In the evening of that day, the ground troops of Cecil's Legion established a second artillery position on the southern plains of Saint Sunil, and initially completed the firepower coverage on the front line of the capital.

The battle is not over, and a large number of crystal cluster giants are still active in the southern and eastern regions. Driven by the destructive instinct, these monsters will continue to attack areas with dense responses to magic and life. At this point, these evil creatures have similarities with the completely mutated distortions in the wasteland of Gondor - but one thing is certain that the crisis of Saint Sunil has been temporarily lifted.

In the next twenty hours, Gao Wen did not allow the ground troops to blindly expand their positions, but continued to reduce the number of crystal cluster legions in the open area of ​​the southern part of the royal capital while maintaining its firepower advantage. At the same time, he called on the armored cargo ships on the Gorgon River to send a group of engineers to the battlefield.

Under the cover of superior firepower and with the assistance of a large number of engineering magic devices, the engineer team set up the first batch of interception networks and temporary fortifications in the south of the battlefield overnight. Before noon on the seventh day, the magic combat corps carrying individual burners were sent to these fortifications in units of seven-person teams, and in some key positions, the white knights with stronger combat power and heavy burners were stationed.

This line of defense will be used to intercept the crystal cluster giants spreading from the Holy Spirit Plain, and the fire-breathing bunkers and barbed wire mesh are cross-laying. The intercepting piles are the most powerful weapon to fight the charges of those monster groups. Before the end of this battle, the engineer team will continue to work. The intercepting fortifications and fire-bunkers will cover the plains until half of the various materials carried by the transport fleet are consumed. Then the ground forces will enter conservative operations and wait for Philip's main force to go north to meet.

On the towering city wall of San Sunil, the knights and warriors who finally got a chance to breathe were leaning against the wall to hurry up and rest. The crisis of the collapse of the defense line has been temporarily lifted, but it is far from the point where it can be relaxed. There are still a considerable number of crystal cluster monsters wandering outside the city wall. No one dares to leave the defense line before those monsters are completely eliminated.

A griffin dressed in a blue-bottomed and gold-edged royal heraldry rose into the air, leaving Saint Sunil as the soldiers looked up and watched, and flew south.

The countless double eyes on the city walls stared at the griffin knight who bravely challenged the sky. Some soldiers who were resting against the wall even stood up subconsciously. They watched the birds of prey fly over the barriers of the western walls, fly over the ruins of Mofang Town and the crow platform in the south of the royal capital. One or two arcane arcs shot from the ground into the sky cut through the air and landed far behind the griffin knight. In the end, the griffin flew safely over the battlefield.

Wales watched the griffin leave and let out a soft sigh.

Since the king was besieged, this is the first griffin knight to successfully fly out to perform reconnaissance missions. Before that, dozens of well-trained griffin knights had died in dense arcs of arcane, and they were basically shot down as soon as they left the barrier. Although the number of crystal cluster monsters has dropped sharply, I believe that the knight still paid great courage when flying over the city wall.

May he return safely.

...

In the south of the capital, in the camp established by the ground troops of the Cecil Legion, Gao Wen was staring at the high wall of the capital that had appeared within his sight.

Far beyond the camp, in the direction of two fire high grounds, continuous screams were still coming, while the sound of shells falling to the ground and explosion sounded from a more distant direction, and it seemed that it had never stopped for a moment.

A faint icy breath came from behind, and Gao Wen turned his head and saw Victoria walking towards him.

The duchess came to the front line with the second landing force, but she and her mountain corps did not use much on the "Cecilian" front. Therefore, her main role here is to serve as an adviser. Although Gao Wen has the assistance of satellite maps, the resolution and detailed analysis capabilities of satellite perspectives are limited after all. He himself has almost no idea about the details around the capital. The existence of Victoria can alleviate this problem. The location of the second firepower highland was actually selected after referring to the information provided by the duchess.

"The main enemy forces on the frontal battlefield no longer pose a threat," Gao Wen nodded to the guardian of the North and said calmly, "Our next goal is to block the intersections in the south and east and block the follow-up of those monsters."

Victoria's face, which seemed to be frozen for a long time, inevitably loosened at this moment. The duke who was always serious seemed to have put down some burden in front of Gao Wen. She let out a long sigh and a faint smile appeared on her face: "You have saved this kingdom."

"But it's too early to say this," Gao Wen said casually, "the crisis is far from being resolved."

His words have two meanings. One is that the Crystal Cluster Legion on the Holy Spirit Plain is far from being completely destroyed. The other is that all things will eventually perish. It also creates a shocking crisis deep in the Holy Spirit Plain. I don’t know when it will erupt. Of course, Victoria only knows the first meaning. She nodded gently: “As you said, we cannot relax… It is only the first step to protect the king capital.”

"Preserve the capital..." Gao Wen said softly, looking to the north again, looking at the high walls of Saint Sunil, "It's already so close."

Victoria also turned her head along Gauwen's gaze - her eyes swept over the cold acceleration rail cannons not far away, swept over the chariots and corps ready to go, swept over the Cecil flag flying in the wind over the camp, and finally landed on the wall of the capital in the distance along the extension line of all these things.

