Proof of the Sun King

April 30, 2515 in the imperial calendar, in the city of Erengrad.

Special envoy of Emperor Karl Franz, Count Clemens von Metternich, ambassador of the Empire to Brittany, and chief observer for the Northern War temporarily appointed by Emperor Karl Franz, he was in Led by the musket dragoons of the Old Guard, he rode into the city.

The square in Erlengrad is full of Brittanian troops. The knights are separated on both sides to form several square formations. The two battalions of the old guard and the Holy Grail Knights are in the center, and behind them are more than a dozen serfs. Corps formation.

Nikolai Davout, deputy commander of the old guard, shone with the aura of the fairy in the lake, and his eyes were as bright as electricity.

"All! Prepare~"

"salute!"

The old guard and the infantry saluted together, followed by the knights led by the Holy Grail Knight.

Metternich is very well-dressed. Judging from the shoulder width and waist width of the dress coat, we know that his silk dress is tailor-made, and his thick and naturally curly short hair is neatly groomed. He is in Davout. Under his leadership, he quietly observed the Brittanian army who came to welcome him.

The more he observed, the more ugly Metternich's expression became.

All bearded, all veterans! Well-equipped and murderous! And morale is so high!

Taking a closer look, the imperial ambassador found that most of the soldiers were around twenty-five or six years old, which was the golden age of service! And these soldiers are only a small part of the army of the king of knights. As we all know, Ryan's recruitment of troops this time is only at the level of fifty households and one small expedition, which has almost no feeling for Britannia.

Damn Brittany! They will become a huge threat to the Empire in the future!

Metternich has always been a big imperialist at heart. To put it simply, he wished that all the countries in the old world except the empire would perish. He now has to admit in his heart that the king of knights Ryan and his army Will be the biggest obstacle for the empire to become the hegemon of the old world.

At the same time, many citizens of Erlengrad came out to watch. The city was in ruins, but people's faces were full of hope.

"It can be said that the citizens of Erlengrad are more and more fond of their new Duma Council and the new Grand Duke Vladimir." Nicola Davout smiled at Count Metternich with consideration: "This It's really good to re-establish order in Kislev."

"A good thing?" Metternich said coldly: "Grand Duke? Who made it, did he himself, or His Majesty the Knight King Ryan? Has it been approved by His Majesty Katarin? Can this kind of nobility be counted? ?"

"This is the choice of the people of Erlengrad." Davout was speechless at this sentence. He was a soldier after all, and after thinking for a while, he could only say this: "We can only respect. "

"Can the referendum represent public opinion?" Metternich sneered a few times: "I am very doubtful now, how much of your so-called chivalry in Brittany is left?"

Davout's face was very ugly. As an old guard of the Holy Grail and the deputy commander of the old guard, he felt that he had been insulted and questioned, so he did not intend to speak properly: "Lord Metternich, I miss you You must not know, right?"

"What do you know?" Metternich had a vague feeling in his heart.

"Her Majesty the Tsar was defeated, and just upstream of Fortanhav, the 50,000 White Guards suffered more than 33,000 casualties." Davout also sneered: "Now, we can say that there is not an inch of Kislev's land. It is under her actual control, Lord Metternich, the people need heroes, what do you think?"

"I won't tell you, I want to see His Majesty Ryan!" Sure enough, the imperial envoy's face changed drastically, and he wanted to rush in directly towards the place where the knight king's tent was.

The two old guards standing guard immediately put down their halberds and crossed: "Your Majesty and Your Excellency Dukes are having a meeting!"

"Please wait outside, Your Excellency Metternich." Davout's attitude also became tougher: "Just a moment, when His Majesty finishes the meeting, I will meet you as soon as possible."

"...Okay." The imperial ambassador could only agree. Davout quickly gave the old guard at the door a wink, and the guard immediately understood: "Your Majesty is in a meeting, you can't go in! Please wait a moment, Your Excellency."

"Who is so noisy outside?" A graceful and luxurious voice with an elegant and Nuer accent came from the side: "Oh, it's Metternich? Karl is willing to send you to such a bitter cold place?"

"I have seen your honorable Countess!" Metternich dared to put on airs in the face of Davout, and dared to say bluntly that it was because of his status as the ambassador of the empire that he must not show any weakness or flattery. Countess, this goods is only for the purpose of kneeling and salute on the spot: "I brought blessings and greetings from Emperor Karl-Franz, may I ask the Countess, how is everything?"

"Okay, I feel good." Speaking of this Ryan's little maid, she couldn't help showing a smile: "Come in and talk."

