Vol 8 Chapter 918: all fake

The things in the magic tower are over, but the things on the battlefield are not over.
In this decisive battle, the only thing that Everta did from beginning to end was "fire cover strike"-even with Enric City's Royal Army and Viper Cross, the two combat forces basically became ashes in the flames. . But after that, it does not mean that the battle is over. The enemy's collapse represents the disappearance of resistance. In the follow-up, Everta will also perform a series of tasks such as occupation, rectification, corpse disposal, battlefield cleaning, and post-war reconstruction.
At the end of May, when the weather was hot, the corpses on the battlefield rotted extremely fast. The poisoned infantry of Viper Cross were stripped of their armor and weapons by their companions, and most of them were thrown on the battlefield in stripes. In such a scene, the words "corpse across the wild" are not excessive. After the death of Pope Daze, the headless army was completely disbanded. But these exiled soldiers are a threat to the entire area, and Rodi has asked the "Rose Cross" troops, who are preparing for several days, to surround the surrounding area to ensure the safety of other towns and villages.
Everta's own troops, however, did not move towards Enric City the next day.
This time, the head was a huge arcane puppet. The compacted road surface allowed the subsequent gun vehicles to follow the same direction, and the journey of less than two kilometers took two hours for the four arcane crickets to be fully activated.
When the soldiers arrived under the city, there were three or four heads on the wall. There was no gate here, because the entire northern city wall collapsed in the fire. Most of the soldiers could see only the ruins and the buried ones below. Countless corpses.
The people who remained in the city were surviving residents. Soderlor had his troops stationed outside the city, and then waited for Arcane Shu to repair the road to the imperial city.
"Commander, don't you really need to directly surround the nobles who are running away?"
In the simple tents built outside the city, staff members are smiling with a post-war statistical report, but they are more concerned about the whereabouts of Charles II, the country's former ruler.
"'Falcons' have been watching them, escorted by Crohn's mages, and it doesn't make sense to chase them now."
Soderlor made a mark on the plan that has been turned over countless times: "The people brought by the fleet have begun to plan a new plan for the port construction. Where can this monarch toss?"
In fact, Charles II, who was on his way to escape at this moment, had little thinking ability left in his head.
"Your Majesty, the imperial city is our last barrier. The magicians of the Dragon Tower are gathered together. With the help of the Magister, those weapons of Everta are no longer a threat!"
Earl Wall, sweaty and dusty, kept giving ideas to Charles II.
"Oh, let's talk first."
At this moment, the monarch of the Karen Kingdom looked haggard, and he was sweating on the horse. Looking up at the cloudless sky, the figure of the "Falcon" circling over the sky, they have become accustomed to the buzzing of the propeller, and this thing is no longer regarded as a threat at this moment.
They were afraid of the "albatross", but the latter never appeared.
After Quio left Enrique, the enchantment protecting them suddenly disappeared at some point. Ascending the city wall and seeing the final and intact results of Evta's position, Crohn immediately joined the remaining three wizards and six magicians to these nobles away from the south city gate.
In the process, Charles II did not make a few orders. He even thought of slamming his head against Enric's wall, which was even more pleasurable than facing a situation where everyone lost.
Half of the remaining aristocrats expressed their willingness to stay after the break, and made time for Charles II's escape. Of course, Charles II did not know ... these people chose to surrender directly after the Aifta infantry division came over.
The people who fled at this time can basically become the core layer of this kingdom. More than twelve aristocrats gathered in a guard of seventy or eighty people, together with Charles II and the magicians, fled from the south wall to the imperial city. After a full day of running, they finally rushed to a village five kilometers away from the imperial city.
At this time, the villagers here did not know what had happened, only to be surprised at such a group of embarrassed aristocrats with gorgeous costumes.
"Your Majesty, do you need to take a break?"
The Crohn Magister was also exhausted. Even though he could use magic to lighten the burden of the war horse, riding a horse for more than ten hours in a row was a big test of physical strength-even if he couldn't stand the spell floating in the middle, he would inevitably feel sleepy and hesitant at this moment.
"No rest, just go."
Looking at the city not far away, the hungry Charles II decided to continue his journey and return to the city as soon as possible, and the panic caused by the artillery could disappear as soon as possible. Although he doesn't know what he can do when he returns, the city still gives him a sense of security.
"People work harder! You will be back to the Imperial City soon."
Earl Wall has been doing his best. He was a little far from the core sequence before, but this war made him feel that he had found a chance.
