Proof of the Sun King

The Salvator Ludwig Council Hall is located in the center of the Imperial Palace. At the highest point of the main palace of the palace, the walls of granite and obsidian mined from the Roof of the World Mountains are covered with dozens of coats of arms and murals, which record the history of the Empire. In countless great wars, the broad marble floor is branded with the coat of arms of double-headed eagles, griffins and skull crosses, and eighteen huge columns with golden and silver rings stand in it, topping the council hall. golden dome.

The frescoes on the dome depict those evocative human stories, telling the heroes who died heroically in the history of the empire, and the niches record the birth and death years and history of the heroes as well as their great achievements.

In addition to Charlemagne holding a hammer and showing off his sturdy muscles, the statue of Ludwig the Savior is also located in the center of the council hall, behind the throne of the emperor, using a whole piece of obsidian sculpture. Cheng, six meters tall.

Compared with Charlemagne, who often showed his bravery, Ludwig the Savior was not an emperor who liked to go into battle in person. Although he was also very powerful, the two founding emperors were considered equally great. Xi Duo appeared as a wise and wise ruler and a military strategist in the central army. He was as serious and determined as he had ever been in his life, just silently watching the people who were arguing in the parliament.

Everyone in the parliamentary hall was dressed in fancy clothes, and the robes made of silk and the finest silk cloth draped to the ground, but compared to when the empire was at its peak, most of the seats were empty, and they were even supposed to be seated. The seats of dozens of imperial generals and councillors were also vacant, and now there are only silhouettes of the former glory.

The debate in the council has been going on for a while, and obviously they can't come to any conclusion. As the new chief wizard Greg Matak opened the door with two attendants, all the people inside looked at him. The new Imperial Royal Chief Great Wizard.

Then he seemed to think he was some other unrelated person and continued to chat.

"No one understands Chaos better than I do," said Grand Duke Nord, Elector Theodoric Geisel gruffly. His long green cloak face was covered with snow-white temples like a lion, and his goatee was hanging on his aged and pleated face. Despite his advanced age, he still had the manner of a warrior, and there was no trace of resoluteness in his eyes. weak.

Compared with the other two Electors present, Matak admired Geisel the most, because he was more like a warrior and a general. At this time, the Empire didn't need so many politicians and politicians.

It is a pity that although Geisel has the loudest voice, he is not the one who speaks the loudest.

"Oh? Really? Since you understand chaos so well, why do you look like a lost dog now?" A female voice full of sarcasm and disdain sounded.

After talking about all the electors, Matak hated this woman the most, Emmanuel von Lebowitz-Bernardino, the Grand Duchess of Wiesen, the Duchess of Nuer, the Elector, who wore the Dressed in an incredible silver-gray gown with a gorgeous string of pearls hanging, her blond hair was pulled up high in an incomparably gorgeous lady's hairstyle.

A pair of champagne-colored high-heeled shoes with a thin-heeled skull crystal pattern pattern and a pair of beautiful legs wrapped in smooth and impenetrable black velvet pantyhose were tight, making her slightly delicate figure straight, exuding a noble and elegant atmosphere and a charming atmosphere.

Matak could smell the perfume on her body from a distance of twenty or thirty meters. It was a typical mix of cornflowers and irises, as well as the wood elf lipstick and makeup on her face, which Matak did not know. Why is this 50-year-old elector who is only a legendary junior this year not only without any folds, wrinkles and age spots on his face, but on the contrary, his melon-seed face is as delicate as a cardamom girl, but Matak just hates her.

Especially her aggressive attitude: "Almost there, Geisel, tell me this if you defend Winterfell."

Emmanuel's voice was not loud, but everyone present felt a huge pressure. This pressure did not come from the Duchess of the Empire herself, but from the group of black-clothed and black-armored generals standing behind her.

The six Nuer generals, including Marshal Nuer, stood behind her. The aura they exuded was frightening, and the army in their hands made everyone in the parliament hall fearful. 50,000 Nurs The Er field army is now outside the city, the 500 Blackstone guards, and the 300 Nuer armored army is just outside the gate of the palace. These troops are 50 times larger than the remaining standing army in Brunswick!

