Power and Empire Chapter 696: The fat man who miscalculated
696 the fat man who miscalculated
"How many people are there in the Rebellion Army?" Swadian Princess Haroldian asked calmly. There are 40 knights in her team, plus 300 court ladies who were transferred back to the inner house. They are close in combat power. A squadron, there should be no major problems,
From the knight’s hesitant look, the rebels outside the mansion should far exceed the strength in his hand, otherwise the knight captain, who has always been calm, would not be so flustered
"One thousand five hundred or more" Captain Cavaliers knelt on one knee and replied solemnly
"The leader of the team was the Hasingol Banner Commander, who was promoted earlier this month. He is a commander known for his aggressive attacks. I have met him at an officer’s meeting. Apart from a large number of heavy infantry In addition, I also brought 2 heavy wood chariots for siege,
If we launch a strong attack, even if we can defeat the skirmishers behind the Omo Chariot, it will be difficult to resist the destruction of the gate by the Siege Omo. Once the gate is captured, the heavy infantry of the rebels will swarm in.
"At that time, we only had a 50-man knight team, and there was no way to resist the impact of thousands of rebels." The knight's face looked ugly. The 50-man knight team had no advantage in front of the heavy infantry group. It can be said that the turbulent tactics of the rebels will submerge them like waves
"Siege Chariots, they will have a Siege Chariot..." Prais had a trace of doubt in his eyes. After a while, his face changed slightly, and his calm expression was full of tension
"A weapon like your lord?" Princess Haroldian turned her head a little curiously and asked,
Although she is a princess of the kingdom, she doesn't understand much about these military matters. From Prays's nervous look, this weapon is probably extraordinary
Sure enough, Prais nodded and explained
"Yes, this weapon is a heavy weapon made to break through the strong walls of the enemy. It collects a huge log of more than ten meters long as the point of impact, and hangs it with 8 thick rope hooks, as long as it is close to the wall. The pendulum effect can be used to hit the city wall. The front end of this wood is covered with hard fine iron, and the back end is covered with a long baffle for fire and arrow protection. No matter how strong the city wall is, it can’t resist the impact of a car. The wooden door of my mansion"
"There are only 8 of these weapons in the warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs. It seems that the warehouse of the Ministry of Military Affairs has been lost." Prays's voice looked a little desperate and frustrated,
"The Arms Depot of the Ministry of Military Affairs" Princess Haroldian's face also changed a little, now she finally means Prais's hesitant expression just now,
Plais said, "Since the East Court Cavalry went south, the Military Affairs Department has made every effort to produce weapons and equipment day and night, and the storage location of these weapons is the weapons warehouse of the Military Affairs Department.
There are 8 such warehouses in Palavin City and one in each of the four acropolises outside the city. When I stepped down, I had already produced 120,000 sets of weapons and armors.
If all fall into the hands of the rebels, in an instant there will be several times more rebels than there are now. Soldiers can be a warning sign from the refugees. Once a resentful refugee becomes a rebel, the entire Palavin will Falling into the unrecoverable horror
"120,000 sets of weapon armor"
The number in Prays’ mouth made Princess Harodian’s heart sink like an ice cube, her pretty face turned pale, but she still asked unwillingly, "Is there nothing we can do? ?" Don't skip words.
"There is another way, the princess must be very clear. The rebels suddenly concentrated their forces to attack here, what is it for..." Prais hesitated for a while with an ugly face, and said with a bitter smile on his lips
"The current chaos is out of the control of His Royal Highness the Second Prince. Judging from the current uncontrolled chaotic situation, this rebellion should be a temporary intent, so there is no even the most basic coordination and arrangement.
Since I can’t deal with it, the only way is to find a hapless person to come out and take the blame. The rebellious officer was promoted by me. The layout of the city defense was arranged by me before. Stay in Palavin’s important minister, and there is something more suitable than me. ? "
"I promoted the officers of the rebellion. I understand them. Now only I can put an end to this uncontrollable chaos. Otherwise, Paravin will be destroyed in the flames of this civil strife."
Prays’ eyes gleamed in the dark. "As long as you hand me over, the rebels will leave the princess. You are already the target of the marriage of the Falcon dynasty. No matter how bold the second prince, I never dare to touch you, just..."
Prays’s voice stopped, and his old face was full of resolute expression. He looked deeply at the second daughter who was crying in the distance. The body that had never been bent suddenly appeared in Princess Haroldian. Kneel down on one knee in front of you,
"Master Prais, you are doing this"
Haroldian was taken aback by Prays’s move, and quickly held Prays’s kneeling hands, but Prays’s high-level knight strength made her completely unable to shake her.
Prays knelt on one knee, raised his white-haired head, and said in a cool tone
"Hope that the princess can see from the many efforts I have made for the kingdom, she will safely send Prady Ellie to Amela, as long as she can escape, all my sacrifices will be worthwhile"
"This... well, I promise you, no matter what difficulties you encounter, I will ensure that Prati Elle reaches Amela safely"
Princess Haroldian's face hesitated slightly, and she nodded with difficulty. In this situation, apart from Prais, there is really no better candidate for her. The natural royal temperament makes her say something. With an unquestionable affirmation
"Thank you, Princess"
Prais stood up and solemnly gave a noble ritual to Princess Haroldian, and walked alone towards the gate. His thin figure was gradually swallowed by darkness, and appeared to be separated from the bleak cold wind. Lonely and lonely,
Princess Haroldian couldn't bear to turn her head away,
"Father, father, you can't go..." Prady Aire's crying sounded like needles in her ears, and a line of tears flowed from Princess Haroldian's bright eyes.
The noise outside the door quickly dissipated,
The captain of the Cavaliers reported that the rebels gathered outside the door had already left. Princess Haroldian looked up a little dazedly, looking at the sky reddened by the Palavin fire, a lone star dragged her long tail from Sliding down in midair,
It is undeniable that Prais’s analysis is extremely accurate. With some clues, it is as if he has witnessed it with his own eyes. It really deserves to be a figure who walked out of the storm,
Speaking of experience and experience, it is a pity that there is no surpassing in Paravin, but such a character is abandoned by the kingdom. It is really not Prais’s sorrow, or Swadian’s sorrow
The news of the Paravin Rebellion reached the fat man who was returning to Amela the next morning~IndoMTL.com~ Is this the case? Where's the dark thorn? They let Prais be taken away by the rebels? "
The fat man asked three questions anxiously, but the Secretary of Military Affairs who finally got his hands turned into a hostage of the rebels in a blink of an eye? This is really shocking
"Because of personal grievances, an order not allowed to be shot was issued." Isamoril, who was specifically for sending information to him, responded to him. As the contact person next to Fatty, she looked aggrieved and made Fatty feel aggrieved. Fire is also coming out
"Personal grievances..."
Hearing this reason, the fat man had an urge to hit the wall on the spot,
I miscalculated, this time it was really a big mistake. Prais is a dark noble, and one of the executors who expelled the Dark Thorn from Swadian. I even asked the dark thorn to save Prais. No wonder I have always seen the dark thorn with money's eyes open. This time I also played tricks
696 the fat man who miscalculated
696 the fat man who miscalculated