The next moment, Lisius, who chased out of the gate, saw with astonishment that those wolf-skinned warriors who had always been known as one against ten during the Norman invasion and the internal conflicts of the North Rhine Alliance were like paper dolls.
He was swept past by a small group of plate armored knights armed with halberds, axes and spears.
Their superb fighting skills and extraordinary bravery had not had time to show off; even the men with long-handled broad swords and iron-inlaid shields were smashed, knocked away, and hit all over the bishop's palace like rolling balls.
Between the pillars and the walls, the limbs were broken, and the blood vomited from the mouth was unable to come back.
Occasionally, there will be ferocious wolf-skin warriors who howl like wild beasts; regardless of casualties, they rush through the gaps between halberds, axes and guns, and cling to the back and shoulders of a plate-armored knight, using a knife to attack them.
He stabbed the gap between the armor with the dagger, and then was blown away by some kind of concussion.
There are even some plate-armored knights who pull the revolving weapons hanging under their arms, spraying clouds of flames, iron slag, and lead on the armor of their companions; they also suppress them layer by layer.
The wolf-skin warriors on the ground were bombarded until their flesh and blood flew everywhere...
"Heritage knights of the kingdom! Aren't they already in decline..." Lisius shouted this sentence almost like a groan, and without hesitation, he took the lead and fled inward, tearing off the armor and robes on his body at the same time.
The next moment, he was knocked unconscious by a corpse flying from behind.
Half an hour later, Jiang Tian also entered the Bishop's Palace, which was the residence of the former Northwest Archbishop and is now the royal party's base camp and pseudo-palace. He saw one after another captives covered in blood and minced meat, kneeling down with their hands tied behind their backs.
In the corridor, Jiang Tian was inspected. Falfner introduced:
"Your Majesty, our soldiers have successfully captured the Count of Trier and most of the members of his puppet court; they are now being screened by Antoine."
"In addition, we also found the bodies of the Count of Namur, who led the army, and Viscount Stella of the Luxembourg Army; we captured Bratban's regiment commander, five company commanders, and twenty-seven company captains;"
"But later I learned that the night before the city was breached, Archduke Bratban, escorted by the Brussels Guards and the Knights of the Silver Wolf, abandoned most of his troops and baggage and escaped through the northern city gate."
"It's just that when our assault knight team arrived inside the Bishop's Palace, they found that 'Marian', who claimed to be the queen, was even hanging out with her lover... So, something unseemly happened."
"By the way, Athos." Jiang Tian looked at the strong man in front of him with a strong figure and full military uniform and said with interest: "I heard that you were also a mercenary from Brabant.
I wonder what thoughts and experiences you have now when you revisit your old place?"
And on the vast land behind them, there are rising smoke pillars; there are also flags with bright heraldry running around. Those are the armies from the Dutch princes and their vassals, who are marching like locusts.
The remaining towns and villages were plundered on both sides of the road.
"No, father, or rather the Duke." However, Guilmond, who was tall and had curly brown hair, dropped his battle ax and knelt down in the tunnel without hesitation: "I just want you to know one thing.
The enemy has approached our capital, and we need you to make a decision."
But the bad news is that in addition to the fact that Princess Theresia was taken away by unknown forces during the Blood Moon Incident and her whereabouts are still unknown; outside the Kingdom of Zealand, which is gradually being pacified, someone is working hard to create a plan against the new regime of the Kingdom.
The encirclement network is just like the successive governments that have changed before.
There are also groups of soldiers and civilians who come from other areas, sweating like rain, harvesting the wheat that these towns and villages have no time to harvest; they have become teams of vehicles and livestock flowing on the road, converging on the designated area of the royal army.
in the stronghold, and exchange it for corresponding rewards.
"Damn it..." Duke Brabant, who was still drunk, saw a few familiar faces of his ministers gathered outside the door at a glance. He couldn't help shouting with his fingers: "Karl! Alb! Recht! What do you want to do?
What, are you trying to kill the lord who swore an oath?"
The good news is that Marianne I, who has only been on the throne for a week, is not a real member of the royal family, Princess Theresia; she is just a poor bastard who is supported by people with ulterior motives and used to attract and gather the remnants of the royal party. In this way
Ms. Malena can at least feel at ease.
The thickly carved silk facade was suddenly split with an ax to create a gap in the brief and intense movement. Then along the expanding gap, an arm with a lace sleeve stretched out, and the remaining parts of the door were cut.
The lock catch was raised and pushed open with force.
"Actually, my memories of my hometown are not that good." Athos said with a shy expression on his face: "Basically, all that's left is hunger and destitution, and constant fighting; the only way out is
I followed my elders and fellow villagers and lived by licking blood with swords."
"So, I would also like to thank your Majesty for your kindness in allowing my hometown village to be moved to a good place in the kingdom; and thank you even more for allowing our fellow villagers to return to their respective villages, kill those lords and tax collectors, and provide poverty relief to the poor.