Did you see that, we Nuer people are reasoning with you.JPG.

"Okay, Mom, we're discussing things." If there was anyone else who could appease Emmanuel's arrogance, it would undoubtedly be standing behind her, wearing a full Dwarf Seiko Granny Master full-body runeboard. Frederick of A, after experiencing the tempering of blood and fire, Frederick became more and more like a real man and soldier, he motioned his mother to be calm, a maid dressed in black and white. A girl in a beret with short silver-gray hair and a beret was holding his arm.

At last there was someone who made sense, Matak thought. He knew that this guy was the son of the Imperial Countess and the Sun King.

A tiger father has no dog.

The Battle of Noor and the Battle of Porni played very beautifully. Matak read the battle report on the road. He admired Frey's decisiveness, bravery and strategic and tactical level.

"The Nords can't resist the landing of Chaos, because I don't have any military assistance, Middenheim, Tarabeheim, Brunswick, even Noor, while you people are at peace, we are I got all of this in a **** battle with the Yankees." Elector Geisel tried to suppress Emmanuel's voice, but when he saw the generals of Nuer who looked bad, Geisel's voice suddenly fell. Going down, he muttered: "The Nords have paid too much."

Geisel now has only one team of Nord Royal Guards and two teams of Nord Marines, his last army of less than 400 men.

"Don't we Styrians pay enough? We almost helped you to limit the horror of Sylvania by ourselves!"

The speaker was the Archduke and Elector of Steele, Graf-Alberich-Houter-Andersen, an unpretentious army green coat, simple wool sweater, and cowhide military boots, compared to the gorgeously dressed crowd. , he's like a hillbilly.

Unfortunately, the Styr Territory has also fallen. This time, it is not Chaos, but vampires. Vlad, the king of death, believes that in the face of Chaos' attack, it is necessary to "keep the enemy out of the country" and "prioritize the guarantee of Sylvani." "A troop point", so he sent troops to attack the Stillland. Hout-Anderson's Stillland was already poor and difficult, and could not resist Vlad's attack at all, so he could only escape with a small team of attendants. The territory of Steele fell.

However, Vlad did not pursue them, and even ordered Gul and Arkhan, who had surrounded Hout-Anderson to "raise a hand", and Anderson and a few attendants escaped.

"On your own?" Emmanuel repeated: "Are you sure? Then why are you here? Graff?"

Hout-Anderson's complexion immediately turned red, but he knew very well that he couldn't defeat Vlad's undead natural disaster, so he could only be silent. Seeing that the two electors were looking at him, he could only defend weakly in the end. : "It's not that we don't work hard, it's that the enemy is too powerful."

"You look at this statue, look at the statue of the savior and say it again?" Geisel finally found a soft persimmon.

Hout-Anderson no longer speaks. He is not an excellent general. He is just a lord who has worked hard for the well-being of the Styrians all his life.

Greg Matak, the chief wizard of the imperial royal family, looked at all this with interest, and he could feel that everyone's attitude was different.

Geisel thinks he can still come in handy, and he's trying to get his glory back.

Anderson, on the other hand, seized the straw, thinking he might still have a chance.

Emmanuel, this dangerous woman is clearly planning to gain access to the highest power in the Empire, and her army is most likely the last hope of the Empire.

Thinking of this, Matak couldn't help feeling a deep sadness.

There are no heroes, so Shuzi became famous!

Where have all the great names of the Empire gone?

Karl Franz, Heilberg, Schwarzhammer? Down on the northern front, missing, perhaps dead.

Archbishop Vikma? Hans Reitdorf, Grand Master of the Knights Templar?

Missing in Sylvania.

Great Alchemist Geert? Banished and guilty, he can only hide in Solland at present.

Ivan the Griffin Duke? Elector Marius? It is said that they encountered the Beastmen Chapter in the Drakwald Forest and had to reroute.