After a short period of adjustment, this team continued to accelerate towards the imperial city. It took only half an hour to walk for five kilometers, but looking at the quiet walls and the closed gates, Charles II always felt that there was a kind of Inexplicable depression.
"Why, who?"
The soldiers on the wall were not tall, and his loose clothes could not cover his thin body. Even the sound seemed weak.
The Count Wall below immediately moved out of the name of Charles II and asked to open the door. The soldier was startled and said quickly: "Okay!"
The sound of "creak" sounded, the suspension bridge of the imperial city moat was lowered, and after the wide gate opened, the deserted streets looked completely different from what they looked like when they left. Crohn's Magister frowned. "No, there should be a magician on the wall."
But he and Strange and others behind were just suspicious, but did not think about the possibility of the city's fall. The long-distance attack has exhausted these mages who have not experienced war. Their lips are cracked. At this moment, I just want to find Place to drink water to rest. Seeing the city gate open, Charles II finally breathed a long breath. Even if his buttocks and thighs were badly hurt, he tried his best to hold back, and quickly led more than ten nobles into the city.
"Where are you? Hey! Stand still-where is the City Defense Force? Where is the mage on duty?"
Count Wall also noticed something strange, but the thin soldier in front of him shook his head and stepped back: "Sir, I don't know anything ..."
"What are you running? Come talk!"
What else did Wall want to say, but the soldier turned and ran, leaving the nobles who had just entered the city to look at each other.
The next moment, a screaming arrow suddenly shot into the air, and in the sharp whistle, a large figure suddenly emerged around-the collision sound of the metal armor "Wa La La" made a sound, when realized that these soldiers were wearing all metal armor, With a charged spear, Charlie II's face paled instantly: "You, whose army are you?"
This is actually nonsense, because everyone saw the wolf head mark on the soldiers' armor.
But even if surrounded, they can hardly imagine why the enemy appeared here ...
"Oh!"
The closed chain gates and the sound of chains from the suspension bridge made these people understand that they had no retreat, but the soldiers around were not in a hurry to attack, but just kept in a semicircle and kept no more than 30 meters away. For Charles II and others who rode on horseback, this incomplete encirclement of infantry was really vulnerable-but what made them afraid to move was the spar cannons erected on the streets not far away ...
For those who have experienced the power of artillery, being pointed at this weapon at close range, they even become cautious about breathing.
Fortunately, the wizards such as Crohn immediately began to release the shield enchantment, and a curtain of light flashed. Just after Charles II had the courage to continue talking, he saw that the air in front of him suddenly twisted, and suddenly on the wide street A weird black tower appeared.
They are no strangers to the image of the Hercino Tower, but the appearance of this scene is really unacceptable to Charles II. He pulled out his long sword ~ ​​EbookFREE.me ~ and murmured: "Fake ... all fake ... this must be an illusion created by magic-Crohn! Get rid of it all!"
However, Crohn did not move. He had observed the magic tower in close proximity when he was in Elsen. Of course, at this moment, he could understand what this means ...
He glanced back at Strange and the other mages. He gladly chose to turn over and dismount, and waved to remove the original shield and enchantment: "Your Majesty, for our incompetence, this magic tower cannot even deal with the dragons ... "
"Impossible! It's all fake!"
Charlie II pulled out his long sword, although he tried to make his voice as loud as possible, but on the quiet battlefield, this kind of shrewd words made his timidity even more prominent.
He looked forward to the response from the nobles behind him, and then everyone launched an assault-even if they died, they would die fiercely. But Charles II himself did not have the courage to charge, and the nobles around him also lost their determination to break the fish.
Aimed by eight spar cannons, and a magic tower was pressed in front of them, escape could not escape. What other options are there besides surrender?
At this moment the door at the bottom of the tower was opened, and Roddy and Sally in a formal dress stepped down. The soldiers surrounded by it slowly separated to the sides, Sally walked forward, and Roddy followed. When the Duke stood, Roddy was still not standing parallel to her.
This is a dialogue between the royal family and the Roussillon family. Although he was in charge of the entire war, the grievance ended, but it was left to Sally.
Because of the existence of newspapers, both Roddy and Sally are often featured on the front page, so Charles II recognized them at a glance-it is also wonderful, three years ago, Charles II even named "Rodi". Can't remember, even thought that the successor of Everta would be Francis. But the situation changed, and he would be surrounded by the imperial city three years later ...