Proof of the Sun King

PS: Happy birthday.

"Prepare to fight, prepare to fight!" Raymond rushed up first, the old guard officer stopped in front of Ryan and Suria, he first loaded his musket, and then loudly ordered the old guard The guards were lined up, and these elites in a hundred battles were lined up in two rows with artistic smooth movements. The battalion commander shouted to Ryan: "Please, Your Majesty, and Madam, wait here now, let me have a good talk with these guys!"

"How to talk? Raymond, you just talk with your weapons like this?" Ryan glanced at Raymond, raised his mouth, and shook his head: "Soldiers, put away your weapons!"

The loyal old guards immediately obeyed the order. They put away their weapons and lined up in two rows without saying a word. Even in the face of an army of two or three thousand people, these veterans did not change their faces.

Even in the face of at least 3,000 enemy troops, even in the face of a knight army that is far more numerous than himself, even if they know that they will not get backup, but as Ryan's most loyal soldiers, every old guard was born humble, experienced Hundreds of battles.

"I assure you, Your Majesty, that you will never see the back of our defeat."

——Old Guard Sergeant Major, veteran veteran, legendary powerhouse Rothier in his 23rd year of service for Ryan

"Damn, a bunch of traitors, sonoftheb..." Raymond was very aggrieved. The battalion commander had already loaded his handgun, but now he can't take it up, and he can't put it down, and Ryan also ordered Putting away the weapon, Raymond stood there for a long time, and finally he could only bow his head and curse.

"What are you talking about?" Ryan said with a smile.

"No...nothing." Raymond suddenly realized that the three women around Ryan were looking at him, and he quickly shook his head in embarrassment.

Sulia still maintained the demeanor of the palace and the graceful bearing. She didn't seem to understand what Raymond was saying, and Sylvia behind her was glaring at Raymond, as if she only needed to hear this. Kind words will cause her instinctive opposition and displeasure.

Only Olika seemed to find it very interesting, and the amber eyes of the dark elf rolled around, as if thinking about something new again.

"I recognize their flag, the white cross on a yellow background, and the coat of arms of the blue sea monster Spout family. It is the army of the Earl of Clements. The commander is Sir Baldwin, and the lieutenant is Sir Leonard." With Ryan's hand, the female knight said very cautiously: "It seems that the old Count Clement is very vigilant against us, and he even dispatched his entire army for this."

"The Duchy of Le-Angouran and the Duchy of Connet have always been the stronghold of conservative factions." Ryan remained calm, but the King of Knights knew that the scene in front of him had exceeded his expectations. It was only when Angouran was in that he encountered resistance of this scale.

However, when he thought of the sentence "My vassal's vassal is not my vassal", Ryan was relieved. Yes, the old Count Clement is not his own, so why should he obey his own orders and get out of the way? - Angourang's way?

The advantages of the encapsulation system have been mentioned many times before, but what about the disadvantages?

It is very simple, there are three main points, the first is the appallingly low administrative efficiency (one layer manages one layer, and cannot be directly managed after one layer is separated), and the second is the garbage-like financial ability and mobilization ability. , and the third is that independence and separatism have grown over time.

So Lane had to wrest a lot of power from these enfeoffed nobles, and no matter how tiresome and flawed the bureaucracy was, it was undoubtedly far more advanced than the enfeoffed system.

However, in order to implement a bureaucratic system, there must be a premise, that is, there must be a set of well-trained bureaucratic teams to cooperate. These bureaucrats must be able to read and hyphenate words and be able to conduct well-trained administration, and this is very difficult when Ryan first arrived in the Knights Kingdom—— As we all know, there are only about three factions of people who can read and hyphenate, and can train well-trained administration - nobles, churches, wizards.

Cultivating a group of such people is not something that can be accomplished in a day or two.

Therefore, to put it simply, once productivity has increased and education has become more popular, it is convenient for bureaucrats to completely replace the aristocracy, and this painful step cannot be taken at all - the external military pressure is too great, and it is necessary to maintain sufficient military strength and Sufficient resources are tilted, so the military aristocratic group has always been the protagonist. The knight kingdom is like this, the empire on the opposite side of the mountain is like this, and even the emperor's human empire is like this. The bureaucratization of aristocratic clans is the best choice at present.

Knight King Ryan narrowed his eyes and looked at the army of Count Clements surrounded from both sides. The king stretched out his hand and signaled the old guards to wait in place, signaled to Suria and Orika to stop, and signaled everyone to stop. down.

