I Will Be The Crowned King

It turns out that honest people also have tempers - and if you have to, it is best not to push a good tempered person to the limit, otherwise you may not be able to accept the huge contrast.

After repeatedly confirming that the surrounding area was cleared and safe, Louis dragged Anson into the tent in front of everyone, and blocked everyone except Lieutenant Colonel Norton Crossell.

Seeing that the other party was so "fierce", Lisa, who was worried that Anson was being bullied, was about to follow, but was stopped by Talia raising her hand; the three girls with different expressions looked at each other and stood outside the tent without saying a word.

In the dead silent tent, facing Louis, who exuded a murderous aura all over his body, he sat down in front of the chair pointed by the other party, daring not to make a sound.

"Tell me, what are you thinking about?"

The black-faced young knight gritted his teeth and said, his hands clasped in front of his chest, he could see that he was desperately restraining the urge to strangle the bastard: "Disappear without AWOL, or are you alone - are you the commander-in-chief? Self-consciousness as Governor of Clovis Colony?"

"Well, to be precise, I'm not actually the Governor of the Colony, that's someone else; and I'm not alone, not Lisa and..."

"shut up!"

Louis interrupted unceremoniously: "I didn't ask you to answer now, listen to me first, and explain it when I say I can answer, understand?!"

"Understood!" An Sen nodded immediately, and gestured with his right hand to sew his mouth.

"You might think I'd believe some of your flawless lies, pre-made excuses, perfect excuses plus 10,000 guys who can corroborate you that you had to leave immediately and couldn't tell anyone...you're wrong It's gone!"

Taking a deep breath, the young knight snorted coldly: "I'm not a fool, I know why you are here, and I also know exactly what excuse you probably used to persuade Freya; not saying it doesn't mean that I don't agree with all this. I don't know."

No one said you were an idiot, and I never felt that you knew nothing about this... Anson kept smiling, obediently put his hands on his thighs, and listened with his chest up and his head raised.

"But because of this danger, as the commander-in-chief and ... you should not act alone!" Louis said solemnly:

"You are the commander-in-chief, not a lone ranger! Taking risks with your own body will only make things more troublesome, more difficult, and it is not a knight's work at all - although you are not a knight!"

"Of course, the war between the Empire and Clovis is not over yet. Strictly speaking... No, we are the enemy. You will probably be very dissatisfied when asked by the enemy like this?"

With a long sigh, the young knight sat down opposite Anson: "But I still have to say it! Whether it's the current Free Confederation or the Empire and the conflict with Clovis, as the commander-in-chief of the garrison, you are all responsible. Responsibility."

"You're no longer a regiment commander, you're no longer a lone commander - it's hard to imagine that this is what I said to you - no matter what you do, you must first consider the overall situation, and then solve the problem. !"

"Fortunately, at least you didn't lose your prudence, and told Lieutenant Colonel Norton Crosell the time and route of the action as a record of the plan." Louis' tone softened a little:

"But you were too cautious. You didn't even give him or others the power to temporarily mobilize troops. As a result, you would have wasted a lot of time on recruiting people when you set off. Otherwise, we should have arrived earlier!"

Um?

There was a flash of surprise in Anson's eyes.

He glanced at Norton next to him. The silent commander of the 3rd Infantry was standing in the corner of the tent without saying a word. His indifferent expression seemed to be completely unaware that the topic of the two people on the opposite side had turned to him.

"If you don't want to talk about what you have done before, I can not ask, but you must tell me your next plan."

The young knight finally got to the point: "What do you think about the Old God faction and indigenous people in the New World?"

How could he know the difference between the Old Gods of the New World and the natives? That's right, after all, he is the heir of the Duchy of Adelaide, and the Kressey family, the leader of the Faithless Knights, is also a branch of Bernard, so it's not surprising to have this information... Anson deliberately pondered for a while, as if he had thought carefully before Slowly he said:

"Divide and conquer."

The voice fell, and Louis, who was still a little dissatisfied in his original expression, immediately became serious: "Explain in more detail."

"Simply put, it's about splitting up dealing with Aboriginals and Old Gods into two separate goals—even though it looks like the same thing," explains Anson:

"Beast slaves...the indigenous people rioted because we colonists not only controlled tracts of land, but also carried out very harsh abuse and discrimination against them, not only because we were invaders and oppressed them enslave them and destroy their faith."

"To be honest, I initially had a similar idea when the Hammer arrived at the Ice Dragon Fjord, but the truth is that the natives of the New World are different from us in the Old World, they don't have the concept of 'territory', our villages and cities In their eyes, it's no different from the tribes they move around."

"As for slavery, even if there are conflicts and disputes between different tribes of the indigenous people, and even among the clans of the same tribe, they are not kinder than us in treating escaped tribesmen or captured enemies, and it will not arouse their resistance. ."

"The real problem is that we have never been able to allow or accept these indigenous peoples who are 'different' from us to join our 'tribe'."

Anson's expression gradually became solemn: "If the number of colonists is large enough, or the old world borders the new world, this is not a particularly serious problem - in the most extreme case, even a piece of 'extinction' can be considered a problem. A solution to the problem."

Louis' face was not very good-looking, but he still nodded slightly in agreement.

"But the reality is that for a long period of time, the number of colonists cannot exceed the number of indigenous people; almost all colonies have more indigenous people than colonists, and any town can maintain a population of one to one, and security And social stability will appear extremely stable.”

Anson took out a match and lit the pipe at the corner of his mouth again: "We must admit this, accept the indigenous people, and give them a chance to get rid of their animal slave status and integrate into the colonial society."

"Integrating into the colony..." Louis suddenly lit up:

"New World Company?!"