Down and out young people, a new way out."
Supporting the Count of Trier to intervene in the civil strife of the Sealand Kingdom and support the fake Princess Theresia in the Northern Province was just one of the conspiracy and planning operations. But then Jiang Tian laughed.
After all, it is challenging and potentially fun.
However, the vassals whose names were called did not reply; instead, they all stepped back a few steps, revealing a figure wearing a shiny plate breastplate and holding a patterned battle ax. It was the eldest son of the Duke of Brabant,
He is also the current Viscount of Brussels and head of the guard Guilmond.
"Your Majesty, our outpost cavalry company has arrived at the town of Waterloo, not far from Brussels." Athos, a Brabant man who is the military police major on duty, reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, please tell me whether you want to arrange camping on the spot.
land and launch a tentative attack?"
A week later, in the hinterland of the Principality of Brabant, in the golden fields with rolling wheat waves and fragrant fragrance in the wind. Under the swaying flag of the smiling sun, there was an endless forest of spears and halberds, sword and shield bearers, musketeers, and horse-drawn artillery carts.
, marching towards the distant city of Brussels amidst the sound of drums and military songs.
"It turns out to be you! Kit, my child." Upon seeing this, Duke Brabant narrowed his eyes and sneered: "Are you so impatient that you want to pass me and sit on the throne of the palace? You
At what point did you make them all your accomplices..."
"Waterloo?" Jiang Tian felt a little sad when he heard this name. Isn't this the emperor of another time and space, the place where the Hundred Days Restoration finally failed? It's just that in this time and space, there may be no allusions related to Waterloo.
"The camp is allowed, but the attack is in no hurry."
In fact, among the countries in the Western Continent, there are only a handful of countries that have the ability and sufficient resources to invest and operate this kind of thing; coupled with the origins of the United North Rhine and the Duchy of Saxony, it is basically inseparable from one guess.
.The next step is to pursue the victory and expand the results.
"Father!" However, Guilmond said more and more urgently: "You have not been seen since your return; of course you don't know that during this period, the enemy has destroyed the country of Namur and forced
It surrendered to Luxembourg and occupied most of our territory."
"In the past few days, we have successively lost Selev, Nevenden, Fullerus, Langdonwan..., our cities, towns, and villages have been looted, even the manors and castles of the vassal knights.
Not spared, our subjects cried out in suffering..."
At the same time, the door to the Egmont Palace in Brussels, which had been closed since the return of the Duke of Brabant, was knocked hard from the outside again. However, before he could wait, he was covered in sweat, smelly, and had a shaggy beard.
The Duke of Brabant struggled up from a pile of wine bottles.
"If you can't cheer up and continue to lead us to make the right decision..." Guilmond said this, hesitating and then said: "Those nobles, knights and family vassals who have lost their territories and castles must all
Abandon our family and find a way out on our own."
Compared to another time and space, the Gallic chicken became the source of daily milk jokes; as a newly born kingdom, how could it gather the centripetal force of the same enemy and shape the country without being forged by several foreign encirclement networks and joint intervention forces?
What about the concept of state and nation?
——I am the dividing line of the plot——
"Decision? What decision?" However, when the Duke of Brabant heard this, he shook his drunken head and asked: "Didn't I already leave the city defense of Brussels and the handling of subsequent matters to you?
?Otherwise, why do you threaten my court?"
Then Falfner, with a face filled with contempt and disdain, pushed open the door to the innermost palace with his own hands. The smell of vomit, excrement and body fluids that hit his face also made Jiang Tian's expression a little complicated. After a moment,
He also got a piece of good news and a piece of bad news.
"The way out? Do they want to launch a rebellion? Or use my head to please those heretics?" The Duke of Brabant, with a shaggy beard, suddenly came to his senses and sneered: "Let them come, at least I still have Brussels
, and the general public who support me.”
"Your Majesty the Duke!" Guilmond said urgently: "Do you still believe the lies of the unknown woman and expect the North Rhine and Saxon armies to arrive in time to rescue you? All our fortresses and cities are not
How long can it hold off the enemy..."
"The self-defense regiments and guerrilla companies composed of the nobles and knights of the principality also suffered heavy losses in the battle with the Dutch princes; a large number of local residents were even moved abroad; some were even lured by the enemy, and
Become an accomplice in the destruction of our country."
"Then... what do you want?" Duke Brabant had completely calmed down and asked with a complex expression: "Is it to cede land and pay compensation? Or to strip the title? More harsh terms of vassalage for the suzerain?... In addition, there are
Are there any additional conditions?”
"No matter what, as long as we can start negotiations with the other party." Guilmond breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and said reluctantly: "It's just a prerequisite. You need to announce your abdication and seclusion in order to send troops to invade the kingdom's territory and support the kingdom's rebellion.