The Sun King's Evidence

Just when the Lane family was having a picnic, Alençon Castle was located in the north of Curona, the capital of Britannia.

The Brittanian Northern Front is now stationed here.

Alencon is located in the north of Curona, the capital of Britannia. It is an important economic center of the Principality of Connet and the gateway to the northern coast. If you want to attack the city of Curona, then Alencon Castle can almost be said to be It is the only way to go.

Historically, the capital of Curona has been attacked many times, so the knight kings of all generations also attached great importance to this castle. The castle has been reinforced many times, and a count and a castle lord have been specially granted here. The former is Lord, who in turn was the Duke of Connet and leader of the King's garrison.

Of course, the situation is different now. Since Callard led the army here, it has naturally become the garrison of the Northern Front. Both Jean-de-Alençon, Count of Alençon, and the castle master appointed by Regent Lawn have taken orders. Callard.

"The most famous thing here is the famous Alencon lace. Many royal tailors have come out of here." On the streets of Alencon, Jean-de-Alencon II introduced to Callard: "But His Majesty Ryan doesn't seem to like the tailors here very much. In fact, they are all very good tailors, no worse than those in the south. Whether it is palace dresses or military uniforms, they are very good at making them."

"If there is a chance, I will mention this matter to His Majesty Ryan." Kalad, who has been with Ryan for a long time, naturally knows what these people mean. The Great Holy Grail of the Holy Realm was a little perfunctory and said a scene.

After shopping around for a while, Kalad bought some Alencon lace fabrics for Catherine and planned to take them back to buy new clothes for Catherine. The Great Holy Grail of the Holy Realm really didn't know how to express his feelings, so he could only use This way you show your concern.

And good news also came from Ryan. The king made a proposal to make Catherine his countess. This proposal did not cause much response among the dukes. Most of the dukes, especially the Duke of Berhemond They don't agree with this marriage, but their willingness to oppose is not strong. To put it bluntly, they don't care much. Since Ryan supports it and Morgiana has no objection, then it's fine that Kalad likes it.

The half-timbered houses on both sides of the cobblestone streets add endless historical charm to ancient Alençon, as well as the historic Holy Grail Church and other churches, including the Church of the Goddess of Mercy in Thalia and the Goddess of Justice in Verena. The church, the Moorish Death Church, the Ulric White Wolf Church, and the Charlemagne Church of Justice all have branches.

Kalad soon noticed that Beria and Meretskov were discussing something on the street corner. Beria habitually drank coffee and ate cakes in a very gloomy manner, while Meretskov looked a little flattering. and gingerly tasting Brittany’s honey tart.

"My general political commissar? What are you doing?" Kalad threw the things he bought to his attendant. After getting along with Beria for a long time, Kalad was not so disgusted with Beria. This guy is a typical A bureaucrat, and a bureaucrat who is only responsible for Lane and Kalad. He only considers these two aspects when doing things, and he handles things vigorously and resolutely. He is very efficient and effective, but sometimes his methods are too drastic and cruel.

"Making a list, my count." Beria smiled when he saw Kalad appear. He was holding a list in his hand: "I'm wondering if there is anything else worth exploring in the Cheka prison. Talents, but I have been working for His Majesty for too long, and I can’t remember who they are, and now I’m asking Kirill (Meretskov’s name) to help me recall them.”

Kalad felt a little sad after learning about this matter.

According to General Meretskov, there are still many people imprisoned in the Cheka Prison in Kislev. In addition to some marshals and generals, they also include many scholars, doctors, engineers and many high-level technical workers. They were charged with various crimes and subjected to brutal suppression and persecution. Typical phenomena during this period include ubiquitous censorship, suspicion of "chaos and corruption" everywhere, arrests, and imprisonment. Obviously, it was impossible for the Tsarina to let these people leave. Cheka prisons, and periodically executed prisoners due to prison cost and overcrowding issues.

Of course, the tsarina did not expect that the warden Josep had been bribed, and Beria and Josep carefully built a "Cheka Talent Market" trade route.

Joseph had already secretly interrogated each prisoner personally to collect information, asking them to tell them what talents they had, what they could do, and what "value" they could embody, and then handed the information and price list to Beria. Beria will decide who is eligible to be released from prison, and for this purpose, Beria carefully prepares a list.

