Conquest

Chapter 440: The death of a boy (2)

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A chubby figure, under the darkness of the night, got out of the room, with a seemingly bloated body, but with an astonishingly keen attitude, it ran across the snow in the yard like a nimble cat. generally.

Ruhl leaned over, grabbed two handfuls of snow and stuffed them into his mouth. He sipped the snow with the heat in his mouth, and then swallowed it into his stomach. During the whole process, he kept his head up and his eyes vigilant. Staring in the direction of the door, both ears are also carefully listening for any movement brought by the wind.

Behind him, there were two figures trailing out gently, carefully collecting snow with the basin in their hands, and then the three of them quietly returned to the house.

The house was already empty. They walked into the house, passed through a side door, and came to the back courtyard inside. The three entered a large house, but it was a warehouse, and lifted a thick piece of material on the ground. The plank suddenly revealed a cellar!

In the cellar, there was a slight light showing, and just after the floor was opened, two sharp swords came up from below.

The fat man smiled lightly and said in a low voice, "It's me."

The sword below was immediately retracted, and someone shouted in a loud voice, "Your Excellency is back!"

Luer cat got into the cellar with a waist, and then shook the snow on his body vigorously, and sighed: "It's still warmer here."

This cellar was originally the place where large families store their items. It can store food in winter and ice in summer. The space is not small.

At this moment in the cellar, there are hundreds of men, dressed in different clothes, sitting or fighting, gathered here in a circle. It's just a candle but only a mere one.

Ruhl walked down, looked at the men beside him, and said with a smile, "I'll be fine today, there are two brothers watching outside, everyone should take a rest, let's go out and do two more votes at dawn! "

When he said this, someone immediately said: "Sir, those rioting soldiers are really useless, they are just a bunch of garbage! We have been sneaking around these days, and we have killed hundreds of them, but how can we save such a petty mess? I got the city! I think it's better to find a rebel stronghold and take it in one breath! As long as we can grab enough horses! We brothers are a hundred cavalry! In this city, rampage is enough! Go to the palace to save the emperor, Or go to the Arc de Triomphe to help General Adric, it’s all good, it’s better than lurking here and sneakily killing a few stragglers, right?”

As soon as this person opened his mouth, other people couldn't help but claim it was.

Ruhl listened and smiled lightly. He just raised his hand and pressed it, and the cellar suddenly became quiet. The 100 sturdy warriors in front of them who were too proud to be so proud were completely obedient to this fat general.

"I know that everyone is holding back very much. That day the city was broken. I called you here. Everyone is thinking of going into battle to kill the enemy. I naturally understand in my heart! At this moment, there are rebels everywhere in the city. To be honest, although there are many of them. , I think most of them are just rabble, where is the opponent of our Roderian cavalry! As long as we have enough horses, we will rush in line, even if ten times the rebel army comes, it will never stop us, this point, Lao Tzu Still very confident! Hahahaha!"

When the people around him heard it, they all laughed and said, "Not bad! Fighting a tough battle head on, in this Byzantine country, who can be stronger than us Rodrigues!"

"That's right." Ruhl nodded, then his tone changed, and he said solemnly: "But the situation is like this, although I know the courage and loyalty of the brothers to the country, but since I am a general, I naturally consider the problem. Go a little further... How many rebels are there in the city? Thirty thousand? Or fifty thousand? How many of us are there? Even if you are all good men, first-class warriors, your whole body is beaten with iron, how many nails can you crush? I really went out and tried my best to fight for my life. If I don’t have this body, how many rebels can I kill? If you kill a thousand and eight hundred, you will be invincible. What effect can it play on the overall situation?”

After saying this, there was nothing to say.

Ruhr said slowly: "We've been lurking in this place for three days. These days, we've worked piecemeal and secretly killed a few stragglers and chaotic soldiers who ran in. Until now, those idiots haven't noticed our existence! This is us. This is a great opportunity! At this moment in the city, our strength is weak, and it is no longer possible to fight the war in a normal way! If we want to succeed, we must have an extraordinary force! The sword is slanted, and at this time, it is the right thing! Many people, if they put them in a frontal charge to fight a battle, it is just a small splash! But if it is a special situation, if we use this special soldier on the blade, maybe it can play a role in controlling the situation of the battle. Everyone, I am not afraid of death, and everyone is not afraid of death. We all have the courage to die for the empire, but if we really want to save this country, how to die, where to die, when to die, and when to die Where, on this point, everyone must listen to me!"

In Ruhr's words, the truth is obvious, and no one objected any more.

Since the day the city was broken, Ruhl has gathered a hundred and ten wounded soldiers of the former Rodriguez who were recuperating at home. Taking advantage of the chaos in the city, these more than a hundred people lurked in the chaos.

The city has been in chaos for many days, and the rebels are somewhat scattered within the command. In order to compete for territory, the rebels have mixed up the prosperous and prosperous imperial capital. The rebels do not belong to each other. It gave the lurking team of Ruhl room to survive.

