Proof of the Sun King

Vol 2 Chapter 1029: , Victory Class

Imperial calendar 2515, June.

With the return of the knight king Ryan and the lake **** witch Morgiana from Dulong City, they brought a Norsca dwarf army composed of a dozen dwarven legions (again, a dwarf legion has only about 200 dwarves). -300, while humans are 1000-1200), as everyone knows, the great knight-king Ryan has once again triumphed on a political, diplomatic and military level.

The "Dragon City Exclusive Trade Agreement" was signed, and the Knight King Ryan and Emilia, whose belly had begun to bulge slightly, signed and sealed on behalf of the human side, announcing the establishment of a new continental system.

I have to say that the war ended much earlier than expected. After Emilia saw Ryan coming back, she secretly complained to Ryan, why did you withdraw in June, I have prepared so many supplies for logistics All in vain.

Ryan smiled and said you didn't waste it.

Almost as soon as the Norsca dwarves came to Erlengrad, the official trade between the two sides started immediately.

Norsca Dwarf Lord Thorgard-Crimson listed his gift list to the new dwarves' allies, including a hundred and fifty pairs of full-body rune masterwork plates made by dwarf rune craftsmen, hundreds of A set of various rune weapons, especially swords, shields and halberds, as well as a large number of precious precious metal ores and jewelry.

On the human side, dozens of cargo ships were filled with food and cloth, wine, meat, and fish in exchange, and a large number of logistical materials were directly used to trade with the Norsca dwarves. Nevertheless, the goods provided by the human side The value is still far lower than the gift of the Norsca dwarves, which has led to many imperial merchants who did not catch the soup to be very opinionated, a general Tim from Nur wrote in his diary: "This is not at all. Deal, this is a robbery at all! God knows whether the level of the king of knights is too powerful, or the stinky sea water of the Chaos Sea has entered the heads of those Norsca dwarves?"

No one knows, everyone only knows that the Norsca dwarves are very stubborn. They only recognize the long sword and the iris flag in the book, which symbolizes the coat of arms of Ryan's personal family, or Brittany or Nur who have trade documents. Merchants, no matter how low the price or the preferential terms offered by other human beings, the Norsca dwarves will ignore them.

A large amount of wealth was poured into the officially designated market, and the lively shouting and buying and selling resounded in the barracks of the Knights Road army. After most of the goods of the Norsca were swallowed, there were still a small part of the goods. It was allowed to open a market for sale in the barracks, just like a shark smelling blood, François, the old husband of Lane, immediately came to the scene with the Duke of Behemond, saying that I had packed everything first, and then slowly Let's talk price.

The same is true at the Nuer Barracks. The old Krupp President personally rushed from Herzig to Erlengrad because of this incident, just for this lucrative trade.

After the process took two or three days, finally in June, Ryan announced that the victory class would be in Brittany.

On the main square of Erlengrad, surrounded by hundreds of old guards and dozens of the great nobles of Brittany, the Knights of the Holy Grail and the Prophet of the Lake led by Morgiana, the king of knights Ryan Standing in front of the main square in person, he delivered a speech of the victory class division to the excited and proud soldiers who came from all directions.

As Ryan took the stage, the crowd of nearly 20,000 soldiers in the square all fell silent for a while, and they spontaneously lined up, waiting for the great King of Knights to speak.

"My soldiers, Brittany, and other human kingdoms, even soldiers of other order races!"

Lane's voice resounded in the ears of the soldiers celebrating victory and glory.

"Another magnificent victory! Beastmen, Greenskin, Chaos Army, Chaos God's Choice Champion, Chaos Eternal God's Choice, all fell in front of us!" Ryan raised his fists towards everyone, and in six Under the scorching sun of Erengrad, the king's voice was fiery: "We have proved to the darkness once again that we will never yield, we will never admit defeat, our victories have lit up the long night, we have proved, Mortals also have their own beliefs and glory, and our courage will be turned into a golden light in this dark age!"

"Victory! Victory! Victory!" The sound of the mountain and tsunami came, and the soldiers screamed for victory. Their blood, courage, and soul-stirring emotions echoed in the sky above Erlengrad and even in the warp!

"Hope remains!" Ryan shouted proudly: "Even if Kislev has fallen, even if the empire is attacked, even if Osterland is almost in ruins, even if multiple coastal ports are threatened, even if the darkness once We pushed ourselves into a corner, but we persevered, we prevailed! I, Ryan Malcador, proud and proud of you, my knights and soldiers, I can be with you, what else am I to fear what about?"

"Lion! Ryan! Ryan! Ryan!" The roar turned into a rolling torrent, every soldier shouted loudly, every knight took off his helmet and gave a knightly salute, every dwarf put his weapon on his chest, Each elf could not help lowering their naturally noble heads.

"Now, we have driven the Chaos Hounds back to the north, and we have smashed their armies, as a lion shreds their armour with its teeth and claws, and we advance and advance until the bereaved dogs flee back. Where they should be, we attack them until every blasphemous emblem and camp is reduced to ashes, and these memories will be treasures that will accompany us all our lives, but we will never stop, for the lady and the king, for the cloth Litania!"

