European Emperor Cultivation System

Chapter 135 Iron Fist Diplomacy
The letter itself was no different from any other official document. Apart from being engraved with Caen's exclusive stamp, there was no sign of any woman's kiss remaining on it.

Before opening the package and flipping through it, Li Peijun became very interested in the inscription and signature. He is no stranger to Caen, the capital of the Lower Normandy region, which can be regarded as an ancient city with a long history.

The starting point of William the Conqueror's expedition to England was the Castle of Dural in Caen, but there is no such castle there yet, but compared to the remote location of Hafleur, Caen is considered a quasi-first-class city in the Principality of Normandy.

Li Peijun can guess the purpose of this letter to a certain extent, especially when his eyes are fixed on the map of the Principality area, he can understand it clearly without explaining it.

"It seems that I have provoked a guy who is not easy to provoke." Li Peijun gestured on the map with his hands. The distance from the Touk River to Caen is less than [-] kilometers, which is closer than Hafleur. A little bit, my annexation plan this time is estimated to be a tiger's mouth from someone else's territory.

Some of the nobles on the east bank of the Tuc River should be vassals of the Earl of Caen. Under the protection of this guy, he has annexed all the land here in one go, and the other party will definitely not give up.

Recalling the developments in the past two days, the time when the other party sent this news should be after Tidle and the others robbed. After all, I am not a good person. Wherever I go, the local aristocrats are taken back as prisoners. Imprisoned on the ground.

Li Peijun calculated again, and estimated the next plan based on the opponent's reaction time. At this time, they probably only knew that the fiefdoms within their jurisdiction had been attacked, and had no idea that all the fiefdoms had fallen into their hands. This way they could operate The space is larger.

How to use the asymmetry of information to make a time difference has become the first thing Li Peijun needs to consider.

After careful consideration, Li Peijun opened the envelope.

The other party still respectfully used honorifics. Without knowing the name, he just prefixed it with the name of the fief, vaguely becoming Viscount Harfleur.

Dear Viscount Harfleur:
I am very sorry to hear about your attack on the banks of the Touk River. This area has been protected by Caen since ancient times. The friendly and subordinate relationship with Caen has lasted for a century. The subordinate vassals are all peace-loving. Man, Your Excellency's barbaric behavior is really heartbreaking.

I hope that His Majesty the Viscount can weigh the pros and cons, come to Caen to explain the reasons in person, clear up everyone’s misunderstandings, and compensate for the losses caused.

If it turns a deaf ear, Caen will resort to force and use iron hooves to come to the city of Harfleur to ask for an explanation.

Turok, Count of Caen

"It's really interesting. The literary talents of this writing can be used for diplomacy. Since ancient times, how can there be a city wall in Hafleur, hahaha, are a few wooden fences also called city walls?" Li Peijun dismissed this and had already eaten There is no reason to spit it out.

The soldiers and horses on hand, the number that can be assembled in the past few days alone is already 800 soldiers and horses, but it is a pity that the horses can only gather [-] horses, and the imperial horses cannot be trained in a few days. After they came out, Li Peijun couldn't point out that this group of recruits could control them calmly.

There are three roads before Li Peijun, the first is to seek peace and admit defeat, but this person will definitely not go to Caen in person. Going to the enemy's stronghold in the Middle Ages is tantamount to a sheep entering the tiger's mouth, and can only send a representative Passant is the best candidate for sending them away, so the fiefs handed down will definitely not be chewed away, and they will all be vomited out.

The second way is to keep delaying contact, admitting the mistake and apologizing on the surface, but actually keeping control of the fiefdom, and asking the Duke to intervene in mediation. After all, this kind of thing happened often in the Middle Ages.

The third is to directly tear your face apart and fight. According to the old rules, the two sides will arrange a time and place to pull the troops together for a fight. This is very risky. If you are not careful, you will be beaten back to the pre-liberation, but the corresponding The returns are also substantial.

"I'm really confused. I want to fight, but unfortunately I can't figure out the opponent's strength. I also have deep doubts about the combat effectiveness of my own soldiers."

Li Peijun was tangled there alone, and said that generally the earl can mobilize about a thousand soldiers, but Caen is relatively rich, and it is one of the several important cities in the principality. There are also hundreds more family soldiers to support.

The most important thing is that the combat effectiveness of the men and horses under their hands can hardly be self-sufficient in a short period of time. Unlike the previous sneak attack on Honfleur, they can rely on the system to make surprise moves. To completely defeat the big nobles, they still need to rely on head-to-head confrontation on the battlefield.

"Huh? Socia, you're here." After recovering from hesitation, Socia had already quietly stood behind her and looked at the official document.

"This is not an ordinary official document, it is very difficult." Li Peijun couldn't think of a solution for a while, so he simply asked Socia to help take a look.

After browsing through it briefly, Socia said lightly: "Isn't this just an ordinary diplomatic rhetoric? There's nothing special about it. Do you want reconciliation or force."

Li Peijun confessed his thoughts, and Socia grinned and said, "You really don't have such a big fist, but you want to occupy such a large territory."

Li Peijun gave her a blank look, "So what? Have you thought of any way to deal with it properly?"

"If you can understand the surrounding environment clearly, you still have the power to fight, as long as you bring them into the trap we designed."

"Oh? How can we let them obediently fall into our trap." Interested in this talk, Li Peijun continued to listen attentively to Socia's narration.

"Use the resources in your hands to send a distress letter in the name of Caen's vassals, ask the Earl of Caen to lead troops to support, and at the same time issue a letter of war to anger him. If you do both, he will naturally arrive. Where we want him to go."

"This area is basically a plain area. Fortunately, there are also a lot of swamps. If you can find one of the fiefdoms with a wide swamp nearby, you can effectively limit the mobility of the cavalry. Don't worry about being torn apart by the opponent's cavalry."

Li Peijun, who is a declaration of war, naturally knows how to write, and the words of ridicule and provocation are not too simple in the eyes of the keyboard man.

"Socia, you are truly a prodigy in domestic affairs." Unexpectedly, this weak and arrogant woman would be so resourceful, and it seemed that conquering Britain would not be a problem at that time.

The declaration of war does not need to be long and cumbersome, as long as it is clear what should be said, it can be done in three or two lines. In order to exaggerate and strengthen its effect, Li Peijun specially gave it a buff of iron-fisted diplomacy.

This diplomatic skill is a lord skill that obviously has a double-edged sword effect. When one's overall strength is superior, one can ask for more additional resources that do not match the strength. Of course, if one's own side is at a disadvantage , is tantamount to setting oneself on fire.

Li Peijun just wanted this guy to be furious, and then slowly fall into his trap.

"Okay, after I have inspected the surrounding situation and selected the location, I will send this letter to the Count of Caen." After the darkness came to light, Li Peijun proudly prepared to get up and start work.

"Wait." When she turned to leave, she was stopped by Socia.

"I'm hungry..." Socia puffed her cheeks and pleaded.

(End of this chapter)