Wearing a luxurious dress, the fur lapels next to the neck pinched with gold edges, even the cuffs are embellished with a circle of fancy broken wave patterns, under a wide colored ribbon on the chest, a gorgeous badge designed by heraldic experts is embellished during the period A silver-haired Hughes wore such a luxurious service, stood in front of the mirror and looked after himself for a while, and then put on a top hat with satisfaction, and inserted a colored long feather behind the brim, the only fly in the ointment was that this long feather could not get the real phoenix feather.
The real phoenix feather is something that cannot be found, and legend has it that it can only be found in the house of the city lord of the holy city of Babylon, and only the ancient human emperor and nobleman have such a holy weapon.
Even the hat worn by the Byzantine emperor did not get real phoenix feathers, but flamingo feathers were used instead.
And Hughes here, obviously, it was a few peacock feathers that had been carefully groomed and dyed.
Standing in front of the mirror, Governor Hughes, or the future King Hughes, crossed his waist with one hand and his sword on the ground with the other, and put on a very proud posture.
Sitting in front of him were three court painters, with huge drawing boards and paints laid in front of them, who were nervously painting.
Such a portrait is said to be hung in the main hall of the future king's palace.
The leader of the rebels seemed to be in a good mood at the moment.
At least, the gloom of the news that the two highnesses had escaped from the Governor's Palace had cleared some time ago.
This is still the rebel company camp under the city of Osgilia, and the commander's tent naturally cannot be set up with a few leather tents like ordinary generals.
In fact, Hughes's Tent was a makeshift mobile palace, where Armenian craftsmen used materials from more than sixty specially designed carriages and a variety of pre-designed timbers to improvise a miniature palace-like structure, two stories high, with a lookout on top.
This makeshift mobile palace could be crammed in, and hundreds of people were still wealthy.
Although the siege of the city was still in a state of anxiety, Hughes did not seem too anxious in these days, at least not so anxious.
El Salvador also put on the posture of the speaker of the red round table, went to the barracks of the rebel army every day, talked to the leader or commander of each rebel army, made all kinds of transactions in private, and even heard that the two military districts in the south had also joined the rebel alliance, which was all due to El Salvador.
Hughes didn't seem to make any moves, he didn't deliberately try to win over the governor of any military district, nor did he make any conditions, but just "wasted time" in his gorgeous palace every day.
Although he had not yet been able to conquer Osgilia, Hughes had already begun to design the new palace architectural blueprints, began to discuss with a group of artists the various decorations of the future new royal palace, and even hired a group of scholars to design a new genealogical badge totem for his future royal family.
I heard that even a whole new set of royal etiquette has been designed.
Our multi-talented "aristocratic governor" even designed a whole new set of court dances himself. has done so many ridiculous things, but Hughes seems to lack a sense of responsibility for military affairs.
Even the army that has been the main offensive in these days has been replaced by rebels of the pro-Salvadoran faction.
The rebels of the entire Armenian Military District have retreated to the rear of the rebel company camp.
At this time, the entire body of the Armenian Military District was somewhat dissatisfied with the Governor-General's sudden and unscrupulous behavior.
Some people even made some bad comments: Do you think that the big thing is decided, you know, we have not yet been able to set foot in the palace of Osgilia Even if victory is firmly in hand, it seems that it is only a matter of time now.
But for the sake of his future position in the rebel alliance, you can't be so uplifted But these days, all the subordinates who are loyal to the word have been blocked by Hughes.
Seeing that the Doge was just wrapped up in heraldic experts, etiquette experts, and even court dancers and tailor painters every day, the people below did not know whether to cry or laugh.
The only positive response Hughes had to his subordinates' concerns was one sentence.
"What's the hurry, the time has not yet come" That night, while Hughes was posturing for the three painters to try to record their images on the canvas, the rapid drums of war outside the palace gradually subsided.
Hughes yawned, looked at the hourglass in the room, and muttered, "The besieging army has retreated again, this time whose army is Old Rosac in the northwest, or Dinard, the pug of El Salvador."
Hmph" His face was smeared with thick powder, and he looked unusually pale, which was considered to be the most standard and noble aristocratic complexion, and there was even a little black mole on the corner of his mouth, a curved wig on his head, and even thick eyeliner was painted on his eyes.
He listened to the drums of war that were gradually subsiding down for a while, and the faint sigh of disappointment that came from the wind, and the thousands of besieging soldiers retreated, "Perhaps, this is the end of tonight, and it is almost dawn."
Hughes muttered, "Those guys in the city can really take it."