"For the lady and the king! For Brittany!"

"For the lady and the king! For Brittany!"

"Now, let's start the way home, let's go back to our hometown, to bring glory, fortune, and sons of Brittany, we're going home!"

"Go home, go home, go home!!!" Cheers spread from one side of the city to the other.

Bretons have never been so proud of who they are, with blood and the glory of victory on their own.

Look, Ryan standing on the stage no longer looks like a living person, but a symbol.

He is synonymous with glory and victory!

After the speech, the banquet was held, and the knights and soldiers drank happily. Ryan also took two glasses of imperial stout and handed a glass to Francois: "It's time to go home, my duke."

"Yeah, it's time to go home, my majesty." François said elegantly, the old man gained amazing results in this battle, and he once again proved his ability to lead the army and the super strength of the Duchy of Winford. Combat effectiveness, in Errengrad, the old man was appointed as the chief logistics quartermaster, and the first thing he did when he took office was to directly "dung kill" an aristocratic logistics quartermaster who had embezzled about fifteen kilograms of honey and brown sugar. Just throw him into a cesspool and let him drown.

The old man's pressure on "floating" and "logistics loss" is even more ruthless than Ryan. In his logistics report, the "transportation loss" is only 5%-7%, which is basically close to the real loss, because logistics transportation and material reserves It is true that there will be losses in the middle, and the old man's pressure is enough to make everyone in the old world feel ashamed.

Ryan also learned after the fact that, of course, in this world, honey and sugar are high-end luxuries that only nobles can enjoy. The price of fifteen kilograms can reach hundreds of gold kronor, but Ryan still thinks that the old man is a little bit. Too harsh.

"If you don't be ruthless, these guys won't have a long memory." This is the answer of the old man's husband: "Kill one and a hundred, this time we have captured a lot of money, and the harvest is very rich. There will definitely be many people who want to reach out to the spoils and logistics materials."

"Ah, I miss Suria." Ryan and François clink glasses, and the two drank a full glass of Imperial Stout, and the old guard next to him quickly reached out and took the empty glass to the side. Beer, the King of Knights smiled and said, "It's been more than half a year since I went on an expedition, and I don't know what happened to Suria."

"Suria will take care of everything, and she must be very much looking forward to your return." The old man smiled and took the cup and drank it, and then handed it over to the old guard to pick up the beer: "I also want little German Hill."

"Hehe~ Yes." Ryan sighed. Although the expedition time was not as long as the Bafeng Mountain expedition, it was long enough. The King of Knights raised his glass: "To win, cheers!"

"Cheers!" The two big glasses full of beer collided. Francois raised the glass first, and after seeing Ryan suffocated, the old man just sipped a little and put it down, seemingly motionless. He asked casually: "By the way, there are rumors in the military recently that His Majesty is going to be canonized as the ten major marshals... Is there anything you can say?"

"There are considerations in this regard." Ryan narrowed his eyes, the old man is here to find out. Obviously, the dukes are all aware that under Ryan's so powerful power, further centralization and bureaucratization of the nobility are inevitable, for the sake of the future It will not become a marginalized existence with no title or no title, and can't continue to eat meat and drink with Ryan, so he must come to find out.

This matter is also very simple. The rumor of the canonization of the marshal is the news that Ryan deliberately let the old guards and the first guard lancer regiment pass the news, in order to test the reaction of the knights and nobles. Sure enough, the traditional knights and nobles headed by the old man They were immediately hooked.

There is no way, to work with His Majesty Ryan, the benefits are too many.

"Then..." Francois continued tentatively: "Wait back, Your Majesty and the Queen will take a look at the details?"

"It's just an intention now, Francois." Ryan raised his glass, and the king of knights thought for a moment. The old man has always followed his own pace. He worked tirelessly in management, and he invested heavily in himself early on, so he should be reassured: "Anyway, I won't be missing you, François, I mean if there is any."

The old man sighed, and he was half relieved, but the other half: "Then...about something else?"

"There will be bread, there will be milk, everything will be there." Ryan smiled and said nothing.

At this moment, the regent of the kingdom, Lawn-Leo Cornwall, came up with a glass of wine, and he looked serious: "Your Majesty, can I discuss something with you?"

"What's the matter? Lord Leo Cornwall?" Seeing that Raun's expression was serious, Ryan put away his smile and became serious.

"I want to stay, stay in Erlengrad." Lawn picked up his glass.

"I want to be the head coach and logistics quartermaster of the army left behind here!"

"If possible, Your Majesty, I would like to hand over my duchy to you to govern!"

"What?" This time, Ryan was really surprised.

Is Lawn taking the initiative to help himself centralize power? !

...... I am the dividing line that conforms to the historical trend......

Just when the class division of the Knight Road army was returning to the original road.

Braunschweig, the capital of the Empire, the Imperial Palace, the bedroom of Emperor Karl Franz.

