Chapter 520 A 5,000-character chapter on the surprise attack on the steeple palace!
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In February, the heavy snow had not gone away, and the weather was still very cold at this time, but Ryan had already ordered a certain scale of mobilization in the territory, and his own army, plus the main forces from the Principality of Winford and the Principality of Bordeaux, arrived one after another.
Hundreds of tents have been set up, and the remaining soldiers are also setting up camps one by one under the orders of the sergeant. Food shipped from Lane's territory is continuously being imported into the camp, and war mobilization is underway.
Currently, the people being mobilized are basically industrial and commercial people, especially free people. Lane hopes that this early attack will not affect the agriculture of his territory as much as possible, so he tries to recruit as little agricultural population as possible. In this context, he only recruits
There are about two thousand infantrymen, and
And they are basically semi-professional armies, and Bordero and Winford also sent a large number of knights and part of the standing army to Commander Ryan. The commander of Bordreau is Baron Fedmund, and the commander of Winford is
The commander-in-chief is Ser Gerald, and they all serve under Lion.
Morgiana, the Lake God Witch, led a whole team of Lake God Prophets and a team of Holy Grail guards to the front line. Teresa and Aurora, mother and daughter, and the entire ice witch apprentice group were also stationed in the camp.
It is Ryan's magical side in this war. Veronica is on standby in Ryan's territory. If Ryan needs her help, the Gloria Witch will come to the front line.
King Belegar of the Angrond clan also led the dwarf army to the camp. Belegar only brought more than 800 people this time, including Angrond's sworn bodyguards and the famous North Star Ax Regiment and the Brotherhood of Steel.
As well as a team of rangers and a team of musketeers, the rest are artillery.
The Novigreen Ironbreakers hired by Lane and the Black Powder Brotherhood of Dugan also arrived at the camp.
The forest was covered with heavy snow and became completely white. It was very cold in the Chalon Forest. Ryan was wearing a white bearskin cloak and he was inspecting the camp.
"Earl, we have gathered more than 5,000 people and arrived at the frontline camp." Holy Grail Knight Armand, Ryan's flag officer, followed behind Ryan. He said: "Five kilometers to the north is the Grays Murray River. As long as
Cross the river, not far from the other side of the river is the Spire Palace."
"Yeah." Ryan nodded, thinking about the current situation: "Count Ocasson probably hasn't noticed that we are gathering troops here yet, right?"
"Not yet. Count Ocasson is already alert to our movements. He has sent many scouts and sentries to guard the key points of the Graysmoray River. If we cross the river on a large scale, he will definitely send his troops immediately
Return to the Spire Palace and defend it." Armand continued: "Our dwarf brothers have already calculated that even if Ms. Teresa can help us sneak across, the number of people cannot exceed one hundred."
"One hundred people, that's enough." Ryan focused his gaze on the skyline and took a deep breath: "Baron Fedmund and Sir Gerald will go with us, Armand, are you ready?
What?"
"Wherever the Earl's sword goes, that's where I, Armand, go!" Armand held up a large flag with the coat of arms of the Lane family.
"Very good, let's look for an opportunity." Ryan nodded: "Sir Bertrand and the two half-elves Estelle and Dais have already crossed the Graysmoray River. Let's wait for the opportunity."
The entire camp was urgently deploying various supplies and preparing for war.
From the morning of the first day to the afternoon of the second day, Sir Bertrand and the two half-elf rangers finally brought back the news that Ryan wanted: "Earl, we have received news that Earl Ocasson will lead his own army tomorrow."
The servants went hunting in the wilderness near the Spire Palace! This is a routine winter hunt!"
"Very good, get ready to take action!" Ryan immediately ordered. Within the entire camp, the eighty knights he selected responded immediately. The Holy Grail Knight Fedmund held the golden sea monster cross helmet, and the Paladin Sir Gerold held the golden sea monster cross helmet.
The silver unicorn cross helmet is ready.
Ryan found Aurora and her daughter who were resting in the corner of the camp: "Ms. Aurora, Theresa?"
