What's wrong with building a steel torrent in a dungeon?

However, as the power of the city lord declined and authority was gradually taken over by the nine major families, the city of Orila never organized any exploration of the third area again (even if it did, it mostly became a means for the nine major families to make money), so to this day no one knows how deep or how big the third area is, and how much wealth it contains.

The expeditionary force of the Holy Roel Empire arrived at the outskirts of Orila City with ease. Since they would come here to conquer after every event, for them, this place was like going home, relaxing and comfortable.

On this day, Fran climbed up to the fortress of Thermopylae and looked down. She saw a huge light composed of countless torches and illumination magic arrays appearing on the horizon. Under the light, the army of 20,000 people was densely packed, like a tide with no end in sight.

Such terrifying pressure made Fran feel a little nervous even though she had made sufficient preparations.

Fortunately, the Thermopylae fortress was located between two mountains and was very narrow, so the army could not deploy at all and could only rely on small elite troops to launch continuous attacks.

And Fran has a secret weapon - Christina.

With Christina around, Fran could get a steady stream of military intelligence from Margaret, including when the attack would start, who the commander was, the commander's command habits, his combat skills, the number of his personal guards, XP, etc.

Before long, the expeditionary force of the Holy Roll Empire set up camp and the siege was about to begin.

On the first day, Margaret sent her own direct descendant, Count Wallenstein, to attack the city.

With thousands of infantrymen armed with ladders and other siege equipment, accompanied by a large number of catapults in the rear, it seemed that Margaret was ready to fight to the death.

Of course, Fran had already learned the intelligence the day before. Count Wallenstein was just feinting, and the real attacker was another direct descendant of Margaret, Count Tilly. He would personally lead the elite troops through the narrow path, and then disguise as a soldier from the city of Orilla to take down Thermopylae by surprise.

Although Count Wallenstein was only feinting, he still followed all the necessary procedures, and the whole thing was no different from a real siege.

Before the war, he also sent an envoy to talk nonsense and boost the morale of his side.

I saw a messenger dressed in elegant clothes and wearing a wig, riding a tall warhorse, slowly coming to the gate of Wenquan Pass.

The rule that envoys should not be killed when two armies are fighting also applies here. In order to avoid being recognized by Margaret and to avoid being hurt by hidden arrows, Fran once again asked Vanessa to pretend to be her and show up on the top of the city.

The city lord is so despicable! Vanessa kept cursing in her heart, but finally put on Fran's clothes and went out.

"Are you the Lord of Fulan?" the messenger said in a flowery tone.

"That's right." Vanessa answered stiffly.

"Lord Fulan is originally a human being. He knows his destiny and understands the times. Why would he allow himself to degenerate and become the lord of the monsters?" The messenger came up and said bluntly.

Before this, Fran forced Vanessa to recite an entire speech, which was just right for use now.

If it weren't for the oppression of the nobles of the Holy Roll Empire, why do you think there are so many humans in Orila City!" Vanessa, who pretended to be Fran, said: "To put it bluntly, it is your Holy Roll Empire that has truly fallen! In the past few years, there have been internal and external troubles! The people are living in misery! It has completely tarnished the legitimacy of the Roll Empire!"

These words directly shocked the messenger.

Isn't the other party a little girl who knows nothing? How can she be so eloquent? And he couldn't refute it, so he could only ignore 'Flan's' questioning and continued: "The destiny changes, the artifact changes, and it will belong to the virtuous people. This is the law of nature."

At this point, the messenger paused, and then continued, "Your Majesty Margaret, since you ascended to the throne, you have swept across the world, swept across the eight directions, and won the hearts of all people and the admiration of all quarters. This is not achieved by power, but by destiny. You have become the Lord of the Demon Realm with a human body, which can be said to be a great talent and ambition. Why do you go against the will of heaven? Don't you know that

Those who obey the will of heaven will prosper, and those who defy the will of heaven will perish? Today, our Holy Roel Empire has a million soldiers and thousands of good generals. I understand that the glow of the rotten grass in your Orila City cannot compare to the bright moon in the sky!"

