Warhammer Throne

"What should I do next?" After the battlefield was cleaned up, Ryan, Federmond and Gerrold gathered together, and Federmond let out a sigh of relief: "Earl Okason and his close attendants may die. No one can escape, just wait for the army to cross the Grismore River and use the dwarf artillery to capture the Spire Palace without any problems."

"There is definitely no problem in taking the Spire Palace. The crux of the problem is that we must defend it." Gerrod immediately put forward the opposite opinion. The paladin shook his head repeatedly: "No, this siege cannot rely on the dwarves' artillery. "

"Jerrod is right. We can't rely on the dwarves' artillery in our attack on the Spire Palace this time." Ryan nodded, and he took two steps. The magical effect of Morjana was diminishing, and the muddy swamp began to cause trouble for the knights: "It's really going to blow the Spire Palace into ruins, and we won't be able to defend this castle until Moussilon's reinforcements arrive."

Speaking of this, Federmond also had to nod his head in agreement.

The army assembled this time can’t be regarded as a lot. Because Ryan launched the offensive ahead of time, the agricultural population cannot move at will. This can easily affect spring ploughing. The principalities participating in this war only sent a part of the standing army, and there is Full-time knights and knights reed, the total number of the entire army is only 6,000.

The undead of Musilon don't need much production, and the city of Ryan conservatively estimates that it can pull out an army of 20,000 undead.

In this case, Jiancheng cannons are very important. Vampires are severely lack of long-range weapons. Facing the heavy artillery of dwarves, they can only be passively beaten.

"We have to take down the castle and can't use artillery. Even if the Earl of Okasson and his close attendants have been wiped out by us, I think we still need some special methods." Federmond gradually became under Ryan's guidance. Knowing the plan, he said to Ryan, "Your Excellency Ryan, we can't attack by force, then..."

"We need this." Ryan took out a ring.

This ring was taken by Ryan from Okason’s corpse, and on it was the Okason family crest: “The plan to quickly take the Apex Palace is here, but this time we may need to wrong our dwarves. friend."

"It's okay. Afterwards, we just need to offer our dwarf friends a glass of wine." Sir Gerrod put the knight sword in the scabbard, and the paladin said with a smile: "There are still enough gifts, these dwarf friends. Most of them don’t count."

The knights of Brittany had little knowledge of dwarves. Fortunately, Ryan was here to lead the way. Now most knights in the south of Brittany have had experience dealing with dwarves. They are stubborn and small-minded. The guys who love to hold grudges also have a lot of ways to deal with it.

"It should not be too late, we will immediately **** the prisoners to meet with His Royal Highness Mogiana!" Ryan did not say any more, he immediately ordered: "Quick!"

"Yes!"

…………I am the dividing line of love and hatred…………

In February, the weather was cold and the cold wind was raging everywhere, especially after a large and inexplicable sleet and hail baptized the entire castle in the morning, this formerly prosperous castle seemed to have been looted and lost. Got angry.

The Spire Palace is not a particularly large castle, and its defenses are not particularly strong, but there are many troops stationed here, and because all the fertile swamps near the Spire Palace, enemies who want to attack here must endure very slowly The advancing speed and the mass brought by the swamp remain unchanged.

Mashubad, Duke of Moussilon, knew the importance of the Spire Palace. He sent an army of many living people to protect it and asked them to obey the dispatch of the Earl of Okasson.

At the gate of the city, a guard officer was checking the guards. The guard officer was wearing a chain mail and a chest armor hung on his chest. He was dressed very tightly. In addition to this standard equipment, the guard officer A warm animal skin cloak was also put on the outside.

Even so, he was shaking with the cold.

"Sir, this **** weather, it was raining, snowing, and hail just now, and now the sun is out again." A guard said to the chief guard, with many pockmarks and chickenpox on his face, and it was just as bad. Like the residents of Musilon, his face looked malnourished.

But this is already a good life among the residents of Musilon.

"The ghost knows what's going on in this weather!" The chief guard was on fire in the city gate cave. A bowl of thick frog broth was boiled on the fire. A little mushroom and wild vegetables were added. For the residents of Musilon It is already supremely delicious.