"Yes!" Davu couldn't help laughing because of Metternich's condescending appearance. After thinking about it, he decided to go to the tent in person.

Inside the tent, Knight King Ryan, Lake God Witch Morgiana, Duke of Berhemond, Duke of François, Duke of Lauen, and Bertrand, commander of the old guard, were sitting together for a meeting. Talleyrand stood behind Lane to listen, Duke Hagen was injured and absent, and Gerald stood in front of the map explaining everything.

"As expected by your majesty, Her Majesty Behemond and cousin (François)," Gerald said, holding the battle report: "The Tsar and her White Guard were destroyed upstream of Volttendorf. Sexual failure."

"On the evening of April 20th, her army built a pontoon bridge on the opposite bank of the Upper Talabek River, Rachhof City, ready to cross the river. I have to say, we can repair the pontoon bridge in an hour or two. They spent a whole In the evening, after repairing it, it took the 20,000 White Guards more than half a day to cross the river, and the vanguard troops had already exchanged fire with the Chaos Army."

"The war started very smoothly at first. After all, the main force of Chaos has been wiped out in Erlengrad, Bekafen and Wolfenburg, and the rest are a few miscellaneous soldiers. Although the White Guards themselves have collapsed several times, but finally in the card Under Tarin's personal command, magical help, and er...under the leadership of the old guard, the enemy army headed by Zanek was driven out of the ruins of Rakhov, and the victory was very close to Katarin. "

"Old Guards?!" Bohemond's face was strange, and the old duke waved his hand: "I remember the old guards standing guard outside the door, Gerald?"

The old duke didn't say it, and he was very envious of Ryan for having such a super strong army that looked down on the world. His Red Dragon Guard was not hot enough right now.

"Uh, I mean, Her Majesty Katarin also formed an old guard to replace the Kerim guards she had lost. The soldiers were selected from the White Guards, and they were required to be tall and handsome. The equipment is standard equipment obtained from Nur." Gerald said in a helpless tone: "Okay, let's change the name, Romanov Guards."

"Go on, Jerrod, go on." Francois stretched out his hand for Jerrod to continue. The Duke of Winford glanced at his son-in-law and saw that Ryan was frowning at the map and thinking about something, while Moggie beside him Anna simply had a fascinated look on her face, so she had to speak by herself: "Go on."

"The White Guards, who had already crossed the river, should have pursued the remnants of Zan'eke, but this poorly trained and corrupt army disbanded on its own. Trophies and supplies, the White soldiers quickly lost their formation and vigilance and started looting."

"At this moment, several barges loaded with heavy objects and explosive barrels suddenly descended downstream from the upstream, completely cutting off and destroying the fragile floating bridge of the White Guards in an instant! At this time, the White Guards were completely out of touch."

"The White Guards were unaware of this at first, until a brand new Kurgan cavalry appeared from the forest and charged towards them. At the moment of the short-cut, the White Guards almost collapsed, and the army still on the other side of the river. At this time, they were still trying to repair the pontoon, but they soon saw with their own eyes that the 20,000 troops who had crossed the river were thrown into chaos and completely overwhelmed by the cavalry of the Kurgan. Zan'eke's army then regrouped and fought back. The White Guards on the north bank were in a hard fight, and the White Guards on the south bank were even more demoralized and chaotic."

"General Bagramyan, who was in the rear at this time, managed to stabilize the situation and ordered the soldiers to hurry up to repair the pontoon bridge. Hundreds of White Guards were forced into the water and forced to complete the pontoon bridge. Most of them froze to death, while Romano Semenov, the commander of the Guards, personally led the last Guards cavalry and launched a counter-charge against the Kurgan cavalry, he himself was killed in the battle, and almost all the Guards cavalry were killed."

"But this bought time for the redeployment of the White Guards on the opposite bank, and the Romanov Guards showed astonishing heroism and determination to block the charge of the Kurgan cavalry, even though they lost more than half themselves."

After hearing this, Ryan nodded again and again, and the King of Knights thought for a while and said, "It seems that our Tsar Her Majesty has learned a little from me."

"However, it all ended here." Gerald continued: "Just when the battle was a little stalemate, more than 300 Kurgan cavalry suddenly appeared on the south bank of the river, and they were secretly in the Kurgan Khan's Under his leadership, he used a raft to cross the Upper Tarabek River and appeared behind the White Guards on the south bank!"

"When the White Guards on the south bank saw Kurgan cavalry appearing from behind, they mistakenly thought that a large group of Kurgan cavalry had successfully smuggled in and were attacked from both sides. Broken down, and worst of all, the Tsar fled first under the protection of the Ice Guard, and once again, her magic created an ice bridge over the river and abandoned her people."