He will test whether everything he has done for the old world, for mankind, for order, and for the kingdom of knights for more than 20 years is worth it. He will test his prestige. If this is a test, then Ryan has arrived. It's time for results.

In the eyes of everyone, the king of knights walked towards more than twenty platoons of infantry, two teams of knights and five teams of knights, sixteen artillery pieces and three mobile trebuchets. Serious and firm.

Ryan, who was wearing a red and blue golden lion king's dress, without a crown, and a gold cup cape on a white background behind him, walked towards the army of more than 3,000 people step by step without any hesitation.

Not far away, Sir Baldwin, holding a knight's sword in his hand, noticed that the soldiers were shaking, and their formation became a little scattered. Many soldiers couldn't help but want to step back, while more soldiers and knights bowed their heads. He dared not look directly into the eyes of the King of Knights.

The lightning and flames of judgment and torture radiated from those eyes.

Before Baldwin could give the order, the knights under his command had already begun to shout loudly. After all, they were all the backbone of the knights under the old Count Clement, and Baldwin was just the appointed commander. They drew out their long swords and raised their lances: "Soldiers! Take orders! Advance, raise arms, and drive these people from our lands! If there is any resistance, shoot them!"

"Go forward!" The voices of the knights spread far, far in the field.

However, the whole army seemed to be under a spell. All the soldiers looked at the king of knights, Ryan, who was walking slowly step by step. No one moved. Everyone, look at me, I look at you, and his face full of doubts.

Some veterans even put down their weapons and showed angry expressions at the knights who gave orders.

"Those who do not obey the order will face the most serious trial, and they will be hanged immediately in the name of treason!" The knights under the old Count Clement Clement then shouted: "You lowly dogs! You will pay for your cowardice!"

The army remained motionless, the serf infantry, the freedmen sergeants, and the gunners who had been brought in from the empire with a lot of money refused to carry out the orders of the knights, and even the knights turned a blind eye to the orders of the knights.

Likewise, on the opposite side of the field, the Old Guard and the Freedmen's army, including Baron Otero's Guard, did not move.

Between the sky and the earth, only Ryan and Suria, who was following behind him, were left, and there was the sound of the waterwheel not far away.

Everything was stagnant like mud that couldn't be dissolved, and people's hearts were held tightly. Sylvia couldn't help but pursed her mouth, and stared at her with Olika. behind Ryan.

Suria, who was half a step behind Ryan, couldn't help showing a stern expression.

You can do it, Ryan, my husband, you can do it.

No matter where it is, I, Surya, will face you together, because we are husband and wife!

Surya reached out and held Ryan's big hand, which was covered in sweat.

Step by step, Ryan walked into the range of the artillery, into the range of the musket, and even into the range of the serf archers. The king of knights looked at the ranks of soldiers and looked at their faces sweat, and hesitant expression.

They are subjects, and they are physically attached to the nobility.

They ate the earl's grain and received the earl's reward. The serfs were even born as the earl's man and died as the earl's ghost.

He could feel the hesitation in their hearts, and Ryan was chipping away at their millennia-old foundation.

But if this is not done, how can a new era come?

Surya's little hand gave Ryan confidence and strength, and the Knights Dynasty shouted to everyone: "The knights, soldiers of Le-Angoulan, the people of Brittany! Do you recognize me? I am the king, your king of knights Ryan Malcador!"

The whole place was silent, and the air became thin.

Ryan then gently pulled Suria up: "This is my queen, Suria! Your knight queen."

Su Liya stood proudly in front of everyone, raised her head and held her chest out, showing off her noble temperament and proud figure.

"Who among you wants to kill his king and queen?" Ryan stepped forward again, and he couldn't help laughing at himself: "We are here, you can do it now."

Looking at the king and queen of knights who opened their arms and trusted themselves without reservation, even those conservative knights couldn't help lowering their originally high heads on their horses. They opened their mouths, only feeling their noses. A hot.

He is the king, our king! He is the king who brought countless miracles and victories to Brittany, and made the whole kingdom go to glory again, to another peak!

The Serf Infantry Regiment and the Free People's Soldiers shook their positions, and everyone put down their weapons subconsciously, hesitating and suffering.

Finally, a veteran who had participated in the Great Crusade of Eight Peaks and the Great Crusade of Motkin's Invasion, and now Sir Floss, the garrison commander of Count Clement Castle, was the first to throw his weapon on the ground. He raised his arms and roared. Said: "Soldiers, our king is here, what are you waiting for? Long live the king!"

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

Rush like a tidal wave, roar like lightning, and rage like a gust of wind.

