Proof of the Sun King

As Richard's nephew, Duke Taubote inherited Richard's steadiness and conservatism from the old king, but also inherited Richard's indecision. When he called his court ministers, his first reaction was to move towards him. Everyone said: "He is here, His Majesty has appeared, how can he appear in my principality without my consent, is this reasonable?"

Duke Taubert's words made the court ministers not know what to say, and the war minister, Count Robert, could only walk up and say: "My duke, he is the king of knights, and he is qualified to appear in the whole of Brittany. Anywhere in Asia, it's the king's power, and we're not qualified to stop it."

"But how can he bring the army?" Duke Taubote was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he was indeed overreacting. He had no right to object to the appearance of the king's love.

"Your Majesty, according to the information, our King of Knights only brought a small group of old guards, less than a hundred people." Count Robert said embarrassedly: "This... can't be considered an army, the king should have guards."

According to Surya's information, the Duke of Taubert himself is a humble, kind, old-fashioned nobleman who listens to his opinions. Hearing what his war minister, Earl Robert, said, the Duke opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. .

So he turned his attention to his home secretary, Baron Edward: "Edward, I ask you a question as the heir of the blood of the first Holy Grail Knight Corduin, the heir to the throne of Le-Angouran, please ask me a question. Be honest, okay?"

"Please speak bluntly, the Duke." Baron Edward could only nod his head when he said this.

"How many people within us support my voice this time?" Duke Taubote frowned, he leaned out from behind his desk, and asked with a very serious expression: "How many people support our cause? "

"Almost 90% of the nobles directly under you support you, my duke." Eduardo's words gave Duke Taubote a reassurance: "According to the opinions sent back by the attendants and messengers, at least 75% of the knights and nobles in the entire duchy. They all support you, and they do not agree with the decision of the King of Knights to abolish the privileges of the nobles, and they are even more opposed to the appointment of a governor."

"That's good, that's good, it's good that everyone supports me." Duke Taubote actually had doubts about his influence, because Ryan's achievements over the years were really too brilliant, but obviously, When it comes to their own interests, these old-fashioned nobles are still on their side, which is okay. The Duke is relieved, and he immediately takes the map: "Where is our King of Knights now?"

"He is already close to Lesaffrey. Baron Otero of Lesaffrey is a neutral. We can hardly guarantee that he will be willing to come out and face the king." Count Robert pointed to the map: "But there is good news, that It is the old Count of Clément, west of Lesaffrey, who is our staunch supporter."

"The key question is, my duke, what are you going to do?" said Baron Edward. "How shall we treat the King of Knights and his queen? Should... consider the use of force?"

Duke Tauber hesitated.

As an old-fashioned conservative aristocrat, Duke Taubote of course dislikes many of Lane's actions, including vigorously promoting free people, including depriving and restricting the privileges of aristocrats, including withdrawing judicial power to form a circuit court, including actually forming an old man out of mud legs. Guards, including the appointment of governors.

But as a Brittanian, Duke Taubote also admires Ryan's brilliant deeds. He leads the knights from victory to victory, from glory to glory. The changes in the kingdom of knights over the years are empathetic. Ryan has not Force was used first, and Duke Taubote was reluctant to use force.

After hesitating again and again, the Duke of Taubert shook his head, and the Duke said in a muffled voice: "Order, don't use force unless it is absolutely necessary. To expel our King of Knights from the territory of the duchy, we have nothing to bargain with him, he will either accept or refuse!"

"Yes!"

…………I am a Breton and don’t hit the dividing line of Breton…………

"Long live the king! Long live the king!"

Baron Otero of Lesaffre watched all this happening in front of him with dull eyes.

Baron Otero was ecstatic when he heard that the Knight King Ryan and his queen Surya brought less than a hundred old guards and hundreds of serf militia towards their fief.

He immediately ordered to gather his own personal guards and knight attendants to gather immediately and get ready.

However, when Baron Otero had just gathered his 100-odd bodyguards and knight attendants, the gate of the town over there was already opened!

"Long live the king! Long live the king!" The town defenders and civilians rushed into the streets, gathered and chanted Long live the king, and the townspeople scrambled to squeeze on both sides of the road.

Farmers, yeomen, merchants, artisans, shopkeepers, freedmen's artisans, and the sergeants and serfs who went into the city to buy things gathered.

