Imperial Crown.

Chapter 359 Make mistakes
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"Don't even move!"

Quentin shouted with a slightly cracked voice.

Count Frank turned his head and saw Quentin leading a group of elite troops with the three remaining nobles in the city.

The crossbowmen climbed onto the roof, each one locking onto him.

"Count Frank." Quentin had cold sweat on his forehead. He was obviously relieved when he saw that the momentum of the gate being lowered was curbed and began to rise slowly:
"Now, please lay down your weapons with your troops. Let's go to the rear and talk slowly!"

A burst of puzzled discussions arose, and the soldiers under Frank were all a little confused, wondering why they were stopped when they were clearly ready to attack.

Frank lifted his visor, blew out a puff of hot air, and stared into Quentin's eyes.

Quentin rushed over so urgently at this time, obviously he had noticed something.

But opportunities are always fleeting. Once Raven becomes suspicious, there will be no possibility of inflicting heavy damage to the Eagle Army!

Therefore, even though he looked down on Quentin, Count Frank still took a deep breath and said earnestly:
"Marshal, now is not the time to talk."

"Please lower the city gate and let me charge once. After we get out, you can close the city gate again!"

The fat on Quentin's face trembled and he clenched his sweaty palms.

He knew the news as early as the day Raven met Frank, but he kept it secret.

He was convinced that Frank and Raven must have reached some kind of deal.

But without any evidence, rashly spreading the news or confronting Frank would only alert Frank and Raven.

This is also the reason why he wanted to hide it from Eivor VIII.

Based on Quentin's understanding of the Grand Duke, if he told him about this, all of Eivor would probably know about it.

It is too shocking that an earl secretly colluded with the enemy without even going to the battlefield. By then, the situation in the city might be out of control.

It is better to observe and collect evidence until the final conclusion is reached.

That's why Quentin has endured until now.

While Frank was away, they sent people to search his room and finally found half of a letter that had not been burned completely from the brazier.

The content of the letter was only half, but it was enough to shock Quentin -

Frank wants to open the door and capture the city.

Boom, boom, boom! ! !

Huge stones were thrown into the city by catapults, splashing up clouds of dust.

Quentin swallowed, as if he could hear the footsteps of the Eagle Army outside the city wall.

When Quentin thought of the city gates opening and the fierce Eagle Army rushing into the city, he was so nervous that he could hardly think:
"Count Frank, please withdraw your troops immediately and lay down your weapons. Let's talk slowly in the back!"

The same words came out again, but the tone was even stiffer, as if the vocal cords were frozen.

"There is no time, Marshal!" Frank subconsciously swung his sword, but immediately saw the crossbowmen on the roof ready to fire. He had no choice but to put down his weapons and plead loudly:
"No matter what you find out, no matter how you deal with me afterwards, I am willing!"

"Just let me rush right now, okay?"

This behavior made Quentin dazed for a moment - did I really misunderstand Frank?

Indeed, everything seems too coincidental.

If Frank was really in collusion with Raven, how could he be so careless as to leave half a piece of letter, which was full of key information?
But coincidence can explain it, maybe Frank was panicking.

Most importantly, Frank has the motivation.

Because he is from Gatugen.

Gatugen has controlled the political situation of the Principality of Eivor for 20 years. If Quentin were him, he would never be willing to hand over power.

Moreover, he is old and may very likely die before Eivor VIII. Given their relationship, Eivor VIII will definitely carry out a massive cleanup of his forces after Gatugen's death.

Now, if Frank deliberately let Raven into the city and created a failed war, the nominal commander of this war would be Quentin.

The Grand Marshal appointed by His Royal Highness the Grand Duke himself.

Then Gatugen could take this opportunity to put all the responsibility for the failure of this and previous wars on Eivor VIII and force him to abdicate!
Choose a new Grand Duke.

Younger and more obedient.

"Oh..." Seeing Quentin's expressionless face, Frank sighed.

He knew that he couldn't convince the other party.

It's really a pity that such a great opportunity has slipped away like this.

But at present, there is no other way. Continuing to fight hard will only lead to civil unrest and weaken the strength of the city.

"I understand..." Frank sighed helplessly.

Just as he was about to order his soldiers to lay down their weapons, a whistling sound was suddenly heard.

But it was the sound of a catapult throwing a huge rock, which was nothing unusual.

But one of the stones just happened to brush past the city wall and rushed into the buildings under the wall in an arc.

He crushed four soldiers and then crashed into a house full of crossbowmen.

With a loud bang, the house collapsed and the crossbowmen on it fell down wailing.