Aurora, who was dressed in a luxurious dress, nodded. She didn't say much. The Holy Witch began to chant a big spell. Teresa led the entire group of witch apprentices to chant the spell along with Aurora and began to cast spells.
Morgiana, the witch of the Lake God, also led the Lake God prophets to chant spells, and layers of auras were cast on the eighty knights headed by Ryan.
The action begins!
Eighty knights were fully armed, and they were surrounded by seven or eight life spells enhanced by the Lake God Witch. Taking advantage of the darkness, this knight team came to the riverside in the dark.
At three o'clock in the morning, the surface of the turbulent but extremely filthy Graysmoray River was a layer of ice floe, and underneath was the flowing river water.
The sorceress Teresa rides on a half-blood elf warhorse, and she sings ice magic.
The river begins to freeze and becomes more solid.
Sir Bertrand was wearing a warm animal skin cloak, a three-cornered hat with two feathers on his head, and carrying a starfire bow made by wood elves on his back. He and two half-elves patrolled the forest.
The guest reported the situation: "Count, the sentry on the other side of the river has been cleared by us. Count Ocasson and his army will not detect our movements for the time being, but as time goes by, the disappearance of the sentry will still arouse alert on the other side of the river.
"
"That's enough. I'm sorry to trouble you, Bertrand, Estelle, and Dess." Ryan, riding on the pure-blooded elf war horse Grape, encouraged the three of them with gentle words: "If this operation is successful, the military medal will be awarded to you."
There will be a part of you in the city.”
He couldn't ride a griffin during this operation. The gryphon's target was too big and too conspicuous.
"It is an honor for me to serve the Count." Bertrand lowered his head and said, "Now, let me lead the way for you."
"Very good! Let's go!"
The ice on the river became extremely solid under the influence of magic. As Bertrand and the other three got on their horses, Ryan immediately led eighty knights to ride directly across the ice quickly.
Five minutes later, after confirming that all the knights had passed, Theresa immediately stopped casting spells. Without the support of magic, the solid ice layer quickly gradually thinned under the impact of the river water, returning to its previous fragile state.
The sorceress stared at the direction in which Ryan and others were leaving. She didn't pause for too long. Teresa got on her horse and rushed back to the camp to assist Aurora in casting spells.
This great spell will be the key to determining the outcome of the surprise attack!
…………I am the dividing line crossing the river in the early morning…………
In the early morning, the lord of the Spire Palace, Count Ocasson, woke up from his sleep.
Unlike many undead lords in Mousilon, Ocasson is a real human being. He has always refused to become a vampire. For some reason, whether it was the Blood Red Duke who previously ruled Mousilon or the middle man who was responsible for controlling the situation
Neither the Lich King Arkhan nor the current "Snake" Mathurbard forced Count Ocasson to transform into a vampire.
Because of Count Ocasson's special status, he may be one of the very few nobles from the generation of the first Duke of Mousilon, "The Victor" Landuin, who still has a clear family tree passed down to the current Mousilon nobles.
This is really commendable, because after Mousilon suffered three major catastrophes, the local nobles either switched to Lyonnaise or died or were transformed into vampires. Because of this, Count Ocasson became a
It is the object that both Britannia and the vampires need to strive for, which is the so-called "setting an example". The undead want to prove it through the example of Count Ocasson
It is precisely because of this that Ocasson has attracted much attention from the vampires since he came to Mousilon. Not only did he give him the title of earl, but he also gave him two thousand troops to garrison the Spire Palace, an important place in the south of Mousilon.
stronghold.
The Spire Palace is a well-maintained ancient castle that dates back to before it was founded in Britannia. It has a hall and several bedrooms around a central spiral staircase. Ocasson himself lived at the top of the tower, and he
Most of the servants live in the basement.
Count Ocasson set up stables nearby to take care of his own and the horses of individual serving knights. The interior of the castle is elegantly decorated and is more suitable for entertaining guests than defending against external enemies.
There are antiques all over the furniture and even the guest rooms, and the conspicuous Ocarson coat of arms (three small black flowers surrounding a black lily on a white field) can be seen everywhere.