Hmph, with the support of the damned Lantis, they are not afraid of starvation, God forbid, let there be a big storm on the sea. ” Hughes looked at the painter who was already tired, and he finally relaxed: "Okay, gentlemen, let's stop here tonight, I still have to discuss the color of the dress with those lovely scholars." ” The painters quickly put away their drawing boards, bent down and retreated, anyway, it was always a long project to make portraits of big people.
Hughes walked away from the mirror, and was about to take off the big gorgeous hat on his head, when suddenly, from the window, a dull and solemn voice came from a distance.
The sound was like nothing, but when a wisp of sound fell into Hughes's ears, Hughes's face suddenly twisted violently, and then he suddenly jumped up, threw the hat in his hand to the ground, threw down the window like crazy, pushed it open, and looked far away in the direction of Osgilia.
Under the cover of night, the army that had just besieged the city had just retreated, and above the wilderness, it was like a swarm of black and oppressive ants retreating towards the rebel company camp.
In the distance, the city defense of Osgilia is still like a cold mountain in the dark night, the majestic triumphal arch is still standing, countless flags are waving, and the night is more and more solemn and full of murderous atmosphere.
However, none of this is the most important thing Hughes lay on the ledge, staring in the direction of the silent wall, waiting in the hope that the voice he had just heard was not an illusion.
Finally, it was as if Heaven heard Hughes's prayer.
The dull, even with an indescribable oppression and solemnity, came again this time, a little louder than before, as if the bell was ringing at the same time from a different place in the city of Osgilia.
The bells in all directions, under the convergence of the evening breeze, twisted together, and then drifted into the distance in the night.
The sound of the bell is thick and solemn, so solemn that it makes people breathless.
Hughes was lying on the windowsill, his fingers trembling, his face stiff and his ears sideways.
"One hit, two hits, thirteen hits" Although he tried his best to stay calm, the muscles in the corners of his eyes were beating rapidly.
Finally, when the bell finally ended, Hughes sat down from the windowsill and sat down on the ground, as if all his strength had been drained in an instant.
"Twenty-eight times is not much, one time is not less, one time is not less, twenty-eight times" Hughes's heart pounded: "Dead dead Emperor Kantos is dead This is the death knell of royal etiquette Twenty-eight times, no more and no less Only when the emperor dies can I have studied court etiquette all my life, and I will never be mistaken" At this time, a few close guards outside the door heard the movement inside and ran in, and when they saw the Governor sitting on the ground, they hurriedly came up to help.
Hughes shook off the others, and suddenly jumped up with an unexpectedly agile attitude, and he grabbed one of the guards: "Do you hear clearly, is it a bell, is it a bell?"
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The guard was dumbfounded, shook his head, and stammered, "Yes, yes, my lord."
Hughes had already let go of him and grabbed the other person: "Isn't it twenty-eight, isn't it twenty-eight" This time, without waiting for his subordinates to answer, Hughes had already let go of him again, and then the noble governor looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.
"Hahahahaha The expression on his face was distorted with a smile, but it looked extremely hideous, Huo Ran pushed away the guards beside him, his eyes became blood-red, and he shouted: "Order all flag regiment-level officers to immediately discuss the military to go quickly."
Some of the guards were stunned for a moment, seeing that the governor was so out of shape, and some guys who were very favored by the adults in the ordinary world said to themselves: "My lord, it's already so late at the moment, many generals have already slept, and there is nothing to do at night, so it's better to wait until tomorrow morning."
Before the man finished speaking, Hughes had already slapped him with red eyes, and with a crisp snap, he threw the speaker directly to the ground, Hughes had already gritted his teeth, and his face was full of murderous anger: "I don't care what method you use when you put the hourglass, even if it is into the bed, you will drag it out for me to give an order, the sand and gravel are leaking, if you don't pay the account, you will pick up this body and get out of my camp to fend for yourself."
Seeing that the Governor was so excited, such an evil fire, everyone noticed it, and who dared to talk nonsense at this moment, they all rushed out, and even the one who covered his mouth on the ground staggered out with everyone.
This chaos immediately made the Armenian rebels' barracks jump.
In my heart, the Armenian rebels are well-armed and well-trained, and they can be considered a strong army.
But the problem is that Hughes, the boss, put on a slack posture and did not want to make progress, so that the people below also relaxed.
Anyway, my army doesn't have to go up to attack the city, so it's better for everyone to hide behind and be happy, and keep the daily outings, and the rest will fuck.
Even the officers were buried in the bed early at night to nourish their spirits.
