The Sun King's Evidence

The next day the Imperial Countess arrived with a large force from Nur, along with Talleyrand and Theresa.

After a brief handover, Veronica hurriedly left with Aurora, the Gloria Witches headed by Teresa, a large number of magical girls, and a large amount of loot.

Between the camps, the army mobilized frequently. After the new troops from southern Britannia joined, the number of the Britannian army has expanded to more than 40,000.

Immediately afterwards, Nuer's Guards Corps arrived. Imperial Baroness Emmanuel was wearing a set of gorgeous black and gold robes, shirts and breeches made of silk and the best wood elf satin, and a hundred Nuer armored soldiers. And a hundred Blackstone guards guarded the Baroness very loyally.

The army slowly entered the city.

Talleyrand, the High Elf, Lane's courtier and the Knight Kingdom's ambassador to Nur, got off the carriage and frowned when he saw a large area of ​​ruins. The cripple immediately took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose, even though the ruins had been cleared one after another. It was a lot, but Cripple could still see what a brutal war this place had gone through.

"Oh, maybe I shouldn't come here." Talleyrand took out a small perfume bottle and sprayed himself hard several times, then walked towards the camp on crutches: "But I still came, just like I came It’s the same as the old world, and I’m still here.”

The high elf noticed that the Imperial Baroness went directly into Ryan's tent. Through the raised curtain, the core decision-makers of Britannia were sitting in the tent. Talleyrand noticed that almost everyone was there. After Baroness Emmanuel and Marshal Noor Erstein entered, the door curtain was closed, and several Blackstone guards and Old Guards blocked the outside, looking around with vigilant eyes: "Hey, it looks like I can't get in."

"But there will always be a day when I will be among them." Talleyrand continued to lean on crutches. The lame man was thinking about something. He became interested and wanted to see the situation in various parts of the camp.

The army was a mixed bag, with troops from all empires present. On the Brittanian side, there were Lake God Prophets and Holy Grail Knights to maintain order, making it a little quieter.

Supplies were brought into the camp one by one. François's personal unicorn coat of arms and the principality's white horse coat of arms were shining brightly. Talleyrand walked to the gate of the Old Guard barracks. The group of soldiers Although he recognized this man, he was still not allowed to enter the camp, but Talleyrand didn't care. He saw Raymond leading several halberd sergeants and a small group of swordsmen eating breakfast, fragrant broth and Delicious buttered bread.

Not far from the entrance of the Old Guards barracks, a group of swordsmen from the Midden Territory were arguing with a group of militiamen from the Oster Territory over the ownership of a batch of goods.

The Oster militiamen were five or six children who looked no more than sixteen or seventeen years old and seven or eight old men over forty-five years old. They were fighting with four people who were wearing standard provincial uniforms, with breastplates and helmets on their backs. Midden led the swordsmen with their shields and swords quarreling. One of the children held a large bag in his arms, which should be sausages and hams produced in the southern part of the empire.

"Boy, take it out. You must know that you are making a contribution to the empire." The swordsman from the Midden leader reached out to grab it fiercely: "What's the use of giving you good food? Do you think Oster can rely on it?" Will the old man and the child soldiers go to recover your fallen territory and drive away those chaotic bastards? Get it quickly!"

"I got this first! It's mine!" The sixteen-year-old child still had some down on the corners of his mouth, and he held on to the food tightly without letting go.

"Bastard! Ulric is here!" The patience of the swordsmen led by Midden was indeed very poor. The bald man with a long beard pushed the child to the ground, and then took away the bag of grain: "No. You are such a bastard for forcing me to take action!"

Four swordsmen from the Midden Province arbitrarily took away all the food supplies.

Raymond wanted to stand up when he got excited, but Talleyrand stopped him: "My battalion commander! Please calm down! If I guess correctly, that box of food belongs to the leader of Midden."

"Are you sure?" Raymond asked strangely: "The reason? Where did you find out?"

"I'm sure, but why should I tell you?" Talleyrand laughed: "The matter is over. Remember, my Lord, this is not your business, it is my business. You'd better put away your Be jealous of evil and remember that they are Imperials, not Brittanians. Helping those boy scouts and old men will not bring you honor. Instead, you will be court-martialed for misuse of weapons! Hehehehe!"

After saying that, the high elf walked away easily on crutches.

