Proof of the Sun King

PS: This chapter is a bit late, sorry.

After the meeting, Knight King Ryan came out of the tent. He did not rush to see Count Metternich, but asked Davout, "What kind of person is the Imperial Ambassador?"

"What kind of person?" Davu was stunned for a moment, and tried his best to say in a fair and objective manner: "He's a well-dressed, Rick-collar-style envoy, but his attitude is a little tough, I think he really Are you here to negotiate?"

"You will have a tough attitude when you are guilty of a guilty conscience. If you are very confident, you will not need it." Ryan smiled and took off his jacket and handed it over to Davu: "No trouble here, you can go first, and by the way, find Beria, Ask him if it's okay."

"Yes." Davout took Ryan's coat, bowed and stepped back.

Just outside the tent, Ryan received Count Metternich: "Welcome, Your Excellency Metternich, please don't be restrained, we Britania and the Empire are strong allies and sincere friends, we used to watch each other together. For thousands of years, we will continue to fight against foreign enemies together in the future, just like this time."

"Hello, Your Majesty the King of Knights, I bring greetings from Emperor Franz, who congratulates you on your series of victories in Kislev." Although he regards Ryan as the empire's greatest threat and imaginary enemy, Count Metternich could only respectfully bow and salute: "I'm here this time because I have some small things I want to discuss with you."

"Let's get rid of etiquette. A person's strength depends on his heart and strength, not complicated etiquette." Ryan looked down at the imperial ambassador: "Take this as your home, Count Metternich."

"I think whether it is the Empire or Brittany, our home is not in the far and cold northern country, or in the ruins." The imperial ambassador stood up straight, and he meant: "You take this place as your own. Home? But as I remember, this is always the territory of the Romanov Tsarist family, right?"

Ryan smiled meaningfully: "That's what the people of Erlengrad said to me, they appreciate our aid and let us stay here as if we were at home, and they said the same to Emmanuel Or, does our Count Metternich think that Emmanuel will be wrong?"

"Oh, no, I didn't mean that." Count Metternich was stunned, and he could only quickly apologize: "I'm sorry, I didn't know about this."

"Really don't know or don't want to know?" Ryan smiled: "Forget it, how is Emperor Franz's body?"

"His Majesty the Emperor is in very good health, how about you?" Metternich could only follow the basic routine.

"Oh, I'm also very good, so good that I want to continue to go north to eliminate the remnants of Chaos!" Lane's mouth twitched, he already controlled the initiative.

"Excellent wording, Your Majesty the King of Knights." The Imperial Ambassador knew that he was in a passive state, and he could only say: "Your Majesty is so good at communicating, and I can also convey the two things that His Majesty Dakar Franz sent me to inquire about this time. "

"Excuse me, I must know everything." Ryan shrugged, and he stretched out his hand to signal Metternich to sit down. The imperial ambassador and the king of knights sat at the entrance of the hall of the big tent like this. The old guard served vodka and roast. leg of lamb.

"His Majesty the Emperor wants to ask you, do you follow the basic chivalry spirit, respect the order of the old world, and respect and recognize the Romanov royal family's legal right to rule over Kislev?" Count Metternich asked earnestly. .

"Of course, we of course admit that the Romanov royal family is the legal owner and legitimate ruler of Kislev." Ryan nodded without thinking. Although Ryan was a little swollen, he was still very rational at this point. As a feudal kingship The representative of the old world order and the defender of the old world order, he can say that he must recognize the legal rule of the Tsarist family over Kislev, which is determined by his status as the king of knights. If he does not recognize it, it will mean He will be hostile and besieged by all the forces of order in the entire old world, his **** decides his head, and Ryan cannot deny the legitimacy of his rule.

Hearing Ryan's words, the imperial ambassador's eyes flashed, and he was slightly relieved, thinking that this would be much easier to handle, so he continued to ask: "But I heard that Brittany, through some channels, To influence and interfere in Kislev's internal affairs? For example, with the appointment of Archduke Erlengrad? I would say that this may be an invalid appointment."

"This is the choice of the people of Erlengrad, how can it be said to be an invalid appointment? Isn't the Tsarist family not the choice of the people?" Lane asked bluntly: "We in Brittany have never interfered with the basic Slov's internal affairs, but Errengrad always needs a new ruler, right? Everything is their own initiative."

"Yes, in theory, but I heard that very early, you Brittany will support that Lord Vladimir, will you give people a kind of default, who will be appointed What about the Priest of the Bear God?" Metternich continued to hold on to this question.

"It doesn't mean anything, it's said that he was appointed as the Grand Duke." Ryan said lightly: "I just want to say that the process of referendum is reasonable and legal. As for you saying that it is not good, I remember Carl when he elected the emperor. Isn’t that the same way of canvassing votes? Our King Richard of Brittany also expressed his support for Karl’s election of the emperor at the time, so according to what you said, Karl’s emperor does not count?”

