Chapter 345: 【opportunity】

Wearing a luxurious dress, the fur around the neck was emblazoned with gold rims, and even the cuffs were embellished with a fancy shattered wave pattern. Under a wide colored band on the chest, one was designed by heraldic experts The gorgeous badges embellished during the period one by one silver Hughes dressed in such a luxurious service, stood in front of the mirror for a while, then put on the top hat with satisfaction, and inserted a colored long feather after questioning. The only flaw is that Changyu didn't get the real Fengyu.
The real Feng Yu is something you can't find. It is said that it is only in the home of the holy city of Babylon, and only the ancient man, Emperor Guigui, has such a holy weapon.
Even the hat worn by the Byzantine emperor could not get the real Phoenix feathers, only the flamingo feathers were used instead. And Hughes is here, it is clear that it is a few peacock salamanders that have been carefully decorated and dyed.
Standing in front of the mirror, Governor Hughes, or the future King Hughes, stood with his hands on his hips and his sword in the ground, posing a very awesome gesture. Sitting in front of him are three court painters. The huge drawing board and Yankee laying in front of them are painting nervously. Such a personal portrait is said to be suspended from the hall in the future king's palace.
The leader of the rebel army looked good at the moment. At least, the haze from the news of the two Highnesses escaping from the Governor's House the other day has disappeared.
Here is still in the rebel company camp under the city of Osgilia, naturally the coach's big account cannot be set up with a few leather tents just like ordinary army generals.
In fact, Hughes's account can be called a temporary mobile palace. Armenian skilled artisans have used materials brought by sixty specially designed carriages, and a variety of pre-designed wood materials. There is a building similar to the reduced version of the palace, which is two floors high, and there is a lookout on it. Hundreds of people are still wealthy in this temporary mobile palace.
Although the siege is still anxious, these days, Hughes does not seem too anxious-at least it does not seem so anxious.
El Salvador also poses as a speaker of a red round table. He visits the barracks of each rebel every day, talks with the leader or commander of each rebel, and makes various transactions in private, and even listens. It is said that the two military regions in the south have also joined the rebel alliance-all of which can be attributed to El Salvador.
Hughes did not seem to move at all. He did not deliberately win over which governor of the military region, and did not prescribe any conditions. He just "wasted the seal of the throne" every day in his magnificent palace (El Salvador.)
Although he hasn't been able to break through Osquilia, Hughes has already begun to design new architectural drawings of the palace. He has begun to discuss with the group of artists the different layouts of the new palace in the future, and even found a group to learn Come and design a new genealogical badge totem for your future royal family. I heard that even a whole new set of royal etiquette has been designed.
Our versatile "Noble Governor" even personally designed a new set of court dance.
Doing so many ridiculous things, but Hughes seems to lack a sense of responsibility for military affairs. Even these days, the main force has been replaced by pro-El Salvadorian rebels. Rebels throughout the Armenian military region have retreated behind the rebel camp.
At this time, some dissatisfaction arose within the Armenian Military Region about the sudden unscrupulous actions of the Governor. Some people even made some bad comments: Do adults think that big things have been set? You know, we haven't been able to set foot in the Palace of Osgilia!
Even if victory is firmly in his hands, it now seems to be nothing more than the question of the seal of time. But for future status in the rebel alliance, adults can't be so cheered!
But these days, all the subordinates who are loyal to speak are blocked by Hughes. Seeing that the Governor is only wrapped up with heraldic experts, etiquette experts, and even court dancers and tailor painters every day, the people below do not know whether to cry or laugh. The only positive response Hughes made to the concerns of his subordinates was only one sentence. "What's the matter, the time is not up!"
Just that night, Hughes was posing, so that the three artists were trying to record their wise and martial images on the drawing board. Outside the palace, the rushing drums of war gradually subsided.
Hughes yawned, glanced at the hourglass in the room, and muttered, "The siege army has retreated. Whose army is this time? The old Rossac in the northwest, or the pug in El Salvador. Dinar. "Township ..."
His face was smeared with thick powder, and it looked pale and unusual. This was considered to be the most standard and noble noble complexion, and the corner of his mouth even had a little mole, and a curved fake was cut on his head. There is a thick eyeliner drawn on the eyes-Master Hughes is indeed a fan of avid aristocratic culture.
He listened attentively to the fading war drums, and the sigh of disappointment from the tens of thousands of siege soldiers who had come down in the wind ...
"Maybe, it's here tonight, and it's almost dawn." Hughes mumbled. "The guys in the city can really take it. Hum, some Lantis support, they are not afraid of being hungry. Now, God bless, let a big storm at sea.