It's your Hughes who fights down this day, and you're not in a hurry to be the boss, we're still in a hurry At night, Hughes suddenly gave such an urgent order, and suddenly the camp was in chaos, many officers had already slept, some had drunk some wine, and when they were drunk and dragged out of the bed, there was some small friction with some guards, but after the rapid drum sound, these generals were really anxious, looking for armor, clothes, boots, horses, and a mess.
Fortunately, the original quality is still there, and after a mess, before Hughes's palace hourglass is finished, everyone is finally gathered.
The Armenian army, at the moment, has reached nearly 60,000 troops in the rebel camp, which is considered the strongest one.
The high-ranking officers gathered in Hughes's palace were all at the regimental level, and there were also twenty or thirty people who left.
In the conference hall, Hughes had already changed into a military uniform, put on all the armor, hung a long sword on his waist, and polished his military boots.
"You must all think that I have been mediocre lately, and many people have said behind my back that I have lost my enterprising spirit and that I am doing things absurdly."
When Hughes's first sentence was thrown out, his tone was hard, and suddenly the faces of many generals changed, but then Hughes laughed three times and shouted: "Now I can tell you, I haven't changed, I'm not old, I'm not stupid, and I haven't been unenterprising.
Only when this time comes, can we seize this fleeting opportunity" Looking at the generals who were still looking at each other, Hughes sneered: "His Majesty Kantos, the Byzantine Emperor, is dead" rumble This sentence was like an earth-shattering shock, and immediately shocked everyone to change color, and no matter how patient they were, there was still a small noise in the chamber.
The Byzantine Emperor, the dead Kantos, the Lance Great, is really dead Although everyone is doing something openly rebellious, after all, they have lived under the banner of Byzantium for most of their lives, and as a "Byzantine", the awe of the emperor has been deeply rooted in their bones.
Although it was a rebellion, it really brought a lot of shock to everyone when he heard the news that the emperor had died.
"Be quiet," Hughes glared, and the people below straightened up, and the quick-witted ones had already begun to stare at their leader, putting on a posture of eagerness "I just learned about this news, but pity the leaders of the other friendly forces, they may not be able to react until dawn, this is our chance."
Some generals immediately shouted excitedly: "Your Majesty, the Byzantine Emperor is dead, is Your Majesty going to take us to take the opportunity to attack the city and take Osgilia directly?"
This question immediately attracted the echo of many people, and for a while, everyone was gearing up and elated.
"Yes, the emperor died, and the city must be in chaos" "Let's take the opportunity to attack the city, those guys from the other battalions haven't reacted yet, this Osgilia has already belonged to us" "Into Osgiria" Looking at the eagerness of these generals below, Hughes nodded in his heart, it seems that although these subordinates have relaxed a little, they are still seeking battle.
He waved his hand, stood on it, and his eyes swept over the audience: "Who said we were going to Oskiria" Generals: "" Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and they all wonder.
The enemy's emperor died suddenly, thinking that it was a good opportunity for internal chaos, at this time, take the opportunity to raid the city defense, there is a great chance to conquer it in one fell swoop" Adric is a famous general of the empire, an iron-fisted army, even if the emperor died, but the city defense is in his hands, even if it is a surprise attack, the opportunity may not be great.
Hughes frowned: "Besides, the city defense of Osgilia" Thinking of the city defense of this "city of miracles", the "first heroic city on the mainland", the city wall dozens of meters high, the dense arrow tower, and the dense ballistae on the city defense, the hair of many generals is also a little numb.
The defense of Osgilia is indeed terrifying.
It took hundreds of thousands of rebels to gather two months, and they didn't achieve much effective results.
"Let's go northwest."
Hughes grimaced and sneered. northwest The generals were stunned for a moment, and then some smart people immediately showed a sudden expression of realization.
Isn't it the Rhodrian cavalry in the northwest, northwest, northwest?
"Emperor Kantos is gone, then the only heir to the throne of the empire is that Garcia, the crown prince Garcia is in the Rhodria cavalry army, I will take you to raid me overnight, 60,000 tigers, and take the Rhodria cavalry garrison to sneak attack at night, the other party will never think that we will come so suddenly, and the emperor will die, they must also receive the news, plus the advantage of troops, as long as they can defeat the Rhodria cavalry in one go" Hughes's hand waved in the air, clenched his fists, and shouted: "I don't want Garcia to live to see people die, to see the corpse The old emperor is dead, if you can solve the crown prince Huh, even if the city of Osgilia is 100 meters high, even if Adrick in the city is the Duke of Tulip resurrected, this situation will no longer be able to overturn the defeat of the Rhodria cavalry, kill Garcia Oscuria, and surrender without a fight" To be continued 〗Hanyu Pinyin "" is simple and easy to remember: