The Sun King's Evidence

As Richard's nephew, Duke Taubot inherited Richard's stability and conservatism from the old king, but he also inherited Richard's indecision. When he called his palace ministers, his first reaction was to Everyone said: "He is here, His Majesty has appeared. How can he appear in my principality without my consent? Is this reasonable?"

Duke Taubot's words made the palace ministers not know what to say. Count Robert, the Minister of War, could only come up and say: "My Duke, he is the King of Knights. He is qualified to appear in the whole of Brittany." Anywhere in Asia, this is the king’s power and we have no right to stop it.”

"But how can he come with an army?" Duke Taubot was stunned for a moment before he realized that he had indeed overreacted. He had no right to object to the king's appearance wherever he liked.

"Your Majesty, if we go by the intelligence, our King of Knights only brought a small group of Old Guards, less than a hundred people." Earl Robert said awkwardly: "This...can't be considered an army. The king should be Have an escort."

According to Sulia's intelligence, Duke Taubot himself is a humble, kind-hearted and veteran nobleman who can listen to opinions. When his war minister, Earl Robert, said this, the Duke opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. .

So he turned his attention to his Interior Minister, Baron Edward: "Edward, I ask you a question as the blood descendant of the first Holy Grail Knight Corduin and the heir to the Duke of Le-Angoulan. Please tell me. Tell the truth, okay?"

"Please speak frankly, Duke." Baron Edward saw that he had reached this point and could only nod.

"How many people within us support my voice?" Duke Taubot frowned. He leaned out from behind his desk and asked with a very serious expression: "How many people support our cause? "

"Almost 90% of the direct nobles support you, my Duke." Eduardo's words gave Duke Taubot reassurance: "According to the opinions returned by the attendants and envoys, at least 75% of the knights and nobles in the entire principality They all support you, and they also disagree with the King of Knights’ decision to cancel the privileges of the nobility, and they even oppose the appointment of a governor.”

"That's good, that's good, as long as everyone supports me." Duke Taubot actually has doubts about his influence, because Ryan's achievements over the years have been too brilliant, but obviously, When it comes to their own interests, these veteran nobles still stand on their side, which is good. The Duke breathed a sigh of relief, and he immediately took the map: "Where is our King of Knights now?"

"He is already close to Lessa Frey. Baron Otero of Lessa Frey is a neutral party. It is difficult for us to guarantee that he will be willing to come out and face the king directly." Count Robert pointed to the map: "But there is good news, then It is the old Count of Clement, west of Les Saffre, who is our staunch supporter.”

"The key question is, my Duke, what are you going to do?" Baron Edward said: "How are we going to treat the King of Knights and his queen? Should we... consider using force?"

Duke Taubot hesitated.

As an old traditional conservative aristocrat, Duke Taubot is of course extremely disgusted with many of Lane's practices, including vigorously promoting freemen, including depriving and restricting noble privileges, including taking back judicial power to form circuit courts, including actually forming an old man from the mud. Guards, including appointed governor.

But as a Brittanian, Duke Taubot also admired Ryan's glorious deeds. He led the knights from victory to victory, from glory to glory. He empathized with the changes in the knight kingdom over the years. Ryan did not The first step was to use force, and Duke Taubot was unwilling to use force.

After much hesitation, Duke Taubot still shook his head. The Duke said in a muffled voice: "I give an order. Do not use force unless it is absolutely necessary. The Brittanians will not fight the Brittanians! Let the old Count Clement send his men." Expelling our Knight King from the territory of the Principality, we have nothing to bargain with him, he will either accept it or refuse it!"

"yes!"

…………I am a Breton and I don’t draw the dividing line between Bretons…………

"Long live the King! Long live the King!"

Baron Otero of Lesavre looked at what was happening before him with dull eyes.

Baron Otero was ecstatic when he heard that Knight King Ryan and his Queen Surya were coming towards their fiefdom with less than a hundred Old Guards and hundreds of serf militiamen.

He immediately ordered his personal guards and knights to gather immediately and prepare.

However, when Baron Otero had just gathered his more than 100 personal guards and knight attendants, the gate of the town over there was already opened!

"Long live the king! Long live the king!" The town defenders and civilians rushed to the streets, gathered, and shouted long live the king. The citizens rushed to crowd on both sides of the road.

Farmers, yeoman farmers, merchants, craftsmen, shopkeepers, free folk craftsmen, as well as sergeants and serfs who came to the city to buy things gathered.