Since Musilon has many swamps, the people here have also learned how to obtain the necessary supplies from the swamps. The people here have learned to pick various mushrooms and wild vegetables for food. The meat is based on frogs, snails and birds. host.

Therefore, Musilon has a unique profession here, that is, marsh husbands. They are professional snail catchers and frog hunters. They enjoy a certain status under the protection of lords in Musilon. Women who marry these marsh husbands are called marsh husbands. The wives and wives are responsible for washing the snails and frogs. Most of them carry small baskets and collect herbs by the way.

"Ah! It's cold! When can I wait for the shift?" The guards complained privately about the weather, and the scent of frog broth coming from inside the city gate made the two serf guards unstable. They almost had to lean on their own. You can stand up straight on the spear.

"You stand up for me!" The guard yelled impatiently, "Now is the most tense time. The knights in the south don't know when they will come over. Don't have a little time to relax!"

"Yes! Sir!" The guards cried secretly, they had to say yes, otherwise they would be punished.

After a while, the chief guard finished eating the delicious frog broth. He said strangely, "There is indeed something wrong today. First of all, the weather has changed. At this time, the sentries and scouts by the river should be sent back. There’s news, but we haven’t received any news yet."

"Your Excellency Earl has been out for winter hunting for a long time, right?" the guard asked along the way.

"Winter Hunting? What do you sordid fellows know? This kind of winter hunting is normal for two or three days." The guard officer looked contemptuous, and he said directly: "Don't use your ignorant speculations to speculate on Lord Earl's actions. , Don't you want to live anymore?"

The guards stopped talking.

About twenty minutes later, a caravan from the main road towards the Spire Palace attracted the attention of the guards.

The caravan is very large, with more than 20 carriages and more than forty people. The carriages are filled with various grains and barrels of wine. The wheels are pressed on the ground and deep rut lines are formed. A human businessman in, wearing a fine linen clothes, was draped in a bearskin coat.

The guards immediately surrounded the caravan: "Stop! Please show me the clearance document!"

"I am the caravan of the Estalian Merchants Union who has a trade contract with Count Okasson." The human merchant took out a business contract and customs clearance document, which was signed with Count Okasson's name and the ring. Stamp: "According to the trade contract, we have shipped grain."

"Yeah." The chief guard took the paper and looked at it carefully.

There is no problem. Earl Okassen did import food from the Merchants’ Union in Estalia. Everyone in the Spire Palace knows that, and the guard officer also knows that the Earl himself was collecting grain recently and was doing a good job of guarding the Spire Palace. Prepare.

But this time is wrong! The guard officer thought to himself that this group of merchants came by a coincidence, right? Why did they arrive as soon as the earl went out to hunt?

Thinking of this, the chief guard still didn't let the caravan pass through. He signaled the guards to rush forward: "Wait! Is the food in your cart really food?"

"Food, vegetables, meat, and wine." The human businessman shrugged: "If you don't believe me, just check it."

"Go!" That was what the guard officer waited for. With a big wave of his hand, the guards swarmed up and began to inspect all the carriages in the entire caravan. The guards lifted the tarp, opened the bag, and carefully checked the contents of the carriage.

Fifteen minutes later, the guards reported to the chief.

"Yes, sir, the carriage is full of grain, vegetables, and meat!"

"Are you sure?"

"We are sure!" Dozens of guards said: "There is really food on the carriage."

The commander of the guard nodded. He thought to himself that the earl really wanted to buy a large amount of grain. Since it was all grain, there was indeed no problem.

He turned his gaze to the last few carriages. The last few carriages were filled with many wine barrels. These wine barrels were so big that there was almost one person taller: "What about this one?"

"This is ale, sir." The human merchant said calmly, "The earl asked us to send some more ale."

Is there ale in the trade contract? The guard officer walked to the front of the barrel and opened the lid. The smell of wheat and beer immediately spread out, with a strong aroma.

"Sir...maybe there is something wrong with these ale? Can we?" The guards couldn't stand the smell of the ale. They salivated one by one and said to the chief guard: "Always try to see if this is true. Mai Bar!"