"Uh, that's not what I meant." Count Metternich was a little embarrassed, he just emphasized: "But you always have to get an official appointment from His Majesty Catalin?"

"Heh!" Ryan sneered a few times: "I think, Her Majesty Katarin is no longer able to force anything, she just lost most of her army, another defeat, in fact, Erlengrad just happened. After a mutiny, the guards here originally demanded that the emperor be raped and punished the corrupt ministers, but after receiving the news that His Majesty the Tsar had fled again, they were very disappointed, very disappointed, very very disappointed."

"What if the Empire supports the Tsar's return to Errengrad?" Metternich said equally sternly: "We can help her resolve Errengrad's rebellion."

"Empire? Which empire, the one in the south?" Ryan smiled and said, "Can you represent the empire? I remember that such a major diplomatic decision must be passed by the imperial parliament at a meeting? Besides, we have all promised not to interfere with Erlen. Glad's internal affairs? What happens to Ellenglad is the choice of the Ellenglad people, isn't the empire breaking its original promise by doing so?"

"At that time, we will have to get involved in Brittany." Ryan said, "I don't think Carl will do this. I dare to guarantee that I know him."

The imperial ambassador's face turned ashen, he opened his mouth, and found that he could no longer say anything to refute, he could only continue to say toughly: "What if Her Majesty Katarin solves the problem by himself?"

"I said that I won't interfere in Kislev's internal affairs. How they decide is their own business." Ryan repeated again, the King of Knights slowly leaned back and smiled: "Of course I will A word of persuasion, I can't stop the Empire from continuing to invest money in that bottomless pit, but you better weigh it too. How much money and materials have you invested in it? How much has it played? Not only can you not make her recognize the reality, but also It will give her the illusion that 'I can still send it', this will not solve any problems, I think, the treasury of the empire is empty at this time, right?"

"..." Metternich was silent for a long time, and the imperial ambassador finally sighed: "To tell you the truth, Your Majesty, the mountains and rivers are almost exhausted, the treasury, arsenal, and gunpowder storehouses are all empty, you must not blame us for not being able to continue. Provide you with logistics, the emperor is still having a headache how to solve the pension and salary payment in the next few months."

"I still have some funds in my hand. If Karl needs it, we can purchase military supplies." Ryan was very generous at this time. The king of knights knew that Karl Franz's Rick was rich and prosperous, and it only took one or two years. , he can immediately relax.

The continuous war made the Empire struggle like a prisoner hanging on the gallows. Most of the time, the rope was loose to take a breath, but once the rope was tightened, the Empire had to use all its strength to keep itself alive. Go down, all.

"I always respect the Romanov family's legal right to rule this land, and I promise in the name of a lady." Lane stood up, and the king of knights noticed that Talleyrand came in from outside: "What's the matter, Talleyrand?"

"Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from Britannia, Mrs. Surya she... she..."

"What happened to her?!" Ryan's face changed dramatically after hearing the news.

Talleyrand deliberately glanced at Metternich, and the imperial ambassador immediately got up to say goodbye: "Then I won't bother, Your Majesty."

When the imperial ambassador went out, Talleyrand took out the letter, and the lame man laughed: "Mrs. Surya personally led an army of 20,000 to defeat the wanderer Ulfric's army at the port of Hendaye, and the Norsca were killed in battle. More than 4,000 people, we have more than 600 casualties, a big victory, Ulfric's World Walker Legion has withdrawn from the Old World, withdrew to Norsca."

"Beautiful! Sulia never disappoints me." Ryan took the military newspaper, glanced at it, and couldn't help but smile: "It's just that this kind of squatting style is not very good, but fortunately it is very practical."

Ulfric looked around for opportunities on the outer coast of Brittany, but he really found a flaw. Ulfric seized the opportunity to capture the port of Hendaye, a port in the north of the duchy of Le-Angouran. , just as the Norsca raised their eyebrows, Ulfric was too careless and the victory slipped through his fingers.

Instead of taking the opportunity to penetrate deep into the interior of Brittany because of this successful invasion, his army looted and enjoyed the port frantically, which led them to be besieged on the swampy coast by an army of Brittanian knights , and then Queen Surya personally led the army to the front line.

Surya's style of play is as shameless as François, that is, she does not take the initiative to attack this group of barbarians. The swamp limits the play of the cavalry, but it also limits the actions of the barbarians. Ulfric now finds that He and his army were trapped in the port and could not break through the siege. Soon, the barbarians were attrition due to starvation and disease. After three weeks of siege and repeated failures to break through, Ulfric's army was finally able to survive despite the lack of food requirements. It collapsed due to a long lack of food and was withdrawn to the sea, and then with the news of Motkin's defeat, the World Walker Legion disintegrated and all retreated to Norsca.

"Very good, very good, my wife surprises me again, she is always so talented." Ryan sent the news back to Talleyrand and smiled: "It's just a bit conservative, if it were me, Norsca People will not only lose more than 4,000 people."