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

There were cheers left on the field, the entire army shattered, disintegrated automatically, turned into sea sand, and flocked to their king!

The former comrades in arms embraced, and the compatriots during the Great Crusade embraced enthusiastically. On the wilderness of Clement, the flames that symbolize the glory of mankind are burning fiercely.

A single spark can start a prairie fire.

The old guard and the freemen welcomed their fellow men with open arms, and the men screamed, cheered, shouted long live the king, sang hymns, sang their king and queen, and the veterans sang together : "His Majesty has entrusted us with trust, and we must not be ashamed of His Majesty's expectations."

The knights under Count Clement didn't know what to do at this time. They watched their army turn their backs in a panic, and even most of the knights and squires couldn't help but join the ranks of the rebels. Reina Sir De trotted his horse and came to Baldwin's side: "My Sir, you...you are the commander of this army, what should we do? You can make up your mind whether to escape...or..."

"Do you still need an answer? Leonard?" Baldwin rolled over and dismounted.

"Yeah, yeah!" The serfs and freedmen were pleasantly surprised to find that their commander-in-chief did not escape. With the help of his attendants, Sir Baldwin strode towards Ryan.

When the knights saw this scene, they understood Baldwin's choice, and they dismounted collectively and surrendered.

Surrounded by cheers and praises, Ryan burst into laughter and shouted at Baldwin: "Hey, Baldwin, you're so slow, I remember a few great expeditions where you were on the line and rushed to the front line. ."

"I'm late, Your Majesty, but I hope it's not too late." Baldwin knelt down on one knee and offered his knightly sword to Ryan: "I will lead my army to serve you!"

"Put away your sword, fool." Ryan couldn't stop smiling. He looked at the knights who knelt down and announced their surrender. The king of knights opened his arms: "Without a sword, how can you protect your king and queen?"

Baldwin couldn't help but burst into tears, yeah, this is the lord I want to follow, this is the king of our knightly kingdom, how can those rotten old nobles be compared to our king, only he can make Breeze Tania became even greater: "You are right, Your Majesty, you are right, the castle of Le-Angourin is still a long way from here, please let us follow you to the ends of the earth!"

"Clement's knights and soldiers, regroup and form a three-way column! Turn direction!" Baldwin turned around and gave orders to the soldiers: "Tear up those rags for me! Hold them up to us The red, blue and golden lion banner and the iris banner!"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Raymond held the tricolor flag of the Old Guard tightly in both hands and planted the flag on the ground. A thunderous battle roar resounded throughout the world: "Long live the king!"

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

The cheers on the field have been heard far, far away.

The next day, the gates of the castle of the Count of Clements opened wide, and the army of the King of Knights was stationed here.

The splendid and extravagant Earl's Palace-Rouen Palace opened its gate, and the old Earl of Clément ran away with a small part of his personal property. They took a boat to the sea to take refuge in Marienburg, leaving behind an empty earl's castle. , as well as a large group of civilians and many knight nobles who took the initiative to stay and wait for the arrival of the knight king~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In cheers, the knight king and the knight queen toured the Rouen Palace.

"Your father ran away, Baldwin." Ryan and Suria entered the palace to admire the luxurious decoration of the old Earl of Clément, and the knights smiled at Baldwin: "Don't he know that as a nobleman, if he doesn't stick to his Land, what punishment will I face?"

"Earl he fears your judgment, Your Majesty," said Baldwin calmly. "He fears you as he fears storms and lightning."

"No, he is no longer an earl." Suria looked calm, she looked at Baldwin, reached out and pointed gently: "I, the knight queen Suria announce that starting today, you, Baldwin de Ke Clement, the new Count Clement!"

An indescribable excitement enveloped Baldwin's heart, and he knelt down on the spot: "I would like to die for Your Majesty!"

A new order will come to this land!

"What? Ryan Malcador has taken the Palais Rouen? Thousands of troops surrendered without any resistance?"

Duke Taubote stood up from his seat, and the Duke almost suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Are you saying that again?"

Edward bowed, and the Home Secretary's face was ugly: "Yes, my duke, there was no battle, the old Earl of Clements fled, and Queen Surya declared the defecting Sir Baldwin the new Earl of Clements. "

"How dare she?! How can she bypass me as a duke and appoint an earl in my duchy?!" Duke Taubote was furious, and he shouted outside: "Robert! Get me in!"

"Yes!" Robert, Minister of War, hurried in: "My Duke, what are your orders?"

"Gather all the armies immediately, and be sure to drive the King of Knights and his army out of my principality!"

"clear!"