Chapter 116

In the early morning, the sun exposed the snow capped mountains outside the city of OTIS. After a faint light and the cold wind, the ruins that burned all night in the city were finally burned out and turned into coke.

King Charlotte, contrary to the decadence of the previous month, ordered the only maids and guards in the palace to serve him in dressing. With gorgeous King robes, heavy crowns and exquisite walking sticks, King Charlotte seemed to return to his youth. At that time, he was so energetic and wanted to do a great career.

However, the truth is much different from what I imagined when I was young.

Most of the palace maids and guards escaped last night. Although the palace guards have been making great efforts to stop the escape, the situation has not improved. Even within the guards themselves, there are people fleeing.

The palace guards are different from the iron armored guards. There are many noble children. Most of them are crammed in by the elders of the family. Who will stay here and die at this time.

The palace guards have long been corroded from their bones, but they have been washed with a bright appearance by others.

"Forget it, if they want to escape, let them escape." Finally, the king of Charlotte spoke. The old king had been completely defeated. Once he naively thought that he could block the attack of the forstans with the strong weapon of Otis city.

Even a week of Luan war made him think that the forstans were just like this.

However, with only one night's full impact, the guards of Otis city were like a burst River dam, running away in an instant. Not only did it break the last defense of the city of Otis, but also the ambition of King Charlotte.

The maids and servants in the palace can run if they want. The king doesn't care. In the final analysis, these people are also the people of Charlotte. The old king doesn't want to see them buried with him.

Yes, it was a funeral. The king of Charlotte decided to live and die with Charlotte.

There is also a transmission array made of countless precious materials by master Maris, a "yellow and white warlock". It can transport 10 people to an area 20 kilometers away at one time. When the energy spar is enough, it can operate five times a day. King Charlotte wanted to go. No one could stop him.

Foster's magician doesn't have the ability to interfere with this distance transmission.

It has to be said that in the field of alchemy, master Maris of Charlotte has surpassed his mentor, kareda, the guardian of Charlotte and the official magician.

In fact, as early as the beginning of the siege of faustan's army, the royal family of Charlotte had retreated orderly, because there were few transporters and the magic wave was deliberately covered, faustan had not been aware of it.

Just last night, after the king of Charlotte explained to his eldest son, Charlotte's crown prince, he saw his child disappear in the portal with his own eyes.

"Your Majesty, marquis Philip asked to see you." A general hurried into the palace hall and reported to the king.

When the city was broken, the king already knew that Marquis Philip had set up an escape team, but this time he didn't stop it. He thought Marquis Philip had done enough. From this point of view, King Charlotte was a rare Mingjun and didn't want everyone to bury him.

The king was surprised that Marquis Philip did not leave, but entered the palace at this time. "Pass!"

After taking command, the general hurried back. Faustan's army is outside the palace. Some places have begun to siege. His general is busy now.

Soon Marquis Philip strode into the palace.

"Your majesty!" Marquis Philippe was dressed in a marquis Python robe and walked to the hall. Like King Charlotte, marquis Philippe now wears a brand-new official robe.

"Unexpectedly, you are an old friend with me in the end." King Charlotte sighed.

Marquis Clark, one of the three pillars of Charlotte, is only 30 years old and is known as the "God of war". Marquis Campbell is the illegitimate son of King Charlotte. Only Marquis Philip is strictly regarded as the king's peer. Both are in their fifties.

Marquis Philippe didn't say much. He proved his determination with action.

"Go! Follow me to meet the enemy!" After the old man like King Charlotte laughed, he waved the king's scepter and walked outside the palace. In addition to Marquis Philip, only some young nobles and Charlotte generals followed behind.

Outside the palace, Prince kensell rode a war horse and was surrounded by many nobles and generals. Looking at the Royal Palace of Charlotte with bright eaves, Prince kensell was full of vigour.

"Marquis marmen, how is the war in the city now?" Prince kensell waved his whip and smiled and asked the Marquis marmen around him.

"The resistance everywhere is not very fierce and has been suppressed. Now only the palace has not been completely captured, but some areas have broken through." Replied the Marquis marmen.

"Marquis of West Asia, how is the progress of the Xiongfeng Legion?" Prince kensell asked the Marquis of West Asia on the other side.

Because the Xiongfeng Legion is the last to fight, the loss is the lowest among the three legions. The main force of attacking the palace is the officers and men of the Xiongfeng Legion.

"The main gate has been captured, and all the side doors are surrounded. Now the soldiers are attacking the front door of the palace hall." Replied the Marquis of Western Asia.

The main hall of the Royal Palace is generally the place where the king and his ministers and nobles discuss business. Once the front door is captured, it can be said that Charlotte's Royal Palace has been completely open to Foster's soldiers.