It is worth noting that there are several exquisite tapestries hanging in the castle, which depict the historical stories of Mousilon, such as the heroic victory of the first Duke of Mousilon, "Victor" Landuin, and other great deeds. However, the mad Duke Mo
The events of Lorwyn Time and the False Holy Grail (Tower of Dor) were apparently selectively ignored.
There was a strong flame burning in the fireplace. Every night after the sun went down, the serfs would serve a sumptuous dinner to the residents of the tower. Earl Ocasson washed his face with water under the service of the servant. The Earl planned to go out for winter hunting today.
Winter hunting is a custom here, and it is a way for the lord to show his authority and control. Count Ocasson has ruled the Spire Palace for many years, and he conducts winter hunting every year.
The nobleman of Mousilon became very unhappy when he thought about the recent developments in the south. His men came to report many times, saying that Earl Lane of the south was recruiting a large army to attack Mousilon.
If Ryan wants to attack Mousilon, then the Spire Palace will be the first target of the attack. This is a fact recognized by the entire kingdom.
For this reason, Count Ocasson also felt very anxious, and now he is also thinking about what he should do.
There is a secret in Ocasson's heart, a secret that cannot be told to anyone.
He was the previous King of Knights. The "tyrant" John II sent an undercover agent to Mousilon. The cruel King of Knights had planned to conquer Mousilon for a long time. In order to implement his plan, John II sent an undercover agent who was only ten years old at the time.
Ocasson came to Musilon when he was a few years old.
As a former Musilon noble, Ocasson had a natural advantage. He quickly gained the appreciation of the Red Duke and successfully entered the upper echelons of Musilon.
Ocasson once thought that he would soon be able to play a role, play a huge role in John II's recovery of Mousilon, regain his glorious identity, and become a hero of the kingdom.
In the first year of Mousilon, he secretly reported to John II: "My king, I have successfully joined the ranks of the undead nobles."
"Very well, dear Ocasson, hold on."
In the third year, Ocasson, who had become the knight captain, secretly reported to John II: "My king, I have assembled a loyal human deployment, which can cooperate internally and externally at any time."
"You have done a very good job, Ocassonne. When it is done, I will promote you to Baron!"
In the sixth year, Ocasson again reported to John II: "My king, when will the chivalry war be launched to recover Mousilon?"
"Wait, now is not the time yet!"
Ocasson had no choice but to continue waiting, and what he was waiting for was the news that John II was deposed from the throne by the Lake God Witch Morgiana and the Holy Grail Knights who rushed into the palace and pulled him down.
Ocasson was stunned after hearing the news. John II was the only person who knew his undercover identity! After the king was deposed and secretly detained under Morgiana's order, no one could prove Ocasson's identity.
As an undercover agent, he has truly transformed from an undercover agent who endured humiliation to a noble lord of Musilon and a subordinate of the undead!
The goal in life is gone.
With the disappearance of his life goals, Ocasson's personal ambitions expanded. After being freed from the shackles, he began to truly surrender to the vampire and became a subordinate of the vampire. He fought fiercely and did whatever it took to win. He was also good at coaxing.
Fugitive slaves and people's hearts, regardless of
Whether it is the Red Duke, Arkhan or Mathurbard, they all regard Ocasson as a model for establishing an empire of the undead to maintain the harmonious coexistence of the living and the dead after conquering the Kingdom of Knights. They have never been stingy with rewards. Among the Blood Knights,
Under his guidance, Ocasson was successfully promoted to a legendary powerhouse.
He began to enjoy the feeling of being on both sides of the aisle. He was the living, but also the subordinate of the dead. The living recognized him, and the dead needed him.
In this dark age, Ocasson also wants to achieve his own great cause of kingship.
Get up, have breakfast, and summon your retinue to assemble. Count Ocasson puts on armor while being served by his retinue, mounts his horse, and prepares for the winter hunt. Dozens of knights and knight retinues, as well as more than two hundred serf infantry, have been assembled.
.
The sky in the distance was very clear. It looked like it would be a typical sunny winter day. Ocasson looked at the clear sky and nodded with satisfaction. It would be good weather for winter hunting.