The messenger pointed to the sky, but he was shocked to remember that there was no sky in the city of Orila, so of course he couldn't see the moon.

Who wrote these lyrics?

He cursed in his heart while continuing: "If you turn your back on your enemies and surrender politely, you will still be able to retain your title of nobility. Isn't it wonderful to have the best of both worlds?"

"Laugh...laugh loudly." Fran whispered beside Vanessa.

“Ahahahaha!” Vanessa laughed awkwardly, then said according to the script, “I thought that as the chief envoy of the Holy Roll Empire, you would have something profound to say when you came to the battlefront and faced the soldiers of both armies. I didn’t expect you to say such vulgar words.”

"I have something to say, please listen carefully!"

Chapter 41 Cursing the Messenger to Death

"In the days of Charles Franco, the imperial power declined, the Grand Dukes caused disasters, the country was in chaos, and the four directions were in turmoil. After the Battle of Whitewater, the Grand Dukes of Hastings, Habsburg and others divided the world, causing the great empire to fall apart and become a laughing stock. In the temple, rotten wood served as officials, and under the walls, beasts ate the salary. It has been a continuous year, and disasters have been

Disasters arose everywhere, and the people suffered greatly.”

"At this time of national crisis, what did Queen Margaret do? I have heard of Margaret's life. She was born as a concubine and was carefully raised by a blacksmith. As an emperor, she should be grateful for the kindness of her past upbringing. She should be diligent in government, love the people, and cultivate her character. Why did she ignore the lives of the people and go to war to attack me, Olivia?

City! Margaret, can you be worthy of the people who raised you? This is a serious crime that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth!!”

The messenger was Margaret's loyal guard. When he heard Fran insulting Margaret, he was furious and yelled, "You are just a city lord, how dare you..."

"Shut up! Shameless envoy. Don't you know that people all over the world want to kill the emperor, seize the bird... overthrow the nobles! You have levied heavy taxes and accumulated millions of wealth, but you are arrogant and extravagant. In order to gain empty honor, you are willing to send troops to fight far away! How many people have been killed along the way! How many people have been destroyed and displaced!"

"You are just a bunch of greedy and shameless vampires! You have sucked the blood of civilians and taken away the products of their labor! Now you are robbing the children of civilians and forcing them to go to the battlefield! And finally take their military exploits! How dare you call yourself the nobles of the Holy Roll Empire? How can you face the Holy Roll Empire's millions after you die?

Thousands of innocent souls were murdered!"

"I! I! You!!" The messenger was speechless after being refuted.

"Today! I, Fran, inherit the will of countless civilians, gather here the spirit of resistance to tyranny, resist the nobles, resist the imperial power! Even if you don't come, I will come back to settle accounts with you! When the time comes, I will hang you unproductive vampires! Return the land and wealth to the civilians! Return the glory to the warriors!

scholar!"

As soon as these words were spoken, not only the messenger, but all the soldiers on the battlefield began to talk about it.

yes!

We were the ones who fought desperately on the battlefield, but what did we get? Nothing. No honor, no reward, only a symbolic reward! All the credit goes to the upper level, and all the faults are attributed to the lower level! This is really unfair.

And even if you manage to survive on the battlefield and return home by chance, what will be the outcome? You will work in the loess and grasslands all your life, but you will not have enough food to eat or clothes to wear, and all the fruits will be given to the nobles above for their extravagant squandering.

The messenger saw that his words not only had no effect, but were even refuted from head to toe. The soldiers behind him also began to waver. For a moment, he had no idea what to do and could only stand there helplessly and furiously: "Shut up! You are so sweet-talking! You are bewitching people! You are a depraved bastard! A lackey of the demon world!"

"Humph!" 'Flan' continued, "I represent the countless civilians and monsters who have been oppressed by you for a hundred years. Since you are a flattering minister and a lackey of the nobles, you can only hide your head and live a miserable life. You are a dog with a broken spine! How dare you bark in front of our army! Despicable emperor! Greedy nobles! Your rule is about to end.

How will you face the Emperor of Shinra who fought for the people?"

"I...I.....you!"

"You have lived for twenty-six years in vain. You have never planted a grain of rice or woven a piece of cloth, but you wear brocade clothes and eat fine rice and good food! You have never done anything in your life, and you can only oppress the civilians and drive the soldiers. You are a maggot attached to my bones, and you dare to boast about destiny in front of our army! I have never seen such a shameless person!"

"You! You!" The messenger was scolded in front of so many people, and he didn't know how to fight back. He was anxious and angry, and suddenly his eyes turned white, and he fell off the horse. The horse didn't expect its master to fall suddenly, and in a hurry, it stepped on the messenger's chest with one hoof, and crushed him to death.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was silent.

People on both sides gasped and looked at what was happening in front of them in surprise.

Phew... it feels so good to scold him! Eh? Why did he fall down?

Vanessa, the instigator, opened her jaw in surprise.

Through Christina, Fran knew what the messenger would say in front of the battle, and she also knew the messenger's life story. So she wrote a special speech in advance, and asked Vanessa to practice it repeatedly in private! Until there was no problem with the tone and expression.

She did this, firstly to dampen the opponent's enthusiasm in public, and secondly to let those ordinary soldiers know! There is no blood feud between the civilians of Orila City and them, and all the wars were caused by those corrupt nobles.

But... she really didn't expect that the effect of this article would be so outstanding that it directly scolded the other party's messenger to death.

But soon, the silence was replaced by cheers.

The cheers from the Aurora soldiers came one after another.

This time, they cheered from the bottom of their hearts! The reason was simple, because it resonated with them! On the surface, Fran was scolding the nobles of the Holy Roel Empire, but in fact, she also scolded the nine major families of Orila City. Although the two groups had different positions, what they did was the same.

The same.

As long as this is used, no one can represent the interests of the grassroots people and speak out their voices.

Until Fran appeared.

She did not withhold military pay or food like the nine major families. She would personally attend every military pay distribution to ensure that every soldier received their pay. She would also give soldiers extra treatment on weekdays, whether it was food or accommodation. Not only that, she would often visit the soldiers' dormitories to comfort them and ask about their well-being.

Fran used her own actions to prove that what was said in the speech was not empty words.

The soldiers in the hot springs looked at Fran excitedly, while the imperial soldiers under the tower had conflicting expressions in their eyes.

Fran's words touched their hearts, but it was a pity that such a considerate general was not on their side, but their enemy! The morale of the Holy Roll Empire, which was originally high, suddenly fell to the bottom.

We have fought all our lives, and we are covered in wounds. What is the result? Not only are we not given official titles, but we are not even given any condolences. If we die in battle, it may be okay, at least we will get a little pension. If we return home alive, we may only get a little pitiful severance pay, and we will have to spend the rest of our lives in pain and suffering.

What are we aiming for?

Did we really join the army voluntarily? It was because our family’s land was controlled by the nobles and we could not afford the high taxes, so we were forced to join the army.

Why should I fight for a country like this?

Some soldiers thought of something deeper.

Who is taking away our achievements? Who is stealing our military achievements? Who is exploiting us?

..........

As a general, Count Wallenstein didn't know what to do for a moment. He had fought for so many years, but this was the first time he had seen such a scene.

Chapter 42 Ambush

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! It's bad! The messenger is dead!"

Margaret, who was sitting in the central army camp, frowned slightly, but then said sarcastically: "Monsters are monsters after all. When two armies are fighting, they don't kill the envoys. They don't even understand this rule."

"Your Majesty... The soldier who came to report the news thought for a moment, and then said, "That messenger... he was not killed by the people of Orila City."

"Wasn't it someone from Orila City who killed him? Or was it suicide?" Margaret asked.

"He... He was so angry after hearing the words of the mayor of Orila City that he fell off his horse and was trampled to death by the horse." The soldier thought for a moment and said in a relatively tactful tone.

