Chapter five hundred and sixty-four the new master of Musilon
Old World, Britannia, early July, the cursed city of Mousilon.
Ryan finally entered Mousilon as a victor.
This rock-solid castle finally fell in front of him. With the joy of victory, Ryan led his direct troops into this place that looked like both a castle and a city.
Low-rise houses are connected together in patches, and all the residents have surrendered. Except for humans, the undead have been completely destroyed. Now what is left for Ryan is less than 20,000 residents and patches of ruins.
houses, twisted streets, dirty ditches and flooded roads.
But even so, the city's former glory is still vaguely visible. The city of Mousilon is divided into two urban areas by the tributaries of the Graysmoray River - the North City District and the South City District. The entire city could accommodate 100,000 people at its peak.
, during the reign of Lanscott, the legitimate son of Landuin, the prosperity of this city was not inferior to that of the capital Curona.
Musilon is more than ten times larger than the town of Jean, the current seat of Lane's administration.
The North City District is mainly composed of the Lost Area and the Shanty Area. The Lost Area is the wealthy area, where the few remaining Mousilon nobles live. The inner castle, the famous Merovingian Castle, stands here, and the Vampires
So he ruled Musilon here.
The shanty area is also a poor area, and it is also called the dock area. Many serfs make a living here. There is also a temple of Poseidon Mannann near the dock. This temple still maintains operation with the acquiescence of vampires, but it does not
It does not preach, but only accepts offerings and worship. That is to say, there are no priests and bishops from the Poseidon Church stationed here. Only some dock workers spontaneously formed an organization to maintain the operation of the temple.
Nancheng District consists of three parts, namely the Temple District, the Commercial District and the Bridge District. The Temple District even retains the ruins of a Holy Grail Church, but this church has been closed for more than 300 years. There is nothing to say about the Commercial District. Here
There are taverns, brothels (harmony), drug houses, fighting pits, and other darker and more depraved places that make people addicted. This is also the focus of the Holy Grail Knights to clean up.
The Bridge Area is where a very small number of free people live. It is also known as the "Fallen Paradise" and is the most chaotic and disorderly place. In the middle of the river stands a very ancient Jiangxin Island "Landuin".
"Street", this was once the place where Landuin convalesced and lived in seclusion in his later years.
The sky was overcast, and the low-hanging clouds mixed with the smoke from the embers of the explosion fire, clinging to the air above Mousilon. The air was filled with a burning smell, and Veronica and Teresa could smell it.
Both witches frowned at the smell. Both witches had varying degrees of mysophobia and they were both people who liked to be clean.
"So, this will be Ryan's residence from now on?" Veronica's sweet face showed a hint of disgust: "Dirty, messy, bad, God, I will not move here, I swear."
"Neither can I, but this city should be rebuilt and renovated, right?" Teresa also felt very uncomfortable with this environment. The sorceress seemed weak when she used too much magic. She fought hard to endure the poisonous weather in July.
Sunshine: "Oh, I've had enough, I'm going to the carriage!"
"Go ahead, go ahead." Veronica didn't care. She was already choosing an address for her new magic shop.
Just in front of the team, Ryan, Bochmond and Francois were also discussing Musilon.
"In the past three hundred years, Britannia has come to Mousilon no less than twenty times." Francois looked at the streets of Mousilon and sighed: "But every time, he failed and returned. Finally, Ryan
, you did it, you recovered this lost territory, and you are now the real Duke of Mousilon!"
"Three hundred years." Bohemond also nodded, and the Red Dragon Duke said roughly: "After the Dole Tower incident, the then Duke of Connaught, Madred, was declared a traitor by the real knight king Taylor.
, Taylorfo once besieged Mousilon for three years after the civil war ended, but His Majesty Taylorfo and the Dukes were unable to conquer the castle for three years, and instead lost many troops and consumed a lot of food.
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"But life in Mousilon was also very sad. At that time, the castle was already falling into famine and disease. Duke Madred also contracted red pox and died of red pox while living and drinking every day. It was confirmed that Madred was dead, and Taylor
His Majesty half-heartedly announced the abandonment of the siege, and at the same time announced that Mousilon was already a deserted land and there would no longer be a duke to rule here."