Oh, it was promised for three years at the beginning, three years later and another three years, three years later and another three years, now it has been more than thirty years, boss! Dear John II, my king, have you seen it? I am already
You're an earl! Who cares about your title of baron?
Ocasson looked at his huge winter hunting team and the bright knight armor. Count Spire Palace felt satisfied. This is what he wanted. He would wait until the Lich King Arkhan and Duke Mathurbade conquered the entire Knight Kingdom.
, he is also a founding noble, what kind of duke title should he get at that time?
You need to think about this carefully.
So what if the Lich King and Mathurbard were defeated? Ocasson thought that he would be able to jump back immediately. He could rely on his human identity to surrender openly and even reveal his undercover identity at the appropriate time. Knight
Considering the impact of regaining Musilon, the kingdom not only will not judge him, but will treat him preferentially, grant him a piece of land, and give him an equivalent title of earl!
Why do you treat me so poorly as an undercover agent and leader?!
Thinking of this, Ocasson, who thought he had not lost anything, asked his attendant: "What's going on on the other side of the river? Are Count Lane and his army nearby?"
"There is no news yet, my Earl." The attendant immediately responded: "We have set up many sentries by the river. There has been no movement recently, and we have always remained calm."
"Well... it's almost spring plowing. Even if Earl Lane wants to attack the Spire Palace, he should wait until after spring plowing." Ocasson nodded slightly, and then asked: "But we can't underestimate Lane, who has a notorious reputation.
Guys, did the sentries and scouts report anything unusual today?"
"Not today." The attendant shook his head: "Normally, the scouts and sentries would not receive news until the afternoon."
"Then let's do this first, let's start the winter hunt first!" Count Ocasson had no doubt that he had it, and he immediately ordered the start of the winter hunt. The entire winter hunt team responded with a bang, and they headed for the two kilometers near the Spire Palace in a somewhat chaotic manner.
In the wild, winter hunting begins.
The winter hunting lasted for more than two hours. Earl Ocasson's luck was pretty good today. He shot two hares and three pheasants. Ocasson was a little regretful that he failed to hit the wild deer he wanted most.
But his attention was immediately attracted by the change in the sky.
The originally sunny sky gradually turned gloomy, and the gloomy sky was covered with dark clouds. Before Count Ocasson could react, thin raindrops had already fallen from the sky. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and a bone-deep chill penetrated the hearts of the entire winter hunting team.
"It's raining!"
"Damn it! The weather was so good before, why did it suddenly rain?!"
This was not the end of everything. Just when the entire winter hunting team was talking about it, something more terrifying happened. A huge amount of hail in the rain smashed into the gray ground and the forest covered with heavy snow. These were as big as a thumb.
flakes of hail
The ground fell, hitting the helmets of the serf infantry, the armor of the knights' retinue, and the ornately decorated plate armor of Count Ocasson. Within a few minutes, the fine hailstorm and terrible sleet almost destroyed these people.
The crowd was completely overwhelmed!
"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang~" The dense hail hit the entire team with the sound of hail hitting armor. It sounded extremely harsh. The abominable hail became bigger and bigger, gradually changing from the size of a thumb to the size of an egg.
Many serf infantrymen were beaten with bloody wounds on the spot, and the knight followers were also beaten so hard that they could not lift their heads.
The waterfall-like heavy rain then swept across the entire winter hunting brigade. The bone-breaking cold made the infantry and knights sluggish. It seemed that the winter hunting could not continue.
In desperation, Count Ocasson had no choice but to order: "Everyone, find a place to hide!"
"Yes!" The attendants responded one after another, and everyone had to scatter, looking for shelter from the rain in the wilderness and swamps.
The entire plains and swamps turned into a swamp of mud. In the hail and sleet, everyone was blind and miserable.
It was precisely because of the heavy rain that no one in the entire winter hunting brigade noticed that a group of more than 80 knights were slowly approaching in the distance. The leading knight was wearing a gray knight's fine power armor and holding the Nemesis.
Surrounded by spiritual light, all the rain, snow and hail coming towards him were automatically deflected.