The arguments of the electors made the scene as noisy as a vegetable market, and a deep sadness rose in Matak's heart. Even at this time, the electors were still fighting for power and profit.

Geisel tried to prove that he was still an excellent general and applied to lead his own army. The military power in troubled times was overwhelming, and Geisel knew that no chaebol at this time could rival a warlord.

Anderson is testing how much food reserves there are in the city, the antiques of prosperous times, the golden food of troubled times, the king of grass heads if there is food and money, he is trying to extend his hand into logistics and reserves, and he is indeed an expert in this area.

The most troublesome is Emmanuel, a woman who clearly recognizes how much energy she has - the 50,000 Nuer field army under her command is too deadly, Matak is worried that she really understands the energy she has, The 50,000 Nuer army is well-equipped, highly trained, high morale and only following her and her son's orders, she just hasn't made up her mind yet.

Finally, Hans Zentler, the head of the Rick Knights, opened his mouth and said: "Everyone, everyone, please be patient, I want to introduce to you, this is the new royal chief wizard of our empire. , Honorable Supreme Dean of the Amber Academy, Greg Matak! Welcome!"

"..." There was sparse applause in the parliament hall.

Geisel muttered: "When will the military and political affairs of the empire be decided by wizards?"

Anderson put on a smile: "Please advise, Your Excellency Mattak, we need your wisdom."

Emmanuel frowned and looked at Matak with a bit of disgust, the Imperial Countess was obviously friendly with Galt: "I don't admit that the chief wizard who was appointed without a duel, anyway... hello, Ma Dean Tucker, what is your opinion?"

"Bairshazer-Gelter is the chief wizard of the royal family, and I am a professional bird-keeper sleeping in a stable." Greg Matak laughed sarcastically: "But now is a special situation. , Ladies and gentlemen, in special circumstances, I just want to get answers on two things from you now, and then you can continue arguing."

"First of all, we must deal with the destruction of Marienburg." Matak insisted: "In any case, our imperial government must give an explanation."

"What are you talking about? The people of Marienburg are all bastards, filthy separatists, imperial worms, refined egoists! They deserve what they deserve!" Has the Marienburg claim.

"But Archduke Valverde insisted that they did their best. They said that they had done their best to resist Chaos and fought until the last to give up the city." Zentler said hesitantly: "They said that Nurgle's army has only one goal, That is to destroy the human world, they say they are iron-blooded capitalists and guardians of the empire, and they demand corresponding treatment."

"The guardian is a chicken neck!" The three electors almost scolded in unison: "Iron-blooded capitalist? Get out!"

"But what to do now?" Someone asked, the imperial court was still in a state of panic.

"A group of trash, without Marienburg, they are nothing. Without Marienburg, the savior's founding ceremony will be completely void." Emmanuel snorted: "I will deal with them, and all private armies will be adapted. , all property will be confiscated, this matter is over, the next one!"

Everyone was envious and jealous. The big moat merchants who escaped from Marienburg were dragging their families with their mouths. There were thousands of carriages, and that was a huge piece of fat!

It is a pity that this group of people also has a large number of elite private troops and mercenaries. No one can go and dare to deal with it except Nuer's army. Everyone can only watch the Nuer people eat this piece of fat.

"Very good, the second thing is that our environment is getting worse, panicked townspeople are starting to flee their impoverished dwellings after piles of filthy weeds have grown around the well overnight. Nest after nest of twisted and tumbling rats burst the gutters, screaming horribly every night, and the city guards never tracked them down, some even claiming the river itself was changing , it's getting thicker and thicker like broth on a stove." Matak went on immediately: "We have to do something!"

"You are the great wizard of the sanctuary of the Beast Department, you don't try to solve it yourself, come to ask us?" Emmanuel sprayed unceremoniously.

"I need your help!"

"We don't understand magic, you should go to the church and the Academy of Light!" Geisel sprayed: "Well, I think our attention must be shifted to the defense of the city now, we need an experienced, often and Yankee generals fighting..."

"You don't even want to command my army, we Nuer will not listen to the orders of the Nords, even if it is one soldier and one soldier!"