Hughes looked at the painter who was already tired, and he finally relaxed his mind: "Well, gentlemen, come here tonight. I will also discuss the color of the dress with those lovely scholars.
The artists hurriedly gathered up the drawing board, and bent down to retreat one by one to make portraits of big people, which has always been a long project.
Hughes walked away from the mirror and was about to take off the big ornate hat on her head. Suddenly, from the window, there was a dull and heavy voice. The sound was absent, but when a ray of sound fell into Hughes 'ear, Hughes' face suddenly twisted fiercely, then he suddenly jumped up and threw the hat in his hand. On the ground, he slammed the window like crazy, pushed it open, and looked far away in the direction of Osgilia.
Under the night, the siege army just retreated, and in the wilderness, like a group of black ants retreating towards the rebel camp. In the distance, the city defense of Osgilia is still like a cold mountain in the night, the majestic Arc de Triomphe is still standing, and countless flags are displayed. The night in the night seems solemn and full of murderousness. However, one by one, one by one, but none of this is the most important! Hughes was lying on the window sill, staring at the direction of the silent city wall, he waited with eager hope that the sound he had just heard was not an illusion. Finally, heaven seemed to hear Hughes' prayer.
Dull, even with the ringing of an indescribable and solemn bell! This time, the bell sounded a little louder than it was just now, as if the bell was ringing at the same time from different places in the city of Osgilia. The bells in all directions twisted together under the gathering of the evening wind, and then drifted into the distance in the night. The bells were thick and solemn, so dispiriting that they were breathless. Hughes was lying on the window sill, but his fingers were shaking, his face was hard, his ears were sideways. "Next one or two ... thirteen ..." Although he tried his best to keep calm, the muscles in the corners of his eyes were beating fast.
Finally, when the bell finally came to an end, Hughes was like the strength of his whole body was emptied in an instant. Normally, he fell down from the windowsill and sat on the ground.
"Twenty-eight! Twenty-eight !!!! Not too much, not too much! Twenty-eight !!!! Hughes throbbed in his heart:" Dead! died! Emperor Cantos is dead! !! This is the death knell! This is the death knell for royal etiquette! Twenty-eight, no more, no less! Only the death of the emperor can knock so much! I have studied court etiquette all my life. !! !! "
At this time, several close guards outside the door heard the movement inside and saw the Governor actually sitting on the ground and hurried up to help. Hughes shook off the others, and suddenly jumped up in a surprisingly agile gesture. He grabbed a guard: "Did you hear clearly! Is it the bell! Is it the bell? sound!!"
The bang ten guard was stunned, shaking his head and stammered, "Master, yes, it is one by one, one by one."
Hughes had let go of him and caught another person: "Is it 28? Is it 28?"
This time, without waiting for his men to answer, Hughes had released him again, and then the noble governor laughed wildly. "Ha ha ha ha ha ha! I waited! I finally waited !!! I waited !!!"
The expression on his face was distorted, but he looked extraordinarily embarrassed. Huo Ran pushed away the guards around him, and his eyes became blood red, and he screamed: "Mission! All flag-group officers immediately discuss !!!! Go quickly !!! "
Some guards stayed awake, watching this Governor's adult so morbid, and some guys who were so beloved by adults on the weekdays made their own wisdom and said, "Sir, it's already so late at this moment, many generals have fallen asleep. It's fine at night, it's better to wait until tomorrow morning ...
Before the speaker was finished speaking, Hughes had slapped his eyes with red eyes and a slap and a crisp sound, and threw the speaker directly to the ground. Hughes had gritted his teeth and looked murderous: Hourglass! No matter what method you use, even if you walk into the bed, they will be dragged out of me! It is ordered that the gravel is leaked out. If it is not enough, you will pluck this skin and get out of my camp. Kill yourself! "
Everyone saw that the Governor was so excited, everyone was aware of such a flame of fire, who dare to talk nonsense at this mouth, and rushed out in a hurry, even the man with the cricket on the ground was embarrassed The crowd climbed out.
This chaos immediately caused the flying dogs to jump up in the barracks of the Armenian rebels. In truth, Armenia's rebels are well-equipped and trained quite well.
But the problem is that these days, Hughes, the boss, has put on a slack attitude, not thinking about aggressiveness, so that the people below have also relaxed. Anyway, this army does not need to go up to attack the city anymore, then everyone should hide behind and be happy, the daily exercise is still maintained, and the others will go . Even the officers drilled into the bed early in the evening to raise their spirits. It ’s your hughes to fight this world. You are not worried when you are the boss of Hughes, we are still
Suddenly, Hughes ordered in such a rush at night, and the battalion immediately became messy. Many officers had already fallen asleep, and some even had some alcohol. Some waiters had a little friction, but after the rapid drumming came, these generals were really anxious, looking for armor, clothes, horses, and chaos.
