Chapter 300 6.48 Duke Luke's Hesitation

"Damn it!"

"This is fucking weird! Where did these damn Viking bastards go?!"

"Oh, forgive my French"

When the sun was setting and dusk had arrived, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in a deep blue twilight, the Duke of Shilin County "Fabian Luke" stood on the spire of the "Rainy Heights" Cathedral, holding a jewel-studded telescope and looking across the stone bridge.

He clearly remembered that just half an hour ago, when the sun cast its last rays of afterglow on the ground, he saw a large black mass of Viking troops across the stone bridge.

Just as he turned his head and took a sip of tea, the sun set.

There was no one on the other side.

"Duke Luke, for the sake of safety, we should make a decisive decision to protect Shilin City and blow up the bridge!"

The speaker was Fabian's chief staff member, a polymath from the "Bavaria Region". The unique seriousness of the Germans made him always as precise as a law.

Duke Fabian pinched his two finely trimmed beards, knowing that he had to make a decision immediately.

The arch bridge connecting "Falling Rain Highlands" and "Mercia Stairs" was created by Celtic Druids using natural magic seven hundred years ago.

It is said that more than a hundred Druids lived in the Falling Rain Highlands and the Wall of Mercia respectively, raising their hands to pray to the gods every day, and it took three generations for this flat stone bridge to grow out of the rock.

It is easy to blow up this bridge.

He only needs to send a MOA knight to shoot a rocket from the air to ignite the explosives, and the stone bridge will be immediately blown to pieces by black gunpowder.

Cutting off the way into the city, the Vikings either entered and climbed down the stairs into the canyon, or could only enter Wessex by boat from the sea.

Entering the canyon, Duke Luke bought more explosives for them. Not to mention mortals, even a Behemoth beast would not survive if buried from a high altitude by hundreds of tons of rocks.

As for sailing, hehe, they can go wherever they want. As long as they get on the boat, they will no longer be their trouble.

Located in the rear of Wessex, Shilin County will no longer be affected by this war.

Duke Luke has been slow to make a decision because this stone bridge is also the lifeline of Shilin County that cannot be lost!

According to the logic of mortals building cities, it takes 10 times more manpower to build a city on a stone pillar 500 meters above the ground. The reason why Ecbert spent a huge amount of money to complete this difficult task is to allow the camel caravan to enter the Mercia Plateau by land, saving the camel caravan the huge trouble of loading, transporting and unloading goods.

If all goods shipped to the inland of the archipelago need to occupy port resources. He must build at least 10 docks.

These are 10 brand new cities

There is no arable land, no animal husbandry, and no handicrafts in Shilin County. Even so, nearly 100,000 people in the county still live a well-fed and well-clothed life, and they rely on this stone bridge taken from the Celts!

If this stone bridge is destroyed, the Celtic Druids, who are on the verge of extinction, will not be able to "build" a new bridge.

By that time, Shilin County will become a barren wasteland.

All residents will be forced to move out to find new ways to make a living.

And he, the "Duke", will immediately become an ordinary citizen.

Duke Luke, who is used to a life of luxury, can't imagine driving a carriage, loading and unloading goods in the wind, sand, rain and snow, and arguing with others for a few copper pennies like ordinary people.

Let's not talk about whether the camel caravan life can support his seven wives. Even if it can, Lord Luke, who is used to being a duke, can't bear this hardship.

As long as there is a glimmer of hope, he will never order the destruction of this bridge that supports the livelihoods of all residents of Shilin County.

(Is it possible that the Vikings saw the explosives tied to the bridge and were scared away?)

(Yes, that is probably the truth!)

(Just imagine, if it were me, I would not have known that a large amount of explosives were tied to a bridge, and I would still go up there!)

People always want to see the result that they want to see most in their subconscious mind, so once the idea of ​​"the Vikings were scared away" appears, it will never go away.

(Why not just not blow it up!)

(Blow up the bridge?)

(Am I a fool?)

(This bridge can bring me at least 100,000 pounds a year!)

(I would only blow up the bridge if I were crazy!)

While talking to himself, Duke Luke slowly lowered the flag in his hand. At dusk, the church school at the bottom of the spire began to ring the bell for the end of school, and groups of English children holding hands walked out of the church gate hand in hand.

Walk to your parents waiting not far away, and then return to the high platform where they live through the stone bridge connecting the stalagmites.

(But)

(What if the Vikings hid their bodies in some special way?)

Duke Luke knew that just a few days ago, a troop of nearly 10,000 had just passed through the stone bridge and entered the Mercian Plateau!

However, the Vikings appeared on the other side of the bridge, which meant that the Wessex defense army had been killed.

At this time, the Stone Forest County had only a total of 2,000 "militia groups" if the Viking demons crossed the stone bridge. No one would be alive to see the sun tomorrow.

Including himself!

On the one hand, there was the greed that was like a venomous snake entwined in his heart.

On the other hand, it is his duty as a lord to be loyal to the king.

"Should we blow up the stone bridge?" Such a simple question is like a dull file, severely torturing Duke Luke's soul.

The staff who usually give him advice and provide ideas for city management looked at each other and fell silent.

Even the Bavarian scholar who has always been upright bowed his head.

To survive in a civilized society, smart people must know how to judge the situation. In this situation, no matter what advice is given, once there is a mistake, what awaits you will be a catastrophe.

Under the spire, the bustling teenagers were picked up by their parents, and smoke rose from every household on the rainy highlands. No matter how fierce the war is, civilians still have to provide food for their hungry children and hard-working families.

As for the top of the spire

5 minutes

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Duke Luke and his staff were like frozen statues, hesitating to make any decision until a blazing red light exploded on the Rainy Highlands!

Groups of fully armed Viking pirates walked out of the light gate.

Duke Luke saw the tall figure with the blood axe on his shoulder, but it was too late. The charging giant smashed the door of the Holy Cathedral like a cannonball, and under the violent slashing of the berserkers

The highlands instantly became a river of blood.