"It's him! It's him! It's our king and queen of knights!"

"He's here! Long live His Majesty Ryan! Long live Queen Surya!"

"Long live the king! Long live the king!"

Ryan and Suria smiled and waved at the town's residents and soldiers, and their every move was able to cause people to cry and cheer.

Without any precautions, and without the slightest concern, the defenders had already opened the city gate the moment they saw Ryan appearing, and everyone burst into tears, and many freemen and veterans who had participated in the Great Expedition had already shed Tears.

This is our king! Be our King of Glory! The king who has created countless miracles and victories in Leonassai, Blackrock Stronghold, Eight Peaks, Empire and Kislev!

"Long live the king!" Thousands of civilians raised their arms and shouted, the fiery sound wave after wave, the deafening and hoarse sound ran down the street, and came directly towards the baron's castle in the center of the town with a gust of wind and waves.

There is no resistance, no hesitation, and even no neutrals.

Baron Otero was stunned. He never imagined that his own people, his army, and his town would fall directly in front of Ryan.

Now that his baron's castle is surrounded by thousands of his own people, now Baron Otero finds himself helpless, and to make matters worse, even the many old guards and those young knights in the castle, look at The baron's eyes became strange.

Then there is only one answer! Baron Otero resolutely pulled down his cloak, threw the three-cornered hat with colorful kite feathers on the ground, rushed in front of Ryan, knelt down on his knees, and slipped and knelt out three times on the grass at the entrance of the Baron's castle. How long is the meter.

I will give my allegiance to the king!

"Long live the king!" The baron's roar detonated the entire baron's castle, his personal guards and those young knights and squires saw the baron's actions, no longer hesitated, and knelt down and cheered together.

"Long live the king! Long live the king!"

There was no fighting, no negotiation, and even Ryan didn't say a word to persuade him to surrender.

The army defected, the civilians embraced, the nobles surrendered, and the castle was replaced with a tricolor flag and a banner with a sword and iris emblem in the book.

The king's army grew like a snowball.

"Is this... Your Majesty's prestige? Miss." Sylvia looked at the scene in front of her. She saw the veterans put on their military uniforms, took out weapons from their homes, and volunteered to form a system. Freedmen They generously took out food and gold coins from their homes, shopkeepers opened their own warehouses to supply military supplies, and the yeoman farmers even mobilized their entire families to carry things on their backs just for His Majesty the King of Knights to follow them.

Sylvia felt very incredible, and the head maid could only turn to Suria.

"These people are either veterans who retired after the Great Crusade, or free people who had the opportunity to break away from serf status by relying on Ryan's reforms." Suria nodded slightly, the female knight's face was full of pride and pride, she tried her best to let Don't look too complacent: "They all know who really cares about them, loves them, and everything they have now comes from Ryan."

This is Surya's plan for Ryan to fundamentally disintegrate the dominance of the old knights and nobles.

What kind of knight is a knight without a horse? No nobles supported by serfs, what kind of nobles?

However, many nobles do not realize this at all. They always feel that they are born noble and are born to be superiors.

And this is exactly the suggestion given by Surya, how to completely crack the key to the conservative nobles headed by Duke Taubote!

Have you ever heard the voice of the people?

"Dengdengdeng~"

"Urgent news! Urgent news, my Count, that... that dictatorial tyrant has passed through Lesaffre!"

On the west side of the town of Lesaffrey, the Earl of Clement, the Castle of the Earl of Clement.

The messenger hurriedly delivered the message to the old Count Clement.

"Waste!" The old Count Clement was still planning how to add bricks and tiles to his castle, and by the way, he imported some elf carpets. There were already merchants from Marienburg who came to provide guarantees, but this news came!

What does the king want to do?

Could it be that he intends to violate the covenant at the time of the founding of the nation?

Doesn't he know that my vassal's vassal is not my vassal?

Old Count Clement's hands trembled wildly. The old Count had self-awareness. He circled the room twice, finally sat down, and handed the letter to the attendant: "Go, go and call Baldwin over."

"Sir Baldwin? Your son?" The squire was astonished. "But have you not ordered him to come to the castle?"

