Please Sink In Happiness

At this time, the coachman Uncle Luen spoke, and Miss Ivy nodded:

"It's hard work, Uncle Luen, you won't be here to pick me up later, I'll walk back with Li."

"Yes."

The driver left, and before leaving, he gave Li Ergou a "come on" look.

At the gate of Constantine's No. 3 barracks, well-dressed officers walked in. Most of them were men, but women were occasionally seen. In the army of another world, the proportion of women officers was about one-third.

"Lieutenant Lianqing, your loyal soldiers report to you."

More than a hundred soldiers standing in a neat formation saluted Miss Ivy in unison. These soldiers were all soldiers directly under Miss Ivy's command. These days, Li Ergou saw with his own eyes how Miss Ivy was in her hands. The soldiers who established their prestige in the company of the eldest are also happy to obey the military orders of the eldest lady.

"Excuse me, what instructions will Lieutenant Lian Qing have next?"

"The day after tomorrow, we will go on the expedition. The decisive battle is imminent, everyone should have a good rest first."

After hearing the order from the eldest lady, the soldiers showed joyful smiles, and some soldiers were worried about their future. Li Ergou stood quietly beside her, watching the eldest lady as a bystander.

After another ten minutes or so, the remaining officers who did not arrive also arrived. The building of the barracks has already been set up as a banquet scene. The long table covered with white tablecloths is full of various delicacies, from king crab to roasted pig's trotters. , almost everything from green beans to roasted snails. Today's chef is a famous chef in Liege. He was reluctant to make food for the invaders, but when he heard that the inviter was Lieutenant Lian Qing, who was doing justice for them, he changed his mind. original idea.

Many of these officers are also uninvited guests, but almost all of them are full of praise for Miss Ivy's recent performance.

At the beginning of the banquet, beautiful tunes were played from the piano. Most of the officers were from civilians. Since they did not understand the etiquette of social banquets very much on weekdays, a few people were too nervous and frequently made a fool of themselves, but the eldest lady was clever. to resolve the embarrassment:

"The banquet should be done as you please. As long as you are happy, don't worry about the red tape etiquette. As long as you are happy, it is my greatest honor."

Having said that, Ivy also learned from the officer just now and broke the crab claws with her hands.

In the past, the contemptuous eyes of the nobles deeply stabbed them from commoners, because they did not understand etiquette and had no education, but their life was already very difficult, how could they have the energy to learn etiquette and education?

Knowing this, Miss Ivy gradually stopped caring about their etiquette, and instead focused on the essence of people.

The officers looked at Miss Ivy gratefully, but there were some things that all of them tacitly did not say.

Until a young officer said:

"Lieutenant Lian Qing, thank you for attending this banquet when the whole army launched the general offensive. If I can come back alive, I will follow in your footsteps forever."

Death is the eternal melody of war.

The young lady and the officers who came forward clink glasses one by one, most of them will be subjected to the most brutal baptism next, for example, the combat mission of Captain Manor Brand, who is trying to stir up the atmosphere and tell jokes, is just It was equivalent to declaring his death sentence. Second Lieutenant Elena Fixt, who joined the army in his father's place, had already prepared a suicide note to his family. Jean Reno also drank the wine, as if he was worried that he would never be able to drink it again after death. Like wine.

Grouchy's military order is a death order, and the supervising teams under him have almost terrifying strength. Grouchy himself is also a powerful magician, either honorably killed in battle, or humiliated by himself. In the hands of people, the haze of death has never been dispelled since the military meeting.

"War always kills people. Lieutenant Lianqing, you have done a lot for us. Now let's say our final goodbyes here."

"Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that life is meaningless. It is our great honor to work with Lieutenant Lian Qing before accepting the death order."

"Brothers and sisters, let's meet again at the Invalides in Fenglu City."

Immediately, they sang and danced laughing and talking again. Li Ergou admired this group of people very much. Under the countdown to death, they could still show optimistic smiles, but the eldest lady could only clench her hands tightly. Blame yourself for your incompetence.

"If possible, I would also like to fight alongside you..."

"We know that from the moment we met you, we knew Lieutenant Lianqing that you are not a person who is afraid of death, but there is nothing you can do about it. In fact, Admiral Grouchy is quite right. If you want to die, then killing some insignificant little people can minimize the harm caused by the war. Many of us have not received any education, and even if we survive, we will not be able to benefit the kingdom of Shengluer like you."

The officer with a wry smile said something insincere, and had already made up his mind to die.

