Shaman from Afar

"It seems that you and Loren Turin have not executed the order I gave them."

At the top of the horn castle floating on the ground, the emperor of the fourteenth generation of the empire, Connold I stood by the edge of the protective wall, overlooking the successive campfire camps below:

"I remember that the order I gave was very clear-hold on for a month, and do not allow evacuation before the arrival of the Imperial Army ... it is only twenty days now."

"It's twenty-one!" Brandun, who was angered, snatched out and pointed to the moon above his head with a sneer:

"Look clearly at my majesty the emperor, or is it that sitting in that seat makes you look so bad?"

"21 days ..."

Connold, who looked indifferent, read it word by word, and his eyes without a trace of emotion stared at Brandon: "Listening to your tone, seems to be very proud?"

"Pride, no no no ... I'm not at all-on the contrary, I'm ashamed now." Faced with the emperor's accusations, Brandon shook his head and laughed directly:

"Do you know what I saw on the walls of Eboden? Dear brother ... You can never imagine that I saw an army that was weak and could not help but be almost at peace with elite warriors;"

"I saw that it fell on one touch-really, really fell on one touch. I have been to Ebden once. The defense here is the same as the paper paste-but this is the paper defense. He turned himself into a quagmire, and also dragged the elves; "

"On the twenty-first day, my best friend took the less than 20,000 reinforcements and the 20,000 weak and unstoppable troops, and braved the stormy bombardment of the elf fleet to defend the city and save the lives of tens of thousands of civilians ... I went to myself, and I did n’t fill it with people who can only waste food! "

"As a friend, I arrived on the last day ... I am ashamed."

"It is said that responsibility is matched with ability and power. Work like this savior was before ... shouldn't all be the duty of the DeSalinese family?"

"When will the empire let others save? Why save a hero who is on the verge of extinction? Why should he be scorned and why he is accused of not doing better?"

The words fell, and even Brandon didn't notice that his teeth were clenched, staring at Connold with intense dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"Are you accusing me?"

Connold's eyes were still calm, but the words were cold in his words: "I accused me of being late ... Let your friend, Duke Byrne stand alone for twenty days in a city that is impossible to keep ... one day? "

"Although, this is what he promised long ago?"

"No-as Prince of East Sackland, I am not qualified to blame my emperor, my elder brother ... that would be too disrespectful." Brandon sneered.

"I'm just" begging "Your Majesty, don't let people bleed again, you have to cry in silence-because as far as I know, you are particularly good at doing such things."

Faced with the "bad talk" between his younger brother and his heir, Connord's face could not even find a slight reaction.

In other words, he has been too lazy to bother.

"If that's what you want to say ... worry that I will convict Duke Byrne because of my previous promise, then don't worry, because I won't do that." Connor said in a deep voice:

"I will allow him to return to Byrne with his army and knights to rest, and wait to summon when needed."

Brandon hugged his shoulders, still not reluctantly: "Will it ... or can't it?"

"It makes no difference; besides, you shouldn't care which one it is, right?"

Connor coldly said.

Brandon shrugged his shoulders, an expression of disdain.

Of course he didn't care, but he subconsciously wanted to block his "beloved brother".

Taking advantage of the gap between the two, Connor gave a glance behind him, and the royal guard on the side immediately stepped forward, took a letterhead from the emperor's hand, and leaned his ear against the emperor's side for a moment before he looked solemn. Turn around and leave.

The thoughtful Brandon hugged his arms, intentionally or unintentionally watching the royal guard run wildly and disappear into the night.

"It seems that your army is coming soon." With a snort, Brandon said lazily: "Since this is the case, there should be nothing between me and Loren here."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, our group of idlers will get out immediately, and will never give you a little trouble; nor will you be distracted when you build meritorious service, so as not to disturb the scenery."

As soon as the words fell, Connold looked back suddenly, looking at his brother.

Brandon shuddered at him, but he still refused to stare back.

"I promised to let Loren Turin take his men back to Byrne."

The two pairs of crimson pupils looked at each other calmly, and Connor's calm words carried some power: "But I didn't say ... you can leave, Brandon."

"Why, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean ... isn't the answer obvious enough?" Connor narrowed his eyes and his tone gradually increased:

"You think, why am I here suddenly?"

His Royal Highness froze.

He suddenly remembered that Boe ’s hussars had come to report. It was indeed that he suddenly found an army outpost light cavalry; in other words, Connor ... his elder brother was not in order to be with the cavalry, but was specially dressed Forward.

Why ... why did he appear suddenly—although it did make the civilians and soldiers feel inspired, Brother Connold is not the type that likes to "engage people's hearts", and he really only trusts his army.

So where is the legion?

Brandon's eyes widened, and there was a faint association.

"Hello, it's impossible ..."

"The Empire's 200,000 Legion has not yet been assembled-even if it has already been assembled, it can't be immediately promoted to the battlefield of Ebden." Connold's tone was plain, but it made people feel his words. Anger:

"Behind me, there are only three legions withdrawn from the Jiejie Mountain Fortress, totaling 50,000."

"This ... is the price of reaching an agreement with you and Loren Turin, and of course all the Grand Dukes of the Royal Sword Knights."

Looking at the emperor's pale face, Brandon's expression slightly sank.

He participated in meetings of the Yuqian Cabinet, and of course knew what Connold meant.

To put it simply, the empire ... even if it is the center, it is not the absolute emperor alone; even if this is the case, if the nobles and officials below are dissatisfied with a certain decree, they also have a way to not implement or delay carried out.

After all, no matter what order the emperor issues, the executor will always be them.

