid it in his pocket, and said hello to Ferrer.

"Good day, sir."

"The sun has set, Bedin."

The gray-haired Sir Ferrer shook his head, and then said with a serious expression: "Don't fall like your father, Bedin, your grandfather was a true knight, you should learn from him, I heard that the cigarettes in Black Rock City have Addiction, you'd better get rid of it, don't let desires corrode your heart, and always remember the glory and faith."

Bedin opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help asking: "Is it even at this time, sir?"

Sir Ferrer said seriously: "Especially at this time."

After finishing speaking, Sir Ferrer stepped forward and knocked on the door with hard fingers. Before the waiter could open the door, he pushed open the door and walked in. Earl Leubedin stood slumped outside the door.

Earl Bedin smiled wryly and touched his pocket, took out the unfinished cigarette and re-lit it, took a deep breath, and relaxed his frown.

Earl Bedin held the cigarette between two fingers and brought it to his eyes, staring at the sign representing Black Rock City with a complicated expression.

……

Sir Ferrer walked into the side hall, and the nobles who were sitting, standing, or leaning on the bookshelves suddenly fell silent.

The door behind him closed slowly, and Sir Feller strode forward.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's time to stop the meaningless discussions, we must organize a counterattack immediately."

Several nobles wanted to refute, but Sir Ferrer pressed his palm falsely. The prestige accumulated for a long time made the nobles who wanted to speak unconsciously shut their mouths.

"The latest news is that there has been a crack in the city wall in the northeast corner, and the priest is urgently repairing it. According to estimates, our city wall can last up to twelve hours under the attack of the Black Rock City people."

As soon as this remark came out, the nobles immediately talked about it.

Sir Ferrer's sharp gaze scanned all the nobles, and continued: "Earl Duval, who is closest to the capital, will arrive at noon tomorrow at the earliest, Marquis Neruman will take two days, Earl Pelion will take three days, and Cohen The Marquis needs six days..."

Sir Ferrer put his hands on the long table full of nobles, and bent down: "Ladies and gentlemen, my previous experience tells me that the result of hesitation and fluke is usually not victory. Maybe as long as the reinforcements arrive, we will be able to You can win easily, and you don’t have to face danger to your life, but it is possible that our city walls will collapse in the next second, and those Black Rock City people will use their terrifying weapons to target you.”

"Some risks have to be taken. Instead of putting hope on waiting for reinforcements, it is better to take the initiative."

Sir Ferrer looked up at the elderly Grand Duke Heaton, his blunt and serious expression made him lean back in the seat in awe, and swallowed his disapproving words.

After knocking on the table, Sir Ferrer said, "Vote, everyone, while we still have the ability to fight back."

A nobleman looked left and right, silently raised his right hand, and then raised one hand after another, casting a vote in favor.

"69 votes in favor, with three abstentions."

Sir Ferrer took out a platinum medal intertwined with a sword and a crown from his inner pocket and pinned it to his chest, and the nobles present were in awe.

48 years ago, it was Sir Ferrer who led two under-represented legions to repel the invading enemy country and put down the rebels that spread throughout the country under the civil strife in the Principality. For this reason, Peace was awarded the Sword of Honor Medal representing the highest honor in the military field by the former Grand Duke.

Sir Ferrer, who was wearing the medal, seemed to overlap for a moment with his high-spirited self more than 40 years ago.

"boom!"

The attack from the Black Rock City people woke Sir Ferrer from his memory, and Sir Ferrer straightened his clothes, straightened his back, saluted everyone, then turned and left.

……

"Your Excellency, as you expected, the Heatonians are organizing an army to counterattack."

The weather was fine, and Scar, who was planning a quick battle, didn't even set up a tent, so he sat directly by the campfire and listened to the herald's report.

Scar closed his eyes, and based on the available information, he kept rehearsing various possible battle situations in his mind.

During the years when Ron fell asleep, Scar, who had no battles to fight, did not rest. Apart from managing the army for Ron, he had been collecting information on the surrounding forces. The most famous general in the Principality of Heaton, the Sword of Honor Fei Le, of course, is also among its intelligence-gathering targets.

Before setting off, Scar pulled out all the information about the Principality of Heaton, and during the march, he had already figured out the behavior and character of each key person and the direction of the war.

It can be said that the Second Army of Black Rock City encountered the White Lion Army of the Principality of Heaton, the speed at which the reinforcements of the various kings arrived in the capital of Heaton, and the countermeasures of the people who were most likely to take over the military command in the capital of Heaton were all within its expectations. among.

"Is there any news from the dark line?"

The herald flipped through the documents in his hand and replied, "Your Excellency, no."

Scar waved his hand: "Understood, you go down, and the order will continue to proceed according to the preliminary plan."

"Yes."

……

In the capital of Heaton, led by Sir Ferrer, an army composed of regiments, nobles' private armed forces, and royal guards rushed out from the city gates on the east and west sides while taking advantage of the time gap between the artillery attacks of the people of Blackstone City. It looks like a decisive battle with the Black Rock City side.

Scar responded immediately, and the Tauren, Gnoll, Tiger Man, and Bear Man rushed directly to one side, leaving the artillery position on the spot.

Under Scar's order, the artillery positions began to saturate and cover the attack again, and the sound of artillery fire covered the entire battlefield for a while.

The soldiers of the Principality of Heaton who were facing the monster corps directly gave up fighting the opponent, and used various long-range weapons and spellcasters to delay the pursuit of the monster corps in an attempt to delay the action of pulling the monster corps.

The artillery of the Second Army immediately evacuated the artillery position after firing a few rounds of saturated shooting quickly, and moved along the trench dug in advance, leaving the soldiers of the Principality of Heaton on the other side empty.