"That's normal!" roared old Count Clement Clement. "Now, that dictatorial tyrant is about to come to my domain, and the lady knows what he will do to me and my family! Call Baldwin quickly. ,immediately!"

"Yes!" The attendant rushed out of the room in a hurry, found a horse from the stable, and walked away.

Three hours later, with the Knight's Cross in his hands, Ser Baldwin strode into the room fully armed, with a serious expression on Baldwin's face, he respectfully walked to his father under the guidance of his squire, Bow respectfully: "Father, are you looking for me?"

"I'm here to call you the Count!" Old Count Clement Clement waved his hand in annoyance and handed the letter to Baldwin: "See for yourself!"

Baldwin took the letter, and the Kingdom Knight was quickly shocked by the content: "What? Your Majesty is less than thirty kilometers away from here?"

"He's coming for us, Baldwin." Old Count Clement Clement sat in a chair, his hand covered with gemstone rings gently rubbing his precious amber cane: "Do you understand what I mean? Baldwin, He's coming for us!"

"I don't understand, maybe His Majesty is just visiting everywhere." Baldwin took the letter and confirmed it again. The Kingdom Knight was still trying to explain to his father: "He often visits..."

"He's a tyrant! Baldwin! A tyrant!" the old earl interrupted rudely Baldwin, his face angry: "What will he do but make things worse? Look, look, he is now Surrounded by the mud-legs, he called them old guards, he knighted the filthy mud-legs, he let the stray dogs climb up his master's dining room, and he made those disgusting men all day long The circuit judge haunts my territory! I know what he is going to do, he is going to dig the foundation of our knight aristocracy, and he has abandoned the knight covenant when the country was founded!"

Baldwin was silent, the expression on the kingdom knight's face was very tangled.

Seeing his son seemed to be hesitating, the old earl continued: "My son, you must know very well what the price will be if we do not oppose him. Our Clement family has a glorious history of thousands of years. You are willing to watch it. Is this chair replaced by a mud leg? Would you like to watch your relatives get kicked out of the castle one day?"

"It's ours, all of this is ours, isn't there the noble blood of the Holy Grail in our blood? Isn't our family accumulation for thousands of years not comparable to the years of battles of those mud-legged men?" Father? Educating the son: "This is what we deserve. Now that tyrant is going to take all this away. I know you love him, but you have to understand, who are you?! You are a noble, a knight noble!"

"I am your son, a member of the Clement family, father." Baldwin hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded solemnly: "I will...for the family."

He looked terribly distressed and a tough decision.

"Very good, very good." A smile finally appeared on the old earl's face, he nodded happily, reached out and patted Baldwin's shoulder: "Then I'll leave it to you, I will hand over the command of the army to You, you take them, and tell the knight king, he and his queen are not welcome here, the Count of Clements, let them go back! If they don't go, drive them away!"

"Yes!" Baldwin finally nodded~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Holding his helmet, he strode out of the room.

The entire castle entered a wartime state in an instant, all the troops were urgently assembled, the soldiers, knights, and many guards were gathered, and even the veterans who had served were all temporarily summoned by Baldwin. In one day, most of the standing army and all the knights and knight retinues that could come were gathered.

In this way, on the second day after Lane entered the Clement Earl, in the warm autumn sun and a golden wheat field, the knight king and the knight queen held hands, it was like an outing.

The king and queen were followed by a group of old guards, then a large group of free people's army, and Baron Otero and his personal guards. Compared with Ryan's leisurely walks, these people were obviously particularly nervous.

Too quiet.

"It's a little different from the earl's style." Ryan took Suria's little hand and said with a smile, "I thought they would come out with great fanfare to intercept me."

"Yes, I know them." Surya looked at the distant scenery, and the female knight's face was a little cautious: "They will never sit idly by."

Sure enough, as soon as Surya's voice fell, a large group of troops appeared on the hillside in the distance. Teams of sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, and archers lined up under the chants of the knights. The sergeants wore breastplates and leather armor, and helmets were lined up in rows, and then several groups of knights held high the coat of arms of the Clement family, fluttering slowly in the autumn wind, in the more knights. Under the open road, he entered the wilderness.

It is temporarily impossible to judge how many people there are, but from the number alone, there are at least two or three thousand people.

It was the army of Count Clement Clement's family, and Suria had already recognized the other party's identity from the family coat of arms.

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