Stars twinkled in the night sky. On the outskirts of Tver and on the upper reaches of the Volga River, Duke Ivanovich climbed up the hillside after inspecting the camp and observed the city in the distance.
The leading troops of the Royal Army have arrived at the front line. All 600,000 troops will arrive no later than tomorrow morning. Duke Yinvanovich has been ordered to hold on until tomorrow morning and try not to fight with the rebels until the follow-up troops arrive. Attack again.
“Yin Wan.”
There were footsteps behind him. The Duke of Tbilisi, who had a slightly curly beard, came to the front of the camp under the protection of several guards and stood next to Duke Ivanovich: "How is the situation?"
"There is no movement in the city for the time being, and the 15th and 19th Cavalry Regiments stationed on the outskirts of the city show no signs of attacking..."
Duke Yinvanovich put down the telescope, his face as dark as water: "I don't know what Katerina is planning."
The moment when the Royal Army has not yet assembled is the best time for a sneak attack. Any general knows that before crossing the river and attacking the middle of the river, what are Katerina waiting for if she does not seize the opportunity to attack?
The Duke of Tbilisi took the telescope handed over by his subordinates, observed Tver City for a while, and said in surprise: "They seem to be carrying out soil work... Are they planning to imitate the Kingdom of Windsor and start trench warfare with us?"
"The biggest disadvantage of trench warfare is that the position of the trench cannot be changed. It is very effective when defending a fixed area, but if it is placed in a large battle, the effect is not particularly obvious..." Duke Yinvanovich frowned Eyebrow said: "Katerina shouldn't make such a stupid mistake. Tver is just their frontline defensive position, not our real target. If they want to engage in trench warfare, they should carry out soil work on the outskirts of Mosk. ..."
"Do you suspect fraud?"
"It's hard to say, but Katerina's fighting style is very similar to His Majesty Peter. She is best at mobilizing the overall situation and winning by surprise. Maybe the soil work is just a cover. She has already sent out cavalry to sneak around and attack us."
"It's impossible to succeed in a sneak attack. I have moved the artillery position to the center of the camp. It is surrounded by wood and the Volga River is next to it. In addition, with the urgently produced rotating machine guns, no matter how many cavalry come, they will be killed. "
The Duke of Tbilisi is full of confidence. His biggest reliance is the several rotating machine guns seized from the Kingdom of Windsor a few months ago. Recently, craftsmen have figured out the structure of the rotating machine guns and are rushing to manufacture them. Hundreds of rotary machine guns have been produced, with a firing rate of more than 300 rounds per minute...
Come and try it quickly. 】
It can be declared that the age of cavalry is over.
"Don't underestimate the enemy. The Apocalypse Divine Sect was defeated by His Majesty Peter because he underestimated the enemy."
"Yin Wan, you seem a little irritable."
The Duke of Tbilisi looked at Duke Ivanovich, who was frowning and speaking in a low tone, and asked in confusion: "You have been acting like this in the past few days. What happened?"
"Alexei and the others were captured. Shouldn't I be upset?"
"...You guys stand down." The Duke of Tbilisi said to several guards beside him.
"yes!"
The guards withdrew down the hillside, and there was no one else around. The Duke of Tbilisi said: "I understand you, Yin Wan. Although you value your family very much, you will not bring your emotions to the battlefield. What do you seem to be waiting for?" people...."
"Don't think blindly, who can I wait for?"
"Finn Drost."
"He has long since disappeared."
"But you still haven't given up hope, haven't you?" Duke Tbilisi said: "What can't you say to me? We are all grasshoppers on a rope now! Yin Wan!"
"...."
Duke Yinvanovich put down the telescope, stared into the eyes of Duke Tbilisi for a long time, and sighed: "After the fire at the Red House Farm, someone did look for me... No, it was not a person, but Some extremely powerful supernatural being claims to be the master of Finn Drost.”
"What?" The Duke of Tbilisi asked in surprise: "Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing earlier?!"
"There is a mole from the Wisdom Cult in the Noble Faction! How dare I say that? Finn Drost's identity was leaked by the mole!"
"The mole can be someone else, but it can never be me! Don't you know about our family's business with Citigroup? Finn Drost has the connection! I am the person least likely to betray him! For Make money, money!”
