The Sun King's Evidence

When Casfan led the remaining knights and a small number of knights' retinues to retreat to the mountain road of Mount Doom, what awaited them was not the response of the remaining army.

The camp gate was closed and the guard post was deserted.

"What's going on?! Where are the Didiers? Open the door!"

The heavy sound of the horn echoed in the mountains.

"Duwu~duwu~"

The sound of an army marching came from the mountain road, and the sound of tiny footsteps sounded from the other end of Mount Doom.

"Dong dong dong~" The sound of uniform steps suppressed the calls of Casfan and others. At the end of the line of sight, on the other side of the mountain, an army appeared.

The first thing that appeared were the densely packed spears and battle axes, as well as the wings on the helmets. After the team had advanced for a certain period of time, stocky voices appeared in groups from the mountain road.

"Forward! Descendants of Gruni!"

"Hey hahu~!"

"Draw your weapons!"

"ha!"

An army of about a thousand dwarves appeared from the other side of the mountain. They held shields and battle axes, or held their spears high, completely blocking Kasfan's retreat. The black muzzles of their guns were pointed at Kasfan. Others: "Passage is not allowed here!"

"Oops! It's the reinforcements from Karak-Breeze Castle!" Casfan looked back and saw that Emperor Karl-Franz led the Reik Guards to block their way back.

They were surrounded.

"Your Excellency Casfan, welcome to the territory of the empire. I have arranged a residence for you in Brunswick." The emperor, surrounded by Rick's guards, slowly approached Casfan's remaining troops: "You There is nowhere to escape, lay down your arms, and I, Karl-Franz, Emperor of the Reich, would like to promise you preferential treatment for the prisoners and treatment for the wounded.”

"Even if it was a war between humans, you still relied on the power of the dwarves to defeat me in the end, Karl-Franz!" Kasfan knew that the end was over, and he said with a sarcastic face: "This can be regarded as an honorable victory for you. ?”

"Of course this is an upright victory, Casfan. When you declare war on the empire, you automatically declare war on the dwarves." Karl-Franz's face was calm: "To this day, you still shirk the responsibility for the failure. Give it to someone else?"

"..." Casfan looked up to the sky and sighed: "Yes, I should have thought of it earlier. The sacred covenant between the Dwarf High King and the empire... the dwarves will definitely be on your side."

"Damn you bastard! Get off your horse immediately and pay your respects to the great emperor!" Yourick's guard yelled unbearably. Carl Franz stretched out his hand to tell him to shut up. The emperor remained calm: " So, Lord Casfan, what do you think of my proposal?"

Duke Palavon dismounted, took off his gauntlets, and handed his blood-stained gloves to Karl Franz.

The emperor reached out and took Casvane's gloves. At this moment, Duke Palavon finally sat on the ground: "I lost, in the name of lady, I, Casfan de Palavon, in Here...surrender to the Imperial Emperor Karl Franz!"

At half past ten in the morning, the Imperial Emperor, Prince Reik, the Grand Duke of Brunswick, and the heir to all the sacred heritage of Charlemagne's empire from the sea to the mountains, rode on their war horses to inspect the battlefield. The Battle of Helmgart ended with a complete victory for the Empire. .

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After the war, the small plain in front of Helmgart was full of corpses and wounded. Imperial military doctors and priests of the Church of the Goddess of Mercy worked hard to rescue the wounded on the battlefield. At the same time, groups of Breton prisoners sat directly on the battlefield. On the ground, guarded by Imperial troops, but also receiving aid.

In this war, the imperial army lost more than 400 people and injured more than 800 people. The Brittanian army lost more than 900 people, including more than 100 knights, and injured more than 600 people.

Human civil wars are like this. Everyone fights fiercely, but in fact they all have a sense of proportion. Generally speaking, wounded soldiers will not be attacked again as long as they sit down to show that they are injured. After the knights fall off their horses, most of them can survive as long as they do not fall to death on the spot.

On the city wall of Helmgart, Ryan looked at the battlefield that was still smoking black and sighed secretly.

The world he traveled through was very special, and many of the technologies that travelers were proud of were actually of no use here.

Guns, artillery, steam-driven technology, and improved grains are technologies that humans and dwarves in this world have.

When Ryan first traveled through time, he wondered whether movable type printing could be useful in this world, but he soon discovered that movable type printing had been invented long before the Great Holy War.

However, this technology cannot be promoted at all, because this technology itself has been corrupted by Chaos. The first batch of printed books produced were very beautiful, but almost all readers became believers of Tzeentch. In the end, this movable type Printing could only be controlled by the church, and only with the blessing of the gods could printed books be protected from corruption.