Fortunately, the original quality is still there. After a mess, before Hughes's hourglass in the palace is finished, everyone is gathered.
The Armenian Army, at this moment in the rebel camp, has reached nearly 60,000 troops, which is regarded as the most powerful one. These high-ranking officers gathered in Hughes's palace were all in the banner regiment, and there were also 20 or 30 people away.
In the parliament hall, Hughes had already put on a uniform, put on the armor, a long sword hung around his waist, and his boots were polished. Looking at the generals who had gathered below, he had a seal of God for a while. The throne, in this chamber, also seemed sombre.
"You must have thought that I was faint recently. Many people behind me said that I had lost my initiative and said that I was ridiculous." When Hughes threw out his first sentence, his tone was tough and there were many generals. His face changed, but Hughes laughed three times and yelled, "Now I can tell you, I haven't changed! I am not old, I am not faint, and I am not thinking about progress! I am nothing more than a chance in the test! Waiting for an opportunity to settle the big picture in one fell swoop! Others attack the city, but I am pushing everyone back, not because I am weak, but because I need my soldiers to keep enough Energy and combat strength, when this moment comes, can seize this fleeting opportunity! "
Looking at the generals facing each other, Hughes sneered: "His Byzantine emperor Cantos is dead!" Boom! In this sentence, Shi was so shocked that everyone suddenly changed color. No matter how patient he was, there was still a small noise in the hall. Byzantine emperor, dead? !! Cantos, the rifle emperor, really died? !!
Although everyone is blatantly pursuing rebellion, after all, they have lived under the banner of Byzantium for most of their lives. As a "Byzantine", the awe of the emperor is deeply rooted.
Despite being rebellious, the news that the emperor had died really shocked everyone.
"Be quiet!" Hughes glared and drank, and the people below straightened up. The quick-minded ones had already glared at their collars, posing a eager attitude! "I learned the news ... hmm, poor other friendly leaders, I'm afraid they won't be able to react until dawn! This is our chance!"
Some callers immediately shouted in excitement: "Her Majesty! The Byzantine Emperor is dead. Your Majesty is taking us to take the opportunity to pounce on the city and take Osgeria straight!"
This question asked, immediately attracted the approval of many people, for a while everyone in the throne of the Seal of God was flexing his muscles, looking cheerful. "Yeah! The emperor's death must be a mess in the city!" "Let's take the opportunity to attack the city. Those guys in other battalions haven't responded yet. This Oscilia has returned to us!" "Kill in Oscaria goes !!! "
Looking at the generals below who are eager to try, Hughes nodded in his heart. It seems that although these men have relaxed for some days, the desire to fight is still there. He waved his hand, stood on it, and glanced across the audience: "Who said we were going to Osgiriya!"
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The enemy's emperor died suddenly, thinking that it was a good opportunity for internal chaos. At this time, he took the opportunity to attack the city defense, and there was a great opportunity to overcome it in one fell swoop ...
"Adriatic is a great empire, an iron-fisted army, even if the emperor dies, but the city defense is in his hands, and even if the attack, the chance may not be great." Hughes frowned: "In addition, Osgiriya's city ​​defense……"
Think of this "city of miracles ~ EbookFREE.me ~" This "city on the mainland" is the defense of the city, think of the walls that are tens of meters high, think of the dense arrow towers, think of the dense ballistas on the city defense ... the heads of many generals are a little numb.
The city defense of Osgilia is indeed terrible. Hundreds of thousands of rebels gathered, it took two months to seal the throne of God, and they didn't get much effective results. In the past two months, everyone has just filled their lives. "We're heading northwest." Hughes frowned, sneer. northwest? !! The generals froze, and immediately a wise man came to his senses. Northwest ... Northwest ... Isn't the northwest Rhoderian cavalry? !!
"The Emperor Cantos will go, then the heir to the empire will be the only Garcia Crown Prince! Garcia is in the Rodriya Cavalry! I will take you all night to attack! I am 60,000 tigers, straight to the Rodriya Cavalry Station! The sneak attack at night, the other party absolutely did not expect that we would come so suddenly! And the emperor died, they will surely receive the news! Plus the strength of the military ... as long as you can beat the Rhoderian cavalry in a blast ... "
Hughes waved his hand in the air, clenched his fists, and yelled, "I don't want Garcia! Live to see people! Dead to see corpses! The old emperor is dead, if you can solve the crown prince ... Huh! Even Os The city of Gillia is 100 meters high! Even if Adrik is the Duke of Tulips resurrected in the city, this situation can never be reversed! Defeat the Rhoderian cavalry and kill Garcia! Osgilia, drop without a fight! ! "