This time the battle of Ebden was the best example-Connord had mobilized enough manpower in the shortest time, established a solid and substantial supply line, and even directly mobilized the Royal Guard to send the call order to the Royal Territory and Every village, fortress, and military barracks in East Sackland bypassed the Cabinet and Parliament to recruit legions.

A series of actions seems to be unimpeded, but in fact the hidden dangers have been laid down: from increasing the supply line to the church and the aristocracy, to directly ordering without consulting the cabinet and the council, and then to the Duke of Brandon and Byrne (They can't bear this most) Negotiation compromise ...

Every time, the dissatisfaction of the imperial nobles is increasing.

So they decided to "really" resist and express their dissatisfaction.

Whether they are parliament or cabinet, they cannot prevent the emperor from dispatching the legion; but they are involved in the execution of every order, they can interfere with the soldiers ’salaries, armed forces, and supplies, and they can decide whether the soldiers walk with their luggage to gather, or Act with the carriage or mule.

So a young legionnaire from the East Sacran countryside who was so excited by the Emperor ’s call that he found that he had to walk to a town 10 kilometers away to get the “Settlement Fee”, and then went to the north. Collapsed collar equipment in the passing castle.

Finally, he had to bring his own rations for ten days, and went south with the other seventy-nine unlucky eggs, and went across the Gem River to the military camp to report.

Of course, there are definitely no ships ... so they have two options, either grab one or swim past.

But no matter what, they must arrive on time; otherwise, if the time limit is over, it is military law.

The direct consequence of this series of events is that more than a month has passed, and the army has not completed its assembly; and because of this comprehensive mobilization, the empire is in chaos, starving and freezing, or soldiers lacking transportation equipment become bandit robbers, everywhere Robbing villages and passers-by.

The purpose of the imperial nobles was to stop the emperor from heading north and letting Eboden die.

The reason is also very simple, because Eboden and Duke Byrne, commander of Eboden, are supporters of His Highness Brandon.

Brandon believes that if the emperor decides to support Lotel first, the nobles will definitely complete the assembly at the fastest speed-because the Principality of Lotel is the stronghold of the church, once the authority of the Holy Cross is finished, it will be the most Seriously weakened.

Connold can of course force them to use the death penalty and deprivation of title to force the nobility to obey; but the result is to destroy the last tacit agreement between the two parties and allow their supporters to completely deviate from themselves.

No emperor would personally destroy the foundation of his own rule, and completely destroy the forces and strata supporting him ... that would also push him to a dead end.

Brandon, who had figured these out, twitched his throat and looked up at Connold.

The emperor still looked at him calmly, without saying a word.

"So ... not intentionally?" His Royal Highness opened his mouth, suddenly embarrassed by "misunderstanding each other", his eyes flickered privately: "But, why don't you explain clearly ..."

"Does it make sense?"

Connor said lightly: "I complain to you and complain about how much pressure I have suffered, how much effort I have lost, how many setbacks I have experienced, in exchange for your understanding ... Does it make sense?"

"You said that we are DeSales, rulers of the empire, and saviors-because of these two identities, DeSales was able to stand at the top of the world, in other words ..."

"Because we are at the top, all this is what we have to do; gain sympathy, eager to understand this weak idea ... shouldn't appear on a de Salyon."

"None more, appear on an emperor."

The emperor, the emperor, who didn't change his face, had a bland tone of voice that seemed to be his hometown with his brother.

Instead, Brandon's expression became more complicated.

"... I see." With a slight sigh, some hesitant prince raised his head: "Although I understand, I still have to leave Eboden's civilians and army."

"I promised them, I will take them to a safe place, so that they can live a safe life ... I'm sorry, but I can't say anything."

"Eboden was destroyed, the Azores invaded in large numbers ..." Connor glanced at him: "You're telling me, where is there 'safe' place in the empire?"

"Even so, I have to fulfil my promise-East Sackland and Byrne will always find towns and villages where they can settle down."

Brandon shrugged with a "single stick": "Also ... Aioliite is dead, I have to go to Mount Jufeng and the dragon there to make clear the ins and outs of this matter."

"Of course, if they roast me into coke in a rage, you will never have to worry about the heir's thing!"

"Dragon?"

Connold looked back with his hands folded, looking up at the dim starry sky, his eyes finally showing a bit of complicated emotions.

"The fourteenth generation of the empire ... It was so long that these guardians of the former empire gradually turned into swords hanging over our heads-a little carelessly, it might be scorched everywhere."

Suddenly, Connor, who turned his back to Brandon, made a "sneer" sound, which made Brandon "chuck" and feel furry.

This may be the first time he heard the "laughter" of the elder brother, but the result was more horrifying than the dragon's roar!

"Since this is the case ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Then you go. If necessary, I will let Dressis of the Fortress of the Boundary Mountain meet you and provide you with all the convenience ... His Royal Highness Prince of East Sackland." Connaught said softly:

"After all, since they are willing to follow you faithfully, it is necessary to pay some price."

Brandon, who was seen through his thoughts, twitched his mouth, holding back his calm appearance: "Then, the battle that took back Eboden ..."

"There will be no more, I have ordered the Minister of the Army Severin de Salion to come to command the army, and after the arrival of the Grand Duke of Elleman, Julie Wiltz, block him from all the barriers to the outside world The road, waiting for the legion to gather. "

"Boy's hussars, along with legionary cavalry, will sweep around the city and cut off all sources of supply for the enemy."

As Connor left, he said with a deep voice: "The rest depends on the situation of Grand Duke Lothal in the Deep Forest, and then decides which direction the legion's next main attack will take, and everything changes accordingly."

When the words fell, he had already gone away, leaving Brandon alone and standing alone.