Proof of the Sun King

The next day, the Imperial Countess arrived with a large army from Nur, along with Talleyrand and Teresa.

After a brief handover, Veronica hurriedly left with Aurora, Teresa's Garland witch group, a large number of magical girls, and a large number of spoils.

Between the camps, the army was frequently mobilized. After the fresh troops from the south of Brittany joined, the number of the Brittanian army has swelled to more than 40,000 people.

Immediately after the arrival of Nuer's army, Emmanuel, the Imperial Countess, was dressed in a rich robe of black and gold, shirts and breeches of silk and the finest wood elf satin, a hundred Nuer armored troops and a Hundreds of Blackrock guards stood by the Countess's side very faithfully.

The army slowly moved into the city.

The high elf, Lane's courtier, and the ambassador of the Knight Kingdom to Nuer, Talleyrand, got off the carriage and frowned when he saw a large area of ​​ruins. A lot, but the **** can still see what a tragic war has been experienced here.

"Oh, maybe I shouldn't be here." Talleyrand took out a small perfume bottle and sprayed himself a few times before walking towards the camp on crutches: "But I'm still here, just like I'm here. Like the old world, I'm still here."

The high elves noticed that the Imperial Countess went directly to Lane's tent. Through the raised door curtain, the core decision-makers of Brittany sat in the tent. Talleyrand noticed that almost everyone was there. After Lady Emmanuel and Grand Marshal Erstein entered, the door curtain was closed, and several Blackstone guards and old guards stopped outside, looking around with vigilant eyes: "Hey, it looks like I can't get in."

"But I'll always be one of those days." Talleyrand then leaned on crutches, the **** was thinking about something, and he became interested to see what was going on around the camp.

The army was mixed, and the troops of the empire were all there. On the side of Britannia, there were the prophets of the lake **** and the Holy Grail Knights to maintain order, which was a little quieter.

The supplies were pulled into the camp by carts. The unicorn coat of arms belonging to Francois and the pure white horse coat of arms of the duchy were shining brightly. Talleyrand walked to the gate of the old guards barracks. The group of soldiers Although he recognized the man but refused to let him into the camp, Talleyrand didn't care. He saw Raymond eating breakfast with a few sergeants with halberds and a small group of great swordsmen, fragrant broth and Delicious butter bread.

And not far from the gate of the Old Guards barracks, a group of swordsmen from Midden was arguing with a group of militiamen from Oster about the ownership of a batch of goods.

The Oster militia consisted of five or six children who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old and seven or eight elderly men over the age of forty-five. Midden led the swordsmen with shields and swords quarreling, and one of the children was holding a large bag in his arms, which should be sausages and ham from the southern part of the empire.

"Boy, take it out, you must know that you are contributing to the empire." The swordsman of Middenling fiercely reached out to grab it: "What is the use of good food for you? Do you think Oster can rely on it? The old man and the baby soldiers are going to reclaim your occupied territories and drive away those chaotic bastards? Bring them here!"

"This is what I got first! It's mine!" The sixteen-year-old boy still had some fluff on the corners of his mouth, and he held onto the food tightly without letting go.

"You bastard! Uric is here!" The patience of the swordsmen led by Midden was extremely poor. The bald head with a long beard pushed the child to the ground, and then took the bag of food: "No Forcing the master to get started, what a cub!"

Four Midden-led provincial swordsmen arrogantly took all the food supplies.

Raymond wanted to stand up when he was excited, but Talleyrand stopped him: "My battalion commander! Please calm down! If I guessed correctly, that box of food was originally owned by Midden."

"Are you sure?" Raymond asked curiously. "The reason? Where did you find it?"

"I'm sure, but why should I tell you?" Talleyrand laughed: "It's over, remember, my sergeant, it's not your business, it's mine, you'd better put away your Hatred of hatred, remember that they are Imperials, not Brittanians, helping those scouts and old men will not bring you honor, but will be court-martialed for misuse of weapons! Hehehehe!"

After speaking, the high elf walked away easily on crutches.

"The High Elves of Dog Day." Raymond cursed angrily.

As the high elves walked along, he easily coordinated several disputes, but Talleyrand's expression was not relaxed, but more and more serious.

