Four Hundred and Eleven Castles

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A team of about 60 people trekked through the sparsely vegetated Harar Mountains. Although the route was winding, the goal was straight to Milani Castle on the cliff.

This is Karen's team, a fully armed, and perhaps the most powerful land combat team in the Drake Chamber of Commerce.

The whole team consists of 20 Vikings from Scandinavia who are brave and decisive, and 30 Miskitos who are good at fighting and obedience from West India. Leif and Kayo are their leaders.

Each was issued a Maritime Commuter Lance, and an armed belt with three Dublins loaded and muzzle up.

Melee weapons are based on personal characteristics. Vikings are mostly long swords, battle axes, hammers and shackles. Miskito prefers long-handled spears, forks and short-handled hatchets.

A variety of weapons are the characteristics of Drake's elite stormtroopers, because they are not as disciplined as sailors, and it is difficult to take advantage of the line, but they are good at forming small-scale battle formations based on narrow and complicated decks, complementing each other in offense and defense, and fighting together. enemy.

Only those whose personal strength surpasses that of a whole team have the privilege of fighting alone, specifically Leif from Sword and Shield, Kayo from Spear and Axe, and Lorraine, Haina, Wang Ye and Xiao who did not participate in this assault. Three sisters.

Noah and Pierce are special cases. One of them is a naturally lonely hunter, and the other is a mid-range shooter who needs space. Although they do not have the privilege of fighting alone, the fighters assigned to them only perform pure protection and try not to interfere with them. rhythm.

In addition to these soldiers, there were three new translators and Valkyrie's deputy gunner Kerry, who had been closely following the three of Karen, and the five robed men were surrounded by the soldiers.

The five people stood in a cross shape, equipped with weapons similar to those of the soldiers. Even though they were heavily guarded, they still covered their heads with large smocks.

The team has been exercising in the mountains for nearly an hour. The mountain road is winding and rugged. The straight-line distance from the ridge of the position to Milani Castle is only 2.2 kilometers. After walking for such a long time, the castle is still hanging in the distance.

Karen couldn't help but suspect that Hasadi was deliberately taking a detour.

He ordered the procession to stop and walked to the middle of the robed at the edge of a bush.

"Colonel, how long will it take us to reach Castle Bluff?"

"The door is right in front, and it won't take more than an hour." Hasadi's voice came from under his robe, "Halal is the precious tool used by Allah to sharpen the scimitar.

The red stone is soaked with the blood of paganism, and every valley is the scar of a sharp knife peak. Allah protects the tombs of the saints with it. If we want to conquer with our feet, we can only spend a lot of time. "

"But there is always a time to be conquered." Karen spat on the red stone under his feet, "There is always a time to be conquered."

The team set off again, silently looking for a path in the rough, and kept climbing up. After a while, they finally came to the "gate".

The door is the gateway to Milani Castle, where two rocky mountains are squeezed, leaving only a narrow path for two people running side by side.

The path is flanked by cliffs, through which you enter a wide and steep ramp, at the tip of which is the castle, overlooking the vast bay of Muscat.

Karen wiped off his sweat: "This is... the door?"

He tried desperately to deal with it.

The topography of the door was not in their earlier consideration, and it could not be seen from the ridge of the artillery array.

According to the original backup plan, in the event of a change, the three light cannons would bombard the castle, city walls, and ramps respectively, disrupting the formation of the garrison and creating opportunities for the task force that penetrated into the enemy's line to break through.

But with the door, as long as the garrison locks this natural barrier, the task force has almost no possibility of escape, at most...a few people...

Karen's face became cloudy and uncertain: "Live, the Vikings will follow us in, and Kayo and Miskitoban will guard the door, just in case..."

Click!

The noise of a brittle tree branch being trampled off came from above his head. Karen was startled and raised his head suddenly.

At some point, densely packed soldiers appeared on the rocks on both sides of the door. There were at least two or three hundred soldiers, distributed over a span of more than one hundred meters. Everyone raised their guns and their faces were dignified.

A warrior in a white turban shouted from the front: "Dirty heretics, whatever secrets you have come to Milani, the gates will be your tombs! Now, while you For the rest of my pitiful life, kneel down and repent!"

The sailors raised their guns in a panic.

With a height difference of 30 to 50 meters, and the number of people was only a quarter or less of the opponent, they fell into a trap, and there was almost no possibility of survival.

Karen's eyeballs turned red.

"Restraint!" He strode out of the team, Leif quickly took off his shield, and stopped in front of him regardless.

The soldiers on the mountain were in a commotion. Someone accidentally pulled the trigger, a gunshot fired, and the bullet shattered at Karen's feet.

"restraint!"

Karen suppressed the sailors who wanted to fight back, and viciously scanned the crowd, but finally did not stop on anyone. He turned his head and looked directly at the white turban.

"We have no will to fight!" he shouted. "Let me meet your commander. I have been ordered to bring peace to him!"

"Peace?" The white turban laughed. "Peace brought by the invaders?"

"You don't know much about this war, sir! At least the long history of Europa has let every white person know that the decision-making power is handed over to the nobles, and the outcome is always better than a hot-headed impulse."

As soon as he finished speaking, Karen regretted it.

In desperation, he blurted out the self-esteem of white people, so that words can become a bridge of communication in the white world, but once there is a deviation in skin color, it is tantamount to a declaration of war.

The white turban was already furious.

He gritted his teeth and raised his arms high: "Allah has given us intuition, you bastards, you will never know the feelings of the gods, and because of the care of the great existence, we will never make mistakes!"