Ryan nodded. He really understood how difficult it was to capture Musilon. Even when the number of defenders was reduced to the limit, he and his army still spent a lot of effort to capture the castle.
Moreover, if the Blood Dragon Ancestor hadn't come forward to deal with and negotiate, even if they broke through the castle, they would still have to face fierce street fighting, and this tired army would have lost much more.
The once prosperous and magnificent city was in ruins. Faced with this desolate scenery, Ryan sighed: "This was once one of the major cities of the high elves in the old world! It is known as the pearl of the west coast, a famous city built.
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"It will prosper again." Francois thought for a while, and at this time he could only comfort his son-in-law: "What you inherited is a piece of white land. Although there is nothing on it, you can also follow your own wishes.
, write as you please!”
As if he was reminded of something, Ryan finally smiled: "Yes, it is indeed true."
Imperial General Dietrich and Deputy General Boris von Zhukov were also amazed by the scenery of Mousilon. Dietrich looked at the city: "Boris, have you been to Mordheim?"
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"No, it is said that only heinous criminals and daring adventurers will go there." Boris von Zhukov said in a low voice: "Do you think I look like these two people? Sir?"
"I have been there," Dietrich said: "When I was young, I was ordered to go to Mordheim to investigate, and the scene there was the same as here now."
"To be able to break through such a strong city, His Excellency Ryan Malcador is indeed an amazing person." Boris von Zhukov was a little embarrassed, so he had to change the topic: "The war is almost over, and we are also
It’s time to go back.”
"Let's rest for a few days." Dietrich nodded: "Don't be too anxious. We suffered a lot in this battle. There are only more than 2,000 people left from 5,000 people. The pension will be better."
The army gradually approached the Merovingian Castle in the northern city.
Merovingian Castle has three floors inside and outside, consisting of a large outer wall, an inner castle, and a spire in the middle of the inner castle. This castle was built during the period of Mad Duke Merovingian and has a history of 500 years.
After the Lorwyn incident, it was abandoned and destroyed, but it was quickly rebuilt. The high black walls, the vampire sculptures and the gold snake coat of arms on a black background were obviously new additions.
Both dwarves and wood elves felt quite uncomfortable with this castle. Belegar murmured that it was better to demolish and rebuild it because it was so gloomy, while Araloth thought that he should plant more trees to purify the corruption.
Now, Mathubad is dead, the Blood Dragonborn have completely retreated, and the entire castle gate is open. There is nothing left inside except the countless gold and silver treasures that the vampires have accumulated for many years. When Ryan and others came to the castle gate
As he stepped forward, Alfred the Templar appeared from the side: "Ryan! Good friend, you are the one who captured Mousilon! You have accomplished such a feat, why don't you write something at the gate of the castle?"
"What can I, a country bumpkin from Nord, write about?" Ryan laughed after hearing this.
Alfred was found near a small pond outside the city after the siege. He was unconscious at the time, with one hand dislocated and bruises all over his body. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured. He also seemed to have been exploded.
As a result, I no longer have very clear memories of detonating the bomb. I only remember that I detonated the gunpowder and ran out as fast as I could, and then I was knocked unconscious.
Veronica deduced that Alfred might have been blown away when he was near the exit.
Alfred should be the chief contributor to the capture of Mousilon this time.
The Templar's whole body was covered with bandages, and only his right hand was good. He stretched out his hand and pushed Ryan, and said with a playful smile: "Write something, you are already a Duke, you must leave some famous quotes, right?"
"That's true, Ryan, write something as a souvenir." Francois also smiled and said: "What a bumpkin from Nord, you are a real Breton, my son-in-law, from now on
Stop calling yourself that."
"Yes, Ryan, you are going to be the king in the future. Stop saying you are a Nord all day long. Look at your appearance. There is no trace of a Nord. At best, you are just a Nord."
Raise her up." Bohemond also said: "If you marry Sulia, you will be our Britannia."
Ryan nodded silently, he really wanted to write something.
The fingertips of the winner of the Lake Fairy God Selection flickered with the light of psychic lightning. He thought for a moment and carved this line on the Merovingian Castle: "Then I will write something, but unfortunately literary talent is not mine after all.