But their goal has also been achieved, and the terrifying long-range weapons of the Black Rock City people will no longer emit terrifying thunder.

Suddenly, a mixed army from the Principality of Heaton appeared behind the transfer of the Second Army in Black Rock City, and was about to fight with the Second Army that had not yet recovered, but Scar was already prepared.

The place where the second legion evacuated was full of traps dug and set up by the kobolds. These are the old profession of the kobolds. After being ordered to attack from the south gate of the king's capital, the mixed army of the Principality of Heaton immediately suffered a big loss if they didn't pay attention. Various traps were triggered one after another, and a large number of soldiers of the Principality of Heaton died in the dark for no apparent reason.

Sir Ferrer, who observed the battlefield remotely with the help of spells, immediately ordered the mobilization of the mage army. In any case, he had to destroy the human soldiers in Black Rock City who could manipulate such terrifying weapons. Only in this way would they be able to hold on to the capital until reinforcements arrived. .

Immediately, more than two hundred mages poured out directly from the north gate, and before arriving at the artillery position extremely quickly under the blessing of spells, some mages were already chanting, ready to throw spells into the crowd of Black Rock City army at any time.

At this moment, a violent explosion suddenly came from under the ground of the city wall of King Heaton's capital. The strong tremor made Sir Ferrer, who was observing the battlefield on the city wall, widen his eyes.

Amidst the tremors, the city wall to the north of the capital of Heaton slowly cracked several deep cracks, and then the cracks expanded rapidly, and finally collapsed under the horrified gazes of the nobles of the Principality of Heaton.

"The city wall... collapsed..."

Amidst the smoke and dust, Sir Ferrer immediately understood the plan of the commander of the Black Rock City side.

The opponent deliberately threw out the artillery he had to deal with as bait, and asked him to call out the defense forces in the capital one by one, and then destroyed the city wall by some means.

At this time, the defense of the capital was empty, and the monster corps pulled by the army he sent had been standing not far from the city wall.

Sure enough, as the city wall collapsed, a huge hole was exposed, and those monster corps who played the game of chasing me and fleeing with the army of the Principality of Heaton very cooperatively immediately turned around and rushed straight to the capital of Heaton, so fast that they kept pulling the monster corps. The Duncan army had no time to stop them.

Only then did the soldiers of the Principality of Heaton realize that those big guys were able to explode at such a fast speed, and the previous chase was just acting with them.

In the royal capital of Heaton, a whole regiment of dragon-blooded kobolds and kobold warriors poured out from under the city walls. These little people let out terrifying howls and slaughtered everywhere to create chaos and create opportunities for friendly forces to delay. time.

The tauren, jackals and others finally arrived, climbed over the ruins of the collapsed city wall, and rushed directly into the city.

The high-level mages enshrined in the Principality of Heaton had been standing still as a reserve force, and they had to prepare to release spells at this time.

Just when the high-ranking mages were about to cast spells, a series of malicious spiritual forces locked on them instantly. The white dragons descended from the sky, and instead of competing with the high-ranking mages in spells, they directly smashed the buildings where the high-ranking mages were with their bodies. The group forced the high-ranking mages to stay away.

The scattered high-ranking mages were followed by one or two white dragons, chasing after them, completely denying the high-ranking mages a chance to cast spells.

The high-level mages who finally found the opportunity to cast spells will suddenly find that there is a rare high-level spellcaster-level spell scale hidden in these monster legions.

Floris was originally arranged by Long En to prevent the high-ranking mage from directly targeting the artillery army, but now she played a greater role in the attack.

The side of the Principality of Heaton fell into an extremely dangerous disadvantage in an instant, and the guards were all transferred out of the side of the Principality of Heaton outside the city, even to the extent that the nobles came to resist the monster army.

One by one nobles fell under the grinning laughter of monsters such as tauren and jackals, and despair gradually grew in the hearts of the nobles.

Suddenly, some nobles discovered that a 4000-strong regiment had rushed over at some point. The nobles were overjoyed and hurriedly let this regiment into the defense line to fill in the gaps in the defense line.

Just when the nobles breathed a sigh of relief, the soldiers on the defense line retreated one after another, making way for the monsters.

"How is this going!?"

A court count questioned angrily, and the next second he was cut in half by the gnoll's scimitar.

"They are soldiers under the command of Count Bedin! Count Bedin is a traitor!"

Earl Bedin, who had already run to a safe place, looked palely at the slaughtered nobles from a distance, listened to their screams and curses, and smoked cigarettes one after another. calm.

"What? You still want them to live? Now that you have decided to betray, you must betray thoroughly. It is a big taboo to be vacillating." The middle-aged woman standing beside Earl Bedin said calmly.

Earl Bedin gave a wry smile, threw down the cigarette butt that burned his finger, and trampled the cigarette butt into the mud viciously.

"I know, Countess Rose, I know."

After being silent for a while, Earl Bedin still couldn't help asking: "Can you really ensure that I will still be an Earl in the future, that I will not be hanged to death by the Lord of Black Rock City like other nobles?"

The Countess Silver Iris reached out and stroked a strand of hair behind her ear: "Of course, my nephew is the Marquis of the Lionheart of the Principality of Polon. He has always been on good terms with the Lord of Storms. I will pass on your requests to The Lord of the Storm, no, he has to be called the Lord from now on."

……

The light of dawn finally pierced the night and fell on the land covered by gunpowder smoke and blood again.

The bright red morning sun is reflected on the palace and castle covered with silver foil, reflecting the dazzling red light, which is quite eye-catching.

It's just that in the light, the things flying above the castle have long since turned into the flag of Black Rock City in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)