What's more, this fat man was originally known for being good at running and hiding, and he was as cunning as an old fox.

Although the more than 100 people under his command are all wounded soldiers, they are all warriors who have survived a hundred battles in the most elite army of the empire, such as the Rodriguez cavalry! Again, he brought it out with his own hands. They fought together on the battlefield, and they were raised by him at home after the war. The kindness and righteousness were deeply tied, and the top and bottom were all obedient to him. With an order from Ruhr, everyone was omnipotent, and the command was also internal and external. Go back to your heart, never have a second sentence. The elite of such a group of elites, although everyone is disabled, but under the leadership of the clever and cunning fat man Ruhl, they have found a way to survive in this chaotic imperial capital!

On the day the city was destroyed, Ruhr dismissed the servants in the family, scattered the family wealth, and came out with only the hundreds of wounded soldiers. In the dilapidated house, watching the rebels all the way through the door, Fatty waited patiently and waited patiently until there were more than a dozen rebels broke into the house. The more than ten rebels who broke into the wolf's den were slaughtered in an instant.

Immediately, Ruhl took the selected more than a dozen people, put on the costumes of the rebels, and ran into the street swaggeringly!

The city is full of rebel soldiers, who burn, kill, and loot. Most of them are from different subordinates, and it is normal that they do not recognize each other. More than a dozen people from Ruhl were rampaging on the street, but no one stopped them. Others saw them and only regarded them as friendly troops who ran out of a certain rebel army to take advantage of the fire.

The fat man was daring and wandered the streets with more than a dozen people. He had lived in the imperial capital for a long time. He was naturally familiar with the geographical environment. After breaking away from the brigade of rebels, after getting enough clothes, they threw the corpses directly into the well or tied stones and threw them into the river, and then they led people to the hiding place.

From then on, these more than 100 elites have all changed into the costumes of the rebels, and the fat man led him directly to the street. If he encountered a rebel group, he would keep a low profile and avoid it. If he encountered a small group of rebels, everyone I copied the guy up to fight.

Fighting is everywhere in the city. Within the rebels, fighting for territory is also common. Ruhl and others occasionally fought with the rebels, but they did not attract much attention. Even the day before yesterday, they attacked A group of more than 100 rebels, but the two sides fought halfway, and two groups of rebels rushed outside the street. They were confused and involved in the chaos, fighting for a while, and waited until the end. , dozens of lives were lost earlier, but Fatty had already taken advantage of the chaos and ran away with people.

The most daring thing was when everyone ran out of food, but Fatty took a dozen people and swaggered into the stronghold of a group of rebels on a street, grabbed a few packets of food, and ran away swaggeringly. , as for how the rebels fought a lawsuit afterwards, that's not what he needs to be concerned about by Uncle Ruhr.

The huge imperial capital is in chaos. Ruhr led people to hide in the streets, but specially selected those dilapidated houses that were looted by the rebels. This kind of place has already been emptied from the outside. After the oil and water, naturally no other rebels are interested in entering.

It's just that when I was hiding occasionally, there were one or two rebels, who were carrying women who were tied up and who didn't know where they were, and crashed into the house. They wanted to do something wrong, but they were all slaughtered and rescued by Fatty's men. The woman, she had no choice but to feel wronged and put it in the cellar.

It must be said that this country is at the top of the list, and the Byzantine Empire's millennium national fortune has reached the point where it has become decadent and can no longer be decadent. There is darkness in everyone's heart, and there is no hope in sight.

But this fat man has the ability to agitate the morale of the more than 100 wounded soldiers. Anytime, when his subordinates look at this fat general, they can see the fat man's indifferent smile. Whether it's Sis or El Salvador, in the fat man's mouth, there are a bunch of idiots, as if the fat man could stab him to death with his fingers.

It is this kind of attitude that seems to be sloppy in everything and a hob meat, but it has infected all the subordinates.

Anyway, the country has come to this point, just follow this general to fight, the man is a man, nothing else, he still has two arms, and he is full of blood. When it comes to the last step, it is nothing more than closing your eyes. , nothing but death!

The days of lurking in the city, the fifth day has passed.

Ruhr has not slept for almost two days. When he was fine, he just climbed up the roof quietly, hid in the leeward, looked into the distance, and muttered to himself: "It's time to arrive... It's time to arrive..."

At this moment in Fatty's heart, he had the same idea as Adrick!

"Damn it! Those damned Lantiss, even if they are tortoises, they should climb it! This weather, the wind is strong, the big ships on the sea raise their sails, and they can run like flying! Even Catania No matter how bad the Landis army in Hong Kong is, getting news in one day, reorganizing and boarding the ship in one day, three days at sea, five days, it's time for the goddamn to arrive!"

