I Am Louis XIV

Chapter 283 War in the Other World

Varro Vesalius walked over with mixed emotions. He once thought that he would never be able to enter the Cornerstone Wall again, but it turned out that he was wrong. Today he even holds the "key" that only seven family patriarchs can possess - Ordinary The keys that the wizards use to enter and exit are all replicas of it, and behind him is a terrifying army - which is ridiculous, although the big families on Gajola Island implement a loose parliament and elders system, but from Man Starting from Qini, every big family hopes to have an army of its own, but it has never been successful because of internal strife and external pressure.

Unexpectedly, Gajola Island's first army would appear under such circumstances.

Although the title of Duke of Colonna comes from the outside world, almost all wizards with noble titles are like this, because wizards have never had their own country - and the parents of those big families probably did not expect that Louis XIV would hire young people generously. The actions of wizards are actually evading the power in their hands - of course, even if someone told them so, they would not believe it, or they would still hesitate in the face of interests. After all, those wizards who went to Calais and Paris , they can only get a small part of the commission, and the big families have to take two-thirds or more of it.

The sudden influx of assets has re-nourished the big families of Gajola Island like a flower that is about to wither. However, they probably did not expect that water can be the source of life or a flowing death knell. , in just over ten years, without people noticing, Gajola Island became a dead city. The young wizards no longer come back here, unwilling to continue to support those who once dominated their destiny. What they want The king would give them anything.

Gagne, Agnelli, Rocca or the heads of the Delon family may have decided to make a desperate move just because they realized this.

Before opening the cornerstone wall, Vesalius turned around and glanced at the army behind him, the young faces - the Duke of Colonna is fourteen years old, and many of the wizards surrounding him even grew up in Calais Yes, they have no good feelings towards those big families, nor are they afraid of them, but they are eager to try - Louis XIV's military rank system is also implemented in this special army. These people have not received the education of wizards, but accept it like mortals. Young people with traditional education will only regard those seemingly arrogant figures as chips that they can use to exchange for merit.

Alas, when Vesalius turned around, he was already smiling. When did he start saying... He was once so arrogant...

Vauban opened his eyes wide. As one of the few mortals in this army, he only saw the deserted island that could only be described as a rock. Suddenly, how should I say it, it was like there was invisible turpentine. Washing away the colors covering the painting, revealing the real work underneath, he saw a towering white stone wall emerging from the air, taller than any wall he had ever seen, almost blending in with the clouds. .

Then, every white cornerstone revealed faces that were filled with hatred, pain, sadness, or confusion. There were women, men, old people, and children. The only thing they had in common was probably their faces. Every inch of skin on his body was wrinkled layer by layer under the twist of muscles, as if he was about to face something unacceptable.

The foundation stones moved silently to the sides—as if someone were constantly pulling them away, exposing the jagged corridor. Every cornerstone was wailing loudly and unwillingly, and even Vesalius couldn't help but take a step back. As a wizard raised by the Mancini family, he certainly would not have the opportunity to hold the key that only parents can possess, so like this It was also the first time he saw the scene.

The Duke of Colonna raised his hand, and the few mortals in the wizard's army drank the potion under the supervision of the wizard. This bloody potion made the always brave and fearless Vauban involuntarily drink it. With a shudder, he saw Vesalius, the king's physician, retreating, not because the voice of the cornerstone's shout was too harsh, but because behind the cornerstone, there were countless resurrected corpses, those whose souls had been extracted. Mortals, they used to work tirelessly in wizards' manors and workshops, earning wages day and night, but now they have been released - the putrid smell reaches the wizards earlier than the horrific faces and bodies.

Vesalius immediately threw a handful of powder into the air, and several wizards behind him did the same. As the spell took effect, the vegetation on the ground surged, entangled the puppets that first rushed towards them - Vauban took out his handkerchief and held it down Nose, waving arms vigorously, with a slight buzzing sound, several ferocious bronze monster statues were pushed up - they were said to be statues, but in fact they were decorated waterwheels.

...Although Louis XIV has always been a practical man, people in this era have an extremely passionate pursuit of complex beauty. Just like the eldest princess would say ugly when she first saw a steam-armored battleship. Excessive carvings and decorations on wooden warships did cause a lot of inconvenience and even cumbersomeness, but if the king's craftsmen did not do that, even his soldiers would doubt whether the ship was strong and reliable.