Ridiculous, but reality.

In the same way, many technologies are not mastered by humans, but they cannot be promoted at all. The technology of forging plate armor and large siege weapons is destined to be mastered by only a few people, because once mass-produced, green skins and Chaos believers will be more powerful than humans. Master this technique quickly.

Moreover, the power of artillery and muskets is actually limited. At least Ryan can conclude that even if the empire's heavy cannon hits him, he will be difficult to be injured. In this world, there are many people who can catch cannons with their faces, and the Holy Grail Knight is For one, firearms are not invincible.

Britannia did not have the financial resources to build steam tanks in batches like the Empire, but after seeing the Empire's high technology, Ryan was determined to equip his army with sufficient firearms and speed up the construction of musketry battalions and artillery units.

At the same time, he is really envious of the steam tank, a powerful weapon. The steam tank is one of the most powerful weapons in the empire. Before the great holy war, it was jointly built by the famous engineering masters of the southern countries and the Dwarf Engineers Association. The prototype steam tank There are twelve tanks in total, each with a different internal structure.

Now, there are eight tanks left in the empire, all of which are controlled by the emperor. In addition, engineers from the Nuer Gunnery School and the Royal Academy of Engineering in Braunschweig are also working hard to imitate some steam tanks. Of course, these The replica was not as invincible as the original steam tank, but it was still a powerful war machine.

The secrets of making steam tanks are closely guarded in the Ludwig Temple of the Nuer Gunnery Academy.

"Compared to the Empire, we have fallen behind in many places." Francois and Ryan walked down the city wall. The cheers of the electors on the city wall and the roar of the imperial army made both the Duke and Earl feel a little harsh. Francois sighed and said: "Since the Tower of Dor incident, Britannia has made almost no progress in science and technology in the past three hundred years. The knights and nobles think that the Holy Grail is everything, but they don't know that the empire has already completed the equipment of muskets and The innovation of countless war machines, His Majesty Ludwig's vigorous promotion of firearms has made the empire's army more powerful, but we are still relying on trebuchets and serf archers. Yes, our knights still have obvious combat advantages compared to the imperial knights. but……"

"But war is not just about knights." Ryan also sighed in a low voice.

"Yes, war can never rely solely on knights. We Holy Grail Knights will not be afraid of those cannons and steam tanks, but Holy Grail Knights are very few." Francois nodded.

The two people entered the battlefield. The imperial army was cleaning the battlefield and arranging the captives. Surrendered and captured serfs and knights were everywhere. Seeing the two Holy Grail knights entering the battlefield, many of the knights looked ashamed, and the serfs even more. Ask for forgiveness.

Kasfann was defeated in this battle, and he used the prestige he had accumulated over decades to make Karl-Franz famous in one battle.

Surrounded by hundreds of imperial knights, Karl Franz was inspecting the battlefield. The emperor was riding a strong mixed elf war horse. Seeing the appearance of Ryan and Francois, the emperor smiled: "Good morning, Monsignor François, Monsignor Lane.”

"Good morning, His Majesty Franz, I hope you will treat the prisoners well and do not insult them." Ryan sighed slightly and said calmly.

"Oh! Of course, I promised." The emperor was stunned for a moment, and he immediately nodded: "Please understand, our empire does not want to fight this war, we are actively defending."

"Ha." Ryan was a little sarcastic and a little self-deprecating. Karl-Franz had carefully designed a trap for Casfan to get into it, and then win the victory while occupying a righteous position. This war made the emperor It won the hearts of the people and gained enough political capital.

Compared to Richard, who was already over a hundred years old, the excellence of Karl Franz, an emperor in his thirties, was perfectly reflected.

"Let me go!" A beautiful prophet of the Lake God was tied up by several imperial soldiers. Her hands were tied behind her back, and then she was carried in front of the emperor: "My Majesty, we have captured a Lake God. prophet!"

"Madam, curse you!" The Lake God Prophet was tied up with ropes. Many Imperial soldiers took the opportunity to rub oil on her body. The beautiful prophetess twisted her body and tried to avoid it. She roared angrily: "Imperial bastard!"

"Let her go." Ryan said towards Karl Franz: "The Lake God Prophet enjoys shelter."

"The Prophet of the Lake God enjoys asylum, but you need to pay a sufficient ransom." Umberto Corleone, the Elector of Tuscany, gave Ryan and Francois respect. After a fierce battle, the Elector himself did not spare a drop of blood. , the gorgeous plate armor and tall helmet feathers on his body are still bright: "The ransom price of a Lake God prophet is five hundred gold marks. For the sake of both of you, the price is three hundred gold marks."

"Madam, curse you! Get your dirty hands off my body!" The Lake God Prophet looks about thirty years old, with a mature and beautiful appearance. Most of the Lake God Prophets remain young and beautiful throughout their lives, and they can only wait until the last few years. Only then will they age rapidly, and then wither in front of the shrine of the fairy in the lake or in a holy place, blending with nature.

"Forget it, this Lady of the Lake God Prophet is free." Karl Franz didn't want to get entangled in this matter anymore. He also wanted to give Ryan a face. He saw Ryan's power with his own eyes. In fact, The victory of the empire in this war was thrilling. If there were Holy Grail Knights leading the team, maybe the outcome would be completely different. Maybe Elector Umberto would not be able to insist on his arrival. The steel plate of the steam tank would be difficult for the knights errant and kingdom knights to break through. Defense, but there are many Holy Grail Knights who can tear steel plates with their hands.

The emperor knew that although the empire was powerful, it had a fatal problem.

It lacks the high-end combat power of an established group.

As the most powerful country in the old world, the Empire has many legendary warriors. However, the Empire's highest-end combat power is very scattered.

Each of the Holy Grail Knights is a living saint with strong strength, firm faith, and commendable loyalty. Holy Grail Knights of the same rank are much stronger than ordinary people. As long as the Lake Fairy or the Lake God Witch gives an order, the Holy Grail Knights can be dispatched collectively. , fight for the goddess.

Karl Franz, as the emperor of the empire, could not do it. The empire's high-end combat power was very scattered and each had its own agenda. It was very difficult to unite them. Heilberg was already the best swordsman among Rick's guards. But he is not even an opponent of an ordinary Holy Grail Knight. Rogge, the champion of the Griffin Legion, was knocked down by Ryan with a hammer.

To fight against darkness, the power of the Holy Grail Knight is very necessary.

There is no harm in selling favors to Lane and Francois here.

The emperor waved his hand, and the Lake God Prophet was let go by the imperial soldiers. She looked at the imperial man who had taken the opportunity to touch her body with disgust before, and quickly walked behind Ryan and Francois.

Other knights were not so lucky. They were taken away in groups. These knights will be imprisoned in the prisons of Helmgart and Braunschweig, waiting for ransom.

"Where's Casfan?" Ryan asked.

"Casfann? The ransom is 20,000 gold marks. When the ransom arrives, we will release him." Imperial General Curt Helberg said in a deep voice.

This is the amount of ransom calculated by the empire after long discussions. It can make a huge sum of money without leaving Kasfanen unable to pay the money. The empire believes that with the accumulation of the Principality of Palavon for thousands of years, It should not be impossible to get twenty thousand gold marks, which is twenty thousand gold crowns.

"No, I'm not talking about that. I want to ask where is Mr. Casfan now?" Ryan shook his head. He definitely would not pay the money. He just wanted to discuss something with Casfan.

Duke Palavon is conservative in his stance. He dislikes Lane's close relationship with the wood elves and dwarves, especially since Casfan suffered a big loss in the trade with the wood elves.

At the same time, Casfan also took in dwarves to build weapons and houses for him. However, the level of these dwarves was far behind the level of the rune craftsmen and dwarf engineers that Ryan recruited, because most of the dwarves he could take in were from An imperial dwarf who cannot survive in the empire.

Therefore, the relationship between Casfan and Lane is very poor, and it is almost impossible to establish an equal conversation relationship.

Now, the opportunity has come.

"This..." Kurt Helberg was hesitating. Ryan is very powerful. If...

"Take Mr. Lane down, Heilberg." Karl Franz agreed: "I agree."

"Yes!" Since it was the emperor's order, Helberg said no more: "Your Excellency Lane, please come with me."

"good."

Ryan followed Helberg to the imperial military camp. Here, he saw Casfan, who was mentally depressed and imprisoned: "Hello, Lord Casfan."

"Ryan Malcador?! It's you! Are you here to laugh at me?" Casfan was locked in an iron cage. He was not shackled or handcuffed. He looked many years older. When he saw Ryan Appearing, he angrily said to Ryan through the bars: "You are not satisfied after watching my failure, and you want to take the opportunity to humiliate me?"

"No, I came to you because I want to talk to you about something."

"Something... special."

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