War is undoubtedly cruel, but just because of humble origins, it is strange to let them be cannon fodder and go to the most dangerous places on the battlefield to attract firepower.

"It would be great if the commander-in-chief of the Eastern Front wasn't Grushi. If it was Lord Father, if it was Lord Father, then he would definitely be able to..."

The eldest lady gritted her silver teeth unwillingly.

Chapter 173 The Duke who assisted the prince

The morning sun is looming, piercing the gorgeous and heavy clouds, breaking through the mist of the morning sun, today is undoubtedly another day full of life, but it is a pity that Louis XIII failed to open his eyes and take one last look at his beloved king. All maple.

He died at four forty-five in the morning. Although his son, Prince Louis, had a bad reputation, it was annoying to see a dog, but unexpectedly, Louis XIII was able to close him peacefully. His lustrous eyes looked like an energetic young man laying on the bed to rest after playing tired. He didn't see anything in the king's mind that he couldn't let go. The archbishop of the capital stroked his forehead and said:

"Fortunately, His Majesty had no regrets when he died. He has returned to the goddess."

Perhaps as Louis XIII said:

"After I die, who cares about the flood?"

When he was alive, he had done his best for his country. After death, the country had nothing to do with the king. When he thought that the next heir was Prince Louis, and saw that the king could rest in peace, some ministers could not help but feel a little bit in their hearts. Indignant at the irresponsibility of the king.

"Why can you trust your country to such things!"

A cabinet minister who had lived for half a century pointed at Prince Louis with trembling fingers, and there were countless ministers who cast unfriendly eyes, but Prince Louis stood calmly in the same place. The person standing with Prince Louis was one of the three marshals of the kingdom. Marshal Lianqing.

Why can the king rest his eyes?

the reason is simple.

Prince Louis told the king about all his plans, and the madness of those plans made Louis XIII terrified, but it was these plans that made Louis XIII realize how powerful his son really was before he died. Strength, that night, the prince frankly told that he wanted to weaken the power of the nobles and establish a centralized Shengluer Kingdom. He also said without hesitation that the Shengluer Kingdom would inevitably lose to the Fars Federation. The end, while reassuring Louis XIII that this is the beginning of the country's rebirth.

The Duke of Machiavelli, who poisoned his mother, could not escape trial, and everything was under his control.

So, after getting the prince's assurance that the Shengluer kingdom would rise, the king died.

The only person who knew the last conversation between the father and son was Marshal Lian Qing.

"Shut your mouth, the one standing in front of you will be the next king of Shengluer Kingdom."

Marshal Lian Qing pulled out his sword, and the rich flame breath suddenly filled the entire court.

"Marshal Lianqing, what's the matter with you?" The minister looked puzzled, why did the youngest marshal of the kingdom stand with the dandy prince?

What good did that dude promise the marshal?

The ministers couldn't figure it out, obviously not long ago, the marshal's daughter broke off the marriage with the prince. Why did the marshal stand with the prince at such a time?

"Are you dazzled by power, Vitaro Sylph Lianqing!"

"To actually mix with this dandy who doesn't care about political affairs, I see that the Lianqing family is completely in decline."

"Not long ago, in order to have the blood of the royal family, I even planned to sell my daughter to this dissolute son. It seems that the marshal of our country is really rotten to the core."

However, the ridicule of the ministers was like a passing cloud in the ears of Marshal Lian Qing. He lit a cigarette leisurely, as if he didn't care about the insults others gave him, until someone scolded his wife and daughter, and Marshal Lian Qing didn't With flame magic, the hairs on the whole body of the frontier earl who had spoken rudely were ignited.

Everyone watched with lingering fears at the fat earl whose eyebrows were burned off, rolling on the ground, and then closed his mouth.

"His Majesty Louis XIII has returned to the goddess, I hope you can keep quiet and don't continue to mess around. Even if you are dissatisfied with what Prince Louis has done in the past, please don't make a loud noise in the palace, the king has just left Go, but his soul will inevitably linger here, it is better to say less about your long-tongued remarks, and the dead will be peaceful."

Applause came in from outside the corridor. The old man who strode into the palace looked very tough. He walked vigorously and vigorously. The whole palace seemed to tremble slightly under his footsteps, and the surrounding nobles and ministers even more. Silent for a while.

If you want to ask why the noble ministers are so nervous, because the person who entered the hall is the Duke of Machiavelli, he is an admiral, and he is the Duke of the Royal Capital. As the leader of the aristocratic faction, even Marshal Forenzo followed his horse.

