The Sun King's Evidence

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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 more than two thousand infantry, and they are basically semi-professional troops. Bordeaux and Winford also sent a large number of knights and part of the standing army to Commander Ryan. The commander of Bordeaux was Fedmond. Baron De, the commander of Wingford is Sir Gerald, and they all obey the orders of Ryan.

Morgiana, the Lake God Witch, led a whole team of Lake God Prophets and a team of Holy Grail guards to the front line. Theresa 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 the Angrond Oath Guards and the famous North Star Ax Regiment and the Brotherhood of Steel. and a party of rangers and a party of musketeers, the rest being artillery.

The Ironbreakers of Novigreen, hired by Llane, 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 Sharon Forest. Ryan was wearing a white bearskin cloak and he was inspecting the camp.

"Earl, we have gathered more than 5,000 people to 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 shouldn't have noticed that we are gathering troops here, 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 cannot exceed one hundred people."

"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 big flag with the coat of arms of the Lane family.

"Very good, let's look for an opportunity." Ryan nodded: "Sir Bertrand, 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 got the news that Earl Ocasson will lead his own army tomorrow. The servants are going 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 halos 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 sits on a half-elf warhorse and sings ice magic.

The river began to freeze and became 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 Dais." Ryan, riding on the pure-blood elf war horse Grape, encouraged the three of them with gentle words: "If this operation is successful, the military medal will be awarded." 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 through the ice.

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. Theresa 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 "Venomous Snake" Mathurbard who is now in charge, forced Count Ocasson to transform into a vampire.

Because of the special status of Earl Ocasson, he may be one of the very few nobles from the generation of the first Duke of Mousilon, "Victor" Landuin, who still has a clear family tree passed down to the current nobles of Mousilon.

This is really commendable, because after Mousilon suffered three major catastrophes, the local nobles either switched to Leonese or died or were transformed into vampires. Because of this, Count Ocasson became a It is what Brittania and the vampires need to strive for, which is the so-called "setting an example." The undead want to prove through the example of Count Ocasson that the living and the dead can coexist.

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 its founding in Brittany, with a hall and several bedrooms surrounding a central spiral staircase. Ocasson himself lives at the top of the tower, while most of his attendants live in the basement.

Count Ocasson set up stables nearby to take care of his own and the mounts of individual serving knights. The interior of the castle is elegantly decorated and is more suitable for entertaining guests than for 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 Widowmaker 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 in 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 recognized fact throughout the kingdom.

For this reason, Earl Ocasson also felt very anxious, and now he is also thinking about what he should do.

Ocasson has a secret in his heart, a secret that cannot be told to anyone.

He was the last 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. A few years old, Ocasson came to Mousilon.

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 reconquest 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 O'Carson, hold on."

In the third year, Ocasson, who had become a knight captain, secretly reported to John II: "My king, I have assembled a loyal human subordinates who can cooperate internally and externally at any time."

"You have done a very good job, Ocassonne. When the time comes, 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!"

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 after the Lake God Witch Morgiana rushed into the palace with the Holy Grail Knights and pulled him down from the throne.

After hearing the news, Ocasson felt like he was in an ice cellar. 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 went from a humiliating undercover agent to the noble lord of Mousilon and the leader of the undead. subordinate!

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. 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. Begrudging the rewards, under the guidance of the Blood Knights, 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, he, 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 already 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 agreed upon for three years at the beginning, three years later and another three years, and three years later and another three years. Now it has been more than thirty years, boss! Dear John II, my King, do you see this? I am already 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 Mathurbader 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 Mathubard 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 right time. Considering the impact of regaining Musilon, the Kingdom of Knights would not only not judge Instead, he wanted to treat him preferentially, grant him a piece of land, and give him a new equivalent title of earl!

Why should I be treated badly 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 news would come from the scouts and sentries in the afternoon."

"Let's do this first. Let's start the winter hunting first!" Count Ocasson had no doubt that he had it. He immediately ordered the winter hunting to start. The entire winter hunting team responded with a bang. They drove towards the two kilometers near the Spire Palace with some chaos. In the wild, winter hunting begins.

The winter hunting lasted for more than two hours. Count 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 is 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. The hail fell in flakes, 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, there was a rainstorm of fine hail and terrible rain. The sleet almost completely submerged this group of people!

"Dang, Dang, Dang, Dang~" The dense hail hit the entire team with the sound of hail hitting armor, which 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 blood on their heads 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 muddy swamp. 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.

"The conquest of Musilon begins today."

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