"It's him! It's him! It's our Knight King and Queen!"

"He's here! Long live His Majesty Ryan! Long live Queen Surya!"

"Long live the King! Long live the King!"

Ryan and Sulia smiled and waved to the residents and soldiers of the town, and their every movement caused people to cry and cheer.

Without any precautions or worries, the defenders opened the city gate the moment they saw Ryan appearing. Tears welled up in everyone's eyes. Many freedmen and veterans who had participated in the Great Expedition had already shed tears. burst into tears.

This is our king! It is our glorious King! The king who achieved countless miracles and victories in Leonese, Blackstone Stronghold, Eight Peaks Mountain, the Empire and Kislev!

"Long live the King!" Thousands of civilians raised their arms and shouted. The fiery sound was getting louder and louder. The deafening and hoarse sound flowed along the streets and came directly towards the Baron's Castle in the center of the town with the force of wind and waves.

There is no resistance, no hesitation, and no neutral person.

Baron Otero was stunned. He never imagined that his people, his army, and his town would fall directly in front of Ryan.

Now, his baron's castle has been surrounded by thousands of his own people. Now, Baron Otero finds himself alone and helpless. What's worse is that even the many veteran guards and the young knights' retinues in the castle, see The baron's eyes became strange.

Then there is only one answer! Baron Otero resolutely pulled off his cloak, threw the three-cornered hat with colorful kites on the ground, rushed in front of Ryan, knelt down on his knees, and knelt down on the grass at the entrance of the Baron's castle. How long is the meter?

I will offer my loyalty to the king!

"Long live the king!" The baron's roar ignited the entire baron's castle. When his bodyguards and the young knights' retinue saw the baron's actions, they no longer hesitated and collectively knelt down and cheered.

"Long live the King! Long live the King!"

There was no fighting, no negotiation, not even a word from Ryan to persuade them to surrender.

The army defected, the civilians supported it, the nobles surrendered, and the castle was replaced with a tricolor flag and a heraldic banner with a sword and fleur-de-lis.

The king's army grew like a snowball.

"Is this... His Majesty's prestige? Miss." Sylvia looked at the scene in front of her. She saw the veterans put on their military uniforms, took out weapons from home, and voluntarily formed an organization. Free citizens Generously taking out grain and gold coins from home, shopkeepers opened their warehouses to supply military supplies, and the yeoman farmers even mobilized their whole families to carry things on their backs, just to follow their Majesty the Knight King.

Sylvia felt so incredible that the head maid could only turn to Sulia for help.

"These people are either veterans who retired after the Great Crusade, or freedmen who had the opportunity to escape from serfdom thanks to Ryan's reforms." Sulia nodded slightly, the female knight's face was full of pride and pride, and she tried her best to make it as clear as possible. Don't look too complacent: "They all know who really cares about them and loves them. Everything they have now comes from Ryan."

This was Sulia's plan for Ryan, to fundamentally disrupt the dominance of the old knights and nobles.

What is a knight without a horse? What kind of aristocracy is it without the support of serfs?

However, many nobles are not aware of this at all. They always feel that they are born noble and born to be superiors.

And this is exactly the advice Sulia gave, the key to how to completely break the conservative nobles led by Duke Taubot!

Have you ever heard the voice of the people?

"Dengdengdeng~"

"Urgent news! Urgent news, my lord the count, that... that dictatorial tyrant has passed through Lesafre!"

On the west side of the town of Lesavre, there is the Count of Clement and the Castle of the Count of Clement.

The messenger hurriedly put the news into the hands of old Count Clement.

"Waste!" Old Count Clement was still planning how to add bricks and tiles to his castle and import some elf carpets. A Marienburg businessman had already come to offer a guarantee, but this news actually came!

What does the king want to do?

Does he intend to violate the covenant when the country was founded?

Doesn't he know that my vassal's vassal is not my vassal?

The old Earl Clement's hands were trembling wildly. The old Earl was self-aware. He walked around the room twice, finally sat down, and then handed the letter to the attendant: "Go, call Baldwin."

"Sir Baldwin? Your son?" The attendant was very surprised: "But haven't you already issued an order prohibiting him from coming to the castle?"

"That was normal times!" Old Count Clementine roared: "Now, that dictatorial tyrant is coming to my territory, and the lady only knows what he will do to me and my family! Call Baldwin quickly ,immediately!"