Since the king became seriously ill, almost all the state affairs of the kingdom, large and small, were handled by him. For example, the person who finally attacked the kingdom of Sri Lanka was the duke himself. Not at all.

And such a person, at this moment, is casting a dissatisfied look at the noble ministers just now:

"Marshal Lianqing just now said it very well. It is indeed inappropriate for the king to judge the successor left by His Majesty as soon as he left the world. Ladies and gentlemen, the royal family is the leader and moral model of all our nobles, and you are the backbone of the country. Now is a critical moment, and your first consideration should be how to shoulder your responsibilities. Our frontline soldiers are now bleeding for the country, and countless people on our frontiers are ravaged by famine and plague. You should not criticize His Royal Highnesses The immaturity of the past, it is better to think carefully about how to make the country better."

A sneer appeared on the corner of Prince Louis' mouth. Almost all the good things were said by the old fox Machiavelli, making it seem like he was a great man, which was ridiculous.

Besides, he seemed to be protecting himself just now, but in fact, he was just showing his muscles in front of him.

The old man stroking the beard looked at himself kindly, as if he was saying to himself invisibly - look, the ministers you can't control all bow down to me.

"Uncle Machiavelli, since you maintain the royal family so much, let me inherit the throne as soon as possible!"

"No, Your Royal Highness."

"why not?"

"This is not in line with the rules. According to the traditional inheritance law, there is still a period of time between the thrones. This is not only for your own good, but also for the people of the kingdom to have enough time to mentally prepare for their new king. Please don't be impatient. The interval will take about three to five months. During this time, I will act as your mentor and assistant to help you solve problems in state affairs. You can also take this opportunity to learn to be a king. How to use your power well."

The old man stood in front of the prince like an iron tower, his eyes were extraordinarily loving, like a gentle elder.

But when his eyes were aimed at those ministers, he exuded an icy chill, which completely shocked the noble ministers present.

"If anyone dares to think about the Elba royal family's rule during this time, then the Machiavelli family will become the Elba family's sword, clearing all obstacles for the future His Majesty Louis XIV."

Looking at the seemingly "reliable" Duke Machiavelli, the prince sneered:

"Oh, I hope I don't die of poisoning like my parents did."

Chapter 174 Prince Louis' Next Plan

"My future majesty, I don't understand what you mean."

The duke bowed slightly and saluted the prince, while the prince narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled like a fox. The smile on the corners of his lips was no longer the smirk he used to enjoy, but now he smiled. With a hint of ruffian and debauchery.

His chin was hooked upwards, giving the impression of being extra frivolous:

"Literally, wise Uncle Machiavelli, perhaps you have always underestimated my nephew."

The duke still pretended to be stupid, but in fact Prince Louis had already bought the people around him and completely mastered the written materials of the various crimes he had committed in the past, but for the time being the prince did not intend to tear his mask like this. Duke Machiavelli is still considered a saint in the kingdom. Only by letting the saint be cast aside by everyone and letting him fall from the peak of power to the bottom of the valley can it be regarded as a real revenge. . Huan;: Welcome "Enter?! Enter? [,! Xi; Er."; : Figure.:? Book.' Pavilion;:]:.7;4?.6?:0,9:".4 !0:7";6?

After that, Prince Louis accompanied the ministers to witness the king's holy body being carried into the coffin. In order to prevent Louis XIII's body from decaying, the king's funeral will be held ten days later. During this period, Louis XIII His remains will always be parked in the Invalides for the people of the royal capital Fenglu and heads of countries to come to express their condolences.

Until the tenth day, the Pope, who lives on Stigmata Island, will visit the capital in person and hold a very respectable funeral ceremony for the king.

And this is the whole process of the king of a big country from dying to burial.

In the afternoon, Prince Louis and Marshal Lianqing left the palace and came to an unknown secret base in the Fenglu slum in the capital:

"It's really sad that the king should be consumed like this after his death. Anyway, after my death, I still hope that everything will be simplified, and he will be buried in a glorious way."

"Although you are a scum, this time I happened to be thinking of you." Marshal Lianqing said with his legs crossed, "If you don't bring death, you won't bring it with you. Let others see the embarrassment you were in when you died. It's better to get into the ground sooner rather than later."

"But you're an elf, right? Damn, you have a racial advantage. You will live longer than me in the future. It is said that elves can live to be more than two hundred years old."

"But living a long time doesn't mean it's a good thing. Among the elves, many elves who married humans are finally willing to give up their long lives soon after their lovers died."