"Soldiers of Allah, let these filthy maggots become the new redstone of Harald! Get ready..."

"Kasim, stop." Colonel Hasadi took off his hood, showing his face unreservedly in the sun, "Take me to see my brother, the white people don't want to fight the great Hasadi family."

"Ba... Bashar... my lord?"

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"The fort is 26.5 meters above sea level, with four gun doors and six gun positions on the top; the tower is 24.5 meters above sea level, with four gun positions on the top; the city wall is 15 meters above sea level, with two layers of cannons, eight on each side... This is... a castle with 30 guns. Kerry counted with his fingers, "This group of Arab lunatics... If the Jalali Castle on the opposite side has the same configuration, the firepower of these two castles alone far exceeds that of the port fortress."

"And a capital of 9,000 people actually deployed more than 100 heavy artillery pieces on the coastline... Do they really believe that their capital will be invaded?"

"Actually they were invaded, just like the Miskitos." Kaa walked past in a low voice.

"Too."

Karen's contingent was brought to the castle, and it was brought all the way into the castle, staying in the middle of the towering city wall under the surveillance of two hundred soldiers.

The castle was first built in the 16th century.

At that time, Portugal conquered the Omanis, and General Mercado Karaka, who was the admiral of the Muscat garrison fleet at the time, personally built the entire coastal defense system of Muscat, including the coastal defense fort on Matola Port, and The Milani and Jalali castles built on the east and west rocks of the bay.

When it was first built, Milani Castle had only a simple wall and sixteen heavy artillery ports on the wall. In 1650, the Omanis recaptured Muscat and established the Muscat Sultanate. It took a long time of more than a hundred years. Over the years, garrison towers, oval gun towers and other supporting fortifications have been successively established, finally forming the current scale of 30 coastal defenses.

The present Milani Castle is fortified by two towers connected by a long wall with built-in notches for firing cannons.

The castle also has barricades, cannons and reservoirs for storing rainwater.

They also dug a deep and huge city defense ditch on the steep slope leading to and from the land. Except for the suspension bridge near the tower and the descending stairs connecting the pier, the entire castle is isolated from the world, and its almost independent state makes it extremely difficult to attack from the outside.

But attackers can't really bypass them.

For example, Lorraine, even if he took Valkyrie's heavy losses to capture the coastal fort, the main city of Muscat is also within the range of the castles on both wings, and the landing troops can only attack the palace with fierce artillery fire.

Such tough battles may have been the norm in war in the eyes of Asian armies in the mid-20th century, but in Europe in the 18th century, even France and Prussia, which were famous for their armies, could not order their soldiers to charge the target under such conditions.

The only way to capture Muscat is to capture the castle of Milani. Before leaving, Lorraine told Karen that, so Karen risked his life to bring Drake's loyal warriors into this dead place. Waiting at gunpoint, waiting silently.

A full half hour has passed...

Keren, who was highly nervous, finally heard the sound of the tower door opening. Colonel Hassadi and a burly middle-aged man who was eight times like him came out hand in hand. Surrounded by heavy soldiers, they separated Drake's sailors. Go straight to Karen.

"Pagan, are you the messenger of your admiral?"

Karen straightened his mind: "I am not a messenger, Your Excellency General, I am a plenipotentiary representative. Everything I promise here is equivalent to the promise of the Drake General Chamber of Commerce."

"Very good." The general's accent was strangely jerky, and he was obviously not proficient in French. "Bashar, my brother said that you destroyed the mighty Bargara fleet."

"This is not accurate. Your 68-door Tianci Sultan is still berthing in the port, berthing alone."

"The God-given Sultan is just a big useless toy!" The general waved his hands carelessly, "Then you are going to capture the Aram Palace, right?"

"It depends on the general's decision." Karen knew that this sentence was the most critical question and answer, and the success or failure of this trip depended on one action. "The admiral's original words are that the general chooses to protect the family, and we will send troops to the palace; the general chooses to protect the sultan. We're going home right away."

General Hasadi narrowed his eyes, and the sharp light came out from the slits of his eyes, with scrutiny, as if he wanted to see through Karen.

"Heretic, you are lying!"

"We have different beliefs, but no matter how different beliefs are, the Lord will not allow the evil of lies."

Those lights became sharper and gathered together, gouging out Karen's eyes.

"I shall be the Sultan of Batinah?"

"This is contrary to our promise." Karen's answer was full of air, "We have no intention of splitting your country's rule. The Muscat Sultanate will only have one sultan, and this sultan will still sit in the luxurious palace after the war. In the palace of Aram."

"The Batinai region will welcome a governor, a powerful and wealthy noble family. You will have your own armed forces, you can make your own laws, have your own friends and enemies, and enjoy the taxes and other benefits of the Batinai region. Everything. But this family will not become a sultan, and the sultan is the authority of the maharajah, and the Drake Chamber of Commerce is unwilling and does not want to be contaminated."

"Then I shall be Governor of Batinai?"

"This is also contrary to our promise." Karen still did not evade, "The candidate for the governor we promised is your brother, Mr. Colonel Hasadi, he can entrust, share or authorize the rights to you, but We will not make any decisions for him."

"Cunning white man..." General Hasadi leaned forward, raised his head, and smiled ferociously at the tall and burly Karen.

Karen didn't take a step back.

The two stood in a stalemate for a full minute, the general suddenly stood up straight and turned around abruptly: "Soldiers! It's the other way around!"

"oh!"

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