The empire is too big and there are too many provinces. Each province is proud of its own culture and national tradition. It is normal to be hostile to each other. Conflicts are too easy to happen, but it is very difficult to understand and accept each other. .

Especially in Nuer, Talleyrand deeply knew how the Nuer people felt about people from all over the empire. The Nuer people believed that there were only three kinds of people in the empire, namely the noble Nuer natives and the imperial capital Bu. Lunswick, and country folk.

The perception of these people is also very simple. A nation is not a nation, and a culture is not a culture. Why should we work with you to build a country?

Charlemagne saved the old world and maintained order and was crowned emperor. Arthur founded the country in the 12th World War, and Ludwig successfully saved the world. Even so, there are so many disputes and contradictions within the country. Ryan Do you really want to annex Kislev, a country with different cultures, races and beliefs? !

Talleyrand frantically thought about everything, that is, Knight King Ryan really intends to go north to attack the occupied area of ​​Kislev? !

What is he trying to do? Did he really think that he could take back Kislev's borders, establish a vassal with his country, or even merge Kislev directly into Brittany?

Is it possible?

If merging was that easy, High Elf Ulthuan would have merged into one nation long ago!

The high-quality cripple's brain was turning frantically. He was thinking about whether he could help Ryan in this matter, and this was most likely the most important step for him to enter the core decision-making level!

"I have no plans, I don't have any plans... I still have to follow the most basic conventions of the old world and elect a new Kislev regime according to Mrs. Kessler's wishes." Ryan smiled but remained unconvinced. Emilia, who expressed her stance, said: "We respect Mrs. Keisler's own decision, but this new regime, you must ask me whether it is rich or not, then I will say that our kingdom of knights is rich."

"But Catalin..." The Imperial Countess had a half-smile on her face. She stretched out her small hand wrapped in red lace gloves to support her chin, watching Ryan's performance.

"We always recognize that Katarin is the tsar of Kislev." Ryan spread his hands towards Emilia: "We have established diplomatic relations and recognize each other, why don't we recognize that she is the tsar? "

"But if she proposes to return to her own territory..." Emilia asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Erengrad has always been an autonomous city." Ryan continued to explain: "At that time, we only need to launch a referendum to establish the Grand Duchy of Erengrad and establish our own administrative system and army. We do not need to rule directly, only The city needs to be under our protection. Even the tsar, she must respect the opinions of the people of Erlengrad. The Romanov family has always been the ruler of Kislev. She must know that, The opinion of the Duma in Lengrad and our military presence is also very important, and when the time comes, we will make a statement!"

Emilia stretched out a long straight leg wrapped in breeches and boots, and the Imperial Countess couldn't help thinking about Ryan's proposal in the depths of her heart.

There is no need to say much about the strategic location and geographical value of Erlengrad. The previous article has already said it in great detail.

And this city also has very important economic value. Merchants from all over the world do business in Erlengrad all year round. The gems and precious metals of the Norsca dwarves, the fur and whale oil from the north, and the sharp horns of narwhals. , dragon birthday incense and smoked fish, as well as a large number of rare treasures from the troll country, Norsca gathered here.

As long as this port can be controlled and rebuilt, the huge and lucrative profits are enough to make the Imperial Countess heart beckon.

And Lane is right, the northern part of the empire had better have a barrier to stop the terrifying tide of chaos, otherwise Osterland and Ostermark will become the new frontier, and the current situation of these two provinces is no longer enough Bad enough to describe it.

"I admit that you have some truth in what you said." Emilia yawned lightly on her graceful and splendid face, but the Imperial Countess showed little interest, which made Ryan feel a little bit in his heart. bad feeling.

Don't look at the fact that the Brittanian army is now equipped with a lot of firearms, but this is only for the old guards and artillery, which are directly under Lane's troops. The dukes' respective duchy armies are still equipped with firearms. Entering the border of Kislev to fight, a large number of firearms and equipment carried by the Nuer army are indispensable.

Of course, this is nothing, the most important thing is Nuer's economic support, which is very important. Long-term troops stationed abroad, supplying by Nuer will save more money than by relying on local.