"It's quite romantic."

"It's not romance, it's reality, loneliness is terrifying." Marshal Lian Qing said solemnly, but then smiled smugly, "But fortunately, my wife is of the longevity race."

Prince Louis tilted his mouth noncommittally, took out a bottle of cheap rum from the wine cabinet, and filled it for the marshal himself.

Now that Louis XIII is dead, it is not far from the day when the prince will take the stage completely.

"Cheers to LOUIS XIII!"

Whether it was the prince or Marshal Lianqing, even though the glass was incomparably cheap rum, and the side dishes on the table were pickled radishes and salad mixed with cucumbers, the two didn't seem to mind at all.

"By the way, what are you going to do with Machiavelli?"

"That old fox of Machiavelli, I want him to dance again. Isn't the clown inherently laughable? If you don't even perform a show, it would be too rude to the clown." Prince Louis With a frivolous smile on his face, he said, "So in my script, Machiavelli will become a spy who betrays the kingdom's intelligence. It's all because of him. I will wait for the big country to lose to the small Fars Federation. , because he leaked information and secretly colluded with the enemy royal family, so the people will suffer humiliation. Machiavelli will take full responsibility for this war, and I will come to the throne as the king who exposes all his crimes."

"Then what are you going to do?" Marshal Lian Qing asked.

"The cronies around Machiavelli have turned against me, and now the family of his cronies are in my hands. In the next step, I will let his cronies leak the information of Admiral Grouchy to the enemy in the name of Machiavelli, and let him They thoroughly knew what Grouchy's further moves would be, so as to achieve the goal of defeating the army on the Eastern Front of Grouchy."

"Do you know Grouchy's combat plan?"

"As long as you know what he is like, then his battle plan is not difficult to guess."

"Do you understand the military?" Marshal Lian Qing looked at Prince Louis in surprise.

"Just a little bit of understanding." Prince Louis smiled mysteriously, "In my humble opinion, the battle plan adopted by the nobles like Grouchy, who smells of rancid zombies, is nothing more than treating civilian soldiers as soldiers. Cannon fodder, sitting in the back to reap the benefits of the fisherman, and then after winning, taking the honor that belongs to the commoners for himself, standing on their skeletons grandly to welcome the flowers and applause of the people."

Prince Louis put his finger on the several intersections of the military topographic map on the table.

"So, in order to maximize the value of the cannon fodder, he will deploy several troops at the Mauperland Orchard, Stone Cliff, Genap and Niger Palace fork in the road, these troops will be destroyed by the enemy as cannon fodder, and the enemy will launch them. When attacking and killing the cannon fodder in the salient, the elites of Grouchy will launch an attack from the flank, and the decisive battle will start in the Somo Fortress in Xiasai Province. Although Grouchy is a man like a skeleton, he commands a large-scale army to fight. His ability is not weak, but if you want to defeat him, it's easy."

"Simple?"

"Yes, it's very simple, just let the generals of the Fars Federation stay calm and don't attack the cannon fodder unit. I heard that Brother Li's mercenary team is responsible for cutting off the food route, and our group of corrupt officials are hungry in front. With logistics unable to keep up, Grouchy will soon retreat without a fight."

"What if Grouchy couldn't hold his breath and let all the troops attack?" Marshal Lianqing asked again.

"That's easy to handle. During the fourth anti-Shengluer alliance, the tactics used by our country's commander, known as the Eagle of Breta, could defuse Grouchy's attack. That's right, it's the Fabian tactics. Through constant movement, Avoiding the edge of Grucci's main force and delaying the war in the mountains can drag Grucci's eastern army to death."

"I really have to look up at you, scumbag, I thought you would only make money, but I didn't expect you to be so accomplished in the military. Yes, if I were the commander-in-chief of the Fars Federation, as long as Calm down, this war will be won without a doubt. You see so far, but you only say that you know a little about the military, how can you make those who call themselves military strategists feel bad?”

"The more you know, the wider your horizons will be. Only those who don't know much think that they are experts. In my opinion, people who claim to be military experts are probably not as good as they are."

"I have a deep understanding of this."

"By the way, there is one more thing I need to ask you. When this battle is defeated, I hope that you will take over the command of Grouchy."

"Do you want to command the retreat through me, so as to retain as many civilian officers as possible, so as to promote them as your help in the future?"

"I really can't hide it from you." Prince Louis smiled, "I hope that after this war is over, our corrupt army can be completely replaced by blood."

Chapter 175 The Strong Xia Leina