"This is a good habit, Your Majesty. When you are venturing on the front lines, you need a stable leader behind you." Talleyrand looked outside: "He, Imperial Ambassador, is he satisfied?"

"Not very satisfied, but there is no other choice." Ryan also glanced outside, and the King of Knights gradually put away his smile: "I always have a feeling, Talleyrand, our honeymoon period with Emperor Karl is over. "

"Mortals are always repeating the same mistakes, Your Majesty." Talleyrand nodded slightly, and he tapped the ground with his crutches a few times: "For ordinary people, sharing weal and woe, sharing happiness, and sharing the joys and sorrows of the country, In other words, sharing weal and woe is easy, sharing joy and hardship.”

"What about people's hearts?" Ryan asked casually.

"The heart of the people is with you." Talleyrand said with a smile: "I have told everyone to spread the news of the defeat of the tsar to the whole of Erlengrad, and a soldier has been specially arranged for every few avenues to tell all the people of Errengla. German citizens 'explain' the battle, and let them see how the tsar tossed the White Guards to almost annihilate them, so that, after a little comparison, the citizens will naturally know who is the most reliable."

After a while, Davout came in from the outside, and the deputy commander of the old guard came to report: "Your Majesty, Beria has been looking for a long time, but I can't find it."

"Not a single member of the Romanov family was found?" Ryan was a little surprised: "Even if it's a collateral family!"

"I don't have a single sideline, Your Majesty, either died in the battle of Zedevka, or died of starvation or exhaustion in the process of fleeing to the south. The only few branches were taken by Katarin. Beside her, it is said that she died in the army during the battle of Voltandov-Lachhof. According to Beria's investigation, the tsar herself is most likely the last bloodline of the Romanov family. It's gone." Davout was a little embarrassed: "Captain Bellia said he tried his best."

"Yes, he tried his best, I don't blame him." Ryan sighed. Our knight king really didn't want to have direct contact with the queen, but at present, there was no way.

However, the King of Knights' super-strong personal ability kept him from being depressed for a long time, and Ryan immediately said to Talleyrand: "Very well, now let's act separately, you go to negotiate with Count Metternich, just follow us The results of the previous discussions, Talleyrand, you know what to do."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have drawn up a seamless treaty." Talleyrand took out a parchment from his arms and handed it to Ryan: "Just follow the above."

Ryan took the parchment and frowned after a few glances: "I don't remember that there was a negotiation between us about the promise to allow Katarin to rebuild the army, even if there were only five hundred guards, how could it be provided to Carl? -About the low-interest loan from Emperor Franz?"

"Your Majesty, in order to maintain peace, we must maintain balance and balance of power." Talleyrand said playfully: "We have already obtained enough from Erlengrad, and coupled with the trade in Dulong City, this will make The human kingdoms in the old world have listed us as imaginary enemies. I promise I am considering the interests of the knight kingdom. The tsar is still the tsar after all. Even if she has no land, her family's legal principles still have value...a bit of value ."

"Maybe, I think I've spent too much time on the land of Kislev." Ryan handed the parchment back to Talleyrand: "You're right, just follow the above discussion. , and about the Dulong City trade and loans."

"François and Bethmond will be in charge of the next battle~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and Morgiana and I will go to Dulong City in person, and the dwarves of Dulong City, Torgard - the Crimson. negotiation!"

Talleyrand couldn't help but feel relieved in his heart, this is the lord he wants to serve, a superhuman martial artist, a military wizard like Tyrion, a master of internal affairs, and a diplomat like Archmage Tegris. , At the same time, he is still awake in the depths of his mind, knowing what to do and what not to do, and he will immediately understand after a little reminder.

Ten minutes later, Talleyrand came out of the barracks, and he found Metternich: "Your Majesty asked me to discuss the next thing with you."

"It's actually you? Talleyrand, I remember you're just the ambassador to Noor." Metternich was a little surprised.

"I am now the foreign minister of his cabinet. You must thank me, Metternich, for persuading Your Majesty not to annex Erlengrad, and for persuading him to give your emperor a low-interest loan." Talleyrand Squeezing out a smile, his eyes narrowed: "Thank me."

"Thank you very much." Metternich breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the two had known each other for a long time: "Emperor Karl Franz thanks you for your efforts, and I promise you will have nothing less. "

"And I just want...peace~"

"We will make peace."

"No, Metternich, you have to find out, we Brittany chose peace!" Talleyrand said with a gloomy smile: "Now, let's find a place to sit, how about the halfling gang? We can have a good meal there."

After that, the lame man walked to another place, while the ambassador of the empire stood there with a very ugly face.

He had a feeling that this lame man might be even more difficult to deal with than the King of Knights, because the King of Knights had to talk a little bit about the law and morality of the knights.

But this **** needs nothing.