Its strengths can only be said to be better than nothing!"
"The summer wind blows the iris feathers, and the name of the city of Mousilon remains."
"For three hundred years, shadows have gathered, and the blood of heroes has been spilled here. It fades with the tide and withers with the dewdrops. The past, like a dream within a dream, lights up the darkness of the world."
Everyone was originally in high spirits, but after seeing the words written by Ryan, everyone fell silent.
They thought of the countless soldiers who had died fighting under Mousilon over the past three hundred years, of the knights and soldiers who had died in a series of wars since February this year, and of Lyon who died in this war.
Aldereld, Duke of Nasay, and Fourcade, Duke of Montfort, thought of the seriously injured Raun, and of the Knight of the Lake Landuin who sacrificed himself completely to save Mousilon.
In order to regain Mousilon, the knights of Britannia shed all their blood.
Subordinates and allies were relieved that Ryan could remember these victims, and many knights whose relatives and friends died in this series of wars could not help but shed tears.
But the ultimate winner of all this is Ryan. It was he who initiated the war to regain Musilon. After half a year of hard fighting, he finally regained Musilon and became the new Duke of Musilon. In the history of the Kingdom of Knights,
A new page has been turned.
Looking at the miserable state of the entire city and caressing the gate of the Merovingian Castle, Ryan thought of a ready-made sentence in his heart.
One general's success will destroy ten thousand bones!
…………I am the dividing line of the on-site inscription…………
Five days later.
The blood dragon vampires in Musilon have all retreated, and the other undead have been completely slaughtered. Therefore, there is no resistance in the entire city. The army carefully searched every street, and all properties were confiscated. The Holy Grail Knights
Immediately began to rebuild the Holy Grail Church here. Those dark corners of the city were mercilessly burned down with fire and then rebuilt. After careful identification, half of the buildings in Mousilon were "purified" by flames, and the remaining half will also be rebuilt.
In Lane's temporary residence on the Street of Landuin, all the nobles and important figures were present, including Francois, Duke of Winford, Berhemond, Duke of Bastogne, and Calard, Count of Garament.
, Baron Federmond of Bodriux, Paladin Jero
De, Belegar, King of the Angrond Clan, Araloth, Lord of Tasien Woodland, Veronica and Theresa, two female courtiers of Lion, Alfred the Templar, and a group of knights under Ryan's command,
Lord Winford, Sir Bertrand "Green Arrow", is at the end of the table.
"There are still more than 20,000 residents in the city," Baron Hex of Devon introduced: "We have recruited all of them as civil servants, burned all test corpses, and rebuilt the city of Mousilon. This process is expected to take three to three days.
For five months, during this process, we will provide food. Currently, plus more than 20,000 people, there are still about 120,000 people in Musilon, and these populations have been controlled by us."
"We have seized wealth worth approximately thirty-six thousand gold crowns in the Merovingian Castle. This wealth will be purified by King Belega for us." Hex continued: "In addition to the wealth in the Merovingian Castle,
, we have also collected almost 20,000 gold crowns of wealth in the entire city, and these wealth will also be handed over to King Belegar for our purification."
"It's all about the dwarves!" Belegar raised the Hammer of Angrond to signal that he heard it.
After saying that, as if there was some kind of tacit understanding, everyone fell into silence at the same time, especially the knights and nobles under Ryan. They seemed to have a tacit understanding. A pair of fiery and excited eyes stared at the person sitting at the head.
The new Duke of Mousilon, Ryan Macado, is smiling and silent.
Even Armand, the flag bearer and Holy Grail Knight, is no exception.
The battle is over, and the cleaning and post-war handling are almost complete.
It should be...that time, right?
All the eyes of anticipation are looking at Ryan. Such achievements have allowed Ryan to obtain the title of Duke of Mousilon and reserve the future knight throne. Now that Mousilon has been defeated, it is everyone's turn!
Ryan stood up with a smile: "Ahem, okay, it's my turn to announce something next."
"Oh oh oh oh!" The whole hall became restless. This is what the knights are waiting for! This is what everyone is waiting for!
"Now, it's up to me to announce the new personnel arrangements and distribution of spoils!"