"Idiot! What time is it now and I am thinking about ale all day long!" The guard officer flushed with anger, he shouted to make his men go away, and let the guards who wanted to steal the drink go away. He smelled it carefully. He stretched out his finger and dipped a little wine to taste it. After confirming that there was no problem, he ordered the release: "Okay, you can pass, but you must leave as soon as you put your things in and settle the money! You must not stay in the castle for a long time!"

"Know, do you think we are willing to stay in this place?" The human merchant was also tired of the entangled spire palace guards. He complained: "If your earl is not willing to spend a lot of money to buy, who would come to Mu Silom, this horrible place? Do you think I look like a fuck?"

The caravan finally got the clearance, and two dozen carriages entered the castle under the care of a large group of guards.

The credibility merchants did not break their promises. They did as promised. After the delivery and receiving several bags of coins, they immediately left with their men. The caravan left the castle after only 30 minutes after entering the castle.

Before leaving, the guard officer counted the number of people one by one. There were fifty-three caravans entering the castle, and fifty-three when they left. They were all under the supervision of a large group of guards.

Before the human merchant left, the guard chief came up to apologize: "I'm sorry, the Estalians, it's not that we deliberately made things difficult for you, but the situation is tense recently. Southerners may attack at any time, and the earl himself is not here... …"

"I understand, as long as the money is in place, everything is easy to say..." The human merchant did not care, and the caravan left.

After a while, the sky gradually turned into dusk, and the guards chief cautiously ordered the guards of the castle not to relax their vigilance at any time, and he returned to the tower to rest.

The spire palace at night gradually entered a quiet atmosphere. The winter night was extremely cold. Except for a few guards with torches to continue patrolling, most people fell asleep.

At midnight, inside the warehouse of the Apex Palace, there was a strange movement from the warehouse with a large amount of food, various vegetables and meat.

There was movement in those huge wine barrels.

The lower part of the wine barrel was opened, and a stout arm stretched out from the inside of the wine barrel. The king of Bafeng Mountain and the king of the Angland clan, Belleja, let out a sigh of relief. He turned on the switch of the wine barrel: "Huh~ ok Now, boys, the time is up, it's time to work!"

"Oh oh oh!" Dozens of large wine barrels were all opened, and a large group of dwarves emerged inside, most of them wearing a simple armor, holding a one-handed axe or one-handed hammer in their hands, and heard the king's order , These dwarves walked out of the barrel, and they mumbled: "Damn, how can Earl Lane let the noble dwarves do this!"

"That's right, I actually want to be carried into the castle in a wine barrel, this is disrespect for the dwarves!"

"It's crowded, and it's not ventilated!"

"And you can't wear heavy armor!"

The dwarves complained to each other, clamoring their own dissatisfaction.

They are the guards of Angrande Oath, Bellegar's guards.

These large wine barrels have a mezzanine. The dwarves hid in the mezzanine of the wine barrels and were smuggled into the castle. The outside of these large wine barrels contained ale, but the inside was filled with dwarves. Because of this, these wines The barrel looks particularly big.

"Okay guys, the Lion brothers promised two barrels of ale per person and five catties of pork after the incident." Bellegar touched his beard, and the King of Bafeng Mountain raised his Angrande hammer: "Also promised to support us. A lot of money to expand the brewery!"

The dwarves were silent.

"No way, Brother Lane really needs the help of the dwarf, let's give him a little face!"

"For the sake of beer and good meat, let's help him this time!"

"It won't work without the help of the dwarves. Brother Lane is also forced to help! We understand and understand."

Angrande vows that the guards have expressed the generosity of the dwarves, and they are ready to act.

"Halhafer, you take people to the barracks and set fire to the whole castle, and the whole castle is in chaos, Sludd, you take people with me, let us open the city gate and let the army of the Ryan brothers come in." Bellegar motioned to An. Grande vowed to gather his guards. Bellegar, who was good at attacking the city, ordered the guards to be divided into two teams. One team went to attack the barracks and set fire to the guards, so that the guards had no time to react. He himself led people to directly attack the city gate guards. .

"Yes!"

"Very well, guys, come with me and let us have a big fight!"