"Yes!" The attendant hurried out of the room, found a horse from the stable, and left.

Three hours later, Sir Baldwin held a knight's cross helmet in his hand and strode into the room fully armed. With a serious expression on his face, Baldwin respectfully walked to his father under the guidance of his attendants. Bowed respectfully: "Father, are you looking for me?"

"You have to call me Your Excellency Earl here!" The old Earl Clement waved his hand in disgust and handed the letter to Baldwin: "Read it for yourself!"

Baldwin took the letter, and the knights of the Kingdom were quickly shocked by the content: "What? Your Majesty is less than thirty kilometers away from here?"

"He came for us, Baldwin." Old Count Clement was sitting on a chair, his hand covered with gemstone rings gently stroking the precious amber-encrusted cane: "Do you understand what I mean? Baldwin, He’s coming for us!”

"I don't understand. Maybe His Majesty just visits here and there." Baldwin took the letter and confirmed it again. The knight of the kingdom was still trying to explain to his father: "He often visits..."

"He is a tyrant! Baldwin! Tyrant!" The old count interrupted Baldwin rudely, with an angry look on his face: "Aside from making things worse, what else will he do? Look, look, he is now He let those mud-legged people surround him and called them the Old Guard. He knighted those despicable mud-legged people. He let those wild dogs climb into the master's dining room. He also let those disgusting people all day long. The circuit judge is haunting my territory! I know what he is going to do, he is going to dig up the foundation of our knightly aristocracy, and he has betrayed the knightly covenant when the country was founded!"

Baldwin was silent, and the expression on the kingdom knight's face was very tangled.

Seeing that his son seemed to be hesitating, the old earl continued: "My son, you must also know very well what price we will pay if we do not oppose him. Our Clement family has a glorious history of thousands of years. Are you willing to watch it?" Would this chair be replaced with a clay leg? Are you willing to watch your relatives be driven out of the castle one day?"

"It's ours, all of this is ours. Don't we have the noble blood of the Holy Grail flowing in our blood? Isn't our family's accumulation of thousands of years not as good as those mud-legged people's several years of fighting?" Father Educate your son: "This is what we deserve. Now that tyrant wants to take it all away. I know you love him, but you have to understand, who are you?! You are a noble, a knight and a noble!"

"I am your son, a member of the Clement family, father." Baldwin hesitated for a long time, and finally nodded heavily: "I will...for the family."

He looked in agony and it was a tough decision.

"Very good, very good." A smile finally appeared on the old earl's face. He nodded happily, reached out and patted Baldwin on the shoulder: "Then I'll leave it to you. I will hand over the command of the army to you. You, you take them and tell the knight king that he and his queen are not welcome here in the Earl of Clement, and tell them to go back! If they don't leave, drive them away!"

"Yes!" Baldwin finally nodded. He held his helmet and strode out of the room.

The entire castle instantly entered a state of war. All the troops were urgently assembled. Soldiers, knights, and many guards were gathered together. Even the veterans who had served were all temporarily summoned by Baldwin. The entire earldom spent a whole day. In one day, most of the standing army and all the knights and knights' retinue who could come were gathered.

In this way, on the second day after Ryan entered the Earl of Clement, in the warm autumn sun and a golden wheat field, the King of Knights and the Queen of Knights held hands, it was like an outing.

The king and queen were followed by a group of old guards, then a large group of free people, as well as Baron Otero and his bodyguards. Compared with Ryan's stroll, these people were obviously very nervous.

It's so quiet.

"This is a bit unlike that Earl's style." Ryan took Sulia's little hand and said with a smile: "I thought they would come out to intercept me with great fanfare."

"Yes, I understand them." Sulia looked at the scenery in the distance, and the female knight had some caution on her face: "They will never sit idly by."

Sure enough, as soon as Sulia finished speaking, large groups of troops appeared on the hillside in the distance. Groups of sword and shield soldiers, spearmen, and archers lined up under the scoldings of the knights. The free people The sergeants were dressed in breastplates, leather armor, and helmets and lined up in several rows. Then there were several groups of knights holding high the Clement family's heraldic flags, which were slowly fluttering in the autumn wind. More knights followed. Open the road and enter the wilderness.

It is currently impossible to determine how many people there are on the other side, but judging from the number alone, there are at least two to three thousand people.

It was the army of the Count Clement family, and Sulia had already recognized the other party's identity from the family's heraldic banner.

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