Perhaps because he was nervous for a moment, or perhaps because he did not stand firmly and subconsciously wanted to gain leverage, a crossbowman suddenly pulled the trigger.

The loaded enchanted crossbow arrow cut through the air and pierced into the unsuspecting Frank's shoulder with a clang!

"Who-who did it!?" Quentin was so frightened that his legs and feet trembled, and he was about to tell people not to do it.

However, as soon as he raised his arm, he was pulled back by a nobleman next to him.

That was the only marquis in the city, the Marquis of Aragon, with a long pale face and a bright red tongue sticking out of his lips like the tongue of a poisonous snake:

"Kill him, Marshal!"

"W-what?" Quentin was stunned.

The Marquis of Aragon spoke in a low voice, but his speed was so fast that he seemed to be pouring his words into Quentin's head:
"This war cannot be won, and the evidence in your hand is not enough to kill Frank."

"Now that things have gotten this far, even if Frank lets it go, Gatugen won't let you go. He has disliked you for a long time!"

"Only by killing him can we make it a solid case and put the blame for the fall of the city on him!"

Quentin's heart tightened, and he subconsciously said, "But in this case, the Principality——"

Aragorn said, "Take care of yourself first, Marshal! You want to consider the principality, and Gatugen will also consider the principality, but will your answers be the same!?"

hum-

Quentin's mind went blank.

Yes, if it is for the sake of the principality, then I should not be the Grand Marshal, and Eivor VIII should abdicate on the spot!
But do we really want to kill Frank here?
Although they usually disagree, Frank is, after all, a——

"Earl Frank is trying to commit treason and collude with Raven, the nightmare, to open the city gates!" Aragorn shouted loudly, having made the decision on behalf of Quentin:
"kill!!!"

The already nervous archers launched the attack almost subconsciously.

Sharp arrows rained down.

Faced with the rain of arrows, Frank felt a sense of fighting spirit, but it quickly dissipated.

Forget it...

Indeed, if he continued to resist, these crossbow arrows would not be able to hurt him, and he could even lead his troops to launch a counterattack.

But what's the point of that?

He will only waste the blood of the Eivor people before the city falls. Whether he wins or loses, he will be forever cursed as a traitor by the Principality of Eivor.

With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

Count Frank closed his eyes.

"It's a pity that I won't see the day when Eivor drives away the foreign enemies..."

Even though there were guards blocking the way, the dense rain of arrows still took Frank's life.

There was an indelible bloodstain left on the ground.

"The traitor has been executed!!!" Seeing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, Quentin gradually came to his senses. He did not dare to look at Frank's body, but just shouted loudly:

"Now, all soldiers of the Sanwang Corps, lay down your weapons and accept interrogation! As long as you are innocent, we promise that you will not be implicated in any way!" However, what greeted him were pairs of angry and bloodshot eyes.

The Sanwang Corps is an elite group that Frank single-handedly brought together.

The most important thing is that many of the disloyal ones have been excluded from the team through the names given by Raven.

Someone roared:

"Revenge for Master Frank!!!"

"kill--"

The shouts and cries of thousands of people were enough to change the color of the mountains and rivers and shake the earth!!!

The Sanwang Legion immediately launched a charge against the army brought by Quentin and others!

Quentin and his companions had not anticipated this change at all - the struggles between nobles always seemed affectionate, and bringing a group of archers was just in case.

The number of ground troops was not large to begin with, and they were completely unable to resist the attack of the Sanwang Army in such a hasty manner.

"Shoot, shoot!!!" Quentin shouted and gave orders to the crossbowmen.

Corpses fell one after another under the enchanted arrows, but they could not stop more soldiers from the Mountain King Legion from rushing forward one after another and beheading Quentin and his men's soldiers with their swords!
at this time.

thump—

There was a loud bang, and the city gate that was supposed to be retracted into the city wall suddenly crashed to the ground.

Dust is everywhere!

On the other side of the city gate drawbridge is the Eagle Army with shining helmets and armor and sharpening their swords!

How could the city gate be opened at this time! ?
The doubts were resolved the moment Quentin saw the wind kings flying on the city wall.

Raven actually used the same old trick again, sending the Wind King's troops with elite troops to raid the city wall!

Quentin panicked and tried to save the dire situation:
"Stop fighting, stop fighting! I am the Marshal of the Principality, I pardon all of your crimes!"

"Turn around now and stop the Eagle Army, stop them!!!"

However, his voice was drowned out by the chaos.

Not many people can hear——

So what if I heard it?
The rebellion has already begun, how can it stop before seeing enough blood! ?
"Run, Marshal, run!" Aragorn shouted:

“It’s no longer possible to defend!!!”