"Listen, what we have to do now is to collect the food for the whole city, store it properly, and then..."

The electors were arguing again.

Matak was greatly disappointed by this, and the chief wizard of the royal family wanted to say something else. There were sudden footsteps in the corridor outside. It was obvious that a group of heavily armored soldiers were approaching.

Everyone immediately stopped arguing, and the electors immediately put their hands on the Rune Fangs around their waists.

"Bang!" The door of the parliament hall was kicked open, and Marshal Rick Heilberg appeared at the door of the hall. His face was covered with gauze, and he looked like a Khorne demon. Chief Hans-Zentler, who came up to salute, roared: "Emmanori! Tell your people to get out of the palace for me! Why did you let your Blackstone guards and the Iron Armor gather at the door? Rebellion???!!!"

Emmanuel saw that Heilberg, who should have been killed in battle, actually appeared here, her expression changed slightly, she quickly exchanged a look with her son, Frederick thought for a while and saw his fiancée Noelle shaking his head secretly, so he turned towards him. He gestured to the new Blackstone Guard Commander behind him, General Noor, Alfred von Schlieffen.

"Where's Marius? Where's Todd Bollinger? Where are my generals? Where are the directors of the wizarding colleges? And who is this beggar in dirty clothes?" Heilberg breathed a sigh of relief, and he continued roaring boldly.

"Greg Matak, the new royal chief wizard, the edict of Emperor Karl Franz." Greg Matak pulled out a roll of the emperor's edict that smelled of hay and horse dung from his arms: "Or you Come tell me what I am?"

Heilberg glared at Matak but did not refute.

"Hilberg, what's the situation, what about the emperor? Where's Watten? Where's Schwarzhammer? Why are you back?" Emmanuel asked anxiously, Ryan's little maid was in a state of confusion and bewildered. with an abacus.

Originally, I planned to put Frey in the position in one go, but now it's a bit difficult to do.

"Tooth of Tarr! We lost, I saw the emperor die, Volten, Huss and Schwarzhammer fled east with a little bit of men, if you're lucky... anyway, our enemy is Coming towards Brunswick! We must be glad that the enemy is Nurgle, the speed is very slow, we still have some time, but unfortunately, the scale of the enemy is large and unprecedented!" In the end of everyone's own escape, he brought back more than 1,000 remnants from the north in total, which are the last remaining among the tens of thousands of elites led by Rick.

"Find out any armed forces left in the city, close all gates, and no one is allowed to leave without my permission!"

"Secure the Armory ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Appoint a Chief Quartermaster to ensure that all water and food storage are under his maintenance control! Violators will be killed on the spot!"

"Fly the coat of arms of the Franz family on the top of the palace! Let everyone in the city see it! Find me a substitute for the emperor! Let everyone believe that he has won a great victory and will return to the capital soon. !"

"Immediately issue the order of the King of Diligence, and let Rick lead all the troops to Brunswick! We will face everything here!"

Marshal Rick Heilberg immediately issued a series of orders. Seeing that everyone was still stunned, he pulled out the rune fangs hysterically: "What are you doing, execute ah ah ah ah!!!"

Matak smiled, and the great royal wizard finally had a little solace in his heart. Finally, there was a guy who could decide things, but the chief royal wizard still seized the opportunity and asked, "There is a problem."

"Say!"

"Are we going to ask our allies for support? Like... the Sun King? Dwarves? Elves?"

Everyone subconsciously looked at Emmanuel and Frederick.

These two talents are the key to asking for help from the Knight Kingdom.

"Of course! Please ask now, when is the time? We should seize all hope! The throne of Charlemagne must not fall!" Send it to Ubeselik and Bergenhafen! Let them light the beacon... if it doesn't fall and the roads are clear!"

"Yes!" Emmanuel glanced at her son, seeing that he had no objection and could only reluctantly agree.

Seeing everyone go out, Heilberg finally slumped down on the chair.

There is still hope, there is still hope for the Empire.

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(End of this chapter)