"More precisely, it is the shooting army - of course, the two actually complement each other."

Anson let out a breath of smoke: "By forming a shooting army, we can win over all the indigenous people who are currently willing to join or have the opportunity to join the colony, and then use the channels opened by the New World Company to arrange positions for them to participate in the colony society; escort, security, patrol, Pioneering... these are the most important and hardest jobs in the colony."

"On the one hand, militarized management and company intervention have given these indigenous people a stable source of income and social security; at the same time, while allowing them to participate in social activities, it can also avoid excessive contact with the colonists and cause too many unnecessary disputes. ."

This is actually not Anson's original. The local factory owners in Clovis are also keen to use foreign labor. The incompatibility with the local people makes them have to be deeply tied to the factory owners, and they have no foundation. .

Of course, because of the increasingly prosperous "beast slave trade" in the New World, this group has also begun to roll up. Except for the shortcomings of poor production efficiency and the fact that it can only do the simplest heavy manual work, no one can roll it up in terms of return rate. These literal tool people.

And because of the extremely low management ability and not many sources of income, the New World colonies had to sell these animal slaves, otherwise they would inevitably cause turmoil in the local area. strange phenomenon.

Considering that the cake of the beast slave trade is too big, and the guests at the table are from all parties in the old and new worlds, of course Anson can't move lightly, but he can change the ingredients for making the cake:

"As long as the indigenous people in the colony can be appeased, the next step is to launch a full-scale mobilization and announce the clearing of the old gods!"

Louis widened his eyes.

Of course he understood what Anson meant, but when a genuine old **** sect said "clean up the old **** sect", people couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with his ears.

"The reason for this slogan is that, on the one hand, 'faith' is still the only means to unite the colonies of all parties, and at the same time, it can also be used to divert conflicts and fight a 'religious war'!"

Anson didn't intend to hide anything from Louis in this regard. After all, to accomplish this goal, the support of Sail City and a certain Queen's Majesty is essential:

"War is just a slogan, what really needs to be done is to abandon the distinction between the indigenous people and the colonizers, and turn the spear towards the old gods among the indigenous people. As for the numerous cult groups and private armed forces in various places, this reason can also be used to limit Want and suppress."

"And because the slogan is our own initiative, we can control the intensity and direction of the entire operation and avoid a religious war that really gets out of control - you know what I mean."

The young knight's expression was slightly unnatural, he thought Anson was warning him about Freya Mosesfield.

But what Anson really wanted to talk about was the liberals—these real murderers who led to the colonial rebellion were also the biggest vested interests in the whole incident, and they were inextricably linked with underground armed groups such as those uncontrolled Old Gods organizations. strands of contact.

In fact, this is also to pave the way for the complete eradication of the Untrustworthy Knights, and it is also used to open the gap, and the future opportunity for the Faithful Alliance to enter Yangfan City.

"Dividing the issues for the indigenous people and the old gods into two can avoid internal chaos to the greatest extent, and at the same time have a new slogan that unites all colonies; at the same time, it proclaims that it is the ring of order belief, and it can also pick up the plane. Ease the relationship with the orderly world and prevent the colonial war from breaking out again."

An Sen continued: "Of course, if you want to solve the contradiction between the old and the new world, you can't do it with the Free Confederation and the Ice Dragon Fjord alone, you also need..."

"I understand."

Before he could finish speaking, the young knight took the initiative to take up the topic: "It must be ensured that the emperor will not have the idea of ​​returning to the colony, and leave this to the Bernard family."

"When I sent the counter-insurgent troops back to the mainland, I had already entrusted them to bring a letter to my father; I explained the whole process of the war in the letter. As long as my father read it, he would definitely understand that he should give up his commitment to the colonies. Controlling and strengthening maritime trade is the most beneficial option for the Empire."

"What does he really think?"

"To be more precise, this was originally his original idea - to control a land that is far away from the mainland, and there is no way to establish an effective notification, what benefits can it bring to the empire?" Louis shook his head:

"Instead of trying to maintain it, it is better to let it develop and help, build a force that can really befriend the empire, and then maintain its influence through trade and missionary means, and there will be no current bleak end; but the reason It will become like this, and it has nothing to do with the limitless competition fueled by certain forces..."

As the young knight spoke, he stared at someone with meaningful eyes.

Anson still kept smiling, completely unaware of what the other party meant.

After confirming the next plan, Louis did not stay for a long time. After chatting for a while, he said goodbye and left. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Anson to remember to make up an excuse for coming here.

Although neither of them mentioned it, the young knight could feel it just by dragging him into the tent. This seemingly relaxed guy in front of him was already reaching his limit. It would not be surprising even if he was unconscious for the next second. .

As for what happened - just look at a messy village, burning woods, "coke" that looks like a skeleton... Everything is self-evident~www.readwn.com~ Since Anson did not take the initiative to answer, it is equivalent to telling Louis went to ask the elf girl who was traveling with him; some things, even a friend did not need to explain clearly, just knew it well.

It was not until the footsteps of the young knight could be heard outside the tent that Anson turned his attention to Norton Crosell, who had been in the corner.

The silent commander of the 3rd Infantry Regiment stood up knowingly, walked to Anson without hesitation, took out a letter from his pocket, and handed it to him with both hands.

"This is……"

"Pastor Carlin Jacques entrusted me with the letter to you, and emphasized that it must be after you conflict with the old gods in the new world, or have direct contact." The expressionless Norton said solemnly:

"Allow me to reintroduce myself, under Norton Crosell, Northport native, Lieutenant Colonel, Commander of the 3rd Infantry Regiment of the Storm Division, and..."

"A member of the Truth Society."