Can’t hold on anymore?

Quentin was a little confused, and then he realized it.

Yes, I can’t hold on any longer.

The Eagle Army is entering the city.

The defenders on the city wall fell down like sawdust from carpentry work.

The crowd was rushing towards him, the Sanwang Army was killing, and his soldiers were retreating.

Everything is like an erupting volcano that cannot be stopped.

Then, Quentin saw Frank's body - full of arrows, with his loyal soldiers lying around him.

An inexplicable emotion surged in my heart.

Yes, he had already known that this city could not be defended.

But why, when all this happened, he still felt a kind of...

Not willing?

Before Quentin could fully react, the Marquis of Aragon had already grabbed his reins, turned his horse around and began galloping north!
The icy wind blew across his cheeks, which was extremely painful and left two ice marks on his face.

With the defeat of Quentin and other nobles, the entire city of Bolan fell into chaos. The four gates were opened, and the defenders no longer cared about their duties. They abandoned their weapons and fled out of the city.

If viewed from a high place, the entire city of Bolan looks like a broken wooden box with ants pouring out of it in endless numbers.

At the north gate of Bolan City, Eric was already waiting there with 1000 heavy cavalry.

A victory without any suspense.

In the south of the Principality of Eivor, the last barrier guarding the capital, Blue Castle, fell.

From a strategic point of view, Raven now has a springboard leading directly to Blue Castle. Starting from here, he can reach the city of Blue Castle in 20 days at most!

As the geographical center of the Principality of Eivor, the importance of the city of Bolan is self-evident.

Starting from here, to the east, you can bypass the Gordon River, which is like a natural moat, and attack Fonterdam and the North Gordon River region from the back; to the west, you can block the road leading to Blue Castle in the Klück region surrounded by mountains, and cut off the lifeline of transportation in the southeast of the Principality of Eivor.

From now on, nearly 12/2 of the territory in the 3 regions in the central and southern parts of the Principality of Eivor will be open to the army of the Nordic province!

When Raven entered the city, it was already dark, and except for a few fires, the chaos in the city had been basically quelled.

Count Frank's body was collected and placed aside.

"...What a world this is." Raven shook his head and sighed.

Loyal people died at the hands of their own people, while the real traitors escaped with their lives.

After a moment of thought, Raven gave the order:

"Take care of his body, send it back to his territory, give him 2000 gold coins, and then..."

As he spoke, a light flashed on Raven's fingers, and a golden ornament appeared in his hand. It was the enchanted amulet with "Ode to Courage" that Raven had made before:

"…Send this as well, as a token of my appreciation."

"Yes, sir!" The hyena bowed and accepted the order.

That night, Raven moved into the castle and immediately issued many orders.

Building a Jingguan and cutting off thumbs are instructions that almost need no repetition.

The most important thing is to open the granary and provide food to the residents in the city.

Raven came here to conquer, not to massacre this place.

He didn't think he was a good person, but he was much better than the nobles in this world. At least he wouldn't do such a stupid thing as guarding a large amount of food and watching his own people starve to death.

Of course, these foods are not given for free.

Next, he planned to organize the residents in the city to clear the streets first.

You know, there are not only corpses on the streets, but also a lot of... excrement and urine.

Let’s not talk about building a civilized city, at least we should live in an environment where it is not easy to get sick, right?
There is no way to provide special supplies of air and water.

After giving all the orders, it was almost dark.

Raven stood up, stretched, yawned, unbuttoned his collar, and walked towards the bed.

As soon as I threw my coat on the bed, I heard a slightly greasy and hoarse female voice: "It's not a good habit not to clean your body before going to bed."

Raven's fingers froze, his eyes fixed on the shadows in the corner of the room.

That's a woman.

But judging from her figure, she doesn't look like a woman.

She was at least 2 meters tall, and her plump long legs clamped the front of the wizard's robe, and the tender flesh in the black suspender stockings squeezed out like tofu.

In line with her figure, her exaggeratedly plump breasts were squeezed by the arms around her chest, which were so soft that they almost covered her forearms.

Under the pointed wizard hat was a face as white as a silver plate, mostly obscured by shadows, with no eyebrows or eyes visible, but that made the pair of plump lips look even more charming.

Her delicate hands held a goblet. The goblet, which could fill the palm of an ordinary man, was as small as a candy in her hands.

Gudong.

After drinking the wine in the glass, the woman stood up, walked out of the shadows, and said with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Baron Raven."

"You can call me--

Q. "

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(End of this chapter)