These waterwheels are similar products. In fact, they were originally used to carry beer, but they were requisitioned by Vauban and the Duke of Colonna. After requisitioning, they remodeled them. Now they look like The giant dragons squatting on the cannon carts, each bronze dragon was as tall as two people, were quickly pushed towards the open cornerstone wall. Before the resurrected corpses inside could rush out, several wizards waved their fingers, The dragon's mouth spit out a bronze pipe that was three feet long. The mouth of the pipe was facing the gap. Duke Colonna tapped his fingers lightly, just like his father had done before leaving the other world. A flame burst from his fingertips. gush out.

The wizards waiting at the tail of the dragon were impatient. They almost acted together with the Duke of Colonna, and suddenly pulled down the heavy valve. Invisible to people, the mixture of oil, wax and calcium phosphide was suddenly pumped out. into the throat of the giant bronze dragon, and then they were pushed by a strong airflow and ejected from the narrow pipe until they were ejected to a place three hundred feet away - such a range is comparable to the "Greek fire" made by the ancient Romans. “It’s much farther and much more dangerous.

As soon as such fire fell on those puppets who knew no pain, it immediately burned as quickly as dry firewood. No, it should be said that it was easier than burning dry moss. The red color of the flame seemed to burn instantly. Occupying people's entire field of vision, the place they were in suddenly changed from late autumn to hot summer. Only a little smoke was produced - because the fire was too strong, the resurrected corpses who could no longer feel the pain did not howl like the living people. , fleeing or rolling, they stood there, arms stretched forward in vain, like a human-shaped torch or candle.

These "candles" even melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, instead of simply being scorched and curled. Vauban was a man who had been on the battlefield several times, but he still wanted to escape and vomit uncontrollably. His fingers even twisted the saber. The gold ornaments on it - he now understood why "Greek Fire" had been re-developed by scholars long ago, but Louis XIV was reluctant to apply it on the battlefield.

Although tests have been done, logs covered with cowhide are completely different from humans. These are not real living people... Vauban glanced at the Duke of Colonna next to him, and for the first time he felt that his king was too cruel. But the Duke of Colonna had been sitting calmly in the saddle without any loss of composure.

Vauban probably didn't know that in the inner world, human cruelty could be magnified to a very terrifying level. When only a few places in the outer world still maintained the serfdom system, the inner world still drove the mortal slaves plundered from the outer world. And these mortal slaves have even been deprived of their own souls. Their bodies may only have to suffer for a few years, but their souls will have to suffer for decades or even hundreds of years before they can be freed.

Wizards are not so cruel to mortals - look at these cornerstones. Although every wizard is taught that only noble and tenacious wizard souls can become cornerstones, Duke Colonna thought that the "chosen" wizards would probably not Think so. Every time they walked through the corridor, he could feel that he was being stared at closely by a group of jackals in the darkness. They didn't care whether they were wizards or mortals. They could keep you among them forever. It is the most wonderful thing for your soul and body to become their food.

The wizards repeatedly cast spells to finally dispel the smoke and smell produced by the burning of these resurrected corpses, which numbered at least a thousand. They were only used to delay time and could not cause any serious damage - of course, it seems now. It didn't take long. When Duke Colonna's army rode into the cornerstone wall of Gajola Island, the soil under their feet was hot.

The darkness in the corridor did not last as long as when Louis first entered the other world, and those terrible shouts and cries seemed to have never happened before. Vesalius sighed at the former head of the seven families, Gayo Pulling the island's princes with all their power, they chased after him on horseback.

As soon as they entered the other world, there was no need to cover up. The wizards waved their magic wands, and the horses under them returned to the appearance of nightmares, Pegasus, owls, or brooms, and suddenly rushed into the air, even Wo Bon's mount was no exception. He was frightened and his blood boiled with excitement. He watched the ground quickly leave him. The white walls and black ashes were left behind in a blink of an eye. The wind roared around him. Vauban felt, He would never forget this moment and everything he felt as a mortal.

I fell down and got injured when I went home the night before yesterday, so I haven't been able to update in the past two days. I'm sorry, but I will update twice in the next few days. Thank you for your support.

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