"What?"

"What??"

This time not only Margaret, but also Christina was shocked.

After experiencing so many battles, this is the first time I have heard of such a way of death.

"What on earth did the city lord say to make my envoy so angry that he fell off his horse?" Margaret asked in disbelief.

The soldier roughly repeated what Fran said.

After hearing this, Margaret immediately sneered and said, "What on earth is this city lord thinking about? Leading troops to fight, conquering cities, raising military supplies, and supporting the army, which one is not done by nobles. Lady Saint, don't you think so?"

Christina just nodded perfunctorily, but from her eyes, it was clear that she was lost in thought.

The soldier continued, "Count Wallenstein asked whether to postpone the attack. The death of the envoy has greatly affected morale."

"No need, let him continue to attack. He's just pretending all the way anyway." Margaret waved her hands in a bored manner, and then said: "Tell him not to attack too hard!"

"As ordered."

"Hmph! The city lord is so sharp-tongued. I remember she was still a little girl. When I catch her, I will definitely give her a good beating to see if her mouth is still so hard under the whip, shackles and candles!" Margaret said fiercely: "Saint Lady, what do you think?"

"Well, I am an ascetic. The matter of prisoners is entirely up to your majesty to decide." Christina said hurriedly. But she was thinking in her heart that Fran's mouth was indeed hard, but her body was always soft.

The war drums sounded and the siege began.

The Holy Roel Empire's siege troops immediately started to move. Soldiers held up ladders and launched an attack on Thermopylae under the sparse rain of arrows. However, Thermopylae's terrain was too dangerous, and Wallenstein did not intend to attack it by force. This attack and defense did not pose any threat at all, but it made Fran's soldiers

We adapt to the battlefield in advance.

Fran would not use firearms to defend against such a low-intensity attack. He ordered the soldiers to hide their muskets and only use bows and arrows to fight back.

The first time that a secret weapon like firearms was used was naturally on the most important battlefield.

The siege battle between the two sides was a lot of noise but little action. Despite the shouts and drums, there was actually no progress. This made Fran a little disappointed. She had wanted to see what the magicians who accompanied the army, which the Holy Roel Empire was so proud of, looked like!

Although Fran was sitting on the city wall watching the battle, her heart was on the real battlefield, the nameless path of Thermopylae.

Unknown path.

Catherine and Vanti led Fran's true troops and ambushed silently in the darkness.

It was unknown how long it had been before a group of soldiers holding torches finally appeared in their sight.

"They are finally here!" Fandi said softly, "Wait until the team reaches the middle and then launch the attack?"

"No." Catherine shook her head, and then said: "These people are not cavalry. They should be the vanguard to occupy the entrance of the trail."

"But there are quite a lot of them, and many of them are wearing heavy armor! These should also be Margaret's direct descendants. Are we going to let them in like this?"

"Just let them in." Catherine said, "Margaret's main force is her cavalry! Not only are they all wearing spiritual armor (a kind of armor with magic arrays engraved inside), but they are all masters of rank. As long as we intercept the cavalry in this narrow place, their elite will be useless. Now we will start.

Not only will we fail to catch the enemy's main force, but we will also expose the fact that we know the nameless path."

After hearing this, Fanti nodded and continued to keep calm and watch the enemy troops pass by little by little.

But there was still some worry in her eyes.

The troops there had at least 500 people, and there were so many heavy infantry. On the other hand, Fran's soldiers had only been trained for two or three months, and they only had simple armor, and there were almost no masters among them. If we let this elite force go in, who would restrain them?

Not long after the vanguard crossed the trail, Catherine soon heard the sound of horse hooves, and then a group of cavalry appeared in their sight.

Catherine squinted her eyes and carefully identified the front. With the powerful vision of the elf, she quickly found the leader of the team - Earl Tilly. He was Margaret's top general and a sixth-level warrior himself, so such an important task naturally fell on him.

"Get ready, close the net!" said Catherine.