In the background of two highland artillery roaring in the distance, Gao Wen suddenly became quiet.

Saint Sunil has indeed defended it, but its functions as a royal capital have been in name only, whether it is its armed forces or its ruling system.

And an extremely powerful Cecil legion was stationed outside the city at this moment, and the master of the legion had just completed the feat of saving the kingdom.

At this moment, Victoria thought of the Wuyue Civil strife that changed Ansu's fate a hundred years ago, and the day when the head of the Wilder family, a hundred years ago, came to the capital of the Wangdu.

"Duke Cecil, you..."

Gowen didn't let Victoria continue: "Guess what Wales is thinking now?"

"...I can't guess his actions anymore," Victoria shook her head slightly. "Think about it now, maybe I haven't seen through him from the beginning."

...

The griffin sent to the south returned.

The Griffin Knight saw the amazing sight and brought back the latest intelligence, the Knight exhausted his words to describe what he saw—the rumbling chariots, the soldiers who blew the flames, the incomprehensible war machines, and their terrible power.

Wales listened to this information on the wall and did not speak for the whole time.

The Cecil Legion has essentially controlled the entire area, and their power can flatten this battlefield...

Perhaps it is time to face the most difficult choice in life.

Wales left the walls.

The king returned to the Silver Fort for the first time since his seven days of coronation.

The meeting of nobles in the Golden Oak Hall was held again.

Reinforcements have arrived and the crisis has been lifted. Although there are still small groups of enemies wandering outside the city, the haze that has shrouded the city for many days has gradually disappeared. In addition to the Cathedral of Holy Light, the inner city of the capital has almost been shrouded in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. As the masters of the upper class, the nobles of the capital reacted particularly clearly to this atmosphere.

Many faces that were still frightened a few days ago are now smiling, and many people who were planning to escape with their families not long ago are now wearing gorgeous clothes and ribbons. These former escapees and speculators who changed their direction when the king was crowned are now gathered in the Golden Oak Hall with a smile and happily talking about the bright future.

Now, they are all meritorious officials in defending Saint Sunil.

When Wales entered the Golden Oak Hall, he saw such a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

"Your Majesty, history will remember this day," a male nobleman wearing a white hair condom stood up and bowed to the king. "Facts have proved that great blood will be revealed."

Wales did not respond, but nodded lightly and slowly walked towards his throne.

The nobleman who spoke seven days ago loaded all his valuable belongings into a carriage and even sent them to the city gate on the west side. However, he keenly noticed the changes in the Silver Fort, so he summoned the carriage and servants back urgently.

Several people sitting on the west side of the long table were swaying fenceists. The king was preparing to escape before he was crowned, but the king swore all his allegiance to the first day of the crown.

For hundreds of years, the nobles have lived so smartly, savvyly calculating gains and losses, savvyly protecting their own interests, savvyly selecting teams, savvyly adjusting their camps, and investment directions.

The kingdom has been turbulent and the society has been ups and downs. Even the king's bloodline cannot avoid a catastrophe like the turbulent storm of Wuyue. However, only the shrewd nobles always grasp the direction accurately in this turbulent world. Except for a few who fall, most of them are eternal profiters.

Just like today.

Wales sat down on the throne, and the blood-stained armor made a cold and icy impact.

Many sights fell on him immediately.

"The Cecil Legion has established positions in the south of the city," Wales said slowly, "it is only one day away from the capital."

Some low voices rang out in the hall, some people's expressions showed seriousness, and some people's eyes looked at Wales became complicated.

The nobles are corrupt, but not stupid.

Almost everyone instantly realized the risks of the current situation - the risks to the royal family.

The royal capital has been broken, the royal family has been destroyed in name only, the Knights suffered heavy casualties in the battle to defend the city, and most of the fiefs directly under the southern part have fallen.

And a powerful Duchy Legion is now stationed outside the city.

The master of the legion is not a royal sect.

Another Duke of the Protector who turned the tide was another situation similar to "Mist Moon's internal strife".

Those who were whispering stopped one by one, and they began to calculate in their hearts the future balance of power in the kingdom, the way and angle of their next round of "investment", and the king sitting on the throne seemed a little embarrassed in the eyes of many people.

Ordinary nobles can choose their own positions in the game, but the king cannot.

Wales saw everyone's reaction but said nothing.

After all, these people are now the meritorious ministers in defending Saint Sunil.

But at least, as the king, he still has the power to issue orders.

"Before Cecil enters the city, we need to ensure safety near the South Wall," Wales said slowly after a moment of silence. "Gentlemen, this is about the decentness of the many surnames of Saint Sunil."

No matter what the situation was, at least his words resonated with everyone on the scene.

"We will organize forces to regain the two strongholds outside the South Wall as a 'gift' to welcome Duke Cecil," Wales continued, "one is the town of Mofang and the other is the Crow Terrace further south."

After a brief quiet, many voices of agreement sounded in the hall.

Because both areas are very close to the city wall, the sentries have already seen that there are basically no enemies in these two areas.
Chapter completed!