And for those prisoners in Cheka Prison who will almost never see the light of day again and who may be suddenly executed at the end of every year, this is the only chance they have for redemption. The chance to leave this hell on earth will not be available to any prisoner if he goes to prison. With this list, they will no longer suffer extremely cruel torture in prison. They will get relatively clean cells, food that can be eaten by humans, and occasional relaxation time. Then, they will be full of expectations and longings, waiting to be deflowered by Beria. The money was redeemed to Britannia to serve the King of Knights.

This list became known as "Beria's List".

"Beria, he is our great benefactor and savior. He must be the messenger sent to the world by the bear god Esun!"

——Kislev breeding and genetics scholar Vavilov who is on Beria’s list

Meretskov tried his best to please and plead, hoping that Beria could add more places to the list. The general who had been in prison for several years knew that one more place would save one more life, and Beria Leah was thinking about whether these people would be useful to Ryan and what the budget would be.

Kalad and Beria chatted for a while and looked at the information of some people on the list. Kalad was really not good at this and could not say much. The count was about to return to the military camp when a scout rode a fast horse from a distance. Rushing over: "My Excellency! There is an urgent military situation!"

"What?" Kalad was very calm.

"A large number of barbarian dragon ship fleets appeared in the North Sea of ​​Claws. They quickly defeated our pirate privateers patrolling the outer sea and a small number of Le-Angoulan's navy, and headed towards our coastline at an extremely fast speed!" The scout said anxiously: "When we get the information, the enemy is probably close to Chantillon!"

"It's really coming." Kalad immediately got on his horse and ordered immediately.

"Assemble the entire army!"

"Get ready to support Chantillon!"

"yes!"

…………I am Beria’s list…………

On the Sea of ​​Claws, broken pieces of Britannian ships are scattered on the ocean surface that is surging back and forth. There is no doubt that the privateers of the Knight Kingdom have good combat effectiveness, and they are very effective in attacking and escaping. Flexible, but they still could not avoid a terrible defeat when facing the dragon ship fleet from Norse, because the Norse dragon ship was much faster than these privateers.

Amidst the screams, almost all the privateer ships patrolling Britannia were destroyed by Ulfric and his fleet of thousands of dragon ships. Even if a small number of ships successfully escaped, Ulfric's attack on I don't think so.

He had only two goals in invading Britannia this time. The first was to plunder the capital that those chivalrous patients were proud of, and then burn it to the ground.

Second, before Ulfric set out, he received a dream from the God of Darkness.

In the dream, the God of Chaos asked Ulfric to go deep into the heart of Britannia to defeat a powerful warrior, the mortal enemy of Chaos, an ignorant fool (Khorne's language), and an annoying bug (Khorne's language). Tzeentch), the annoying guy (Nurgle), the idiot with no pursuits (Slaanesh), the Knight King Llane Malcador.

For Ulfric, everything becomes very simple. Burn Kurona and kill all those chivalrous patients and weak southerners. The knight king Ryan Macado will definitely appear and fight with him. A battle was over.

Wouldn’t this kill two birds with one stone?

Ulfric didn't care about any attacks in the east or in the west, strategies and tactics.

The Wanderer, the last of the seafaring warriors, the hairy giant of humanity, the King of Skulls, the Chosen One of the Four Gods of Chaos, Ulfric, covered in trophies from his slain enemies, His whole life was spent in fighting and fighting to the death.

Ulfric was once a passionate young man who loved life and fighting. There are few people in Norska who love life from the bottom of their hearts. As a natural warrior, Ulfric used his huge size to and renowned for his fearsome weapons skills. He cut off the heads of all the Chaos warriors wherever he went and hung them on his body as a display of warrior pride. His fame spread far and wide as legends in his honor were sung among his tribe.

However, excessive arrogance led to Ulfric's failure. In the Battle of Thousand Skulls, Ulfric killed King Tolgard of the Norscan tribe and won supreme glory. At the celebration banquet, Ulfric Frick drank four barrels of mead in one go. When he was drunk, he raved that there was no opponent in the world who could match him.

Fortunately, and unfortunately, Ulfric's arrogant words were heard by the Four Gods of Chaos.

The Four Gods decided to teach him a lesson for his arrogance.