"On the north shore, thousands of soldiers flocked to the only pontoon bridge to try to retreat. Hundreds were trampled to death, and many more soldiers jumped into the water and tried to wade across the river, but there was a lot of floating ice. The river, there is no doubt that they are dead. In the chaos, the White Guards forgot to destroy the newly repaired pontoon bridge, which directly led to the Kurgan cavalry and the Chaos army of Zan'Aike directly crossing the river to pursue."

"The tragic slaughter continued for a day and a night. After the Kurgan cavalry and Zan'eke's army sacked the White Guard camp on the south bank, they pursued the White Guard for more than ten kilometers until they approached Fortanhav. Only then did they stop the pursuit and retreat. After the war, the number of people was counted. The White Guards suffered more than 33,000 casualties, leaving only 16,000 people. Katarin's Romanov Guards lost more than 4,000 people, and the second regiment was wiped out , there were only 60 people left in the third regiment, and all the corpses of Mrs. Keisler were on the road for more than ten kilometers. The Chaos army Zan Aike lost more than 3,000 people, while the Kurgan cavalry was said to have only lost more than 100. The Chaos army has now been withdrawn."

"It's over." Jarrod said a long paragraph, couldn't help but gasped, and picked up the cup to drink water.

Everyone in the tent looked at me, I looked at you, and sighed helplessly. Everyone looked at Ryan, waiting for the King of Knights to speak.

"Actually, there were not too many problems in this battle." Lane thought for a while, and the King of Knights clenched his fists on the table and sighed: "The real reason for the failure is the absolute low quality of her army. For me, this battle should not be fought at all, and when the quality gap is huge, you should try to avoid contact with the enemy."

"Then what are we going to do now? The White Guards have basically been wiped out. After such a failure, this army is no longer useful." Berhemonde still considered the problem from a military point of view as always: "An army can fail, but It couldn't have suffered such a devastating failure when it was first formed."

Francois considered the issue from the perspective of internal affairs: "Your Majesty, do you still plan to continue to help Kislev recover his homeland? I think the current situation is enough, the army has begun to tire, and many people are eager to return to their hometowns. "

The kingdom's regent, Lawn, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "Your Majesty, how will Marshal Rokossovsky handle it? Do you want the money?"

Ryan pondered the question, and the King of Knights shook his head first: "The homeland of Kislev cannot be recovered for the time being, and our existing troops are insufficient, but I plan to restore the northern border of Erlengrad. At least, we must open up trade with Dulong City. !"

"Dulong City!" The people in the big tent didn't like to fight any more, but when they heard the words Dulong City and trade, everyone, even Bethmond couldn't help feeling heartbroken. Longcheng's trade profits are too lucrative.

"So, do we want to involve the empire? That little maid of yours?" François couldn't help but speak. The old man is most sensitive to interests: "This is a big piece of cake!"

"Can we eat it in Brittany?" As soon as Ryan heard François's words, he knew that the old man meant to swallow it alone~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The Knight King simply complained: "There is still enough entrepot trade. The channel is shipped, without Nur, we can't digest that much share, we still have to let the empire join in."

Everyone couldn't help nodding their heads. Indeed, there are 100,000 dwarves in Dulong City, and such a large trade share is really unpalatable. So the ideal partner for cooperation with the empire is Emilia. The arms products produced by Nuer have always been cloth. The Litanian favorite, although the price is slightly more expensive, but the quality is really top. Emilia ordered that every craftsman must engrave his own name on the weapons produced, and whoever has a problem is responsible.

Who is not earning it? Might as well earn it for Nuer.

"So, what about Rokossovsky's side?" Raun then asked: "Do we really want to pay 2,000 gold crowns to buy his death row status as the tsar said?"

"2000?" Ryan sneered a few times, and he stretched out his hand to compare a number: "500, no more, and tell her that if she wants money, first issue a statement to open the citizenship of Constantine, we are good Help him get Brittanian citizenship."

"This condition is a bit harsh..." Gerald couldn't help but said.

"It's a bit harsh." A terrifying chill appeared on Ryan's face, and the king of knights stood up: "But I think, I'm afraid the tsar has no ability to force anything, the incompetent, we clearly gave her She did not cherish the opportunity to continue to be czar, and now Erlengrad no longer needs a puppet."

Everyone in the big tent couldn't help laughing. Yes, after Katarin killed the last bit of capital, she was already a little girl who could be dressed up.

"Okay, let's start today's meeting here."

"Let me meet the envoy of Emperor Karl Franz and see what he plans to talk to me about."