It seems that this little maid of my own has been in power for many years now, and it is not easy to talk, right? Knight King Ryan looked at Emilia fiercely, his eyes circling back and forth on Emilia's body.

Emilia's face turned a little red when Ryan looked at her like this. She rubbed her long legs subconsciously, and quickly changed her sitting position to a lady's seat.

Everyone in the tent also looked at Emilia, waiting for the Empire's Countess to express her position.

Marshal Erstein of Nuer is also waiting for Emilia's opinion. To be fair, Nuer's military does not really want to continue marching north with the Bretons, but it is also not particularly opposed to it. , at this time the view of the Countess is crucial.

"But Ryan, have you considered that once we enter the Chaos Occupation Zone, there will be big problems with logistical supplies, and even in March, Kislev is still very cold." Emilia opened it gently. With her own court flower fan, the Imperial Countess gave a look of lack of energy and sleepiness: "If you want to go north to try to recover Errengrad, you must be prepared to face many difficulties, and according to the information from the rear , Kaiser Karl Franz may not have enough supplies for your military campaign to retake Erengrad."

Emilia's words immediately aroused the displeasure of the Brittanian commanders in the tent.

"What? At this critical moment, the empire is going to cut off the supply?!"

"We came in the spirit of chivalry, and the imperial people treated us like this?"

"What did Karl Franz eat?!"

Everyone scolded, until Francois spoke up: "Everyone, it's not wrong for the Empire to do this, because the nature of war has changed, we were resisting Chaos for the Empire, and the Empire is of course willing to provide us with military supplies and salaries, but if We will take the initiative to attack and retake Erlengrad, and it will be difficult for Emperor Karl Franz to convince the Elector and his subjects to continue to provide us with supplies and salaries."

"It's a reduction, not a complete cessation of supply." Emilia added: "You must also understand the empire. Now there are hundreds of thousands of troops on the northern front line, plus a large number of Kislev refugees. With the food supply of Oster, Ostermark and Stierland, how thick do you think Karl Franz's treasury is? After several months of war, even if the emperor can deploy the potential and materials of the empire Running to the extreme, it’s almost there.”

"So what about you? Emilia, are you willing to support our actions?" The appearance of his former little maid sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai made Ryan very upset but also helpless. The King of Knights had to admit that Emily had the initiative. In the hands of Aya, he had to officially speak: "Recovering Erlengrad needs your help and your army, Emilia."

Sure enough, what Emilia wanted was this sentence. The blue eyes of the Imperial Countess rolled around Ryan's body, and her interest came: "Oh? Then can I understand it like this~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Ryan, are you making a request of me?"

"I'm begging you, Emilia." Ryan said with a smile.

"Then I also have two requirements." Emilia thought for a while, and then put forward new requirements: "First, I will form the highest command of the coalition with you, and I will lead the Nuer Iron Armored Army and the Blackstone Guard, And my Guard Corps is with you."

"Okay." Ryan nodded, which was a normal decision.

"Second." Emilia stretched out her second finger, and the Imperial Countess said with a smile: "When Erlengrad is captured, you must allow me to circle a block in the city, which belongs to us Nur, And in the future, we must let us Nuer have an exclusive seat in the Grand Duchy or other organization you may establish, and all guns and military supplies must be purchased from Nuer first. Trade must give us Nuer exclusive tax benefits, and the first year is completely tax-free. treatment."

"Yes." The King of Knights nodded again, these two conditions are not excessive.

"Then, it's signed!"

"it is good!"

A brand new covenant was signed in the large tent of the king of knights. The king of knights Ryan and the queen of the empire, Emmanuel, signed the covenant respectively. This covenant is only a big intention, and the details after that will naturally be decided by Lawn and Nurna. The bureaucrats on the side go into details.

After everyone withdrew, only Ryan, Morgiana, and Emilia were left in the tent.

Seeing that there were no outsiders in the tent, Emilia's face gradually turned red, and the Imperial Countess walked up to Ryan and stretched out three fingers: "Besides this, there is a third condition, my man. ~”

"The third condition??" Ryan looked at Emilia's domineering look, and had a bad hunch.

"Lane, that... let's have another one!"

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