Proof of the Sun King

After the words were handed over, there was still no response from the high-precision side. Ryan waited for another day. The war council was still in full swing. Lothern was as good as before.

Little Thorgreen-Iron Hammer sent someone to report to Ryan that the ironclad ship has been repaired and can be used. Among them, the dwarf fire gun bullets and helicopter fuel, and the ironclad ship fuel have been almost replenished, except for the cannonball, especially the triple Things like shells for naval guns can't be produced here.

In the previous naval battle, almost half of the shells of the ironclad ships had been used up, and the rest could only be used sparingly.

Ryan has nothing to do but wait at this time. It should be emphasized here that the concept of time of elves is very different from that of human beings. Waiting one or two months for one thing may be very procrastinating for human beings. It's nothing at all.

Don't know what we're talking about? Just plan again, think about it again.

Ryan expressed satisfaction on the surface after checking the situation of the ironclad and the training of the old guards during this period of time, but the king of knights kept his hand. The next night, Ryan and his queen Surya were ready to go again. Make a surprise check on the condition of the Old Guard.

At night, Lothern is like spring all year round, and the refreshing sea breeze blows through the garden of the villa, where Ryan and Surya set off.

Today, Surya wore an Osuan Arion dark blue diamond princess sparkling dress with ultra-thin gray velvet soft pantyhose. It was beautiful and beautiful. She held Ryan's arm and said with great interest: "Guess, dear, when will the dog-skin plaster arrive?"

"I guess soon... Huh?" Ryan looked at the bright moonlight above the dark blue sky, but the knight king looked up and found that standing at the door of the villa was another elf noble.

This elf aristocrat looks a lot like Minister Shire, but he looks more haggard, and his spirit is not very good. He has long wavy gray-white hair that is parted in the middle, showing a big forehead. What is more remarkable is that he also Leaning on a cane, his clothes are not very neat. Although it is not shabby, it always has a shabby taste. When he saw Ryan and Suria appear, he hurriedly saluted: "Your Majesty, Queen, Good evening, I am in charge today."

"Who are you?" Ryan thought about how he had changed someone: "Where's Arsena? I'm really not used to seeing him."

"I'm De Talleyrand Maurice Bennister." The elf noble smiled a little embarrassedly: "It's the cousin of the former Minister of Charr... if he admits it."

"Admit?" Ryan asked with interest, "Can you tell me about you?"

"I am an illegitimate child. I was born accidentally after a birth party about 120 years ago. I don't know who my father is." The elf noble said everything about himself as a bachelor: "I was born in Charis. ...In everyone's eyes, it's the home of a lowly hillbilly. When I was a child, my mother grew up in Charis' manor. I accidentally fell off a high stool and became disabled. When I grew up, she asked me to come to Lorther. En defected to his relatives, that's all."

"Then why did you come here?" Ryan only felt that the high-level elf in front of him did not have any arrogance, and he was frank and enthusiastic. The King of Knights was also happy to say a few more words: "Where's Arsena?"

"Mr. Arsena has something to do, oh, if you don't dislike it, please call me De Talleyrand directly, I'm only 120 years old this year, and I'm a lot younger than you in terms of Asul. The high-elf noble lost a smile. He didn't put on the peculiar air of high elves. He seemed sincere and even a little flattering: "Where are we going, I will accompany your majesty and the queen, just don't go too fast, I may Can't keep up."

"De Talleyrand?" Ryan thought to himself that this name sounds familiar to me, but he didn't think too much about it. The high-quality noble's attitude is very good, which has caused him to be despised by high-quality elites and all kinds of yin and yang for a period of time. Ryan and Suria both felt that it was the same as gaining the right to breathe, and their perception of him could not help but improve. This is probably the feeling of pulling a big man out of a scumbag.

In this way, De Talleyrand became the new guide. According to him, Arsene took two days off because he had to count his family's trade bills and imported goods. Arsena's family was originally a family that produced a lot of Lothern seaguards. , but they now rely on business and ocean-going trade as their main source of wealth, and the number of family children serving has been decreasing day by day.

Leaning on crutches, De Talleyrand limped one step at a time and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty, I'm not a person qualified to know more. If I use the current situation as an analogy, Mr. Arsena is responsible for The client's department manager, and I'm just a servant in charge of serving dishes. In Ulthuan, especially in Lothern, your birth determines whether you are the one to serve or the one to be served, and I am The person who serves the plate will also be in the future, and the biggest hope in my life is to serve the plate for an elf prince."