"Let's go to the front door!" As soon as Prince kensell patted the war horse, he took the generals to the front door. He wanted to see the collapse of the kingdom of Charlotte with his own eyes. He wanted to insert the flag of Faustin on the palace of Charlotte with his own hands.

Now it is the end of the decisive battle between the two countries. Almost all the top military officials of faustan have gathered on both sides of Prince kensell, and a group of people are heading for the Charlotte palace.

When King Charlotte came to the front door of the palace, the remaining Charlotte garrison was fighting with the besieged forstan soldiers. Although there was a great difference in the number, the remaining Charlotte garrison was extremely fierce. This is the only elite left in Charlotte.

Youdao is difficult to defeat four hands with two fists. Although Charlotte's garrison resisted fiercely, he had no choice but to be submerged by the sea of people and didn't even turn out a spray in the face of a number of foster soldiers several times and dozens of times more than himself.

As soon as king Charlotte approached the front door, he saw this scene: the crowd formed by countless foster soldiers divided and smashed the stubborn Charlotte soldiers.

Just as the last sherlo soldiers were about to be swallowed by the forstans, someone shouted, "Your Majesty is coming!"

These Charlotte soldiers suddenly turned around and saw that their king was really so close to them.

The exhausted soldiers, a stream of blood broke out again from the chest, and stubbornly blocked the attack of forstan soldiers.

"Block it, your majesty is behind!"

"We must stop these bastards and protect your majesty!"

"Hold on!"

“。。。。。。。” Every Charlotte soldier still standing at the head of the city burst out infinite fighting spirit.

Seeing this, the guards and generals around King Charlotte also drew their swords and rushed to the head of the city to resist the forstans with the soldiers.

Although their number is far from enough compared with Foster's soldiers, it is such a small number of people, together with the king of Charlotte himself, that give these Charlotte soldiers who defend the city a shot in the arm.

Similarly, the fortress soldiers who attacked the city saw the old man behind the city wall wearing a yellow gorgeous robe, wearing a crown and holding a scepter. They couldn't guess his identity.

One by one, like beating chicken blood, earned their necks, held long guns and danced long swords, and rushed to the city. Look at their momentum, they are not much lower than Charlotte's garrison.

The military achievements of Faustin's army are directly linked to his own gains. The more enemies you kill, the higher the rank or status of the enemy, the more military achievements you will obtain.

King Charlotte's military merit reward was not announced by the high level of faustan, but recently, a count's head was held by a soldier for 1000 points.

1000 points is the lowest value of Deloitte, which is also 1000 jindeloitte. The king's head is more valuable than the count, which is the idea of every foster soldier.

"I want the old man's head!" A ferocious looking faustan shouted, waving a huge axe. It seems that he is the squadron leader of a regiment.

Before the voice fell, a fine iron arrow plume went straight into the man's face, "bang!" The big man fell to the ground.

There are still many capable soldiers in the residual army of Charlotte. Among other things, there are several knights at the middle rank of attendants. King Charlotte's head is not so easy to take.

However, this is only dangerous and can not hinder the enthusiasm of general Faustin.

The body of the fallen man was only a stepping stone for the follow-up soldiers, and more foster soldiers rushed up the front gate to King Charlotte.

"He's mine!"

"Don't let him run away!"

"Chase, chase!"

"There, there he is!"

“。。。。。。”

Most of the Faustin soldiers fighting here are regular regiments of the three legions, and few noble private armies are mixed among them.

The soldiers of these regular legions, unlike Locke, who are essentially subordinate to the private army of the aristocracy, can play the autumn wind from time to time and earn extra money.

Although the soldiers of the regular corps are better equipped and receive better treatment. The only way for them to make progress is military merit, and most of their money comes from military pay.

Now, seeing the mobile golden mountain of King Charlotte, every foster soldier has made great efforts to win the first prize.

The madness of the foster soldiers made the defense of the front door of the palace break down soon. As soon as the front door was broken, there was nothing to rely on to hold the position in the Charlotte palace.

Behind the front door is a wide square. On weekdays, the nobles and ministers of Charlotte face down and go out of the palace through this square, where they used to talk and laugh with their colleagues. Now blood and broken limbs fly everywhere.

Countless foster soldiers surrounded the last Sherlock soldiers, and the current king of Sherlock stood in the center of the siege.

His Majesty's gorgeous robe was stained with a little blood at some time, and the crown of thorns on his head deviated a lot in Cang Luan. Although he was embarrassed a lot, the king still retained the most basic demeanor.

Standing behind the king was Marquis Philip with a long sword. Under the Marquis's Python robe was a thin golden silkworm shell, which saved Marquis Philip's life.

Marquis Philippe, a high-ranking attendant, was just stared at by experts in Faustin's army, as evidenced by a scratch on his back from his neck to his left waist.

Without this armor, marquis Philippe had just been dismembered by a master faustan hidden among ordinary soldiers.