"What a stupid high elf." Raymond cursed angrily.

Along the way, the high elf easily reconciled several disputes. However, Talleyrand's expression was not relaxed, but became more and more serious.

The empire is too big and has too many provinces. Each province is proud of its own culture and national traditions. It is very normal to be hostile to each other. Conflicts occur too easily, but it is very difficult to understand and accept each other. .

Especially in Nuer, Talleyrand knew deeply how the Nuer people viewed people from all over the empire. The Nuer people believed that there were only three types of people in the empire, namely the noble Nuer natives and the Buer people in the imperial capital. The people of Renswick, and the country people.

The perception of these people is also very simple. A nation is not a nation, and a culture is not a culture. Why should we join forces with you to build a country?

Charlemagne saved the old world and maintained order and was crowned emperor. Arthur founded the country in the blood of the twelve wars. Ludwig successfully saved the world and turned the tide. Even so, there are so many disputes and contradictions within the country. Ryan Do you really want to annex Kislev, a country with different cultures, races and beliefs? !

Talleyrand was thinking about everything crazily. Is the Knight King Ryan really planning to go north to attack the occupied area of ​​Kislev? !

What on earth does he want to do? Did he really think that he could regain the territory of Kislev, establish a country vassal to him, or even directly merge Kislev into Britannia?

How could it be so easy?

If merging was that easy, high-elf Ulthuan would have merged into one country long ago!

The lame man's brain was spinning crazily. He was thinking about whether he could help Ryan in this matter, and this was most likely the most important step for him to enter the core decision-making level!

"I have no plans, no plans... We still have to follow the most basic agreements of the old world and conduct elections according to Mrs. Kesler's wishes to create a new Kesler regime." Ryan smiled towards his face but still refused. Emilia, who expressed her stance, said: "We respect Mrs. Keesler's decision, but with this new regime, you must ask me whether porcelain is good for porcelain. Then I will say that our Kingdom of Knights is good for porcelain."

"But Katalin..." The Imperial Baroness had a half-smile on her face. She stretched out her little hand wrapped in red lace gloves to hold her chin, watching Ryan's performance.

"We have always recognized Katalin as the Tsarina of Kislev." Ryan spread his hands towards Emilia: "We have established diplomatic relations and recognize each other, why don't we recognize her as the Tsar? "

"But if she proposes to return to her territory..." Emilia then asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Ehrengrad has always been an autonomous city." Ryan continued to explain: "At that time, we only need to launch a referendum to establish the Grand Duchy of Ohrengrad and establish its own administrative system and army. We do not need to directly rule. We just need the city to be under our protection. Even the tsarina must respect the opinions of the people of Erengrad. The Romanov family has always been the ruler of Kislev. She must know that Erengrad The opinions of the Duma in Lungrad and our troops stationed there are also very important, and we will express our position when the time comes!"

Emilia stretched out a pair of straight long legs wrapped in breeches and boots, and the Imperial Baroness couldn't help but consider Ryan's proposal deep in her heart.

Needless to say, the strategic location and geographical value of Erengrad are already explained in great detail in the previous article.

And this city also has very important economic value. Businessmen from all over the world do business in Erlengrad all year round. The gems and precious metals of the Norscan dwarves, the endless furs and whale oil from the north, and the horns of narwhals. , dragon's birth incense and smoked fish, as well as a large number of rare treasures from the Troll Kingdom and Norsca are gathered here.

As long as this port can be controlled and rebuilt, the huge and lucrative profits will be enough to make the Imperial Lady's heart move.

And Ryan is right. It is best to have a barrier in the north of the empire to stop the terrible chaos frenzy. Otherwise, Osterland and Ostermark will become the new borders, and the current situation of these two provinces is no longer possible. Bad enough to describe it.

"I admit that what you said makes sense." Emilia yawned softly on her elegant and pretty face, but the Imperial Lady showed no interest, which made Ryan feel a little bit worried. Bad feeling.

Although the Brittanian army is now equipped with a lot of firearms, this is only for the Old Guards and artillery, the troops directly under Lane. The Dukes' respective principality armies are still equipped with firearms in the minority. If we want to Entering the Kislev border to fight, the large amount of firearms and equipment carried by the Nuer army is indispensable.

Of course, this is nothing. The most important thing is Nuer's economic support. This is crucial. When troops are stationed abroad for a long time, relying on Nuer for supplies saves more money than relying on the mainland.