That night, Ulfric was unexpectedly visited by an emissary from the Dark God.

In his dream, he traveled to heaven, the cemetery, the underworld and many other places, and finally he was drowned in a sea of ​​blood. When he woke up from his dream, he was blessed by the Dark God and received the gift of spiritual tongue. He was able to use the languages ​​of those different warriors and beasts to issue an irresistible challenge to them.

At the same time, he was also cursed to spend his life wandering around the world to complete the never-ending mission and challenge those born warriors, whether living or dead, human or demon, to prove himself.

Now, the goal is here, Knight King Ryan Macado, this is the last year of your life! The Four Chosen Gods of Chaos stood on their flagship, the Hague, and laughed loudly. Ulfric's flagship, the Hague, was a gift from Tzeentch. This giant dragon ship can not only sail on the ocean, but can even sail on magic. On the wind, it has the ability to fly for a short period of time. Because of this unusual ship, once Ulfric chooses his prey, the opponent will not be able to escape the fate of his duel. After victory, Ulfric Reik would offer the skulls of those defeated in duels to Khorne, their still-beating hearts to Slaanesh, their disemboweled entrails to Nurgle, and their desperate dying breaths to Tzeentch. .

Now, his fleet of dragon ships has gradually approached the town of Chantillon. This port in the north of Curona is trembling in fear. The weak southerners are trembling before the terrifying power of the powerful northerners!

"Ding~ding~dingdingdingdingdingding!" Just when the first dragon ship of the Norse dragon ship fleet in the north appeared on the other side of the sea level, the entire Chantillon sounded the alarm, and the residents here sounded the alarm. Under the loud curses of the defenders and knight retinues, he quickly fled the town and fled in the direction of Corona.

Thanks to General Meretskov's accurate prediction, the Port of Hendaye and the town of Chantillon in the north of Curona received Kalad's warning early, although the knights, nobles and lords in these two places did not take it very seriously. , but they still respect and admire the legendary hero Kalad and the Great Holy Grail from the bottom of their hearts. After hearing the warning, the lords arranged for the serfs to speed up the autumn harvest, and then rehearsed an evacuation plan and evacuation route. , Regent Lawn also sent a Kurona garrison to assist in the defense.

The noble lord stationed in Chantillon was Laxal, a baron and a knight of the kingdom. When the Norse dragon ship really appeared on the other side of the sea, the baron was sitting in his noble mansion eating and drinking. , he listened to the report from his men and picked up the wine bottle on the table.

"One more glass of rum~"

"Tons, tons, tons, tons, tons~"

"Hiccup~ Gather the troops, the Yankees are really here!" After drinking all the rum, Baron Laxal motioned to his attendants to equip him with equipment, pick up weapons, and prepare to attack the Yankees' fleet of dragon ships.

The messenger sent the news urgently, and all the levies, conscripts, and defenders in the city lined up on the city head and the dock. The heavy trebuchets began to throw huge stones at the dragon ship fleet under the stupid operation of the serfs. The hit rate of these stones was not high, but thanks to the dense arrangement of the barbarian fleet, they still destroyed several dragon ships.

Then, the dragon boat fleet approached.

"Counterattack!" Ulfric drew out his sword Frostbite. The commander of the Norscan Worldwalker Legion signaled the barbarians to use weapons to fight back. The Norscan dragon ship was loaded with crude siege ballistae made by the barbarians. , they loaded stones or other objects into the ballistae and fired it towards the defenders.

Ballistas bombarded the coastal wall one after another, causing the defenders to scream in fear. Although the power of the Norscan ballistae was not very high, the psychological pressure it brought was great.

"Hold it! Hold it all!" The knights and nobles rode excitedly back and forth behind the city wall. Although the town was not completely in a state of fighting, they could not wait to have a good fight with the Yankees.

In the midst of the fierce long-range attack, the first dragon ship docked. When the gathered northern vanguard launched a group attack, a huge bloodthirsty roar resounded through the water of the harbor.

Hundreds of armed thugs brought their hooked halberds to the battlefield, and groups of howling tribal warriors emerged from the cabins and attacked the defenders.

Ulfric the Wanderer stepped on his own boots and rushed to the harbor.

"For the wander! For the chaos!"

"Pseudo King Ryan Malcador! Come out and face me!"

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