Although it was said that he rejected the request of his subordinates to move closer to the palace or the Arc de Triomphe, Fatty kept an eye on the movements in these two directions all the time.

At least, until now, in the direction of the Imperial Palace and the Arc de Triomphe, the sound of imperial bugles is occasionally heard intermittently, which is enough to prove that these two places have not been breached by the rebels, and their own troops are continuing to resist!

Landis! Damn, just wait for the Landis to come!

I haven't closed my eyes for two days, and Fatty's eyes have boiled over like a rabbit.

On this day, he didn't eat anything, but when he was thirsty, he grabbed a few handfuls of snow and swallowed it in his stomach.

In the evening of this day, the sound of the fighting in the direction of the Arc de Triomphe suddenly became fierce. From a distance, there were flames blazing into the sky. It was obvious that the rebels had gathered strength again and were attacking the defenders of the Arc de Triomphe.

After killing for an afternoon, the sound of the bugle was interrupted several times in the middle. Every time the sound of the bugle stopped, although Fatty didn't show it on his face, his heart was almost bleeding! Finally, after hearing the sound of the trumpet again, the fat man let out a sigh of relief.

Until the sun went down, Fatty finally made a secret plan in his heart.

At Adrick's place, I'm afraid I can't stand it anymore. If it really doesn't work, I will take this hundred people to rescue him when it is dawn! A hundred people like me, killed from behind, can also stab the rebels with a knife... Alas, it's a pity, why are those Lantis people coming so slowly...

Just as it was getting dark, the direction of the Arc de Triomphe, the sound of the fighting had disappeared, and the last bugle came with a tragic taste, as if saying goodbye...

The fat man realized: Adrick really couldn't stand it anymore!

But at the last moment when the night seemed to finally fall... In the direction of the harbor, along with the cold wind, when the looming voice came... Fatty suddenly seemed to have been slashed in the face! The bloated body jumped out of the dark in a jiffy, swooped in and out, then fell on the roof to go on the road, put his ears up, and listened carefully in the wind for a while, the fat man laughed wildly: "Hahahaha! It's here! It's here! It's finally here!"

The fat man was so excited that he almost burst into tears! Just because the trumpet he heard was the same as what Adric heard at the Arc de Triomphe!

Horn of the Landis Navy!

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On the sea, night has come. On this vast sea, the huge fleets of the Lantis people are lined up. From a distance, the sails are splendid, dense and continuous, and the huge and black hulls are like a sea. General fort.

The navy fleet of the Landis who came from the port of Catania, after rushing all the way frantically, the sailors on the ship were almost tired, and at this moment, looking at the port at sea... Sigiriya, the first heroic city in this continent, is right in front of you!

In the darkness, this once prosperous giant city. But it seems that there is no anger at all. There is no light in the city, and it is dark and suffocating.

Only in the port, there are the arrow towers along the coast, and the lights. Obviously, the soldiers stationed by the rebels have discovered the Lantis fleet coming from the sea. The sound of the horn.

Among the Landis fleets, the largest battleship was flying the flag of the flagship. Ghisrent had already boarded the ship in a small boat, and then the legendary commander of the Landis Navy took over the fleet unceremoniously. command authority.

The fleet that was ordered to come here is the Second Fleet of the Landis Kingdom Navy, sixteen giant warships, plus eight troop transport ships, and more than thirty warships of various sizes. Looking at the sea, it is already the largest in the whole country of the poor Byzantine Empire. A force that the navy cannot resist.

The flagship is the legendary battleship "Freelander" in the Landis Kingdom's navy.

Ghisrent, this bearded general, is the captain of the Freelander!

Standing on the bridge, Ghisrent retracted his monocular, the sea breeze made his face go blank, turned around and glanced at a general behind him, and said in a low voice, "Order, the whole army will land immediately!"

The general behind him, who was the deputy commander of the fleet, came from the port of Catania with the fleet, and after hearing the order of Ghislent, he hesitated: "Sir, it is already dark, and we will land at night. The terrain is unclear, and we will suffer... Moreover, we received news and rushed here with all our strength. From boarding the ship to driving here, we also encountered a storm on the way, and the sailors on and off were exhausted. It's better to fix it overnight. Tomorrow Morning again…”

"I don't have time for one night!" Ghisrent coldly rejected his subordinate's suggestion, pointing to the city in the distance: "There is still resistance in the palace! But in the next time, every moment, the palace may be To be breached! Once the palace is lost, it means that all our strategies have failed! I can't take risks! I can't wait!"

Saying that, an excited expression gradually appeared on Jislent's face: "I know we will suffer a higher loss than expected! But, you see clearly! What is in front of us! This is Osgilly Ya! It's the imperial capital of the Byzantine Empire! It's a continent... No, it's the most majestic and huge city in the world! And now, this city is right in front of our eyes, at our feet! We will receive the greatest feat in the history of the kingdom : Capture Osgilia!"