It seems that my little maid has been in power for many years now, and it is no longer easy to talk to her, right? Knight King Ryan looked at Emilia viciously, his eyes roving back and forth on Emilia's body.

Amelia's face turned a little red when Ryan saw her like this. Her long legs rubbed together subconsciously, and she quickly changed her sitting position back to a lady's sitting position.

Everyone in the big tent also looked at Emilia, waiting for the Imperial Lady to express her stance.

Nuer Grand Marshal Erstein is also waiting for Emilia's opinion. Frankly speaking, the Nuer military does not really want to continue marching towards the north with the Brittanians, but it is also not particularly opposed to it. , at this time the Baroness’s opinion is crucial.

"But Ryan, have you considered that once we enter the Chaos-fallen area, we will encounter big problems in logistical supplies, and even in March, Kislev is still very cold." Emilia opened the door gently. With her own palace flower fan, the Imperial Baroness gave people a lackluster and sleepy look: "If you want to go north to try to regain Erengrad, you must be prepared to face many difficulties, and according to the news from the rear According to the news, Emperor Karl-Franz may not provide enough supplies for your military operation to try to regain Erengrad."

Emilia's words immediately aroused the displeasure of the Brittanian commanders in the big tent.

"What? At this critical moment, the empire is going to interrupt supplies?!"

"We came here in a chivalrous spirit, and the Imperials treated us like this?"

"What does Karl-Franz do for food?!"

Everyone cursed until Francois spoke: "Everyone, the Empire is not wrong in doing this, because the nature of the war has changed. We were resisting Chaos for the Empire. Of course the Empire is willing to provide us with military supplies and military pay, but if If we take the initiative to attack and recapture Oerengrad, it will be difficult for Emperor Karl-Franz to convince the Elector and his people to continue to provide us with supplies and military pay."

"It's a reduction, but it's not a complete stop of supply." Emilia added: "You also need to understand the empire. There are currently hundreds of thousands of troops on the northern front, plus a large number of Kislev refugees. With the food supply of Oster, Ostermark and Stirland, how strong do you think Karl-Franz's treasury is? After a few months of war, even if the emperor can allocate the empire's potential and materials It’s almost as good as running it to the extreme.”

"So what about you? Emilia, are you willing to support our actions?" The sight of his former little maid sitting firmly on the fishing platform made Ryan very unhappy but also helpless. The King of Knights had to admit that the initiative always lies with Emily. With Ya in his hands, he had no choice but to speak formally: "We need the help of you and your army to recover Erengrad, Emilia."

Sure enough, this was what Emilia wanted. The imperial lady's blue eyes turned around Ryan's body, and she became interested: "Oh? Can I understand it this way, Ryan, you are treating me badly?" Request?"

"I'm asking you, Amelia." Ryan said with a smile.

"Then I also have two requests." Emilia thought for a moment, and then made a new request: "First, you and I will form the Supreme Command of the Allied Forces, and I will lead the Nuer Armored Army and the Blackstone Guards, And my Guards Corps will be with you."

"Okay." Ryan nodded. This was a normal decision.

"Second." Emilia extended her second finger, and the Imperial Countess said with a smile: "When Erengrad is captured, you must allow me to encircle a block in the city, which belongs to us Nur. And in the future, we Nuer must be allowed to have an exclusive seat in the Grand Duchy or other organizations that you may establish, and all guns and military supplies must be purchased from Nuer first. Trade must give us Nuer exclusive tax benefits, and it will be completely tax-free in the first year. treatment."

"Okay." The King of Knights nodded again. These two conditions were not excessive.

"Then, it's signed!"

"good!"

A brand new covenant was signed in the King of Knights' big tent. King of Knights Ryan and Imperial Lady Emmanuel signed the covenant respectively. This covenant was just a general intention, and the subsequent details would naturally be determined by Raun and Nurna. Let the bureaucrats at the border discuss it in detail.

After everyone exited, only Ryan, Morgiana and Emilia were left in the big tent.

Seeing that there was no one else in the tent, Emilia's face gradually turned red. The Imperial Lady walked up to Ryan and held out three fingers: "In addition, there is a third condition, my man. ~"

"The third condition???" Ryan looked at Amelia's domineering look and had a bad feeling.

"Ryan, um... let's have another one!"

"???"

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