Duke Ivanovich, who had a headache from the quarrel, waved his hands and said impatiently: "I know, isn't this a confession to you? Don't mention the past anymore!"
The Duke of Tbilisi also calmed down and said in a more relaxed tone: "So, what did Drost's master say to you?"
"it...."
After scanning the surroundings and making sure that there were no ears around that could hear their voices, Duke Ivanovich continued: "It allows me to temporarily obey Archbishop Henry's command. When necessary, he will tell me what to do. Our family will also be saved by it.”
"A necessary moment.... What is a necessary moment?"
"How do I know? I'm worried about this!" Duke Yinvanovich cursed, his face full of resentment: "Who knows what they are planning? If they want to help Katerina, why? Let us lead the army to go to war with Katerina? Doesn't this push us into a pit of fire? If a war really breaks out, Katerina will have to settle accounts with us in the future!"
"I can't help myself..."
The Duke of Tbilisi sighed longly and looked up at the stars in the night sky: "In recent days, I have been thinking, if you hadn't...done that thing and His Majesty Peter was still alive, our situation would be different. Will it be better?"
"What does it have to do with me? Didn't you do it?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? It was clearly you who poisoned His Majesty Peter!"
"Fart! I didn't even have time to do it! It was definitely you who did it!"
"...."
"...."
In the darkness, Duke Ivanovich and Duke of Tbilisi looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.
"Wait a minute, let's go through the process. That night, we discussed the plan with Shirkov and the others, and wanted to kill His Majesty Peter...right?"
The Duke of Tbilisi nodded: "Yes! We discussed it secretly for several days, and finally decided to take action!"
"So you didn't take action, and I didn't take action either. Could it be that Sirkoff poisoned His Majesty Peter?"
"It wasn't him. When His Majesty Peter died, he secretly asked me who did it... I thought it was you."
Duke Yinvanovich almost cried out a mouthful of blood: "I thought it was you too!"
"Stop making trouble, okay? It's you! Why don't you admit it? We all bear the consequences anyway! No one can run away!"
"It's really not me! If I had done it, I would have admitted it long ago! Don't you understand me yet?!"
"....If it wasn't you or me, then who poisoned His Majesty Peter?"
"It's broken! It's broken!"
Duke Yinvanovich's body trembled, and he immediately held his head: "We were framed! Someone poisoned His Majesty Peter! The blame was thrown on us!
! "
"Ah?" The Duke of Tbilisi had not yet calmed down: "Besides us, who would poison His Majesty Peter? Could it be Paul I?"
"Do you think Paul I poisoned his biological father to death?"
"No... Oh, why are we bothering about this matter?" The Duke of Tbilisi was not interested in who poisoned Peter the Great: "Even if they don't do it, we will do it! Things have been like this It’s been a long time, there’s no need to think about it! Let’s think about what to do next!”
I don't want to take the blame for others...
Although he thought so in his heart, Duke Ivanovich still admitted that they had decided to poison Peter the Great at that time, and even if the murderer did not act, they would do it.
And no matter who the real culprit is, they must be the ones to take the blame.
Others would not believe it, especially to Katerina who hated them, that the aristocrats were the culprits who killed his father!
"What I regret most now is that I didn't poison Her Royal Highness Katerina to death!"
The Duke of Tbilisi raised the telescope again, holding a cigar in his mouth, and continued to observe the movements of Tver City: "If she had died, we would not be where we are today. Who knew a little girl could have such great abilities?" .....Huh?"
Reaching out and rubbing his eyes, the Duke of Tbilisi felt that his eyes were dizzy just now, as if he saw something flying from Tver City.
"What's wrong?"
Seeing that the Duke of Tbilisi looked wrong, Duke Yinvanovich picked up the telescope and happened to see a black shadow with two wings, like a gargoyle and a human body rising from the city of Tver, hanging high in the sky. From the sky, it flew quickly towards them.
There are many heavy spherical objects in the opponent's hands and back, which look very similar to cannonballs, and a bit like the explosives used by grenadiers...
"Damn it! Vampires! It's Vampires! They can fly!
! "
Duke Ivanovich threw away his telescope, rolled down the hillside in a hurry, blew the warning whistle, and rushed towards the camp while shouting: "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!
! "