On a large gold-studded emperor armchair sits the imperial emperor Karl Franz, dressed in a purple shirt and white breeches, over a golden robe, leaning with an unsightly face. back.

The emperor was ill, and the stomach pain tortured Karl Franz's nerves, but he still insisted on the spiritual director.

The north is in ruins, Osterland is struggling in the ravages of Chaos, the plagues and rumors brought by spring have spread throughout the Empire, and fear hangs over the people and the army of the Empire, and many Electors eagerly. Support and funds are needed to rebuild their territory, but the cash flow in the hands of the emperor is nearly exhausted. If the Supreme King did not give generously because he failed to support the empire this time, then the emperor would really be forced to use his own private wealth. .

"Your Majesty, Metternich is back." At this time, the Emperor's Minister of Internal Affairs, Duke of Helburn, Anne-Danstadi, strode from the outside: "He has brought back the latest news, do you want to see him? ?"

"Let him come here." The emperor knew that the bedroom was inconvenient to see people, but he couldn't help it, he was sick.

Soon, Duke Anne led the emperor's envoy Metternich in from outside, Metternich was about to salute, but Karl Franz stretched out his hand: "No, Metternich, as you can see, my The state is not good, if you have something to say, hurry up and sit down."

Metternich told the emperor about his negotiation results, and the treaty reached by the two parties did not exceed the minimum limit given by the emperor. After listening to the emperor, he was more satisfied: "It seems that the situation is not too bad, the worst thing we expected. It didn't happen, Metternich, it's a good thing for us, for Rickland, and for the Empire."

"A good thing? Your Majesty, please forgive me for not thinking so." Metternich couldn't help but said: "Do you know the size of the returning army of the Knights Road? The returning army of about 50,000 people is more than 8,000 meters long! I After a bit of calculation, the damned Bretons and Nuers, they organized a total of more than 40,000 horse-drawn carts, donkey carts, mule carts, and carts. It's full of food, luggage, and loot!"

"In addition to these people, there are at least 20,000 people accompanying the army. Most of them are family members of soldiers, businessmen, peddlers, and homeless civilians. Many women became rice cooks and accompanied the army with their fatherless children. ." Metternich then emphasized.

"It seems that our King of Knights has another fruitful expedition." The emperor smiled. He did not respond as Metternich had imagined, but leaned on the back chair calmly: "It's okay, It's nothing more than fire in the east, wind in the west, and a heavy rainstorm in the north, at least the empire has survived this time, what else is there, Metternich, tell me."

"Your Majesty, there is one more thing, dealing with the logistical corrupt bureaucrats headed by Count Walter, and the list of confiscated property has come out. A total of more than 3,000 dwarf gold coins, more than 37,000 gold marks, other real estate, antiques, treasures and cellars have been confiscated. The discount for materials is about 20,000 gold marks." Metternich thought for a while and then said: "Marshal Rick Heilberg, Minister of Foreign Affairs Amadeus, Minister of Interior Anne, and they have disputes over how to use the money."

"I knew it." Speaking of this, the emperor became angry: "I know that there are many difficulties in transportation to the north, and I also know that long-distance transportation is not safe, plus various deductions, but most of the way along the river, transportation It is impossible for the loss to reach 37%! Charlemagne is on top, that shameless Walter is really greedy, he should be killed!"

"...Walter has pleaded guilty, and only asks His Majesty to let his child go." Metternich said in a low voice, "This is also the meaning of the Great Council of Lord Rick."

"Understood." The emperor thought about it for a while, but could only emphasize: "About the quarrel, Metternich, you can send a message to the court ministers~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That is to give priority to military expenses and relief to refugees, As for my personal expenses and the salaries of those bureaucrats, these can be temporarily relieved, and they will not starve to death, nor will I starve to death!"

"Yes!" Metternich whispered convincingly, the emperor will always be so selfless and selfless.

"You also went to see Ryan's army this time? How do you feel about the combat effectiveness?" The emperor asked casually, "Have you seen how they fought with your own eyes?"

"No." Metternich said with some regret: "The suburbs of Erlengrad are very unsafe. Everyone advised me not to leave the city casually, but..."

"But?" The emperor noticed that Metternich took out an iron box: "What is this?"

Metternich took out a piece of honey cake from the iron box: "This is a cake, Your Majesty."

"I said, Metternich, I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat now." Karl Franz felt a stomachache attack, the emperor said impatiently.

"This is not dedicated to you, Your Majesty, this is the honey cake used by the old guards of Brittany for their birthdays." Metternich brought the iron box: "It tastes very good, cooked by the army gang, And it didn't go bad along the way."

"..." The emperor opened his eyes, he reached out and took the cake, sniffed it, then put it into his mouth with his fingers, and chewed it gently.

There was only the sound of the emperor chewing in the bedroom. Metternich looked at the emperor quietly. He knew that with the wisdom of the emperor, he should be able to understand the meaning.

After a long time, Karl Franz finally spoke.

"I have a question, Metternich, can you answer me?"

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Why does Ryan always get richer and richer when he fights, while our empire is getting poorer and more embarrassed when he fights?"

"This……"

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