Ryan was a little sad when he heard the words.

Are the high elves really free and democratic? Not really.

In addition to the contempt of elves for humans and dwarves, the high elves actually have a chain of contempt for themselves. The inner kingdom despises the outer kingdom, the noble bloodline despise the ordinary bloodline, the city despises the countryside, the caster despises the ordinary person... and so on, A chain of contempt with more than a dozen rings, from top to bottom.

And this De Talleyrand is an elf at the bottom of the chain of contempt. He is a hillbilly Charis in the Outer Ring Kingdom. He is also a farmer, weak, and lame, so he is at the bottom of the chain of contempt. In the lower part, if he hadn't had a reliable distant relative, he wouldn't have come to Lothern.

"What's the current situation in the Kingdom of Charis?" On the way to the alien settlement, Ryan chatted with Mr. Talleyrand with great interest, and De Talleyrand was a little flattered by the attitude of the King of Knights. He didn't understand why the King of Knights disliked the learned Arsene so much, but liked to talk to himself.

"Not so good, Your Majesty." Talleyrand leaned on crutches, he thought for a while, but decided to answer truthfully: "Charis is an empty and forested kingdom, primitive and backward, and that's why everyone thinks Charlie is Si is a place where a group of country bumpkins live, but now, Charis has become the only way for the dark elves to invade. Because of the war and backwardness, the population there is getting smaller and smaller, leaving behind countless deserted lands, many ancient and The towns and manors full of history are empty, many gardens and theatres have not been opened for hundreds of years, and there are many castles for defense against the dark elves, but most of them are not adequately garrisoned."

"How can it decline so much?" Suria frowned.

"In order to protect the safety of the Phoenix King, Charis' most elite white lion guards have all been transferred to Lothern, and those who have a way to leave have left. My mother didn't like my lame son since he was a child. So here I am." Talleyrand said as much as he could, "That's all."

"Since the population is small, why don't you have more children?" Surya asked casually, the queen did not understand the ultra-low fertility rate of high precision.

"For my mother, there are many things to do in a long life. Usually, singing and singing with flowers is far more relaxing and comfortable than raising a child. With one more child, there is a heavy burden and burden. In Osuan, Raising a good offspring is expensive." Talleyrand shrugged, his face full of self-deprecation: "I am grateful to my mother for bringing me into this world, but I have been fostered since I was born, and I am now seeing my mother. No more than a hundred times, I can't force my mother to see me more, I can only be myself, and she doesn't like a lame son."

High-quality peaceful and welfare society! It is really fundamentally different from dark elites. For dark elites, multiple populations have more combat power, and for high elites, multiple populations have multiple burdens.

Ryan closed his eyes and shook his head. The Knight King didn't say anything else, but motioned for Talleyrand to follow.

So Sanguinius' words brought Ryan even greater inspiration.

There is a limit to power and manpower. No matter how powerful the high elves' court conspiracy is, it is nothing more than dividing the whole cake infinitely and eating it as cleanly as possible, but whether it should decline or decline, no matter how powerful the power is, it can change the population. What? Can you make money? No money is no money, and no one is no one.

Ryan understands better why he chose Finnuba, a navigator, to be the Phoenix King, because only he can make the cake bigger and pull the elite out of the quagmire. It's that simple.

About thirty minutes later, Ryan came to the old guard station in the alien activity area. The knight king deliberately wanted to find out what the old guard was doing. After thinking about it, he took out a few gold coins and handed them over. To Talleyrand: "Do me a favor, go and tell the guard that you want to go in and visit. If the other party doesn't agree, then take the money and ask the other party to make it easier."

"Okay!" De Talleyrand didn't think much, he directly took the money from Ryan's hand and limped over there.

By the way, Ryan also looked at the prosperous streets nearby. The lights here are bright, and the soldiers of the Old Guard and the Ash Legion are also active outside, but most of them are officers and soldiers who go out to buy supplies, eat and drink. .

Lane noticed that two old guards were blushing from drinking. They had just come out of the alley deep in the street corner. They came out to tidy up their clothes, and then planned to return to the station with contented faces. Deep in the alley, there were two Well-dressed women sent them out, and it was obvious what these two guys had just done.

"These guys!" Ryan frowned, and he said to Suria, "How can..."

"Darling, not every soldier came out with his wife and maid like you." Sulia's Qian Qianyu pointed to Ryan's eyebrows: "It's been out for several months, please be considerate of them, okay? You? Might as well ask, are they on vacation? If they are on vacation, that's fine."

Lane stipulated that the old guards would be stationed outside and be given one day off for ten days.

"Okay!" Ryan thought to himself, he shook his head mockingly, then his face became firm again, strode forward, and stopped in front of the two old guards: "You, what camp?"

"We? Ah? Who are you?" The two old guards had been drinking a little too much, and they were quite upset to see someone stop them, but when they saw that it was Ryan, they were so frightened that they immediately sobered up, and they immediately knelt down: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty!?"

"Which battalion?" Ryan said sharply.

"Long... from the halberd camp." The two old guards lowered their heads and said timidly.

"Why did you come here?" Ryan asked.

"Today's vacation." One of the tall men said with some trepidation: "It's finally our turn, so we discussed, come out for a drink, and by the way...that."

Hearing that they were on vacation, Ryan's face looked much better, and the king of knights nodded: "Okay, get up."

"Yes." The two old guards quickly stood up. They were completely awake after being frightened. Thinking of this kind of thing being bumped into by the king, they blushed and bowed their heads in embarrassment: "Your Majesty, the queen."

"Where's the battalion commander of your Long Halberd Battalion, Raymond?" Ryan asked casually.

"The battalion commander Raymond is reading military books in the garrison. There are a lot of translated elves military books for sale here. The battalion commander recently read those books in addition to training." The tall man then replied.

"Do you usually leave the station?" Suria's tone was much gentler.

"Who dares to say that, up to Sir Bertrand and Sir Davout, down to every officer, they only leave the station when they are on vacation and when they have something to do. Everyone has an early call and a late call every day. The military order is strict, we It is from this afternoon to tomorrow afternoon, so there is no need to call names this evening and tomorrow morning, but tomorrow night is to call for names." The tall man lowered his head and said forcefully: "Your Majesty, we are all serfs, if not His Majesty discovered us and gave us our present glory and status, and we still don't know where to farm!"

"That Thomas engineer is the younger brother of the battalion commander Raymond, and he will only come to see him on the day when the battalion commander is on vacation, have a meal together, and go shopping." The short man also said: "We are the glorious old man. Guards, we will always fight for the king and the kingdom, Your Majesty, please trust us!"

"Well~" Ryan is satisfied now. The old guards under his command already have their own military souls. In addition to the salary and the hope of promotion, national pride and national glory also inspire these elites: " very good."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty~" At this time, Talleyrand also leaned on crutches and panted as he approached, and the high elves panted: "Guard, don't let me in if you say anything~ huh~ ha~ They said, even if it is the Phoenix Royal Court faction It doesn't come either."

"Very well, let's go, let's go in." Ryan motioned for everyone to follow him and walked to the gate of the station, and the black muzzles of five Seiko long-barreled firearms produced by Nuer were aimed at them: "Who... my Your Majesty~www.wuxiaspot.com~my queen?!"

"Are Bertrand and Davout there?" Ryan nodded, and he still had to be vigilant.

"The commander and deputy commander are here, they are looking at the map."

Ryan couldn't help smiling when he heard the words. Since he became Tar's God's Choice, Bertrand's waist was stiff and he was full of confidence. He would no longer be envious and hostile to Davout as before. I don't know. Why he was chosen by Tarr, but this is a good thing for Ryan, because Tarr doesn't care about the human world at all, and naturally it is impossible to give Bertrand any strange oracles.

The moment the King of Knights and the Queen were about to go in and take a look, a bell rang suddenly from the direction of Lothern City.

"Boom~~boom~~boom~~~"

"Boom~~~~"

Ryan and Suria were okay. Talleyrand, who was standing on the side, changed dramatically. He hurriedly said to Ryan and others, "No, Your Majesty, Queen, this bell is..."

"What is this bell?" Suria asked immediately.

"This bell is the bell of the gathering of troops!" Talleyrand slammed the ground with his cane: "This is the bell of the War Council gathering the army, which can only mean one thing, that is the war lord Tyrion Your Excellency is gathering troops!"

"But we haven't got the war council's strategy... ah!" Surya reacted immediately.

"Damn it!" Ryan stomped his feet hard, and the king's face was full of anger and helplessness: "I keep urging and urging, the War Council is just procrastinating, procrastinating, has something happened now?"

"Call everyone and enter the combat readiness stage!" Ryan immediately shouted at the guard without any hesitation.

The old guards responded loudly and rushed into the garrison to gather a large army.

"Yes!"

The enemy has hit the door!